Post by Heinkel Wolfe on Apr 4, 2012 1:15:03 GMT -5
Welcome to War; Heinkel…
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Here's My Prognosis, Will They Live? DOUBTFUL
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Here's My Prognosis, Will They Live? DOUBTFUL
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[NAME]
Heinkel Wolfe.
[NICKNAME/ALIAS]
None.
[AGE]
Thirty-one (31).
[GENDER]
Female.
[SEXUALITY]
Lesbian.
[AFFILIATION]
Vatican Section Thirteen Iscariot.
[OCCUPATION]
Priestthough technically a nunof the Roman Catholic Church.
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[SPECIES]
Human.
[WEAPONS]
Dual modified .50 caliber Desert Eagle combat pistols.
[ABILITIES/SPECIAL POWERS]
Nope.
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I most FEAR;
Very, very secretly, Heinkel fears being alone again – fears losing those she has come to love.
I most DESIRE;
Again secretly, she desires that Yumiko/Yumie love her in return.
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[HISTORY]
On a frigid winter night, and during a storm at that, in a small town in Austria, during the year 1968, Heinkel Wolfe was born. She was the youngest of four children, her older three siblings all being boys. Being that her parents were all but extremely poor, they had no use for a daughter. And so, she was dealt with in the only way they could think of, save for infanticide. She was left on the doorstep of a church-run orphanage mere hours after her birth. Growing up at the orphanage was hard and lonely for the young girl, but she quickly learned that only the strong would survive. She didn’t have parents, or friends, but that was fine for her; she didn’t need them. She would show everyone that. She would prove that she didn’t need anyone. Her theories were soon to be disproved.
At nine, Heinkel was transferred to a Vatican-run orphanage in Italy. There, she began to learn the truth of the world, beyond the small, isolated, and friendless life she had built for herself back in Austria. There, she learned what love was. Her roommate, Yumiko, soon became her best friend. Both were outcasts, but for different reasons. Heinkel was a girl whom looked and acted like a boy, refusing to wear the small versions of the nun’s habits which all the girls should wear, and instead wearing the small version of the priest’s robes, as the boys should have, while Yumi was an outcast for her split personality disorder, better known as dissociative identity disorder, or DID; the girl’s alter-ego Yumie was violent and brash, while Yumiko was shy and sweet. The two stuck together no matter what happened, best friends to the end. (Yumiko would eventually teach her both English and Japanese, but the blonde refused to speak anything other than German unless she had to, thus resulting in her accent.)
But, as things always happened for Heinkel, her feelings for Yumiko quickly became more than friendship. By the time she was fourteen, the blonde had reluctantly admitted to herself her lesbianism, and that she was, for lack of a better term, head-over-heels in love with her very best friend. Another strange thing about Heinkel, was that the only other person she befriended was a young Enrico Maxwell. She could tell he didn’t like her much in the beginning, but she kept at it anyways. (Eventually, they became like siblings.) Though not a friendship, she came to view Father Anderson as the father she never knew; or, at least, what she supposed a father was supposed to be like. At the age of fifteen, Heinkel voluntarily joined Iscariot, and began her years of training. These six years were grueling and painful on both her body and mind, but she never gave up, aware that Yumiko and Yumie were beside her every step of the way (she supposed she wanted to impress Yumie, but she had always been motivated by a desire to protect Yumiko). During these years, Heinkel discovered her love of killing and battle.
Just a few months after her twenty-first birthday, in 1989, Heinkel was made a full member of Iscariot. (This was when she acquired her first scar; it was worried she would die, as she had been all but gutted like a fish, but she awoke after six months in a coma, and in roughly a year she was back to her previous place in her work.) In the following six years, she quickly rose through the ranks to become one of Section XIII’s top assassins, her partner always being Yumie, and second only to Anderson himself. Though her abilities were never anything super-human in nature, her stamina, speed, agility, and marksmanship were far above anything to be scoffed at. However, this was when the snide remarks she received began to become more directed at herself personally, rather than simply about her choice of vestments. She hated to – and so never did – admit that the cruel whispers, and only half formed, off-hand comments about her being a lesbian here true. Heinkel wanted to spare Yumiko the truth, and so never told her best friend of her love for her. Despite this, however, just a few days after her most recent birthday before the events in London – thirty-one years old; January 27th, 1999 – she couldn’t take it anymore. Heinkel broke down crying in confession to Anderson, something she had never before done – she never let anyone besides Yumiko see that she had emotions – and told the man she viewed as her father everything.
She never did learn his thoughts on this, and now that the entirety of Iscariot is embroiled in the war with Millennium and Hellsing, she wonders if she will ever find out – and if she will ever have the courage to tell Yumiko/Yumie how she feels, before it’s too late and one or both of them are dead. (She knows she herself will end up in Hell; that isn’t something she’s ever found any evidence to question.) In the current situation, Heinkel can’t help wondering if any of them will survive this night – this Walpurgisnacht – and if she even wants, or deserves, to survive.
[PERSONALITY]
Cold and level-headed, Heinkel is what one might call the strategist of the team she forms with Yumie/Yumiko. Calculating and ruthless, she never allows her emotions to interfere with her work, though she does enjoy killing much more than she should. Fiercely independent, she hates being seen as weak just because she’s a woman, along with the fact that she hates being the subject of snide remarks simply because she chooses to wear the robes of a priest rather than the dress of a nun. She’s quite defensive about her sexuality, and would only admit if asked directly and then pressured enough (though not without first trying to freeze out the person inquiring). Her feelings for Yumie/Yumiko lead her to be protective of the berserker’s meeker personality, and quite in admiration of the stronger; however, this doesn’t mean that she doesn’t try to protect Yumie as well… That’s gotten her into some tight spots, which she’s rather embarrassed about, and refuses to speak of.
[APPEARANCE]
Her hair is short-cropped and of a sandy-blonde color, while her eyes are a dark sapphire blue. The latter, however, are hardly ever seen, as she wears dark, wire-framed glasses (her eyes are extremely sensitive to light). Her build is lean and lanky, with her weight being 120lbs and her height being 6’0” even. Of course, being that she is so tall and weighs what most would consider much less than she should, she avoids letting anyone see her without her clothing on. After all, she doesn’t need people staring just because they can see her bones. Being of Austrian decent, Heinkel’s skin tone is an almost unnaturally pale olive. This is made more so because she always wears the vestments of a Catholic priest, despite the fact that she’s technically a nun. A sizeable, gunmetal cross hangs from a leather cord around her neck, and her hands are always adorned by white gloves, which have a cross emblazoned on the back. She is nearly always seen smoking, and hardly ever without her partner Yumiko/Yumie. As to scars or tattoos, she has none of the latter, but a good deal of the former. One of them stands out from the myriad, however. It stretches from her left shoulder to her right hip; she was flayed open like a fish back in the late 80’s and spent about half a year in a coma after the operation that kept her from dying.
[DIFFERENT FORMS]
N/A.
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[LIKES]
- Women (though in truth she only has eyes for Yumiko/Yumie).
- Her guns.
- Catholicism.
- Fighting.
- Competence.
- Killing heretics.
- Being the fanatic zealot she is.
[DISLIKES]
- Men (the two contrary to this are her “father” and “brother”).
- Not being able to fight.
- Heathens.
- Heretics.
- Those who mock her faith – or herself because of it.
- Childish behavior.
- Incompetence.
[WEAKNESS]
- Mid-Range/Long-Range Combat – If someone can attack her and stay out of her range of fire and her speed, then they can take her down.
- Extremely Light-Sensitive Vision – Get her glasses knocked off, and she’s blind as a bat (though the pain may just piss her off enough to kill everyone and anything…)
- Eating Disorders – She struggled with anorexia and bulimia as a teenager; in fact, she's still trying to kick those “habits” completely.
- Fanatical – She’s prone to using the terms “heathen,” “heretic,” and/or “infidel dog,” for anyone not of the Catholic faith… And she’ll often enforce Catholicism/the Vatican’s orders with bullets and death.
[STRENGTHS]
- Focused – When she’s concentrating on getting the job done, nothing can break her focus, save for the death of someone she cares about.
- Gunslinger – Due to her years of training, Heinkel will hit every target dead center every time, even in the heat of battle and death.
- Hand-to-hand – Again due to her training, Heinkel is well versed in many different styles of martial-arts, and so can keep fighting even if her guns run out of bullets (though she does always have a few ten or so extra magazines of bullets handy at all times…).
- Close-combat Weapons Specialist – The third thing her training brought about; she is well versed in the usage of many close-combat weapons, though she prefers firearms, which she even narrows down to her pistols, which she always keeps sheathed at her hips (she feels naked without them).
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[/color] SEVEN OR EIGHT YEARS, GIVE OR TAKE. I love ANIME/MANGA and READING and WRITING.ALO! My name is SAM?! I am EIGHTEEN and I’ve been Roleplaying for
“My words are cold
I don’t want them to hurt you.
If I show you,
I don’t think you’d understand –
‘Cause no-one understands.”[/blockquote][/blockquote]
