---> Magic Rp Thing
Name: Cleo Jackson
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: I think I have her as Bi?
Faceclaim: Madison Lintz
Role: Firey Other
Power: She can with stand extremely hot temperatures, and can basically form fire with her hands (as well as throw and shape it)
Background: Cleo came from a family where no one really cared about her. Her dad had died in a freak accident when she was 3, but she didn't really care. He wasn't the nicest anyways. But anyways, her mom blamed her for her dads death, and absolutely hated her.
So Cleo spent as much time as she could out of the house, and she managed this by joining a few sports teams (like volleyball and basketbal), amd she also took up boxing. This was all just to get out of the house. It's not like she really enjoyed these things. Well, boxing was a but fun. But that was it.
But as she got older, she got into more fights and became colder (so to speak). However, she did usually have the upperhand because of boxing, and just the fact that she was fast. And to be honest, she kind of enjoyed those fights.
Personality:
She's always ready, and it's pretty hard to take her by surprise. I would suggest not trying to surprise her. Like, at all. You don't wish to get hurt. She wouldn't hesitate to break your nose with her fists. She wouldn't necessarily punch you, but I would still say not to even try. You never know.
Cleo wasn't always like this. She used to be a sweet, and happy girl. When she was younger, that is. When her dad died, and she had to spend most of her time on the streets, that's when she started becoming the version you now see. It broke her. She had nobody to rely on. Especially not after her fathers death. So she had to heal herself. And thats not easy.
She may still be warm and happy, but there's an air of coldness to her, and recklessness was hidden behind her eyes of ice. The chilly breeze on a summer's day, perhaps? While she is still social, she often doesn't find many people to talk to. Even though she tries to.
Here's another tip: don't get her mad. She will defend those she trusts, and those she is loyal to, until she dies. She will fight fiercely, even if she only has her fists, knees, nails, and feet. She won't however, do any of this if she knows she's weaker than the opponent. She's not stupid. Reckless, maybe. Stupid, no.
The old Cleo had burned to the ground, and what rose was Cleo that wasn't afraid to kill. A Cleo to be afraid of. A Cleo that the old Cleo would have feared. A Cleo that no longer cared.
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