Post by Lisa on Aug 19, 2010 7:03:02 GMT -5
Cbox Name: Motown Madness
Nicknames: Motown
Main Account: Lisa Trevor
Who else do you play?:
No one YET
How did you find us?:
Tanzy : D
Category:
Resident Evil
Name:
Lisa Trevor
Alias:
Mostly just screams of terror
Age:
Born in 1953
Ranking:
Villain
Physical Appearance:
Personality:
Lisa Trevor is not a friendly girl. She is violent, sociopathic and quite clearly deranged. Most beings within arms reach are subject to her rage, which she has plenty of. Before that she was a sweet, if not somewhat shy young lady. Not anymore, unfortunately. Her violent tendacies nonwithstanding, she is not always a violent monster. While no one has been able to prove it, it is theorized that her memories are still retained within her undead mind.
Evidence supporting this theory is her apparent attatchment to her family and her mournful cries for her parents. Mentally she is still very much a child, even though her physical size is roughly a teenager's physique.
Due to the demise of her parents, no one has been able to prove if they could pacify her. When tried in the past using people in disguise, they were unfortunately discovered quickly and slaughtered within moments. Most of their faces were peeled off and placed upon Lisa's own body, a strange physical attatchment to have. On a few occasions she has mentioned that she wishes to give her Mother's face back. It is quite clear that she believes her parents are still alive, and thus she is completely unaware of the passage of time since their death, or rather, since the beginning of her experimentation.
Powers/Abilities:
Immortal?
To the equal parts delight and dismay of her creators, they simply have not found a way to rid the world of Lisa Trevor. The countless experiments, parasites, biologically crafted virii have had astounding affects on the young lady. She seems to be almost completely immune to physical assault. Small arms fire has no effect on her, and even Anti-Tank weaponry does little more than throw her back from sheer impact. She has been 'killed' on numerous occasions, only to get back up within moments, days, or perhaps a week completely 'fine'. She can be immobilized and and physically subdued with a great amount of force, but no one has found a way to put her out of her misery....yet
Viral Aplhabet Soup
What turned Lisa Trevor into the monster she is. While she was living her body, oddly enough, adapted to the virii and other biological agents/parasites that were put in her. This still holds true to this day, disease, biological weapons, etc will not harm her. In fact, most diseases will merely be housed within her, causing her no harm but turning her into a lethal carrier of the said disease. Virii that cause changes (such as the T, G, etc Virus) will instead be assimilated should she be exposed to them. What changes they will cause is unknown, but it is not likely to be pretty.
Undead
She is 'dead', so many things that would bother a living creature does not bother her. She does not need to eat, sleep, breathe, excrete and all that fun stuff. While she feels no actual pain, her mind still processes tactile stimuli unlike most undead. She also has more mental processes than the typical undead, nor does she eat the flesh of the living. She does not tire, but there are cases where she stays in one place for extended amounts of time, and some human instinct remains within her, ala she does not need to stay warm, but will build fires at times to 'keep warm'. She sometimes eats even though she does not require it to live.
Tendrils
Self explanitory. These pop from her body in reaction to 'painful' stimuli. They are quite strong and quite capable of grasping and lashing out painfully. They're every bit as strong and durable as the one that houses them.
Enhanced Physical Traits
She is deceptively strong and able to tear your average human to shreads with her bare hands, her senses are more acute than the normal human (she was able to see through the disguises of those that masqueraded as her parents by scent), and she is somewhat quick, though this is mostly due to strength of leg than any sort of talent in the matter.
Equipment:
Chains: They're attatched to her wrists. She swings them at people who garner her rage. She doesn't have the cognitive capacity to use weapons further than this.
Psychological Flaws:
Lisa Trevor is very, very, very mentally unstable. This makes it very hard to predict what she will do and when, and even why. She is, however, mollifed by her parents... what she believes is her parents anyhow. While it's likely she'll see through almost any disguise rather quickly, it will still give her pause and distract her, though woe betide the one who tricks her in this fashion, as she still wears the faces of those that have in the past.
If she believes she has spotted her Mother or Father, her attention is diverted immediately to them, no exceptions. Anyone who would cause harm to these 'believed' parents before she can figure out they're imposters are subject to Lisa's rage.
She is not exactly intelligent, though much moreso than a zombie. Lisa can easily be outwitted and outsmarted by the average human.
Physical Flaws:
Except for the fact that she is quite obviously not human, she has very little in the way of physical flaws. Her hands are bound by the wrists, and WHY she hasn't broken these binds when it's been displayed that she has the strength to do so easily baffles the minds of anyone who had a hand in her mutation.
Despite the fact that she does not 'feel' pain, her inkling of human instinct still makes her react. This does little more than cause her to lash out violently, tendrils bursting from her form and flailing wildly in an effort to strike at the one who harmed her
Other Flaws:
She is every bit as suspectipble to magic as the next person, though not even by a magical means has someone managed to put her down for good.
Brief History:
Born to Lisa and George Trevor around the year 1953, her Father had designed for him a special mansion complex specifically for his studies safely nestled within the Arklay Mountains that also housed an underground laboratory. George's family knew nothing of this, blissfully ignorant to what fate had in store for them. Paranoia overtook the one whom George worked for, and he, that is, a man named Oswall Spencer plotted a way to get rid of the man.
Lisa was awestruck by the sight of the mansion when she first arrived. Disappointed that her Father could not make it at the same time as her Mother and herself, she none the less looked forward to the prospect of living in the large expanse.
That was not to be, however. Shortly afterwards she was apprehended, and Oswell saw the opportunity to kill two birds with one stone; He could get rid of a potential threat AND had procured the first living test subjects for The Progenitor Virus.
For years Lisa and her Mother were subject to horrifying experimentation, all the while she held out hope for her Father to arrive and rescue her. The experimentation was having very adverse affects upon Lisa Trevor. She was mutating quite visibly, unlike her Mother. Tendrils had began to emerge from her skin, which had attained a chalky pallor as well. Her psyche was either damaged by the trauma of her situation or the experimentation, the scientists were able to deduce it was both. Her mental wellbeing truly spiked when they finally seperated her from Jessica. Around this time they noted the differences between the subjects.
While her Mother seemed to be fairing somewhat well, that is that the virus was making her ill but not causing any sort of permanent change, in Lisa's case the virus had been absorbed and changed completely. This made Lisa ideal for future study, but not Jessica unfortunately. Jessica had planned on escaping with her daughter, no matter how altered she was by the virus, but that was not to be. As her reactions had not been as pronounced, Jessica was disposed of.
Lisa was never informed, as it was quite plain that she had grown strongly attatched to her Mother, and it had quickly become the only way to mollify the increasingly mutated girl. The lead scientists decided that they would send in people disguised as her parents in order to make her docile, as she was growing more deranged by the passing day.
It didn't turn out well.
Within moments she saw through the deception and violently killed the imposters, shearing off their faces to wear. No matter how accurate the disguise, how flawless the performance, each time it was the same result. She could be heard muttering that she would 'Return Mommy's face' in a voice befitting a little girl, but unbefitting the monster they had forced her to become. She became the basis for future experiments, but soon the scientists realized that her instability and mutation was quickly becoming a threat to their operation, so they decided to get rid of her.
That didn't turn out well either.
No matter the method, Lisa survived any attempts to put her out of her misery. Conventional methods simply didn't work. Gas, fire, freezing, cutting, shooting. Nothing could put her down for good. Even the bonds they originally had her in failed to hold her back, and several more lives were lost. The binds on her wrists remained intact for some reason, none of the scientists being able to figure out exactly why that was when it was obvious she could break them at any time.
Exhausting their options of disposal without threatening to reveal their operations, the researchers decided to merely contain her, and found a way to do so. Allowing her to follow the scent of her Mother, she was lead to a small cavern within the Arklay Mountains and sealed within, trapped with the scent of her Mother, but content to remain within. That only changed when the scent faded and so too did her contentment.
She had not been seen since the destruction of the mansion, and those involved with the project were happy to mark her down as 'Deceased'. They had no clue that Lisa was still 'alive'. Alive and searching for the parents she was deprived of, always hunting for that scent, that visage that would give her comfort. Her Mother's. Her Father's.
Reason for being on AM:
Cry havok. There needs to be more creepy, and more zombie upon this board.
Sample RP:
Theme Songs:
Nicknames: Motown
Main Account: Lisa Trevor
Who else do you play?:
No one YET
How did you find us?:
Tanzy : D
Category:
Resident Evil
Name:
Lisa Trevor
Alias:
Mostly just screams of terror
Age:
Born in 1953
Ranking:
Villain
Physical Appearance:
Personality:
Lisa Trevor is not a friendly girl. She is violent, sociopathic and quite clearly deranged. Most beings within arms reach are subject to her rage, which she has plenty of. Before that she was a sweet, if not somewhat shy young lady. Not anymore, unfortunately. Her violent tendacies nonwithstanding, she is not always a violent monster. While no one has been able to prove it, it is theorized that her memories are still retained within her undead mind.
Evidence supporting this theory is her apparent attatchment to her family and her mournful cries for her parents. Mentally she is still very much a child, even though her physical size is roughly a teenager's physique.
Due to the demise of her parents, no one has been able to prove if they could pacify her. When tried in the past using people in disguise, they were unfortunately discovered quickly and slaughtered within moments. Most of their faces were peeled off and placed upon Lisa's own body, a strange physical attatchment to have. On a few occasions she has mentioned that she wishes to give her Mother's face back. It is quite clear that she believes her parents are still alive, and thus she is completely unaware of the passage of time since their death, or rather, since the beginning of her experimentation.
Powers/Abilities:
Immortal?
To the equal parts delight and dismay of her creators, they simply have not found a way to rid the world of Lisa Trevor. The countless experiments, parasites, biologically crafted virii have had astounding affects on the young lady. She seems to be almost completely immune to physical assault. Small arms fire has no effect on her, and even Anti-Tank weaponry does little more than throw her back from sheer impact. She has been 'killed' on numerous occasions, only to get back up within moments, days, or perhaps a week completely 'fine'. She can be immobilized and and physically subdued with a great amount of force, but no one has found a way to put her out of her misery....yet
Viral Aplhabet Soup
What turned Lisa Trevor into the monster she is. While she was living her body, oddly enough, adapted to the virii and other biological agents/parasites that were put in her. This still holds true to this day, disease, biological weapons, etc will not harm her. In fact, most diseases will merely be housed within her, causing her no harm but turning her into a lethal carrier of the said disease. Virii that cause changes (such as the T, G, etc Virus) will instead be assimilated should she be exposed to them. What changes they will cause is unknown, but it is not likely to be pretty.
Undead
She is 'dead', so many things that would bother a living creature does not bother her. She does not need to eat, sleep, breathe, excrete and all that fun stuff. While she feels no actual pain, her mind still processes tactile stimuli unlike most undead. She also has more mental processes than the typical undead, nor does she eat the flesh of the living. She does not tire, but there are cases where she stays in one place for extended amounts of time, and some human instinct remains within her, ala she does not need to stay warm, but will build fires at times to 'keep warm'. She sometimes eats even though she does not require it to live.
Tendrils
Self explanitory. These pop from her body in reaction to 'painful' stimuli. They are quite strong and quite capable of grasping and lashing out painfully. They're every bit as strong and durable as the one that houses them.
Enhanced Physical Traits
She is deceptively strong and able to tear your average human to shreads with her bare hands, her senses are more acute than the normal human (she was able to see through the disguises of those that masqueraded as her parents by scent), and she is somewhat quick, though this is mostly due to strength of leg than any sort of talent in the matter.
Equipment:
Chains: They're attatched to her wrists. She swings them at people who garner her rage. She doesn't have the cognitive capacity to use weapons further than this.
Weaknesses
Psychological Flaws:
Lisa Trevor is very, very, very mentally unstable. This makes it very hard to predict what she will do and when, and even why. She is, however, mollifed by her parents... what she believes is her parents anyhow. While it's likely she'll see through almost any disguise rather quickly, it will still give her pause and distract her, though woe betide the one who tricks her in this fashion, as she still wears the faces of those that have in the past.
If she believes she has spotted her Mother or Father, her attention is diverted immediately to them, no exceptions. Anyone who would cause harm to these 'believed' parents before she can figure out they're imposters are subject to Lisa's rage.
She is not exactly intelligent, though much moreso than a zombie. Lisa can easily be outwitted and outsmarted by the average human.
Physical Flaws:
Except for the fact that she is quite obviously not human, she has very little in the way of physical flaws. Her hands are bound by the wrists, and WHY she hasn't broken these binds when it's been displayed that she has the strength to do so easily baffles the minds of anyone who had a hand in her mutation.
Despite the fact that she does not 'feel' pain, her inkling of human instinct still makes her react. This does little more than cause her to lash out violently, tendrils bursting from her form and flailing wildly in an effort to strike at the one who harmed her
Other Flaws:
She is every bit as suspectipble to magic as the next person, though not even by a magical means has someone managed to put her down for good.
Brief History:
Born to Lisa and George Trevor around the year 1953, her Father had designed for him a special mansion complex specifically for his studies safely nestled within the Arklay Mountains that also housed an underground laboratory. George's family knew nothing of this, blissfully ignorant to what fate had in store for them. Paranoia overtook the one whom George worked for, and he, that is, a man named Oswall Spencer plotted a way to get rid of the man.
Lisa was awestruck by the sight of the mansion when she first arrived. Disappointed that her Father could not make it at the same time as her Mother and herself, she none the less looked forward to the prospect of living in the large expanse.
That was not to be, however. Shortly afterwards she was apprehended, and Oswell saw the opportunity to kill two birds with one stone; He could get rid of a potential threat AND had procured the first living test subjects for The Progenitor Virus.
For years Lisa and her Mother were subject to horrifying experimentation, all the while she held out hope for her Father to arrive and rescue her. The experimentation was having very adverse affects upon Lisa Trevor. She was mutating quite visibly, unlike her Mother. Tendrils had began to emerge from her skin, which had attained a chalky pallor as well. Her psyche was either damaged by the trauma of her situation or the experimentation, the scientists were able to deduce it was both. Her mental wellbeing truly spiked when they finally seperated her from Jessica. Around this time they noted the differences between the subjects.
While her Mother seemed to be fairing somewhat well, that is that the virus was making her ill but not causing any sort of permanent change, in Lisa's case the virus had been absorbed and changed completely. This made Lisa ideal for future study, but not Jessica unfortunately. Jessica had planned on escaping with her daughter, no matter how altered she was by the virus, but that was not to be. As her reactions had not been as pronounced, Jessica was disposed of.
Lisa was never informed, as it was quite plain that she had grown strongly attatched to her Mother, and it had quickly become the only way to mollify the increasingly mutated girl. The lead scientists decided that they would send in people disguised as her parents in order to make her docile, as she was growing more deranged by the passing day.
It didn't turn out well.
Within moments she saw through the deception and violently killed the imposters, shearing off their faces to wear. No matter how accurate the disguise, how flawless the performance, each time it was the same result. She could be heard muttering that she would 'Return Mommy's face' in a voice befitting a little girl, but unbefitting the monster they had forced her to become. She became the basis for future experiments, but soon the scientists realized that her instability and mutation was quickly becoming a threat to their operation, so they decided to get rid of her.
That didn't turn out well either.
No matter the method, Lisa survived any attempts to put her out of her misery. Conventional methods simply didn't work. Gas, fire, freezing, cutting, shooting. Nothing could put her down for good. Even the bonds they originally had her in failed to hold her back, and several more lives were lost. The binds on her wrists remained intact for some reason, none of the scientists being able to figure out exactly why that was when it was obvious she could break them at any time.
Exhausting their options of disposal without threatening to reveal their operations, the researchers decided to merely contain her, and found a way to do so. Allowing her to follow the scent of her Mother, she was lead to a small cavern within the Arklay Mountains and sealed within, trapped with the scent of her Mother, but content to remain within. That only changed when the scent faded and so too did her contentment.
She had not been seen since the destruction of the mansion, and those involved with the project were happy to mark her down as 'Deceased'. They had no clue that Lisa was still 'alive'. Alive and searching for the parents she was deprived of, always hunting for that scent, that visage that would give her comfort. Her Mother's. Her Father's.
Reason for being on AM:
Cry havok. There needs to be more creepy, and more zombie upon this board.
Sample RP:
Mother? Father? Where are you?
It's dark...
Mother...
Searching. Always searching. That was the existence of Lisa Trevor now. People. She saw so many and yet so few saw her. None saw her and lived. They screamed, they cried. They called her a Monster. It was rude. Rude and wrong. She wouldn't allow it. Father always told her to have pride. Stand up for yourself. So she did. She stood up for herself always, and made those bullies stop. She made them red. So very red. They stopped moving even. They tasted yucky, but she had to eat. Mother always told her to. She had to finish dinner before going to bed.
Yes, bed... Sleeping. She didn't know how long it had been since she slept, time was meaningless to her. Mother would be so mad, but she would understand. She had to. Lisa was being a good girl, she had to find her. A few mistakes could be forgiven, they had to be. Lisa was so sure that even though she had stayed up past her bed time that her Mother and Father would forgive her immediately once she found them... or when they found her. They would cry and hug, maybe scold her for getting lost, leaving that place, that ...house without telling them.
They had to understand. They were doing bad things to her.
It hurt so much.
The sewers were dark, she liked the dark. Never used to until she realized that the dark was safe. No one to scream at her, to call her names down in the dark. The dirty water of the sewers tickled her feet and made her toes squirm. Filth and squalor. She could go back to her real home when she found her parents. That's why she had to continue, had to keep searching. Lisa had only previously woke up, though now she had been up past her bed time.
She couldn't help it. They woke her up. Moaning, groaning. So noisy. SO NOISY! She couldn't sleep, but that was alright. Now she was awake. She could find them. Lisa didn't even remember how she had gotten to Mockingbird Island. She didn't even know it's name. She just knew there was the slim chance, the hope that her parents were here. Waiting for her.
Then all would be forgiven.
Then they would all live happily ever after.
Theme Songs:
