Post by Norma-Jean Bernstein on Dec 29, 2010 21:30:35 GMT -8
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[/center]I remain just one thing, and one thing only, and that is a clown. It places me on a far higher plane than any politician.
Personal ★ Information,
★ AGE: Twenty
★ GENDER: Female
★ SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Heterosexual
★ HEIGHT: 5’4
★ WEIGHT: 145
★ JOB: Pastry Chef, Borders Cafe Seller, ect.
★ RACE: Half-Vampire
★ FACTION: Sisters of the Blood
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Your ★ Beauty,
Appearance,
'Old-fashioned' is a fine utterance to illustrate much of her overall appearance. Her face is an encompassing heart shape with vaguely rounded cheeks. Her crimson lips are reasonably full making engaging smiles quite the quirky sight. To go with her baby-like qualities, she has a miniature button nose to give her plump looks a more childish feel. Her dark golden eyebrows are riotously significant. Her hazel orbs are embellished with heavy lashes and the irises that compliment them are a shade lighter. Although she is annoyingly cutesy, her clothes are always very plain with nothing to spice up her chubby curves. Greeted with a generally unsurprising peachy skin tone, Burke every now and then stands out against the majority of citizens with her burgundy polka-dotted dress and passionate fuzzy dirty-blonde hair.
For the most part, the main humdrum of her classical features would have to be her humble height. Being a little on the curvy side she is inclined to look stout and chunky. She stands at a just barely smaller than average five foot, four inches. She has what you would call a full bust and a waist that looks like it’s been stuffed in a corset for way too long and her lower body only broadens with the time. She’s not what you would describe as model material! She has a tendency to overeat because she frequently assaults the bakery with her teeth and amazing appetite.
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LIKES +
★ BAKING!
★ DREAMING!
★ OVER-ANALYZING!
★ SNIFFING GASOLINE!
★ WATCHING SILENT FILMS!
★ EATING!
★ PLAYING WITH HOUSEHOLD ITEMS, NEVER HAD TOYS!
★ IMMATURE HUMOR!
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DISLIKES -
★ BEING THOUGHT OF AS IGNORANT!
★ VEGETABLES!
★ FEEDING ON PEOPLE!
★ HORROR MOVIES!
★ GOSSIP, TERRIBLE FICTIONAL TALES, AND SUPERSTITION! (SINCE SHE BELIEVES EVERYTHING)
★ DEVELOPING PHOBIAS, SOMETHING SHE'S VERY PRONE TO!
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POSITIVE TRAITS +
★ AFFECTIONATE!
★ IMAGINATIVE!
★ CARING!
★ CREATIVE!
★ TRUTHFUL!
★ COMICAL!
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NEGATIVE TRAITS -
★ CONTRADICTS HERSELF OFTEN!
★ GUILLABLE & WILL BELIEVE ALMOST ANYTHING SINCE SHE'S BEEN STUCK IN HER ROOM FOR MOST OF HER LIFE!
★ EASILY MADE FEARFUL, INCLINED TO GET PHOBIAS!
★ OVER-ANALYZES!
★ JUMPY, EASILY MADE EXCITABLE OVER NOTHING! ALSO HAPPENS TO BE INCREDIBLY SHELTERED.
★ EASILY DISTRACTED, HAS THE ATTENTION SPAN OF A GOLDFISH!
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OVERALL PERSONALITY
Because of her ignorance, she is a little dependant on people’s words and her own ideals. Her standards are based off of things she’s imagined, not seen, and so causes her to appear dim-witted, slow or just unintelligent at times. But in the light of things she can be easy-going, enjoyable, and even charming if granted the freedom to express herself. She takes offense to being called ignorant because she knows deep inside that she considers herself so for her background and lack of control over life. Although she is generally negative when it comes to her brains and wit, she holds more of a positive spark that seems to shine through by the way of quirky smiles, random winks, and bouncy steps.
There are disadvantages, however, to her saccharine views of the world. She believes too willingly, can be made fearful of almost anything if given enough reason to show apprehension, and can take things far too seriously if such things are taken to great heights. Burke does things that are considered awkward to the society, for example, stare at things for long periods of time and ponder whether or not they will sprout wings and do the flamenco on an old man's head. She also likes to talk to inanimate objects, occasionally, when incredibly bored. In addition to that she has the habit of stopping at every gas station to inhale the fumes -- she thinks the smell is just lovely! If she can't do that, she will play with her food instead.
It is obvious she takes pleasure in the smallest things that bring about a grand blur of emotions for her. For instance, she is excitable with almost anything and anyone. When she goes to work at the book store she always talks to people in her shrill happy voice about the things she finds in hopes that they too will share her interests. She also gets easily excited when good things happen to other people -- even if it's just some person getting a birthday party. She'll jump and make a scene, squealing till an ear or two pops. Because of this impulsive trait, people get understandably annoyed with her and always make their way to the exit when she isn't looking. If this should happen she is easily made upset and will stalk that person with a giant pout until the person apologizes -- as childish as this seems, stupid too, since she could be asked to get a restraining order.
The powder puff can, luckily enough, get distracted on the way and leave the object of her fury alone. This doesn't help with her goals and ambitions -- if she has any --- in any way. She does have one small dream, really, and that is to one day be able to afford, get a porcelain doll or a fluffy puppy. You see, she doesn't have much money, so what she does in her spare time is window shop! Yes, always staring at the displays with big, round eyes. She loves many things, but toys are her main interest. In her youth she never had any toys --- not that she minded --- to play with. If not toys . . . she tends to visit the pet shop.
She's still in development since this application will be updated regularly even after acceptance. You learn new things about your character with the time. C: For now, however, she's done.
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Background ★ Info,
History,
December 15, 1990 up until the next seven years of her childhood life is a smidgen indistinct – family gatherings of grand personal value are all she can remember. Burke, being the child of the ghetto, and undoubtedly still treated like one to this very day, has always been around poverty-stricken individuals. Burke grew up in the ghetto where her timid father raised her carefully by hand, not new to tragedies since the abandonment of her human mother. She didn’t spend much time dwelling in something she had not seen herself, for she could not afford to cry over spilled milk. In fact, she was a relatively happy and well adjusted child, so far away from the ideals of family. After all, her neighbors were her friends, and because the hours were long the tight group would nestle together on cold nights to enjoy a good story told by happy drunks and sober dames. This was something she had always enjoyed, but with the time their stories went from the comical incidents of reality to the ignorance of imagined superstition.
Little Kiwi, however, wasn’t expecting her mind's eye to wander off so fast. One cheerful night she went to visit her friendly neighbors for another gathering since her father was out working. The New York halfling, never having been around many vampires other than her father, was told they were monsters, never to acknowledge the as asinine nature of old-time, washed out horror movies that simply romanticized the vampire as being nothing more than blood-sucking creatures of the night. Not one to enable the powers of common sense she went on fearing herself and her own father, who happened to be the most timid man alive. It was a wonder how her mother even married him. It took him possibly ten years before he had the audacity to kiss her! This fear eventually grew to the point where she had tried desperately to acknowledge her human traits more than her otherworldly qualities. This inspired her imagination to grow, and, well, that in general helped her pretend that the things she feared never existed.
Foolish, a small section of her life had been erased of any supernatural ability, leaving her untrained in self-control. Not to say she is a Dr. Jackal and Mr. Hyde character! She’s merely inadequate in acknowledging her benefits. If anything, she’s more human than vampire . . . which is a tad embarrassing – so embarrassing – because of her unhealthy diet she had to ask her father how to feed off of humans, donors that she hoped were willing – she knew not how it was done in spite of the fact she had plenty of references for that. But she had strayed from such references so long ago that she had forgotten how to do the even the most simplest of things. This was obviously a desperate move. Then again, she did starve herself of blood for nearly sixteen years – no big whoop, right? She never learned to properly hunt so her father knew of a clan she could join that did not require such abilities. This helped to quell her fear of them, for she was in the presence of people much like herself. Another positive detail was that her ideas of her race were merely inaccuracies!
All those years she wasted hiding up in her room encouraged her to break away from all the introversion and into the extroversion. She was able to do many things because of her spare time, like, copy dance moves off of famous stars in musical films. Discover Betty Crocker, the Pilsbury Doughboy – ok, in other words, find her greatest passion: baking!
Pathetically enough, she never went to school because of her silly little phobia and since her father was never very assertive the poor girl remained ultimately dependent on her imagination. So filled with false information, opinions, and superstition she could not have had an IQ past the average number – actually, it was below average.
So with that said, she was understandably ashamed of herself and so decided, why not get a GED? It took her six months to get her diploma because she had to work on and off. She’s now contemplating what she’ll major in! Oh, so many possibilities! She’s still making her life, and, uh, sadly enough she still lives with her father. Don’t think she’s a bum! She has quite a few jobs to help keep that place afloat!
Oh -- and where does the name Kiwi come from? Well, she used to play with fruits since she didn't have any toys to entertain herself with. ._. Kiwis were her choice because of their soft, fuzzy nature.
★Circumstances of Transformation/Discovery: Once upon a time, there was a very timid man-vamp who fell in love with a hu-woman. They made like the bees and the birds and out came a fuzzy fruit nicknamed Kiwi. C:
★Circumstances of Faction Initiation: INFO HERE; It was mentioned briefly in her history, but if you need more info just let me know!
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The ★ Puppeteer,
★ WHAT SHOULD WE CALL YOU? Claudia! C:
★ HOW TO CONTACT YOU?
C: KAI KNOWZ MAH MSN!
★ HOW DID YOU FIND US? KAI!
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FACE CLAIM
[color=e10e3f]★[/color] [b]TEMPLE, SHIRLEY[/b], [s]BURKE "KIWI" WAYWRIGHT[/s]
The ★ Copyright,
Rosen Nocturne Kai & Kiare.♥
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