Post by Poison Ivy on Mar 16, 2009 6:59:07 GMT
Approved!
Full Name: Pamela Lillian Isley
Alias: Poison Ivy
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Personality: Ivy's goal is to save Earth from humanity. She cherishes her plants, and is an expert in the field of botany. If faced between the choice of saving a human life and saving a plant life, she would undoubtedly choose the plant. She lives with the memories of her betrayal by the professor she trusted and loved and therefore feels the need to know that she will never be put in that situation again. She trusts and loves no one, although enjoys being loved herself.
Ivy receives a sense of security from the control that her knowledge of plants allows her. She simply wants to live alone with her plants, but whenever she has tried to live away from society, humanity has infringed on her sanctuary, therefore she feels the need to try something else. Now her only goal is to achieve, by any means possible, her own Eden and perhaps destroy Wayne Enterprises on the way.
After Professor Woodrue experimented on Pamela, she became mentally and emotionally unstable. She is not always logical in her process, but the knowledge of plants and their uses at her disposal makes her doubly more dangerous than just a regular unhinged person. Her favorite weapon is an extremely potent aphrodisiac. The power of having all the men around her panting over her makes her feel secure and different from the naive fool she once was.
Ivy has a particular weakness for orphan children. She sees a bit of her own miserable childhood in them. Children do not pollute, manipulate, and abuse others. She has harbored children in her garden states and even given up her freedom to save one of their lives. This is only one of the many juxtapositions of Ivy's slightly twisted personality.
Unique Traits/Skills: Ivy possess immense knowledge in botany and the environment. She uses the chemicals distilled from plants and harnesses them as weapons. Her favored toxins are a powerful aphrodisiac she uses to manipulate men, and two lipsticks, one which paralyzes upon contact, and one that kills. In addition to her knowledge, she herself has developed a resistance to nearly all toxins and poisons.
Ivy is an accomplished seductress. She is used to using her position as an extremely attractive woman to get what she wants. She is also incredibly intelligent. As anyone can tell you, a crazy genius is much more deadly than a crazy idiot.
Appearance:
Celebrity name: Heidi Klum
History: Pamela Isley is from a wealthy family in Seattle. Her parents provided her with everything but love. She was never allowed pets, and so she wandered the gardens and and followed the gruff gardener, learning all she could of plants. When she grew up she applied was accepted to every Ivy League college on the East Coast.
She chose to go to Seattle University and studied botany under Professor Woodrue. During her studies, Pamela fell deeply in love with her Professor. He used that to manipulate her into being his test subject. He used her as a lab rat for over a year, making her immune to nearly all toxins. Eventually she escaped the unhealthy relationship but her mind and her body were warped beyond repair. Since then her actions seemed to be motivated by that terrible incident.
Sample Post: Poison Ivy strolled into the large marble building. She looked around in disgust. How much pollution was created so that they could form this building out of ore they ripped out of the screaming earth? She looked at the pudgy guard eating a sandwich out of a piece of paper. A tree died for that paper. And what do you think were the odds he would actually recycle that paper? No, it would end up in a stinking landfill.
She approached the elevator, a security guard tried to stop her. "No entrance without ID." He grunted. She smiled winningly at him. "Oh, I was visiting my girlfriend who works here and I forgot my purse. I'm so terribly sorry, would it inconvenience you to perhaps escort me?" She asked, bending over so the cleavage that showed through her blouse was more apparent.
He thought it over for a moment and nodded. They got into the elevator. As soon as the door closed she kissed him passionately for a few moments until he became limp in her arms. Then she dropped him with disgust. "Idiot," she muttered, wiping her mouth. The lipstick she was wearing would keep him unconscious for about half an hour. The elevator opened on the fifteenth floor. She stepped over his prone form and exited with a satisfied smirk.