Post by Panthera on Oct 10, 2010 15:08:49 GMT -5
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,
MAY I INTRODUCE
MAY I INTRODUCE
CHRISTINE[/color][/size] DESIREE LEONTINE
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I want my innocence back
And if you can't give it to me
I will cut you down
And I will run you through
With the dagger you sharpened
On my body and soul
Before you slit me in two
And then devoured me whole
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Me in a Nutshell
And if you can't give it to me
I will cut you down
And I will run you through
With the dagger you sharpened
On my body and soul
Before you slit me in two
And then devoured me whole
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Me in a Nutshell
Characters full name: Christine Desiree Leontine
Nicknames: Panthera, Chris, Chrissy, Kitten
Age & birthdate: Twenty Eight. October 13
Gender: Female
Affiliation: X-men
Sexuality: Bisexual, but tends towards Men
Face Claim: Eva Green
How I look Now
Hair: Long brown hair, normally worn down or in a pony-tail
Eyes: A bright sapphire blue in almond shaped eyes that seem to almost have the ability to stare right through you.
Look Description Five foot eight inches. One hundred and fifty pounds. Very curvy structure to her body, as well as flexible.
Done it Myself: N/A
It just Happened: N/A
More in Depth?
Personality:
Her personality is closely related to her mental state, which has, sadly, deteriorated over the years of her being connected to the feline animals. It is at times that Christine actually has the personality of a cat. She is very playful and loves to get what she wants. It is actually sometimes during this that she can become dangerous, her mind doesn't exactly tell the difference between friend or foe when she is in her cat form. When she is having to fight against an enemy, Christine is known to disregard some rules or even commands. This once again, falls to the feline mind state that has set in. If she is cornered or sees that a companion has fallen and in need of help, Christine will go berserk, if you will.
Christine also has a problem with depression that has been with her since her younger years as a child. She doesn't like people to know about that problem she has and she will keep it to herself, the only way you can tell is if you are actually close to her and see her change. This has caused Christine to be a little cautious when getting close to people, but she has decided that she needs more friends then just her cats and of course human beings can be, some of them, sympathetic.
Being a human with a very close affiliation with the feline species, Christine is a very promiscuous and sexual creature. She does not have a preference when it comes to men or women, though she hasn't yet found a woman who has truly done it for her enough for Christine to actually bed her. Christine isn't afraid to flirt, especially if it will end with just a fling and no connections. Christine also has a tendency to be a huge tease towards me. She loves to see them squirming because of what she is doing to them. It gives her a certain sense of power. Not to mention that also goes to the feline side of her, since cats are sometimes known as teases. There are certain men Christine loves to sink her claws into, really they have to be rough and ready for a good 'tumble in the sack'. She thinks love making is fine, but until she finds the right person, she only truly cares about the fun in everything.
Mom’s name: Rhiannon Leontine Nee Elenor(Deceased)
Dad’s name: Armand Leontine The Second(Deceased)
Siblings names: N/A
Other important relatives: Armand Leontine The First(Deceased)
What I can Do and Can't
Powers:
Animal Transformation: Christine has the ability to transform her body into any animal under the genus of Panthera. This consists of Lions, Tigers and other big cats.
Superhuman Senses: The enhanced sight, smell and hearing that is typical for the feline creatures. This also allows her to see in the dark.
Superhuman Reflexes: This isn't one that is a higher level. She is only able to use her reflexes quickly if she is expecting the attack.
Abilities:
Stealth: Christine was trained over the years as a tactical stealth agent. Her powers allow her to sneak through areas that others may not have been able too.
Language: Can speak French, English, Spanish, Japanese, Chinese and Romanian(Strangely)
Medical: Being in fights when you have to run right afterwards has taught Christine a bit of medical skills that are very valuable to others who might be wounded out on the field. She is also a great help in the Medical bay.
Fighting: Is trained in Savate style fighting.
Weaknesses: Any bullet, sword or technically weapon can stop Christine. A shot to the heart or head will kill her since she doesn't have a healing factor.
Her Superhuman senses can be deterred. A strong smell, especially if it is horrible, will throw a scent off, making her not want to go near the area. Her eyes are able to see slightest movements but if you add more then one type of movement together in a group, you can throw her off as well.
Her reflexes are based on if she can see it coming. So, if she doesn't know an attack is coming then she will not be able to dodge it or even block it.
When it comes to her animal mimicry, Christine cannot speak to humans when she is in her forms. Her mind actually reverts to that of a feline brain, meaning she growls and roars as well as purrs. She also will act like a cat as well, meaning that at some times she is unable to tell the difference between friend or foe, or even human or prey.
What Happened to Me
Christine's birth was both a surprise as much as it was a miracle. It was believed that neither Armand or his wife would be able to have a child. This lead to the young girl being spoiled by both her mother, father and grandfather. Everything was going perfectly, and the family would have continued to live happily ever after as if it was in a fairy tale, until the day of Christine's tenth birthday.
For her birthday, Christine received a black stuffed kitten as her father was allergic to the real things. She didn't care, instead she was just as happy to have a kitten and didn't care if it was stuffed or not. As the adults talked amongst themselves, Christine was left to her own devices. She didn't know how it started, but her body started to ache and pain began to shoot throughout. She let out a scream or anguish as the pain continued and her mother ran to her side. She was horrified when her daughter's form began to change right before her eyes, even as she held the young girl.
Instead of the petite blond that had been in her arms, there was now a small roaring lion. The size of the lioness grew some as it moved in her arms, scratching and clawing as it issued cries of its own. Rhiannon dropped the lion and called out calling her husband and father-in-law into the room. The lioness was watching all of them, fear and pain emitting from her body and she didn't know what was causing it. All she did know was that she was being cornered by this people. As all three began to advance, she suddenly attacked and did not stop until the last breath was taken from all of them.
Of course, the French police were called upon the scene and the witnessed the lioness change back into a ten year old girl. Not knowing what to do, they took the child back to headquarters and called the government who when took her under their control. From then on, Christine was trained to be a tactile specialist. The government was fortunate she did not truly remember what had happened that day, but did believe that someone killed her family and they had saved her.
As she grew up, the truth became evident and depression set in. This, however, did not stop Christine from escaping the control of the French government. She ran off and began to travel to different parts of the world. She lived in Japan, China, Spain, Romania and then finally settled in the United States. Her mother had still been a United States citizen which had given Christine dual citizenship as well.
While she had been roaming around New York, trying to find a job of some sorts, she had run into Xavier who seemed to know everything about her and offered her a home and a place to stay. She took him up on his offer, trusting in him completely and she began to live among the students and the other teachers.
Although she did live among them and did see the arrival of the mutant Wolverine, Christine kept to the shadows a bit and to herself. She did find Logan interesting but found no true interest in getting herself involved with the major problems. She was often known to disappear for a few months and then come back. It was during one of her disappearances that the attack on the mansion happened. Christine returned on the outskirts and saw the men at the mansion and almost instantly turned tail and left, hoping to find any who had escaped to help and get the mansion back to the way it was before.
The very Real you
your name: Panthera
your age: 20
experience: Uh...going on nine to ten years now.
contact: PM me for anymore information.
how you found us: RPG Directory
writing sample:
Christine had to keep herself from hissing as she continued to hear the words that the man was speaking. He didn’t understand everything that was going on and she wasn’t going to take this kind of abuse from him. Of course, she just ignored his words, acting as if she hadn’t heard him but she couldn’t help but think that what he said was true. No matter what, ever since Stane had taken over, everybody had looked upon them as the bad guys, it seemed nothing would make things right unless Stane was taken out. She let her hand move back up to the choker around her neck and her slender fingers twitched, wanting to grab it and pull, but she knew that would only send the unwelcome shock through her body, making her fall to her knees in pain. She didn’t want that to happen and let this man see her at her weakest point, there was no reason for him to know the true troubles that she was going through, let him continue to think that she was one of Stane’s faithful agents, it was a delusion anyone could live in.
Her head tilted to the side at his words but she gave it a soft shake before letting her eyes move to look around the area. The people who had been lounging out on their porches had taken refuge in their houses, but they still watched from their windows, wanting to see what was going on. She wanted them all to just mind their own business, why were humans so curious. She narrowed her eyes some as she felt a soft growl form in her throat, this was getting far to frustrating, it should have been easy, but then again no true assassin was going to be taken without a fight. Back when she actually was a free assassin she made sure she had certain pills on her person just incase she was taken by someone just like Stane. It was just her luck that the agents that had captured her had taken the pills before she could even swallow one.
The sound of gunfire caused Christine’s head to jerk up and she saw her second in command fall to the ground, seven bullet holes in his chest. She couldn’t help but sigh softly, her right hand moving to her forehead and pressing her palm against it. They had talked about what this man could do, they had taken every precaution and now he was dead on the ground, great. Her hand slowly moved down to her side as she watched Lawton move behind a car and use it for a shield. No doubt he was putting on the mask that Deadshot was so famous for, but that would mean things would be harder for her boys. She let out a soft growl as she closed her eyes slowly, it seemed that things were taking a turn for the worst.
She whipped around to look behind her when Lawton shot at the back of a car, making oil and gas start to spill. She let her eyes narrow as her mind started to work overtime, wondering what it was this man was planning. She was good for more then just her powers and she wasn’t about to show then to Lawton just yet, no they would be used when it was only desperate. The car had stopped driving and Christine turned and walked towards it, opening the door and pulling the man out from the drive’s seat. She leaned in and pulled the car out of park as well as disabling the brakes. Turning the wheel, Christine aimed it towards some of the houses and she pushed herself out of the car, rolling when she hit the ground. But she wasn’t finished yet, as she pushed herself up, she moved over to where the oil and gas was still seeping onto the ground and she pulled a lighter out of her pocket, a smirk on her lips as she let her eyes move over to Lawton. It wasn’t what she truly wanted to do, but she had to get this job done and this would most likely cause a disturbance that her men could use to their advantage. So with that out of her mind, Christine flicked the lighter so the flame was licking the air and then she dropped it on the liquid, watching as it started to follow the car. If it reached the gas tank and it was still full the car would explode.
A grim expression had fallen onto her face as she watched the fire chase after the car, her blue eyes, almost seeming dead at this point moved over to look at Lawton and her head tilted to the left as her eyes stared at him, wondering if he would save the people that could get hurt or just let them die.
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