I am the fire I am burning brighter Roaring like a storm And I am the one I've been waiting for Screaming like a siren Alive and burning brighter I am the fire
Okay, whoever told people skating is a fun thing to do it out of their mind,â she said as she sat down on a chair and took off the skates. âI looked like a literal fish out of water over thereâ she groaned, face red with embarrassment
âYeah I have to agree with you, ice skating sucks, if Iâm being honest, and no offense, but you kind of did. Itâs all good though, I would have been worse man, I am horrible at ice skating. I went once, and nearly broken my ankle. Never again, now I just watch the poor souls fall on their asses.â Aria said, chuckling at the absurdity of ice skating.
Aria sat on a park bench, texting back and forth furiously with Bella and Victor. God she missed them. She visited just a couple days again, but today was just not going well, and she just wanted a cuddle pile in a mountain of pillows, watching some corny hallmark movies or something. But she couldnât leave yet, she just felt it.
So she had to supplement the need for affection with coffee and the bitter winter wind, but it was fine, that was what she told herself, it was fine.
She looked up from her cellphone, looking at a person near her, stating out loud,â Do you ever feel homesick?â
Aria enjoyed walking outside, the cold air stinging her slightly flushed cheeks, a leather jacket thrown over her tshirt, and a warm cup of coffee grasped tightly in her hands. It was peaceful, calming after a long day of staring at the frustrating new commission she had gotten. Who knew the Taj Mahal was so hard to sculpt? It was driving her insane, to the point that her curtains were now singed. But it was fine, it was good, she just needed a break that was all.
Aria rounded the corner and almost fell backwards in fright. Fire, there was a man and fire, that wasnât good! Aria grabbed her coffee and went to dump it on the flames.
OC Have you ever noticed that ARIA VULCAN from the MARVEL UNIVERSE looks a lot like LIZ GILLIES? But SHE also goes by METEORITE. Having the ability of PYROKINESIS AND FLIGHT sure makes them a force to be reckoned with. Rumour has it they are TWENTY EIGHT and is working as a FREELANCE ARTIST.
TW: Fire, Death, Gangs
Names are supposed to represent who you are, they are a title that your parents plan for you to go by for the rest of your life. Sometimes they chose names or sometimes they having meaning. They can change though, due to self discovery, or due to fear. Ariaâs story is a story of names, changing and evolving throughout time.
Aria was born as Stella Davis, to William and Alexandra Davis, two renowned rocket scientist employed by NASA. They wanted nothing more than for their darling daughter to follow in their footsteps. And she tried, she really did. It wasnât that she wasnât smart enough, no she was pretty intelligent, she just didnât have the same passions or desires. Her parents wanted to explore space and make space ships, she wanted to paint starry nights. She loved art, and she was quite good, but her parents couldnât accept it. When she was getting ready to go to college, she decided she would leave, get a job somewhere, and save up for art school, but her parents had another proposition. If she went to the college by where they worked, which they pulled many of their future employees from, did a year in the aerospace department, and decided she hated it and still wanted to pursue art, they would pay for her to go to any art school of her choosing. She felt that is was an easy decision to make and took them up on their deal.
About 6 months in she was woken up in the middle of the night by her roommate and friend. Apparently a meteor that had crashed not to long ago had been given to the head of the aerospace department, after nasa had inspected it all they could. It was for the graduate students to look at, and do tests on. Her roommate wanted to try and sneak into the room where it was kept, just to see it. Stella would be lying if she had said she wasnât intrigued, and agreed to help her friend. They snuck to the lab where it was held and saw the gigantic meteor. Stella felt drawn to it and began to walk towards it until she was right in front of it. When she reached out and touched it, the meteor exploded into bright flames, engulfing Stella inside.
The next thing Stella remembers was blinding bright lights. Stella woke up 2 months after the incident, in the hospital. Apparently she has quickly collapsed in the flames, and went into a coma. It didnât make any sense to the doctors though. Her friend had told them they were just finding a place to study when she collapsed. She returned to her home, hoping for time to recover, but her parents wanted her to return as soon as possible, saying that she was too behind, that their daughter couldnât be caught slacking. The argument continued to escalate, and in the heat of the moment her hands ignited into flames. Her parents were astonished at this display, and immediately rushed to start taking notes, attempting to call coworkers, muttering about the test they would need to run, finally a super powered human they could test. The more the talk continued, the larger the flames got and the more of her body they engulfed. She wasnât going to just be some lab rat. No, she was terrified, she needed parents, not the scientist that stood before her. Soon the flames grew so large that they began to engulf curtains and the furniture. She was too far gone in her terror and rage to realize she had set her own house on Fire, leaving nothing but ash in the end. Stella panicked as the firemen arrived, and took off running, eventually finding herself in the air. She blindly took off in a random direction, hoping to escape what she had done. That was were the book closed for Stella Davis, and opened for Emma Smith.
Stella had flown all the way to Detroit from her home in Florida, before crash landing in an alleyway. She was found by a man who called himself Hawker. She said her name was Emma, Emma Smith. A generic enough name that there had to be plenty of others. She was taken in by Hawker, and his gang. They quickly found about her abilities, as she had no control over them, and often found herself igniting when stressed and frustrated. Instead of being scared though, hawker decided that she could be their secret weapon, an enforcer of sorts. If people didnât want to pay up and tried to cross them, all they would have to do was send her in and she would handle it. She lived like this for almost 2 years until she got an assignment she refused to do. Up to this point she may have done a lot of property damage, and hurt a lot of bad people, but she never had been put in the position where she was asked to hurt innocents. But when a former member tried to rat the gang out to the cops, she was told to light his house up, as a warning. This was a common request. But she got there, and heard the loud laughter of children inside, there were bikes in the front yard. She got angry, and started to ignite, but instead of launching it at the house, attacked hawker, leaving him alive but severely burnt, before taking off once more.
Aria Vulcan is now her name, it is the name she has gone by for the past 7 years, since she landed in Chicago after Detroit. She met her two best friends, twins named Bella and Victor. They were the ones that helped get Aria back on her feet. They arenât super powered, but are super smart and between the three of them, they helped her learn to control her powers, at least more than she had, they developed fire immune clothing, giving her the ability to practice with her abilities in things other than an old firemanâs suit. She was happy.
They were also the ones that convinced her to take up the name Meteorite, and become a hero for the city. Now she doesnât ever see herself of a hero, more a vigilante/anti hero. She killed people, her own parents, you donât see Captain America doing that do you? She wants to help though, to make up for what she had done.
She left Chicago to head to New York to protest the registration acts, and while she does plan to go back to Chicago eventually, especially now that everything is over, she hasnât yet, and got herself a little apartment in New York, for the time being at least. She misses Chicago, and flies back to visit when she can, she just canât help but feel like everything isnât done just yet.
She is a freelance artist by day and vigilante by night, she has a fantastic art studio, and has an orange kitten named Supernova, Nova for short, and these days she finds herself happy, for the first time in years.
But yeah so that is kind of long, sorry, but basically Aria is
A freelance artist, so come hit her up if you want art work done, she mainly works in sculpting and water color, others tend to go up in flames if she gets too frustrated.
Her powers are Pyrokinesis and Flight. Her weaknesses though are that she can not create fire if she is wet, she just sizzles and steams, and she canât create fire if she is anywhere where the air is thin, so she has to be careful how high she tries to fly. Her pyrokinesis is also attached to her emotions. She has learned to ignite on command, but if her emotions get too out of control she will end up singeing everything around her.Â
She was against the registration acts, and went to New York to protest them.
If asked, she just says that she is a high school dropout. She did finally find someone to get her fake identification though.
She is a total superhero nerd, always following the exploits of heroes like the avengers (if she meets black widow or captain America she may die of excitement.) she tries to emulate them in what she does, but on a scale of thanos to Superman, she is a solid Deadpool. She had the right intentions usually, but knows that her way of doing things will end up with people, bad people, dying.
She is Ace. She figured that out in her earlier 20âs. She loves cuddles, and if she is in a bad mood, she will totally find any of her friends and do a snuggle fest. She isnât repulsed, she just has no real interest in all that stuff. Why do it when you can make a blanket fort on the ground and watch movies.
Plots!!
So girl needs some friends, because even introverted hot heads need friends!
That being said, she had a horrible temper, and probably has a few people that just tick her off so much that she gets to her breaking point.
Still with the temper, I would love to have someone who would be willing to help her learn how to control her emotions, as her powers are triggered by passionate emotions, like anger or frustration.
Someone she had confided in about her past. She rarely ever talks about it, but Iâm sure after a night of too many drinks or when her guilty conscious caught up with her she would let something spill.
Customers, she is a pretty great artist, and specializes in watercolor scenes and portraits, as well as small busts and statues.
Other vigilante/heroes she teams up with from time to time. She typically works solo, but will work together with others when she has too!
Big name heroes that she knows and is a little star struck when she meets them, because man she acts all tough, but she is a big nerd.
The power to manipulate fire. User can create, shape and manipulate fire, the rapid oxidation of a material in the exothermic chemical process of combustion, releasing heat, light, and various reaction products, flame being the visible portion of the fire. Depending on the substances alight, and any impurities outside, the color of the flame and the fireâs intensity will be different.
