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Amayla . Jane . Vanderwall


"” Just because and order is and order, doesn’t mean you can’t take pleasure in doing it your own way. ” "



          You may address me as May and only May, if you know what is good for you. .

        On July 23rd , twenty four years ago, a new human came into the world.
          The midwife knew I was a female, but she had no idea I'd grow up to chase strong powerful men. .

        I stand five feet, six inches tall, and I weigh one hundred and ten pounds.
          Those peepers are Violet and my locks are blond and beautiful....


        You'll know me by my irresistible charm. As well as the single whip mark along my back. .
          Beware my poison and daggers. They are generally lined with poisons of my own creation. The daggers are just long enough so that when thrust into the chest the heart is pierced.

        I'm not all-powerful, but I can make potions and poisons with effects that no other has ever seen. I have a potion that causes near instant death when inhaled. I always equip myself with a bomb if it. I cloak my daggers with poison that weaken or kill slowly. I learned from my father. I am a master of manipulation, a wonderful actress. It proves most useful; gets people off of their guard.

          You might call me heartless, cruel, tricky, illustrious, hard to read, a b***h , because I'm a girl that was made for her job. I am ruthless and relentless. I and said to be somewhat “dagger happy”. Sometimes I attack first and ask questions later. I am complex, your never seem to know what I am thinking or feeling. I tend to repress my feelings until I explode, usually someone gets hurt. Anger with me is not always loud and yelling, I could be angry and you would never know until you were dead. Don’t get me wrong, to the right person I can be warm and affection. It just doesn’t happen that often. To my friends I am loyal. To my superiors I am obedient, even though some times I add my little flare to their orders. I like structure and am easily annoyed. Don’t mess with me you will not get hurt. I am naturally violent. What can I do?

        Looking back, I see a past not worth remembering. I was born to a small family in the Nereyan country. We were apart of a small village, my father was and apothecary owner and an alchemist. He owned a quiet small shop, and him my mother and me were really happy. From a young age my father began to teach me about medicines and for my own protection, poisons. My mother stayed at home and tended to our animals. When were fine until one day when I was twelve our village was aided by slavers and we were all taken in. My father tried to fight them away from mama and me; he was killed in front of my eyes. Mama and I was taken away and sent right to the slave trade. This is where I lived until I was sixteen. I was transferred from family to family of slavers, until I was found a most permanent home. This master I had was the frist to beat me. I disobeyed him and tried to escape once and he took a whip to my back. I worked in a mine with a bunch of men. Until a very special day. It was the day the slaver who had bought me transferred me to the kitchen. The worse decision in his life. I mixed a poison made from dog urine and bay leaves and poisoned the b*****d and his wife. It was my first kill. My mother had long since be traded away from me so I ran. I had no idea where I was so I just walked. One day I came across a man who was selling daggers and I charmed him into giving me a couple. We grew fond of each other, a useless waste of time. He taught me to fight and I lived with him for a while, all the time perfecting and refreshing the methods my father had taught me. One day, I came home to find this young man in bed with a young naval officer. I got so angry. I killed them both. It wasn’t days later until realized what I realized what I did. By that time, I had already stolen the navel girl’s clothes and impersonated her to get into the navy. That is where I found my passion. The navy is where I belonged. I quickly moved up in the ranks. This got me promoted to Lieutenant- Commander. Just second to the first mate.
          I dance to the clinking of my potions vial. ..


        I'm just Leelee_mraz's puppet.
 
     
 
I'll be honest, she's coming off a bit one-dimensional to me. If you could elaborate a little more, that would be nice.

Specifics:
-More information on the boomerangs, please. How they can be used, where she learned them, etc.
-Smooth the transition in the abilities section. It should read like a sentence- IE, no capital letters in the middle, and instead of 'I can Almost anything', try 'I can do almost anything'.
-Again on abilities: She's had an excellent education, but she's not equally good in all areas. Especially not at seventeen. And quantify the number of languages, too, and/or describe her level of fluency. A seventeen year-old might be fluent in three or even four languages, and then passable in a few more; but she can't be a hyperpolyglot that early unless it's one of her magical talents.
-Oh, and on the subject of magic: she does have some. Describe it, please.
-The history: More detail, less angst, and more dimension, please.
     

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Brynne . Aria . Alista


"” An action without reason is void of purpose.” "



          You may address me as Brynne, nicknames are pointless and deter from the point. .

        On Jun 5th, twelve years ago, a new neko came into the world.
          The midwife knew I was a female, but she had no idea I'd grow up to chase knowledge, romance has ot yet show it’s worth in my life. .

        I stand four feet and eight inches tall, and I weigh ninety-five pounds.
          Those peepers are brown and my locks are sandy blond/ brown .


        You'll know me by my two large dog neko ears on either side of my head, also my slightly enlarged canines. I also have a tattoo on the back of my neck. It is a red circle with a moon inside of it. .
          Beware my two fighting whips. Both are made of leather and hand made by yours truly. These whips are just as or more superior than any sword. They can take life or capture flight, all depending on the way I turn my wrist. I taught myself this when I was really young.

        I'm not all-powerful, but I can heal people. Through magic or by normal means. The range of my talents is not just limited to my proficiency in medicine and magic. I am skilled in the martial art, in combination with my whips that make me a rather capable fighter. Also I am a cesspool of information. From a young age I was pumped with knowledge and forced to learn. It is my only vice. It is like a drug to me. I know a lot. I am also very skilled in mathematics and science.

          You might call me serious, compassionate, driven, reasonable, cautious , because I'm Sensible. Everything I Know is based on something local. I am a girl that needs order, structure. I am not impulsive and I value planning where it is applicable. People tell me that I have social problems and that a girl of my age should be running and playing. I disagree. A normal child of my age should indeed be running and playing, I am no such girl. People tell me that I should let myself feel. So far I am yet to understand the practicality and process for things such as affection. Don’t get me wrong; I hold enough compassion to value human life. I understand right from wrong. It is just complicated. I am said to be witty and to have a horrible nact for sarcasm. I am not afraid to point out flaws and I am said to be blunt.

        Looking back, I see numbers and words, formulas, and the big top circus. My origin is somewhat a mystery, what I do know is that a very young age, within the first to years, I came into the possession of an old man. This old man was not well. He was in the Crimson Moon Traveling circus. He was a seer. He saw me and had a vision, which may or may not have been drug induced, the vision dictated that I would hold all the knowledge the world had to offer. While the other children played each morning we would sit in front of the books and he would ask me questions. If I answered right, we moved on. If I answered wrong , he would hit me and tell me the right answer, making me repeat it for hour upon on end. Then we would move on.Nine years. Words, numbers, facts. He began to get sick in his old age. This granted me more freedom, but I found that I couldn’t mesh with the other children at the circus. I was made fun of, unable to relate. They tormented me. I turned away from them and began to spend my time with the young doctor that traveled with the circus. I became an apprentice of sorts and soon surpassed him in skill. I began, under my own study, to learn healing magic. I have not yet mastered it. It was around this time that the old man died. The ringmaster of the circus didn’t know what to do with me, he knew that I was good with whips, so he made a lion tamer. For months I was forced to perform. One day I'd had enough. I let the lion escape and he made a mess of the whole circus and I made a run for it. I ran to the nearest port and stowed away on the first ship that I saw. At the next port I got caught and thrown out only to find a man badly wounded. I helped him. Turns out he was a captain of beautiful boat lacking a doctor. I joined his crew and have been there practicing my skills, under his command. It is so strange to be among new people. Real people.
          I dance to the turning on the pages in my head. ..


        I'm just Leelee_mraz's puppet.
     


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You won't break me, don't let me break myself....

 
     
 



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