Post by Anna Myers on Feb 15, 2016 17:13:39 GMT -5
Basics
Full Name: Anna Myers
Nickname: "Flower Child" (Call sign)
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Grade/Career: US Air Force pilot (on extended leave), part-time florist
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Family: "Doesn't matter"
Face Claim: Touhou Project - Kazami Yuuka
Appearance
As a westerner in Japan, Anna can be quite imposing. She stands at 5'9" and has a well-developed and toned figure. She has light and surprisingly fair skin, with only a few scars to speak of. Her hair is vibrant green and naturally wavy. Because of military regulations she is usually forced to keep it short, but has recently allowed it to grow to around shoulder-length. Her eyes, in contrast, are red. Aiyana prefers to dress casual when she can. When on duty she was always the first to get out of uniform when she was able, and now that she's on leave she will avoid wearing it at all costs. Her favorite ensemble consists of a white long-sleeve shirt under a red vest and skirt. She'll typically wear red shoes, but will occasionally go for her military boots when on rough terrain or out fighting. She also favors one of two rose-colored parasols. One is an ordinary one, the other is just the canopy, concealing a shotgun in place of the pole.
Personality
Likes: Flowers, Guns, Tea, Flying, Apple pie, Intimidating people, Cooking, Military/Sci-Fi stories, Swing music, Explosions
Dislikes: Pests, Fog, Coffee, Misfires, Overcooked meat, Days where she can't shoot anything, Mass media, Romance novels, Modern "R&B", The people from her hometown
Hobbies: Gardening, flying, shooting things, and recently shadow hunting
Goals: To have fun doing what she does best
Anna is a sweet country gal from the southern United States, who enjoys such wholesome activities as reading, cooking, gardening, and shooting things. Oops, that part didn't quite fit, did it? No, Anna may be a sweet girl on the surface but she is far from an ordinary one. She's tame enough in person, of course. Always smiling, usually friendly, willing to help other people in need, and insistent on showing proper hospitality towards visitors. She's not the most honest person you'll ever meet, but she'll at least lie with good intentions, and come out with the truth when she feels it's necessary. She's fairly open about herself, at least, even when the truth scares people. She's prone to preconceptions and making judgments based on appearances and first impressions, but will also give everyone a reasonable chance to prove her wrong. She tends to go at her own pace, held back by reality only when laws or orders demand it. Despite her history, nowadays unless you hurt her or the people she cares about, she probably won't hate you. But if you're still an enemy she'll gladly blow you up with a smile on her face.
Because while she may be a nice and friendly person during peaceful times, she becomes a completely different person during a fight. And coming off of a tour in the Middle East only to end up in the middle of an incident during what was supposed to be a vacation, that's surprisingly often. Although it took her awhile to admit to it, she has a violent streak a mile wide. It's focused, though. She'd never go attacking people for fun. Unless those people happened to be shadows. It's fighting, moreso than pointless destruction, that satisfies the thrill Anna gets from violent action. While she tends to casually disregard collateral damage, she prefers to have fun with a fight than to be relentless. If the other person can't or doesn't have a reason to fight back, it's no fun. That's another thing. She gets bored easily. If she's not enjoying a fight, she's more likely to pull out of it than finish it, and only direct orders can stop her. And if the enemy doesn't let her do that, she'll destroy them utterly. Even if it's overkill. Especially if it's overkill.
Even then, though, she never quite loses her friendly demeanor. She's been known to have casual conversations with those enemies that can talk back in the middle of a fight. Sometimes even utterly meaningless conversations. Playful banter is also not unheard of. And even when she brings down the hammer, so to speak, she does it with a smile on her face.
History
Anna was born and grew up the middle child to a family of three in a small, blink-and-you'll-miss-it town in the countryside of Georgia. Her family were very closely tied to the town itself. Her father was a local policeman, and her mother worked as a secretary at the town hall. Because of that, Anna ended up knowing everyone in town by the time she started school. They all seemed like a nice enough group of people to her. Everyone seemed to get along, there were never any major incidents, there wasn't even all that much bullying at school. Her father occasionally lamented that the only times there was much to do was when anyone from out of town came passing through. But all of that was on the surface. Underneath that, it was a town full of hate.
Not for outsiders, as one may suspect. Not even for people who were "different", although they occasionally caught it by definition. No, true to the saying that familiarity breeds contempt, just about everyone in town secretly hated everyone else. Until she started middle school, which required her to go to a larger, neighboring town, Anna didn't even notice. It started with kids her age being relieved to be away from and in different classes than others they had known their whole life. When asked why, some of them would tell Anna all sorts of things about their parents and how they didn't want their kids being friends with some other family's kids. Others would say they'd rather not talk about it. Others still told Anna that she wasn't an exception, and that they didn't want to be around her either. Slowly, many of her 'friends' drifted apart from her, which she could only blame on bad feelings she never realized were there.
A couple years later, Anna's father got promoted and went to work for the Georgia state police after cooperating with them in a local incident involving a fugitive that had run clear from the other side of the state. Although nobody from town openly spoke against him, Anna could see the resentment in the eyes of several others her father associated with. Jealousy, she assumed. But she didn't know how deep it ran until her father was fired for involvement in a drug scandal that he insisted he couldn't have had any part in. Although Anna never learned the truth, the attitudes of the people she believed resented her father changed. Now, there was always just a little bit of smugness to their tones, especially when they acted apologetic over their misfortune. Her father never called them on it, but took to ranting about those people when only the family was around. As her father struggled to find a new job that would allow them to maintain their current standard of living, Anna came to believe that the other townspeople had a hand in her father's dismissal. And so, she came to hate them as well.
This continued for four more years, until Anna was sixteen. Her family was still poorer than they had been for most of her childhood, although she had managed to start providing partly for herself by working part time at a local florist. Her school life was less than pleasant, but at least she didn't have to deal with too many kids from back home there. She still had several friends in town, but much like most of the townspeople themselves none of it was genuine. Tension between many of the townspeople was running high, and by now Anna was no exception. She, like most of the other residents, hated just about everyone else by this point. But while it wasn't a great life, it was a stable one. Even so, she grew to hate this stability as well. But soon after, she met a retired Air Force pilot who had come to speak at her high school. She talked to him in person after his talk, discovering that he gave private flying lessons. After a few months of saving up, Anna signed up for them herself.
Over the next two years, she learned to fly small, private planes and started to get more ambitious. On the man's suggestion, she soon tried to join the Air Force. And a couple more years of rigorous training, far more intense lessons, and education later, Anna had found where she belonged. She got along fast and well with her fellow airmen, and more than that, she was thoroughly enjoying herself. Even when she was to be deployed to the Middle East, she all but jumped at the chance. And so she would be sent with several more new airmen and soldiers to assist with Operation Enduring Freedom in Afghanistan. And she did, typically from the cockpit of a F-16. While it wasn't quite the fight that Anna had wanted (too asymmetrical for her liking) she knew that this was where she wanted to be. There were good points, and there were plenty of incidents she would have much rather forgotten, but Anna could safely say that she was at home on the battlefield.
That was, until it was time to withdraw.
Hers was among the first units to withdraw in 2013. Anna hated that she was being forced to come home. They were very clearly not done, and all pulling out when they did would do was to open the way for more unrest and for the Taliban to regain a foothold. She already heard reports of the same thing happening in Iraq. But she couldn't deny her superior's orders in this case. She returned home irritated by the result and in desperate need of a vacation. Thankfully, she soon got her chance, and chose to travel to Japan for a couple weeks. For all intents and purposes, it was an ordinary vacation. Relaxing, but perhaps a little too peaceful. But on the way back to the airport, something finally went wrong. Anna told her taxi driver to take her closer to the epicenter - a moderately-sized city called Kanehira. With the intent of helping in any way she could, Anna went into the town. But as soon as she went into the business district, she knew something had gone horribly wrong. The next thing she knew, she had walked into a hellscape far worse than any battlefield she had yet seen.
There were others trapped in this hellscape as well. Many of them, Anna saw only once. After that, they ran off, only to never be seen again. Others, she saw killed by a strange sludge-like monster. The handful of others that she saw ended up behind her as Anna confronted the monster herself. Pulling a discarded shotgun from nearby rubble, Anna fired at the monster, emptying shell after shell into it until she nearly ran out. But despite the mad grin she wore as she shot at the creature, it kept coming, and Anna soon found herself with only a single shot left. But before it could kill her, someone else showed up, stepping on the creature and frying it with a blast of electical energy. Only, the 'someone else' was Anna herself.
Anna was understandably confused to what was going on, but every question she asked was deflected by 'answers' that she could have figured out herself. Soon, it was her other self that was asking the questions. But Anna was undeterred by the 'other her' and answered in the same way. Eventually, the other her got fed up and loudly announced to the people Anna was trying to protect that she didn't care about them, she just wanted to fight. But Anna just grinned and asked what her motivations even mattered, as long as it all turned out well in the end. The other her continued to try to pick at her hidden feelings, digging up the resentment she felt for the people of her hometown and her real motivations for learning to fly and joining the air force. But Anna never tried to deny it, and eventually just smacked her other self with the butt of the shotgun and told it that "if all you're gonna do is yammer then I really need to take these people home." Her other self flew into a rage, revealing itself as the same sort of monster as the sludge thing - a shadow - before attempting to attack Anna. Recognizing that she was legitimately in danger now, Anna turned the weapon back around and fired it straight into the shadow's face.
Despite now legitimately being out of Ammo and low on options, Anna stood firm. Holding the shotgun like a club and ready to strike with the butt again, she admitted that the shadow wasn't wrong. But with lives at stake and a battlefield to escape, she didn't have time for psychological discussions. Surprisingly that was enough for the shadow, which faded away after that rushed acceptance and a threat to continue hitting it if it didn't stop. For a moment, a gigantic bird materialized in the sky over Anna, only to disappear back into the recesses of her mind.
Realizing that no one was actually going to believe what had happened, much less the higher-ups back home, Anna snapped several pictures of the ruined city and even one of one of the sludge monsters (which, much like the last one, went down to a lightning bolt) while leading the survivors she'd found out. But after no more trouble and only a little more searching, Anna managed to find a way out and back into the damaged shopping district. Despite the delays caused by the earthquake, she found out both that her taxi driver had left without her, and that she had missed her flight. After checking in at a local hotel, Anna called and reported to her CO, leading her report with "You're never going to believe this." Sure enough, he didn't, but acknowledged after seeing the pictures Anna sent that something was going on. Then, once Anna mentioned re-scheduling her flight, she was told to stay put and wait for further instructions instead.
The next day, she was called and given uncharacteristically vague instructions. Namely, that she had been approved for extended leave, and that while they couldn't officially do anything about the incident, she was in a good position to if she just so happened to stay and investigate more on her own.
Persona
Arcana: Chariot
Persona: Thunderbird
Resists: Wind, Electricity, Water
Weaknesses: Fire, Ice
Persona Move Set: Garu, Mazio
Future Moves:
*Garu -> Garula -> Garudyne -> Panta Rhei
*Mazio -> Mazionga -> Maziodyne -> Thunder Reign
Malaqua -> Malaques -> Malaquadyne -> Riptide
Rakunda -> Marakunda
Mind Charge
Wind Break
Spell Master
Tarukaja -> Matarukaja -> Auto-Mataru
Persona Type: Summoned
Archetype:Air Support Mage
Equipment
Weapon: Remington Model 870 [D- Pierce Weapon]
Armor: N/A (leave blank for the time being; this will be used when your character can purchase armor)
Notes
-She has a special message for soldiers from other military branches who like to make fun of the air force: "You fight with your feet comfortably on the ground or a ship deck, or from within an armored vehicle. I fight from the cockpit of a speeding death trap with so many ways I could crash or get blown up at any given second that I can barely keep track of them all. Who has the bigger balls now?"
Full Name: Anna Myers
Nickname: "Flower Child" (Call sign)
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Grade/Career: US Air Force pilot (on extended leave), part-time florist
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Family: "Doesn't matter"
Face Claim: Touhou Project - Kazami Yuuka
Appearance
As a westerner in Japan, Anna can be quite imposing. She stands at 5'9" and has a well-developed and toned figure. She has light and surprisingly fair skin, with only a few scars to speak of. Her hair is vibrant green and naturally wavy. Because of military regulations she is usually forced to keep it short, but has recently allowed it to grow to around shoulder-length. Her eyes, in contrast, are red. Aiyana prefers to dress casual when she can. When on duty she was always the first to get out of uniform when she was able, and now that she's on leave she will avoid wearing it at all costs. Her favorite ensemble consists of a white long-sleeve shirt under a red vest and skirt. She'll typically wear red shoes, but will occasionally go for her military boots when on rough terrain or out fighting. She also favors one of two rose-colored parasols. One is an ordinary one, the other is just the canopy, concealing a shotgun in place of the pole.
Personality
Likes: Flowers, Guns, Tea, Flying, Apple pie, Intimidating people, Cooking, Military/Sci-Fi stories, Swing music, Explosions
Dislikes: Pests, Fog, Coffee, Misfires, Overcooked meat, Days where she can't shoot anything, Mass media, Romance novels, Modern "R&B", The people from her hometown
Hobbies: Gardening, flying, shooting things, and recently shadow hunting
Goals: To have fun doing what she does best
Anna is a sweet country gal from the southern United States, who enjoys such wholesome activities as reading, cooking, gardening, and shooting things. Oops, that part didn't quite fit, did it? No, Anna may be a sweet girl on the surface but she is far from an ordinary one. She's tame enough in person, of course. Always smiling, usually friendly, willing to help other people in need, and insistent on showing proper hospitality towards visitors. She's not the most honest person you'll ever meet, but she'll at least lie with good intentions, and come out with the truth when she feels it's necessary. She's fairly open about herself, at least, even when the truth scares people. She's prone to preconceptions and making judgments based on appearances and first impressions, but will also give everyone a reasonable chance to prove her wrong. She tends to go at her own pace, held back by reality only when laws or orders demand it. Despite her history, nowadays unless you hurt her or the people she cares about, she probably won't hate you. But if you're still an enemy she'll gladly blow you up with a smile on her face.
Because while she may be a nice and friendly person during peaceful times, she becomes a completely different person during a fight. And coming off of a tour in the Middle East only to end up in the middle of an incident during what was supposed to be a vacation, that's surprisingly often. Although it took her awhile to admit to it, she has a violent streak a mile wide. It's focused, though. She'd never go attacking people for fun. Unless those people happened to be shadows. It's fighting, moreso than pointless destruction, that satisfies the thrill Anna gets from violent action. While she tends to casually disregard collateral damage, she prefers to have fun with a fight than to be relentless. If the other person can't or doesn't have a reason to fight back, it's no fun. That's another thing. She gets bored easily. If she's not enjoying a fight, she's more likely to pull out of it than finish it, and only direct orders can stop her. And if the enemy doesn't let her do that, she'll destroy them utterly. Even if it's overkill. Especially if it's overkill.
Even then, though, she never quite loses her friendly demeanor. She's been known to have casual conversations with those enemies that can talk back in the middle of a fight. Sometimes even utterly meaningless conversations. Playful banter is also not unheard of. And even when she brings down the hammer, so to speak, she does it with a smile on her face.
History
Anna was born and grew up the middle child to a family of three in a small, blink-and-you'll-miss-it town in the countryside of Georgia. Her family were very closely tied to the town itself. Her father was a local policeman, and her mother worked as a secretary at the town hall. Because of that, Anna ended up knowing everyone in town by the time she started school. They all seemed like a nice enough group of people to her. Everyone seemed to get along, there were never any major incidents, there wasn't even all that much bullying at school. Her father occasionally lamented that the only times there was much to do was when anyone from out of town came passing through. But all of that was on the surface. Underneath that, it was a town full of hate.
Not for outsiders, as one may suspect. Not even for people who were "different", although they occasionally caught it by definition. No, true to the saying that familiarity breeds contempt, just about everyone in town secretly hated everyone else. Until she started middle school, which required her to go to a larger, neighboring town, Anna didn't even notice. It started with kids her age being relieved to be away from and in different classes than others they had known their whole life. When asked why, some of them would tell Anna all sorts of things about their parents and how they didn't want their kids being friends with some other family's kids. Others would say they'd rather not talk about it. Others still told Anna that she wasn't an exception, and that they didn't want to be around her either. Slowly, many of her 'friends' drifted apart from her, which she could only blame on bad feelings she never realized were there.
A couple years later, Anna's father got promoted and went to work for the Georgia state police after cooperating with them in a local incident involving a fugitive that had run clear from the other side of the state. Although nobody from town openly spoke against him, Anna could see the resentment in the eyes of several others her father associated with. Jealousy, she assumed. But she didn't know how deep it ran until her father was fired for involvement in a drug scandal that he insisted he couldn't have had any part in. Although Anna never learned the truth, the attitudes of the people she believed resented her father changed. Now, there was always just a little bit of smugness to their tones, especially when they acted apologetic over their misfortune. Her father never called them on it, but took to ranting about those people when only the family was around. As her father struggled to find a new job that would allow them to maintain their current standard of living, Anna came to believe that the other townspeople had a hand in her father's dismissal. And so, she came to hate them as well.
This continued for four more years, until Anna was sixteen. Her family was still poorer than they had been for most of her childhood, although she had managed to start providing partly for herself by working part time at a local florist. Her school life was less than pleasant, but at least she didn't have to deal with too many kids from back home there. She still had several friends in town, but much like most of the townspeople themselves none of it was genuine. Tension between many of the townspeople was running high, and by now Anna was no exception. She, like most of the other residents, hated just about everyone else by this point. But while it wasn't a great life, it was a stable one. Even so, she grew to hate this stability as well. But soon after, she met a retired Air Force pilot who had come to speak at her high school. She talked to him in person after his talk, discovering that he gave private flying lessons. After a few months of saving up, Anna signed up for them herself.
Over the next two years, she learned to fly small, private planes and started to get more ambitious. On the man's suggestion, she soon tried to join the Air Force. And a couple more years of rigorous training, far more intense lessons, and education later, Anna had found where she belonged. She got along fast and well with her fellow airmen, and more than that, she was thoroughly enjoying herself. Even when she was to be deployed to the Middle East, she all but jumped at the chance. And so she would be sent with several more new airmen and soldiers to assist with Operation Enduring Freedom in Afghanistan. And she did, typically from the cockpit of a F-16. While it wasn't quite the fight that Anna had wanted (too asymmetrical for her liking) she knew that this was where she wanted to be. There were good points, and there were plenty of incidents she would have much rather forgotten, but Anna could safely say that she was at home on the battlefield.
That was, until it was time to withdraw.
Hers was among the first units to withdraw in 2013. Anna hated that she was being forced to come home. They were very clearly not done, and all pulling out when they did would do was to open the way for more unrest and for the Taliban to regain a foothold. She already heard reports of the same thing happening in Iraq. But she couldn't deny her superior's orders in this case. She returned home irritated by the result and in desperate need of a vacation. Thankfully, she soon got her chance, and chose to travel to Japan for a couple weeks. For all intents and purposes, it was an ordinary vacation. Relaxing, but perhaps a little too peaceful. But on the way back to the airport, something finally went wrong. Anna told her taxi driver to take her closer to the epicenter - a moderately-sized city called Kanehira. With the intent of helping in any way she could, Anna went into the town. But as soon as she went into the business district, she knew something had gone horribly wrong. The next thing she knew, she had walked into a hellscape far worse than any battlefield she had yet seen.
There were others trapped in this hellscape as well. Many of them, Anna saw only once. After that, they ran off, only to never be seen again. Others, she saw killed by a strange sludge-like monster. The handful of others that she saw ended up behind her as Anna confronted the monster herself. Pulling a discarded shotgun from nearby rubble, Anna fired at the monster, emptying shell after shell into it until she nearly ran out. But despite the mad grin she wore as she shot at the creature, it kept coming, and Anna soon found herself with only a single shot left. But before it could kill her, someone else showed up, stepping on the creature and frying it with a blast of electical energy. Only, the 'someone else' was Anna herself.
Anna was understandably confused to what was going on, but every question she asked was deflected by 'answers' that she could have figured out herself. Soon, it was her other self that was asking the questions. But Anna was undeterred by the 'other her' and answered in the same way. Eventually, the other her got fed up and loudly announced to the people Anna was trying to protect that she didn't care about them, she just wanted to fight. But Anna just grinned and asked what her motivations even mattered, as long as it all turned out well in the end. The other her continued to try to pick at her hidden feelings, digging up the resentment she felt for the people of her hometown and her real motivations for learning to fly and joining the air force. But Anna never tried to deny it, and eventually just smacked her other self with the butt of the shotgun and told it that "if all you're gonna do is yammer then I really need to take these people home." Her other self flew into a rage, revealing itself as the same sort of monster as the sludge thing - a shadow - before attempting to attack Anna. Recognizing that she was legitimately in danger now, Anna turned the weapon back around and fired it straight into the shadow's face.
Despite now legitimately being out of Ammo and low on options, Anna stood firm. Holding the shotgun like a club and ready to strike with the butt again, she admitted that the shadow wasn't wrong. But with lives at stake and a battlefield to escape, she didn't have time for psychological discussions. Surprisingly that was enough for the shadow, which faded away after that rushed acceptance and a threat to continue hitting it if it didn't stop. For a moment, a gigantic bird materialized in the sky over Anna, only to disappear back into the recesses of her mind.
Realizing that no one was actually going to believe what had happened, much less the higher-ups back home, Anna snapped several pictures of the ruined city and even one of one of the sludge monsters (which, much like the last one, went down to a lightning bolt) while leading the survivors she'd found out. But after no more trouble and only a little more searching, Anna managed to find a way out and back into the damaged shopping district. Despite the delays caused by the earthquake, she found out both that her taxi driver had left without her, and that she had missed her flight. After checking in at a local hotel, Anna called and reported to her CO, leading her report with "You're never going to believe this." Sure enough, he didn't, but acknowledged after seeing the pictures Anna sent that something was going on. Then, once Anna mentioned re-scheduling her flight, she was told to stay put and wait for further instructions instead.
The next day, she was called and given uncharacteristically vague instructions. Namely, that she had been approved for extended leave, and that while they couldn't officially do anything about the incident, she was in a good position to if she just so happened to stay and investigate more on her own.
Persona
Arcana: Chariot
Persona: Thunderbird
Resists: Wind, Electricity, Water
Weaknesses: Fire, Ice
Persona Move Set: Garu, Mazio
Future Moves:
*Garu -> Garula -> Garudyne -> Panta Rhei
*Mazio -> Mazionga -> Maziodyne -> Thunder Reign
Malaqua -> Malaques -> Malaquadyne -> Riptide
Rakunda -> Marakunda
Mind Charge
Wind Break
Spell Master
Tarukaja -> Matarukaja -> Auto-Mataru
Persona Type: Summoned
Archetype:
Equipment
Weapon: Remington Model 870 [D- Pierce Weapon]
Armor: N/A (leave blank for the time being; this will be used when your character can purchase armor)
Notes
-She has a special message for soldiers from other military branches who like to make fun of the air force: "You fight with your feet comfortably on the ground or a ship deck, or from within an armored vehicle. I fight from the cockpit of a speeding death trap with so many ways I could crash or get blown up at any given second that I can barely keep track of them all. Who has the bigger balls now?"
