Michael, Gabrielle

[abby]

* GABRIELLE ROSE MICHAEL !

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I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age[/center]

full name: Gabrielle Rose Michael
nicknames: Elle, Ellie, Loki
date of birth: July 29th 1902
date of change: 18
hometown: San Diego, California
species: Nephilim
abilities:

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Twilight/Demigod Physiology: Being a human/spirit hybrid, user will have divine and mortal traits.

Etheral Body: Gain a body composed of pure semi-solid Aether.

Extrasensory/Energy Perception: Possess an incredible psychic perception.

Immortality: Become immune to aging, and live indefinitely without food, drink, sleep, or air.

Invulnerability: Gain immunity to nearly all forms of harm.

Regeneration: Regenerate from any damage if injured.

Shapeshifting: Gain complete control over your own physiology in many ways.

Supernatural Condition: Have a physical/mental condition that surpasses mortal men.

Twilight-Stellar Warping: Generate and Control the essence that exists between Light/Darkness and the Stars.

​Divine Magic: Users can focus the fifth element into a divine form of the "Arcane Craft".

Healing: Heal the wounds of yourself and others.

Illusion Manipulation: Create powerful Illusions to confuse foes.

Photo-Umbrakinesis: Gain a hybrid ability to control the elements of Light/Darkness.

Twilight Warping: Manipulate the unique Twilight energy/matter in a variety of ways.

Power Warping: Manipulate the powers of others to a vast degree.

Twilight Conjuration: Create anything based on the wielder's thoughts, and feelings.

Twilight Dimensional Manipulation: Use the power to manipulate dimensions to a minor level.

height: 5' 9"
weight: 126 lbs
hair: Long and blonde
eyes: Greenish blue
play by: Jennifer Lawrence

likes: fiction, books, drama, romance, wine, strawberries, pranks, humor, video games, hunting, boxing, running, fashion.
dislikes: being told what to do, consequences, movies, television, beer, cats, singing, working, limits, silence.
strengths: friendly, drama, boxing, hunting, talkitive.
weaknesses: magic can affect her, temper, singing.
fears: dying, being hunted.
secrets: complete romantic. never had a boyfriend.
personality: Ellie is one hell of a girl, she is nothing but trouble. But that’s what she likes. She didn’t start off like that. When you meet Ellie she is very polite and friendly. She has charisma and will brighten anyone’s day, well that’s unless she deemed you a victim. She is honestly a human form of Loki. She likes pranks and drama going on everywhere. But she doesn’t like it on herself. The girl is very selective and she shows it. She is very confident and independent. The girl is used to being by herself and likes it. She is a natural born leader and can be a bit controlling at times, but don’t worry, it doesn’t get bad. The thing that is bad is her temper. It can get really out of control, she will black out and not have memory or remorse about happens when she’s out. She’s actually a bit uncaring and reckless. She acts more than she thinks, even though she is seriously smart, but adrenaline is more welcoming than a thought.

mother: Charlotte Torrance White, deceased
father: Her mother knew he was an Angel but not which one. She'd imagined Michael, so dubbed Elle's surname as Michael
siblings: Dominique Lily Fairchild, deceased
other family: Step father, Jude Fairchild, deceased.
other important people: N/A
history: That time was 1901. A woman of twenty fell for a man who seemed unreal. It took only a day or passion and fun to sweep her off her feet and to tear her to pieces. Her name was Charlotte and she was my mother.

The man introduced himself as James, a name my mother knew couldn’t be his, or at least that’s how she told it. He was too surreal to be called “James” but that was that. She used to say her had golden locks and the bluest eyes that would put the daylight sky to shame. But honestly my mother was a romantic and a poet, I would have never believe my father was an angel. She described him as such and swore he was the thing. I didn’t care much in the past.

He left after that day and left the production of myself in her body. As a child is was a fairytale, amazing. Something that seemed like a lifetime instead of a day. And then I grew up a bit. My mother was a woman with a child out of witlock. I wasn’t accepted very much by society at the time and watching children with their fathers, I wouldn’t think an angel would e so cruel to leave us.

But my childhood was horrible. I was shy and quiet. I didn’t get along with most people and most people weren’t accustom to a whore’s child. But I got a great education. My mother’s family put me through private school. I was taught everything a business woman would need at the time. My mother fell into a feminist style when I was about thirteen when she realized my father was only a one in a lifetime thing. Then it was all Independence and such. SHe even got married and had another daughter.

My teenage years became restricted and contrained. I did the only thing a controlled child would do. I rebel. I began getting into trouble and honestly found it more fun to cause drama. So I began with the gossip and the pranks and destruction of the neighborhood. But it wasn’t enough for myself. When I came of age, it sort of intensified by the fact that I was half an angel and normal rules didn’t apply to me and it was the twenties.

Ah yes, the twenties. I love it. Woman were beginning to enter their sexuality and publicizing it. We began smoking and drinking out side of the home. Our hair was chopped and the clothes were flat. It was wonderful. I never became the business woman my mother wanted, nor a nurse society craved. I went to parties and cause drama amoungst the masses. Philip, a man was I involved with only ever called me Loki. I talked freely and gave not a world of care to who heard or what trouble would come it. I was invincible. It was the time and I was finding myself.

One at a time, my abilities began to settle in. Things I couldn’t imagine kicked in. I was eighteen when I came of age and believe the stories once more. I was the product of an angel and my mother. Michael was a proper name for myself and carried it with pride.

But I never looked into what I was, I just let it happen. After a few years of traveling and swooning men I began to realize I didn’t age. I was stuck at eighteen. That was when I became curious. There lores all around, but from what I recall, my immortality sparked earlier than some, leaving my at an ageless state. It made life complicated and I grew accustom to traveling. At my mother’s funeral, I was still eighteen in form but forty at heart. I kept in the shadows knowing only trouble would arise. I left for Europe. I spent incriments of ten years in each country. Then returned to the States just to do the same.

All I did was study and read. I enjoyed life and what was given. I wanted knowledge and art. But I felt like a child after awhile and went back to being reckless. I began the drama again and honestly I missed it completely. The chaos and entertainment. Humanity had it all, like in the books I read, but to have it live. Pure ecstacy for myself.

Can you believe I am over a hundred? I can’t I still feel young and full of life. But sadly it is time for some change. I’m moving onto the next city. Mystic Falls. I heard rumors about it being the supernatural capitol. I’ve met quite a few interesting peoples over the years myths coming to life and being put to rest. It all led me here.

With the bonds I saved, leased a small house and am ready to begin a new life here.

your name: abby
age: twenty
experience: too much
who you play: soon to be Gabrielle Michael
how to contact you: email or pm
how you found us: good question
role play sample:Lily sat on a stool in a café. The café was located in the station and held many people leaving and coming to unknown destinations. Well it was unknown to Lily. She had a cup of coffee in her hand and she was taking small sips from it. Her eyes went over a dozen or few souls before they set on a young woman looking frantic. That was when everything stopped. Lily looked around and stood up. She dodged all the still person before turning one off angle and the other the same. The pink haired girl went back to her seat and time went back to normal.

The woman tilted her head a bit when the man and woman bumped right into each other. It was a cliché, and those were her favorite to play out. She finished off her coffee before she disappeared into the crowd. Lily stood next to the man. She noted some encouragements before leading him into the idea of a date with her. The question was in the air and she nudged the girl to say yes. It was one of those moments and it didn’t take much to create. The girl had loads of happiness flowing through her. Now it was just to wait until the date and then Lily could make some more magic happen.

The girl looked around the station and noticed the time. Sunset should start not too long from now. The girl went to the bathroom and soon beamed herself out and onto the golden gate bridge. Why? Best view in San Fran honestly. But Lily was not alone there was another cupid with her. Or well half cupid, Lily could sense it. The girl went and sat down next to her. “I feel sadness from you.” It was an odd thing to say, but nothing about Lily was normal.

“May I help with something?” she gave her a sweet smile.

[Damon Salvatore]

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