Gonna say fuck it and write up my app now. I'm too excited for this.
"I got two words for you. 'Hell. Yeah.'"
Name: Christina Yates, the Undying Flame
Fayth Name: Ares
Fayth Element: Fire
Fayth Description: Ares. The god of war. The artisan of destruction. The mad being. As it's name suggests, Fayth Ares is highly offensive, with minor mobility. Boasting the shape of two powerful gauntlets, Ares is ablaze whenever it is active. The gauntlets are much like boxing gloves, and fit Christina exactly. The gauntlets are a crimson red, and their bands around their ends are gold and white striped. They lead up into the actual gauntlet. It appears to be similar to leather, because of the flames that distort the image of the gauntlets. In reality, they are made of an incredibly powerful metal. Though light in weight, they are heavy in impact. On the knuckles ends, 3 four inch spikes on either gauntlet protrude from the knuckles, and adjust from four inches to being retracted completely at Christina's will.
In addition to the Gauntlets of Ares, Christina wields five powerful spells.
As a natural fighter, Christina enjoys fighting. Passively, she will grow more aggressive as she stays in combat. She has great tenacity, and can fight for extreme lengths of time. She is more encouraged when she is with an ally or protecting someone. This is her Passion of a Thousand Suns.
Burst Fist: Christina cocks her right arm back, and punches forward as hard as she can. She draws in oxygen from around her, and pulls back her flames as she withdraws her arm. When she releases the punch, her flames burst forward in a small cone in front of her. She can move while she does this.
Blazing Feet: Christina sacrifices a small amount of her damage by moving her flames from her gauntlets to her feet. For a short duration (at most, ten seconds) she becomes 50% faster, 25% lighter in weight, and is 10% more tenacious. This allows her to perceive the opponent's intentions better and dodge, roll, and generally avoid taking damage for a short duration. Of course this means she will also be putting out less damage as well.
Dark Spark: Christina dashes forward with only a single hand ablaze, and unleashes a powerful, wide arc uppercut in an area in front of her. This maneuver leaves her open to counter attack however, if she misses.
HELL YEAH!: Her signature technique. Christina erupts from the ground and turns herself into a flaming missile as she rockets into the air. She engulfs her entire body in the flames of Ares, and plummets back down to a target area, turning everything beneath her into ash. Or at least scorching it beyond recognition. She cannot do this often. It requires virtually all of her energy, and puts her in a dangerous state of vulnerability after using it. When using this technique, she is making a conscious decision to put herself at great risk for a chance of eliminating her enemies. At most, she can do this once per day.
Personality: Christina is very aggressive. She does not care for showing her true nature, and it takes a lot for her to trust someone. That being said, she cares a lot. Even for strangers, Christina will go to great lengths to help. She is not very open, and sometimes it will take some time to get to know her. However, once you've manged to break her shell, Christina is very friendly. She loves to laugh, and is very proud of her smile. Her heart burns as passionately as her aggression. If someone were to threaten someone she cared for, or just a bystander on the street, she would interfere, intervene, and step in. It is this loving heart that kept her from losing hope for her own future.
Appearance: Christina stands at five feet, eleven inches. She is not particularly muscular, but because of how she was raised, her build is athletic. Her hair is a proud auburn red, and it brings out her grey eyes. Her cheek bones are a bit raised, and she has three freckles on the right cheek of her face. Her lips are small, and her nose is as cute as a button. It fits her face perfectly. Her hair is shoulder length, neatly brushed, and is one of her more prominent features. Her breasts are average in size, at a C cup. And though she does not show it, Christina has one tattoo on her back.
It is a tattoo of an angel whose sword is ablaze. The free hand of the angel is outstretched, as if reaching for something or someone. She wears a dark grey, sleeveless top, where the halo of the angel is just visible at her hair line. She also wears short cut blue Capri shorts, just reaching her thighs. Her legs are toned, but nice in shape in size. She wears ankle length white socks, and white and grey running shoes. The laces in her shoes are also white and grey, intertwining with each other. Christina also has a birthmark on her right calf. It resembles an ink blot, but it is hardly noticeable.
Biography: Before the time change, Christina was born and raised in Los Angeles. Her parents were good people, always giving to the community, aiding the homeless, sharing what they had with the less fortunate. And just around the time of her 22nd birthday, her mother and father had announced they were looking to adopt a young boy from one of the homeless shelters that they frequented. How they found the time to do the things they did was miraculous to Christina. Her father was a full time gym instructor and personal coach. Her mother was a professor at one of the most prestigious colleges in their area. Yet her parents were always up and about doing some form of charity work. Things weren't always on the up and up. Christina found herself depressed when she couldn't figure out what to do with herself. She wanted to have a great career like her mother and father, but she didn't want to be a teacher, or a doctor, or a lawyer. She had no interest in marine biology or animal reservations. Her grades began to fall off, and Christina found herself in a slump some nights. It was difficult for her, until her dad stepped in. Shortly after opening his gym, Christina's father took her under his wing in an attempt to better their relationship and free Christina's mind. At the time, she was only 14. But sooner, rather than later, she had become obsessed with visiting her father's gym. Watching various patrons practice and box in the ring was the most excitement she would get every day. Soon after reaching high school, she found herself at the gym more than she was at home studying. Eventually, she dropped out, and went on to pursue boxing as a career.
When they weren't busy, Christina and her father, Aaron Yates, were training each other. He was making Christina out to be a professional boxer. And fortunately, from a young age, Christina had already fallen in love with the sport. To have her father encourage her only pushed her passion to further pursue boxing as a career. Of course, all of that changed
when the fire nation attacked when she fell asleep one night.
Waking up, her home was gone. She wasn't even in Nevada anymore. She didn't recognize this place. But an instinct told her to get up, and to get up fast. When she did, it was already dark. She was surrounded by glowing eyes. She began to back away, bumping into a dilapidated old skyscraper. There weren't many where she lived before, and she knew now that something wasn't right. Carefully, she inched around the building, but the eyes grew closer to her. She panicked, and broke out into a full sprint. She didn't know where she was going, but she hoped to lose whatever these things were in the city. And upon turning and seeing this city's skyline, its broken, battered, dark skyline, her heart sank. Everything she could see was rubble, rust, and destruction. She darted inside another broken building, and hid behind a tall countertop. She could hear whatever those creatures were that were chasing her, pawing around the area. She slowed her breathing, and tried to figure out where she was. She took her cellphone from her pocket, hoping the gps could tell her something. Her battery was near dead, and she didn't have much of a signal. However, she noticed a strange application she hadn't seen before.
"Survival App?" she thought to herself. She hovered her finger over it, before the application loudly voiced her concerns, and she could hear the creatures looking for her suddenly hear the voice on her phone.
" . . . You must be scared and confused. Never fear!--"
"Little late for that!" she said as she jumped over the countertop and dashed out of the building. She continued listening as the application gave her instructions, and pointed her towards a destination. She was still running, constantly, narrowly avoiding whatever these things were behind her, until she finally turned a different corner. She could hear the creatures thud behind her, and she was anxious to poke her head out and take a look. However, she refrained from doing so, and simply stopped to catch her breath. That is, until the sky above her erupted into a powerful cross and nearly made her wet her pants. "Christ!" she yelled as a voice began to boom over her head. That was when she noticed she wasn't alone. There were others here now. And she couldn't help but wonder what the hell was going on.
Other: Selected Theme, "Lights Out".
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