Post by vixen on Aug 4, 2009 21:11:45 GMT -5
Mari Jiwe M'cabe
Nicknames: N/A
Alias[es]: Vixen
Age: 30
Physical Appearance:
Mari is a fairly tall woman. 6 foot in height and with an athletic figure, slim but toned, a swimmer's build as it is known. She has long matted dreadlocked hair or natural hair depending on her look. She is quite dark skinned complexion wise and has amber eyes, she is stunningly beautiful and is known to use it when it's needed. Her facial features are quite pretty in an innocent sort of way, she looks almost angelic and is known to rarely ever wear makeup, aside from the occasional eye shadow and at times has sported war paint when she was at her most feral.
For clothing Mari usually wears normal city wear: A pair of jeans or skirt with a slight animal motif and a strappy top, occasionally topping it off with a faux alligator skin trench coat. As a vigilante Mari tends to wear a purple bodysuit with metallic gold accents, she also tends to not wear gaudy jewelery. Wearing only a few gold bangles around her wrists and a golden necklace with a beaded motif.
Distinguishing Marks:
Mari has a small tribal tattoo on her left arm, and a faint bullet wound near to her side caused by a shot from a Kalashnikov.
Played By: Naomie Harris
Strengths:
Mari has stunning looks and is known to use them to make men drop to their knees, she even managed to bring goon in just by turning up and talking then out of the crime they were about to commit. She also is very proficient with melee combat, utilizing machetes and knives to effectively (non-lethally) take down an enemy. Mari has also gained animal instincts from being hunted by militia in Africa, able now to smell the fear on somebody and is an expert tracker, finding it easy to follow and stalk many criminals due to the strong cologne they wear, or in Killer Croc's case, the fact that he smells so strongly of human flesh and blood that he is impossible not to miss.
Weaknesses:
Mari will never murder another human being, believing it to be immoral. Even having witnessed The Question murder a drug dealer and then in turn beat Question savagely, almost hospitalizing him. She also can never see an animal harmed, it brings her over the edge, causing her to go into a savage rage causing a black out, and when she wakes usually she has caused immense injury upon the guilty party. Mari will also sympathize with some of the wrong people, as she can act far too motherly, causing someone like Harley Quinn or Joker to walk all over her and get away with crimes because she pities them, knowing that they both have a shred of good in them somewhere.
Personality Traits:
Mari can be quite flirty, being as she did modeling work when she arrived in Gotham she knows she looks good, but isn't arrogant about it. Mari is also very motherly and kind towards people, believing there to be a shred of good in anyone, occasionally this backfires and she ends up treating truly sickening people nicely, as what happened when Carmine Falcone's goons got away with robbing a local bank, all because they gave her a sob story.
Secret(s/)Motive(s): Mari wants to bring peace to Gotham, thinking Batman's approach with fear and intimidation is not morally right. She also wants to stop exports of fur coming to Gotham, being that it is poached and brought in illegally.
Family Members: None living.
Partners: The Question, Huntress, Oracle, Black Canary.
History:
Mari grew up in a small South African village, ravaged by war she saw some horrible things a girl of her age should never see. At the age of 13 she had protested against the militia in her village until a riot broke out, the mercenaries peppered the crowd with bullets and the young woman was caught in the side by a stray round. Her parents could not afford medical treatment so they brought her to a witchdoctor, his chanting and various incantations and spells, mixed with ancient remedies had healed her miraculously, instead of being almost dead from a bulletwound she emerged stronger than ever.
One fateful night Mari's uncle, a lieutenant in the militia had caught word that her parents had taken part in the protest with her. That night he killed each parent in cold blood right before her eyes. Mari fled from the armed man, hiding in a small ditch until he gave up the search and left, she could seem to sense his movements and track him, almost like an animal does with it's prey. After he had left she went to the local church where her grandfather worked, he took her in and taught her the ideals she carried on through the years, how to never kill and to treat others as you would like to be treated.
During her teenage years she developed a strong bond with animals, making friends with them wherever and whenever she found them. With these new friends she felt she took on the traits of them, around lions she felt proud and dignified, making her a true queen of the plains. This time with the animals had changed her and given her instincts much like them, aiding her survival. With this newly acquired power she escaped her small town having seen the terrible things that go on there and took refuge on an export going to Gotham City, her new home.
In Gotham, Mari took up a job at a modeling agency to make a quick buck to get her on her feet. After the years she saw how sickening this city really was and decided she should do what any other do-gooder did and become a vigilante. Wearing faux animal fur she made a costume for herself and took on the mantle of "Vixen" to remove thugs from the streets of Gotham, or atleast possibly reeducate them. Along the years she also make good friends with fellow vigilante "The Question" helping him track various mob goons down, only downside is she disagrees with his moral views on killing criminals, she near enough severed her ties with him after she viewed him cut a drug dealer's head off with a fire axe, deciding Question was almost as bad as the people he hunts. Mari from time to time has been known to help Question for old times sake if needed. (Took liberties with the character to make her fit more into Gotham but I was doing this to make her more like a Nolan-verse character)
Your Name: José
Age: 18
Means of contact:josedelgado1991@yahoo.co.uk
Passphrase: Admin Edit
Roleplay example:
The night was cold and dark, Mari was sitting on a small bench in The Narrows waiting for her friend and team mate, looking up to the stars she wondered if Q would ever show up and if she would have to deal with these crack addicts alone.
"Come on Question, I haven't got all day"
She said to herself, humming slightly. The stunning woman was clad in different clothing to her usual. Forgoing the costume to make her feral she wore her usual city clothes, a black and gold halter top, PVC skirt and boots. Only remaining aspect of her old costume was her ninja-esque gloves with climbing apparatus on them.
"Here goes."
Her soft Mahogany lips curved into a cute smile, seeing the shadowy figure before her. A tall handsome looking man... If he had a face that is, Vixen always had a slight crush on him, it was his voice: a gravelly mix of creepy monotony and general apathy, god did it make her feel sick to her stomach, but at the same time made him all the more attractive.
"Miss M'cabe. Good to see you, not in uniform I see"
The creepy monotonous voice sent a shiver down her spine, a slight gasp came from her lips, unable to even speak to the man at first, just his whole presence brought up so many feelings.
"N-No not today Question. I felt it easier to go low key"
Her thick African accent said, she always spoke in a soft and kind manner unless she had seen something extremely horrifying and was really angered with the person. Something Question has made her do many times.
With a tip of his hat he turned. Storming the nearby crack den and booting in the door. Stirring all the men inside up to give a distraction. Mari took a hop onto the nearby fire escape and climbed up each floor, watching Question go through these men, shoving a knife into them. Sticking them like Pigs, her heart sank seeing him do this, but she carried on. Storming up those stairs until she hit the top floor. Freddy Dubois, a known drug pusher and is wanted on four cases murder and two for animal abuse for his pitbull fighting racket, that angered Mari so much she decided to hunt him, tracking him like a hunter does an animal.
"Stop right there!"
She yelled to the man, with her last word The Question kicked in the door to him, covered in various visceral fluids. He tipped his hat to them both.
"You can either let me take you in, or Question can put you in the morgue. Your call."
She had a slight grin on her face, knowing she has finally caught a man known for the heinous crime of turning poor animals against one another...
