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The Basics

Name: Renegade Artemis Cross
Nicknames: Rennie, Ren
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Family: Miranda – an air Avatar
Tobias – A Dreamwalker

Kind: Avatar - Dreamwalker Hybrid ;; Unique / Chaotic Good

Appearance

Face Claim: Avril Lavigne

Description: Renegade is one of those classic beauties. Her lines are simple but defined and she looks good in just about everything. Though lamentably short she’s a tough cookie, proven by the numerous scars she bears on her knees, elbows, hands and legs. Her natural hair color is blonde but she has natural black highlights for some strange reason. She has several piercing in her ears and a tattoo on the back of her left shoulder of the Chinese character for Strength. Due to her rather "happy" feet, she is unforgettably clumsy. This often leaves her tumbling down stairs, which explains her scarred knees and frequent visits to the infirmary.

One of her most appealing features is her smile, though she doesn’t do it often, for genuine reasons. Her eyes often sparkle with mischief and she can more than likely be found in some kind of trouble by the people charged with protecting her.


Her tattoo (blank ink of course)

Personality

Likes:

- Skateboarding
- Playing Jokes on people
- Playing Cards
- A good challenge
- Fencing
- Listening to Music
- Reading
- Cats
- Jewelry
- Dressing like a hooligan
- Rainy days
- Traveling
- Crossword Puzzles
- Strawberry Ice Cream
- Piano Playing

Dislikes:

- Being treated like a little girl
- Spiders
- Loosing
- Being looked down on
- Bad Breath
- Jerks
- Being mocked
- Her clumsiness
- Spinach

Personality: Renegade has a quirky personality. Depending on how first approched will determine how she treats you. Most of the time she is a pleasant, outgoing and cheerful individual who usually has a giant smile plastered on her face. However if she feels threatened or talked down to she can be hostile and bitchy causing many to simply back off and observe her in a totally new light.

She has a wonderful sense of humor that usually manifests itself into pranks or practical jokes that keep her guardians on their toes. She means no harm in her pranks and jokes but occasionally people do get hurt so Ren tries to make up for it by leaving little gifts here and there or doing things around the club to make up for any damage she causes. Surprisingly she is very optimistic and stays positive through even the most dangerous, depressing situations.

She’s quite clumsy and has no sense of balance unless she’s on her skateboard. Her life, to the untrained eye, seems balanced and well managed, while those who know her well know that nothing is balanced for long. She's known to keep a cool head in stressful situations and rarely succumbs to emotional outbursts. She does however bore rather easily and is often found wandering around in search of something exciting to stimulate her blood. She is very active in her classes, always asking questions and arguing with the instructors, on an intellectual level, of course.

Renegade has never dealt well with peer pressure. She prefers to go her own way and make her own mistakes for only then will she learn from them. Generally she’s a pleasant, outgoing individual, but when pissed off or angered she becomes cold and aloof, often cutting the offender with sharp words or hostile glares. She’s not really one to buck convention but she is a firm believer of having one’s own individual style, whether it be clothes, music, words or thoughts.

She enjoys a good challenge is quite smart on her own accord, she struggles with school work but out on the streets you couldn’t ask for a better person. Ren considers herself to be a daredevil and loves to go on adventures and pretend that she’s a great explorer. She often got into trouble as a child for wandering after something that caught her attention and getting separated from the others. She’s quite independent and self-reliant and doesn’t really like asking for help, but she doesn’t mind when people offer.

Extras

History: It is a story not so uncommon these days, a child is born, the child is abandoned, the child either lives or dies by providence or an insane amount of luck. Luckily providence found Renegade because it would become obviously later in life that she had the worst luck ever.

Renegade was born one wintry night to the most unlikely of parents, a pair of forbidden lovers, an Air Avatar mother and a Dreamwalker father. Her mother had been able to hide her pregnancy for most of the nine months but towards the end went into hiding to deliver the child. Renegade was carefully wrapped and abandoned with a note pinned to her blanket stating what she was and her name: Renegade.

When she was first brought into the Avatar Alcove it was ascertained that she would more than likely be an Air Avatar like her mother, since up until then, most unions of the hybrid sort resulted in the child taking after the mother, if the mother was an avatar. No one was quite sure why that was; only that it was a strange phenomenon that occurred. No more thought had been given to her, or her potential abilities. She was given over to Tristan to be taught and trained, however, where most born avatar children showed talent at a young age, Renegade was a late bloomer of sorts.

Renegade’s childhood wasn’t the best experience in her life, but it made her who she is today, she was able to develop her own beliefs and opinions, sharpening her quirky nature to perfection in order to always protect herself. She found a skateboard one day as she wandered and by sheer will and determination figured out what it was for. Now she can be seen zipping around on it, expertly weaving her way around obstacles and people, most people at the time had forgotten what skateboards and roller skates were so most people seem to assume that skateboard is just something that Renegade created.

When she was younger Renegade was constantly bullied because her ideals were quite different from those around her. She saw nothing wrong with being different since everyone was allies now, but even if they weren’t she never quite understood segregation of certain things and why some people got special treatment when they didn’t deserve it. She eventually stopped trying to convince other people of her opinions and became very reserved and shy for awhile. She preferred the company of books, weathered and old, they were her only friends. She read everything she was able to get her hands on and since she was notorious for wandering off into parts of town considered unsafe, she was able to retrieve much of what had thought to have been lost. Most of the items she brought back were books, manuals, records, CD’s, toys now and then if she could find them, and once she even found a dress form that she took back with her and decorated for the heck of it. One of her best discoveries was an old record player which she found that still works and plays old records on it. She has developed a great love of R&B music, Elvis, Sinatra, and the classical composers. She has recently discovered the more modern types of rock and roll, but she prefers her oldies to the raucous music.

Since she was notorious for wandering off on her own she was constantly scolded and punished but she could not seem to control this wanderlust she had. She wasn’t sure why she felt the need to break away and be alone when she so desperately wanted to be accepted in some small way. However, one positive thing that did come out of that experience was that Renegade was able to explore and “map” some of the more uncharted Nebula territory. Because of her avid love of reading she also knows quite a few things that most people don’t know anymore. Her penchant for rooting out “mindless trivia” is a blessing in disguise for those that seek further knowledge on certain subjects.

As she grew older, those who knew of her unique heritage eagerly awaited to see what exactly she would become. However, they never expected what actually happened. She was given that name “Shadow Shifter” because of her incredible powers of shadow manipulation, in fact if she’s not careful she will often attract shadows around her. She can hear them, feel their emotions and while some might say that it is impossible for shadows to have minds or voices, one does not realize that Dreamwalkers commune with shadows intimately, it was a gift she inherited from her father, with her mother’s unique avatar abilities thrown in. Most of the experts that had deemed her unimportant as a child were suddenly rethinking their sudden and uninformed evaluation. It is more than apparent that she is an Avatar, but even more apparent is the fact that her Dreamwalker heritage is awakening a rapid speed. She’s still learning to control her powers, but so far she is able to call the shadows to her and use them to defend herself or attack if threatened. When she was younger she had a difficult time controlling her powers and would often break things or unintentionally injure someone or something.

She doesn’t think it’s all that odd that she can control shadows, but she doesn’t exactly realize that her power is something totally new and different from the other avatars who might only use things like more tangible elements. She studies under the Avatar of Air, since her mother was an air Avatar and it seemed like the most logical choice…

She seeks to become an MSI Resourcer, she’s not sure why exactly, but she has a deep desire to prove herself and to be accepted. She also feels that someone will have the answers to what she seeks within its hallowed halls. But she also has a nagging feeling that MSI Resourcer might not be her proper calling…



Sample Post: The shadows called to her, whispered, beckoned, caressed her arms and legs as she climbed over piles of rubble and debris. There were things lurking beyond the shadows, things that Renegade could not see, but she felt them there, but they stayed away from her. They stayed away from the shadows that threatened them, promised a swift death to those that touched her, hissing, spitting, and growling.

She had come back again, even though she knew she’d be in trouble again. She hardly cared, she felt free out here, she didn’t feel judged or awkward because out here she was accepted, and out here she was the master of the shadows. They called her “Shadow Shifter” they didn’t know what she was. If they did, no one would tell her, they said the answer was in her eyes. Her pale ice blue eyes that were unlike anyone else’s, they said the answer was in her powers, but she was an avatar like everyone else! They said she was different when she was clearly the same, it was only her powers, this strange manifestation of darkness that coiled and wrapped itself around her.

As she climbed over another pile of rocks she stopped and looked up into the sky. Somewhere her parents were out there…did they ever love her? Would she ever get to meet them? She doubted it, but that small part of her heart desperately wished that she could. Sighing she slid down from the rock and landed on her rump with an “oof” as always, without her skateboard or rapier she was a dead weight, not even able to slide down a simple rock. The shadows gathered around her with sympathy and she shoed them away gently, rising to her feet quickly and heading deeper into the destruction, hoping to find something new and interesting.

Finally, after minutes of walking she came across a building she knew and loved well. It had been a library once, before it was destroyed, but all the books were still there, well most of them still were, Renegade had been taking books back to her home for years now. She entered the building through a small hole and coughed as she kicked up dust from a rug that had been misplaced years ago. The light shone through cracks in the wall and windows, making it quite easy to see, but the shadows still gathered and surrounded her.

She made her way towards a new section of books, she had read in another book about a man named William Shakespeare and she wanted to see his work. From what she had gathered he had been a writer. An old filing cabinet lay on its side with cards scattered around it and it was through these cards that Renegade sifted. She had discovered, when she had first discovered this place that the cards knew where the books were, it seemed like a tiny piece of magic and after searching for a good forty-five minutes she finally found the card she was looking for.

Standing to her feet she dusted off her pants and headed towards the correct section of the library. When she arrived, the shadows converged and swelled around her. It was unusually dark down this isle. But Renegade wasn’t daunted, with a flick of her wrist the shadows flew away, leaving an empty isle filled with a strange grey light. Ren walked down the isle and marveled at the books that lined the isle; it took her ages to find suitable volumes to take back with her.

Juggling the great volumes in her arms she retraced her steps through the library and through the opening she had found oh so many years ago. Once outside she looked at the position of the sun and sighed, she’d surely be in trouble when she returned home, but she was happy, she had books again. So with an optimism seldom seen these days she headed back home, the shadows trailing behind her like obedient pets.

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Credit for the ave's in Raelin's bio and Renegade goes to Hallow Art!! I found them, they aren't mine, I did not make them! ^^

Lovely application, my dear, and an excellent manipulation of the DreamWalker and Avatar history! I love her already, and if someday she does seek to become a resourcer, then she must fall in with Danae. And there's a nagging feeling that she just might find some common bond with Bryar Ellison, the newest DreamWalker. ;)