Post by Crimsonstar on Aug 8, 2019 12:18:17 GMT -5
Hero Name: Cinders
Real Name: Cynthia Roberts
Global Name: Crimsonstar
Nickname: Cyndi
Age: 25
Date of Birth: 06-20-1994
Height: 6’ 1”
Weight: 150lb
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Red
Marital Status: Single
Distinguishing Marks/Scars:
None
Current Residence: Steel Canyon
Group Affiliation:
Group Rank:
Hero Identity known to Public?: No
Day Job: Waitress, student
Family Data
Father: Dalton Roberts (deceased)
Mother: Kimberly Roberts (deceased)
Siblings: None
Spouse: None
Biography:
I was an average kid, got good grades in school, hung out with friends on the weekends, did summer vacations with my parent. Had two cats and a dog. Yeah it was pretty much standard, middle class Americana for us.
Then I turned 13 and two things happened. First, puberty knocked on my bedroom door. Actually it pretty much kicked it in. That year i not only sprouted up three feet, but well, things 'filled out'. Yes, THOSE things. I got a lot of attention that year, from both boys and girls, especially late that summer. My mother didn't know how to deal with a now suddenly 'hot' 13 year old daughter who outgrew her bras every couple of months, and my father took the stance of 'this is a woman's problem' and looked the other way, Too bad his buddies didn't. Don't freak out, nothing bad ever came from it, but it's a bit weird to see your dad's forty year old friends drool when talking to you. I got really self conscious really fast.
Thank God for my aunt Bethany, my mom's sister. It seems my aunt had also been cursed with the, as she called it, 'hellaofabod' gene. She showed up at the house one Saturday with two outfits for me. One was a pair of sweatpants with a baggy sweater, and the other a paif of blue jean shorts and a t-shirt with a photo of a band I liked. She then told me to wear whichever one was comfortable, but to be comfortable with it for the rest of my life. I could either hide and withdraw the fact that I had been blessed a little more than most women and make others comfortable, or chosoe to make myself comfortable and accept that yes, I was a good looking, well figured woman. The staring and whipsers were their problem not mine.
Things were great after that. I never used the smarmy "my eyes are up here" line on people, I'd just quit talking, wait till they realized I wasn't speaking and once they realized I had caught them and they looked back up, I'd simply go "You done?"
Then the other shoe fell...
It seems the reason my body transformed so radically was because my mutant gene picked that year to go active. I was in bed. it was late August so it was especially hot that night. I remember i couldn't sleep it was so hot and muggy. I was tossing and turning trying to get comfortable when I noticed that all my clothes were gone, and my bed sheets were,....smoking?
I sat up and saw flames were emanating from my arms and legs. I was on fire?!?!
I panicked and that only casued them to get hotter, and shoot out from my hands, setting my carpet and curtains on fire.
Long story short (too late,right?) 3449 Jordan Lane went up in flames that night, and I lost.....everything.
I spent the next couple of months with a psychiatrist to get some therapy, as well as a bit of training with my new 'powers' at an organization in Paragon City affliated with some company called Crey Industries. By the way, there is something seriously shady with that place. No, I mean really.
And again, God bless my Aunt Bethany. I went to live with her after I was released and while my uncle and cousins, and everyone else suddenly avoided me, she simply hugged me tight and said; "Hey hon, it's not enough your boobs are bigger than mine you had to one up me with the mutant powers, huh?"
So yeah, will that do for now?
Real Name: Cynthia Roberts
Global Name: Crimsonstar
Nickname: Cyndi
Age: 25
Date of Birth: 06-20-1994
Height: 6’ 1”
Weight: 150lb
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Red
Marital Status: Single
Distinguishing Marks/Scars:
None
Current Residence: Steel Canyon
Group Affiliation:
Group Rank:
Hero Identity known to Public?: No
Day Job: Waitress, student
Family Data
Father: Dalton Roberts (deceased)
Mother: Kimberly Roberts (deceased)
Siblings: None
Spouse: None
Biography:
I was an average kid, got good grades in school, hung out with friends on the weekends, did summer vacations with my parent. Had two cats and a dog. Yeah it was pretty much standard, middle class Americana for us.
Then I turned 13 and two things happened. First, puberty knocked on my bedroom door. Actually it pretty much kicked it in. That year i not only sprouted up three feet, but well, things 'filled out'. Yes, THOSE things. I got a lot of attention that year, from both boys and girls, especially late that summer. My mother didn't know how to deal with a now suddenly 'hot' 13 year old daughter who outgrew her bras every couple of months, and my father took the stance of 'this is a woman's problem' and looked the other way, Too bad his buddies didn't. Don't freak out, nothing bad ever came from it, but it's a bit weird to see your dad's forty year old friends drool when talking to you. I got really self conscious really fast.
Thank God for my aunt Bethany, my mom's sister. It seems my aunt had also been cursed with the, as she called it, 'hellaofabod' gene. She showed up at the house one Saturday with two outfits for me. One was a pair of sweatpants with a baggy sweater, and the other a paif of blue jean shorts and a t-shirt with a photo of a band I liked. She then told me to wear whichever one was comfortable, but to be comfortable with it for the rest of my life. I could either hide and withdraw the fact that I had been blessed a little more than most women and make others comfortable, or chosoe to make myself comfortable and accept that yes, I was a good looking, well figured woman. The staring and whipsers were their problem not mine.
Things were great after that. I never used the smarmy "my eyes are up here" line on people, I'd just quit talking, wait till they realized I wasn't speaking and once they realized I had caught them and they looked back up, I'd simply go "You done?"
Then the other shoe fell...
It seems the reason my body transformed so radically was because my mutant gene picked that year to go active. I was in bed. it was late August so it was especially hot that night. I remember i couldn't sleep it was so hot and muggy. I was tossing and turning trying to get comfortable when I noticed that all my clothes were gone, and my bed sheets were,....smoking?
I sat up and saw flames were emanating from my arms and legs. I was on fire?!?!
I panicked and that only casued them to get hotter, and shoot out from my hands, setting my carpet and curtains on fire.
Long story short (too late,right?) 3449 Jordan Lane went up in flames that night, and I lost.....everything.
I spent the next couple of months with a psychiatrist to get some therapy, as well as a bit of training with my new 'powers' at an organization in Paragon City affliated with some company called Crey Industries. By the way, there is something seriously shady with that place. No, I mean really.
And again, God bless my Aunt Bethany. I went to live with her after I was released and while my uncle and cousins, and everyone else suddenly avoided me, she simply hugged me tight and said; "Hey hon, it's not enough your boobs are bigger than mine you had to one up me with the mutant powers, huh?"
So yeah, will that do for now?
