Post by Kirsty Pattinson on Jun 22, 2010 13:28:48 GMT -5
Full Name: Kirsty Isabella Pattinson
Nicknames/Aliases: Kirst, K, Pattz.
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Nationality: American
Age: 19
Grade/Class: College Freshman
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 112lbs
Eye Color: Icy blue.
Hair Color: Chestnut brown but dyed black.
Appearance: How can I describe myself? I'm not what you'd call a beautiful girl, I mean, I'm alright as far as punk girls go. My hair is my favorite feature, dyed black it falls just below my shoulders.
I look a damn sight better than I used to be, my hair was blood red and my make-up was minimal.
But now I'm a huge fan of make-up as anyone who's met me can tell, my icy blue eyes are usually surrounded with either neon pink eyeshadow and black liquid eyeliner or multi-colored eyeshadow and black liquid eyeliner.
My full pink lips are never seen without their coating of blood red lipstick, more often than not a cigarette can be seen protruding through my crimson lips.
My pale white skin usually stands out more when I dust red blusher over my cheekbones, some may call my make-up extreme but that's what makes it so effective.
My clothing of choice is usually 70's in feeling, my favorite clothes are usually my fishnet tights, my red, plaid Sin and Infamy mini skirt, I wear white tank-tops that are a few sizes too big, usually covered in designs of classic 70's rock bands, my favorites being the likes of The Clash, Siouxsie & the Banshees and The Sex Pistols.
On my size 6 1/2 feet I wear my Deviant 205 Canvas Mid calf boots, yes I wear a lot of plaid, but no one's ever complained about it before, so why should I care?
I have five different piercings, two on each ear lobe and one at the top of my right ear.
Personality: Over the last year my personality has changed drastically, I’ve gone from being a self-pitying, depressed, vulnerable child and am now a strong, independent woman. I've been told many times before that I have somewhat of an attitude, more often by teachers, I hate being told what to do. I make my own rules, but then again, rules are made to be broken.
I'm the type of person who likes to speak now, think later, something which in the past has got me into most of my fights.
Part of my personality is being seductive, if you've got the confidence to do it then flaunt it.
I tend to befriend the people who are similar to myself in personality, I can't stand the goody goody, butter wouldn't melt kids. Nine times out of ten they will be the type of people more likely to have a psychotic breakdown.
People usually take advantage of my personality, not that it bothers me. I like to listen to 70's rock music, my favorite band being the Sex Pistols and my favorite song being Pretty Vacant.
Fighting Style: My fighting style has often been compared to that of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, something that people have been beaten up for saying, I'm not now and nor will I ever run around stabbing things with a stick. That's what a knives are for.
I have no particular fighting style, I just flow with the fight, I take every part as it comes. I have been known to be quite gymnastic, using vaulting, cartwheels, hand stands and many others. I tend to think a lot about my next moves.
Personal Weaknesses: Me, weak? I don't have any weaknesses, ok, ok, if I had to say anything it would probably be the fact that I think too much about my own moves and not enough about the other persons, which is usually where most of my injuries come from.
I also have a habit of holding a grudge much longer than I should, making it almost impossible for me to think of anything else until I've gotten my revenge. It becomes an addiction, an obsession for me.
Personal Strengths: I've been known to be very defensive of the very few people that I do care about. But I have the strength to distance myself from people, that's why I spend so much time with people who are either unconscious, sexed up or drugged up. I'm able to deal better with people who I don't know, rather than people I know, it saves me gaining an emotional attachment to anyone.
History: After moving from California at the age of 3, I was living in Phoenix, Arizona, although the family happiness didn’t last very long. My family’s house got caught up in a fire, thankfully I’d opted to stay at a friends for the night, mom and dad were killed and my 16 year old brother Jasper received 35% burns to his body. I was seven.
We managed to pick up the pieces and carry on with our lives until I began to pick fights at school, I was the unfortunate target of the school bullies, so in a bid to save myself I began to fist fight.
When my 16th birthday came, 25-year-old Jasper decided enough was enough and moved us to New York. After living there for only a matter of days, I was pleased to discover that Jasper was finally able to follow his dream of becoming an artist but unfortunately his life was cut short when only at the age of 26, he was killed in a car crash that put me in a coma for three weeks.
After the accident I refused to go into a foster home, I said I could look after myself, so I moved back to my apartment alone. Every so often social services popping in to check on her, eight long months later, I was drinking heavily but managed to kick the habit.
After attending PHS #552 for a year, I graduated, unsure about where I should go. After drifting for several months, I found an apartment in San Diego and finally set my sights on PHS #774.
Stats:
Strength(STR): 15
Dexterity(DEX): 15
Constitution(CON): 11
Wisdom(WIS): 13
Intelligence(INT): 16
Charisma(CHA): 20
The Bio Approval Code Phrase: It must be made of something weak......like Raditz
Nicknames/Aliases: Kirst, K, Pattz.
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Nationality: American
Age: 19
Grade/Class: College Freshman
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 112lbs
Eye Color: Icy blue.
Hair Color: Chestnut brown but dyed black.
Appearance: How can I describe myself? I'm not what you'd call a beautiful girl, I mean, I'm alright as far as punk girls go. My hair is my favorite feature, dyed black it falls just below my shoulders.
I look a damn sight better than I used to be, my hair was blood red and my make-up was minimal.
But now I'm a huge fan of make-up as anyone who's met me can tell, my icy blue eyes are usually surrounded with either neon pink eyeshadow and black liquid eyeliner or multi-colored eyeshadow and black liquid eyeliner.
My full pink lips are never seen without their coating of blood red lipstick, more often than not a cigarette can be seen protruding through my crimson lips.
My pale white skin usually stands out more when I dust red blusher over my cheekbones, some may call my make-up extreme but that's what makes it so effective.
My clothing of choice is usually 70's in feeling, my favorite clothes are usually my fishnet tights, my red, plaid Sin and Infamy mini skirt, I wear white tank-tops that are a few sizes too big, usually covered in designs of classic 70's rock bands, my favorites being the likes of The Clash, Siouxsie & the Banshees and The Sex Pistols.
On my size 6 1/2 feet I wear my Deviant 205 Canvas Mid calf boots, yes I wear a lot of plaid, but no one's ever complained about it before, so why should I care?
I have five different piercings, two on each ear lobe and one at the top of my right ear.
Personality: Over the last year my personality has changed drastically, I’ve gone from being a self-pitying, depressed, vulnerable child and am now a strong, independent woman. I've been told many times before that I have somewhat of an attitude, more often by teachers, I hate being told what to do. I make my own rules, but then again, rules are made to be broken.
I'm the type of person who likes to speak now, think later, something which in the past has got me into most of my fights.
Part of my personality is being seductive, if you've got the confidence to do it then flaunt it.
I tend to befriend the people who are similar to myself in personality, I can't stand the goody goody, butter wouldn't melt kids. Nine times out of ten they will be the type of people more likely to have a psychotic breakdown.
People usually take advantage of my personality, not that it bothers me. I like to listen to 70's rock music, my favorite band being the Sex Pistols and my favorite song being Pretty Vacant.
Fighting Style: My fighting style has often been compared to that of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, something that people have been beaten up for saying, I'm not now and nor will I ever run around stabbing things with a stick. That's what a knives are for.
I have no particular fighting style, I just flow with the fight, I take every part as it comes. I have been known to be quite gymnastic, using vaulting, cartwheels, hand stands and many others. I tend to think a lot about my next moves.
Personal Weaknesses: Me, weak? I don't have any weaknesses, ok, ok, if I had to say anything it would probably be the fact that I think too much about my own moves and not enough about the other persons, which is usually where most of my injuries come from.
I also have a habit of holding a grudge much longer than I should, making it almost impossible for me to think of anything else until I've gotten my revenge. It becomes an addiction, an obsession for me.
Personal Strengths: I've been known to be very defensive of the very few people that I do care about. But I have the strength to distance myself from people, that's why I spend so much time with people who are either unconscious, sexed up or drugged up. I'm able to deal better with people who I don't know, rather than people I know, it saves me gaining an emotional attachment to anyone.
History: After moving from California at the age of 3, I was living in Phoenix, Arizona, although the family happiness didn’t last very long. My family’s house got caught up in a fire, thankfully I’d opted to stay at a friends for the night, mom and dad were killed and my 16 year old brother Jasper received 35% burns to his body. I was seven.
We managed to pick up the pieces and carry on with our lives until I began to pick fights at school, I was the unfortunate target of the school bullies, so in a bid to save myself I began to fist fight.
When my 16th birthday came, 25-year-old Jasper decided enough was enough and moved us to New York. After living there for only a matter of days, I was pleased to discover that Jasper was finally able to follow his dream of becoming an artist but unfortunately his life was cut short when only at the age of 26, he was killed in a car crash that put me in a coma for three weeks.
After the accident I refused to go into a foster home, I said I could look after myself, so I moved back to my apartment alone. Every so often social services popping in to check on her, eight long months later, I was drinking heavily but managed to kick the habit.
After attending PHS #552 for a year, I graduated, unsure about where I should go. After drifting for several months, I found an apartment in San Diego and finally set my sights on PHS #774.
Stats:
Strength(STR): 15
Dexterity(DEX): 15
Constitution(CON): 11
Wisdom(WIS): 13
Intelligence(INT): 16
Charisma(CHA): 20
The Bio Approval Code Phrase: It must be made of something weak......like Raditz
