Chaos Anderson

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welcome to the wings...

AlexisJunoAnderson !

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WHO ARE YOU ?

name !Alexis Juno Anderson
nicknames !Often likes to be called called "Chaos," just 'cause. Also called mundane things like Lex and Juno, or anything from "unique" to "freak."
age !15
sexual orientation !Straight
gender !Female
hometown !A lab somewhere in the middle of nowhere
current residence !Differs from one day to the next.
species !Bird kid, with specifically falcon DNA.

WHAT'S YOU'RE STYLE ?

height !6'0"
weight !107
skin tone !Caucasian, but not pale.
hair color !Black
body build !Very slender, but strong. She might be described as wiry, but still feminine in form.
eye color !Dark brown
permanent accesories !Besides the wings? A spiderweb-like tattoo on her shoulder, which she got just to be annoying, and one pierced ear. Also, she is never without her headband, even when it would be considered rude to wear it.
basic style !She is fairly casual, normally wearing jeans and T-Shirts. Contrary to the picture, she hates skirts, and people who try to control her dress are lucky she consents to wearing anything as fancy as clean shirts and pants. She can make her own clothes. She likes to have her hair back behind her headband, and when she is forbidden to do that(if forbidding it actually works) she uses it to put her hair into a ponytail. She usually dresses exactly the way the people trying to control her don't want her to dress.

AND YOUR PERSONA ?

likes !The outdoors, bad weather, flying in said bad weather, annoying evil scientists, spontaneity, chaos, sweets, and whatever else happens to come to mind.
dislikes !Order, evil scientists that she doesn't annoy, too much sunshine, being stuck on the ground, small spaces, ("small" meaning smaller than about a hundred yards in all dimensions) boredom, not being able to think of stuff to do or say.
fears !Small spaces, whitecoats, losing her wings.
goals !Living to be a hundred, not having to worry about people trying to kill her, making friends.
hobbies !Annoying people she doesn't like, flying just for the heck of it, doing completely unplanned things, and running from the cops and similar entities.
strengths !flight, physical strength, agility, intelligence, and melee combat
weaknesses !Distance combat, speed on the ground, pride, likes to tease her enemies too much, not willing to flee when she needs to.

WHAT'S YOUR PAST ?

family background ! her parents were unknown donors, and she's looked through files that say they were terminated for knowing too much.
housing type !If living in a cage in a lab counts as "poor," then poor.
basic possessions !A cloth headband/ponytail holder, a journal and pen, her clothes, and anything she can find, before she sells it.
pets !She befriends the odd hawk or coyote in her travels, but never "keeps" them, per se. The closest thing she has to a "pet" is a falcon who she calls Mercury, who follows her around and with whom she shares hunting duties and food.
powers !She can sense and control emotions to an extent, and can change simple things about her appearance, like hair color, eye color, height, etc. Also, all animals can understand her speech, though she doesn't have to speak their language, and they can speak to her.
history !She was born, tested, trained, and tortured, in a hidden lab facility in the middle of nowhere. She doesn't know where it is, and doesn't want to know. She realized her potential for power when she was about eight, having been forced to be rather serious about things. She helped the lab animals that were there, freeing many. Those she freed tried to help her, but she couldn't escape until she tested her power on a human who subsequently freed her. She ran, or rather flew, away, and since then has lived wherever she could.

She moved into a cave near the Grand Canyon for quite a while, learning to cook her own food and make her own clothes. However, of course, the whitecoats turned up, at which point she teased them a great deal and got away. She has always lived mostly on fast food from Dumpsters, and the occasional prey animal of some kind. She is discovered quite a bit, and was once taken to Washington DC to be used as a national weapon, but every time something like this happens, she simply taunts those responsible until they're tearing out their hair, and then flies away. She thrives on chaos and spontaneity, and usually just goes where she pleases, but if a human with a good heart needs help, she helps them.

WHAT'S BEHIND THE KEYBOARD ?

offline name !Kate
age !Undisclosed
experience !I don't really know what to put here... I go on some RP sites, though few are all that active and like to think that I am fairly literate.
other characters !None
roleplay sample !
Alexis coasted easily on an air current, gliding down to an unseen cave. A few bats fluttered uneasily when she entered, but they’d mostly stopped reacting to her a while ago. A scrawny falcon followed her in, landing on her shoulder. She yelped. “Hey! I thought I told you not to do that without warning me!” Of course, the falcon answered. I would have, but there wasn’t any time. Snorted derisively, she replied. “Yeah, right, Mercury. You can always find time to talk.” Mercury screeched a falcon laugh. True. Very true.

Ruffling and folding in their wings almost in unison, the two friends chatted companionably for a while, perching at the cliff-face edge of their cave. This was a good place for them to stay. It was better than the first cave, since one could only get in by flying or scaling the near-vertical cliff below them. Here she felt safe. Finally, Mercury asked a question Alexis had expected for some time. What’s to eat, Chaos? Again, she laughed. “I was expecting that. Do you like your jackrabbit charred or raw?”
other !Nothing I can think of.

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