Helga Patikson | X-Men: Eternal Night

Helga Patikson Oct 22, 2013 6:19:41 GMT -5

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Post by Helga Patikson on Oct 22, 2013 6:19:41 GMT -5

HELGA GERALDINE PATIKSON

HELL GIRL

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Power/s [/color] | Fire. Helga is capable of conjuring powerful fires with her mind and controlling them. This varies from throwing fire balls, creating a powerful flame current, and creating an inferno. She’s working on lengthening her range with this. If she needs to she can also become engulfed in flames and heat her temperature enough that it’ll actually cause her to fly. She’s only done it a few times because it’s hard to control and she doesn’t know how. She‘s also immune to being burned, obviously. (So basically The Human Torch’s powers)
Flaw/s [/color] | Pyrokenisis- She tends to accidentally set things on fire telepathically when she’s angry, which wouldn’t be as much of a problem if she didn’t have such a short fuse. Flying- Whenever she flies she always ends up naked because her clothes aren’t flame resistant.
weapons [/color] | N/A
Overall Abilities/ Skills[/color] | Aside from her mutation, Helga can write poetry and songs, play the guitar, sing, pick pockets, and has a black belt in jujitsu. She can play the piano a bit too, but she prefers the guitar.

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Height [/color] | 5’11
weight [/color] | 119 pounds
Hair color [/color] | dirty blonde
eye color [/color] |blue
Playby [/color] | Cara Delevingne
Overall Appearance[/color] |
Helga doesn’t look like much. She’s tall and skinny, which would be true wither she lived on the streets or not. She can eat nothing but cheeseburgers and milkshakes and she’d still be as skinny as a rail. Her eyes are big and her hair generally looks undone. Still, when she wants to-or needs to-she looks very pretty. She just doesn’t make the effort most of the time.
Helga can mostly be found in jeans, sneakers, tee shirts, and hoodies that are too big. Her hair is almost always worn down, sometimes in the confines of a beanie. She also has a lazy eye. She has pretty good control of it though. It’s only pronounced when she lets it wander to make a mocking face at someone, which is more often than even she’s willing to admit.

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fears [/color] | Rats, drowning
Goals/ dreams[/color] | To explore and have adventures and (though it’s cliché) to fall in love and be happy with someone.
Overall Personality[/color] |
Helga had a tough childhood. This molded her into a tough person. If you feel like whining to her and expect some sympathy then, unless someone you love just died, don’t expect to get it. She’ll find a colorful and creative way to tell you that you’re being a pansy and need to suck it up and then she’ll say that. She isn’t heartless, she just thinks that most people are pansies and need to grow a spine.
Though she only shows her tough and blustery exterior, Helga is actually a big softie deep down. She still thinks that most people are pansies and need to grow spines, but she also truly and deeply believes in things like true love and soul mates. She often finds herself thinking about it like a lovesick five year old.
While Helga has both these sides, you have to be really close to see anything more than the hot tempered girl on the outside. She keeps her sensitive side locked up and hidden until she feels comfortable enough with someone to let them see both sides of her. It could take a day or a week, but it most cases it takes a long…long time.

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Birthplace [/color] | Seattle, Washington
Mother [/color] | Miriam Coughtry Patkinson
Father [/color] | Robert Patkinson
Siblings[/color] | Olive Patkinson (Older sister)
Other Relations [/color] | N/A
Overall history[/color] |
Helga was born and raised in Seattle Washington. Her family was always fairly wealthy so she had plenty of things. Still, things never made up for a father who rarely noticed her existence and constantly pushed her to be like her older sister, Olive, who was practically perfect in every way, and obnoxious as hell in the process. Still, her father wasn’t as bas as her mother. After her older sister moved from Seattle to go to UCLA when Helga was about six her mother started drinking. Most of Helga’s memories of her mother were of the woman passed out on the sofa or behind the television or something else stupid like that. Helga’s dad gave her almost anything she wanted to distract her, from her alcoholic mother or the sheer fact that he didn’t care enough to spend time with her. She managed to get ballet lessons, jujitsu lessons, karate lessons, painting classes, piano lessons, guitar lessons, singing lessons, yoga classes, and just about any other lesson she wanted after school between first and tenth grade. The only ones she stuck with were the ones where she got to hit people without getting in trouble, guitar, and singing.
Helga’s mutation emerged when she was fourteen. It was nothing big at first. She’d get mad and a flame would flicker, she would throw a rock against a brick wall and it would spark. She wasn’t able to fully manipulate a flame until about three months later. She lost her temper, worse than she’d ever lost it before, and ended up burning down her kitchen unintentionally. Luckily, her parents were out at the time. She called the fire department and before they arrived she seized her guitar, packed a bag fully of clothes, books, food, and other things she needed, and she ran. She hopped on a Greyhound and rode it to all the way to New York. She started singing on street corners and actually managed to make a decent amount of money. Enough to rent a rundown apartment and keep enough food in her belly to keep from starving. Every now and then she still hears about how there’s still a search going on for her, courtesy of Olive, most likely, but she knows that she can never go home. Now she’s working on making New York City her home.

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