Post by ElectricBrae on Jun 13, 2012 22:10:50 GMT -5
Cannon or your own: Own Character
Civilian Identity: Catherine “Kitty” Beaumont.
Codename: Prowler
Nicknames: Kitty.
Criminal Record: Clean.
Gender: Female.
Apparent age: 18-20
Age: 21- Born May 21st 1991
Hair: Waist long deep brown hair which curls slightly, cut short around her face but if left to its own devices can be a bit of a bother.
Eyes: Ice blue, in direct light they almost look white.
Height and weight: 5”3, 113lbs
Appearance:
Kitty seems to have been born with a permanent sceptical expression. Her skin tone varies with the weather and time of year; during the summer she tends to have a somewhat tanned look about her while in winter she’d best be described as a milk bottle. She has a somewhat strong jaw and high cheek bones which make her wide eyes stand out slightly too much. Her dark brown hair is usually let free, brushed and well conditioned it has a healthy shine and just the right amount of gloss. She’ s of a healthy build for someone of her height and weight, well toned especially around her arms and shoulders- a fact she isn’t particularly fond of- but not bulky by any means. She dresses to suit her figure, usually skinny jeans, a fitted t-shirt of varying colours and a leather jacket or cotton cardigan. She’s pretty, but in a way in which you know she’s trying to be.
Abilities:
Enhanced agility and flexibility which in effect increase her reflexes, she’s stronger than average but nothing noteworthy. She’s clever but not in a book smart kind of way.
She’s well versed in numerous martial arts, not an expert and far better at some than others but good enough to stand a chance in a battle. She is most decorated in Wushu: a Chinese Full contact martial art which involves not only barehanded combat but training with weapons. She was taught Wushu by her Aunt. (See background for more details)
In terms of marital arts after Wushu its just dribs and drabs of other styles such as: Krav Maga with concentration on attacks on Vital area's and faster counter attacks, Wing Chung- flowing movements and speed of the parry and counterattack method and a bit of Tae kwon do with more emphasis on the art of falling after an attack than the actual attack part.
Equipment:
Outfit- Full neck high Kevlar cat suit with fur lined around her shoulders, the knuckles are hard plated to give a bit of extra give in a punch up, and her feet are hard lined at the soles to avoid the constriction boots would give. She has a belt around her waist with multiple gadgets. The mask on her face is a replica of one of the bat team, an attempt at striking more fear into crooks (If they think she’s with the bat then it gives her an edge)
Gadgets- Retractable staff, grappling hook, torch, small gas mask device, homemade knuckle based tazer , stolen batarangs (Well if batman’s just going to leave them lying around...), smoke bombs and small first aid kit.
Origin of Abilities:
The majority of her skills where handed down by her aunt (See background) but the enhanced abilities are due to her exposure to an unknown chemical.
The chemical was unofficially created by lexcorp in an attempt to re-create the Titan formula, their attempts where however unsuccessful. At best the formula killed the test subject, at worst it turned them into deranged monsters. Kitty was exposed to these while trying to take a shorter route to school as she was running late. The men tasked with packing and disposing of the remaining formula where common crooks with more braun than brain, the canisters where packed loosely one on top of the other in a common white van. As she passed the crooks where laughing and joking pushing each other about, one crook landed heavily against the van and a canister fell from the truck, knocking into another and crushing Kitty as she tried to sneak passed. The crooks of course got out of there with the remaining goods as quickly as possible.
In terms of effects there seemed to be no negative effects other than an extended stay at hospital at first, it soon became clear months after that the resulting sickness flared up unpredictably and at differing severities. With that said there could be future implications, her life time could be reduced for example but then no one really does have a specific life time I guess...Other than this it is of a slight inconvenience but her line of work is more likely to kill her than her sick days.
Positive effects are subtle. Most obvious is that of her increased flexibility, she went from being average to bending over and grabbing her ankles without issue. Her increased speed and agility is down to improved reflexes due to the chemicals direct effect on her cell tissue. Her muscles relax and contract at a higher rate giving her the increased strength and flexibility. Putting aside her flexibility however these are all very subtle, she can do things better than most people with her body type but she's no superman.
Weaknesses:
Other than being human and occasionally suffering from the effects of the chemical, Kitty suffers from Dissociative identity disorder meaning she has more than one personality. She is however lucky in terms that the personality does not take over and instead bickers endlessly, commenting and quipping at the worst of times. Kitty is acutely aware of the fact she has the disorder but is reluctant to seek help in fear of Arkham or worse. It doesn’t really cause her any problems other than just being annoying.
Personality:
Generally quite fun loving and peppy when out of costume (although a bit of a dork), she’s quick witted and enjoys banter especially with other caped crusaders. She defiantly not shy and is probably considered loud and obnoxious with how she prattles on aimlessly about everything and nothing to anyone with an ear or two. While she remains the same person in costume she knows to take what she is doing seriously and will actively try to keep her head on a more mature level.
Background:
Kitty was raised by her Aunt whom although not a blood relative is the only family she ever had the pleasure of getting to know. Her Aunt Ling (a hardened ex-criminal and Villain who once went by the name Transit) lived a quiet life in New York, keeping Kitty away from the things which haunt her own past. In an attempt to teach Kitty discipline and at Kitty’s own behest she taught her Wushu and bits and bobs of other useful techniques outside that main framework. Due to a training accident however (In which kitty got in a rather well executed kick to Ling’s Knee) Ling was unable to continue the contact sparring and resorted to nagging and batting kitty with a stick when she got things wrong. All in all Kitty had a good childhood, she went to school like anyone else, helped people where she could and just lived life.
The accident was the turning point for her. The enhancements fueled her with reckless abandon and a need to prove herself in the world of the extra ordinary. Having always been a fan of the Batman she decided to don a costume herself and break into the world of hero’s at the ripe age of seventeen. In a handmade costume and wielding a borrowed staff she took to the streets, only to be battered and bruised while saving a rape victim.
After being thoroughly scolded and several future attempts at heroism she was gifted the proper equipment for her eighteenth birthday, her aunt having called in a few favors.
A few years later and she’s in Gotham City, The name Prowler a common thing in New York and a new City to conquer. Upon gaining the bat’s favor of course.
Prowler is a hero, though perhaps not a very good one to begin with but there's always room to grow ones moral code! Her Aunt is reformed or at the least is inactive as a villain at present.
Known Enemies: Er, probably a few since she tends to antagonize people.
Known Allies: None yet?
Teams and Past teams: None.
Base of Operations: Her apartment.
Sample Post:
The sidewalk was clustered with garbage, piles of it, tucked into the ridges at the bottom of the buildings that lined the block. Area's where bricks had fallen or been yanked out where stuffed full of it. It was a run down area, No doubt about it. Adding to the area's ascetic charm was the smell. What stood out was not one she was used to...rotting apples, lingering in the cluster of scents, most likely due to the small toffee apple vendor sitting on the corner. Over priced by her reckoning and judging by the area likely a cover for a drug related operation; the stout man beside the cart was smoking a large cigar all the while wiping one sticky hand over his large apron covered belly. She sniffed, Cuban, Expensive.
Smirking she gazed down at him intently, for all their talk Gotham was no different to any other city. The smell of corruption and death lingers sure, but she had yet to see one Deranged Arkham Escapee roaming the streets.
‘Been avoiding the mirror have we?’
She rolled her eyes behind her mask, the echoing voice unsurprising after so many years.
“Nasty sod...” she grunted under her breath, a puff of steam following her words.
It was Cold out, suspiciously so.
Her eyes flicked down the street, a black car was approaching. Tinted windows, not a scratch on the paint work and no license plates. Where they even trying? They pulled up in front of the vendor.
A cocky smirk graced her lips, “Oh-ho-ho, what do we have here?”
With quick footing and grace only practice could ensure she jumped the gaps between buildings until she was directly above the targets.
‘And you're assuming you’ll beat the bat’s to the punch by being this close to the action I take it? Oh this is clever! Hey look, we can see our reflection in the window!’
She frowned, backing up slightly. Stealth was not her forte that was for sure.
The window rolled down, the mechanical noise ominous in the silence, revealing a gun barrel.
"Wha-" the vendor choked, stumbling back from the car.
Click.
With wide eyes and a rush of adrenaline, she jumped.
Password- "Into the Abyss"
Notes- I hope this is OK! (Also hope that I'm doing this correctly O__o) Prowler is actually a very fond OC of mine which I created for a friend's fanfic, I changed her original background for on here as I figured her being Bruce Wayne's kid wouldn't work XD