Character Name: Alicia Mirrik
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Ability of the character: Pyrokinesis. She is capable of igniting surfaces, under a few conditions. The first being that she isn't calm. She can be feeling anything serious ranging from anxiety to fury, however if she's too calm she will fail to do anything. The second is that it has to be on any naturally ignitable surface, such as wood or clothing. Trying to start a fire on stone won't do anything. Note that she is terrified of her power and will try to do anything to suppress it.
Appearance: Alicia is of average height for a girl her age, coupled with short, auburn hair, as well as green eyes. She's rather thin, barely weighing a hundred pounds. She usually wears a basic purple T-shirt as well as a pair of torn jeans (I mean, when you're on the run you can't really be a fashionista)
Personality: Alicia is short tempered and is quick to start complaining. She tends to be pessimistic and always expects the worst possible outcome to occur. However she is very caring when someone is hurt (especially when she hurt them) and tries to help them, though often to no avail. Overall she works well with others but prefers to be alone.
Background:
"Mom, why won't you let me go?" I was having another argument with my mother. Just one of many. "I told you a million times, I don't want you leaving the house this late!" I only sort of remember what caused it, but it was probably a stupid reason, most of the fights were. "I'll only be gone an hour or so, then I'll head straight back home!"
"How can I trust you do stay true to your word?" The argument went on for another ten minutes or so. That's when it first happened. "I hate you!" It was all very sudden. I yelled at her, turned my back, and I heard a scream. I turned back, and she had erupted into flames. I pulled out my phone and dialed 911.
Later than day, while I was waiting in the hospital, two men in black suits approached me. "Are you Alicia Meerik?" I nodded. "It's Mer-rick." The man frowned a bit, but the second one spoke up. "We'll need you to come with us." I shook my head, "Not until I make sure my mother is okay."
"Your mother will be fine. Come with us." He grabbed my arm. "Wait, don't-" I began to say, but I was soon being pulled out the door. "Don't I have a say in this?" I argued. The men remained silent. I began pulling away from them. "Let me go!" I heard another scream and my arm was released. The man in black was on fire. His partner stood in shock for a moment but began to draw his weapon. I ran. I ran out of the room, out of the hospital, as far away as I could get until I had to stop. I knew I wasn't normal.
Other Comments: Looking at it, this is one of the youngest characters in the group. Fun. Also, i notice the writing style for the background was a bit different that other people's, I'll try to use a similar style as others when/if I'm accepted into the RP.