Post by Jaclyn 'Huntress' West on Oct 5, 2017 19:04:54 GMT -6
WEST, JACLYN
H u n t r e s s
H u n t r e s s
AGE: 17
GENDER: Female
TEAM: None
SIDE: Hero/Vigilante
OCCUPATION: Student
HISTORY:
Jackie was born and raised in Jump City, far away from her mother's hometown of Gotham as it was her mother's hope to give her a better life than what she'd had. However things were not as simple as that. When Jackie was born, she had been hooked up to several machines just to keep her alive as there was something wrong with her heart. Due to this, she had spent the first couple months of her life in a hospital. Once she had gotten home, her mother ended up being an overly protective parent, eventually being the reason there would be conflict between them. As a young kid, Jackie spent a lot of time going back and forth from school, to the hospital, to home. Whether it was from her being a clumsy little kid or due to medical issues, there was always something. The day before Jackie's eleventh birthday, her mother had gone out to do some last minute shopping. It was during that fragment of time home alone that Jackie had snuck into her mom's room and was going through stuff out of childish curiosity, only to find the old compound bow. When her mother got home, Jackie got yelled at for going through her mother's things and found out her mother had done archery in school. The information was soon forgotten until high school.
In high school, Jackie took up archery and gymnastics as a way to make her physically stronger. Aware of the gap that sat between her and every other student only made her work harder. Aside from her sports, she did very well in science and math classes only because she found them useful. It took 3 years of practice and hard work along with the often trip to the hospital for issues she'd rather not admit, before she was able to even qualify for the biggest science fair in the country. At the age of 16, she had been working on an experiment to alter the property of a material when it backfired and exploded in the science lab at school. Luckily, she was the only one caught in the explosion and of course had been sent to the hospital because of it. Bored in the hospital, she was shooting rubber bands at the wall when something strange happened. One of the rubber bands made a small hole in the wall when she had gotten annoyed with her situation. Keeping this in mind, when she finally got home she tested several theories before finding out she could only effect things that she used as a projectile. Happy about her newfound ability, she started sneaking out at night to stop a few would be criminals by pinning them to walls with arrows and leaving them for the cops to find.
With her late night excursions included with her already weak body, Jackie would come home and pass out on the couch. Her mom, of course knew since Jackie didn't have the strength to change out of the gear that she had "borrowed" from her. When Artemis confronted Jackie about it, what resulted was an argument that was almost reminiscent of the argument Artemis had with her own mother. It was only for Jackie's safety, but she didn't see it that way. To Jackie, it was like being in a cage and she hated it. Currently, her late night excursions are on hold because her practice is slowly draining more and more energy from her.
PERSONALITY: Jackie is a stubborn girl, refusing help even when her life depends on it. More times than not, its a matter of pride for her. She is a headstrong girl that hates to feel weak, often putting herself into precarious situations just to prove a point to herself and others. Her sense of wrong and right is a bit skewed as in her mind, the end justifies the means. She's the type of girl who will study something that has an application she can use. If it seems useless to her, she will slack. In general she is a loner, choosing to rely on herself and no one else. Opinionated, Jackie doesn't change her mind often about people or otherwise.
FAMILY: Artemis Crock (Mother), Wally West (Father; unknown to her)
DISLIKES: Hospitals, Doctors, Know It All's, Homework, Being Weak, Thunderstorms, Class A Jerks (putting it politely)
DREAMS: Make a difference before she dies and does not dying count? If not then become a world class cook.
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GET OUT YOUR GUNS, BATTLE'S BEGUN.
are you a saint or a sinner?
are you a saint or a sinner?
BODY STRUCTURE: Athletic, 125 lbs, 5' 7", Wavy red hair with gold highlights, Her mother's slate grey eyes
STYLE: Jackie is the type of girl to where something comfortable and easy to move in. Her usual attire consisting of a fitted T shirt and a pair of slightly baggy jeans topped off by either a pair of sneakers or a pair of combat boots. Regardless of comfort level, her outfit is never complete without her iPod as she always has her music with her.
PIERCINGS OR TATTOOS: None
COSTUME: None yet. Just something comfortable.
ODDITIES: Cardiomyopathy - Damaged heart muscle from birth. Causes breathlessness with exertion or even at rest, coughing (usually blood) while laying down or standing, fatigue, muscular weakness, irregular heartbeat, Atrial fibrillation, fluttering of the heart, chest pain, dizziness, light headedness, and fainting.
ABILITIES: Math & Science - Her best subject in school and uses it every day.
Acquired Enhanced Marksmanship - The ability to achieve utter accuracy on distant targets. Thanks to practice she is capable of judging extremely long distances amazingly accurately, gauging the strength needed to launch a projectile, in order to hit a target accurately. If a target is moving she can calculate the best method to hit the target. Visual obstructions like smoke and vegetation does not hinder her ability to get an accurate bead on her target, and her intense focus on whatever she's shooting at allows her to shut out outside distractions. She can compensate for environmental factors that would normally throw off her aim like wind, air resistance, gravity, and radiant heat (which distorts the image of the target). However, without practice, she is capable of losing this precision.
Projectile Manipulation - The ability to alter the speed, strength, and properties of a projectile that she has launched. For example, armor piercing rubber bands or explosive confetti. (This power is due to her failed experiment)
CONTROL: Projectile Manipulation - 6 - Her power often fails without her calculating everything first or if she isn't emotionally stable.
SIDE-AFFECTS: The projectile carries a very faint glow when first manipulated and this power tends to draw on her energy/life force, exhausting her quickly.
WEAKNESSES: Afraid of thunder/lightning. Physically weaker than normal people her age (makes her have to work harder to be their equal). Power fails if she isn't emotionally stable, if she is physically drained, or if she has not calculated everything properly.
I'M AN ANGEL WITH A SHOTGUN
fighting til the war's won.
fighting til the war's won.
INTRODUCTION: Breathing never felt so hard before. At least that was the thought that crossed Jackie's mind as she slowly opened her eyes. When she opened her eyes, she regretted it. The blinding white of the room made her want to close them again. It was a minor thing aside from the fact that the sound of her breathing was now comparable to Darth Vader. The thought almost made her laugh but it hurt too much. What exactly happened, she didn't know. The last thing her in her memory was working on that experiment.
The experiment. When the sudden realization hit her, she bolted upright in bed, setting a couple different alarms off in the process. Her eyes wide open, she took in the surroundings only to find no suitable escape route. Attempting to lift her hand was a slow process. Whatever these doctors had put in her system was making it difficult for her body to respond. By the time her hand had made it to the mask on her face, a doctor was walking in to evaluate her. According to the doctor, Jackie wasn't going to be cleared for awhile. Annoyed, she let herself fall back into the hospital bed and stared at the ceiling. What a way to spend a day, wasting away in this jail cell of a room.
With a quick glance to her arm, she noticed the IV that was there. Not quite sure what was in it, but not exactly trusting it, she slowly pulled the needle out of her arm before removing the mask with some issue. It was an arduous process but nevertheless got done. Carefully, she slid out of the bed and attempted to stand. With the attempt, her knees gave out from the medication still in her system and forced her to use the nearby night stand to help her stand. Hobbling over to the door and collapsing against the wall, Jackie opened the door and left the room, ignoring the alarms she triggered by removing the IV. She hated this place. It was a sterilized hellhole. With every wobbly step she took away from the door, a handful of nurses got several steps closer. She had only made it about five steps out of the door when she collapsed, the world slowly fading to black around her.
YOUR NAME OR ALIAS: Cindy
CONTACT INFO: Skype or PM
FAVORITE COLOR: Not applicable. Just anything other than pink or purple.
Character sheet thanks to Raccoon, edited by Athena.[/sup]
