Post by Kari on Oct 14, 2014 17:34:11 GMT
Introduce Yourself
Player:
Kari or Peyton, which ever one.
Gender:
Female
Age:
Seventeen
Contact:
PeytonGreene0419@gmail.com
Introduce Your Character
Name:
Kari Uletrique (Yo-ule-try-ke)
Gender:
Vixen/Female
Age:
Twenty-Three
Species:
Human
Occupation:
Warrior
Personality:
Kari is excellent at analyzing, understanding, and learning. She tends to be a mystic or philosopher because she lives so much in the mind, she tends to be quiet and introspective, and is usually an introvert. When presented with issues, she will see the larger picture. Her solitary thoughtfulness and analysis of people and world events may make her seem aloof, and sometimes even melancholy. She holds all her actions according to the motto, "For the greater good of our kind."
Kari is a complete sadist, always getting a thrill out of watching her victims suffer, either physically or psychologically. She can be considered also very intimidating, because she is so unpredictable, hard to understand, and, most important, you do not know how to defeat her. Even when she is stopped, as an enigmatic villains leave behind many unanswered questions.
She is considered emotionless. Kari, who strictly has no other emotion than hatred, malice and fear. She may not be able to feel any emotions at all. In some cases she is simply unable to or refuses to show other emotions. Many of her insensitive attitude leads her to commit the things that others can be atrocious.Kari is considered a Xenophobe toward her own race. She is well known for her act of being a misanthrope, threatening anyone who dares step foot near her home or near her in fact. "Humanity has failed as a species. You have accomplished much with your limited capacity, but ultimately you were too greedy and too frail to ever last in the environment you have created."
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Physical Description
Appearance / Markings / Body type:
Kari is gifted with amazing bone structure in her face, which her family likes to say that she inherited all her good looks from her mother and her brains from her father. Much like her mother, Kari has high cheekbones and a strong defining jawline. Something inherited from her father's looks are her eyes. Kari's eyes are dark in color, much like her hair. She has always been looked down on by her mother. Her unruly dark hair was something her mother hated. Even if Kari put in a lot of work to make it look presentable her mother's judgmental blue eyes would always burn in the back of her head.
There isn't much to say about Kari when it comes to her body. She stands at 5'5" with a by SaverAddon" style="border: none !important; display: inline-block !important; text-indent: 0px !important; float: none !important; font-weight: bold !important; height: auto !important; margin: 0px !important; min-height: 0px !important; min-width: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important; text-transform: uppercase !important; text-decoration: underline !important; vertical-align: baseline !important; width: auto !important; background: transparent !important;">weight
of 113 lbs; she like a stick basically. There aren't very many curves to her body, not that she really minds it, but she has gotten a lot of grief about her by SaverAddon" style="border: none !important; display: inline-block !important; text-indent: 0px !important; float: none !important; font-weight: bold !important; height: auto !important; margin: 0px !important; min-height: 0px !important; min-width: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important; text-transform: uppercase !important; text-decoration: underline !important; vertical-align: baseline !important; width: auto !important; background: transparent !important;">weight from her mother as they look practically the same. Her mother has always been on Kari about her looks and her weight, “Every woman knows that, regardless of all her other achievements, she is a failure if she is not beautiful.”
Height:
113 lbs
Scars or Tattoos:
Kari has faded symbols, of something she cannot remember, along her neck and collarbone and blue paint markings on her face, specifically her cheeks and eyebrows and one small line running from her bottom lip to her chin.
Pic:
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History:
Kari was raised in a village long forgotten. Her father was a hunter and very well liked in the village. He wed a beautiful woman who was a gem in the eyes of the townsfolk. Little did he know that the woman wasn't just a gem to the town, but a gem to the men as well. Kari's mother would always leave late at night and show up again right before dawn. It took a while before Kari's father caught on but he did nothing. "As long as you are happy, love.”, was what he'd say. Kari just stood by and watched as her father was slowly being crushed every time her mother was with another man. She didn't want to see him suffer any longer so she did the only possible thing that came to mind.
Kari's mother was found dead in the forest with multiple gashes and scratches coating her body. The townspeople blamed wolves. Kari went along with that and played innocent victim every time someone would apologize for her loss when in reality, she was congratulating herself for getting rid of the problem. "For the greater good of our kind." Five years after the death of her mother, Kari's father died from natural causes. "Natural causes my ass!", were the words the flew from Kari's mouth. Her father had left early in the morning to do who knows what and was found torn to shreds many hours later. Being ripped apart by some unknown animal was not ‘Natural Causes’ in Kari’s mind. "The Gods have punished me for what I have done!" Kari cried, the words repeating over and over in her mind. She knew the killing of her mother was wrong but she thought she was helping her father. Kari loved her father with all her heart and would do anything for him, even if it meant killing someone.
Kari couldn't bear living in the town anymore. People would give her sympathetic looks and the annoying whispers were getting to her head. A few months after her father's death, Kari up and left the small village. She wanted a clean slate and the town of Grohiikfel gave that to her.
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Sample RP Post: (This is from a different site I was on.)
Lowrah slowly parked her by SaverAddon" style="border: none !important; display: inline-block !important; text-indent: 0px !important; float: none !important; font-weight: bold !important; height: auto !important; margin: 0px !important; min-height: 0px !important; min-width: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important; text-transform: uppercase !important; text-decoration: underline !important; vertical-align: baseline !important; width: auto !important; background: transparent !important;">car in front of the building, her stomach feeling slightly uneasy as she glanced up a glowing sign that had attracted her to the bar in the first place. The long sleeves of her button up shirt rubbed against her skin which annoyed her greatly but she wanted to make a good first impression with the manager of ‘The Cave’, a newly built bar that had just opened up in the city. She couldn’t help but feel anxious, Lowrah had been by SaverAddon" style="border: none !important; display: inline-block !important; text-indent: 0px !important; float: none !important; font-weight: bold !important; height: auto !important; margin: 0px !important; min-height: 0px !important; min-width: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important; text-transform: uppercase !important; text-decoration: underline !important; vertical-align: baseline !important; width: auto !important; background: transparent !important;">job searching for a while now and to finally see that beloved ‘Help Wanted’ sign taped to the window excited her. Lowrah was a bit afraid though as she knew that bars were for twenty-one and over but she needed money quickly if she were to keep her apartment. And she actually wanted to do something with her life instead of just lounging in her house, eating three or four bags of popcorn a day and watching the by SaverAddon" style="border: none !important; display: inline-block !important; text-indent: 0px !important; float: none !important; font-weight: bold !important; height: auto !important; margin: 0px !important; min-height: 0px !important; min-width: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important; text-transform: uppercase !important; text-decoration: underline !important; vertical-align: baseline !important; width: auto !important; background: transparent !important;">Doctor Who series on replay for hours.
Lowrah brushed some loose strands of hair back behind her ear, locked her car, and walked into the bar. The smell of alcohol and smoke immediately filled her nostrils and made her involuntarily gag. As quick as lightning, Lowrah recollected herself. Now is not the time to whine about the smell, if you get the job you’ll have to deal with this every day. She chastised herself. After flagging one of the employees down, quickly asking where the manager was, and repeating the question for the apparently deaf man who worked the counter Lowrah found herself outside the manager’s office. She had no reason to be nervous as she had spoken to the manager the day before over the phone but weirdly Lowrah hated meeting people in person. It was like talking to someone over the phone made a person seem better. Her mother always reprimanded her about that. “You have to talk to people you don’t like every day in life, Lowrah. You might as well get used to it now.” Lowrah’s mother was never a compassionate person. After that non-motivational pep talk, Lowrah opened to door to her new job and possibly her new life.
Codewords:
Cross, Dot, Blue.
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