Post by KLIEN LIVESSAY on Dec 12, 2010 21:51:25 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2dvq6j6.jpg,true][atrb=width,453,true] GENERAL INFORMATION NAME: Klien Livessay NICKNAMES: Kli, Live RACE: human AGE: 25 GENDER: female SEXUALITY: heterosexual RESIDENCE: Junkyard Downs OCCUPATION: Black Collar Freshbood PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION REFLECTION: Klien smiled smugly. She had spoiled herself. It was a special day and she deserved it for getting accepted into the Black Collars. Her five feet, seven inches were a little too tall for the low-standing mirror, but after a few extra steps back, she could see everything for a final once-over. She wore her scavenged best: a noble's uniform tossed out and lost to the junkyard, modified in her free time to fit her snugly. The fitted, long-sleeved vest, dark maroon with gold clasps, had been dirty and torn when she found it, nothing a little elbow grease couldn't fix. Her pants were generic, black and khaki, but they would be overlooked in the end, as would her black scuffed and smudged combat boots. There was nothing dainty about her ensemble. Except maybe the white gloves she would tug on later. She wanted all eyes on her face. Her skin was porcelain, clear of scars and smudges, but her eyes were no stranger to the hardships of The Down Below. The deep blue-violet reflected calm hardships, iron will, and flashed with instinct that made her more feral than fine even with her makeup on. The majority of her bright purple hair was tied out of her face in a half-braid --the rest hung loosely down her back-- but the bangs were always a bother, getting stuck in her dark lipstick. She curled a length of it with a finger, making sure each strand of each wave lay where it should about her face before she deemed herself ready. In a swirl of lavender, she snatched the white gloves off the table behind her, tugged them on with purpose, and left her room to present herself to the boss for her first mission. The fork of her initiation tucked into the breast pocket of the vest. FACE CLAIM: Cornelia li Brittania from Code Geass PERSONALITY AND MORE THE GOOD: Klien is not passionate nor cold, though it might seem like it the majority of the time. She's simply a self-sufficient woman, always has been, always will be. She's a practical girl out of necessity and necessity alone, and holds a vast array of knowledge of how to survive on next to nothing in such extreme conditions. Just because she could help you, however, does not mean that she will; to earn her helping hand requires respect and loyalty as there's nothing worse than to Klien than being stabbed in the back. Both prideful and self-assured, there's no better way to fall out of Klien's graces than to disrespect her or those whom she claims as her own. Give her what she needs and she'll give back or let be, whichever the situation requires, but do not be mistaken: Klien is a motivated gal that will scale a wall rather than go around it, if only to prove she can. Lucky for everyone she's patient, very patient, and willing to bargain for what she wants; She's not entirely a bully. In fact, she's inherently maternal. She's just unwilling to show she cares about anyone lest she get hurt. THE BAD: Do not tell Klien what to do. Not only is her temper volatile, she holds a grudge like you can't believe and calling her a "bitch" isn't quite so accurate either. Rude and crude, Klien has had to look out for #1 as long as she can remember so you'll have to excuse her if she steps on your toes, breaks your knees, and otherwise cripples your ability to surpass her. No, it's not very lady-like to go around cutting off fingers or breaking noses, but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do to survive in a world as messed up as Khthonia and Klien isn't going to roll over for just anyone. She's a violent kinda gal with a serious hunger for power and an even worse streak of the green-eyed monster called envy, especially concerning Elyisa; she'll stop at nothing to get what she wants, but what she wants is something only Klien knows --and even then Klien probably couldn't tell you exactly what's driving her. Despite her confidence, she's not one to look inward, which leaves much unaccounted for in terms of self-reflection. She'd much rather assess her situation and take in details about the world, plan if only superficially about what she needed to do and by when. In the end, though, she's more of a fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants person, preferring to deal with problems as they arise in whatever way instinct dictates --which is exactly what got her entangled with the Black Collars: an impulsive decision --No, a need to prove to a meat-head gang member that she wasn't to be trifled with. BELIEF: Klien believes in the religion of herself. She was never taught or exposed to other religions as a child since her family constantly moved to find the choice bits in the junkyards, but the birds of the Aureolian always entranced her... WEAPON SLOT: Smith & Wesson Model 40 side holstered at her hip, usually within her vest or jacket, sometimes carried in her pocket and rarely holstered at her ankle or thigh LIKES AND HOBBIES: Klein's favorite things to do are not very... gangster-ish. In fact, they're rather girly. When not hoarding luxuries like squirrels hoard nuts, she takes particular interest in her hair and keeping clean. She loves a good soak in a bath, preferably with bubbles, painting her nails, and applying a fresh coat of lipstick, which she's only ever done twice in her lifetime. She secretly loves the smell of old books, rare as they are. Even though she can't read, she understands the power of a story to transport a person to another place altogether. Unfortunately she also knows that the land of princes and unicorns can't be found on Khthonia. It's found on the islands in the sky. DISLIKES AND TURN-OFFS: If there's one thing Klien hates, it's a condescending male; Just because she's a girl doesn't mean she can't hold her own. Families and people in love also made her uneasy, if not downright silent. She just can't understand that kind of deep-seeded attachment. ASPIRATIONS: In the depths of her heart, she wants nothing more than to be a Queen, crown and all, of the islands in the sky. LOOKING BACK: Once upon a time, there was a Black Collar that thought raping Klien was a good way for his accompanying Freshblood to prove to her that her taxes would be paid to the Black Collars, whether or not she had it. Wrong. So very wrong. One bat of his too-long-lashes and Klien had taken a fork to his face. It might have been a little extreme, but nothing less than extremity every really gets though to a gang member set on rape. How it all panned out is really sort of a blurr to Klien, who ran on instincts more than anything at the time, but she came out the battered victor, somehow, with a Freshblood scrambling out her door. Still holding the fork that had plucked out an eye, she followed the Freshblood back to the Black Collar HQ and delivered it as a token of her induction. They would not quash her. Ever. MISCELLANY: Her family of three wasn't close at all; Her dad worked too often to be awake around Klien when he wasn't asleep on-site and her mom ran (or got dragged) off with whatever attention she could find, both abusive and not. The only real attention Klien ever got in terms of caring from her parents was an offer of food, something she still holds as the ultimate proof of comradery. She's not a party girl, but she's not beyond a good time either. With the right people, in the right place, she'll let loose in ways that will blow minds. In truth, some of the most vulnerable moments in Klien's life are when she's drunk off her ass; it usually means somethings very, very wrong and she doesn't know how to fix it otherwise. OUT OF CHARACTER OOC NAME: claus, plz AGE: 20+ and that's all I'm saying X: GENDER: claus EXPERIENCE: since ancient times... REFERRED BY: N/A OTHER CHARACTERS: Nooope! ANYTHING ELSE: I work and I'm trying to get into grad school so my activity might be flighty, but I will do my utmost to make time for everyone every day  APPLICATION TEMPLATE MADE BY EDWARD, EXCLUSIVELY FOR USE ON THE BLUE |
