Post by Shadowcat on May 6, 2007 21:51:53 GMT -5
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Name: Katherine Anne Pride
Codename(s): Shadowcat
Affiliation: X-Men
Age: 17
Height: 5'6''
Weight: 110 lbs
Hair Color: light brown
Eye Color: hazel
Appearance: Kitty looks young for her age. She's small of stature, with a petite frame, at just 110 lbs to her average height. She doesn't slump - bad posture was trained out of her at age six, when she started dancing - and she crosses her arms most of the time. She looks more nervous than petulant. She'll also sit on the floor rather than a chair given the option (as long as it isn't awkward); it was a habit as a child, and small places have always been comforting, so she'll usually choose corners or the areas next to couches, even when talking with friends.
Her bone structure is delicate, though not perfect. You couldn't call her beautiful, and she isn't extremely pretty yet, but she's small-town cute. She's attractive now, but she probably won't grow into real live pretty until the cute baby-fat roundness fades out of her face. Her eyebrows are delicately sculpted over large round eyes, the latter being the focus of her face. She wears mascara, but eyeliner looks wrong on such a childish face. Her forehead is broad, a testament to long-ago Irish roots, and she's self-conscious about it, usually combing her bangs down over at least half of it. Her hair has a loose, unkempt wave when not straightened and blown dry, but it's usually teased into a smooth fall; it's not a very attractive sort of wave. Her nose is a good nose - short and straight, with no bumps and no funniness at the tip. She also has a very well-shaped mouth, which is usually glossed just a bit darker than its natural petal-pale pink.
She tans and doesn't freckle, but she usually chooses not to get more than a light browning, because she hates it when girls with light brown hair tan - they look the same color all over. She's generally got a good complexion, though she pimples up at That Time Of The Month, but only a little; she obsessively washes her face at least twice a day with a multi-step procession of ointments, creams, and acidic liquids. She hates zits, either on her or other people; they oog her out.
Her smile lights up her face. Her laugh makes her glow.
Personality: Affectionate and a tamed brand of bubbly, Kitty's the sort of person everyone loves to be around, even when they're not speaking to her directly. She's not witty, especially beautiful, or sycophantic: it's just that her presence diffuses a sort of cheer to the people around her. There are so few genuinely happy people left in the world that the three or four in any given hundred-mile area tend to draw people in like moths to the flame.
And Kitty is happy. A lot of bad stuff has happened to her, but she's a happy person; it's outside her range of emotion to let anything but happiness take hold for too long. She's just not given to it. This is a blessing most of the time, but can make it hard for her to concentrate, and she sometimes feels a little guilty about bucking up so soon after tragedy. She's playful and lively, making her great with kids and bad at times in classes.
She's also stronger than most people would give her credit for. A lot of people couldn't hold it together right after Alcatraz, and she was one of the few who was truly able to keep the show going and support others where they couldn't quite make it. Because of this propensity toward helping others and taking over vacated responsibilities, she can overwork in the extreme, and she'll always take care of everyone else before she takes care of herself. It's not really generosity; generosity implies a knowledge of sacrifice. It's just what she does. It's what she's always done.
Like every cheerful, helpful, altruistic heroine, Kitty has her shortcomings. No matter how normally happy, she's quick to anger and quicker to judge, and fastest of all to detect injury toward herself or her friends and then blow it way out of proportion. She doesn't believe in luck or coincidences; everything is intentional, even if subconsciously, and she can take a lot of things the wrong way for people she doesn't know or doesn't like. Accordingly, she can also subvert intentional slights by people she knows and likes. In spite of this, she's personable and quick to become close.
Kitty's also cripplingly insecure. She doesn't think she's pretty, she doesn't think she's all that smart, and nothing anyone can do to tell her otherwise will convince her that she is - but she still needs them to try. She fishes for compliments. Not obviously, but she does it. She craves attention to a truly neurotic degree and can be plunged into a deep depression by some unintentional slight of a friend, even though she'll try to explain it away. She's a little obsessive. Well. Maybe a lot obsessive. In spite of her inability to focus on school or serious subjects, she can sure focus on some things.
Kitty's cursed with a brilliant mind not given to academic pursuits. Instead of filling her head with facts and figures, she allows it to run rampant, calculating unnecessary problems in life far past the point of necessity. Sure, she has a genius-level IQ, but she doesn't use it, know it, and if she did know it, she wouldn't want to use it. Plain and simple, she doesn't like school. Her head can help her in real life, though; even though it can obsess like no other, it can also help her speedily deconstruct Danger Room scenarios or figure out how to refold maps without damaging them. It's pretty amazing. She can also figure out tips, change and total costs in her head... including tax. Hot damn.
She loves to skate, dance and ride horses. She would play ball sports, but whenever she does, the ball hits her in the face. She's a very fast runner.
Powers and Abilities: Kitty has one power: she can change the rate at which her molecules vibrate. This makes her able to slip easily through solid surfaces. She just slips on through, pushed on by her shakin' molecules. She can take her clothing and large objects, up to and including other people (two only unless she wants a really wicked migraine). She calls this phasing.
Her power can also, though she doesn't know it, make her partially invulnerable. She's not likely to figure this one out anytime soon; she's too used to the way she already works.
Weaknesses: She's insecure, neurotically obsessive, and works herself to death before she lets her friends suffer. She's fairly distractable and has trouble concentrating on anything that actually matters.
History:
Kitty Pryde was born to a normal family in a normal suburb called Deerfield, Illinois, and lived out an incredibly normal childhood until she was about 13, minus the occasional akwardness caused in school because of her religion and the rumor (true, as it turned out) that her paternal grandfather, Samuel Prydeman, had been in a concentration camp, and that his sister-in-law, Chava Rosanoff, had died in one. Come history project day, everyone was wanting Kitty to give them numbers for Mr. Prydeman, and of course there were always the elementary-school questions of "why don't you have a Christmas tree?" and "what's that star on your necklace for?"
Kitty passed through the first parts of puberty naturally, her body doing all the things that a normal little girl's body should at the correct times. When she was a few months above thirteen, she began to get headaches of increasing power, pain and regularity. While her parents thought that these were migraines somehow entwined with her burgeoning adolescence (which they essentially were), the headaches didn't have Kitty's new A-cups to thank for their appearance. They were actually caused by her body's attempt to process the manifestation of her new power, her ability to phase. Kitty was picked up by Cerebro at the X-Mansion, her powers not yet realized but their potential strong. She also showed up on the monitors at the Massachusetts Academy, which was run by one Miss Emma Frost, director of the Hellfire Club.
Xavier and Frost both set out to speak to Kitty's parents as the masters of private high schools competing for Kitty's skills - she was fairly intelligent, after all, and she did have her three Girly Sports to fall back on if nothing else, so her parents weren't too terribly shocked. Shortly after Emma Frost, to whom Kitty had taken an instant dislike due to her arrogance and inappropriate clothing (tacky!), left, Kitty flopped down on her bed in her upstairs room, closing her eyes and wishing her headache would go away - and to her surprise, it did; but when she opened her eyes, she was on the floor of her living room, directly below her bedroom. She'd phased for the first time and fallen through her bed and floor.
Professor Xavier arrived just in time to calm the terrified Kitty, whose parents couldn't understand why it was so strange to be in the living room when she did, after all, live in this house. The Professor took her out to a local malt shop and talked her through the initial freak-out about her powers and convinced her, partially with the school's good points but mostly due to his not being Emma Frost, to come to the Mansion with him and to tell her parents that it was nothing more than a prep school for which she'd won an all-encompassing scholarship online.
However, just before they left, Kitty visited the bathroom and decided to try out her power again, since she was alone. She misjudged which of the walls led to the parking lot and the empty field behind it, though, and ended up phasing into the kitchen. Needless to say, the clerks and mixers in the back didn't take it well.
Xavier took her home and had her pack quickly, while he explained her power to her parents, seeing no way out of the inevitable calls from other children's parents and the people at the malt shop. While shocked and horrified at their daughter's oddity, as they chose to call it, they still supported her, and send her care packages every now and then at her new home. Kitty and her parents remain close, and if she's on her cell phone, it's almost a guarantee that she's talking to them.
A few years passed at the mansion, and Kitty befriended many of the mutants there, being talkative and affable even after her initial tragedy. She made close friends with Iceman towards the beginning of the final battle, which made her shaky nodding acquaintance with Rogue (creepy) a good deal more strained. She's on fairly good terms with everyone at the mansion: after all, it would be hard for Kitty to really make anyone hate her, though she could annoy someone through sheer Kitty-ness.
The last battle shook her terribly. Though Kitty herself didn't kill anyone (she's always been purely defensive in battles), watching people die in hordes isn't good for anyone. Even knocking the Juggernaut out, despite her big talk, still gives her nightmares - not because of what could've happened, but because she hurt someone, even if it was to save the child, Leech. She was torn up especially about Pyro's - or St. John Allerdyce, as she knew him - death, because she'd actually known him. Those two months were the two months previous to his leaving to join up with Magneto, which hurt Kitty more than a little. His apparent death was like it happening all over again.
These days, she's just trying to get along. She and Leech, who's been staying at the X-Mansion, have become very close friends, despite the age difference. Saving each other will do that to people. She still goes through weird depressive phases after Xavier's and John's deaths, something that hasn't blighted her happy constitution before, and finds herself moping at times, and a little more homesick than she's ever been. She's considered going home, but now that she's fought with them, she finds herself bound to the X-Men, however distasteful the fight was to her. It might not've been so bad if she hadn't dated John about two years previous to his reappearance and death - she still feels almost guilty about it: she dated the villain, she halfway wants to defend the villain and she almost thinks it's her fault. She's not sure why, but it could be her, right?
It was because of her bond to the X-Men and partly because of her need for closure once it turned out John wasn't dead that she accompanied the X-Men to Alcatraz and Baltimore and became a real X-Man herself. She's only 17, but that's legal age in New York, and her majority status has given her the freedom she once lacked to go out and fight without the fear of casting a bad light on the school. For a while she spoke with John online, but effectively ended anything that might still have been there as he began to reform the Brotherhood in earnest. She really does feel bad about that one.
She's finishing up high school at the Mansion and beginning to apply to colleges. She doesn't know what she wants to do yet.
Kitty's birthday is June 5.
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Name: Katherine Anne Pride
Codename(s): Shadowcat
Affiliation: X-Men
Age: 17
Height: 5'6''
Weight: 110 lbs
Hair Color: light brown
Eye Color: hazel
Appearance: Kitty looks young for her age. She's small of stature, with a petite frame, at just 110 lbs to her average height. She doesn't slump - bad posture was trained out of her at age six, when she started dancing - and she crosses her arms most of the time. She looks more nervous than petulant. She'll also sit on the floor rather than a chair given the option (as long as it isn't awkward); it was a habit as a child, and small places have always been comforting, so she'll usually choose corners or the areas next to couches, even when talking with friends.
Her bone structure is delicate, though not perfect. You couldn't call her beautiful, and she isn't extremely pretty yet, but she's small-town cute. She's attractive now, but she probably won't grow into real live pretty until the cute baby-fat roundness fades out of her face. Her eyebrows are delicately sculpted over large round eyes, the latter being the focus of her face. She wears mascara, but eyeliner looks wrong on such a childish face. Her forehead is broad, a testament to long-ago Irish roots, and she's self-conscious about it, usually combing her bangs down over at least half of it. Her hair has a loose, unkempt wave when not straightened and blown dry, but it's usually teased into a smooth fall; it's not a very attractive sort of wave. Her nose is a good nose - short and straight, with no bumps and no funniness at the tip. She also has a very well-shaped mouth, which is usually glossed just a bit darker than its natural petal-pale pink.
She tans and doesn't freckle, but she usually chooses not to get more than a light browning, because she hates it when girls with light brown hair tan - they look the same color all over. She's generally got a good complexion, though she pimples up at That Time Of The Month, but only a little; she obsessively washes her face at least twice a day with a multi-step procession of ointments, creams, and acidic liquids. She hates zits, either on her or other people; they oog her out.
Her smile lights up her face. Her laugh makes her glow.
Personality: Affectionate and a tamed brand of bubbly, Kitty's the sort of person everyone loves to be around, even when they're not speaking to her directly. She's not witty, especially beautiful, or sycophantic: it's just that her presence diffuses a sort of cheer to the people around her. There are so few genuinely happy people left in the world that the three or four in any given hundred-mile area tend to draw people in like moths to the flame.
And Kitty is happy. A lot of bad stuff has happened to her, but she's a happy person; it's outside her range of emotion to let anything but happiness take hold for too long. She's just not given to it. This is a blessing most of the time, but can make it hard for her to concentrate, and she sometimes feels a little guilty about bucking up so soon after tragedy. She's playful and lively, making her great with kids and bad at times in classes.
She's also stronger than most people would give her credit for. A lot of people couldn't hold it together right after Alcatraz, and she was one of the few who was truly able to keep the show going and support others where they couldn't quite make it. Because of this propensity toward helping others and taking over vacated responsibilities, she can overwork in the extreme, and she'll always take care of everyone else before she takes care of herself. It's not really generosity; generosity implies a knowledge of sacrifice. It's just what she does. It's what she's always done.
Like every cheerful, helpful, altruistic heroine, Kitty has her shortcomings. No matter how normally happy, she's quick to anger and quicker to judge, and fastest of all to detect injury toward herself or her friends and then blow it way out of proportion. She doesn't believe in luck or coincidences; everything is intentional, even if subconsciously, and she can take a lot of things the wrong way for people she doesn't know or doesn't like. Accordingly, she can also subvert intentional slights by people she knows and likes. In spite of this, she's personable and quick to become close.
Kitty's also cripplingly insecure. She doesn't think she's pretty, she doesn't think she's all that smart, and nothing anyone can do to tell her otherwise will convince her that she is - but she still needs them to try. She fishes for compliments. Not obviously, but she does it. She craves attention to a truly neurotic degree and can be plunged into a deep depression by some unintentional slight of a friend, even though she'll try to explain it away. She's a little obsessive. Well. Maybe a lot obsessive. In spite of her inability to focus on school or serious subjects, she can sure focus on some things.
Kitty's cursed with a brilliant mind not given to academic pursuits. Instead of filling her head with facts and figures, she allows it to run rampant, calculating unnecessary problems in life far past the point of necessity. Sure, she has a genius-level IQ, but she doesn't use it, know it, and if she did know it, she wouldn't want to use it. Plain and simple, she doesn't like school. Her head can help her in real life, though; even though it can obsess like no other, it can also help her speedily deconstruct Danger Room scenarios or figure out how to refold maps without damaging them. It's pretty amazing. She can also figure out tips, change and total costs in her head... including tax. Hot damn.
She loves to skate, dance and ride horses. She would play ball sports, but whenever she does, the ball hits her in the face. She's a very fast runner.
Powers and Abilities: Kitty has one power: she can change the rate at which her molecules vibrate. This makes her able to slip easily through solid surfaces. She just slips on through, pushed on by her shakin' molecules. She can take her clothing and large objects, up to and including other people (two only unless she wants a really wicked migraine). She calls this phasing.
Her power can also, though she doesn't know it, make her partially invulnerable. She's not likely to figure this one out anytime soon; she's too used to the way she already works.
Weaknesses: She's insecure, neurotically obsessive, and works herself to death before she lets her friends suffer. She's fairly distractable and has trouble concentrating on anything that actually matters.
History:
Kitty Pryde was born to a normal family in a normal suburb called Deerfield, Illinois, and lived out an incredibly normal childhood until she was about 13, minus the occasional akwardness caused in school because of her religion and the rumor (true, as it turned out) that her paternal grandfather, Samuel Prydeman, had been in a concentration camp, and that his sister-in-law, Chava Rosanoff, had died in one. Come history project day, everyone was wanting Kitty to give them numbers for Mr. Prydeman, and of course there were always the elementary-school questions of "why don't you have a Christmas tree?" and "what's that star on your necklace for?"
Kitty passed through the first parts of puberty naturally, her body doing all the things that a normal little girl's body should at the correct times. When she was a few months above thirteen, she began to get headaches of increasing power, pain and regularity. While her parents thought that these were migraines somehow entwined with her burgeoning adolescence (which they essentially were), the headaches didn't have Kitty's new A-cups to thank for their appearance. They were actually caused by her body's attempt to process the manifestation of her new power, her ability to phase. Kitty was picked up by Cerebro at the X-Mansion, her powers not yet realized but their potential strong. She also showed up on the monitors at the Massachusetts Academy, which was run by one Miss Emma Frost, director of the Hellfire Club.
Xavier and Frost both set out to speak to Kitty's parents as the masters of private high schools competing for Kitty's skills - she was fairly intelligent, after all, and she did have her three Girly Sports to fall back on if nothing else, so her parents weren't too terribly shocked. Shortly after Emma Frost, to whom Kitty had taken an instant dislike due to her arrogance and inappropriate clothing (tacky!), left, Kitty flopped down on her bed in her upstairs room, closing her eyes and wishing her headache would go away - and to her surprise, it did; but when she opened her eyes, she was on the floor of her living room, directly below her bedroom. She'd phased for the first time and fallen through her bed and floor.
Professor Xavier arrived just in time to calm the terrified Kitty, whose parents couldn't understand why it was so strange to be in the living room when she did, after all, live in this house. The Professor took her out to a local malt shop and talked her through the initial freak-out about her powers and convinced her, partially with the school's good points but mostly due to his not being Emma Frost, to come to the Mansion with him and to tell her parents that it was nothing more than a prep school for which she'd won an all-encompassing scholarship online.
However, just before they left, Kitty visited the bathroom and decided to try out her power again, since she was alone. She misjudged which of the walls led to the parking lot and the empty field behind it, though, and ended up phasing into the kitchen. Needless to say, the clerks and mixers in the back didn't take it well.
Xavier took her home and had her pack quickly, while he explained her power to her parents, seeing no way out of the inevitable calls from other children's parents and the people at the malt shop. While shocked and horrified at their daughter's oddity, as they chose to call it, they still supported her, and send her care packages every now and then at her new home. Kitty and her parents remain close, and if she's on her cell phone, it's almost a guarantee that she's talking to them.
A few years passed at the mansion, and Kitty befriended many of the mutants there, being talkative and affable even after her initial tragedy. She made close friends with Iceman towards the beginning of the final battle, which made her shaky nodding acquaintance with Rogue (creepy) a good deal more strained. She's on fairly good terms with everyone at the mansion: after all, it would be hard for Kitty to really make anyone hate her, though she could annoy someone through sheer Kitty-ness.
The last battle shook her terribly. Though Kitty herself didn't kill anyone (she's always been purely defensive in battles), watching people die in hordes isn't good for anyone. Even knocking the Juggernaut out, despite her big talk, still gives her nightmares - not because of what could've happened, but because she hurt someone, even if it was to save the child, Leech. She was torn up especially about Pyro's - or St. John Allerdyce, as she knew him - death, because she'd actually known him. Those two months were the two months previous to his leaving to join up with Magneto, which hurt Kitty more than a little. His apparent death was like it happening all over again.
These days, she's just trying to get along. She and Leech, who's been staying at the X-Mansion, have become very close friends, despite the age difference. Saving each other will do that to people. She still goes through weird depressive phases after Xavier's and John's deaths, something that hasn't blighted her happy constitution before, and finds herself moping at times, and a little more homesick than she's ever been. She's considered going home, but now that she's fought with them, she finds herself bound to the X-Men, however distasteful the fight was to her. It might not've been so bad if she hadn't dated John about two years previous to his reappearance and death - she still feels almost guilty about it: she dated the villain, she halfway wants to defend the villain and she almost thinks it's her fault. She's not sure why, but it could be her, right?
It was because of her bond to the X-Men and partly because of her need for closure once it turned out John wasn't dead that she accompanied the X-Men to Alcatraz and Baltimore and became a real X-Man herself. She's only 17, but that's legal age in New York, and her majority status has given her the freedom she once lacked to go out and fight without the fear of casting a bad light on the school. For a while she spoke with John online, but effectively ended anything that might still have been there as he began to reform the Brotherhood in earnest. She really does feel bad about that one.
She's finishing up high school at the Mansion and beginning to apply to colleges. She doesn't know what she wants to do yet.
Kitty's birthday is June 5.
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