Player: Domonique
Sign On Used to Post for Her: Fae
Player E-mail: windrider_child@yahoo.com
YIM: windrider_child or xpg_striker
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PERSONAL INFORMATIONCharacter Name: Dalila Obex Williamson
Current Alias: Fae
Previous Alias: Fay-fay, 'Gentle Flower', Airhead
Age: 12
Height: 5'0
Build: Slender and light
Hair: Black w/ brown highlights, currently dreadlocked
Eyes: Grey/Green
Relatives: Joseph Williamson (father), Mae Williamson (estranged mother), Abdul Henson (estranged uncle from mothers side)
Current Occupation: None, unless being a wordly kid is an occupation
STUDENT INSTITUTE INFORMATIONSchool Attending: Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters
Advisor: ShadowcatSquad Group: ChaotiX, Junior X-Men
Room Number: SF-04
Classes Taught: N/A
Curriculum: Class Schedule found
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Non-Curriculum: Can play miscellaneous intruments (violin, piano, flute, bass, etc.), interesting disc jockey skills, sing, cook, good at playing basketball and soccer, making jewellery, skilled in speaking French (fluent), Japanese (partially), German (partially), and Spanish (fluent).
Education: Considering her travels, Dalila has the education level of a high-school senior.
Resources: Father, anything she saved up from music 'career' and jewellery making.
X-GENE MUTATION'Air-bending': Dalila has the ability to manipulate air on her own will in a variety of ways. Although she can create/generate air on her own, it's more affective if there's a sign of air around her, such as a slight breeze, gust, or wind.
At the moment, she currently knows how to:
Fly: In the form of transparent fae wings. The wings generally blend in to any area she's in. The only way to tell she has them is a thin outline of them. Her wings also have a variety of patterns, depending on the situation. The fastest speed she can travel at is between 40-60 m.p.h. and can go to a height of 5,600 ft. Also in flight, her eye's are covered in a special membrane to help withstand high-speed winds.
Air-balls: With the air she can create or produce from around her, she can mould it into a clear/misty ball of air that she can use as a ball to either balance on or throw it to knock a person down.
Air purify/Suction: If there is any type of gas nearby when she's using her powers, she can move the gas particles around to either 'purify' her attacks or can use it as such. With this is in effect, the gas particles are either 'cancelled out' by the pure air or the gas particles can be separated and turn into a very small ball, if the particles can stay together. If the particles prove to be unstable, she would end up scattering the gas particles back until she could learn how to control it.
She also knows how to 'suck up' any air around her, including the oxygen and carbon dioxide that someone near her is inhaling/exhaling.
Lift: Either flying or on the ground, she can lift 50 lbs. of solid matter.
Control: Listed above.
Weaknesses: Lift: Unless it's a baby or a really small child, she can't lift another person.
Flight: Can't fly after an exceeded time of three hours.
Overall: She can't create or control powerful high winds, gust, whirlwinds, or tornado's because of the physical and mental strain it would put on her. Nor, can she create poisonous or deadly air balls on her own.
Dalila is vulnerable against mental attacks. For example, someone could easily 'rip' her wings off her back or force any of her air attacks back at her. Also, if she's in an in-closed space, she can't use her powers without taking the oxygen out of the area, which would cause her to suffocate.
PSYCHOLOGICAL PROFILEPersonality: Dalila is a quick witted girl with an energetic personality, proud, and slightly cocky. Her travels around the world have been, what she considers, the greatest education anyone could learn outside of books. She hates it when people, unfortunately, discriminate others because of different points of views in society. She still, however, hasn't figured out some of her beliefs yet because of the various places she's been, even though she's considered a Christian. Dalila yearns for some type of mother figure or positive female role model in her life, having to grow up without one.
Her travels has given Dalila a view of what other people/culture's go through with everyday life. Compared to what other culture's think of America, Dalila would be considered the opposite of various thoughts. She also has a deep appreciation and respect towards everyone.
Demeanour: Worldly, Free-spirited
Nature: Kid at heart with a mature view of the world
Current Affiliation: X-Men, Students
Previous Affiliation: Golden Mess (band she performed with)
HISTORYDalila was born to a European, international affair businessman and an African American club singer. A few weeks after she was born, her mother seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. With no one to trust anyone in America at the moment, Joseph brought his only child with him on his travels, usually leaving her with nannies. Dalila grew up around other children of various backgrounds, creating long distance friendships wherever she went. While travelling, Dalila was taught by a private tutor. When her father finally came back to America when she was ten, she was enrolled into a public school. As she grew up, she made a lot of friends, and learned a couple of music skills.
Two months before she turned twelve, a man named Abdul Henson appeared at Joseph Williamsons house in Miami. Apparently, he was Mae's older brother and was coming to tell Joseph that Mae wanted her child. Shocked at the presence of his wife's brother and her demand for her daughter that she didn't raise, Joseph escorted Abdul off his premises. Weeks after the encounter, Mae kept calling and demanding for Dalila, telling Joseph that she only wanted to spend time with her daughter. The truth was, Mae was in major debt with the local gang in Miami from the drugs she used and, knowing how rich her 'husband' was, she was hoping to use Dalila as a ransom for any desired amount of money.
Dalila, on the other hand, wondered why her father wouldn't help her mother. So, while he was busy, she grabbed a cab and headed towards the 'ghetto' of Miami, extremely intimidated and scared of the people. When she found her mother, she was surprised to see a withered woman that looked older than her thirty-four years of age. When Mae saw Dalila, she immediately kidnapped her. When she didn't come home, Joseph called for a search party for his daughter.
While this was happening, Dalila was taken to a warehouse where the gang was hiding. Mae told the leader that her daughter would be payment for everything she owned. Dalila, outraged at her mother, kicked the gang leader and ran for it, but was stopped at the entrance. Having no where to run, she began crying, wishing that she could get out. Apparently, her wish came true when she felt something tingle on her back and a breeze picking up around her. When she opened her eye's, she found herself hovering in the air. Along with the gang and her mother, she was surprised at this before one of the gang members yelled that she was a mutant. Terrified, Dalila unconsciously sent a major gust of wind at the gang, throwing some of them off their feet while others got knocked out. Her mother, scared of what her daughter could do, grabbed a gun and shot at Dalila three times. One bullet missed while one pierced her arm and the other her chest, causing her to lose control of hovering and fall down to the ground, knocking herself out cold.
When Dalila finally woke up five days later, she found herself in the downtown hospital with reporters outside her hospital room. Her father came in and told her what happened. When they heard about an eleven year old injuring an entire gang on her own and was flying, everyone immediately wanted to talk to the flying girl. Security managed to get the reporters out so Dalila could go home. Of course, T.V. crews managed to get shots of her while news reporters did various stories about Dalila.
When Dalila arrived at Xavier's, she was considered a bit naive by most adults and a possible nuisance to some of the older students. But that didn't stop her out going personality to help people, along with the occasional hugs, to some chagrin. As far as a young girl is suppose to be, she hasn't found anyone to crush and prefers to do things her way.
During the canine attack, this brought a new perspective to the young aerokinetic. When the institute was under attack, her less favorite power, suction, came into play to bring down the canine's that managed to get on the grounds. Not use to using that part of her powers nor seeing so much chaos, Dalila ended up going into depression. However, this wasn't taken well by the other residents of the institute. With their help, she managed to get out of her depression.
SAMPLE ROLE PLAY"Dalila?" A soft-spoken man called out in the back-yard, looking around the place. "Dalila?" Joseph Williamson frowned as he tapped his shoe against the stone-walk way. It was a nice day in Miami at the moment. The sun was shining, very few clouds in the sky, a breeze picking up at times with the smell of palm trees and the ocean wafting through the private estate. Of course, Joseph would have been inside watching the golf channel if not for the fact that he didn't see nor hear his daughter for the past three hours.
"Gentle flower, where are you daughter?" He walked a few steps before he felt a breeze pick up before hearing the sound of giggles. "Here I am." Up above Joseph was a young girl hovering above her father. Dressed in a white, flowing skirt, a sky blue tank top, and transparent wings matching the sky, Dalila Obex Williamson looked just like a little fairy with her eye's gleaming in excitement.
"Dalila, what are you doing up there? You know how I feel about you flying around." Joseph said as he walked over to the hammock held between two palm trees with Dalila flying behind him. "I was bored, father dear. I have done every task you've asked me to do and then some," she said, still hovering in the air. "Don't you have a performance soon? If I'm correct, it will be your last one here," her father said, laying down in the hammock.
Dalila frowned a bit before letting out a sigh. "Yes, it will be the last one for a while," she said, floating down into the hammock with her father, her wings vanishing. "You will miss me, right?" he asked, tugging at one of her dreadlocks. Dalila sighed as she closed her eyes, resting against the familiar and comforting warmth of her father. He was always there for, even when the woman who was suppose to be her mother had abandoned them, leaving a business to bring his only child with him on his travels. After the gang incident, Dalila always wondered why her mother did what she had done. But it wasn't much concern to her because of her father, her only support beam present.
But now, with her leaving soon, Dalila wasn't sure how to feel. On one hand, she was excited about going someplace on her own and meet other people. On the other hand, however, that would mean leaving the only person that has meant so much to her while growing up. True, she didn't see him all the time when she was younger, he was conducting business. But when they got back to American soil, they had more time for each other.
Dalila smiled. "Now what type of question is that, father? Of course I will miss you. I know that I can be a bit...wild sometimes and that I'm growing up, but I will truely miss you," she said, hugging him greatly.
"And I you. All I ask is that your happy and safe." Joseph said, hugging his daughter back. Both father and daughter stayed like that for some time, thinking about how life was going to be different for the both of them. Both hoped that everything would turn out right.
ADDITIONAL PICTURES
Fae, Dalila Williamson {MUC; S}
