monstahh`'s Profile

[B]Character Skeleton[/B]

1. Character Name - Kestrel Lass
2. Your (Mene) Name - Monstahh`
3. Character Concept - Telepathic/kinetic Witch
4. Age - 21
5. Age(apparent) - N/A (no real difference, perhaps a little younger)
6. Gender - Female
7. Height - 5'5'' (feet/inches)
8. Body Type - Hourglass...Large bust, wide hips. Strong legs and broad shoulders.
9. Hair Color - Chocolate brown with darker and lighter highlights.
10. Eye Color - Blue with purple rims and dark grey flecks.
11. Distinguishing physical characteristics - Small mole on her right cheek, almost fang-like canine teeth (sharper and bigger than a normal person's)
12. Style/Fashion - Vintage casual/elegant
13. Abilities/Powers -[LIST][*]Telepathy -Automatic with her cat familiar, needs to be focused and in close range with anyone/thing else.[*]Telekinesis - Ability to move light to mid-weight (approximately twice her weight) with her mind.[*]Time stop - Has the ability to pause time for a few seconds --instinctive-- she can't control it consciously.[*]Spells - General wide variety of 'spells' however most need preparation and are not "instant." Many are also very temporary. (ex; healing wounds, underwater breathing, night vision)[/LIST]14. Alignment - Chaotic Neutral
15. Occupation - Part time bartender & part time manager at a vintage store.
16. Residence type - Local (studio apartment a few blocks from the campus)
17. Strengths/Areas of Expertise - Briefly studied psychology and natural/alternative/herbal medicine/remedies
18. Weaknesses/Flaws -[LIST][*]Intense fear of heights--won't even look out a window past the 5th floor.[*]Dyslexia[/LIST]19. Cycle - Diurnal...prefers to wake up late, and go to bed later, but occasionally stays up all night.
20. Quirk(s) - She touches her face a lot and has trouble making eye contact with strangers or people she doesn't know well.

[B]Character Picture[/B]
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[B]Character Bio[/B]

Kestrel has lived a fairly simple life. Her parents are your typical suburban mom and dad, not really taking an active interest in her or her siblings' (two brothers, one older one younger) lives, but also not really ignoring them either. She had a nice upbringing, a small house with a small front yard.

As a child she discovered a gentle power within her--telekinesis. At first she was afraid, stunned, shocked even...but she grew to be both fascinated and ashamed--she'd tried to show her older brother her powers..and he accused her of being crazy, and just trying to mess with his head. After that, she began to hide it and practice only when she was alone with no chance of being caught--her powers were never very strong, but she was still nervous and afraid.

She fought with her brothers often, they were always trying to find new ways to torment her. One time they had dragged her to the roof of their high school while she was blindfolded (claiming they had a surprise for her)...Stood her on the edge, pulled the blindfold off, and threatened to push her over the side. Ever since then heights have made her ill...It brings up memories of the abuse they put her through, and of looking over that edge, down to the gravel basketball court, where she'd gotten teased and bullied.

She was glad to move out when she did. She started going to college for psychology at the Armitage University. She specifically chose it for the "metaphysics" and herbalism classes--they were unorthodox, but she was fascinated and captivated. She hoped she might not be alone there. She hoped she would find some who she could share her gifts with.

Shortly after starting there a few stray cats started following her around. She'd always loved cats, and they always loved her, but she thought it was strange...but soon enough she started bringing them treats and canned tuna and even sooner after one of them began to speak to her...At first she thought she was crazy, but she soon realized that it wasn't her, or the cat, but the bond they had forged in this place of mystery and weirdness.

Sadly, she dropped out 2 years into her studies because of a severe bout of depression brought on by the death of her younger brother, and the divorce of her parents shortly following...She wasn't very close to them, and at times hated them, but they were family, and it was hard to watch them fall apart.

She moved off the campus, taking more hours at both her part time jobs, and got a nice small place with the 'talking cat' she'd adopted and had affectionately started calling Keryn...an Irish name, meaning "dark" after his dark eyes and darker coat. Not that he was a "black cat" though... his belly was white and grey.

Kestrel wanted to go back to school, and soon enough she hoped she would...She wanted to finish her education in psychology with her minors in herbalism and general Metaphysics.

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Like no one on mene likes me. o__O
I think I may quit.

My name is Abigail ***, I am 17 years young. I don't know what I want to be when I grow up, and age into an adult, but I hope to be [I]something[/I]. I aspire to something greater, though I do not even know what that is yet. Maybe it is my life, and my story that has made me feel the need to do that, or maybe it's just something that is me, predetermined. I do not know. My life, itself, has been a confusing, painful, horrible, yet...inspiring? experience so far. Honestly, I could do without a lot of things that have happened, but I doubt I would still be the 'me' that I am today, without it all.

While I don’t want my tragedies to define me, I feel that they have greatly influenced the person that I am. I am not perfect, and will never claim to be, but each and every day, I still get up, go to school, and do what I have to do to get through each and every day.


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update!

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My name is Abigail *, I am 17 years young. I don't know what I want to be

when I grow up, and age into an adult, but I hope to be something. I aspire to something

greater, though I do not even know what that means yet. Maybe it is my life, and my story

that has made me feel the need to do that, or maybe it's just something that is me,

predetermined. I do not know. My life, itself, has been a confusing, painful, horrible,

yet...inspiring, experience so far. Honestly, I could do without a lot of things that have

happened, but I doubt I would still be the 'me' that I am today, without it all happening.

During the course of my life so far, I have experienced the deaths of people close

to me, including both my mother, and my father. My father passed away, from cancer, when I

was only twelve, which completely devasted me. I was very close to my father, he meant a lot

to me. He was strict, sometimes too much, he was also proud, and sometimes that got in the

way of things. But he was my father, and I loved him, because he wasn't always a mean dad,

he could also be really funny, and really great. When I was little, he would carry me around

on his shoulders, and throw me up into the air and catch me, and at night he would tuck me

into bed nice and tight. To be honest, my mother's death was less devastating to me, maybe

because she and I didn't get along, or maybe I was numbed to it because of the previous loss

of my father. My mother passed away, also from cancer when I was 14, at the end of my

freshman year. It had already been a tough year for me, I struggled in school, with friends,

and with my mother, too. Our relationship was strained, we fought all the time, it hurt, it

really did. She was my mother, and I felt she just didn't understand, or maybe she did, but

she didn't want to accept it? Maybe it's just that way with every teenage girl and her

mother (I'm told it is). But things were agonizing at home. It was a challenge. And then, in

the end, my mother and I never resolved our problems, and I regret that.


*** conclusion? (below)

I consider myself a unique individual, with a very unique life, and a very unique situation.

While I don’t want my tragedies to define me, I feel that they have greatly influenced the

person that I am. I am not perfect, and will never claim to be, but each and every day, I

still get up, go to school, and do what I have to do to get through each and every day. Yes,

there are times I want to give up, but I always pull through in the end.

[B]Assassin Shoulder Pads - 10 apples[/B]
[B]Black/purple Stripey Scarf - 10 apples[/B]
[B]Pocket Chain - 10 apples[/B]
Purple Assassin Boots - 25
Red Assassin Boots - 25
[B]Black Tribal Dress - 25[/B]
[B]Blue Tribal Dress - 25 apples[/B] - Got it!
Katar - 35 apples
[B]Nightstalker Bat Hairpin - 17[/B]
[B]Blue Assassin Skirt - 17[/b]
[B]Green Assassin Skirt - 17[/B] - Got it!
[b]Red/Purple Stripey Stockings (F) - 12
Spare Ribs (F) - 15 - Got it!
Purple Assassin Tunic - 17
Red Assassin Tunic - 17
Blue Assassin Tunic - 17
Green Assassin Tunic - 17[/B]

LOL. Bolded are things i'm really working towards.