Eve Thompson
Jan 19, 2014 22:31:31 GMT -6
Post by Eve Thompson on Jan 19, 2014 22:31:31 GMT -6
EVE THOMPSON
Who Are You
Name:
Eve Thompson
Nicknames
N/A
Age:
23
Gender:
Female
Creature/Powers:
Human
Origin:
Ames, Iowa
What Do You Look Like?
Hair Color:
She keeps it short with a little style thrown in. But she doesn't pay that much attention to her hair.
Eye Color:
Eve's eyes are a dark green that seemed to sparkle when she working a hard case
Height:
5'6'
Weight:
128 LBS
Scars:
Eve has a few scars on her back, stomach, and chest from being on the force. A knife wound on her lower back(left), bullet that went clean through her shoulder(left), two grazed bullet scar on her bicep(right), and a few grazes on her legs as well.
Tattoos:
N/A
Piercings:
N/A
Appearance:
She keeps her clothing simple since it could be torn or trashed at any given moment. Almost all of her jeans are torn and she keeps them tight so as not to snag on anything when working. Eve doesn't own any dressy clothes, dress, or even a pair of heels. It is only Her frame is medium build with a little bulk from her work outs. She wears little jewelry and make-up
What Are You Like?
Likes:
- Guns
- Pineapples
- Working
- Jeans
- Blue
- Authority
- Television
- Work-outs
- Humans
- Cats
- Chinese Food
- Fighting
Dislikes:
- Monsters/Powers/Demons
- Flowers
- Coats and Jackets
- Cute
- Computers
- Dogs
- Driving
- Peanut Butter
- Music
- Bees
- Romance
- Pink
Skills:
- Eve is highly trained in guns and explosives.
- She is an expert and sneaking, martial arts, and killing.
Abilities:
- She can name a gun, the damage, and amount in magazine by looking at it.
- Pretty decent when taking a man twice her size in a fighting match.
- Good at demanding respect in a room, at least that is what she thinks.
Strengths:
- She is always serious and never jokes about anything.
- Not a liar even when on a job.
- She gives the respect that she demands.
Weaknesses:
- Weak in social skills.
- A human in a monster world.
- Can be too demanding.
Fears:
- Dying
- Failing a mission
- Parties
Personality Traits:
Eve is a hard one to reach. She is always closed off since her job is so dangerous. Her attitude and demeanor usually keeps people at bay. With keeping to herself she does show respect for anyone that approaches her and speaks to her with the same respect. She strongly believes in treating others how one wants to be treated. Her list of friends is so small she would tell you her only friend is her cat.
She takes her job very seriously being on the special forces team with the police department. You would never hear her crack a joke, singing in the shower, or gossiping about a crush. Eve is silent, cold, and deadly.
She takes her job very seriously being on the special forces team with the police department. You would never hear her crack a joke, singing in the shower, or gossiping about a crush. Eve is silent, cold, and deadly.
What Have You Done?
Family:
Mother and Father are both deceased and she has no surviving family she cares about.
Pets:
A tabby cat named Mandarin.
Back Story:
When she was young, Eve dreamed of becoming a police officer. She never wanted to anything else and always worked to be the best at it. Her ambitions were high and she knew they would pay off. Her parents always supported her in her decisions and even helped as much as they could. Her father would help her with homework and her mother would help her get into shape when she became a teenager and learned about the training academy's training regiment. After passing all of her exams and the course, she was off to learn everything.
While away, she received a phone call after dinner at the Police Academy. Her parents were driving home and crashed with a drunk driver. She grieved in solitude till she felt she could no longer feel pain. Eve went on after that as if nothing happened. Her mood, daily tasks, and personality never altered after the news. She refused to go to the funeral since they were dead. In her mind they would not care if she was there or not since they were parted from this world. She just put more focus into her training and even went beyond that, taking extra classes to learn everything she could.
After her graduation she was told she would be relocating to Northbell City since they had a recent jump in crime. Eve took the job without any doubt or deciding and packed up and moved.
Northbell City had all sorts of crimes happening that the papers were keeping quiet. After arriving and they saw what she could do the promoted her to Special Forces where she did more then jut rode around in a cruiser chasing down people speeding. She would be doing SWAT and undercover work. This is were she started her hatred for anything with powers. Everyone she tailed seemed to only use them to better themselves at the mercy for others like her. Human. The more she did the more her loathing grew.
It didn't take long for the Cult to take notice.
A recruiter brought her in and used their own brand of magic. Words. She latched on to the thought but thought about what it could do. After all the only ones taking an lose were humans while anything different stayed around. She took their jobs. Chasing down elements, demons, anything that was different. She quickly noticed that even though they fought with powers they all went down the same with cold, hard, metal bullets through the heart.
While away, she received a phone call after dinner at the Police Academy. Her parents were driving home and crashed with a drunk driver. She grieved in solitude till she felt she could no longer feel pain. Eve went on after that as if nothing happened. Her mood, daily tasks, and personality never altered after the news. She refused to go to the funeral since they were dead. In her mind they would not care if she was there or not since they were parted from this world. She just put more focus into her training and even went beyond that, taking extra classes to learn everything she could.
After her graduation she was told she would be relocating to Northbell City since they had a recent jump in crime. Eve took the job without any doubt or deciding and packed up and moved.
Northbell City had all sorts of crimes happening that the papers were keeping quiet. After arriving and they saw what she could do the promoted her to Special Forces where she did more then jut rode around in a cruiser chasing down people speeding. She would be doing SWAT and undercover work. This is were she started her hatred for anything with powers. Everyone she tailed seemed to only use them to better themselves at the mercy for others like her. Human. The more she did the more her loathing grew.
It didn't take long for the Cult to take notice.
A recruiter brought her in and used their own brand of magic. Words. She latched on to the thought but thought about what it could do. After all the only ones taking an lose were humans while anything different stayed around. She took their jobs. Chasing down elements, demons, anything that was different. She quickly noticed that even though they fought with powers they all went down the same with cold, hard, metal bullets through the heart.