Post by husk on Sept 18, 2006 21:24:28 GMT -5
(guess who....)
Name: Sooraya Qadir
Codename(s): Dust
Affiliation: (Brotherhood)
Age: 20
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 140
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Dark brown
Appearance: Beneath the somber black hijab she always wears is a beautiful young Afghani woman. Her black hair hangs to the backs of her thighs, usually wrapped or braided, and her skin is a smooth caramel brown. But to Sooraya, she is just as beautiful(if not moreso) in spirit, by honoring the traditions of her faith. She is never seen without the hijab unless in the private company of family or females. And still she manages to impact people with the expressiveness of her dark eyes.
Personality: Sooraya has led a troubled, violent life, the scars from which she has not quite recovered. She is wary and often suspicious of those she does not know, and has a tendency to be somber in many of her interactions. When she trusts(and she has managed to retain the ability, thanks in large part to her faith), she can even be fun to be around, with a dry sense of humor most would not expect. In either circumstance she leaves all who meet her with no doubt that beneath the black veil lies a startlingly intelligent young woman who should not be underestimated.
Powers and Abilities:
Sand: She can transform her entire body(and all related clothing and personal items) into sand at will, and reform when she desires. The sand is controlled at her will and can create sandstorms, direct blasts, etc. This leaves her invulnerable to most physical attacks. The sandstorm is strong enough to blast through metals as dense as steel and has been known to strip the flesh from bone. She is difficult if not impossible to detect, read, communicate with or control using telepathic and telekinetic powers while in her sand form. She can hear, and can speak as a disembodied, faint voice. Sooraya does not need to breathe, eat, or sleep while in her sand form. It is unknown how long she can survive while in this form.
Weaknesses: While she is in control of her sand form, said sand is still vulnerable to strong forces such as gale winds, natural or created storms, large scale explosions, intense heat, or any other power that could reasonably curtail sand(with the exception of average level kinetic force).
History: Sooraya was born in 1986 in Kabul, Afghanistan, in the midst of the US conflict of influence with the USSR and the Mujahideen. Still she survived as the second daughter of her family, carefully sheltered within her Sunni muslim household by a father with growing ties to the Taliban movement. When she was ten years old, her father was awarded with a regional stewardship for his role in the rise of the politico-religious government.
At the age of 15 she might have been married to one of her father's influential allies, and become a good and obedient wife under Sharia law. Instead, Kabul was torn to pieces when the US bombed Afghanistan in response to the attacks on the World Trade Center. She was quickly thrust into service for the remaining ranks of the Taliban, and as her family fled into the mountainous region of their country, she was bathed in the rhetoric of war and rebellion.
Hungry for vengeance against those who disrupted her life and killed her friends, family, and neighboors, Sooraya swiftly became a devout follower of the tenets of Islamic extremism. Her travels with Qa‘idat al-Jihad(a splinter group of Al Qaeda sent to Iraq to fight for the protection and preservation of the Islamic people) led her to Mosul, Iraq, and later south to Baghdad. She participated in both peaceful demonstrations and acts of brutal violence, tending to the wounded and the dead within the remaining Sunni mosques left undisrupted by the continuing war.
One night as the gathered people within the Abu Hanifa mosque knelt for evening prayer, they heard a telltale explosion and gunshots outside. Heads lifted, but none were surprised. Such things were so common these days. They didn't know the guards protecting them outside the temple had been killed.
Getting up to check on the men, Sooraya faced down a US soldier, his assault rifle pointed between her eyes. She shouted a prayer for Allah to protect her loved ones and to bless her as a martyr should she die that night. As he pulled the trigger, her sister screamed.
For nights after, those who survived the capture of the Abu Hanifa mosque spoke of Sooraya's martyrdom- that she had vanished where she stood after speaking her prayer. It wasn't until Sooraya returned on the third night, just as she had been, untouched and her hajib without any blood stains, that they realized what had happened. Sooraya had died; in her place the Americans had sent a demon.
Sooraya was cast out from her people, threatened with murder. They stripped her of her hijab and it was only after an American convoy saw her running away from the city that she was saved.
One of the men in their unit happened to be a mutant. He did his best to explain what he thought must have happened. Remaining with them until they had arrived in Al Basrah, Sooraya took the time to study the internet- a filthy place but her only option without the use of a mosque library- and learned about the plight of mutants.
Unable to return to her people, she found herself in need of a new home. A new purpose, a new cause. One night late into Spring she found an article about a 'terrorist' incident in a city called Baltimore. Within it, the picture of a boy, not very far from her own age.
John "Pyro" Allerdyce.
Name: Sooraya Qadir
Codename(s): Dust
Affiliation: (Brotherhood)
Age: 20
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 140
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Dark brown
Appearance: Beneath the somber black hijab she always wears is a beautiful young Afghani woman. Her black hair hangs to the backs of her thighs, usually wrapped or braided, and her skin is a smooth caramel brown. But to Sooraya, she is just as beautiful(if not moreso) in spirit, by honoring the traditions of her faith. She is never seen without the hijab unless in the private company of family or females. And still she manages to impact people with the expressiveness of her dark eyes.
Personality: Sooraya has led a troubled, violent life, the scars from which she has not quite recovered. She is wary and often suspicious of those she does not know, and has a tendency to be somber in many of her interactions. When she trusts(and she has managed to retain the ability, thanks in large part to her faith), she can even be fun to be around, with a dry sense of humor most would not expect. In either circumstance she leaves all who meet her with no doubt that beneath the black veil lies a startlingly intelligent young woman who should not be underestimated.
Powers and Abilities:
Sand: She can transform her entire body(and all related clothing and personal items) into sand at will, and reform when she desires. The sand is controlled at her will and can create sandstorms, direct blasts, etc. This leaves her invulnerable to most physical attacks. The sandstorm is strong enough to blast through metals as dense as steel and has been known to strip the flesh from bone. She is difficult if not impossible to detect, read, communicate with or control using telepathic and telekinetic powers while in her sand form. She can hear, and can speak as a disembodied, faint voice. Sooraya does not need to breathe, eat, or sleep while in her sand form. It is unknown how long she can survive while in this form.
Weaknesses: While she is in control of her sand form, said sand is still vulnerable to strong forces such as gale winds, natural or created storms, large scale explosions, intense heat, or any other power that could reasonably curtail sand(with the exception of average level kinetic force).
History: Sooraya was born in 1986 in Kabul, Afghanistan, in the midst of the US conflict of influence with the USSR and the Mujahideen. Still she survived as the second daughter of her family, carefully sheltered within her Sunni muslim household by a father with growing ties to the Taliban movement. When she was ten years old, her father was awarded with a regional stewardship for his role in the rise of the politico-religious government.
At the age of 15 she might have been married to one of her father's influential allies, and become a good and obedient wife under Sharia law. Instead, Kabul was torn to pieces when the US bombed Afghanistan in response to the attacks on the World Trade Center. She was quickly thrust into service for the remaining ranks of the Taliban, and as her family fled into the mountainous region of their country, she was bathed in the rhetoric of war and rebellion.
Hungry for vengeance against those who disrupted her life and killed her friends, family, and neighboors, Sooraya swiftly became a devout follower of the tenets of Islamic extremism. Her travels with Qa‘idat al-Jihad(a splinter group of Al Qaeda sent to Iraq to fight for the protection and preservation of the Islamic people) led her to Mosul, Iraq, and later south to Baghdad. She participated in both peaceful demonstrations and acts of brutal violence, tending to the wounded and the dead within the remaining Sunni mosques left undisrupted by the continuing war.
One night as the gathered people within the Abu Hanifa mosque knelt for evening prayer, they heard a telltale explosion and gunshots outside. Heads lifted, but none were surprised. Such things were so common these days. They didn't know the guards protecting them outside the temple had been killed.
Getting up to check on the men, Sooraya faced down a US soldier, his assault rifle pointed between her eyes. She shouted a prayer for Allah to protect her loved ones and to bless her as a martyr should she die that night. As he pulled the trigger, her sister screamed.
For nights after, those who survived the capture of the Abu Hanifa mosque spoke of Sooraya's martyrdom- that she had vanished where she stood after speaking her prayer. It wasn't until Sooraya returned on the third night, just as she had been, untouched and her hajib without any blood stains, that they realized what had happened. Sooraya had died; in her place the Americans had sent a demon.
Sooraya was cast out from her people, threatened with murder. They stripped her of her hijab and it was only after an American convoy saw her running away from the city that she was saved.
One of the men in their unit happened to be a mutant. He did his best to explain what he thought must have happened. Remaining with them until they had arrived in Al Basrah, Sooraya took the time to study the internet- a filthy place but her only option without the use of a mosque library- and learned about the plight of mutants.
Unable to return to her people, she found herself in need of a new home. A new purpose, a new cause. One night late into Spring she found an article about a 'terrorist' incident in a city called Baltimore. Within it, the picture of a boy, not very far from her own age.
John "Pyro" Allerdyce.
