GENERAL
Name: The Undertaker
Gender: Female
Age: While she’s never said her exact age, she can’t be more than twenty-two.
Technician: Yeah. Technician.
Souls Attained: One-hundred.
LOOKS
Eye Color: Blue.
Hair Color: Black.
Skin Tone: Paler than any healthy person should be. It might just be the makeup, though.
Height/Weight: About 5’10’’. Reasonably thin.
Extra: She’s a big fan of makeup, eye makeup in particular. She spends about ten minutes every morning putting a layer of blue shadow around her eyes, and then lining them with black pencil. She’s also known for using pale foundation to make herself look…well, paler
Her morning routine; [x].
PERSONALITY
Likes: Makeup, trenchcoats, combat, metal music, Chinese food, caffeinated beverages, and relaxation tapes.
Dislikes: Idiots, Mexican food, bright colors, and having her hair or clothes in disarray.
Hobbies:
- Sketching. And also making things out of paper.
- Listening to music.
- Practicing for battle. Keeps the mind sharp.
Fears: Fear is for weak-minded people.
Quote: “Do you want to know how I got my name?” and also “…and that’s your undoing”.
Extra: While she looks and sounds pretty intimidating, she’s not that bad. She’s strict and driven, but she’s not violent unless you give her a reason to be. She can come off as cold and impersonal, but she’s aware of this. In fact, she calls herself a sociopath. She shows symptoms of Anti Social Personality Disorder, and perhaps even Asperger’s Syndrome. Despite her frightening name and persona, she’d really just like her students to learn what she has to say. If you do that for her, it’s not too hard to get on good terms with her.
HISTORY
Birthplace/Home Town: Kitee, Finland.
Birthday: February 22nd
Family: It really depends. In some versions of her life story, she has parents. In others, she doesn’t. She doesn’t give much extra information either way. As far as siblings, none of her stories include any.
Partner: Oh, hes somewhere.
Life's Story:
You want to know how The Undertaker got her name? Well, alright. She’s not secretive about it. She was born in Kitee to loving parents, and raised in relative normalcy until that fateful day, when a team of five assassins burst into their happy home and slaughtered her family, then took her hostage. She endured years of abuse, but eventually escaped on the eve of her sixteenth birthday and took up the persona of ‘Undertaker’, a vigilante hell bent on bringing justice to those who wronged her.
What, you don’t like that? A little too cliché for you? Or to you just not like the ‘assassin’ thing? They can be ninjas if you’d rather. Okay, okay, fine. How about this one instead?
The little girl we now know as Undertaker used to spend her afternoons at an arcade a few blocks from her family’s apartment, where she lived with her single father and their twelve cats. Her favorite game was a classic Japanese fighting game, and every week she would gather up all her allowance money and spend it all on that one machine. She’d play for hours and hours, and every single time she’d play as her favorite character—a black-clad fellow with a frightening laugh called simply ‘The Undertaker’. The arcade’s owner saw the little girl’s passion for the game, and asked her to participate in an upcoming tournament. She accepted and won, earning not only the ten-thousand dollar prize, but the name of her favorite character.
You don’t like that either? Jeez, what do you want from me? Fine, fine, this one’s better;
‘Undertaker’ is an alias that was given to her back when she sang for a metal band. Her bandmates had nicknames too, hers was just the coolest. She got it because of the guitar she played—it was designed to look like it was made out of bone, and she carried it around in a coffin case. The name stuck even after the band broke up, and she’s been thinking about trying a solo career in addition to her day job.
We can go on like this all day. Seriously, she has entire notebooks filled with possibly histories. Which one is real? Are any of them real? We wouldn’t want to ruin the surprise.
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