Cecelia Montarou**Harpie**

Character's real name: Cecelia Montarou
Codename: Harpie

Gender: female
Age: 19
Nationality/Ethnicity: Italian
Birthplace: Trapani, Sicily
Personality: She loves being around people and seeing them happy. She is a social butterfly and hates to be alone. She is full of artistic abilities and when she is unable to be around friends, she indulges in any form of art she can, such as painting, cooking, or textiling.
Notes (hobbies, phobias, worries, ect.): Her hobbies are cooking, painting, singing, swimming, and being with friends. Her phobias are spiders and lightning. She doesn't worry very much except when it comes to trouble with friends or possibly losing control of her powers.

Side (good, bad, or neutral): good

Everyday clothing: denim capris with sheer pink fabric sewed at the bottom, a white tank top under a sheer pink wide-sleeved top, and pink heels
Uniform (when you become an X-Man, your uniform will receive an X-Men logo): tall black boots, pink crop top, tight black pants
Pajamas: blue pajama shorts with penguins and a black tank top, her hair in two low braids

Hair color and style: Long, wavy, silky black hair
Eye color: green
Height: 5'6''
Build: lean body with a few curves

Scars: one rope scar around her right ankle
Tattoos: a small rose on her left shoulder
Piercings: two piercings in each earlobe

Description of ability(ies): hypnotic singing/siren screech
Cons (weaknesses) of ability(ies): can only use her voice for so long, after a while her voice gives out
Fighting style (if any): She fights mostly from a distance. She usually draws her opponent near her then screeches until they pass out or are deafened.

History of your character: Cecelia was brought up in a large, loving family. Her family lived on a large farm on the shoreline of Sicily. She had three older siblings (two brothers, one sister) and only one younger sister. Her eldest brother, Michael, was the sibling she was closest to. Michael would always take her to the beach and build sandcastles with her. After he got married and moved out, he always came back home for Christmas and Cecelia and him would go make sandcastles. They made it into a tradition. Cecelia spent time with each of her siblings, finding something each of them could do together. She is a big family girl and without her family, she would be nothing.
Cecelia’s other brother and youngest sister both love music and they would always ask Cecelia to sing while they played. Abiel, her brother, played guitar and Roxana played the flute. They would always sit outside on the porch and play while Cecelia would sing their favorite lullaby. One day, when they were on the porch, Cecelia began to sing and all the men on the farm seemed to be drawn towards her. All the men stopped what they were doing and went to listen to Cecelia. Cecelia realized that they were hypnotized by the sound of her voice. After discovering her power, she found out about the Xavier school for Gifted Youngsters, which not only trained young mutants but all mutants. She immediately called Xavier and told him her story. He said he would welcome her to the school with open arms but only if her family was aware of it.
After talking to Xavier, Cecelia gathered her family and told them the truth. They were shocked to say the least. When the shock wore off, her family embraced her differences and agreed to let her go to Xavier’s for training. She left the day after with best wishes and demands of letters.

Sample RP: “È cosí bello fuori. Mi potrei si addormentare proprio ora.”(It is so beautiful outside. I could fall asleep right now.) Cecelia said, stretching out on the grass under her favorite oak tree. It was early afternoon and the sun was shining brightly. The family farm was almost completely empty. The farm-hands had been given the day off so many were gone but a few were there just to hang out. Cecelia had decided to relax under her favorite tree and just bask in the sunlight.
A breeze blew past, blowing a strand of Cecelia’s hair into her face. She smiled and moved it back behind her ear. She took in a deep breath and sighed. She then opened her mouth and began to sing her mother’s famous lullaby. She let her voice carry over the farm, not giving any thought to her power. She sang with all of her heart and lost herself in her music. Her voice echoed in the air, the softness of her voice caressing those who listened. The world around her seemed to stop and listen. The breeze stopped and everything grew silent except for her mesmerizing voice. Small animals came out of their burrows and turned towards the lullaby that had filled the air.
When her song was over, she sat silently for a moment, basking in the crisp silence. Then she slowly opened her eyes. She was shocked to see that four of the farm hands who had come to hang out, had been drawn to her because of her music. She sat up, a blush rising to her cheeks. “Oops.”