Post by trinity patrizo on Sept 8, 2011 22:24:55 GMT -5
| [atrb=style, width: 500px; background-color: black; border-top: 10px solid #585858; border-bottom: 10px solid #585858; border-right: 1px dotted #585858; border-left: 1px dotted #585858; color: white; font-family: monospace; padding: 8 8 8 8; text-align: justify;] "I never asked to be different" TRINITY ALICIA PATRIZO  Full Name: trinity alicia patrizo. Age: seventeen. Gender: female. Alias: trina, alicia, wings. Sexuality: pansexual. Occupation: florist, student. Affiliation: n/a. Canon: no. Face Claim: Nill - Dogs: Bullets and Carnage. P E R S O N A L I T Y ! Likes: watching others learning new things drawing quiet trying her best getting to know others quiet warm weather Dislikes: being teased being alone people ignoring her rude people being pushed around watching others fail always watching not having the strength to do anything herself that she has no courage Strengths: Able to pick up on others moods Is kind to everyone will tell you the truth Will help anyone no mater who you are Weaknesses: Shy Can't say how she feels Is afraid of others judgment Doesn't trust herself. Personality: Trinity has a very calming air about her. She has always had a rather quiet persona about her. Never asking anything from others other than being near them. The female is easy to talk to and will gladly listen to anything that anyone needs to say. It is for this reason that it is so easy for her to get attached to people. This attachment, however, is sometimes mixed with clingingness, and stalking, which she doesn't really understand. The main reason behind her overly helping personality is that she wants someone that wont abandon her, though she would never ask you for such things. Trinity, despite her willingness to help others, is a very shy person. She tries her best to be open and talkative to people and most of the time her willingness helps. However, there are times when she simply can't speak at all around others. Some of the reasons due to, infatuation, respect, etc. Sometimes her quietness is mistaken for being rude, when it is not the reason at all. Trinity will often times stumble over words and bury herself in whatever she can. Normally someone's clothes or even sometimes her own hands. Trinity also has very low self-confidence. Due to multiple dealings in her past and even now, she is very easy to hurt. Trinity is completely open to people, giving most of herself almost instantly. This is the reason that it is so easy to take a blow to her pride. She doesn't understand the meaning of "too much" loyalty. To her everyone has something good about them, no matter how low it may be. She gives everyone a willing chance and easily forgives. However, most of this is at the cost of her own pride, being hurt easily by others and being used. Trinity never stands up for herself however, and will let such things continue no matter how much it hurts. Lastly, Trinity is the type to take pain upon herself. She doesn't tell others about how things hurt her, instead only showing happiness. However, when she is hurt she will constantly suffer alone. It is for this very reason that she doesn't tell others about her sight problems. She can only see shapes and a bit of color, other than that she is completely sightless. However, she has adapted herself hearing wise so that she can survive without her site, relying on that more. A P P E A R A N C E ! Height: 5'2 Weight: 145 Remarkable Features: She always wears wings on her back. Though they are fake sometimes the girl really wishes that they were real. So she could fly away somewhere where she is cared about and away from the world that seems to shun her. Overall Looks: The first thing you notice about the female is that she has a very frail appearance. She isn't anything brawny, and takes the look of a normal school girl. When it comes to color she has a very light skin tone, but not pale, She is of normal height for a girl her age, though she may be a bit short according to some of the taller kids. Her nails are a mess and seem like they have never been really taken care of, and they are short, due to constant biting. Trinity has long blonde hair, that when kept down reaches to her lower back. Normally the girl will pull it up in some fashion. The most common being ribbons on both sides of her head. Normally the colors of the ribbons depend on what she is wearing. She has also been known to wear it in a pig tail, or braided. Her eye color is a soft pale blue. However, if one where to look close they are often not very focused as the girl was born partially blind in them. When it comes to clothing style, Trinity has no real preference. Most of the time, she is seen in her school uniform since she is still a student. When she is not in school her appearance changes depending on her mood. She does however often times like to wear skirts over any thing else. But she does where baggy pants and just plain t-shirts when she knows she is going to be moving around a lot. The one thing that never changes about her appearance however is that she is always wearing a pair of fake wings on her back. Be it in school or out of school. A B I L I T I E S ! Hitman Ability: [LOCKED] Trinity, as a sun flame user, has a special ability. Open using her sun flames, Trinity has the ability to transfer problems from her comrades to herself. Though mostly this is used off battle, it can help during battle as well. For example, if someone is deaf (Denahi), she could for a short time, give the person her own hearing. There is a draw back however, whatever she replaces, she takes on herself, if she gave someone her hearing she would become deaf in the process. This can also be applied both ways. She can also take on status' of another person, say if someone wanted to give her their sight for a moment, she could take on someone's sight, and they would get her lack of sight. this can also be used with transferring wounds. Trinity can transfer other peoples wounds onto herself. However, she can not give them back. Once a wound has crossed over to her body, she can not return it. So if it is life threatening, she would be in as much danger as if she had been the one attacked. There is also a major downfall to her ability no matter what she is doing with it. The person she is switching with must have absolute trust in her, and she to them. If they do not trust one another, her powers will NOT work. There is no time limit on her ability. Meaning, as long as she is within the perimeter of the person she has "traded" or "given" with it stays. Now, Trinity has the ability to release her ability whenever she pleases. Her range for her particular abilities is a five mile radius. Though, when she first unlocks it, it will be much smaller and wont be able to control it for long. Once she learns how to use her flames properly, the radius will extend to the five miles. Flame Type: Sun [LOCKED] |
Ring(s): Sun ring [LOCKED]
Box Weapon:
[LOCKED]
Le ali di Sole ;; Trin's only box weapon. Not really a weapon, once the box is open, it starts a massive growth flame over Trin's body. It concentrates on one thing alone, her fake wings. Moving over them, the flames attach the wings to the females body and makes them grow and become real wings, giving the female the ability to fly. Though it isn't much of an attack, the flames that surround the female's wings can be used as shooting like weapon and shot at opponents. Mostly used for self-defense purposes only, since Trin cant see to aim very well anyway.
Box Animal: N/a
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B A C K G R O U N D !
History:
Trinity was born to Nefret Patrizo. From birth the girl wasn't treated as a normal child should of been. She belonged to a drug addicted mother, which meant she was mostly ignored for most of her childhood. It was a surprise her mother kept her around, just another mouth to feed or even sold her for her drugs. But luck was different for the small blonde. She wasn't sold for drugs and wasn't treated to badly, her mother giving her some attention but only when she wanted to.
Trinity grew up nice to anyone who asked something of her. A bit naive, and a bit to nice the girl was prone to being hurt emotionally. She never let it get her down though and she kept her head up. With such a personality she tried to help her mother as much as she could. Giving the woman everything she asked, even some times getting her her latest drag. Trinity wanted to do anything, anything at all to earn her mothers love.
It was when she was five however that something would happen that would change the female's life. Her mother would be drunk and the blonde had only been trying to help her. However, the woman in no sense had struck at the girl a bottle glass in her hand. The bottle cracked against the little girls face, glass falling into her eyes and braking against her. The girl had cried out in pain and had fainted almost instantly. That would be the last day, the girl would ever see right again.
When she woke, she no longer could see right. Only shapes and sometimes colors would come to her. She was completely useless to her mother now, more of a problem than anything else now. Her mother hadn't changed and barely paid much attention to the blonde, not even realizing she had mostly blinded her own daughter. Trinity never told her what the hit to the face had done, she never told anyone. She swore to herself if she ever had to, she would say she had been born that way and not the other way around.
Trintiy over time, learned to get over her disability. Focusing more on hearing than anything else. It was hard, even seeing blurs, and shapes, it wasn't easy. Due to the style of her sight, she would often come down with horrible headaches. She learned to ignore them, and tried not to use her sight for that purpose alone. Trinity would continue her life as normal and got her wings at the age of ten. After receiving them the girl never took them off.
They were simply to precious to her. They meant so much to her. The girl continued to live the same way with her mother for another seven years. The same old thing over and over. Finally however, she was old enough to ask her mother something very important to the girl. What had happened to her father? Her mother told her very little of the man, and only small details of him. Trinity however, had made the mistake of asking at the wrong time.
The woman went berserk, telling her a few details and that he was in Italy with the mafia. And thew things at the small girl. She of course was hit with them unable to move out of the way. She rushed out of the house running from her mother. The woman shouting curses at her back. Trinity had tears streaming down her face, but not from the pain of the few wounds on her body. No, it was from the pain on her heart.
She had to go to Italy. She had to find her father. He was the only one who could love her. He was the only one she had left. Maybe, he would give her the only thing she had ever wanted from her mother, and something she had never received. Something so powerful, and yet so small. Only one little word. And that word was :
Love.
Notes of interest/Trivia: n/a
Trinity was born to Nefret Patrizo. From birth the girl wasn't treated as a normal child should of been. She belonged to a drug addicted mother, which meant she was mostly ignored for most of her childhood. It was a surprise her mother kept her around, just another mouth to feed or even sold her for her drugs. But luck was different for the small blonde. She wasn't sold for drugs and wasn't treated to badly, her mother giving her some attention but only when she wanted to.
Trinity grew up nice to anyone who asked something of her. A bit naive, and a bit to nice the girl was prone to being hurt emotionally. She never let it get her down though and she kept her head up. With such a personality she tried to help her mother as much as she could. Giving the woman everything she asked, even some times getting her her latest drag. Trinity wanted to do anything, anything at all to earn her mothers love.
It was when she was five however that something would happen that would change the female's life. Her mother would be drunk and the blonde had only been trying to help her. However, the woman in no sense had struck at the girl a bottle glass in her hand. The bottle cracked against the little girls face, glass falling into her eyes and braking against her. The girl had cried out in pain and had fainted almost instantly. That would be the last day, the girl would ever see right again.
When she woke, she no longer could see right. Only shapes and sometimes colors would come to her. She was completely useless to her mother now, more of a problem than anything else now. Her mother hadn't changed and barely paid much attention to the blonde, not even realizing she had mostly blinded her own daughter. Trinity never told her what the hit to the face had done, she never told anyone. She swore to herself if she ever had to, she would say she had been born that way and not the other way around.
Trintiy over time, learned to get over her disability. Focusing more on hearing than anything else. It was hard, even seeing blurs, and shapes, it wasn't easy. Due to the style of her sight, she would often come down with horrible headaches. She learned to ignore them, and tried not to use her sight for that purpose alone. Trinity would continue her life as normal and got her wings at the age of ten. After receiving them the girl never took them off.
They were simply to precious to her. They meant so much to her. The girl continued to live the same way with her mother for another seven years. The same old thing over and over. Finally however, she was old enough to ask her mother something very important to the girl. What had happened to her father? Her mother told her very little of the man, and only small details of him. Trinity however, had made the mistake of asking at the wrong time.
The woman went berserk, telling her a few details and that he was in Italy with the mafia. And thew things at the small girl. She of course was hit with them unable to move out of the way. She rushed out of the house running from her mother. The woman shouting curses at her back. Trinity had tears streaming down her face, but not from the pain of the few wounds on her body. No, it was from the pain on her heart.
She had to go to Italy. She had to find her father. He was the only one who could love her. He was the only one she had left. Maybe, he would give her the only thing she had ever wanted from her mother, and something she had never received. Something so powerful, and yet so small. Only one little word. And that word was :
Love.
Notes of interest/Trivia: n/a
P L A Y E R !
Alias: Neme
Contact Information: pm pwease
Member Title:
Password: bullets don't tread on me
RP Sample:
check alicar?
Contact Information: pm pwease
Member Title:
wings of [i]FATE[/i] Password: bullets don't tread on me
RP Sample:
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