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 MUNROE, ororo
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Posted: Mar 23 2008, 08:45 PM


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[Ororo Munroe; Storm]



[The Narrator]



Name/Online Alias: Lizzie
Age: Twenty three!
RP Experience: Oh gosh, probably upwards of six years or more now! 
Where did you hear about us? It was linked on Tick Tock, where I’m an Admin.
Member Title: let the {rain} fall down
Other Characters: --
Password: Admin Edit :: password removal


[This May Call For A Proper Introduction]



Name: Ororo Monroe
Codename: Storm
Nickname(s): "Beautiful Windrider", Mutate #20, White King, Weather Witch, 'Ro
Age:
Occupation:
Faction: X-Men
Home: Manhattan, New York
Financial Status:



[This is Just the Prologue]



Portrayal: Halle Berry
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: White
Body Type: Athletic, slender
Piercings/Scars/Tattoos/Distinguishing Markings:
Height: Five feet, eleven inches
Weight: One hundred and twenty seven pounds


[Good, Good, Now We're Making Some Progress]



Likes: [at least ten]
Dislikes:[at least ten]
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Mutation: Storm is a mutant who possesses the psionic ability to manipulate weather patterns over limited areas. She can stimulate the creation of any form of precipitation such as rain or fog, generate winds in varying degrees of intensity up to and including hurricane force, raise or lower the humidity and temperature in her immediate vicinity, induce lightning and other electrical atmospheric phenomena, and disperse natural storms so as to create clear change. Storm can direct the path of certain atmospheric effects, such as bolts of lightning, with her hands. Storm is immune to the effects of all weather. Her body changes to compensate for the extremes she engineers; i.e. her body temperature would rise as she caused her surroundings to become cold. She can change the body temperature of anyone by manipulating that temperature and lowering or raising it. The elemental manipulation of the human body also gives her the stunning ability to drain the electrical energy from mutants brainwaves that will literally cause them to lose power.

Storm’s control over the atmosphere is such that she can create certain effects over a specific area while shielding smaller areas within that region. For example, she can create a rainstorm around herself but prevent the raindrops from touching her. Storm can also create atmospheric phenomena over very small areas, such as creating a rainstorm small enough to water a single potted plant. Storm is an ecopath and has an empathy/affinity for the earth. She is aware of every living thing and can even "sense" if a tree is ill. She also has the potential to wield white magic because her ancestors were priestesses.

The limit to the size of the area over which Storm can manipulate the weather is not yet known. However, she once diverted the jet stream so as to create storms over the entire East Coast of the United States. She can create weather effects within indoor areas or within artificially maintained environments. By manipulating the wind Storm can fly at incredible heights and speeds. Not only can she stop most physical attacks with her powers, but she can also generate electric fields, magnetic fields, high-density pressure fields, strong pressure domes that can cut through a mountain and even electromagnetic fields. Storm can thus travel as fast as any wind can, and has reached speeds up to 300 miles per hour. Her powers over the atmosphere enable her to breathe at any speed, protect her from air friction, and grant her limited immunity to extreme heat and cold. Storm is also able to generate an electrolysis field underwater to surround herself and her teammates with a globe of oxygen in their proximity.

Storm is also able to alter her visual perception so as to perceive electrical energy patterns as well as those factors responsible for existing meteorological phenomena in her surrounding environment.

+ Some information taken from Marvel Directory, some from here
Mutation Weaknesses: Storm can only manipulate weather patterns as they exist in nature. For example, she can end a drought in one area by creating torrential rains there, but that would necessitate robbing all available moisture from the surrounding areas. Storm is not able to create atmospheric conditions that do not exist naturally on the planet she is on. For example, Storm is unable to lower temperatures as far as absolute zero or raise them to solar intensities on Earth. Storm is limited by the force of her will and the strength of her body. It once took her several hours to stop a savage blizzard sweeping over much of Canada, and she nearly died from exhaustion in the process. Storm's ability to manipulate the weather in her immediate vicinity is affected by her emotions; hence, if she does not maintain control, a fit of rage might induce a destructive storm.
Human Skills: Ororo is highly intelligent and an able strategist and field commander of the X-Men. Storm is also an excellent marksman with handguns. Storm often carries a set of lockpicks secreted on her person.
Fears: Storm suffers from severe claustrophobia.
Ambitions:
Random Facts:

Personality: [3 paragraph min.]


[Sit Tight, I'm Gonna Need You To Keep Time]



Parents:
Siblings:
Love Interests:
Other:

Personal History: Ororo Munroe is the descendant of an ancient line of African priestesses, all of whom have white hair, blue eyes, and the potential to wield magic. Her mother, N'dare, was an African princess who married American photojournalist David Munroe and moved with him to Manhattan, where Ororo was born. When Ororo was six months old, she and her parents moved to Cairo, Egypt. Five years later, during the Arab-Israeli conflict, a plane crashed into their home. Ororo's parents were killed, but she survived, buried under rubble near her mother's body. The resultant trauma left Ororo with severe claustrophobia that still affects her today.

Ororo managed to escape the rubble of her shattered home with nothing but the tattered clothes on her back and her mother's ancestral ruby. Homeless and orphaned, Ororo was found by a gang of street urchins who took her to their master, Achmed el-Gibar. Achmed trained Ororo in the arts of thievery and she soon became his prize pupil, excelling in picking both pockets and locks. During her time in Cairo, Ororo picked the pocket of an American tourist. The man proved no easy mark, however, as he was Charles Xavier, a powerful mutant telepath who used his abilities to stop the theft. At that moment, Xavier was psionically attacked by another mutant and Ororo used the opportunity to escape.

Years later, feeling a strong urge to wander south, Ororo left Cairo. During her travels, Ororo naïvely accepted a ride from a complete stranger and was almost raped by him. Forced to defend herself, Ororo killed the man. From that moment, she swore never to take another human life. Ororo wandered for thousands of miles, almost dying during her trek across the Sahara Desert. Her mutant ability to psionically control the weather emerged soon after, and she was able to use it to rescue T'Challa, a prince of the African nation of Wakanda, from his would-be kidnappers. The pair spent much time together,however T'Challa's duties as a prince prevented them from further exploring their burgeoning mutual attraction.

Finally, Ororo reached her ancestors' homeland on the Serengeti Plain in Kenya. She was taken in by an elderly tribal woman named Ainet who taught her to be responsible with her powers. Ororo soon came to be the object of worship of the local tribes who believed her to be a goddess due to her gift.

Years later, Ororo was forced to battle the threat of a fellow mutant weather manipulator known as Deluge, who sought revenge against humanity. With the help of several members of the team of mutant heroes known as the X-Men, Deluge was seemingly destroyed and Ororo returned to her life amongst the tribal people. The X-Men subsequently told their founder, Professor Xavier, about Storm but he declined to contact her at this point, not wanting to shock the young woman with the true nature of her powers.

Months later, however, Xavier was left with no choice but to recruit Storm and other mutants from around the world into the X-Men in order to rescue his original students from the threat of the sentient island being known as Krakoa. Xavier explained to Ororo that she was not a "goddess", but a mutant, and as such she had a responsibility to use her abilities to help the world just as she had helped the local tribes. Curious, Ororo accepted Xavier's offer, and was given the codename "Storm".

Storm was initially very naïve when it came to the customs of the modern world, but her team mate Jean Grey helped educate her in the ways of society and the pair formed a lasting friendship. Jean was also one of the first X-Men to learn of Storm's claustrophobia after the two women chased a thief into the subway.


[If You Swear To Listen]



RP Sample: This is a sample of my Wendy Darling over at Never Land. :D

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Today was a good day. It wasn't as though anything extraordinary was going to happen,  that she knew of, but Jillian just knew that today was going to be a good day. She might even go so far as to consider it wonderful. Weather wise, she couldn't have asked for a more pleasant day. The sun was out and shining beautifully, there was a pleasant breeze rustling through the leaves and there wasn't a cloud in sight. The temperature was neither too warm or too cool, but somewhere comfortably in the middle. Just the way Jillian liked it, to be perfectly honest. She had slept wonderfully the previous night, but then again, she rarely remembered dreaming at all. A smile tugged at the corner of the girl's lips as she strolled through the Never City with her father. This was probably one of her favorite things to do, taking walks with Captain James Hook. To most, the name was feared and most people would never dare utter it in anything other than a whisper. But Jillian wasn't like most people. She didn't hold to any of those silly little supersticions. Of course, she usually just referred to him as Father, or the like, but still. She could sort of understand why people acted that way. The stories of James Hook's exploits were legendary, and she had heard every one, one way or another. She idly wondered what her father was thinking at that very moment, but instead of voicing her question, she merely glanced up at him with a smile before turning her attention back to their surroundings.

The Never City was probably one of her favorite places to go and see in Neverland. Sure, she had seen the Mermaid Lagoon and other such places, but there was just something about the draw of the city that called to her. She wasn't quite sure what it was, but she did know that she was very anxious to find out. She was quite capable of taking care of herself, specifically in and around the city, but still she allowed her father to escort her around, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he seemed to be showing her off. Of course, he was proud of her, so why shouldn't he want to show her to as many people as possible? She wasn't sure if he did the same with Elizabeth, and a part of her wondered a bit at that, but it probably wouldn't be wise to ask about that just now. Perhaps later after they'd returned to the ship. Her eyes were curious as ever as she took in all the sights and sounds of the city. She really did love to just wander about aimlessly, intent on going wherever her wanderings would take her. It was a grand adventure and she was determined to live every day as if it would be the last. That might have seemed a rather morbid outlook on life, but really when one thought about it, it was the most sensible way to go about one's business. You never knew, not really. Things could change in the blink of an eye, and then what? She wanted to be able to say that she had seen and done a lot of things in her life, when she was old and gray.

The sound of her father's voice caught her attention once more, and Jillian looked up to see who he was speaking to. She didn't recognize this man, but that didn't necessarily mean anything. Jillian didn't presume to know everyone in Neverland, and there was a good chance that she didn't know the majority of the population. Even still, she was curious as she studied the man standing so very close to the two of them now. When she realized what he was doing, her smile widened ever so slightly and she waited quietly for the man's reaction. She honestly didn't recall whether or not she'd met this fellow before, but that didn't mean he hadn't seen her around before. That was entirely possible, she reasoned. She wasn't quite sure what to think when the man just nodded and fled the scene as if his very life depended on it. That was rather strange, and for the life of her, Jillian couldn't figure out why he would have acted that way. Unless of course he was so very afraid of Hook and what he might do should he say the wrong thing. Yes, that must have been it. That was the only thing she could think of. Jillian listened as he began to speak again, and turned her attention away from the retreating form of the other man and back to her father. She did see how people seemed to hang on his every word, and it was very awe-inspiring indeed. Perhaps some day she'd ask him how he managed to get so very notorious and such. But for today she was just going to enjoy their walk. Her smile widened when he tapped her nose, and she wrinkled her nose in response.

"I love you too Daddy," she replied quite cheerfully.


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