Post by psychobarbie on Mar 21, 2011 18:02:54 GMT -5
OOC Name: Psychobarbie
Ghost tags: Beauty in Breakdown
Model: Undecided
Character Name: Mirage
Character Type: Human
Character Level: With powers
![](http://www.angelfire.com/crazy3/hollyut/Mirage37.jpg)
History:
If any had memory of her birth she didn’t know of them. Those that had raised her were not her parents and she didn’t realize there was something different about her until she reached the age of thirteen. When those powers of hers came to life she was sent away to a temple to be kept safe and learn of herself. She knew physically she looked so different from those she believed to be her family. Her flesh was alabaster pale and those of hr family were olive skinned. Her own hair was vibrant red like somebody had spun rubies into silken threads.
She was kept away from society for years and it was only after the temple was destroyed that she emerged back onto the face of society. Still, her interactions were slightly backward and her knowledge of the harshness of the word around her was slight at best. Still, she had powers.. She had abilities that were of use to both her and those around her. This also meant she could easily be used. She could heal with a touch and bend the elements around her to her will. She could hear the Earth speak to her and tell her such stories. It was a way of preconception but ..in a different sort of way. Her own body healed just as she could heal others. Unfortunately, this healing touch only transferred the pain of the injured creatures wound. Beyond that it was draining to the rather frail looking creature.
Still, she was only days out of her life being turned upside down she found her way to this place. She was smart and resourceful enough to take care ofher self out in the open roads, hopefully her luck will hold out
Ghost tags: Beauty in Breakdown
Model: Undecided
Character Name: Mirage
Character Type: Human
Character Level: With powers
![](http://www.angelfire.com/crazy3/hollyut/Mirage37.jpg)
History:
If any had memory of her birth she didn’t know of them. Those that had raised her were not her parents and she didn’t realize there was something different about her until she reached the age of thirteen. When those powers of hers came to life she was sent away to a temple to be kept safe and learn of herself. She knew physically she looked so different from those she believed to be her family. Her flesh was alabaster pale and those of hr family were olive skinned. Her own hair was vibrant red like somebody had spun rubies into silken threads.
She was kept away from society for years and it was only after the temple was destroyed that she emerged back onto the face of society. Still, her interactions were slightly backward and her knowledge of the harshness of the word around her was slight at best. Still, she had powers.. She had abilities that were of use to both her and those around her. This also meant she could easily be used. She could heal with a touch and bend the elements around her to her will. She could hear the Earth speak to her and tell her such stories. It was a way of preconception but ..in a different sort of way. Her own body healed just as she could heal others. Unfortunately, this healing touch only transferred the pain of the injured creatures wound. Beyond that it was draining to the rather frail looking creature.
Still, she was only days out of her life being turned upside down she found her way to this place. She was smart and resourceful enough to take care ofher self out in the open roads, hopefully her luck will hold out