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Feb 20, 2019 9:02:01 GMT -6
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Individual
Character's full name: Brooklyn Mercy Callahan
Alias/ Nickname/ Code name: Brook, Omega 13
Gender: Female
Age: 32
Date of Birth: 6/7/1985
Birthplace/ Home/ Place of origin: New York
Nationality: American
Ethnicity/ Cultural Heritage: Irish, mix of mostly European descent
Appearance
Hair color and style: Blonde, usually shoulder length, or tied back
Skin Tone: Fair
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 5’11
Build: Athletic, but curvy in all the right places
Visible mutation: Nope
Scars/ Tattoos/ Piercings: Nope
Other features: Nah
Everyday clothing style: Usually a nice shirt, pair of slacks, and comfy shoes
Uniform: Black shirt, black slacks, comfy shoes
Sleepwear: Tank top and boxer shorts
Miscellaneous clothing: If called for, she will wear a dress, or skirt, or something more ‘feminine.’ But she won’t like it.
Character
Personality: Brook can often come across as cold and frigid towards people. She’s all business, even when she isn’t working, and doesn’t have the patience for small talk or anything she deems as stupid or a waste of time. And if it doesn’t have any foreseeable benefit, she sees it as such. Because of her serious and no-nonsense demeanor, she can come across as a bit of an ice queen.
When it comes to her job, Brook is very dedicated, loyal, and does everything by the book and to the letter. In fact, one might say she’s married to the job, and many relationships have suffered because she always puts her work before any partner she may have. She is very level-headed and calculating in all aspects of her life, and believes that she didn’t get as far as she has in life by making impulsive and stupid decisions. She is a very proud person, knowing she worked tooth and nail to accomplish what she has, and is quick to remind her doubters of that.
Outside of the job, Brook is more of a lone wolf. She doesn’t have much of a social life and what little she does have often takes a back seat because duty calls. She longs for a relationship of some kind, however she doesn’t know how to balance business and pleasure long term.
Hobbies/ Interests: Loves Spending time at the shooting range, barhopping, loves everything history related.
Job or part time job and description: SUPER Agent: Mostly called on for covert work, but is perfectly capable of getting her hands dirty when the need arises.
Fears/ phobias/ concerns: Brook fears two things: That which she doesn’t know, and as a result: mutants. She doesn’t understand them, and knows that anyone could literally be capable of anything…
Special talents: Skilled with firearms, multi-lingual, eye for detail
Morality
Good/ bad/ neutral/ other: Lawful Neutral: Brook is very by the book, and will always carry out any order from a superior by the letter. While not necessarily vindictive or mal-intended, orders are orders.
Mutations
Mutation description: Nope
Strengths:An Adapted field has no effect on her
Weaknesses and Limitations: Just a human
Physical Abilities
General Physical Capabilities: Brook is pretty average in the strength department, but her conditioning is top notch. She’s quick on her feet, but this mostly due to her long stride. Brook’s strong points are her stamina and her flexibility.
Fighting Style: Though not formally trained, Brook does have a handful of moves she’d learned in order to take down assailants. As such, her style is purely defensive, relying on counters, and holds that transition from said counters.
Fighting Style Pros/Cons: Pros: She’s a great defensive fighter
Cons: Her offense is limited, so a more technically trained fighter could easily get the upper hand.
History Of Your Character
Brook was born on the other side of the rip, the youngest(and only daughter) of James and Katherine Callahan. Growing up, she was more of a tom boy, preferring to roughhouse with her two older brothers, or play football in the empty lot with the boys. The traditional girly stuff never was her cup of tea. All in all, her life was pretty normal.
Growing up, she’d heard of mutants, people that were…different. All of the stories were bad, painting them in a negative light, which taught her to fear them even though she’d never met one. That she knew of. Academically, Brook excelled, as she was one of those rare girls who were pretty and smart (That's how she feels about it, anyway). All through school, she kept the tomboy phase, never really growing out of it, and she graduated third in her class—to her utter disdain. Once she graduated, she went to college and got a bachelor’s in criminal justice, wanting to fulfill her dream of being in the secret service. But she never could pass the test.
So, she did what she thought would be the next best thing, and joined the NYPD. Her first week on the job, she was called with her partner to a robbery. When they got to the culprit, he climbed up the sides of the buildings, making his escape when they couldn’t keep up. This further planted the seeds of fear in the young woman. When dealing with mutants, she’d become a bit harsher as a defense mechanism.
Though, she never used any unnecessary force, at least, according to her peers.
After a couple of years on the force, her partner suffered a non-fatal but career ending injury at the hands of a mutant. This caused her to leave the force, and tried yet again to get into the secret service. Once again, it failed, but she was contacted by another agency who’d shown interest in her.
She accepted this position, and found herself a part of SUPER. After four years, she’s managed to work her way up the ranks a little, and was recently assigned to the other side of the rip. But other than that, nothing really changed; she’s still just a woman in her thirties, married to her work.
Roleplay
What’s your OOC alias?: Fishy
Where did you learn about this site?: Google
Do you have any other characters on MRO, if so who: Jay, Blaine, Skye, Dante
Sample RP:
Every muscle in her body ached, screamed for some kind of break or relief. Chasing down mutant menaces to society was dangerous work, but it was what she lived for. Someone had to keep New York safe, so it may as well be Brooklyn Callahan. Sure, she was tired, and exhausted, and she was sure there were a couple of times she probably could have died, but the woman kind of liked when they chose the hard way. Sometimes. It kept her in shape and on her toes. And she usually did a pretty good job at tagging her mutant. Though…maybe tomorrow she’d take it easy. Maybe.
But now, as her body begged for rest, she opened the door to her apartment and made her way inside. The tall, blond woman changed out of her usual dressy-yet-comfortable attire, into a tank top and a pair of shorts, ready for bed. But before that…she went to the kitchen and opened up a bottle of liquor. She plopped down on the couch, taking a swig from the bottle.
She really needed to find a partner…
But on the other hand, passing out with a bottle of booze in your hand wasn’t half bad either. Maybe one of these days she’d be able to do both.
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