Post by MAGDELAYNA BENTIS on Feb 6, 2011 18:18:57 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2dvq6j6.jpg,true][atrb=width,453,true] GENERAL INFORMATION NAME: Magdelayna (mag-del-ay-nuh) Lorrine (lor-reen) Bentis (ben-tiis) NICKNAMES: She most commonly goes by Leyna (lay-nuh), sometimes 'Na (nuh). They call her Bentis (ben- tiis) at work, but never EVER call her Maggie. She will throw a wrench at your head if you do. RACE: Layna had the most unfortunate mutant power of overly sensitive taste buds. She can taste anything and everything, and is possibly the pickiest eater on the planet. AGE: She's a healthy twenty-three years old... GENDER: ...undoubtedly female... SEXUALITY: ... and heterosexual. Don't assume or suggest otherwise. RESIDENCE: She lives in Khthonia's Lawless territory, but spends so much time at the Celer Raceway it might as well be considered a second home. OCCUPATION: A life as a mechanic has its ups and downs, but she'd never give up the grease and grime. PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION REFLECTION: At first sight, Layna isn't what one would expect from a mechanic. She soft and porcelain pale from head to toe and her hair is a long, lovely pink that shines purple at night like her bright pink eyes. All of which are side effects of her mediocre albinism, which in itself is a side effect of her mutant heritage. Alongside a small nose, thin digits, and lush lips, it makes her thin, lightweight frame look both feminine and delicate. Something which Layna is most definitely not when her mouth opens. While it is true that too much sunlight can and will easily destroy both her retina and skin, her job requires that she spends most of her time in a well-sheltered garage. She wears a sleeveless, black dress to work just about every day --with a pair of black spandex shorts under the skirt so pervs can't get a pep show while she's working-- and habitually ties a throw over around her waist just in case she needs to cover up her arms when she goes outside. FACE CLAIM: Maria from Arakawa PERSONALITY AND MORE THE GOOD: Quick witted and sharp-tongued, Layna's a feisty little thing with an opinion which is probably the only reason she's survived in the fast-paced racing world; If she has something to say, she will be heard. That doesn't mean, however, that she's trying to pick a fight. Sure, she's appreciative of a healthy debate --probably because of her competitive nature-- but she will yield to anyone that can poses an argument beyond 'I'm right and your wrong!'. Deep down she had a very strict sense of right and wrong and while she may bend the rules slightly, somethings she cannot and will not let slide. THE BAD: Magdelanya can be very... abrasive. A lot of what she has to say will get a rile out of others, though its mostly due to her own ignorance and need to point out things others should be doing but aren't. Unfortunately, the spitfire mechanic doesn't always stop to get the facts before interjecting her person into other people's lives. She also isn't the strongest or most physically intimidating girl and is quite frail despite her persona so she usually ends up on the losing side of everything even those she has the best intentions at heart. BELIEF: Layna herself isn't particularly religious in the nit-picky kind of way, but she was raised Aureolian by her parents. She celebrates the big holidays when they roll around and when she is put in those dark corners, she prays to the big bird in the sky. PAIR BOND: Salla is quite possibly Layna's best friend. The white-crowned sparrow isn't exactly vibrant when set against Layna's purple hair and its a little on the chubby side, but Layna loves the little twittering little thing all the same. Be warned though: it has a nasty habit of buzzing around people's heads chirping up the wa-zoo. Most of the time its because he's excited so pay no heed. LIKES AND HOBBIES: Layna is a bit of grease monkey. She loves to tinker around inside anything that ticks, from hovercrafts to watches, which isn't surprising since she's a mechanic at the raceway. In fact, watch repair is kind've a side-thing she does for shits and giggles. She has a rather impressive collection of high-quality watches hidden under the floor boards of her bedroom. I don't suggest meddling with her tools either; she keeps them in a very specific and clean order so she will know if you so much as poked them. Although she likes to play the knight trying to save the princess and is quite the tom girl, she loves the nights where she has an excuse to dress up. DISLIKES AND TURN-OFFS: Having super sensitive taste buds is a serious turn off sometimes. It makes a person a complete and total neat freak because if one id dirty, something will undoubtedly get into her food that shouldn't be there. On the flip side, overly clean people taste like soap which is probably the worst tasting thing on the planet. She has a serious dislike of beans --which is severely limiting in terms of diet-- and poultry products, since it makes her think of Salla on a plate. On the whole though, Layna is an opinionated, if not good, girl that will undoubtedly tell you if she doesn't like something, though most times its a trivial complaint she can get over. Tick her off though and you'll probably get a wrench to the back of the head. ASPIRATIONS: Layna isn't one for gigantic, long-term goals. She just can't think that far ahead. Instead, she usually has about seven to fifteen short-term goals per day. Most of which she forget about about ten minutes after she makes them. LOOKING BACK: Leyna cannot say she has had the most exciting life in the world. Her father, Simon, was a farmer of sorts for the Down Below, working his ass off on one of the few mushroom plantations to provide for Leyna and her mother, Lauran, who working for a living mending clothing and reusing any and all fabric she got her hands on. The darkest days were probably when Leyna was young and everyone she knew was working. They went hungry a lot and the moment Leyna was old enough she was working too. Luckily for Leyna working meant playing. What was the best day of Leyna's life? While her immediate answer might be something akin to meeting Theodore, if she really, really thinks about it, her life turned around once she landed her job at the Celer Raceway. Everything sort've fell into place afterward. She had a knack for figuring out how things worked, what went wrong, and what worked best where, the latter two skills came mostly from licking metal, tasting gasoline, and sneaking a drip at whatever oily secretions came from the car. It wasn't a healthy habit, to be sure, and it'll probably kill her later on in life so she's tried to lay off the whole eating robot food thing, but her superior sense in taste helped her get to get out from the bottom of the food chain. She certainly didn't want to be sewing or burning alive in the sunlight for the rest of her life. MISCELLANY: Lanya isn't one for kissing willy-nilly, not only because public displays of affection nauseate her, but because one french kiss means she could tell you everything you've eaten all day. And she'll probably vomit in your mouth. Tasting pre-eaten food, isn't her favorite thought in the world, which is strange since she can often be seen licking random things in order to find out who touched them, grease-covered or not. OUT OF CHARACTER OOC NAME: I BE CLAUS. HEAR ME ROAR. meow. AGE: Same age as Pasc  GENDER: Femme fatal EXPERIENCE: FOREVA REFERRED BY: my stupid muse OTHER CHARACTERS: Klien Livessay & Lucaan Frost ANYTHING ELSE: FIRE EMBLEM RULES, YO. APPLICATION TEMPLATE MADE BY EDWARD, EXCLUSIVELY FOR USE ON THE BLUE |
