Post by nova on Feb 6, 2011 19:11:32 GMT -8
VIXEN layne XAVIER
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"As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I wear my crown of thorns and pull the knife out my chest.
I keep searching for something that I never seem to find.
But maybe I won't, because I left it all behind."
I wear my crown of thorns and pull the knife out my chest.
I keep searching for something that I never seem to find.
But maybe I won't, because I left it all behind."
Basics
Birth name: Vixen Layne Xavier
Codename: Panthra
Nickname(s): Vikki, Vix
Alias(es): N/A
Canon or Original: Original
Age: Thirty four
Gender: Female
Species: Mutant
Ethnicity: Romanian, German
Birth date: February fourteenth
Accent: Slight Romanian
Orientation: Heterosexual
Occupation:German Teacher as well as Boy's Football coach at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, ex CIA Agent
Appearance
Eyes: Hazel with a topaz ring around the pupil, very cold and frightening.
Hair: Black as night, very straight and uniformed. Bangs are cut straight across the forehead, length is about twelve inches approximate.
Height: Six feet exactly
Weight: One hundred and forty nine pounds
Body Type: Muscular and toned
Markings: Tattoos on her right arm and left calf, and on the left side of her neck. Family crest is on her right arm, cross on her neck, and red roses and thorns wrapped around her calf.
Appearance: Vixen carries her self very professionally. She wears clean cut, sleek outfits that shows off her toned figure. Her outfit is very bland and colorless. She wears any shade of gray, black, and white. White tank tops, grey and black slacks or skirts, and then black or grey jackets. She also has the habit of keeping a gun, or any other sort of weapon, on her person at all times; which she often blames it on being "force of habit".
Play by: Angelina Jolie
Abilities
Powers: Not only does Vixen have claws, literally sharp, black claws that she can dispense from her knuckles at will. She also has a healing factor that causes any injury that she acquires to heal instantly. Vixen can create claws that sprout from her knuckles at will. In the beginning, the claws were made of a material that closely resembled the human fingernail, but now it is made of a black metal substance. Vixen also has the typical heightened senses as well as natural survival instincts that are present in many feral mutants.
Power Flaws: One of her flaws is the heightened hearing capabilities. Any sonic or high pitched attacks against her could end up doing more damage to her than what she could do to the attacker. Also, and this isn't a power flaw, but one of her weakness is her children. Hold them against her, and she is practically vulnerable.
Weapons: Her claws, her attitude, whatever physical weapon she can get her hands on (guns, knives, etc.)
Past Affiliations: Didn't really care
Current Affiliations: X-Men
Thoughts on The Cure: I honestly don't give a damn about that cure. It's worthless, and it doesn't even work for another thing. It's ridiculous, how they think we can be cured. We're not some damned disease that needs curing. We are who we are, that's it, no "cure" could ever change that.
Mutant Class:4
Personality
Secrets:
1. She puts up a cold front so she doesn't get hurt again.
2. She actually cares more than she lets on.
Likes:
1. Guns, knives, weapons in general
2. Protecting her children
3. Fighting, more importantly fighting dirty (;
4. Helping the little brats of the school learn how to defend themselves
5. Being scary and dark (freaking out the kiddies is fun (; )
6. The Danger Room
7. Destruction
8. Heavy Metal
9. Swearing in Romanian so when she insults someone they don't know what she's saying (;
10. Moonlight, the night, darkness, anything like that
Dislikes:
1. The sun
2. Obnoxious brats
3. Being surrounded by crowds of people
4. Getting hit with cheap shots
5. Being asked too many questions
6. Losing a battle
7. Anyone hurting her children (no.. that's more like hates)
8. Shapeshifters (they annoy her)
9. Cocky SOB's (like her)
10. Arrogance
Habits:
1. teaching
2. yelling at annoying children
3. glancing over her shoulder and around her surroundings frequently
Obsessions:
1. protecting her children
2. getting back at the government for what they did to her
3. finding those like her (feral mutants), those who know what she has been through
Hobbies:
1. teaching
2. sparring
3. clawing things to little itty, bitty pieces
Phobias:
1. losing her children
2. death
Favorite Words:
1. moarte (death in romanian)
2. durere (pain in romanian)
Overall Personality: Vixen has a very interesting personality, some of these traits are some she doesn't show very often. She is very prestigious and holds true to the believe "There is a place for everything and everything is in its place". She is a very organized person and likes things to be in order; she is utterly stressed in a situation of chaos and panic.
But, there is a part of her personality that Vixen shows heavily. She is a bad ass, or so she thinks. She is very cocky and full of herself. She thinks she can't be beat and welcomes a challenge with open arms. She is also very distrusting; she doesn't like to get close to people and often keep those "close" to her on a short leash. They know virtually nothing about her, and she knows little about them. That's how she likes her "friends". She doesn't care for the friendly types, and often avoids them. She is very cold and distant, often seeming to appear fearful as well.
History
Birthplace: Transylvania, Romania
Parents: Tereza Alina Dalca and Charles Xavier
Siblings: None
Spouse/Partner: Aaren Conner O'Riley (Deceased)
Children: Rose Tereza Dalca, Michael Gabriel Dalca
Other Relations: None
Overall History: Vixen grew up in Romania with her mother, Tereza Alina Dalca. She was always told stories of her father when she was little, how it was just a fling when the man was in Romania; this often gave explanation as to why her last name was "Xavier". He was looking into mutant outbreaks in Romania, and that's how he met her mother, and they had some sort of romantic fling during the months he was there, then he had to go home, and she was given the opportunity to go back to America with him, but she refused. But soon after that, Tereza came into knowledge of her pregnancy of Vixen.
Vixen always had the dream of finding her father, so she went to America when she was of the age eighteen. But, when she came to America in search of her father, she found something more. She, in a trick of fate, met Aaren Conner O'Riley when she was deep in search for her father. They met in the romantic movie kind of scene, both bumping into each other, Aaren offering to buy her lunch, and then things hit off. But, even in the heat of love and passion, Vixen had a secret that had manifested in her since birth. She could create sharp claws from the knuckles in her hands, that were of the same material as the human fingernail.
She kept this hidden from Aaren the best she could, but one day, he found out her secret; and he used it to his own advantage. One night, while Aaren was at the government lab facility where he was employed, Vixen was attacked and knocked unconscious. She woke up hours later in Aaren's lab, bound by heavy leather straps. Enraged, she began screaming at Aaren about his betrayal and how he could just let her be treated like a lab rat. After her voice went hoarse, Aaren began his explanation. He told her how he infused her bones and "claws" with a black metal alloy, how he was creating the greatest super weapon he could control, how she was now infused with panther DNA so she was a feral mutant, and then he began explaining what a mutant was.
Outraged, her emotions took control of her actions, and she broke free of the binding, then began attacking her husband. In the end, she killed him for his betrayal, and escaped the laboratory. Weeks after the incident, Vixen went into hiding, then found out she was pregnant with Aaren's child; which later came into light that she was having twins. She gave birth to Rose and Michael Dalca, giving them her surname. They grew up with her being a protective mother, keeping their identities hidden from working for the CIA. With the mutant uprising and possible "mutant cure", Vixen quit the CIA and went in search of her father once more, only to come to find that he was killed. Heartbroken, Vixen was almost tempted to go back to Romania with Rose and Michael, but reconsidered when she saw how happy they were at the school with the fellow "gifted" children. She took up a position teaching German to the students so the two could be near others of their own kind, and grow strong with comrades of their own.
Out of Character
Alias: Mandy
Age: 17
RP Experience: Four almost five years
Characters: None as of yet.
Sample RP:
Vixen walked through the streets slowly, every step like a jolt of a memory. She saw in the streets her and Aaren walking, holding hands, and talking, even laughing. She saw the flower shop where Aaren got their anniversary roses after a year of their marriage. But in those memories, she saw nightmares. Vixen saw the laboratory as she walked, her thoughts consuming her mind, her consciousness. She relived the pain, ever so slightly feeling the jolt of pain circuit through her body. She remembered the cold metal room she was kept in, the leather bindings, the needles that fused her skeleton with the black metal that now replaces her skeletal system.
Then, through the pain, she heard laughter; and her vision faded into a small two story picket-fence-surrounded home that seemed like it would be the “picture perfect home” in any American home and garden magazine. Her children came to mind then, and a slight crack of a smile came to her normally stone cold face. She remembered those days, when they weren’t hunted like the monsters they were. They were actually happy, even though the pain of what her husband, their father, did to her fresh in her mind. Vixen was happy, with her children Rose and Michael; they were all happy. Hearing car horns blaring in the streets, she was shaken from her memories; and looked around the sidewalk paths cautiously as she ducked into an ally, heading back towards the rundown apartment she shared with her now sixteen year old children. It was one of the only places they felt safe, for the moment.
Then, through the pain, she heard laughter; and her vision faded into a small two story picket-fence-surrounded home that seemed like it would be the “picture perfect home” in any American home and garden magazine. Her children came to mind then, and a slight crack of a smile came to her normally stone cold face. She remembered those days, when they weren’t hunted like the monsters they were. They were actually happy, even though the pain of what her husband, their father, did to her fresh in her mind. Vixen was happy, with her children Rose and Michael; they were all happy. Hearing car horns blaring in the streets, she was shaken from her memories; and looked around the sidewalk paths cautiously as she ducked into an ally, heading back towards the rundown apartment she shared with her now sixteen year old children. It was one of the only places they felt safe, for the moment.