Jay H. Circe's Bio (Resident Evil Labs)

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Name: Jay Heidi Circe
-Alias: Heidi, Circe, Jayjay

Gender: Female
Age: 16 Years
-Date of Birth: September Thirteenth

Appearance:

Equipment:

Weapons:
Colt M1911, Switchblade, Hunter's Crossbow
7 Magazines of Colt(not including one already loaded), 34 Bolts for Crossbow
Colt M1911 Equipped with Silencer
Handgun at holster on hip, switchblade in zippered blouse pocket, crossbow slung across back with makeshift strap made out of an old seatbelt, quiver of bolts at belt, opposite Colt, two magazines in pockets, one in each front pocket of jeans, others in bag.
No injuries as of yet, aside from a couple bruises on right thigh.

Strengths:
-Physical Strengths: Lean muscles - nimble as a feline - height - lightweight - fast runner - good jumper
-Intellectual Strengths: Knows about medicine/herbal remedies - able to pick locks - knowledge about computers - persuasive
-Behavioral Strengths: Social/makes friends easily - would risk self to save others - confidence in self - perceptive - instinctual

Weaknesses:
-Physical Weaknesses: Height - can only run long distances at slower speed - takes lots of energy for her to jump - takes long time for her to regain breath after running
-Intellectual Weaknesses: Sometimes overconfident - rebellious/doesn't like being led - high and mighty - refuses to rely on anyone but herself - flirty in bad situations - talkative when nervous
-Behavioral Weaknesses: Bites nails once in a while - relies on being social - demanding - slightly spoiled - soft spot for children and animals(meaning she has a hard time shooting the undead ones too)

Personality:

Occupation: Hospital Volunteer
-Education: Highschool

History:

Family:

[/b] - Mother - Deceased
Kyle G. Fletcher - Father - Deceased
Benji A. Samuelson - Half Brother - Alive[/ul]

RP Sample:

[/i] Came the quiet, hushed voice from the living room of the apartment. A bronze-haired beauty stepped over the threshold of the kitchen, her brilliant jade eyes filled with tears. She was staring sorrowfully at the body that was laying in a pool of crimson blood, clutching a silver necklace tightly, her knuckles white with terror. A Colt M1911 at her side, she kneeled by the corpse of her ebony-haired mother, a look of utter horror and defeat evident upon her queenly features. A tear slipped down her cheek, her mocha-brown ringlets falling down over her shoulders, her bangs covering her eyes as she bowed her head, more hot, salty tears trickling down her face. The gun bumped to the floor softly, as she began weeping. "Mummy...! Please don't leave me here... Mummy... Mummy... don't leave me here alone..."

She murmured desperately, her voice cracked with sobs. Taking the limp body into her arms, Jay cradled the bloodied face in her lap, wiping away for a few strands of matted black hair. She numbly felt for a pulse - and with a surge of hope as she felt the faint heartbeat. "Mummy, Mummy! Wake up, please, please... Wake up, it's your little Heidi..." She cried, and the woman opened her eyes slowly, her soft peridot eyes gentle. Jay burst into another frenzy of racking sobs that made her lungs sputter.

"My little Heidi... Jay..." The woman said quietly.
"Oh, Mummy..."
"Sweetheart, Mummy's not gonna be able to stay long... just long enough to ship you in the right direction."
"R-right direction? M-mumm, you c-can't go...! You can't... leave me..."
"Honey, I won't leave you alone... Love, you have a half-brother... Named Benji Samuelson... Find him, sweetie. Mummy's going to have to go soon..."
"A... brother? B-but Mummy, I don't want a-any B-benji person... I want you, Mummy! Please, stay... stay with me! I'll fix you up, y-you'll see. Lemme--"
"Jay, it's okay. Just promise... Promise me you'll find Benji, and p-promise that you'll remember Mummy. Please, sweetie." Jay's mother looked at Jay calmly, but with a desperate and loving note in her voice. She watched her pleadingly.
"M-mummy..."
"Please... Jay... promise..." Jay stared into her mother's eyes, which brimmed with tears of their own. The second seemed like it lasted a long time.
"I l-love you, Mummy... of course I'll remember you, always... and if you want, I'll... I'll f-f-find this Benji p-person..."
"Give him Mummy's love. I'll be with you always. If you ever want me to be there, j-just... press your necklace to your heart, and remember... me... I love you..." And with that, the woman breathed her last breath.

With a despairing sob, Jay broke down, pressing sloppy kisses to her mother's forehead. Her mother never opened her eyes again. And it was a good thing, for if she'd ever turned undead, Jay would never have been able to shoot her. After more grieving, hours of it, over her mother's slowly stiffening body, Jay got up, laid her mother's head down, covered her with a flowered sheet, and spoke a prayer, even though she didn't believe in God. She left a wilted flower from a vase over the sink over her mother's chest, and cried more, standing their dumbly, her pants and hands stained with her mother's blood, before mindlessly going to her room and locking the door. Days she stayed, grieving. And then, it was time to find her supposed half-brother, Benji.[/ul]
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Zomg, the RP sample made me so sad... But nonetheless, I'm very proud of it.