Misha Earley ~ High Note

Full Name: Misha Earley
Nickname(s): Mi, Mish, Rockstar
Codename: High Note
Alias(es): Singer girl, that one chick on the street corner
Age: 16
Classification: Metahuman
Affiliation: Lawful Good



Hair Color: Hot Pink
Eye Color: Dark Pink
Height: 5’3”
Weight: 106 lbs
Other Traits:





Powers:
Flight: Misha’s powers are limited to one thing; the ability to fly. She can fly at speeds up to two hundred miles per hour. However after about thirty minutes of top speed, nonstop flying, Misha must stop and rest for a while.


Skills:
Guitarist: Misha began her training with the string instrument when she was five years old. Having practiced since then she can play pretty much any note, and complicated chords are no problem.

Singer: Misha picked up singing at about the same time she started guitar. She can reach many pitches, but she definitely can’t go lower than a girl’s alto.


Weaknesses: Completely and utterly HUMAN. She can get hurt as easily as a normal person, a cut will surely hurt and be able to get injected, and a gunshot if placed right will kill her. She also cannot fly for long, so getting to say, across the country in a day will be pretty difficult.


Equipment:
Guitar: Misha carries around a red and black acoustic guitar. She is very protective of it.


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Personality: Misha is described as incredibly bright, happy, and a little bit crazy in her mannerisms. She’s really hyper-active and loud, and talks very fast, but at her core she’s actually intelligent. She’s easily able to get attached to people, a trait she gets from being surrounded by kids who didn’t like her when she was young. She has a determined, fighting spirit, and rarely will she give up.


Strengths: Misha’s biggest and really only strength is her spirit. She won’t give up for anything.


Interests/Habits: Misha LOVES to perform for people. She wants to be a big rock star someday.





Family Members: Felicia Earley.(Mother; Deceased.) Damian Earley. (Father; Deceased.)
Place of Origin: Milwaukee, Wisconsin.
Current City: Jump City, Whatever-state-this-is.
History: Misha was an oddity at birth, to her parents, because of her pink hair. But they still loved her, and named her Misha after her godmother. Since she could comprehend her surroundings, she’s always been interested in music. She would drag the pans out of the cupboards and bang on them with sticks, and when she was five she got a beginner’s guitar, and she got right to playing. Her parents adored her little rock-out sessions and claims she would be a famous rocker one day, but honestly hoped she would grow out of it. However, she never did.

Misha wasn’t very popular in school. Her pink hair got her picked on, constantly. If it wasn’t her pink hair it was her tendency to be so hyperactive. Occasionally the other girls would fight her. Misha has come home with black eyes many times. She often cried in her room, but she didn’t give up on life because she still had her loving parents. When she was sixteen, her parents were to move to the coast, to Jump City, because her father had gotten a job with a company there. Misha was happy to go, and she packed all her things. They rode a train to the huge city, but on that day something terrible happened. A large meteor struck the train, killing more than half the passengers…including Misha’s parents. She survived, but according to the teams that arrived to help, the space rock that hit them irradiated the survivors.

Thus, Misha was sent to a hospital for treatment. Many of the other passengers who survived were quickly dying, but not Misha. There wasn’t much hope for her, but when she was inspected, it appeared she was never really irradiated. So she left the hospital, with nowhere to go, no one to look to for help. She considering jumping from a roof and ending it all, but she knew her parents would never want that, so she fought on. She played guitar and sang on street corners for money. But this wasn’t working much, especially when she noticed her strings were wearing down. She replaced them but it was inevitable that it would happen again. She knew at this point it was hopeless...so she went to a tall building.

She stood at the top, on the edge. At this point her whole life flashed in front of her eyes. She looked away from the edge, and fell backwards. She didn’t truly want to give up, and she believes to this day that the slight urge to keep fighting saved her. For when she was about to hit the ground, she instead lifted up and soared. She was flying. Seeing the world from this perspective, up in the air, instilled a new hope in her. She would keep on living. Even if the odds were one to a billion, she would find her place in the world again.



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