Post by Nyra Orphus on May 15, 2013 20:55:46 GMT -6
[style=font-size:45px; font-family: wire one; letter-spacing: -1; color: B9FC6F; border-bottom: 1px white dotted; width: 500px;]Nyra Orphus, destinedCalamity[/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 RAKO AGE 27 GENDER Female SEXUALITY Demisexual FROM earth TITLE ASSISTANT STRIFEKIND knifekind |
| [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 Nyra, and as you obviously know, you are a big city girl. You grew up in the heart of detroit DETROIT, and it was not safe. But that didn’t mean it wasn’t fun. You actually loved the thrill of living in a big city, and could never imagine not being around sirens and the normal hustle and bustle that never seems to end. You had been in the foster care system for as long as you could remember. You seemed to switch homes quite often, and ever really got to know anyone. It affected you a lot, making ties to people, or anything in that matter, never entered into the mix. Sure, you loved your first few parents, but once you hit 14 you were stuck with an awful couple. For about a year and a half you lived with them, and every day was torture. Why? Because they were perfect. The walls were white, the carpets were clean. There wasn’t a smudge anywhere, not even in the oven. An you could never be that perfect. The couple tried and tried to make you perfect though. They told you exactly what to do, when to do it, and how. You went along with it for a few months, keeping your room clean, braiding your hair back into perfect plaits, keeping perfect grades. But it just didn’t feel right. Slowly you began to rebel. You started by dropping your grades from As to B-s. You stopped braiding your hair and let it run wild. Slowly, ever so slowly, you began to break apart. Finally you just outright acted against them. Refused to do anything, stayed out late, never told them where you were going, anything that would get on their nerves. Hell, you were kicked out of their house faster than you could say the f-bomb. That was when you started speeding through the homes. No one kept you for much longer than a school year, and each year you were switching schools since no one bothered to try and keep you in the school district. You didn’t have friends, but instead found solace in your music. At 15 you had nicked a cd player and quite a few different cds - your favorites turned out to be rock and punk-esque music. It filled every minute of your day, even in class. Teachers hated you for never paying attention, and yet seeming to do perfectly fine in class. They didn’t understand, but that didn’t matter. There was little you cared about by then. You can’t say you were a very pure teen, but who was? Especially not where you lived, no one could be societies’ definition of pure, and that was okay. You loved being rebellious. Getting into trouble seemed to be the only thing you did right. It devastated every foster home you got sent to. You never liked any of them anyways, and you were cool with that. They we, you’re just distractions, because you knew one day you’d be nowhere near them. Where exactly you had no idea, but it wasn’t detroit. You have to admit, you are sort of disappointed with your younger self. You made a bunch of bad decisions, affiliated yourself with a bad crowd, and you did questionable things with questionable people (sex, smoking, alcohol). But you don’t think you would have acted any other way, there didn’t seem to be an option. However, you could have separated yourself a bit more, that would have saved you from a year in jail. Yeah, sucks didn't it? A long story short, you didn’t have the best boyfriend and he left you to the cops and a year in jail - we won't go into the details, I know you are very touchy about this. In any event, you cleaned your act up, got tattoo cover up, and found yourself as a young prodigy’s personal assistant. It was a bit of a surprise, but hey, you love your job, and the kid is a real... sweet heart too. You wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to her, even if the two of you don’t always agree. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]home[/style] ❧ A small apartment not too far away from the theater. It's small and homey, and she loves it, with blue tinted walls and dark furniture. Her room is covered in her old band posters. She also has a room set up for Rako in case she ever needs to sleep there. She spends her life there sometimes, but a majority of the time she is in the theater helping Rako, shuffling paperwork, etc etc. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]typing style[/style] ❧ CD: she doesn really care much CD: often drops tees at the end of the words CD: no capitalization and rarely ' or end punctuation CD: and if the soun isn really pronounced she doesn type [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]symbol[/style] ❧ noladecals.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/fleur-de-lis-style-11-450x450.jpg similar to her tattoo [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]fetch modus[/style] ❧ Decibles Hurt: for her to receive any item she has to withstand listening to a note. The amount of time and how bad it sounds to the ears depends on how important the item is. If she hits the panic button it gets ejected at a high velocity. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]powers & skills[/style] ❧ She has a great knack for getting what she wants. Knows how to handle knives extremely well. Can play the bass [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]quest[/style] ❧ Keep Rako’s career going better than hers did. Make sure Rako won’t fall off a cliff or something thanks to her blindness | [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] ❧ Nearly fearless ❧ Organized ❧ Persuasive ❧ Bold ❧ Out going [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px #252525;]negative[/style] ❧ doesn’t care to a problematic point sometimes ❧ Bad history ❧ Nosey ❧ Distracted ❧ Awful with sciency shit [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px #252525;]interests[/style] ❧ Fencing/Had a way with knives earlier [/style]❧ Tattoos (she really shouldn’t get another) ❧ Travel ❧ Running ❧ Reading |
| [cs=2][atrb=bgcolor,252525][atrb=style,padding:8px; color: dedede; font-family: dosis; font-size: 10px; text-align: center]Souko Kirihara as Nyra made by Treble. |
