Post by Bloodlust on Jul 6, 2010 11:02:37 GMT -5
Name: Kylie Moonshine
Nickname: Bloodlust
Age: 22
Nationality: Dutch
Race: Superhuman
Face Claim: Simone Simons
Height: 5'6
Build: Lean
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Red
Hair Style: Long and Straight
Clothing Style: Black and killer like
Demeanor: Angry
Likes:
- Blood
- Sex
- Knives
- Being Bitchy
- Trouble
Dislikes:
- Good guys
- Classical Music
- Clean Kills (Though she will do them if she has to)
- The color pink
- People Crying
Skills:
- Can work with knives
- Intimidating people
- Fighting
Flaws:
- Too confident
- Bad temper
- Careless
Brief Description:
Kylie is, in one single word: bitchy. She downtalks at everyone, except for The Raven. She doesn't even pretend to care about other people, and is only in it for herself and Mason. She loves seeing blood, and cannot stand to live a day without seeing it. So much so that she would cut herself. People have a tendency to say she's a little bit messed up in the brain, but if anyone told her that, she'd let them meet her knife, after inflicting some sort of pain on them. She's also very flirty when she needs to lure the victims, and that's something she can quickly turn on or off.
Serial Number: 02-BLDLUST
Codename: Bloodlust
Allegiance: Evil
Powers:
- Sense of Fear
- Hears Heartbeats
- Kiss of Death--She can kiss anywhere and kill someone at her own will.
Weaknesses: # Her love for The Raven (can be)
# Has a temper
# Her impatience
Mother: Moriana Moonshine-deceased
Father: Sether Moonshine-deceased
Siblings: Kristie Moonshine-Location unknown
Other Family:
Significant Other: Raven (Later)
Children: None
Brief Description:
Kylie was born to Moriana and Sether Moonshine, along with Kristie, her twin sister. The sisters were inseparable all through school, and Kylie would kick anyone's butt that messed with her sister. They grew in a town, much like everyone else. Though, her parents always found entertainment in abusing her, both physically and sexually. Kristie too. Finally, they decided to move, and Kylie and Kristie both thought the move would make things better. It didn't change their situation, though something did change. Kylie was the one who changed.
Kylie and Kristie were on their way home from school--their Senior Year--when someone grabbed Kristie. Kylie tried stopping them until he had plunged a knife into Kristie's arm. It captivated Kylie's attention and she wasn't sure why. She still kicked the man's ass, but nothing was the same again.
Kristie new it, too, as it seemed that Kylie enjoyed it. They had an argument, and when Kristie blabbed to their parents, Kylie had but one choice. She killed their parents, so she couldn't get abused again about this. She knocked her sister out, having a soft spot for her sibling. She left her there, and walked away.
Someone had seen her and decided to take her to the lab, where she had stayed until everything happened and she was freed, having no recollection of anything.
Anything Else: Her serial number is tattooed on her hip.
Cass kept on working through her late night lunch break, getting her mind off of what had recently happened. She had never been paralyzed before, and then she was. She shook her head as she poured another drink for someone and headed back to the counter.
Cass didn't have much time to react when a hand grabbed her and pulled her to the man. She instantly froze when she was pulled onto his lap. "I think it's about time you took a break from all that running around." Cass pulled herself away from him and spilled his drink all over his lap. "No, I think I'm good, thanks." She started to walk away when he grabbed her arm and pulled her back to him. "You're beginning to piss me off, lady. Don't make me get your boss."
Cass gave him a determined look and said, "Really? You want to be a child like person and complain to the boss? I didn't peg you for the type." Cass shrugged his hands off of her and walked away.
It only took two seconds. Someone shouted, "Look out!" and Cass felt pain in her abdomen after hearing a shot being rung out. Her eyes widened as she fell to the ground and looked up. The man stood over her and said, "That's no way to talk to me, lady! Remember that." He walked off.
Cass forced herself to stand up and went into the back alley. Gasping for breath now, and holding the bleeding wound with her hand, she quickly dialed Ty's cell phone. Cass started coughing as she leaned against the wall and slid down...