Alice

[Samael]

Alice;;
is now entering it's all in yer mind

About You;;
behind the RPer

Name: Kody
Age: 17 Tuesday
Years of Rping: 4-5
Contact: You know them

ID Tag;;

Alias: Alice (named herself that after seeing a bottle of Alice White Wines)
Name: Lisa Lane Landers
Gender: Female
Orientation: Bi
Age: 26
Species: Human
Job: None
Religious Affiliation: None

Dear Diary;;

Specialties:
1. Advance Knowledge of fighting
2. Telekinesis
3. Immune to change
4. Heightened Reflex’s

Summary:
She was taken into a government program to be the ultimate hunter. She was genetically altered to the point were she could not be changed by other outside sources. Such as vampires, or were-creatures. Although even at a young age she was proven to be very strong in Telekinesis it only grew as time went on to the point she could lift five hundred pounds max with her power. Her reflex’s were also heightened to a point where she could counter some quick moves by vampires and were creatures. Also being in this program she was trained in many forms of martial arts, swords, guns, hand to hand, even taking things around you and using them as a weapon.

Weakness:
1. Memory
2. Can’t use Telekinesis while drugged
3. Regular Human Weaknesses

Summary:
Alice cannot remember anything of her past. Age, birthday, where she was born, name, nothing comes to mind. Anything she does she just does cause it comes to her in one way or another. Rather it be fighting someone, math, writing, or driving a vehicle.. She needs to eat, she needs to sleep, just like any other humans, so most of there weaknesses apply. Also she cannot use telekinesis when drugged, she needs a clear mind when using it. She can use it in fighting and such but with drugs your mind is often blurred and fuzzy.

Appearance;;

Looks: Early Twenties
Hair: Natural Dirty blond but her hair color changes with her masters
Eyes: Light Green
Height: 5’8
Marks: Barcode Tattoo on her inner left thigh
Race: Ukrainian born American
Skin Tone: Pale to sometimes Tan
Body Type: Slim, athletic, has lean muscle but it packs a punch
Clothing Style: Anything she can get her hands on
Footwear: Anything that she’s given

Summary:
Alice stands at a height of 5’8 and weighs in at a good hundred twenty pounds. Very slim for her height but most of that is muscle with very little fat. She has a black barcode tattoo on her inner left thigh which she has never paid any mind too. So if the government lost her that was on her body because it was one of the ways to identify her encase of death. She wears any clothes that she is given and she gives everything her own style. All she needs is a pair of scissors and she can turn the most horrid of things into beautiful pieces to fit her.

Known as a small beauty no one has yet to lay good hands on her. Most of the slave owners like a more lively slave, and knowing that she must be constantly induced on drugs to keep her in any form of safety is a turn off for buyers. Also that she hates being touched just continues to lower her ever so low price. Everyone thinks she is weak for being such a small figure and slim weight but those who have under estimated her have learned the hard way how strong she is.

Personality;;

Likes:
1. Clothes
2. Food
3. Roof over her head

Dislikes:
1. Being touched
2. Rain
3. Chains and collars
4. Drugs

Flaws:
1. Listens to most commands
2. Physical Touch with people
3. Easily Angered

Blessings
1. Strong Willed
2. Kind
3. Ruthless

Summary:
Ever since her escape from the government and introduction into slavery she has embraced the simple things in life. Such as food in her stomach, clothes on her back and a roof over her head. She doesn’t remember escaping from the government but all she has known is slavery ever since being found. She highly dislikes being touched by anyone. It makes her skin crawl to even have a finger on her. Also she has lived outside a good deal since she escaped and hates the rain. She swares its her enemy sometimes. Also another deep dislike is chains and collars, she knows she can break out of these easily, but she doesn’t have the endurance to run away from her pursuers.

In her short time with Slavery she is known as “Angry Alice” cause her temper is hair triggered and she has a strong will, no one has been able to break her yet. She listens to most of her commands, since she has been with slave runners most of this time she has been doing megger tasks cause while doing them she is drugged to a point of little thinking.

Background Check;;

Family Members: Mother (Alive) Father (Alive)
School Attended/Attending: None, government taught her all she needed to know
Grade Level:11th Grade Education
History:
Long ago in New York City Lisa Lane Landers was born to a loving mother and father. Lisa lived like any other child did during those days in the loving care of her mother while her father worked as a door to door salesman. As life went on Lisa proved to be a intelligent child, and when she was little as the age of two small objects such as toys and doors would move and close by themselves. The parents always dismissed these occurrences as the ‘paranormal’ so the let it be.

One day at the age of four Lisa and her mother were attending a local mini mart. The young girl had managed to get away from her mother and go into the next aisle which was the famous ‘candy aisle’ decked with home made candy from shelf to shelf. Laying her eyes on a large chocolate rabbit neigh big as her she clung onto it as if it were the real thing. Her mother finding her seconds later walked into the aisle and prided her child’s hands from the enormous candy rabbit.

But of course the young Lisa started to throw a tantrum which lead to all the shelves of candy flying off in every which direction. A police official who was also in the store at that time stood at the end of the aisle watching the seen unfold, after the chaos was over there stood a clear circle around the little girl. Quickly the man dropped his groceries and ran from the mini mart. Contacting the local government agency about the occurrence.

Over the last several years the super natural had been rearing its head up all around the glove. Vampires, were-wolves, and even humans who had special powers such as this girl. The government sent out one of there best men to watch the mini mart, track the mother home, and to steal the young Lisa at night. Which went successfully and with out a problem in there plan.

She was entered into a hunter program, somewhat like a super-natural-solider. That would be able to go hand and hand with the super natural. She was altered, she was touched frequently. Needles and IV’s in her arms and legs even in her temples and the tests were run on her constantly. When she wasn’t being pumped full of questionable fluids she was being tutored by the best.

Writing, reading, math, history, weapons, fighting, what little time she had to herself was spent sleeping. As the years rolled on they perfected her, making her super strong, fast, and evening so far as to give her super human healing. Her telekinetic powers only advanced with time, as she learned how to control them. One night while she was in her holding cell.

She was binding from neck to toe, and a cloth bag was put over her head. Being so far as also to be strapped with leather down to a table and that table bolted into the floor. She managed to wiggle her head enough to get the cloth sack off of her face, and the rest was in the hands of her powers. As she unfastened the leather straps and other such things she kicked down the door steel door of her holding cell and escaped.

Bullets bouncing off of her as she blocked them with telekinetic powers alone. Finally getting to the edge of the line she stood atop a rather sheer drop to a watery death below. Men with pistols surrounded her and one fired off a round. It took her square in the shoulder as she fell backwards and into the waters below. Only to be found on a beach a day later nude and unconscious. She was taken in by a local who worked for a slave ring. Instantly she was drugged and put into it. Going at top dollar for not only being a virgin but also a beauty.

Instantly she was taken by her new master to his estate. Several hours it took them to arrive there but once they did, her new master had no time to waste. He bid his other servants away as he threw the poor girl on a couch and ripped what little clothing was left. Himself ripping away as his clothes but as he was starting to come down on her, her eyes opened wide. Where was she at? Who was she? Why was this man naked above her. Instantly she brought two feet up and kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying back into a expensive table.

She was quick, quick as possible for a human as she was behind him and holding him in place with her telekinesis.. ”Who am I? Where am I? Who are you?!” Her anger got the better of her and she ripped the poor vampires arm clean clear from his body. Then she started to run, run faster than she ever had before. A flock of vampires chased after her and caught up with her. Her master refunded her with the local slave trade and ever since her first master and what happened with him she has remained drugged and dazed.

No person has bothered to buy her yet, so as the auctions go she is always the last one to be brought out. Asking the lowest of prices for her, a price so low that not even the person auctioning her can quite believe.

Code Word:
'do the mashed potatoe, do the twiste'

Application Status:
Finished

Mad Skills;;

Laying in a bed with a IV In her arm, keeping a constant drip to keep her non-aware of her surroundings. She almost couldn’t handle this anymore, but slowly watched the bag empty as her vision went in and out. Weekly she pulled the needle out of her arm and sighed. Slowly and surely she was coming out of this weak drug induced state. Staring over at the door it slowly pushed to a lock as she rolled over on her side and dry lurched. They hadn’t fed her today, good she didn’t need good food to be thrown up. She ripped off the IV needle and threw it on the floor, she hated this.

Becoming more and more lively by the second she was finally full aware of her surroundings, something she hadn’t been in a long time. Looking over at the door the handle started to jiggle back and forth as two male guards started to force there way in. Giving it all she got she held the door closed with her thoughts. Finally she reached into the drawer were the needles were kept and she opened them one by one as she threw them to the floor, finally as the door gave way and fell in all the needles arouse from the floor and were aimed dead on at her enemy.

They punctured and hurt them but it wasn’t enough as in there own hand they had a needle of there own. As they brought the hand of doom down upon her she held it off with her own power and telekinesis alone but it wasn’t enough as finally it was stuck into her arm and the plunger was pushed down. Slowly, she fell into a sleep as the guards simply laughed. Another failed mission to get out of this place.