your point? I'm ot sure if i should interupt dans ultra, but he's supposed to help people. But then...is Karen sexy? Lol, just joking. let me decide.
can you re-post your sheet?
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Well she's her face is covered with nasty scars, she's missing her left arm and leg which have been swapped out with brutal clawed replacements.if you still need it here it is
<spoiler=Karen>
Name: Karen Furuka
Alias: The Daemon-kin
Age: 23
Appearance: Karen is a roughly 5?9? indian girl, who?s black hair is cropped short. Her body and face is heavily scarred so she typically wears copious amounts of bandages on her face. Her left leg and arm was blown off after she accidentally stepped on a unexploded land mine but her leg was replaced by a special prosthetic which is customized to look like a gargoyle?s leg and a largely clawed hand. She has to carry around a heavy backpack which contains the power source for her arm and leg.
Personality: Confrontational at best. She typically winds up stalking the darker parts of society, brutally killing those she seems fit. She?s wound up with a deep hatred for druggies and others of that sort. Her personality is strongly dislikable.
Powers: Empathy. She can sense emotions and intents by just making pysical contact and can make subtle changes to their emotions. Her emotions however are likewise influenced by others if she isn?t paying attention.In addition if she concentrates hard enough he can subvert most weak-minded individuals to her bidding though the effect only remains as long as she concentrates.
Weapons: She wields a large chainsaw in combat along with her powerful prosthesis.
Bio: Karen was born twenty-three years back on April, 14th. She was born to a family of four children with her being the fifth child. Karen?s mother died in childbirth and her father blamed her for it. After her sixth birthday, an irate and irrational father kicked her out of the house, where she found herself in a new world alone, and hated. She found her powers at the around the age of 7 years. She was about to be raped by a druggie when her scream, caused a empathic wave of terror into the entire neighborhood literally causing riots. It was just after that when she began her string of petty thefts. After one gone wrong she was forced to flee from the police where she ran into a open field. This was where she stepped upon the land mine which ripped apart her left limbs and the superheated shrapnel slashed her face, leaving scars that have yet even begin to heal. When she woke up she was in the room of a light skinned gentlemen who claimed to be ?a teacher and a friend?. She was afraid to believe him at first but soon she warmed up to him and became close friends with him. After three years of training with her powers under ?The Master?s? watchful eyes. During her 11th birthday, ?the Master? surprised her with two gifts. One being her prosthetics, the other being her freedom. His first gift was the first gift she had ever recieved. Three days later she made her way back to her house and brutally murdered her father with her new gift, she then proceeded to tear the house down in a fit of rage. When she returned to her master?s house however, there was nothing left. No scorch marks, no garden where she trained, no bed where she slept. All she could find was a note carved into a tree trunk. It simply said ?I?m sorry.? a week after the message she was still sobbing and bawling. Screaming curses into the sky and screaming profanity to the earth. Her teen years can only be described as hellish. She was found and detained by social services and forced to enroll into a high school. Those few years of high school were nothing but taunting, pranks, and hazings, from the popular kids in school. Hell broke out as one of the one of the jocks ripped off her bandages at the school dance, revealing hideous scars in front of the entire school, the laughter rippled through her mind and as the horrible thoughts coallessed she went on a psychotic rampage. Her rampage was so violent she ended up killing 70 people and sending 18 others into the intensive care. Every last one who witnessed the rampage was instituted from the post traumatic stress. Immediately after the incident, her escape from the law began, and she made a career as a mercenary, selling her murderous skills for the highest price.
Alignment: Lawful Evil; against the serum, as her empathic blasts are the only way for her to cope with horrible scars.
Other: Dislikes men.
Beat had gotten up and went outside, she saw Dan with the girl.
'HOLY! Is she OK?'
She ran forward and grabbed the girl, taking her up to her second home.
But it was dragging on and I had nothing to do.
Go for it. I'm notoriously hard to offend on the other forums I go to.
Karen made a small moan as she was picked up. Her mind unconsciously reached out and sent happy thoughts to the one who was picking her up. Her voice was small and weak "I'm... sorry master..."
Dan spun his head round.
"Help-her..." He grunted, his eyes completely read. He was bleading from his nose and mouth. He looked back at jason, his hands still in the air.
She put her down on her sofa.
'I'm sure I got some first aid around here...'
She opened a draw and took out a load of bandages.
'Aha!'
She started bandaging her injuries.
Ricky walked toward the building the bad woman had been talen into, and walked to the front desk and asked the clerk"Where the ladies" the receptionist was afraid at how he looked so she said top floor In a scared tone. Arma walked to the metal doorthe lady pointed to and pressed the button, the door didn't open. So he shot a few spikes into it, and wrenched it open. He walked in and pressed the topmost button.
Karen slowly stirred. "Urrggh." She soon managed to open her eyes to see she was in a room and not outside. Her arm and leg were beeping to indicate they were out of power. She called out "Hello? Anyone there?"