IndividualCharacter's full name: Naomi Porter (Changes it routinely and generally gives people fake names)
Alias/ Nickname/ Code name:N/A
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Date of Birth: April 12, 1986
Nationality/ Ethnicity: American/Non-Spanish White
Birthplace/ Home/ Place of origin: Bristol, Virginia
Appearanceideagirlconsulting.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/cheryl-cole2.jpgHair color and style: Naturally brown but changed constantly with identity
Eyes: Green (Changes periodically with colored contacts
Height: 5'6
Build: Moderately curvy
Visible mutation: N/A
Scars/ Tattoos/ Piercings: She uses clip ons and temporary tat's when necessary
Other features: N/A
Everyday clothing style: Her style adapts to her need, as a traveling con woman she wears a myriad of different outfits. Whether it be a nun's garments or a strippers G-String, as long as it'll help her score, she'll wear it.
Uniform: N/A
Sleepwear: Anything from Church style pajama's to Lingerie to The Nude, whatever suits the moment
Miscellaneous clothing: N/A
CharacterPersonality: Her actual personality is one composed of some of the worst quirks a person could have. She's selfish, only caring for herself and no one else. Greedy and envious, wanting and taking whatever she pleases without another thought. Wrathful, seeking strike misery on anyone that would displease her. The most dramatic quirk of all is her distaste towards sexual behavior of any kind. Having to "Be in character" so many times, she's grown cold to it and even looks at it with displeasure.
Due to her profession, however, her personality is ever changing. Like water, she's trained herself to fit any container she's put in. Lonely housewife, no problem, thrill seeking big game hunter, easy, devoted traveling lady preacher, easy peasy. There's very little she can't do, a true actress and confidence woman above all else.
Hobbies/ Interests: Practicing small cons on easy marks, shopping, acting, singing, watching idiots faces when they think she died, dancing, gambling and painting/drawing
Job or part time job and description: Traveling Confidence Woman
Fears/ phobias/ concerns: Fear of falling in love, scared of being trapped, Fear of mashed potatoes
Special talents: She's pretty good at singing, acting, dancing and painting/drawing, due to the classes as a child
MoralityGood/ bad/ neutral/ other: Evil, Bad, Dirty, Rotten, No Good, etc
MutationsMutation description: Makeup Manipulation - Her body has the odd ability to instantaneously create and apply makeup to any part of her figure. While this began with the relatively easy ability to synthesize basic powders like blush to her cheeks. It's now been trained to the point where she can apply special effects style makeup anywhere on her body. Akin to those you see in a zombie movie with what appears to be gashes, hanging eyes and disemboweled body's. Due to the makeup being synthesized from her body, it holds a permanent and natural feel until she decides to remove it from her body. Outside of that the time line it lasts is indefinite.
Strengths: Allows her to dramatically change her bodies appearance on the fly
Weaknesses: No real offensive capability, Can only apply to one self, 50% of self must remain natural at all times, cannot make any unnatural changes such as complete skin change or something akin to full body shifting
Secondary mutation description: Makeup Removal -
Her other ability is one more for hilarity then anything else. By tapping into the innate structure of makeup, she's able to remove it from other people and manipulate it in non combative ways. Such as taking blush of another girl and applying it to herself or causing it to float in a cloud like form. The range of this is limited to 25 meters and only able to be used on one make up facet at a time.
Strengths:Can be funny for her, good for messing with people
Weaknesses: No real combative use, can only work at 25 meters, can only affect one makeup facet at a time
Fighting Style Die and Run Fu
Explanation: Generally takes a hit and feigns epic damage then escapes later
Pros for fighting style: Makes getting away pretty easy and can scar the attacker pretty well
Cons for fighting style: No Offensive Use, Unhelpful once figured out
Faction AllegianceN/A
History Of Your Character Born twenty four years ago to a traveling con artist and a no good courtesan of the night, her life would be anything but stable. Even from before she could remember, she participated in, what her father called "liberating money from it's owner". In all essence she was merely a prop he'd use to help sucker some chump from their hard dough. This wouldn't change with age either. Never attending an education system of any kind, she would instead be taught the ways of confidence game by her grifty dad and trick turning mom.
It was something she took a liking to though, a shine if you will. Maybe it was genetics that predisposed her to such a talent or perhaps the fine schooling from her folks, either way, she was pretty darn good at it. Good at all scams all around but particularly ones that involved seducing the target. She loved taking a character and really getting to know her victims likes and dislikes before taking him for all he was worth. Too supplement this, her parents would do their best to hire her arts coaches when they could, that way she'd be more adaptive to the situation.
It was during one of these scams that her power was discovered. While doing a swindling gig she noticed she forgot her costume. The clock winded down and just moments before the mark approached, the makeup she needed appeared, as though by magic, right where it needed to be. It wasn't perfect though and she lost though con. Definitely worth the couple hundred bucks though as she now had a brand new trick up her connin sleeve.
Years were spent like this, in fact a majority of her natural life. It wasn't until she was twenty years old that she decided to strike it on her own. Her and her family were never particularly close and used each other more as props in each others cons, so saying goodbye wasn't really that difficult. In the end she wanted to know she could make it big on her own. There was a wide world out there with all kinds of treasures to be "liberated" and she was gonna be the one that did it.
Four years later you get to where she is now, flying into New York from Tokyo after her last big score and ready to blow through the money like no tomorrow. Perhaps Vegas would be a better venue? Wherever she's going, she's going in full force, get ready to get broke.
RoleplayWhere did you learn about this site?: Google
Do you have any other characters on MRO, if so who: None
Sample RP: "RAWWWWWRRRRR I LOVE BEING A DINOSAUR, NOTHING'S BETTER THEN BEING A DINOSAUR" Bellowed the costumed Naomi as she stomped and crashed around the mock Lego city. Her not so tremendous feet becoming sorer and sorer with each step. Still she continued trudged on, utterly geared towards decimating every building that lay below her being. Oddly enough she wasn't the only one participating in this word roleplay. A man was present as well, yet not garbed in the same peculiar get up as her. Just an ordinary looking guy, well as ordinary as you can get sitting criss cross and clapping like a lunatic.
"Keep Stomping hahahah keep stomping" the man said gleefully as he bubbled with the enthusiasm of a nine year old with a shiny new firetruck. There was way too much on the line for her to not give into the quirky gents desires, so stomp around she did.
What an odd day it had been, just a couple hours earlier she had met this would be millionaire in a coffee shop sipping a steamy cup of joe after a long days work. A business executive at an up and coming corporate superpower. Goes to show her that not every guy with an out there fetish walks around in a pikachu costume muttering about yogurt goblins and government sandals. Then again, this was definitely not something anyone could have seen coming.
"Who their right mind could find this erotic? I'm DESTROYING a toy city, that's like getting heated over an earthquake." She thought to herself while she went reptar on the poor plastic populace. It was doubtful she'd ever fully understand these type of marks and she knew it, then again, she just had to play the part.
"I LOVE YOU, WILL YOU STAY FOREVER" The man had spurt out suddenly. Definitely not what you'd expect, especially after only being there for the better part of a day.
"I love you too Dougie, I'll never leave" The woman said as she knelt in front of the overgrown child. A giddy smile would streak across his face as he clapped hysterically. It was like seeing all the innocent joy in the world in the mans eyes. Pure happiness.
"Hey Dougie, can I please go get a dinosaur snack, I'm really hungry" She said rubbing her stomach playfully yet with a look of baby like seriousness.
"Of course you can, just don't be gone for long, I'll miss you" He said while looking down slightly depressed.
"Don't worry Dougie, I'll never leave you" Naomi whispered in his ear softly. Not seeing the brief and timeless grin spreading from his lips. Not a second later she stood up and walked only far enough to grip a nearby vase in her hands, then......
CRASH
The man was out cold and there was nothing stopping her from wiping him clean. Her only regret was she wouldn't see his face when he woke up to an empty house. Other then that, it was a good day.
