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Post by Alyss [Carter] Harper on Jun 25, 2007 0:59:49 GMT -5
Name: Alyss Carter Harper
Nickname: Cat
Gender: Female
Race: She's like a human cat, with retractable claws and the hint of fangs.
Nationality: German
Age: 16
Grade: 11th
Subject: (teachers) What do you teach?
Team: North
Room #: 201
Address: (teachers) Where do they live?
Orientation: Bisexual (she more leans toward the femmes, but their are some guys out there ...)
Appearance: Long silver blonde hair that's always tied back in a bun with a denim newsboy cap over it. Shockingly bright blue eyes that, up close, look similar to shattered glass, or water in a rushing stream, rosy cheeks, pale complexion and a petite slightly hour-glass figure. She's always wearing ripped up jeans ("destroyed" as her father so likes to call them) and a low cut tee with some cleveage (always!) showing.
Attitude: Sarcastic and playful, Alyss would be how a tough little alley cat femme would sound. She's more than always quiet, sitting in the back of the class, observing with those pretty little eyes of her's. When she speaks, it's always something smart and sometimes rude and at the same, you could never have a better friend. She'll always stick up for the under-dog and has her moments where she's positively delightful. Her voice is soft and smooth like velvet, when she's happy ... you can almost here her purring.
History: Originally born in England, she was abandon at a young age so it's never been clear what she actually is. She's certainly not human and that became clear to her adoptive parent when she was very young. Growing up in high society Tokyo, Alyss was spoiled rotten. She was a very disagreeable child, she didn't like to be told what to do and she'd bite you if she didn't like what you were doing. Her teeth were unusually sharp and her nails, when cut, would grow back within a 24 hour time span. Her father, though loved her, was at a loss of what to do and took her to at least a dozen specialists all having no idea what the little girl's problem was ...
Alyss's attitude only got worse as she grew older. She became a rebel at the age of six, telling the teacher to, "piss off" when it was nap time and getting into horrid fights with the boys (she'd scare the girls away by asking them to marry her.)
Alyss began noticing she was different probably around the age of nine. It wasn't just the attraction to girls, but she could flex her fingers and claws would shoot out, she could slide her tongue across her teeth and cut herself, she had bright blue eyes and silve hair when everyone else had black eyes and black hair. Alyss felt like an outcast, a weirdo. She became depressed and went inside herself. Her father though worried was thankful for the change in attitude. Alyss was quiet, respectful and wasn't getting into that many fights anymore ...
She turned 12 and Alyss was off again. She had discovered Tokyo's rockin' under-ground scene. The parties, the lights, the people! Kids with hues of blue and purple in their hair, contacts of lime green and silver, unbelievable punk music. Alyss had found a place where she belonged and she ruled there.
Alyss's father became increasingly worried, Alyss soon stopped coming home hardly at all, her education almost ceased altogether, her friends were troublesome, losers, druggies.
Help came at the mail-box one day. Alyss's father had stopped in on a whim, he never got mail but today, he had decided to check his box and sure enough, there was a letter. He opened it and gapped at it's context. A private boarding school .... wanting his, dare he say it, worthless daughter? The poor man could've jumped for joy. He rushed home and Alyss was packed and ready to go literally the next day ...
Strengths: For a girl, she's pretty damn strong and her sharp teeth and nails have yet to fail her. She's also very charming in that tough punk sorta way.
Weaknesses: Pretty girls, really loud noises (like smoke alarms), sitting still for too long.
Likes: Chocolate, pretty girls, punk music, hats, art, flavored lip-gloss, sushi, her eyes, nature, climbing trees.
Dislikes: Rude people, being in closed spaces, rap music, stench.
Other: I'm not very proud of the history but I came up with this character literally on the spur of the moment, so please bare with me ... (also, it's like 1 in the flippin' morning)
Nickname: Cat
Gender: Female
Race: She's like a human cat, with retractable claws and the hint of fangs.
Nationality: German
Age: 16
Grade: 11th
Subject: (teachers) What do you teach?
Team: North
Room #: 201
Address: (teachers) Where do they live?
Orientation: Bisexual (she more leans toward the femmes, but their are some guys out there ...)
Appearance: Long silver blonde hair that's always tied back in a bun with a denim newsboy cap over it. Shockingly bright blue eyes that, up close, look similar to shattered glass, or water in a rushing stream, rosy cheeks, pale complexion and a petite slightly hour-glass figure. She's always wearing ripped up jeans ("destroyed" as her father so likes to call them) and a low cut tee with some cleveage (always!) showing.
Attitude: Sarcastic and playful, Alyss would be how a tough little alley cat femme would sound. She's more than always quiet, sitting in the back of the class, observing with those pretty little eyes of her's. When she speaks, it's always something smart and sometimes rude and at the same, you could never have a better friend. She'll always stick up for the under-dog and has her moments where she's positively delightful. Her voice is soft and smooth like velvet, when she's happy ... you can almost here her purring.
History: Originally born in England, she was abandon at a young age so it's never been clear what she actually is. She's certainly not human and that became clear to her adoptive parent when she was very young. Growing up in high society Tokyo, Alyss was spoiled rotten. She was a very disagreeable child, she didn't like to be told what to do and she'd bite you if she didn't like what you were doing. Her teeth were unusually sharp and her nails, when cut, would grow back within a 24 hour time span. Her father, though loved her, was at a loss of what to do and took her to at least a dozen specialists all having no idea what the little girl's problem was ...
Alyss's attitude only got worse as she grew older. She became a rebel at the age of six, telling the teacher to, "piss off" when it was nap time and getting into horrid fights with the boys (she'd scare the girls away by asking them to marry her.)
Alyss began noticing she was different probably around the age of nine. It wasn't just the attraction to girls, but she could flex her fingers and claws would shoot out, she could slide her tongue across her teeth and cut herself, she had bright blue eyes and silve hair when everyone else had black eyes and black hair. Alyss felt like an outcast, a weirdo. She became depressed and went inside herself. Her father though worried was thankful for the change in attitude. Alyss was quiet, respectful and wasn't getting into that many fights anymore ...
She turned 12 and Alyss was off again. She had discovered Tokyo's rockin' under-ground scene. The parties, the lights, the people! Kids with hues of blue and purple in their hair, contacts of lime green and silver, unbelievable punk music. Alyss had found a place where she belonged and she ruled there.
Alyss's father became increasingly worried, Alyss soon stopped coming home hardly at all, her education almost ceased altogether, her friends were troublesome, losers, druggies.
Help came at the mail-box one day. Alyss's father had stopped in on a whim, he never got mail but today, he had decided to check his box and sure enough, there was a letter. He opened it and gapped at it's context. A private boarding school .... wanting his, dare he say it, worthless daughter? The poor man could've jumped for joy. He rushed home and Alyss was packed and ready to go literally the next day ...
Strengths: For a girl, she's pretty damn strong and her sharp teeth and nails have yet to fail her. She's also very charming in that tough punk sorta way.
Weaknesses: Pretty girls, really loud noises (like smoke alarms), sitting still for too long.
Likes: Chocolate, pretty girls, punk music, hats, art, flavored lip-gloss, sushi, her eyes, nature, climbing trees.
Dislikes: Rude people, being in closed spaces, rap music, stench.
Other: I'm not very proud of the history but I came up with this character literally on the spur of the moment, so please bare with me ... (also, it's like 1 in the flippin' morning)
