Amal's Lamp (her necklace)
Name: Raja Owens
Alias: Amal (“hope; aspiration”)
Powers: Ultimate Cosmic Powers
Occupation: Genie
Weakness/Limits: Can only use powers when summoned or wished upon.
History: Amal was created out of hope in the ancient times. She lived for years on end till her physical body was unable to carry her and was dissolved in chaos. Since then she has been embodied into multiple bodies every century. She chooses a different name each time, something close to her own. Amal takes on different personalities based on the form she takes and the way she interacts with others. While only temporary, each body is unique and special to her.
Notes: Amal is most often caring and sweet, albeit crazy at times. She does have a lamp, but it does not need to be rubbed to be used. It only needs to be held. While optimistic, Amal still experiences human emotions within her human bodies. She is calm, but does have a sharp temper when angered.
Amal First Life
Amal as Raja
School Raja
Raja: The Genie Amal of Hope
Random pic!
New York City
May 3, 22:09 EST
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“Are we in position, Draxx?” Revenge whispered.
“Yes. All positions secure.”
“Excellent.”
“Are you sure Grant won’t mind us doing this?” Draxx asked. “I mean this is his company.”
“What Grant doesn’t know, won’t hurt him.”
“That’s usually not true.”
Red Revenge laughed.
It took almost two hours for the assassin to appear. She slipped stealthily among the shadows.
“Target spotted.” Revenge said, picking up his gun and aiming it squarely at the feminine figure.
“On your signal.” Draxx radioed over.
Revenge aimed the sights, lined up the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger. The assassin began to scale the building.
“Now.” Revenge said, leaping from the roof of his company at the same minute.
May 3, 22:09 EST
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“Are we in position, Draxx?” Revenge whispered.
“Yes. All positions secure.”
“Excellent.”
“Are you sure Grant won’t mind us doing this?” Draxx asked. “I mean this is his company.”
“What Grant doesn’t know, won’t hurt him.”
“That’s usually not true.”
Red Revenge laughed.
It took almost two hours for the assassin to appear. She slipped stealthily among the shadows.
“Target spotted.” Revenge said, picking up his gun and aiming it squarely at the feminine figure.
“On your signal.” Draxx radioed over.
Revenge aimed the sights, lined up the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger. The assassin began to scale the building.
“Now.” Revenge said, leaping from the roof of his company at the same minute.
