Post by Pamela Isley on Jun 2, 2011 15:15:14 GMT -5
Canon or your own
Canon
Civilian Identity
Pamela Isley
Alias
Poison Ivy
Gender
Female
Age
28
Occupation
Botanist
Appearance
Naturally beautiful, she has the curves, she has the legs, she has the eyes, she has the hair, and pretty much anything else you'd care to name. Standing at 5'8" and at a lean 140 lbs. or so, she has red hair and green eyes which go perfectly with her favorite color: green. Her wardrobe proves that she knows how to dress; she chooses things that are classy yet show off her figure, like cocktail dresses and high heels. Often some sort of plant is involved - a flower in her hair, for example.
Naturally, when it comes to something to wear when she's committing a crime, it's form-fitting, green, and covered in vines. As her control over plants increases, the latter will become less and less decorative. She makes no effort to conceal her face, though as her crimes aren't usually committed in broad view of the public she has less use for that than many.
Personalty
The personality that Pamela Isley has now is not the one that she was born with. Despite her natural beauty she grew up shy and reserved, not really knowing how to act around other people. That was especially the case around men, who she avoided because she couldn't stand their attention.
That all changed after she was attacked by Dr. Woodrue. The event so changed her outlook on life that one can hardly recognize her now. Where once she was simply shy around other people, now she doesn't really care about them at all. Instead she now forges closer bonds with her plants, which thrive under her care and are incapable of betraying her. There are exceptions to her dislike of people in general, usually those who remind her of herself in some way, but she doesn't bond very easily.
And on the surface, she projects a new image - sweet and flirtatious, charming and kind. She's easily able to pretend that she cares about someone, fooling them all the while, even if she secretly loathes them. Cracks start to appear in the facade, however, whenever she feels like a situation is starting to become out of her control. It takes surprisingly little during those moments for her to snap and lash out in anger. And when things go really bad for her, her now fragile mind quickly turns psychotic.
Abilities:
Education: She's a specialist in hybrids involving plants, able to create or modify them in pretty much any way that she can imagine. Thanks to the experiment performed on her by Dr. Woodrue, that includes herself and this will allow her to greatly enhance her abilities in the future.
Pheromones: The first such enhancement is that she naturally emits pheromones that effect an area around her at about arm's length. They're weak and the effect is subtle, but even the strong-minded tend not to notice that their thoughts tend to be more relaxed, forgetful, and attentive to her when they're close enough to her. And while both men and women feel that effect, men in particular also tend to notice just how attractive she is more often than they might.
Immunity: Also thanks to the experiment by Dr. Woodrue, she is naturally immune to nearly all toxins, bacteria, viruses, etc. Whenever she finds an exception to this, she's able to easily modify herself to be immune to it after obtaining a sample of it.
Botanokinesis: Only recently discovered as a result of Dr. Woodrue's experiment, she has the ability to sense and control plants with her mind, though this skill is largely underdeveloped. Before the experiment she was unknowingly using it while tending plants, and that's why she's so skilled at botany and general plant care.
Intelligence: When her mental health isn't flaring up, she's extremely intelligent and creative, making her a tough person to out-think. She knows how to manipulate people and is very resourceful when cornered.
Equipment:
Wrist Crossbow: A new acquisition, she's been practicing with it but doesn't often have it with her because she isn't a very good shot.
Poisons: As she's still working on developing plants that she can use while 'in the field', she carries a small number of poisons on her in the event that she needs to defend herself or kill someone - most of them are quite deadly. She also carries an antidote to her blood in case she bleeds on someone by accident.
Seeds: Still in the development stage, she's working on creating plants that can be grown almost instantly from seeds for purposes ranging from breaking down door to ensnaring attackers.
Weaknesses:
The more modifications she makes to her body, the more plant-like she becomes and the more weaknesses of regular plants she has to put up with. At the present time, being deprived of carbon dioxide and/or sunlight makes her lethargic, but that isn't deadly. She's also extra sensitive to extremes in temperature.
Her natural immunities do not include herbicides and fungicides, which make her ill even if they're supposed to be harmless to people. In the future they could kill her.
She doesn't handle stress or defeat very well, and has a tendency to get overly emotional at the wrong moment. She's also easily manipulated by threats to her plants, which she holds more dear to her than people.
As immune to poison as she is, she's just as easy to harm physically as any human. In fact, she's not particularly agile, strong, or fast and can therefore be easily subdued if you can get past her plants and poisons.
Background:
Born into wealth, Pamela nevertheless had a difficult childhood - her parents, both scientists, were much too focused on their work to pay much attention to their shy, withdrawn daughter. Trying to fill that void, she found herself in the gardens around her home where her interest in plants first began. That interest soon became an obsession, and that combined with her intelligence led her to studying botany at the highest levels.
She attended Gotham University, pursuing a doctorate in botany. When her great talent in the subject became apparent, she was accepted as one of a select few students to study under Dr. Jason Woodrue - an expert on plant hybrids and toxicology. She surpassed the other students in her classes with him, mastering the skills required to create plant hybrids quickly and that brought her even more to the attention of her instructor. He seduced his naive young student with the worst of intentions.
He attacked her late at night in the university's lab, injecting her with a potent mixture of toxins before fleeing from the authorities. Pamela was immediately expected not to live because of the toxic mixture of chemicals coursing through her veins, but miraculously she survived. She regained consciousness two weeks later, a changed person. Gone was her shyness, but also her trust, her regard for humanity, and her sanity.
It took six months for her to leave the hospital - partly because the poisons that she managed to survive remained in her bloodstream and her doctors alternated between trying to cure her and trying to figure out how she was surviving in that condition, and partly because of they questioned her sanity because of the things she would say. However, she eventually managed to teach herself to fake sanity, and after that they had no more reason to hold her because aside from the oddity of having poison in her bloodstream she seemed perfectly fine.
But she was not perfectly fine...
Base of Operations:
Gotham City
Sample Post:
Canon
Civilian Identity
Pamela Isley
Alias
Poison Ivy
Gender
Female
Age
28
Occupation
Botanist
Appearance
Naturally beautiful, she has the curves, she has the legs, she has the eyes, she has the hair, and pretty much anything else you'd care to name. Standing at 5'8" and at a lean 140 lbs. or so, she has red hair and green eyes which go perfectly with her favorite color: green. Her wardrobe proves that she knows how to dress; she chooses things that are classy yet show off her figure, like cocktail dresses and high heels. Often some sort of plant is involved - a flower in her hair, for example.
Naturally, when it comes to something to wear when she's committing a crime, it's form-fitting, green, and covered in vines. As her control over plants increases, the latter will become less and less decorative. She makes no effort to conceal her face, though as her crimes aren't usually committed in broad view of the public she has less use for that than many.
Personalty
The personality that Pamela Isley has now is not the one that she was born with. Despite her natural beauty she grew up shy and reserved, not really knowing how to act around other people. That was especially the case around men, who she avoided because she couldn't stand their attention.
That all changed after she was attacked by Dr. Woodrue. The event so changed her outlook on life that one can hardly recognize her now. Where once she was simply shy around other people, now she doesn't really care about them at all. Instead she now forges closer bonds with her plants, which thrive under her care and are incapable of betraying her. There are exceptions to her dislike of people in general, usually those who remind her of herself in some way, but she doesn't bond very easily.
And on the surface, she projects a new image - sweet and flirtatious, charming and kind. She's easily able to pretend that she cares about someone, fooling them all the while, even if she secretly loathes them. Cracks start to appear in the facade, however, whenever she feels like a situation is starting to become out of her control. It takes surprisingly little during those moments for her to snap and lash out in anger. And when things go really bad for her, her now fragile mind quickly turns psychotic.
Abilities:
Education: She's a specialist in hybrids involving plants, able to create or modify them in pretty much any way that she can imagine. Thanks to the experiment performed on her by Dr. Woodrue, that includes herself and this will allow her to greatly enhance her abilities in the future.
Pheromones: The first such enhancement is that she naturally emits pheromones that effect an area around her at about arm's length. They're weak and the effect is subtle, but even the strong-minded tend not to notice that their thoughts tend to be more relaxed, forgetful, and attentive to her when they're close enough to her. And while both men and women feel that effect, men in particular also tend to notice just how attractive she is more often than they might.
Immunity: Also thanks to the experiment by Dr. Woodrue, she is naturally immune to nearly all toxins, bacteria, viruses, etc. Whenever she finds an exception to this, she's able to easily modify herself to be immune to it after obtaining a sample of it.
Botanokinesis: Only recently discovered as a result of Dr. Woodrue's experiment, she has the ability to sense and control plants with her mind, though this skill is largely underdeveloped. Before the experiment she was unknowingly using it while tending plants, and that's why she's so skilled at botany and general plant care.
Intelligence: When her mental health isn't flaring up, she's extremely intelligent and creative, making her a tough person to out-think. She knows how to manipulate people and is very resourceful when cornered.
Equipment:
Wrist Crossbow: A new acquisition, she's been practicing with it but doesn't often have it with her because she isn't a very good shot.
Poisons: As she's still working on developing plants that she can use while 'in the field', she carries a small number of poisons on her in the event that she needs to defend herself or kill someone - most of them are quite deadly. She also carries an antidote to her blood in case she bleeds on someone by accident.
Seeds: Still in the development stage, she's working on creating plants that can be grown almost instantly from seeds for purposes ranging from breaking down door to ensnaring attackers.
Weaknesses:
The more modifications she makes to her body, the more plant-like she becomes and the more weaknesses of regular plants she has to put up with. At the present time, being deprived of carbon dioxide and/or sunlight makes her lethargic, but that isn't deadly. She's also extra sensitive to extremes in temperature.
Her natural immunities do not include herbicides and fungicides, which make her ill even if they're supposed to be harmless to people. In the future they could kill her.
She doesn't handle stress or defeat very well, and has a tendency to get overly emotional at the wrong moment. She's also easily manipulated by threats to her plants, which she holds more dear to her than people.
As immune to poison as she is, she's just as easy to harm physically as any human. In fact, she's not particularly agile, strong, or fast and can therefore be easily subdued if you can get past her plants and poisons.
Background:
Born into wealth, Pamela nevertheless had a difficult childhood - her parents, both scientists, were much too focused on their work to pay much attention to their shy, withdrawn daughter. Trying to fill that void, she found herself in the gardens around her home where her interest in plants first began. That interest soon became an obsession, and that combined with her intelligence led her to studying botany at the highest levels.
She attended Gotham University, pursuing a doctorate in botany. When her great talent in the subject became apparent, she was accepted as one of a select few students to study under Dr. Jason Woodrue - an expert on plant hybrids and toxicology. She surpassed the other students in her classes with him, mastering the skills required to create plant hybrids quickly and that brought her even more to the attention of her instructor. He seduced his naive young student with the worst of intentions.
He attacked her late at night in the university's lab, injecting her with a potent mixture of toxins before fleeing from the authorities. Pamela was immediately expected not to live because of the toxic mixture of chemicals coursing through her veins, but miraculously she survived. She regained consciousness two weeks later, a changed person. Gone was her shyness, but also her trust, her regard for humanity, and her sanity.
It took six months for her to leave the hospital - partly because the poisons that she managed to survive remained in her bloodstream and her doctors alternated between trying to cure her and trying to figure out how she was surviving in that condition, and partly because of they questioned her sanity because of the things she would say. However, she eventually managed to teach herself to fake sanity, and after that they had no more reason to hold her because aside from the oddity of having poison in her bloodstream she seemed perfectly fine.
But she was not perfectly fine...
Base of Operations:
Gotham City
Sample Post:
"Miss Isley? Miss Isley, are you awake?"
Pamela twitched at the sound of the voice, feeling it echoing around in her head at ten times the volume it had been uttered. Unfortunately that only encouraged it - that twitch was the first voluntary move that she'd made after over two weeks of being in a coma.
"Miss Isley, can you open your eyes?"
Yes, as long as it will get you to shut up, she thought as her eyes flickered open, but then immediately closed. Fortunately, the doctor sensed the problem and dimmed the lights, allowing her to open her eyes more fully. She was in a hospital bed, hooked up to all sorts of machines making obnoxiously loud beeping noises and flashing their glaringly bright lights. Or maybe her senses were just being oversensitive - it was hard to tell.
"Do you remember what happened?"
Blessedly, the doctor standing by her bedside and watching her carefully had guessed that the sensitivity of her eyes might also apply to her hearing and his voice was much softer this time. Still too loud, but an improvement. Reflecting on his question, it only took her a moment to remember - so many needles, so much pain... Physical and mental; pain of the body caused by the man she trusted most... "Yes," she said simply, her voice cracking because of disuse and her tone dispassionate. Now that she remembers what happened, she'd like nothing more than to forget.
"The police would like you to confirm..."
"Dr. Woodrue..." she starts suddenly, though she feels so weak and her thoughts are so disorganized that she finds it difficult for to speak. "Dr. Woodrue experimented on me," she says weakly, unable to inject the same venom into her voice that is now swimming around in her head. That man... he'd betrayed her.
"...That's what they thought, I'll tell them. They're still looking for him."
Pamela's fist clenched tightly at that. He'd betrayed her and gotten away!
"I hate to have to tell you this, but..."
She didn't need to listen as he explained her new condition. Or at least, those parts of it that a simple doctor could figure out by observation. She'd known what Dr. Woodrue had been working on - the man was clearly insane. But he was also a genius. She'd thought that, as his favorite student, she didn't have to worry about his grand plans for his research. She'd helped him, and he'd cared about her. Or at least, she thought he did. Instead he'd tried to kill her - or at least, done something that he thought would result in her death even thought that wasn't the real point.
The only real question on her mind now is why she's still alive. He hadn't been ready to do a successful test - she'd seen the flaws in his work herself. She should be dead now - he would have expected her to die from that. So why is she still alive? Her eyes drift through the hospital room, finally coming to rest on the small table by her bed. On it were a small collection of gifts: cards, candy, flowers... Murders! she thought as her eyes looked over cut flowers - the fact that they were supposed to convey sympathy and good wishes lost to her. But then her eyes rested on a potted amaryllis. At least someone out there knows her.
"...but if there's anything you need?"
Glancing back at the doctor as the question registers, Pamela says, "Give me that potted plant," she tells him, not expecting him to be able to identify which one she means otherwise, "And get rid of the rest of those things - I don't want them."
"...Are you okay, Miss Isley?"
"Yes," she lies, managing a somewhat stronger tone, "Now please, the plant. And I want to be alone."
"But your parents..."
"Alone!" she snapped.
Fortunately, her wishes were followed this time, though she could see that a nurse had been sent to keep an eye on her through the window just in case she needed anything. But she ignored that and instead turned her attention to the amaryllis, now placed beside her. Though she felt very weak, she lifted one to gently touch one of the flowers. "What do I do now, baby?" she asked it quietly.
