Violet Cinnia Lilibeth (and others)

Real name:
Violet Cinnia Lilibeth

Alias:
Poisonous Rose (cuz she's super...mean and ruthless...and roses + violets are both flowers)

Alignment:
Neutral, usually like, CIA agent good though.

Age:
19

Gender:
Female

Race:
Caucasian

Place of origin:
Panama City
Physical Description

Costume Description:
A black leather half-jacket over Kevlar-laced white shirt with a red rose and a yin-yang in the middle of the rose. Some regular ripped short-shorts with green ivy-designed fishnets and some just-below-the-knee red boots.

History:
She was born from Aphrodite and A Male Siren-in Las Vegas-but unlike most children, she was born 'magically' from a rare breed of flower-the thorny violet-rose. She ran away from home because her dad-Dylan-kept trying to do her and her mom ignored her. She lived by charming guys to help her and give her money until she had a mostly stable life. When she turned 15 she had fully established her powers, and could

Personality:
"Flirty", sarcastic, witty, wry, but really sweet and kind when wanting to be. But most of the time just sarcastic, rude, snarky, and to tell the truth, b*tchy.

Powers:
Violet is a shape-shifter. She can change into everything except inanimate objects like a chair, something really big like the ocean, or something unrealistic like a dragon. She can charm you into doing what she wants, unless your willpower is too strong and you can break free of her spell. Violet has a small portion of mind-reading. She can turn into your vision of perfect or the one you love most so that you'll be reluctant to fight her.

RP Example: (Only needed on the first form.)
Violet grinned. It was a GORGEOUS day and she was at the beach. Today she had Violet eyes-her usual color-and she had long, wavy, blonde beach girl hair. Today she was feeling modest so she wore a purple one-piece that matched her eyes perfectly. She could feel the stares of everyone near her, but since she had been stared at since she was in diapers, she took it for granted and ignored it. Violet inhaled the smell of the waves sloshing onto the sand, the smell of salt and sunscreen and suntan oil and sighed happily. She lived for these days, considering that THIS was when she got to use her powers.