a g e . . . 18
r o l e . . . Teen Three
h e i g h t . . . 5'6 foot.
w e i g h t . . . 129 lbs.
e t h n i c i t y . . . American
a b i l i t y . . . Electrokinesis: by focusing her mind, Miranda can collect static electricity in an area and release it through her hands to create a sunning effect. The effect is more powerful if there's more static electricity in a radius of ten feet around her, but works perfectly fine with little static electricity in the area as well. Her power with minimal electricity in the area can stun a person for up to five seconds or so, as well as create a lot of pain. If aimed at the heart or back of head, it could kill a person.
Drawback; The more frequently the power is used, the higher the chance of the electricity might hit back on her, damaging her body or paralyzing her for shorter whiles. Also, if there's too much static electricity in the area, the lightning could come in form of bolts with unpredictable patterns, meaning she could end up hurting those around her, friend or enemy.
t a t t o o s / s c a r s . . . Has one long scar going from her left shoulder to right hip with very uneven stings. Has a tattoo around hr left ankle which looks like a fire and goes halfway up her leg.
a p p e a r a n c e . . . Miranda has long and dense blond hair which normally reach about halfway down her back, deep brown eyes, and a overall friendly and charming face, almost making it weird that she wasn't popular among the guys while in school. Moving on, she has a tall and slender figure, not appearing to be as athletic as she is. On her back, she has a long cut from an accident when travelling, badly stitched up so it becomes very obvious if she takes off her shirt.
p e r s o n a l i t y . . . Since she was born, Miranda has always been mute. Never been able to talk to others in a normal way, never able to laugh when something fun or entertaining happened, and never able to scream in pain. Many would look at her and think she is depressed due to her normally quite emotionless face, but in most cases, she's just thoughtful. If she feels angered or hateful towards others, another site of her awakens. Nobody know why (Or know about it for that sake) but when feeling hateful, a more sadistic side awakens. If she really hates somebody, she'd go long ways just to see them cry, to hear their screams, and to see their blood flow.
Normally though, when in a normal state, Miranda would appear as a very laid back and relaxed person with a bad smoking habit. She doesn't stress over much and takes life as it comes. She normally communicates through either the notepad she always carries around, or a computer if there is one avilable. She hates it when people talks like she can't hear them just because she can't speak, it has happened before.
c r u s h . . . TBA
d a n g e r l e v e l . . .(1-10) In her normal state, she wouldn't pass 5. Maybe 4'5-4'5. However, when truly angered, she could reach up around 9.
a s p i r a t i o n s . . . To find someone that understands her, without having to use words to express it.
d o m i n a n t e m o t i o n . . . Silent, calm.
q u i r k s / o d d i t i e s . . . Mute, smoker, sadistic.
s k i l l s . . . Miranda is a very structured person. If she plans something, she'd go through every detail and plan out every alternative route/progression she would be able to think of before executing the plan, regardless of if she's baking a cake or breaking into a bank. (Something that has yet to happen) Other than that, she has strong arms and legs, letting her execute several acrobatic moves, though she prefers not to
f i v e g o o d t r a i t s . . . Friendly, adaptive, supporting, intelligent, structured.
f i v e b a d t r a i t s . . . Smoker, sadistic (at times), bad sympathizer, not very active in conversations, hard to learn more about.
l i k e s
♥ Friendliness.
♥ Sweets.
♥ The idea behind love.
d i s l i k e s
✘ Death.
✘ Those who think she cannot do anything just because she can't talk.
✘ Being backtalked.
s e x u a l i t y . . . Pansexual
Equipment~
a v e r a g e c l o t h i n g . . . A pair of long jeans, preferably a little too long so they have to be folded at the bottom, and a tee-shirt of some kind, normally a very plain one. Along with that, a pair of simple shoes, the most common ones are blue.
k e e p s a k e s . . . A notepad and a pencil with an eraser on the top of it.
w e a p o n . . . Would normally carry around a butterfly knife, but has knowledge when it comes to throwing or using smaller blades in general.
History~
b i o . . . Want to start from the beginning? Alright then! Mira was born mute, something very uncommon due to the lack of diseases and such that could make somebody mute, but still, she became so. Growing up was a hard task when Miranda couldn't talk to anybody. She couldn't write during her first years either, so she had no way to communicate with those around her. Those who approached her quickly got 'bored' of her and left her alone, not knowing how hurt the young girl felt on the inside. Being all alone, Miranda early on learnt how to write and read, a suggestion she got from one of those working at the boarding school. Both to improve academics-vise, and to have a way to communicate with others.
Several years later, Miranda was still alone. No matter how hard she tried, she never managed to make any friends. She was looked at as weird, strange, and so on. At one point, the other kids even started to make fun of her for not being able to reply to anybody without writing, not even thinking that it wasn't her own fault. Feeling more alone than ever, at one point, one of the kids stood up for her and wanted to be her friend. The boy was popular among both genders, between the girls for being handsome and between the boys for being good at sports, and to top it off, because he was good at making friends. The boy's name was Michael and their friendship developed quickly. At one point, Miranda didn't even have to write down anything, he understood everything based on her body language, and it was the greatest feeling ever from Miranda's side. Too bad it wasn't going to last.
Only two weeks after Miranda and Michael got close enough for him to truly understand her, he ended up dying in a car accident while they were walking back from the mall after buying in some new equipment for school. Just based on the way Michael was hit, Miranda already knew that if he wasn't dead, he would die in a very short time. The driver, who came out of the crash without any injuries, tried to apologize and were crying from the mistake he had done, killing the boy. Miranda, who was now almost lying on the ground crying down onto it without any sound at all, returned the favor with hitting the man in the chest before running away, leaving a trail of tears behind her.
When finally graduating high school with top grades, Miranda had enough of the normal life she had mostly been living up until then. Less than a week after Michael died, the bullying had started again and it lasted till the second year of high school before it finally ended because the bullies realized that she didn't react at all to them. Miranda knew the name of the man who killed Michael, and she met him at several occasions later. Her hate for him grew every time she saw him, and at one point, she couldn't hold back all her angry and depressed emotions anymore. A life for a life, wasn't that what they said? She was going to kill him.
Going after him one day equipped with a butterfly knife she stole from a friend of hers, Miranda stalked the man back to where he lived alone, and sneaked inside after him and tied him to a chair with some tape she found in a drawer in the man's home. After covering over his mouth and immobilizing him, the release of her negative emotions started. Stab by stab, cut by cut, Miranda slowly but surely killed the man. She spent over three days with killing him, just to get out all of her anger and depression. When the man finally died, she ran away, only bringing with her some money she stole from him and what little she had of clothing, kept in a simple shoulderbag.
o n e g r e a t e s t f e a r . . . To lose someone she truly liked again.
o n e g r e a t e s t s e c r e t . . . Tortured someone to death over the course of three days.
t h e m e s o n g . . . Chain - Back On (Acoustic version)
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