Secret ID: Angelica Pope
Power Set: Fire
Other game information: N/A
IC Character Informaion
Apparent Age: 24
True Age: 24
Body Composition: Athletic/Scrawny
Mental State: Selfconfidence issues.
Place of Residence: Metropolis
Place of Birth: Providence, Rhode Island
Known Relatives: None
Friends: None to speak of
Enemies: None that she is aware of
History: Angelica Pope was always a quiet girl. She had made her way through college and into her masters program of archeology relying on her brains, and her books. The social life took a backseat, or rather escaped her along the way. Her only friends and compatriots were her books of study as she immersed herself in the history and culture of ancient Rome. The best part of her graduate experience was when she was offered an internship on an actual dig in Italy, a dream come true. She dove into the experience with both feet, learning all she could, and earning steady praise from her tenacious approach to the work. All was not to end happily ever after. One day, while on the dig, she was drawn to a sparkle from the dirt. Normally she would get one of the actually doctors in charge to come and investigate, but something compelled her. Inexorably she made her way forward, and began to scrape away the dirt around the mysterious gleaming object. As she pulled it free from its earthen grasp the light caught it. In her hands was a spotless silver circlet with a single red gem upon it, no sign of age or tarnish marred its surface. The first thought into her head was that it might be a prank, a modern object or a fake immersed in the dig to cause a stir, and she wanted to call out one of the doctors to take a look, but words would not come. Her eyes were fixed upon the circlet as her hands moved towards her with a mind all their own. Fear crept up inside of her and she tried to scream, but silence continued as the circlet, held by her rebellious hands moved towards her and put the circlet upon her head. In a rush power surged into her, and with nowhere else to go flowed out of her. Waves of flame billowed forth from her form engulfing the dig site. Angelica was paralyzed as before her eyes scaffolding, tents, and people burst into a fiery conflagration. Tears poured from her eyes, and turned instantly to steam upon her cheeks as the fiery conflagration raged. When finally the torrent subsided and all before her was ash and smoke she panicked. Wishing to flee the scene, her body against her will took to the air, and flew. She didn't know where she was going, or why, and no longer cared just wanting to escape. There was no way of knowing how much time passed as she travelled in a daze, but when things became clear again there was no relief from the nightmare. Rising before her was the cityscape of Metropolis, but like a giant shadow vessels dotted the skyline, and great glowing fields were being erected around key buildings. The nightmare simply continued.