Post by ono2 on Mar 14, 2013 7:25:06 GMT -6
[style=font-size:45px; font-family: wire one; letter-spacing: -1; color: B9FC6F; border-bottom: 1px white dotted; width: 500px;]COLA POTTER, catharticTitaness[/style]
[atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=cellspacing,10,bTable][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=width,110][atrb=width,500,bTable][style=height:100px;background-color:B9FC6F;width:100px;padding:5px; text-align:center;] [/style] | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=bgcolor,252525][atrb=style,padding:8px; color:dedede;] GUARDIAN FOR DIAN DUBOSE AGE 27 years old GENDER female SEXUALITY bi-sexual FROM earth TITLE COUSIN STRIFEKIND chemicalkind, watergunkind |
| [atrb=width,500,bTable][atrb=style,margin-top:-8px,btable][atrb=cellspacing,10,bTable][atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=bgcolor,252525][atrb=width,350][atrb=style,padding:10px; color:dedede;][style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]backstory[/style] ❧ Your name is Cola Potter and everybody else is stupid enough to wonder if that is your real name which is obviously not. No homo-sapien with the right amount of intelligence would name their child after a carbonated drink that can produce diabetes. ‘Cola’ is in fact just a nickname extracted from ‘Nicolas’, a name suitable for a boy and which you were assumed to be prior to your birth but whatever. Enough with this name nonsense, you are known by the name Cola and you have been known by that name in all of your twenty-seven years of living. Yes, you have been living your life that long already and to say that it’s full of parties and what not would be like telling someone that it snows in Egypt every afternoon. You were born to two loving parents on the night of their anniversary somewhere in the provinces of Sweden and your small family of three pretty much settled there for a good three years just to take a break from the stressful environment back in America. See your parents were like prodigies in their own areas. Like your dad for example; he’s a pretty known scientist but more in the bio and chemistry area and your mom is some professor in languages in one of the known universities worldwide. So yeah, being in the lime light is kind of stressful so they settled for the three year vacation in Sweden and there, you picked up a lot of stuff like the Swedish and English languages and the other stuff your mom teaches you and the basic things toddler’s learn when their at that age. But mostly, you take after your dad. Yeah, he never could have been prouder to see you watching the science channel and idolizing Einstein at such a young age. Moving on, after the short three years, you went back to America and spent the rest of your childhood there. Life was pretty much like that for awhile till it turned into your eleventh birthday where your mom and dad brought home a new addition to the place, your second cousin once removed, Dian Dubose. You parents never told you want happened to Dian’s parents but you assumed them dead since till this day, no one seems to be looking for her. Anyway, Dian was the little bundle that you were charged to take care of since you’ve been shipped off to Colorado to live in a building on a cliff and your parents would visit like once a month to see how things go and all. You didn’t know why but you just never pondered on the reason. Of course they had someone else paid to aid you with the needs to live there since you can’t really leave the little tyke alone and it pretty much left you just taking care of the baby and doing self studies with some of the books your dad sent you. Yeah, your parents are somewhat fucked up to assume you to be some Asian kid who can do all that stuff, lucky for them you’re just responsible, independent and mature in that age. So, your life was pretty much stuck like that for awhile; taking care of Dian and studying your ass to become a known chemist like your dad and only once in awhile did you ever have things happened to you. One of the few events that ever did pass was the time when your parents died and that left you to take care of Dian by your own, not that you don’t already but whatever. No problem. Challenged accepted. And so began your days working away in blood and sweat just to keep the two of you alive and even more so when you had to deal with your cousin’s health issues. Man, you can’t help but feel sorry for the lost of one of her legs and also somewhat guilty. Honest to god, you don’t even remember what happened and how it escalated to that point of amputation. Everything was a blur. Life went on again and you started teaching Dian a few stuff she needed to know in life while you aren’t too busy locking yourself in your own headquarters which wasn’t very often. However, you are proud to say that you did put some sense in her and every time you would remember, you’d give yourself a pat on the back. When you reached the age of twenty-three, some authority figures in your town deemed your living quarters unfit to be lived in and thus evicted you from your own home for your own safety. Of course you were outraged by this but nonetheless, complied with their demands. No, you don’t really have plans to get your ass in jail. Not when you have a physically challenged person to take care of. So you started looking for apartments near town but found them too expensive and unsatisfying for your taste and in the end, you moved to South Bend in Indiana in a small apartment good for the two of you. It was most likely at this point of your life where the party truly started. At first, your days are rarely spent at home due to the load of jobs you partook to keep you both alive but once your got a permanent job as a Radio DJ, you let yourself be a little loose with life; work hard and party harder as you put it. Though you don’t go every night, you do go once a week just give yourself the time to relax and socialize, to catch up with the things you missed during your teen years. It was during these times that you’ve been scouted by some big-shot photographer to be her model and you kind of agreed to her offer though it was only part time since you’re already hooked to your job as a radio personality. So yeah, life went on again and now, you’re pretty much living a busy life of a radio dj/model, a lover to your boss photographer and a guardian to your second cousin once removed. How do you do it? [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]home[/style] ❧ You live in a tiny apartment with your ward in South Bend somewhere in Indiana and it has what any standard living quarters has: bathroom, kitchen, living room and two bed rooms each for you and your ward. You don’t exactly know what Dian’s room looks like but you could really care less. Hey, even though you’re the authority figure of the house, you’re cool enough to lay off and not cross her own turf unless she’d explicitly told you so, in cases of emergencies or if there is the speculation that she’s on drugs or something. Not that you think so but hey this is America, shit happens. Moving on, your room happens to be quite clean and organized despite the lesser times you spend there since you have a girlfriend who likes your company and it includes the bed too. In any case, due to how much you fan over punk and rock bands and what not, some people often come to a conclusion that your room must be filled with a lot of posters and band CDs; well, it’s not. Your room is pretty simple with its baby green walls, dark colored floors, a single bed draped in the colors of red and gold placed by the window near the wall. Opposite to that is your varnished study table-slash-shelf filled with all the books that range from Hamlet to a standard science book for college. Yeah, even though you’ve led a new life, being a nerd doesn’t die that easily in you. Moving on, you also have a laptop and turquoise reading lamp shaped like a giraffe, it’s pretty cool but when you stare at it for long, it kinda gets creepy Beside it is your cabinet which is filled with clothes that are always in the range of the latest trends, courtesy of some fans of yours and your lover who likes to doll you up and spoil you rotten much to your embarrassment. Lastly, beside that is a hidden compartment; a retractable wall that when pulled down can be used as a table and reveal the little shelf with tools and chemicals you use when you venture into one of your science projects. So yeah, that’s about everything in your room. The rest are all the boring stuff and nobody would really like to read anything dull. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]typing style[/style] CT: You don't really have a typing quirk. CT: Well, actually you do but it's a slight commoner's quirk. CT: Meaning to say that you type in with correct grammar an punctuation most of the time but ten to use abbreviations when you fell like it. CT: This also includes your upper or lower cases, however that would vary on the situation. CT: If you were mad or excited, you type in all caps and your exclamation are extremely too many and if you want to emphasize something, you also use all caps. CT: And yes, you tend to drawl on some letters to show express your sarcasm and exaggerations. CT: You also have the tendency to use weird Japanese emoticons when you do use emoticons. CT: Which isn't that often anyway. CT: Lastly, you type in this shade. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]symbol[/style] ❧ Your symbol is a silhouette of a king’s crown in that is usual in the color of a darker bubblegum pink. However, that actually varies depending on what the color of your top is. Most of the time you are either seen wearing your white shirt with short folded sleeved or your sleeveless black top and both of the symbols in the center are in the shade of pink however, when you are wearing a different colored shirt, the silhouette color is changed to white. You don’t really have a special reason for your symbol. When you first saw it, it just felt somewhat right for you. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]fetch modus[/style] ❧ File Cabinet. Your fetch modus is probably one of the most simple and organized modus there is out there. The process is pretty simple where in you captchalogue your item into the fuchsia card and the said card would be place in on the bronze colored four drawer file cabinet in that would appear. It will be inserted depending on the name of the item; basically in alphabetical order. Withdrawing your item is also a simple task. You just have to look through in the alphabetized items you have and just pick your item. So it’s safe to say that you love this thing to death, never mind that other people frown upon its simplicity, you’d never trade your modus for anything in the world. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]powers & skills[/style] ❧ You have a few notable skills one of which is the intelligence you have for things especially in the area of science and history. Well, years of study could turn anyone into a genius with the time and dedication they have. Stemming from your intelligence, curiosity and fascination with the science, you have the talent of creating and experimenting with chemicals that vary from simple hair dyes and remedies to acidic and toxic substances. You also have a thing for remembering things due to your somewhat photographic memory, a pretty handy thing especially for your perfectionist tendency that demands that every detail be presented to you. You are also a polyglot due to your mother’s profession that gave you access to be taught numerous other languages; useful for traveling around the world and simply talking to foreign people. And there are also your guitar skills. You don’t really remember much as to how exactly did you come to know how to play other than influences from you co-workers and peer pressure. Alas, your survival skills. This is exactly the most vital of all your talents and it has kept you and Dian alive till today. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]quest[/style] ❧ You don't really have much of a quest in life other than raising Dian not to be a fucked up kid in the end, never mind that she is bi-gender. You're actually proud that she doesn't give a shit about other people's opinions. Also, you recently made it a goal of yours to break up with your girlfriend. As much as you love her, you're just not feeling the spark anymore. Which now leads you to your other goal, get on with someone else. Just a crush would do really. And lastly, keep yourself and your ward alive at all cost. Your top priority ever since you took the mantle for the two of you. | [atrb=width,150][atrb=valign,top][atrb=bgcolor,B9FC6F][atrb=style,color:252525; padding: 8px;][style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px #252525;]positive[/style] ❧ hard-working ❧ independent ❧ reliable ❧ open-minded ❧ talented ❧ creative ❧ classy ❧ intelligent ❧ selfless [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px #252525;]negative[/style] ❧ curious ❧ blunt ❧ overachiever ❧ perfectionist ❧ semi-emotionally detached ❧ sarcastic ❧ ignorant of things she dislike and find silly ❧ semi-elitist ❧ rebellious [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px #252525;]interests[/style] ❧ science and history [/style]❧ experimenting and creating ❧ hair dyes ❧ entertainment ❧ punk and rock bands ❧ anything/one eccentric and out of the box |
| [cs=2][atrb=bgcolor,252525][atrb=style,padding:8px; color: dedede; font-family: dosis; font-size: 10px; text-align: center]ADVENTURE TIME, PRINCESS BUBBLEGUM as COLA POTTER made by ONOKAMI. |
