Abigail Fairweather

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Name: Ann-Beth Wiel (Former name)
New: Abigail Fairweather
Code Name: N/A

Gender: Female

Age: 22
Birth Date: 13th of December

Affiliation: Gotham City Police Officer
Occupation: Police Officer

Age Looks: 20-25-ish
Appearance:
Overall appearance: Abigail is about 165-170 cm. doesn’t look of much since she has a slim built, and is close to being thin. She could easily be a pale beauty, but due to her lack of self care, thinks like her otherwise charming, brown, long, curly hair and beautiful face with a pair of moss green eyes staring out. Her face and slim body gets hidden away. Her hair gets pulled up in a tight ponytail, which not only ruins the charm of her hair but also the lines of her face. The body is hidden beneath cloth not fitting in size nor color.

Cloth: Besides the police uniform, she usually wears cloth too big. Mostly it lacks any kind of bright color, and bring out that dull and masculine look, despite that Abigail have a very feminine face. The kind of cloth you could catch her wearing would be something like, a pair of old worn out jeans two sizes too big. An old long sleeved T-shirt in mostly something like black, brown or grey. And either a hoodie or a sweater, also in the wonderful color choice of black, brown or grey

Scars&Tatoos: She has scars on her back, and upper thighs (most of her body), from whipping and knife cuts and burns.


Personality:
Abigail is a non self-centered person, who doesn't really care about herself and definitely not her ego. She wants to help others even if it gets her killed. This makes her very spontaneous at times, when it comes to help others – which she will try to do at any possible time – and have brought her in quiet a few dangerous situations.

Because she have had a traumatizing experience with growing up in a criminal environment, with both her parents and everyone else around her being criminals, she have a tendency of having very rough edges. Despite she is a very warm hearted person, and wants the best for others. Her former lowlife have also made her very careful around men, despite she sees the best in every one(or tries to).

Trying to be the sword of justice, she fights hard to do what is right. She fears that if she doesn’t do so, she will end up like her parents. A mortifying fear she feels every day, and especially when she feels like she have done something wrong(Even if she didn’t do anything wrong). This constant fear forces her to try more than her best, and often makes her pull all-nighters at work.

With very little self-esteem, Abigail is often forced to smile her way through life. So though she need help, she denies the fact, lulls herself into the believe that she is okay, and put up a brave face. This constant denying of feeling, have made her rather unstable with the completely emotional drama. Sometimes the emotional chaos can become too much, and she starts to react according to her emotions. Though her internal chaos, she have found stability in her husband Todd, and he is now her safe place. The only person she truely trust and feel safe with is him, and she fear a day that they might not be together.

Background Info

Family: Father in prison, mother in the hospital in a coma. Husband Todd Donaldson. Adoptive daughter Sarah Donaldson

Background:
Like most where she came from, her background is not a happy one. She grew up in the slum of Gotham, and was surrounded by criminals. Both her parents were criminals, and didn’t seem to have a hard time dealing with the fact at all. Despite that they were hurting people, and bringing misfortune to all they met. Her father was thou the worst of those two. He was in one of the bigger and more violently gangs. Blackmailing, selling drugs, beating up people, stealing and whatever else that needed to be done. And since he grew up in a family of criminals as well, all hopes for anything good in him died years ago.

He had a violent nature, and did not think twice before showing it. If something didn’t please him, he would beat someone up to feel better. If someone opposed him, he would beat them up. And at times he would beat people up just because he felt like it. Not even his wife or child was sacred, no fare from. They were probably those that felt his violent, none caring nature the most.
Her mother’s desperate pleading for forgiveness could often be heard, with background music in form of things being bashed around and glass breaking. After having beaten her up with no remorse, he would often drag her to the bed, and continue the violence there. At some point it wasn’t enough with just the mother, and he turned to Abigail/Ann-Beth.

At the age of 8, her father started to look at her in another way. With his lacking sense of right and wrong, he threw himself at his daughter. Starting a long and unpleasant abuse that would leave more than just physical scars... As if that wasn’t enough he found great pleasure in selling her off to his friends and strangers. Sometimes just giving her away for the fun of seeing her cry, and she would always cry. No matter how many times she was being molested, she still begged them to stop, hoping that they would listen. Her mother looked the other way, not trying to help her. Instead she spend numerous days on trying to do what any normal mother should do.

Though her mother would not (or could not) her, she tried as often as possible to be motherly. She helped her with the little homework she had, taking her to different places, buying her cloth and making food or bake with her. But the only real relief she had was the time at the schools rundown library. The place she used the most time in, just studying ‘till her brain felt like it would exploded. Because she had already decided to become a cop at that time, so she could fight crimes. The dream did at the time already seem like an impossibility, because of the schools didn’t really teach their student anything that would be of use, except reading and writing. But that didn’t stop her from trying with all she could.

In class she was the bright kid, smarter than the rest of them, but not the most popular. In reality she was hated by all the other kids, and had no friends. Every attempt to get some, would fail almost immediately. And in the end she would just end up in being bullied even more than before. She was an outcast, and would never fit in because of her sweet nature, and ever smiling face. She was doomed to be teacher’s pet, and the laughing stock of everyone else.

One day enough was enough. Abigail/Ann-Beth’s mother finally came to some sort of sense, and called the police while her father was having “fun” with Ann-Beth. But for that she had to pay a price. After the police came and took Ann-Beth’s father away, things got worse…
Some of the other gang members became thirsty for revenge, and not long after Ann-Beth’s father was put to jail, her mother was attacked and beaten up. It was clear when she found her mother that she was not supposed to survive. But she did. Her condition was critical and she only survived by a stroke of luck. But the result of the beaten was that she ended up in a coma, of which she would only come out of if she was treated. The treatment was expensive but she became determined to get the money. But firstly she would have to make sure, that her mother stayed in the hospital. So she took on a job without giving up her studies.

She managed to get though school, (which was no surprise to anyone) and moved to her own new apartment. She changed her name, to conceal her path, and erased all traces of her past, that would link her to it.
Soon after she applied to the police academy and started training. As determined as ever, she studied as hard as possible, still managing to keep working, and paying of the hospital fee. She kept the title of being best in class, but she was still an outsider. So she continued being lonesome. Her solution for her loneliness was getting a cat, which she treasured and cared for all she could. Her cat Newton became her one and only.

After finally making her début as a police officer, it wasn't long before she found herself in trouble. She meet the human skinning criminal Rawhide. After a painful fight with him, he started a game with her, giving her one year to find his true identity or see everyone she cared for be killed and then her. They has several encounters after this, and Abi seemed to have little luck with winning. One fateful night however, she finally managed to get him down. Both bloody and beaten, found themselves embracing each other, Abi not aware of how she had felt until then. Four months later she was married to him.

Abilities

Powers/abilities:
• Mixed Martial Arts. She uses MMA to not only defend herself, but also to fight crimes. It is a mix between Brazilian jiu-jitsu, kickboxing, taekwondo, karate, judo and other kind of things. She often used it together with her parkour.
• Parkour. For her the terrain around her is her playground. She easily get through the city with a cat like grace. Used to cache any criminal, or just getting a break from the world.
• Agility & Athletic. Duo to the amount of time training parkour and MMA, Abigail is very agile and athletic. She can easily squeeze into tight stops, run for a very long time, move on unstable ground and lot of other things.
• Streetwise. She knows the street like the back of her pocket. She knows how to get around, and who to ask for information.
• Know-the-mind-of-your-criminal. Reading a criminal and telling if they are lying or not comes very easy to Abigail. She knows their logic and can easily tell if something is wrong with a person. Since she grew up with them. This is one of the reasons her love life have absolutely no luck


Strengths:
• She is very strong mentally, and is not easily broken, even if she is bullied or harassed.
• Stubborn and refuses to give up, even if she is told to.
• Determined to fulfill her dreams, no matter what the cost will be.
• Physical strength is better than most, but she is not strong.


Weaknesses:
• She doesn’t have any friend, though she wants to, and can stand people pointing it out
• Her cat and work is her life
• She seeks true love, but have no luck what so ever, and don’t want people to point it out.
• She is deeply afraid to get violated again, so she has a hard time around men and being harassed, which she is being at work.
• She is afraid not to do her job well enough and being hated
• She is rather naive, and wants the best of others
• If someone provokes her, and reminds her of her past and flaws she is likely to have an emotional break down
• Deeply afraid that Todd doesn't love her or will leave her.
• Would do anything to protect Todd.

Other Info

Anything else you'd like to add: Greater secret: Her past, which she have concealed for everyone around her. She tries to hide it because it’s such a personal and sensitive subject that she wants no body to know of it.
If someone calls her former name, she will be reminded of her past horrors
She is in the dire need of a therapist... But dies needing one, and no one thinks she needs one and she's too proud to get hold of one. She has been used to survive alone, and therefore is convinced she can win this battle on her own
She is a ticking bomb of feelings and emotions and thoughts that just needs to get out
She's strict. She does everything by the book when it comes to work it all has to be done properly

Do you Agree should you become Inactive you will have your Character Removed from the Roleplay?: Yes

Sample RP:
It was around 8pm and the city was already in a total darkness. The streetlight was nothing dimming, catching for its last dying breath. The weathercast had promised a dry night, but it seemed like they once again was wrong. By looking at the sky, it became clear that the chance for a rain free night was very slim. But that didn’t really matter for Abigail, for she would be stuck at the office for most of the night. Her desk was filled a minor mountain of paper.
With a deep sigh she finally managed to get her eyes away from the street, and returned to the paper work. She picked up the pen, and started to work. She didn’t really mind, because her work made her fell complete. It gave her inner peace.

It was around midnight when she was done with work, and was on the way out of the door. It had started to rain a predicted, but she didn’t really mind. She had more against the cold, but she just cuddled further into her sweater, that was a couple of seizes to big. She didn’t have an umbrella, so her brown curly hair slowly started to flatten out under the weight of the rain.

She was rather dull looking in her old jeans, dark brown sweater, and grey scarf, in general washed clean for every color that could have been excited. It was rather sad, for she had the potential to be very beautiful. She was slim, plane and had a pretty face. If not her hair was pulled tightly back into a ponytail.