Post by sunshine on Feb 20, 2010 2:29:40 GMT -4
"I created the sound of madness*."
- NAME;;
Caprika Angelica Kuran. - NICKNAME;;
Cap, Angel, Paprika, Mad Hatter. - GENDER;;
Female. - AGE;;
Eighteen. - YEAR;;
Third year. - SEXUAL ORIENTATION;;
A comfortable heterosexual with strange homosexual tendencies. - RELATIONSHIP STATUS;;
Single. - RELIGIOUS BELIEFS;;
Agnostic. - APPEARANCE/WARDROBE;;
Caprika has got the body that would make any teenage girl or woman jealous- but she really doesn't take care of it that much. She's a well endowed girl with an hour glass figure, and has got quite some muscle to show off. Standing at the height of five foot three. She appears normal for the most part. Her eyes though are a pale blue- almost clear. They always show amusement too (you can tell thanks to the strange twinkle), there's barely a moment when she doesn't have an amused or coquettish expression on her face. If washed correctly, her hair would be a silky, thick and a nice pale white color- instead it's thin and a little stringy... oddly enough though it seems to fit her appearance (in a creepy kind of way). Her face is mostly round, the only sharp thing on it would be her lips which are thin and most of the time seem to be smiling mysteriously. She likes to wear male clothing- button up shirts, suits, etc. Also there's rarely a time that she'll be without her lucky hat. This hat is about a foot in length and is styled like of course; the Mad Hatter's hat (It's an old English style right? I didn't bother to research on the clothing. x3) She sticks to dark colours, such as purple, blue, grey, etc. - PERSONALITY;;
Eccentric, Insane, Nutty. All these words could be used to describe Caprika. She's the type of person that makes people wonder what went wrong, and they often wonder if her parents dropped her on her head as a child. She isn't mentally slow or anything like that, she's perfectly able of a normal thinking process... she's just eccentric. She's also very aware of her surroundings, taking notice of everything in the room. She speaks with various made up accents on occasions and has a kind of lazy demeanor about her. They way she walks would be compared to Jack Sparrow- kind of swaying left to right all the time. She tends to attract cats, whom are often laying on her shoulders or just following her about. She can easily talk to people, and likes to gamble a lot. She's very amused at a lot of things, and there's rarely a time that she can actually be serious. In fact, it's a little hard for her to be serious. She's very comfortable with herself, and everyone else at that matter too. That doesn't mean she trusts them, that just means she could sit down with about anyone and act like they've been good friends for a while. She doesn't judge, despite people thinking otherwise and loves to hear people talk just as much as she loves to chat herself. Caprika loves conversation so much that she'll talk to herself in both private and public. She has no fear of societies rules (as you could obviously already tell), and can flirt with both genders (as stated earlier). She has no attraction towards females in a romantic sense, but due to the fact that she has the inability to have tact sometimes she'll point out things that she thinks look good on a person (even if that said thing could perhaps be their behind or breasts). She's good at body language, but she isn't that wonderful at empathy or at least from what people know about her. Guaranteed she doesn't reveal much about herself, and has a tendency to lie about her past every now and then - due to some memory problems. When Caprika opens up to a person though and decides to trust, it is anything but obvious. - HISTORY;;
Caprika was born January 1, 1991. She was brought into the world through a natural birth at home, and was raised by a mentally slow mother and a physically disabled father. Caprika was an only child, thanks to the fact that Stella and Jean just simply couldn't have any children after her. Her whole life she was given love and affection by both of her parents, and as she started to get an education - she began to realize how most people viewed others such as her mother and father. Thanks to that, Caprika began to change herself so she wouldn't be just another person and would be looked down upon by "normal" members of society.
When she was fourteen, she went through a typical rebellious stage many teenagers have gone through and the young girl ended up dabbling with various drugs, tobacco, and alcohol. She ended up staying on cigarettes among other things until she turned sixteen when her father was killed by a drunk driver - ultimately leaving the responsibility of taking care of Stella up to Caprika. From then on, responsibility was thrust upon Caprika in an almost harsh fashion. Despite being the way she is, the young girl was actually able to support herself and her mother for awhile thanks to working around three jobs all the while going to high school. The young Caprika was also able keep her strange admiration of life, even if she did have her cynical moments every now and then.
On her eighteenth birthday, after saving up for two years Caprika had saved up enough money to move her mother to a hospital where she could be better taken care of. After that, the young woman decided it would be best to finish her education and decided to come here to Four Oaks Academy. - STRENGTHS/TALENTS/SKILLS;;
Caprika has an excellent ear for language, and has studied a few languages such as; Latin, French, German and Romanian. Speaking the languages though is another thing for her. She's also very good at the piano and the saxophone, besides that though - most things are yet to be really discovered. Caprika is also surprisingly generous to a fault, if the right button is pushed though. She's intelligent, and is very much an observer of sorts. - WEAKNESSES;;
Low blood pressure runs in Caprika's family, so she is very much prone to passing out if she doesn't eat well (which is almost always often). She has a barely noticeable limp in her left leg thanks to a child hood accident and her eye-sight isn't the greatest. In fact, if she doesn't wear contacts or glasses she could technically be considered legally blind. Due to her nutty behavior every now and then, people tend to try and get away from her instead of the other way around, she tends to come off as a lonely person in a sense and even when she is with people sometimes it doesn't seem like she's all the way there. - OTHER;;
guh! o.o; should there be anything else? i'm not sure! D: - RP EXAMPLE;;Ka-thunk
Ka-thunk
Ka-thunk
Faster... I have to go faster...
Tree's darted by King's vision as he ran, his heart-beat echoing throughout his body as his breathing became more and more ragged. The tranquilizer darts that had been shot into his leg were beginning to take effect, and King felt himself losing control on his body. Faster, faster... Blinking rapidly; the young man continued to run- feeling his body prepare for one of the transformations that were about to place. Half of the time, King had no idea when the beasts inside him would take control- it was hard to predict the minds of mythical animals; their behavioral patterns wild and primitive.
Inhaling deeply as he felt the rush of magical power begin to seep into and travel throughout his veins - it was simple to realize why the government wanted to keep such a person like him away from other countries. His ability to shape-shift into mythical animals was amazing and valuable, and the fact that it relied more on magic then science was what fascinated most people in the first place. They wanted to tame that energy, bottle it up and give it to other people to create armies of unstoppable creatures. The problem though when it came to King's power was that it was not something you could simply copy and paste onto another person. Just as love cannot be forced, King had inherited his power through his lineage - Native Americans. After all, it was easy to tell that he had ties to the Indians (also having a little bit of Russian in him thanks to his father) - his dark brown hair being frighteningly long for a male, inching just a little bit past his shoulder blades as his skin was a little bit lighter but matched nonetheless.
Feeling large wings tear through his skin in his back, King's shifting could usually be compared to the harsh reality of a werewolf shifting during the moon. The pain was usually unbearable, and in the end the person always ended up with no clothing. Falling to his knees, the nine-teen year old let out a sharp hair-raising scream, his body seeming to numb from the pain as a pitch black tail started to grow from his spine. Within minutes, King went from a six foot four human male; to an over three hundred foot four fire-breathing dragon- his once pale green eyes having changed into harsh golden ones. Launching himself from the ground, King ended up leaving behind all the tranquilizer’s in his leg and his clothes behind.
Escape...
Escape...
Able to reach speeds up to over one hundred miles a minute - King flew high into the sky until he could barely see the trees that he had been running through. He noticed for a split second that he had been super close to the road, and as hovered there in the sky for a moment - a sudden wave of lethargy washed over King's gigantic body, and out of the corner of his eye something sparkled; catching his beast’s attention. Hey, after all it's well known that dragons tend to collect shiny things. Aiming downward, King flew until he spotted the car - the human side of him saying to ignore it as his beast seemed to beg to pick it up and bring it to some cave for inspection.
This decision though was left unmade, because the next moment as he was flying over it- about one hundred and fifty feet up in the sky – another wave of lethargy washed over him- this one proving to be the fatal one. Desperately aiming for some bushes up the road from the car, King felt his form begin to change back – panic gripping at his bones. The transformation back to human seemed to all take place within air except for a few scales, and as he landed with a vicious ‘THUMP’ into some bushes – King Leander passed out.
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