Anna Mason

[Arthur Woodson]

Basic Information

Name: Annabelle Roxanne Mason

Also Known As: Anna

Age: 15

Height: 5'1

Weight: 106 lbs

Blood Type: AB-

Gender: Female

Sexuality:Heterosexual

Eye Color: Hazel

Hair: Brown

Pass Time Information 

Hobbies: Hopscotch, chasing butterflies, dancing, using her imagination, sewing and knitting.

Talents: Archery (necessity from learning how to help hunt.)

Singing (though she doesn't do it any more.)

Listening (because she doesn't have much choice.)

Mending clothes (another necessity from traveling and having to scavenge.) 

Basic first aid (She can sew more than just cloth.)

Stealth (she is a very quite person in general.)

Observation (When you are silent others fill in the silence.)

Favorite things: Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens.  Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels. Snowflakes that stay on her nose and eyelashes. Silver white winters that melt into springs.  These are a few of her favorite things

Mental Information 

Personality:  Anna is hopefully optimistic about the future.  She knows intimately how dark and horrible the world can be.  She lives with the burden of losing everything in her life, and the burden of what is to come.  Knowing what dark storm clouds were ahead would make her lose hope if it wasn't for the light that she also sees.  And she sees so much light in the world.  

People are good.  A fact that she knows to her core.  Her family is dead, but she is not alone.  People everywhere have lost so much, but they pick up the pieces and rebuild.  This gives her strength.  This gives her hope.  

She takes no pleasure in violence but she understands and accepts that while most people are good, desperate times lead some to act in ways they normally wouldn't.  People have the right to protect themselves and the ones they care about.  She understands this, and dearly hopes she will never have to hurt a human being physically.  It is hard enough for her to kill an animal when helping to hunt for food.  

She is quiet and unimposing.  She is self reflective and confused about the direction of her life.  She believes in a God, and hopes that he has a plan for her.  There had to be a reason that she was here.  And she feels obligated to be there for people.  But she also knows it is not always a blessing to have her gift bestowed upon someone.  

Life isn't all dark though.  The world survived!  The sun rose!  There are butterflies to chase, flowers to smell, and so many new sights to see.  It wasn't the life she would have chosen for herself, but she is blessed to have it when so many people don't.  And she does her best to enjoy the simple things in life.  Without the simple pleasures of life there simply was no life.

Handicap: Emotional trauma from the death of her family during the Barker bombs have rendered her speechless.  She has not spoken a word since the bombs dropped all of those years ago.  She is physically able to talk, just finds that she can not find the words to vocalize anything. 

Physical Information 

Description:   Anna is a very tiny woman. Barely over five feet in height, though she does have a little bit of growing up to do still. She is slender and toned from years of traveling and being active in general. It is clear she was not used to living in excess. She does lack some of the curves that other women seem to have, much to her chagrin. She makes up for this by trying to dress feminine, if practical. She likes to dress to compliment some of the curves that she does actually have. Cute skirts and dresses when she can are a personal favorite. Though that is not as often as she would like. Jeans and tennis shoes are the norm. She can normally get away with a cute top, and she has a nice jacket that she likes to wear while it is a little chilly.



Her hair is a natural brown and thin. She keeps it shoulder length because she can not bear to cut it shorter than that. Even though she doesn't do much with it other than tie it back in a pony tail from time to time when it gets in the way, or if she knows they will be traveling for a long time.

Fighting Information 

Fighting Style:
Basic Self Defense
Years Practiced:
2
Description of style: It's really nothing special.  She isn't a violent person.  She was taught how to throw a basic punch and kick without breaking something.  She knows to hit a guy in his crotch.  Try to get eyes if she can, and mostly do what she needs to do to get away and run.  She is not a fighter by any stretch of the imagination. 

History

Anna had what was a fairly typical life growing up before the bombs dropped.  Maybe even a little better than normal.  Both of her parents were still married and loved each other.  She had a little sister a few years younger than her who was super adorable.  She went to public school, and with the system that meant that she had to stay out of trouble unless she wanted to get beaten.

And she did her best at that.  Well, as much as a kid could.  She focused on her studies and kept her nose clean.  She was an example of how the system actually did work.  Strong family values, a close knit community, and just being a people pleaser in general were her allies in staying out of trouble. Did trouble find her?  Of course it did, but she did the smart thing and would always run away to find a teacher when a student was causing trouble.

Her whole world shattered when the bombs dropped.  She had been on her way home from choir practice.  Running a little late because she stayed behind to chat with her girlfriends about one of the boys in class who had passed her best friend Ashley a note in history asking her out to the dance next week!  If she had been five minutes earlier she would have been in the house when the bomb dropped.  As it was she saw the explosion that tore apart her neighborhood.  

A lot of it was a blur to remember.  She remembered screaming, tears stinging her eyes.  She didn't remember getting to her house, but she remembered the smell of burning flesh as she tried to pull her Mom's protruding hand out of the wreckage.  She didn't know how long she was there, but she was lost for so long.  It felt like ages that she was alone.

No other family.  Her friends dead and nowhere to go.  Nothing to keep her there.  The only guide that she had was a flash of insight and the face of a man.  She needed to go South.  She didn't know why, just that she did.  It was a truth so fundamental that it was impossible to deny.

It was hard.  She tried to ask for help, but words would not come.  She would open her mouth and nothing but a squeak would exit.  She would cry silently nightly.  It was a fools errand that she was on.  She was so close to giving up hope, just ready to lay down and accept death when she found him.  The man she had seen in that flash.  Drinking alone outside of a crumbled building.  Angry and bitter.  Seeing him made it click in her head.  

She needed to help him

It was a rocky encounter, but fate has kept them together since then.  His name was Leo, and he called her his Angel.  He would always tell her that she saved him those years ago from drinking himself to death.  But in reality.  He saved her, and he saved her every day.  

Last but not least, Bio Approval Code Phrase: Phrase verified.

[Arthur Woodson]

Statistical Information

Base Stats

Strength: 5
Dexterity: 5
Constitution: 5
Intelligence: 25
Wisdom: 25
Charisma: 25

[Arthur Woodson]

Qi Information


Prophet of Truth

With a touch Anna is able to show a willing target a glimpse of themselves or their future.

Truths that are hidden within yourself can often appear in jumbled visions that are confusing and overwhelming to try and piece together and process.  (Player permission required to determine what is shown in the vision)

Minor future events are quick glimpses of what is to come.  Generally they are not terribly distant or traumatic experiences.  (These events are non GM related and are player related plot lines.  The players involved must give permission and collaboration on what is shown in the vision.)

Major future events appear as cryptic visions that are often not directly visions of what is to come but rather metaphors and implications that require the character and player to deduce what the vision truly means.  They are often very symbolic.  (GM is required for this as these would pertain to GMed threads and events.  These visions cause Anna and the person seeing it with her to become exhausted and require rest.)

From time to time Anna can get random visions that are often taxing on her physical stamina and health.  These drain her quickly and are seen only by her eyes.  (GMs have the right to give her a vision and drain her in any thread at any time)

Anna has no control over what the vision shows in character.  The contents of said vision are always worked out ahead of time by the player characters and GMs involved.

[Arthur Woodson]

Reserved for PNCP information!

[Kyrie Blaze]

Welcome, little miss~ :P

I know your qi has been discussed with some staff, myself included. I find it very interesting. Very interesting, indeed. <3

Frolic and play!