Post by Aleece Fontecilla on May 11, 2010 10:31:39 GMT -5
Vitals
Nickname(s):Alice
Age/Grade: 17
Birthday:26Sept
Place of Birth:California
Ethnicity: Chilean
Height: 5’3”
Weight: 124
Blood type:B-
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Sexuality: Bisexual
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Persona
Aleece feels that brain over brawn is a better way to go, so if you need a solution just e- mail her…she’ll be sure to get back to you soon, but it won’t come without a cost. She has a knack for remembering numbers, names, and information at first glance and has a particular fondness for puzzles. So if something is intriguing and poses a challenge (intellectually of course) she will be eager to pick it apart to get an answer.
Mentality:Sharp, quick witted and a fast learner
Ideal: ~Morality is the best of all devices for leading mankind by the nose.
Belief: ~A man must not swallow more beliefs than he can digest.
Hobbies: being on her computer, or exercising
Talents: Hacking
Favorite things: see above
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Aesthetics
She has an oval shaped face, a strong jaw line that almost borders on being to harsh, with high cheekbones, and a narrow straight nose that is not too long to be considered awkward. Aleece’s lips are thin but with a natural pout. All of her rather exotic features are framed by long dark brown hair that falls in waves to just below her shoulders.
Aleece’s skin tone is constantly a dark olive, which leaves her looking tan all year round thanks to her Chilean ethnicity. Despite her rather sharp appearance something about the combination of her inherited looks leaves her looking arduously feminine. When she is given reason to smile it softens her severe look and shows off the dimples on either cheeks.
Aleece’s fashion…or the lack there of is not something she really ever takes into consideration. But if you happen to catch her out room and running around outside of school you would see her more then likely in faded denim low rider pants, and a designed band tee shirt. She prides herself on having probably the worlds largest hoodie collection known to man, and often wears Henley’s (just to change it up of course.)
She thrives on comfort and will settle for nothing less. She has had the same pair of sneakers for three years now and refuses to cater to get a new pair of Adidas, which she will be quick to defend, are the most comfortable footwear on the planet.
Of course there are a few formal pieces In Aleece’s closet, but don’t expect to find her wearing a skirt anytime soon. She wouldn’t call her fashion tomboyish, she does like to wear shades of pink on occasion, but it is rare to catch a peek of her legs showed off in a dress and heels. [/ul]
Combat
Years Practiced: 2 years
Description: Aleece is still something of an amateur as a fighter, but you wouldn't be able to tell that from her records. Having going to a military academy she learned the mandatory basics level of C.Q.C., and off the record her... 'friend' Ari taught her a few things and set her to training through out the time between schools, who was instilling some effective Krav Maga techniques into her muscle memory. The more simple things can sometimes be the most effective, and Ari continually pounds the idea of 'cheap shots' into her mind, reminding her that a fight is always life and death without exception.
To make up for her lack of skills, Aleece is a fast runner, in other words quick on her feet, and dexterous. It is the only sort of work out she enjoys and it has proven to get her out of nasty little situations on more then one occasion.
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History
Through hard work and ambition Eloy quickly found stability for his family by managing the Embassy Suites in La Jolla, California. With the arrival of Aleece it seemed the family could was set, living the modest suburbs, the comfortable life style allowing Genoveva to raise her children as a homemaker. Nothing about the Fontecilla’s life could be called anything amazingly…extraordinary, or exciting, but it was something worth living, with opportunities available that wouldn’t have previously been there in Chile.
Three years after Aleece, came little and quite adorable, Adriana. Predictably the focus left her and was from there mainly on her older brother and new baby sister. It didn’t take long for Aleeca to build a have a small inferiority complex, feeling like she could never be as endearing as Addy or as successful as Leo.
With her dry wit and a rather off putting disposition, Aleece soon became absorbed in studying, picking up anything she could learn in, but found quick interest in games. (Making friends has never been an easy task) Puzzles to be more specific. Anything to do with words or numbers, or even as going as far as to try and figure out the ending of a book before she actually finished.
It soon became an obsession…this need to unravel and figure out.
When the source to her entertainment ran out, and demanded even more challenging twists she turned to the Internet. From there it became apparent her quick learning made it easy to pick up writing codes, programs…even hacking systems. Virtually her world was endless, new challenges new puzzles, and new things to figure out literally on a daily basis.
But it was because she didn’t know of anything else she could do that posed a problem all together…
If there was one thing Aleece doesn’t like it was having something she can’t solve. And she was much to independent and proud to ask anything of her family then what she was already getting. The solution presented itself in the form of the military. ROTC training was perfect for her and her needs, providing training to further her in places she couldn’t and open her to opportunities she wouldn’t have other wised been privy to, to begin with.
Aside from the formal military training and her tendency to be rather lazy it became ideal, making her even more self-sufficient. Aleece, only made it through one year of enrollment at the Henry Knox, and it all didn’t go as smoothly as she would have liked or even planned. From almost the beginning she became painstakingly aware of how things…worked. The corporal punishment system, a thing she tried to avoid until she couldn’t any longer.
A brief mishap landed her – and a boy her age, Ari Haswari in hot water with the headmaster of the private establishment in Chula Vista in what seemed to be some sort of new spin on how to control their students without the use of pillars within the student body. Although she wasn’t physically harmed, the mental aspect of the entire situation she had gotten mixed up into unwittingly spurred her forward with a cause from that day on. She was going to take down the system in anyway she could. Relationship wise she found herself fumbling about and trying to figure out the person who had seemingly dragged her into the sort of mess she didn’t want from the beginning. Ari was a rather intriguing individual and someone she couldn’t seem to leave alone – growing close to rather quickly despite the rocky beginnings.
Aleece knew that she wasn’t the strongest, or fastest, in fact she hated fighting all together so her strengths laid in her smarts. She just couldn’t believe that the general public and the families of these kids didn’t care…but it was her understanding that what happened inside the walls of the school were never heard about. Like one would expect there were different views on everything, that the system worked that it was needed and then there was the ones that knew it didn’t and of course the people that just wanted to see it all burn, for the hell of it.
However, the pivotal turning point in Aleece’s world was during one incident where she realized her insignificance, or actual power to do anything. The way the perpetrator had attacked her on the closed campus of all place, and left her had gotten that message across clearly. After the momentous event she had gone through several different things, one being to heal, the other was to do something about it. Which she did, given time, and pushed by Ari into training at her request.
Without her parents knowing she moved from the dorms of the school into an apartment, living on Ari’s questionable income. However she never went back to school unless she was made to for classes and she never went unless she had someone with her. After her experience on the school grounds and having nothing done about it, it became evident her own well-being would have to be taken care of on her own accord. So – call it overly paranoid or just cautious she didn’t even inform her parents of the move, and it only took a few moments of hacking the schools computers to change a bit of information.
For the half year that followed Aleece did all she could with Ari’s help to learn to better defend herself, and he even went as far as to get an extra precautionary measure - a guard dog who he had her name, and she did – King. Aleece lost interest in bringing down the system so much as she became hell bent on killing the dirt bag that had done what he had to her. It took little to no effort to learn his name, that he had actually gone to her school, from there it was only a matter of time and Ari’s support till she got at him for what she had been put through.
One thing was for sure, Aleece was no longer the sort of indecisive naïve girl she had been a few months prior.
Nonetheless - there was no way, with the weight of everything going on, with a few unexpected deaths (speculated murders) and her own trials through the entire year, that the school could be sustainable, and finally collapsed under itself.
There was nothing left except for to be transferred to another school, a new place - a public school this time, her goals changing again and forming to suit what she’d need. Aleece just hopes that it will be a better experience, but somehow knows that things will be no different, no matter if it’s just a different scene.
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Living Status Information
Roommates: N/A
Cases Against the Students: 0
Cases Against the Teachers: 0
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Stats
Dexterity:15
Constitution:15
Intelligence:30
Wisdom:10
Charisma:10
The Bio Approval Code Phrase: "Must be made of something weak...like Raditz.".[/ul]
