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Katrina aka Hell-Kat

A vengeful young woman with great power and a plan.

0 · 242 views · located in New York City

a character in “Wannabes”, as played by Makokam

Description

A beautiful girl who knows it and won’t hesitate to use it to her advantage. Her beauty is slightly exotic though often marred by expressions of anger and hatred. She exudes a sense of power that is hidden by a lithe and seemingly soft body

Age: 18

H. Color: Black with White streaks

E. Color: Lavender

Height: 5' 8"

Weight(est.): 130lbs

Personality

Class- Mutant

Plot Preference- I Don't Want to Set the World on Fire

Equipment

Powers Abilities- She has super human strength, speed, agility, and durability, as well as the ability to create and control what she calls "hellfire" as well as normal fire. She is also a competent fighter but has not studied under any particular style.

Tech/Equipment- An armored gauntlet on one arm. It covers her hand and fore-arm up to her elbow. The fingers are shaped like claws and very sharp.

Power Ratings-
Intl: 3
Str: 4
Spd: 3
Dur: 3
Nrg: 4
Fght: 4

History

The first 15 years of her life were spent in Hell under the protection of her mother, a powerful telepath and telekinetic mutant. Once her own powers were developed, they were able to escape and take revenge on the two responsible for their living torment. In the confrontation with their enemies, her whole world was turned inside out and her mother was killed. She escaped and spent the next few years wandering the world, trying to come to terms with her new reality.

That time is over.

So begins...

Katrina aka Hell-Kat's Story

Setting

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#, as written by Makokam
A young woman pushed her way through the crowd surrounding a caged arena in the center of a warehouse. The noise was nearly deafening by the time they reached the ring, and she pushed a large man aside to finally got a good look at the combatants.

A wiry skin head with piercings all through his face was facing off against a shorter man with shaggy black hair, and threw a charging punch. The shorter man stepped to the side reaching his hand out, grabbing the skinhead by the back of the head and pushing him passed him. Before he could fall face first into the mat though, a long monkey like tail whipped out of the back of the black haired mans pants, caught the skin head by the neck, and then hurled him backwards into the opposite side of the cage.

So this was “Rabat”.

The crowed screamed and booed as Rabat glared at the crowed through the cage, his tail twitching before he pulled it back into his pants.

A large man came up to the cage, handed over some cash, and was let in. He removed his leather jacket and tossed it aside while Rabat paced back and forth. The large man came at him swinging, and Rabat easily dodged the first flurry of punches before twisting and driving an uppercut into the mans gut. The large man was lifted off his feet, but he had latched onto Rabat’s arm, and when he came down, lifted the smaller man and tossed him through the air at the side of the cage.

Rabat twisted in mid-air and “landed” on the side of the cage, his toes and fingers gripping the interlocking wires of chain link. He glared at the large man again and launched himself off the side of the cage, torpedoing the man in the gut. He stood and lifted the man by the arm and tossed him through the air into the side of cage. The man had risen to his knee when Rabat reached him and booted him in the face, knocking him back against the cage where he lay unconscious.

The crowed went wild, screaming everything from encouragement to obscenities and death threats.

The man who seemed to be running the fights called Rabat over to the side and she moved to where she could listen.

Rabat was kneeling to be on a more level ground with the manager and she managed to catch a snatch of conversation, “-ant do that.”

“He pissed me off,” Rabat said in the kind of gruff voice that could be either comforting or the most threatening thing you’d ever heard.

“They always piss you off. They have to think they can take you or there wont be any fights.”

“Fine.”

Kat stood and thought for a moment, and then said to the man who was standing behind her, “If you even think about groping my ass again I’m going to stab you, skin you, burn you, shit on you, mount you on the wall, and then I’ll make you wish you were dead.”

The man moved away quickly.

She decided what she was going to do and moved towards the fight manager, “How much to fight the monkey?”