Post by Kalina Beauvais on Jul 22, 2006 10:09:17 GMT -5
Codeword: Pirates
Full Name: Kalina Catalain Adelle Beauvais
Nicknames: Kali, Punk Ass Client
Codename: Isolez
Age: Sixteen
DoB: 12/21/89
Origins: Bordeaux, France
Orientation: Straight
Blood Type: Negative O
Hair: Very dark brown
Eyes: Lilac
Height: Five feet and five inches
Weight: One hundred and twenty pounds
Physical Affects of Mutation?: Violet eyes
Personality: Welcome to the state of the damned, and it never looked better. Believe it or not, all of the hardship in her life still hasn't made her bitter. Well, maybe just a bit bitter, but not too much and she's got a good level head when it comes to any situation. She believes in people, but sometimes the voices can cloud that belief. Despite everything else, she seems a bit disturbed all the way through, straight to the core.
Deadly honest, she will say exactly how she feels, despite what you may think. The only thing she's actually afraid of is getting too clsoe to people, a rare symptom in mutantkind. Then again, she'll get some great friends, and won't give a damn what people say. If she's on your side, you've got nothing to worry about, because she's super-reliable and ultimately the greatest friend you could ever have. Then again, if you get her all screwed up, so will your life, 'cause her head plays tricks on everybody.
Appearance: Kat Dennings
Clothing Style: This exquisite girl can have an intersting sense of style. Often, it is mismatched and bright, or dark and mysterious. All in all, she has a knack for fashion and has been told over and over to get a job in the industry. She doesn't much care for it, and sews most of her own clothing by hand, a hobby and a cheaper way of doing things. One day it's colour and plaid and the next day it's corsets and skirts.
::Battle Uniform::
Color: Black and Silver
Style: Shorts and longs-leeved shirt jumpsuit, hair in a ponytail
Patterns/Markings: Silver, diagonal stripe from her waste to the middle of her ribcage, meeting there and going no farther. An X belt completes it, just hanging off her hips and borderlining to her pelvis.
Boots and/or Gloves?: A set of full-fingered, silver gloves and some knee-high silver boots.
Relations: Kristofer Beauvais - Father | Katarina Beauvais - Mother | Heith Kaelin Caleb Beauvais - Elder Brother
Weaknesses: People. That's right, people. Definitly noise, though, of crowds. People adds to the crowd thing. She can't do crowds, all that thinking breaks her concentration and everything goes beserk from then on.
Powers: Extreme Psion
Affiliation: Xavier's
Skills: Advaced flexibility, quick reflexes, talented voice, experience dancer
Interests: Music. Dance. Books. Writing. Costumes. Medieval culture. Japanese culture. Food. Fun. Coffee. Outsides. People.
Bio/History: Once upon a time, the girl Kalina was born into this world. it was cold, frigid, and quite a dramatic entrance. They were stuck in the hospital for a week, due to the snowstorm. Of course, her older brother was quite proud of his new baby sister. Things went downhill from then on.
Being the younger sister and only daughter to Beauvais is not an easy task to manage. There are expectations that you must uphold, and she took on all of them. Good grades. excellent ballerina, they even made an acception and put her en pointe at fourteen, later on. Acceptional singer. Exquisite beauty. She had it all, until she was eleven. Kalina always complained of hearing things, people being far too loud for her ears. Then people saying things that they had never even spoke. It was strange. Soon, though, things got out of hand. She began to hear most thoughts, and flung things across the room if she was ever angered or incredibly happy. At fifteen, the parents put this girl into hiding.
Unable to continue her dancing, she was incredibly pout down. She sang in private, danced alone, even ate in private. That's when somebody came to get her. A personal from the institute, Ororo arrived at the Beauvais home and tried to convince the parents of this girl's power. They refused and shut her out. About six months went by, and something not too great happened. Kristofer had a girl in the house. In fact, he was making out with this girl, borerlining sex, until Kalin screamed. Yep, sister did it again. The cat was talking to her this time. Stupid cat.
Of course, Kristofer got angry, and that's when the cat died. Poor cat. The skin was pulled straight off of it, blood flying everywhere and the whole bit. Of course, the parents could take it anymore. Mr. and Mrs. Beauvais told their daughter that they still loved her, but she would have to find someplace else to live. She was set off into streets that night, and lived there for months thereafter. Now, the girl was visited again by Ororo. This time, it was good, and she was recruited quickly into the institute, making an attempt at learning. Upon arrival, she didn't fit in, and maybe never will.
Full Name: Kalina Catalain Adelle Beauvais
Nicknames: Kali, Punk Ass Client
Codename: Isolez
Age: Sixteen
DoB: 12/21/89
Origins: Bordeaux, France
Orientation: Straight
Blood Type: Negative O
Hair: Very dark brown
Eyes: Lilac
Height: Five feet and five inches
Weight: One hundred and twenty pounds
Physical Affects of Mutation?: Violet eyes
Personality: Welcome to the state of the damned, and it never looked better. Believe it or not, all of the hardship in her life still hasn't made her bitter. Well, maybe just a bit bitter, but not too much and she's got a good level head when it comes to any situation. She believes in people, but sometimes the voices can cloud that belief. Despite everything else, she seems a bit disturbed all the way through, straight to the core.
Deadly honest, she will say exactly how she feels, despite what you may think. The only thing she's actually afraid of is getting too clsoe to people, a rare symptom in mutantkind. Then again, she'll get some great friends, and won't give a damn what people say. If she's on your side, you've got nothing to worry about, because she's super-reliable and ultimately the greatest friend you could ever have. Then again, if you get her all screwed up, so will your life, 'cause her head plays tricks on everybody.
Appearance: Kat Dennings
Clothing Style: This exquisite girl can have an intersting sense of style. Often, it is mismatched and bright, or dark and mysterious. All in all, she has a knack for fashion and has been told over and over to get a job in the industry. She doesn't much care for it, and sews most of her own clothing by hand, a hobby and a cheaper way of doing things. One day it's colour and plaid and the next day it's corsets and skirts.
::Battle Uniform::
Color: Black and Silver
Style: Shorts and longs-leeved shirt jumpsuit, hair in a ponytail
Patterns/Markings: Silver, diagonal stripe from her waste to the middle of her ribcage, meeting there and going no farther. An X belt completes it, just hanging off her hips and borderlining to her pelvis.
Boots and/or Gloves?: A set of full-fingered, silver gloves and some knee-high silver boots.
Relations: Kristofer Beauvais - Father | Katarina Beauvais - Mother | Heith Kaelin Caleb Beauvais - Elder Brother
Weaknesses: People. That's right, people. Definitly noise, though, of crowds. People adds to the crowd thing. She can't do crowds, all that thinking breaks her concentration and everything goes beserk from then on.
Powers: Extreme Psion
- Telepathy If you don't already know what telepathy is, you must be crazy. It is the interferance of brainwaves, the ability to read them and feel through them like words, emotions and life. She can, in short, read your mind and has been working on bending the waves. Now, she can even make you feel something, see something, or hear something that isn't there. By tapping into different lobes, she has the ability to bend your reality.
- Telekenesis Something else you should already know. The ability to move objects with your mind. She isn't quite sure how this works on the molecular and scientific side, because she was never explained. All she knows is that she can move different nouns through the air without actually touching them.
Affiliation: Xavier's
Skills: Advaced flexibility, quick reflexes, talented voice, experience dancer
Interests: Music. Dance. Books. Writing. Costumes. Medieval culture. Japanese culture. Food. Fun. Coffee. Outsides. People.
Bio/History: Once upon a time, the girl Kalina was born into this world. it was cold, frigid, and quite a dramatic entrance. They were stuck in the hospital for a week, due to the snowstorm. Of course, her older brother was quite proud of his new baby sister. Things went downhill from then on.
Being the younger sister and only daughter to Beauvais is not an easy task to manage. There are expectations that you must uphold, and she took on all of them. Good grades. excellent ballerina, they even made an acception and put her en pointe at fourteen, later on. Acceptional singer. Exquisite beauty. She had it all, until she was eleven. Kalina always complained of hearing things, people being far too loud for her ears. Then people saying things that they had never even spoke. It was strange. Soon, though, things got out of hand. She began to hear most thoughts, and flung things across the room if she was ever angered or incredibly happy. At fifteen, the parents put this girl into hiding.
Unable to continue her dancing, she was incredibly pout down. She sang in private, danced alone, even ate in private. That's when somebody came to get her. A personal from the institute, Ororo arrived at the Beauvais home and tried to convince the parents of this girl's power. They refused and shut her out. About six months went by, and something not too great happened. Kristofer had a girl in the house. In fact, he was making out with this girl, borerlining sex, until Kalin screamed. Yep, sister did it again. The cat was talking to her this time. Stupid cat.
Of course, Kristofer got angry, and that's when the cat died. Poor cat. The skin was pulled straight off of it, blood flying everywhere and the whole bit. Of course, the parents could take it anymore. Mr. and Mrs. Beauvais told their daughter that they still loved her, but she would have to find someplace else to live. She was set off into streets that night, and lived there for months thereafter. Now, the girl was visited again by Ororo. This time, it was good, and she was recruited quickly into the institute, making an attempt at learning. Upon arrival, she didn't fit in, and maybe never will.
Gripping the railing of that terrible boat, she bit her lip with nervousness. Kalina sighed softly as somebody bumped into her, giving her that [i]I don't even care[/i] type of look. "Sorry." She whispered but heard him loud and clear, clearer than the voiced grunt. [i]Get out of here kid. Damn druggie, what the hell is wrong with you? Just get off this boat. U.S. won't help you, you won't be fixed there.[/i] Glaring at him as he left, she tilted her head away.
A hand fell upon her shoulder and she immediatly gasped, spinning 'round with a threatening look in her violet eyes. Disgust entered the male's eyes as he glimpsed her oddly coloured occulars. yes, she was a mutant, get over it. "What are you looking at?" She demanded, some dark hair falling past her face. No, she wanted him to see her purple eyes, deal with the fact that she was different. Swiping away the threads, she would still glare up at him. She could take him, she knew she could.
