D'Angelo, Violet

[Guest]

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CASE FILE: Cretan Militant

One shot is all I need...
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FULL NAME:
→ Violet (Blue) D'Angelo

AGE:
→ 20

SEX:
→ Female

BIRTH PLACE:
→ Violet: Certa, Amestris/Blue:Undisclosed Lab, Creta

RACE:
→ Half Cretan, half Cerisian

DEPARTMENT:
→ Cretan Military: Sniper/Special Forces

DATE OF BIRTH:
→ June 7th, 1991

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HEIGHT:
→ 165 cm

WEIGHT:
→ 59 kg

PICTURE:
→

Spoiler:

DESCRIPTION:
→ {The test subject designated "Blue" is a fine specimen indeed. Her muscles have grown in quite nicely, her daily training keeping them tight and well maintained. The enhanced eyes seem to be reacting well thus far in testing, but we won't know their full potential until the final test later this month. Future examination aside, her vision is currently 50% more efficient than natural human eyes, allowing her to see things in finer detail at longer distances than any other human being can. Movement is also easier to register, even at minuscule levels. From a finger twitch at 5 feet away to a person sneaking around a mile away, her eyesight is superb. The blue color they show was a unaccounted for occurrence, and deemed as mere coincidence to her code name.

Her body is in peak condition. Through regular training, and our genetic enhancements, she, alongside "Green," are superb specimens of human physical perfection. Strength beyond compare. Able to move faster than any man or woman before. Their combat reaction times are off the charts, better than any subject thus far in the process. They truly are "super soldiers."

Even though we have given her the Extermis Battle Armor, a skin tight synthetic suit with camouflage capabilities and armor plating for combat situations, she refuses to wear it unless on job or in training. Otherwise, she insists upon wearing 'tang tops, skirts, t-shirts, blue jeans, and sneakers.' This behavior is allowed only so that the subject may keep a human, feminine side. "Blue" also refuses to cut her hair according to our specifications, keeping her brown and rich hair long, approximately reaching her mid-back. This is also allowed under these circumstances, as the issue is not large enough to cause any large problems for her training or work. Blah blah blah blah blah...}

Ok, that was boring. For the "greatest minds in the world," those scientists did a horrible job describing a girl. I mean come on, eyesight is "superb." Who says that? Nobody! *sigh* Oh well, I do a much better job than those pencil pushing jerk-offs. I suppose they got the basics right. Crystal blue eyes that can see farther than you can imagine. Mid-back length brown locks of beauty. They seemed to take good notice of my style too, odd... Of course they didn't mention the hat. It's my favorite in the whole wide world, Ross bought it for me one day when we were on break from the job. He got a ball cap that matched, we always wore them, except on missions of course. That was "against regulations" and shit. Whatever, that was then and this is now. Also forgot my love for high socks, and anything blue. If it's blue, I'll wear it! Dresses make me feel pretty, I just love to wear them.

I'm very athletic, go figure, and it shows in my natural curves. The genetic enhancements they gave me make me unnaturally fast and strong. On a daily basis I don't seem any different than any one else. But in extreme situations where I have to use my enhancements, like on the battlefield, it can be a little hard to explain. Luckily it hasn't happened thus far! Or at least no one has noticed when it has.

I have to give them something, they made me very beautiful. Guys look at me all the time, kind of annoying sometimes. I have a tattoo on my back of the "Company" symbol, a roman numeral I with skulls going down the middle. Makes me wonder if I would have looked like this without the enhancements... Probably not. I love my look, and how I look. That's all that matters.

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PERSONALITY:
→ {Subject "Blue" is quick to temper, though thankfully the things that do so are few in number. Otherwise she is extremely level headed and focused, especially when on the job. When on break however is a different story. She is easily distracted by "cute or pretty" things, and seems to have attached to the other three subjects. She looks to "Yellow" like a little sister and "Green" like an older brother. "Red" is the curious one in this situation. The possibility of love had been accepted by the staff, but not expected. Especially from "Blue" and "Red." When they were altered, the expectation was for the two to be natural opposites. Though they are very much different, there are still man similarities. Mostly minor things such as sense of humor or taste in music. The one thing they agree on that is major however is being rebellious. "Yellow" is compliant fully, but has her moments. "Green" is faithful to us, but "Blue" seems to have a negative effect on him. This behavior will be monitored closely, as it may present problems for the program in the near future.}

Yeah, we broke out a few days after they wrote that one. What a great day! Well, it seems they're much better at describing my personality than my looks, silly scientists. I'll go into a little more detail though. I like to play around and be silly, but I know when to be serious. Living life to the fullest, that was something Summer taught me. Still hold true to that to this day. Part of why I joined the Cretan military, for a new start, a better life. For him. I hate talking about him to anyone else, or talk about me for that matter. Writing it here though, that's different. Someone has to know who...what I really am. I'm stubborn, and can be a little head strong. I know I'm good at what I do, and like to show others my talent! Killing is not my talent by the way, the art of marksmanship is my true talent. Yes, it is an art.

Trust is one thing I'm not the greatest at. Though I love meeting new people and making friends, opening up to them is an entirely different matter. I have a lot of baggage, something I don't need to unload on anyone else except myself. I'm immensely outgoing, almost bubbly if you could believe it. Very girly, love shoes and shopping and other girly things. I suppose I'm a bit of a tomboy though, what with my obsession with guns and cars. Probably something from the enhancements I'm sure. Don't ever lie to me, or I'll blow your brains out. I HATE liars, or tricksters, or anything like that. Straight and to the point is the way I do things, and something I enjoy about being a soldier. Most of the others are like this too. My strange love of instrumental music is, well, strange. But what can I say, it just makes me want to groove! Just bought myself a saxophone, going to learn how to play and be as good as Parker or Coltrane one day! Right, and I'm a pretty princess living in Hyrule too, don't you know? I just sarcastically responded to myself in a diary, is that weird? I think it might be. Did I mention I have a tendency of talking to myself? Cause I do, mostly when I'm alone though. It's kind of odd, I don't know why I do it. I'll hold entire conversations, thoughts, and even arguments with myself for long periods of time for no apparent reason, other than just cause. Ross just laughed at it though, said he thought it was cute. That's what I loved most about him, he accepted me fully for who I was. Just wish he was here now...

LOVE:
→ Guns, cars, Ross(Red), Summer(Yellow), the old Gregory(Green), the color blue, clothes, shopping, makeup, sunny days, the summer, shoes, animals, fighting, music(especially Jazz and marching band for some reason), Big Band, saxophone, reading, lotion, relaxing, hair products, Dr. Pepper, food(you name it, she'll eat it, and like it!), phones, meeting new people, showing people her talents, cuddling, snow, fireplaces, the dark, sunglasses, hats of any kind, photography, learning, helping others, architecture, art, movies, performance arts, and talking about anything but herself.

HATE:
→ Pointless death, the new "Green," the color brown, video games, doing nothing, dumb people, drugs, alcohol, certain types of music, the fall, Pepsi, the "Company", rain, the spring, being alone, talking about herself extensively, not eating, cloudy days, RIOTE, the Soviets(not Drachma as a country), politics, talking about religion, and crying.

DEEPEST SECRET:
→ She is a superhuman, genetically enhanced, and highly trained sniper made for one singular purpose: to kill.

IDOL:
→ Ross (Red)

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HISTORY:
→ I'm not even gonna try reading from the report this time. If anyone finds this, they need to know who I am, the real me. Not some science experiment, or a heartless killer. Me, Violet "Blue" D'Angelo. And this, is my story...

I don't remember much from my younger years, a side effect from the mental training they put us through. All I know is from the reports, and from what they told me. My name was Hanna D'Angelo, daughter to Benvolio and Elizabeth D'Angelo, when they took me away from my home town in Amestris, Certa. Father was Cerisian, mother was Cretan, they went there to start a new life and be happy forever with their new daughter. Instead, the "Company" killed them in their sleep and took me away from them. I was about 5 when this happened. There were several other test subjects along with me, but a few months later it was reduced to just four of us, the "final four" as they called us. We were each from a different program, the best of the best in them. Given code names taken from colors, we were put together as a team of super assassins. Made into what we were through genetic enhancements and seemingly endless training and torture.

The oldest was Agent "Green," the melee combat expert. His speed and strength were unmatched, and knew how to fight in so many styles of hand to hand and melee weapons it made my head spin when he listed half of them. The rest of us though, we knew him as our big brother, and more importantly as Gregory. Greg for short. Though he was head strong and brash, he was also brilliant and caring. The strong silent type, he only spoke up when he needed to, and when he did, you listened. Though the most experienced member of the group, he was not the leader, and was only called into missions when absolutely necessary. His anger issues had to always be kept in check, and if not kept down he could become a mindless killing machine. He called it his "dark side," a part of him created from the vicious torture, training, and tests they performed on us to make us this way. We all had our little side effects from it, that was his. He was also 3/4s Drachman and 1/4 Esparian.

The youngest was Agent "Yellow," the master of disguise. The "Company" changed her genetic code to allow for variability, or something like that. Basically, she was a shapeshifter. Able to take on the persona of anyone, she could take their place in life to accomplish our goals. Whether it was information gathering, assassinations, or even taking down a corporation from time to time, she was always the first down, and the last out. Her normal form, the one she had been before the experiments, was a little blonde girl. Though this form ages with all of us, her others do not. Nobody's really sure why, some strange side effect they say. At heart though she's still just a little kid, and a genuine sweetheart. Even as we grew older, this side of her never really went away. Her side effect. To us, she was the little sister, and we called her Summer. She was a pure blooded Amestrian, blonde hair, blue eyes and everything.

The same age as me, the final member of the team was Agent "Red," the alchemy specialist. Trained in the use of several different types of alchemy, and with seals tattooed all across his body, he had access to tons of powers. He was considered the most powerful of us all, and on top of that his tactical mind was beyond compare. A natural leader. And the love of my life... Half Cretan and half Aerugese, he was handsome, strong, and the kindest man I've ever met. His gentleness was something I admired, and his will to survive. It was his idea for us to break free from the control of the "Company." He led us from that hell hole. Well, most of us...

I was Agent "Blue," the deadeye marksman. My enhancements, much like Greg's, were all physical. Stronger, faster, quicker reaction times, improved eyesight, and many other little things. My specialty was sniping, killing targets with one shot. It was all I ever needed, as I never missed. And I'm not being boastful, I'm being serious. I never missed, not even once. Of course, because my limited talent set, I was only brought in to most missions as support, a last resort if you will. Like kill the stragglers, or to take out the target if Ross couldn't get to him. Just like the rest of the team though, I didn't like what I did. Especially closer to the end of our days working for the "Company."

Like I said before, it had been Ross' idea for us to break out. We were all skeptical of the idea at first, but the more missions and jobs we went on, the worst it became. For Greg, it was when he was forced to kill an innocent man cause he'd seen too much. For Summer, it was when she watched a woman who had been caught in the crossfire die in her arms. For me, I had been ordered to blow a building up even though dozens of innocent people were still inside just to accomplish the mission. I refused, Ross luckily able to finish without it. I was punished, tortured, and beat for my disobedience. That's what pushed me over the edge. We began planning as soon as I recovered.

Apparently we weren't as sneaky about our plan making as we thought we were, the scientists beginning to catch wiff of something going on. Discovering our plot, they grabbed us in our sleep and attempted to take us to the torture room together for our execution, our level or betrayal "unforgivable." His rage fully formed now, Greg broke free and began killing all of the guards, holding them off. "Greg, we can't leave you behind!" I yelled out as Ross dragged me away, tears running like rivers from my eyes. "No, he's made his decision, you know how he is. Anything for us," Ross replied, tears of his own slowly going down his cheeks. We were a family, plain and simple. Summer split off from us soon afterwards, disguised as a security guard. She headed to the central core of the facility with a bomb, planning to plant it and blow it to kingdom come. It was set to a timer, and we were set to meet outside before it blew to watch the fireworks. We never saw Summer again... We left soon afterwards, sure that both of our friends, our siblings, were dead. We were devastated. Yet at the same time we felt relieved. For the first time in our entire lives we felt free, unshackled and free! It was the best feeling ever, only second to when me and Ross made love that night for the first time.

Ross and I were 18 when that all happened. We moved to Xing, seeking to make a new start for ourselves. We were too busy looking towards our future though, as our past came back to bite us in the ass. One day about a year after the incident, we were sitting in our apartment, cooking dinner and joking with one another when there was a knock on the door. We didn't have many friends, and none were supposed to be around that weekend. I grabbed my pistol from the desk, Ross preparing his alchemy. Before we could though, the door went flying off its hinges, a man in dark clothes walking through the opening where it had been. His face masked, all he held was a single sword. I recognized the blade. It was Greg's. For the next several minutes the two of us tried to fight the masked man. We hadn't been training or anything since our escape though, and our rustyness fell in our opponents favor. Though we couldn't see his face, we both had an idea of who it was. The question was, why? Before this could be asked though, he took me down, acting as if to finish me off. Ross opened himself up at that moment, moving to save me. The assassin saw his opportunity and took it, stabbing Ross in the chest and ending the fight once and for all. He died quickly, and in my arms while the masked man watched silently.

Through my sobs I turned to shoot him. The tears made me miss though, the first and only time, only clipping his head and knocking the mask off. Low and behold, there stood Gregory. In my rage I stood up and began yelling. "Why!? He was your brother! He loved you! I loved you! What have they done to you!? You're, you're a monster!!!" That last thing seemed to shake him, as if his strange trance had been lifted. Tears began to stream down his face, fully taking in what was around him. Regaining his composure, he looked at me and said "The 'Gregory' you know and love is gone. I am Green. Nothing more, nothing less." He paused for a moment in contemplation. "Run. My job is to burn down this place once I'm done. I will tell them both you and Red died here today. Take him with you. He... deserves a proper burial." As he walked away I said "Gregory... Green. I will never forgive you for what you have done." He stopped dead in his tracks, absorbing her harsh words. "I wouldn't expect you to. Goodbye Blue. Have a nice life," he replied as he walked through the door. I never saw him again...

I took Ross away, well limped more like. A few minutes later I could see the smoke billowing up in the distance. I buried Ross in a nearby forest, surrounded by wildlife. He'd always loved to come here to just sit and enjoy nature, and I felt it would be where he would want to rest. I left soon afterwards, the memories of our time together too much for me to take any longer. I moved back to Creta, initially seeking revenge for what they had done. But not long after I arrived I received a visitor, Summer! We talked for hours, catching up and seeing how things had gone. Summer had escaped, but had to hide from the guards and was unable to meet us. She'd been looking for us for over a year, only just now finding me. The "Company" thought she was dead too.

She was torn up about Ross' death, and we cried a long time together. After talking about it though, we came to this conclusion. "Ross wouldn't want us to live a life filled with anger and vengeance, but one filled with happiness and freedom." Summer had said that. So we went our separate ways, me staying in Creta and her going to Carraig. I'm now 20 years old, and looking to do something fulfilling with my life. Since my talents are somewhat limited, I decided to do what I do best, fight for and protect those I can. So I recently joined the Cretan Royal Task Force in hopes to make a difference!

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TRIVIA:
→ She's very girly at times, a result from being cooped up for so long as a child. She has a tomboy side as well though, and commonly comes out around other men.
→ Loves to eat, and will eat any food you put in front of her. A side effect from her enhancements.
→ Believes in the Xerxian Pantheon for her religion. AKA: Prays to Artemis to keep her shot straight and true before firing her rifle, prays to Aries that her missions are successful, etc. Thus she always says 'gods' instead of 'god.'
→ She keeps her entire past to her self, having created a fake identity to hide herself from the "Company." Violet was the name Ross had given her, and she adopted her old surname, D'Angelo. Unless you somehow earn her trust, which is hard to do, it will be impossible to know. IMPOSSIBLE.
→ Blue will hold conversations and arguments with herself from time to time. Most of the time this is confined to her head, but when she's alone she tends to verbalize these talks. Needless to say a few people have walked into a room while she's pacing back and forth, talking aloud about the meaning behind a word or an action of another person. Yes, most of the subjects she talks of are silly, pointless, and most things we just think in our heads. A strange side effect of her mental training. When talking to herself, it will be in the color of the language in italics.
→ Cretan, Amestrian, Drachman, Gelemortian, Esparian, and broken Creig.

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ALIAS:
→ Jet

OTHER CHARACTERS:
→ Jet Black and Nina Shostakovitch

CREATOR'S COMMENTS:
→ Yes she's from a Pokemon manga, deal

FACE CLAIM:

Code:

[b]Pokemon Adventures[/b]/[i]Green/Blue[/i]

CUSTOM RANK:
→ Blue

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[Guest]

INQUIRY

- For starters, Violet/Blue have different birthplaces. Is this because Violet's birthplace was the place of her physical birth, and Blue's the surfacing of the Blue persona? Or is it something else I've missed?

- I love the Blue/Red/Green/Yellow premise. Infact, I'm considering asking you if I can play the new Green, if you haven't called it - if not, Red, or something. Just wondering what your $0.02 on the idea were - I love playing the bad guys/rivals.

[Guest]

Yeah you got it. She was physically born in Certa, and she received the name Blue and became that person in the lab in Creta. I'll edit that to make it more clear =D

Go for it! Since Green was brain washed, he's a totally new person and completely up for grabs. If you'd like to play him, by all means go right ahead! Red is dead, so that won't quite work haha but Green will work great! Just give me a heads up and we can get it figured out =D

[Guest]

Sorry, yeah, meant Yellow or something. Head's not working properly today, it'd seem.

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Talk with Izzy about the position n' all.

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