Frostfire
Return to The Headquarters
Creator: KateHardy
Roleplay: The Headquarters
Nickname: Reyna
Sit down. I'm Commander Furia, head of HQ. If you get this job, you'll take orders from me. Understood?
Your Response: If you plan to give orders, you might want to be careful with the tone you use. Some people are sensitive.
Hmm. Closer to the microphone. State your name for the record.
Your Name: Reyna. You shouldn't need anything more.
Okay. First mistake of this job. We don't use our actual names here. Give me an alias.
Your Alias: Haha. Its funny you think I'd actually use my real name. Hmm, but I'm feeling decidedly more theatrical today. How about...Frostfire?
Really? That's the best you can come up with? No, no, we're moving forward. What makes you qualified for this job?
Your Abilities: I know a thing or two about letting my hands do the talking. I also happen to be a unstable combination of fire and ice. My body, when allowed to let lose from it more...human..form, tends to burst into fire on one side, while the other side freezes. I can burn things, and I can freeze things.
Strengths: I know a thing or two about getting down and dirty and my bodies unique combo means, water can't really put out my fire, and my ice doesn't really melt.
Weaknesses: The thing with putting ice and fire so close to each other is they were never supposed to coexist. My body is like a bomb waiting to go off, so I can't work for too long with both. There's a timer on my ability, every time I use it. It reflects my life I guess. Neither part of me can work together for too long or it will break. My ice and fire can also be a bit...temperamental, depending on what side of me is doing the fighting. Not to worry though, I usually get a job done fast.
Hmm. Okay, so what are you planning on wearing to the battlefield? Nothing ridiculous. I'm not going to waste my resources on a flashy suit just for you to die on the first mission.
Your Appearance: That's probably fair, but I like to be a bit flashy. I assure you, nothing will be wasted. All I ask for is a pair of comfortable pants and a hoodie maybe. It could be pajamas for all I care, just comfortable, none of those ridiculous tight things like jeans. If you could spend a bit extra on putting a fire and ice based digital print on at least the hoodie, I won't complain. And I like the color red, goes well with my eyes and my hair. My hair is a bit long, and I don't like tying it so you can forget a hair tie. Also maybe make it fireproof, I don't appreciate my clothes getting burnt completely off every time I have to use my ability. It makes for awkward situations that I'd rather avoid.
We'll smooth out the details later. Good enough. Now to the nitty gritty. I need to know that you'll be compatible with the other members. I also need to know that you know yourself enough to reveal all aspects of your personality, even the not so good.
Your Personality: Well, I think I work okay with people. I don't take trust lightly, so I don't think I'll like anyone on first sight, but if they seem okay and reliable, I'll be the same with them. Give me a snake, I will crush the snake before it can bite me in the back. I'm not not the most talkative person but I'm not exactly closed off either. I keep people at a bit of a distance, but I won't go out of my way to avoid talking to people or be dismissive. I just kind of cooperate with people to the extent required for me to do something and then forget about them afterwards. If someone earns my trust and gets close though, I do tend to get a bit attached. I like to think I can think on my feet. I've been tossed between one bad situation the next more times than I can count and well I'm still alive aren't I?
Strengths: Tell me to do something that I believe in, unless I end up dead, you can consider the job done. I don't really ever give up. Its just how I was brought up. I'll keep hacking away at something to get it done.
Weaknesses: Make me do something boring, I'll just go take a nap. And trust me, my definition of boring is...different to most.
We'll learn soon enough if what you said is the truth. Now. Tell me about your past. This is vital information, so try not to leave out details. Anything incriminating especially. I need to know if I have to do more paperwork to get you hired.
Your Age: Sheesh...you guys are thorough with this. Well I'm 22.
Your Gender & Pronouns: Female. I suppose she/her would go with that, but I'm not really particular about them getting used. Call me whatever honestly.
Your History: History...huh, why do I feel like you're just trying to make me confirm thing you already know. I mean you present yourself as being pretty powerful and all knowing, I'm sure you have a team of people to do your homework for you on things like this, but I guess I can entertain you with the highlights if you need them.
I was born in, well a hospital, in a decent sized city. If you don't already know where, I don't really feel like telling you, I might have left that place behind, but I still care about it. Anyway, my story is pretty simple, I grew up in a shall we say, less fortunate household. Dad was never there. I never knew him. My mom always said he went missing one day while exploring the nearby woods. I used to believe that, until I grew up. The bastard just ran away leaving my mother to raise me herself. My grandparents didn't exactly make matters easy either. They told Mom that she either had to give me up to them and "get a life" or raise me herself. She chose the second option so she worked hard to raise me.
I'm not proud of who I was back then, I didn't make her life easy at all back then. I was a difficult kid, always getting into fights at school and not really getting any grades whatsoever. Through it all she never ever showed me just how exhausted she was just trying to make ends meet, until one day I found out all I what I just said. I have never been more ashamed of myself in my life. I made it my mission to make her hard work all worth it and help her out. I turned around in school so fast my teachers couldn't believe it was me. Since I was fourteen I ran odd jobs in the streets, I turned my tendency to pick fights with people into a different art, one that got me money and I tried to be a bit friendlier with people, learn a thing or two from my mother. She truly is the light of my life, was anyway. Now, well let me to get to that part.
I was 17 when it happened. I was getting close to graduating from school. My mother was so happy for me. At that point it seemed like I would do well enough to get a scholarship to a college somewhere. My mom's dream would come true and things would finally be right for our little family. With that in mind, I went to quit the life I lived on the streets in those dark nights, running errands for people with...less than savory reputations. I guess in answer to your early question there, I punched a few guys, mostly with a knuckle duster or a baseball bat, but I never killed anyone if that's something you're worried about and I may have moved some of the old powder but I never did any.
Anyway, I wanted out of that life, my mother was so happy, I'd kept that secret from her for three years, I couldn't have her find out and besides I'd soon be at college, I could get a proper job and be the daughter my mother always wanted me to be. The universe had the last laugh though.
That day they pretended to let me go, then as I was leaving, I was hit on the back of the head by my best friend in that life. Needless to say, that's the day my trust issues began. I woke up in this lab and well the next three years were hell. They did all sorts of things to me, and I ended up getting this fire and ice within me. That's a funny story actually. They wanted me to be able to control ice and I was given the serum along with six others. The rest of them all died but not me. But I though, here's my chance and so I pretended to be dead.
They then kept me around in this giant freezer thing, probably trying to preserve my corpse or something. I don't how, but my ability kept me from dying and soon they were injecting something else into my body and suddenly there was another fire opening up in me. I could control both fire and ice. Then I broke out, burnt their whole place to the ground. I don't know or really care what happened to them, but when I ran out of there, I just melted a hole through the roof...I never ran into anyone on the way out, I just sort of accidentally ended up flying a few miles away and collapsed.
Then I picked myself up and well I went back home. I found out my mother was gone. Taken, just like me. Everyone in town just believed she was dead. I didn't though. I've spent the last two years trying to find her. I've been talking to a lot of people on that journey, and one of them told me to look here, that maybe I'll find something by working here.
Personal Secret: I tell everyone I hate my grandparents for what they did to my Mom, and I think I do...that's not a lie. Its just I do still kind of hope for their approval. I was doing so well on that path too, I was about to go to college and I hoped that finally they'd maybe consider helping the two of us but well, things didn't work out that way and now I think any chance of winning their approval is long gone.
Personal Wish: I really want to find my mother somehow, I don't care what happens to whoever took her, I just want her back and I want to return on the path I had. I wanted to step away from the fighting and this horrible life, so here I am planning to use the skills I learnt on the streets one last time for a chance at the life my mom and I used to dream of.
I really did not need to know your hopes and aspirations, but thank you for that knowledge. Before we leave, do you have any questions for us?
Other: Sorry, I got carried away a bit there. My past tends to make me open up sometimes. Well, I think you'll know by now I have one condition with how I want to work. I'll do what you say, but I need to get my mother back, somehow or the other and believe me I've never truly killed anyone on purpose, not yet, I've always tried to avoid that cause it felt like crossing a bit of a line you can't come back from, but for that information, I would do anything. Anything.Her name is actually Allison McNamara...I'm guessing Furia probably knows that but no one else will.