Name
Ariel Maggie Grace
Nickname
Ariel is fine.
Age
Eighteen
Ethnicity and Hometown
She's Irish and Scottish mixed, but was raised in New York, New York.
Sexuality
She feels like everyone deserves an equal chance with her, so she's bisexual.
Power
Power Constructs- Create constructs out of the energy.
House
The Teuflisch House is where she stays.
Appearance
Ariel isn't skinny nor fat, but a good in between. She's 5'6", weighs 115 pounds, and her measurements are 35-25-39. She exercises everyday, which gives her a fit look with flat abs. On her heart shaped face no one could ever find a blemish, scar, or scratch, but she posses many freckles all across her body; on her face, they're mainly on her cheeks and across her nose. She happens to have pimples sometimes, but always keeps it covered with her makeup.
Ariel's eyes are a bright blue green; the left one's a little darker than the right and next to her right eye she has a small beauty mark. Her nose is slender. She has no scars on her body whatsoever. She has a fair skin complexion due to her race, a sugar powder color. Her hair is below her chest, normally in big loss waves, it's a medium brown color with natural highlights.
When it comes to dressing she's very classy, never anything to tight or short or reveling. No is she trashy, never wearing things to baggy, that smell bad, or dirty. She normally wears something with a collar, dresses an shirts, and commonly known for wearing a tank-top with a see through button-downed collared shirt.
Special Marks
Ariel has two normal ear piercings in her lobes and a belly button piercing.
Occupation:
Ariel works at a coffee shop, which she takes great pleasure in. She loves to smell coffee and to drink some when she feels herself growing thirsty on her short breaks.
Likes
Psychology || Smiling || Studying || Her Family || Reading || Laughing || Camping || Sushi || Paris, France || Cooking || Photography || Dancing || Friends || Nice People || Animals || Diamonds || Jewelry || Babies || Feathers || Birds, Especially Red Ones || Sunsets || Sunrises || All Phases of the Moon, Especially Full Moons || Flowers || Paintings || History || Family || Victorian Styled Things || Running || Snow || Karate || Boxing || Pranking || Joking Around || Attractive People || History || Medicine ||
Dislikes
Sweating || Pain || Missing School || Being Sick || Seeing People Sad || Being Bitten || Loud Noises || Thunder || Lightning || People Yelling || Really Hot Places || Really Cold Places || Blood | Being Uncomfortable || Bad Smells || Text to Often || To Much Body Hair || Mean or Rude People || Static || Television ||
Fears: Dying Young || Forgetting What She Knows || Being Killed || Losing the People She Loves ||
Fears
Dying || Being Heartbroken || Watching Her Loved Ones Die || Failing || Being Forgotten || Being Disliked ||
Secret
When she first used her powers she killed about twenty people because she didn't know how to use her ability. Her mother told the police that the people trying to rob the hospital put a bomb in it to blow it up, but it was Ariel.
Personality
Ariel is a jokester. Her humor is normally sarcastic and at times they can be hurtful because she doesn't care if she hurts you a little. She likes to be a little rebellious, being told what to do is rather annoying to her and she doesn't deal with such things well. Someone tells her to sit she stands, told to walk she'll run, she'll only listen if that's what she wants to do. She doesn't do this to be difficult, she just does it for the fun. When it comes to her her favorite thing is to laugh, that's all she wants to do. She loves the feeling of having a smile or laugh caught in her throat choking her. Oh, she loves the feeling when her and hurt so much from laughing. Ariel can laugh or find humor in the smallest things, why? Because she's a extremely happy person. She doesn't find herself getting upset easily, she just loves the feel of happy way to much.
When it comes to getting anger you don't want to be around her, it's rate but deadly. When she gets really upset she doesn't mind beating the shit out of anyone, something she's good at. Just because Ariel's sweet doesn't mean you should fight her, she'd mess you up. She loves to fight, she took boxing and karate for years, and she knows how to handle herself. She's not a weak person and isn't afraid to hurt someone, she'd do it in a heart beat. To her fighting is her strong point, because she knows she'll most likely win the fight, she practices hard enough to know how to. Ariel has never started a fight in her life, but if someone comes up to her yelling in her face and pushing her she'll swing really quick. Ariel stands her ground and she'll die before she lets someone try to push her around, in her book that's a no no. Her confidence isn't strong, but her fighting pride is off the charts.
When meeting Ariel she'll be sweet and probably talk to you like crazy. She'll smile and laugh and probably laugh a little. Ariel also loves to pull pranks, and she'll do it to someone whether she knows them or not. She does the prank depending on the person, she usually does small ones, why? Because they're so stupid they make her laugh. She's also very confident in herself. She walks with her head held high, chin up, back arched, and with long powerful strides. She also wears colors usually reds, which shows power. This behavior leads most to believe that she thinks she's better than everyone else, but that's not true. Ariel has confidence and her body language shows it. It's obvious she's proud of herself and would never let anyone put her down it make her feel bad about herself.
Partying. This girl loves to party her body out. She loves to dance and drink at parties, and she loves getting drunk, but the hangovers around always so fun. She likes to feel the hype and the energy I. The warm when at parties, which boost up her abilities a lot. She may like to party, but she's not the type of girl that gets drunk and makes out and has sex with everyone, she's not a hoe, but she wants people to think that for some odd reason. She wants people to think she puts out, she hasn't though. She hasn't even had her first kiss or even a first boyfriend, by choice of course.
History
Ariel was raised by two parents, a nurse of a mother and a historian for a father. Every since she was young she was taught about medical things, how to stop a wound from bleeding so much, how to stitch herself up if she must, and other things from her mother and with her father he taught her other things to like: past wars, famous people, our founding fathers and other things. Ariel had also been put into karate, boxing, and self defenses classes at the age of five. He use to give her little scenarios for her to figure out. Her fondest memory of one was when her father had returned home from an eight hour shift when she was ten. He has sat down on the couch and she'd ran over to him and sat in his lap. He chucked and began speaking. "Find the flaw," he had told her, "April 15th, 1865 at 9:50 P.M. Abraham Lincoln was assassinated." Ariel gave a small giggle, "That's simple. He was killed at 10:15 P.M.!" She was so excited about how she was right. Her father had told her how smart she was and how she was so intelligent. "Correct!" He how'd shouted for for.
With her fathers inspiration when she turned ten she started going with her fathers to conventions where he'd be told information of the advances and histories of cultures around the world. Everything she'd learned stuck with her. With her parents being what they were they had some money to travel America a little, taking Ariel to see some historical landmarks of the world the just lived in. Her favorite was the White House, she loved all the old paintings, the statues, and the new information she gathered from the holographic informers, at the time she was ten as well. And this was the best thing she's seen so far in her life, and for a while the last.
A few months after the Washington trip she went to work with her mother. They were in her office as she filled out some paper work about the birth she'd just delivered, a pretty, young, Upper Class girl. "Was the baby alright?" She had asked her mother and she nodded. Ariel had smiled back. "I'm going to go use the restroom." She told her mother and left the room.
Once she was done in the bathroom she could hear a large commotion outside the door. "Give me all your pills!" Ariel could hear men continuously yell and gun shots and screams followed. Ariel's mother had been murder for refusing to give away any of the medication without pay, even if it costed her life which it did. Ariel could feel a warmth coming from within her like a punch. Closing her she felt like something had exploding and when opening them again the bathroom around her was gone.
She had ran gone right away and to her surprise her mom was already home. "I thought you were dead!" She exclaimed then wrapped her arms around her. They then say her down and told her about her abilities and about a school she could go to to learn how to use them better.
Getting an acceptance letter at the age of twelve she started school as soon as possible. It was easy for her to make friends and her along with everyone, she had always been a social butterfly and this school was no different and she became popular quickly. Out of all her classes the combat training was her favorite since she had been fighting for such a long time and because she was one of the best even though she was a girl. She would spend a lot of after class time in the combat room to get help from the teacher to help perfect her moves and fight technics and soon she became closer to him than she expected. Throughout the years she feels like they've become best friends and she had a crush on him.
Family
Anna Lila Grace- Mother || Greg Bruce Grave- Father
Pets
She likes animals, but she doesn't want any pets.
Theme Song
Everybody Loves Me || One Republic
Anything Else
She may possibly be in love with one of her teachers.
Ariel Maggie Grace
Nickname
Ariel is fine.
Age
Eighteen
Ethnicity and Hometown
She's Irish and Scottish mixed, but was raised in New York, New York.
Sexuality
She feels like everyone deserves an equal chance with her, so she's bisexual.
Power
Power Constructs- Create constructs out of the energy.
House
The Teuflisch House is where she stays.
Appearance
Ariel isn't skinny nor fat, but a good in between. She's 5'6", weighs 115 pounds, and her measurements are 35-25-39. She exercises everyday, which gives her a fit look with flat abs. On her heart shaped face no one could ever find a blemish, scar, or scratch, but she posses many freckles all across her body; on her face, they're mainly on her cheeks and across her nose. She happens to have pimples sometimes, but always keeps it covered with her makeup.
Ariel's eyes are a bright blue green; the left one's a little darker than the right and next to her right eye she has a small beauty mark. Her nose is slender. She has no scars on her body whatsoever. She has a fair skin complexion due to her race, a sugar powder color. Her hair is below her chest, normally in big loss waves, it's a medium brown color with natural highlights.
When it comes to dressing she's very classy, never anything to tight or short or reveling. No is she trashy, never wearing things to baggy, that smell bad, or dirty. She normally wears something with a collar, dresses an shirts, and commonly known for wearing a tank-top with a see through button-downed collared shirt.
Special Marks
Ariel has two normal ear piercings in her lobes and a belly button piercing.
Occupation:
Ariel works at a coffee shop, which she takes great pleasure in. She loves to smell coffee and to drink some when she feels herself growing thirsty on her short breaks.
Likes
Psychology || Smiling || Studying || Her Family || Reading || Laughing || Camping || Sushi || Paris, France || Cooking || Photography || Dancing || Friends || Nice People || Animals || Diamonds || Jewelry || Babies || Feathers || Birds, Especially Red Ones || Sunsets || Sunrises || All Phases of the Moon, Especially Full Moons || Flowers || Paintings || History || Family || Victorian Styled Things || Running || Snow || Karate || Boxing || Pranking || Joking Around || Attractive People || History || Medicine ||
Dislikes
Sweating || Pain || Missing School || Being Sick || Seeing People Sad || Being Bitten || Loud Noises || Thunder || Lightning || People Yelling || Really Hot Places || Really Cold Places || Blood | Being Uncomfortable || Bad Smells || Text to Often || To Much Body Hair || Mean or Rude People || Static || Television ||
Fears: Dying Young || Forgetting What She Knows || Being Killed || Losing the People She Loves ||
Fears
Dying || Being Heartbroken || Watching Her Loved Ones Die || Failing || Being Forgotten || Being Disliked ||
Secret
When she first used her powers she killed about twenty people because she didn't know how to use her ability. Her mother told the police that the people trying to rob the hospital put a bomb in it to blow it up, but it was Ariel.
Personality
Ariel is a jokester. Her humor is normally sarcastic and at times they can be hurtful because she doesn't care if she hurts you a little. She likes to be a little rebellious, being told what to do is rather annoying to her and she doesn't deal with such things well. Someone tells her to sit she stands, told to walk she'll run, she'll only listen if that's what she wants to do. She doesn't do this to be difficult, she just does it for the fun. When it comes to her her favorite thing is to laugh, that's all she wants to do. She loves the feeling of having a smile or laugh caught in her throat choking her. Oh, she loves the feeling when her and hurt so much from laughing. Ariel can laugh or find humor in the smallest things, why? Because she's a extremely happy person. She doesn't find herself getting upset easily, she just loves the feel of happy way to much.
When it comes to getting anger you don't want to be around her, it's rate but deadly. When she gets really upset she doesn't mind beating the shit out of anyone, something she's good at. Just because Ariel's sweet doesn't mean you should fight her, she'd mess you up. She loves to fight, she took boxing and karate for years, and she knows how to handle herself. She's not a weak person and isn't afraid to hurt someone, she'd do it in a heart beat. To her fighting is her strong point, because she knows she'll most likely win the fight, she practices hard enough to know how to. Ariel has never started a fight in her life, but if someone comes up to her yelling in her face and pushing her she'll swing really quick. Ariel stands her ground and she'll die before she lets someone try to push her around, in her book that's a no no. Her confidence isn't strong, but her fighting pride is off the charts.
When meeting Ariel she'll be sweet and probably talk to you like crazy. She'll smile and laugh and probably laugh a little. Ariel also loves to pull pranks, and she'll do it to someone whether she knows them or not. She does the prank depending on the person, she usually does small ones, why? Because they're so stupid they make her laugh. She's also very confident in herself. She walks with her head held high, chin up, back arched, and with long powerful strides. She also wears colors usually reds, which shows power. This behavior leads most to believe that she thinks she's better than everyone else, but that's not true. Ariel has confidence and her body language shows it. It's obvious she's proud of herself and would never let anyone put her down it make her feel bad about herself.
Partying. This girl loves to party her body out. She loves to dance and drink at parties, and she loves getting drunk, but the hangovers around always so fun. She likes to feel the hype and the energy I. The warm when at parties, which boost up her abilities a lot. She may like to party, but she's not the type of girl that gets drunk and makes out and has sex with everyone, she's not a hoe, but she wants people to think that for some odd reason. She wants people to think she puts out, she hasn't though. She hasn't even had her first kiss or even a first boyfriend, by choice of course.
History
Ariel was raised by two parents, a nurse of a mother and a historian for a father. Every since she was young she was taught about medical things, how to stop a wound from bleeding so much, how to stitch herself up if she must, and other things from her mother and with her father he taught her other things to like: past wars, famous people, our founding fathers and other things. Ariel had also been put into karate, boxing, and self defenses classes at the age of five. He use to give her little scenarios for her to figure out. Her fondest memory of one was when her father had returned home from an eight hour shift when she was ten. He has sat down on the couch and she'd ran over to him and sat in his lap. He chucked and began speaking. "Find the flaw," he had told her, "April 15th, 1865 at 9:50 P.M. Abraham Lincoln was assassinated." Ariel gave a small giggle, "That's simple. He was killed at 10:15 P.M.!" She was so excited about how she was right. Her father had told her how smart she was and how she was so intelligent. "Correct!" He how'd shouted for for.
With her fathers inspiration when she turned ten she started going with her fathers to conventions where he'd be told information of the advances and histories of cultures around the world. Everything she'd learned stuck with her. With her parents being what they were they had some money to travel America a little, taking Ariel to see some historical landmarks of the world the just lived in. Her favorite was the White House, she loved all the old paintings, the statues, and the new information she gathered from the holographic informers, at the time she was ten as well. And this was the best thing she's seen so far in her life, and for a while the last.
A few months after the Washington trip she went to work with her mother. They were in her office as she filled out some paper work about the birth she'd just delivered, a pretty, young, Upper Class girl. "Was the baby alright?" She had asked her mother and she nodded. Ariel had smiled back. "I'm going to go use the restroom." She told her mother and left the room.
Once she was done in the bathroom she could hear a large commotion outside the door. "Give me all your pills!" Ariel could hear men continuously yell and gun shots and screams followed. Ariel's mother had been murder for refusing to give away any of the medication without pay, even if it costed her life which it did. Ariel could feel a warmth coming from within her like a punch. Closing her she felt like something had exploding and when opening them again the bathroom around her was gone.
She had ran gone right away and to her surprise her mom was already home. "I thought you were dead!" She exclaimed then wrapped her arms around her. They then say her down and told her about her abilities and about a school she could go to to learn how to use them better.
Getting an acceptance letter at the age of twelve she started school as soon as possible. It was easy for her to make friends and her along with everyone, she had always been a social butterfly and this school was no different and she became popular quickly. Out of all her classes the combat training was her favorite since she had been fighting for such a long time and because she was one of the best even though she was a girl. She would spend a lot of after class time in the combat room to get help from the teacher to help perfect her moves and fight technics and soon she became closer to him than she expected. Throughout the years she feels like they've become best friends and she had a crush on him.
Family
Anna Lila Grace- Mother || Greg Bruce Grave- Father
Pets
She likes animals, but she doesn't want any pets.
Theme Song
Everybody Loves Me || One Republic
Anything Else
She may possibly be in love with one of her teachers.