Post by kitamarie on Apr 1, 2010 13:24:41 GMT -5
Name: Kita Marie Carter
Gender: female
Age: 19
Appearance: Shoulder length white blond hair, dark blue eyes, petite figure, 5'3, petite build. Her eyes are egyptian style with long eyelashes and well shaped lips. Her skin is pale, strangely enough she doesn't tan nor burn. She prefers to dress in skirts and tanktops/t-shirts/tube tops, shorts, and cargo pants. She hates ((ironically)) wearing anything white and often binds her hair with a colored ribbon that goes with her outfit. She loves wearing high heels and runners.
Personality: She has a connection with her feminine side, but at the same time is somewhat standoffish. She is rather shy, and appears arrogant because of it. She loves animals and nature, though she also enjoys exploring cities and towns. Night time brings out her rather outgoing side, and she goes clubbing and does karoke. She also tends to do more exploring at night, wandering the wild when she isn't clubbing or doing karoke.
Biography: Her parents are extremely wealthy and hold a certain standard on how things are run. For the most part she isn't acknowledged, and is spoiled to keep her out of the way. She has more clothes than what she knows what to do with, and every womans dream shoe supply. Her sole enjoyment is in her art, she writes and draws as well as plays piano.
Though the neglect her parents had shown her, as she grew older she appreciated it. She had seen a glimpse into the world her parents cherished and despised it, so retreated to her own section of the house. She had taken swimming lessons and has perfected the art of climbing trees. She had become very self sufficient and became great friends with those hired to serve her.
How recruited:
"Kita, come here!" Hearing her parents voices, her body tensed. This couldn't be good. She slowly left her half of the house and walked out onto the patio where her parents were seated with four men in suits. Did somebody die?
She knew better than to speak. It was rude. And nobody would listen anyways. "These men have a job they think you would be perfect for. Wouldn't that be great? You could be out on your own!" Her mother sounded so excited. "Like I wasn't anyways." She covered her mouth as she realized she said it outloud. Now she was going to get it.
"Kita! How can you say such a thing!" "That's it, you're going!" Kita nodded slowly to her parents. Chances were high that, as they were speaking, her stuff was being packed and being moved to the new place. Kita sighed and looked to the men in suits. The men stood up, faces expressionless.
She followed them out the door, head bowed like a person walking to the gallows. Trust her parents to just give her away like this. As soon as they were in the vehicle, she was blindfolded, and then a needle in the arm, and then she felt nothing. When she woke up, she felt extremely strange, and very dizzy. "Hi Miss Kita. Sleep well?" The blind fold was gone, and she was in a bed in a white room.
Letting out a scream, she made a mad dash for the door. White! EVERYWHERE! "Don't worry, you have free access to redecorate as you see fit." A woman was there, the men were gone, and the woman was looking at her with the same expressionless face as the men. Great.
"You are now working for SPECTER, and have been given the gift of animorph. You may morph into any creature that you choose to acquire, but with certain limitations. Be careful what you choose." The woman walked out the door, leaving Kita behind to ponder what just happened.
"Animorph? SPECTER?" Kita shook her head. She'd figure that out later. As is... she found a phone book next to the phone and began scanning through the book. Paint, furniture, and then she'd worry about the rest.
Preferred Job: wilderness ranger ((Hemmington))
First morph: N/A she's a bit busy at the moment.
Gender: female
Age: 19
Appearance: Shoulder length white blond hair, dark blue eyes, petite figure, 5'3, petite build. Her eyes are egyptian style with long eyelashes and well shaped lips. Her skin is pale, strangely enough she doesn't tan nor burn. She prefers to dress in skirts and tanktops/t-shirts/tube tops, shorts, and cargo pants. She hates ((ironically)) wearing anything white and often binds her hair with a colored ribbon that goes with her outfit. She loves wearing high heels and runners.
Personality: She has a connection with her feminine side, but at the same time is somewhat standoffish. She is rather shy, and appears arrogant because of it. She loves animals and nature, though she also enjoys exploring cities and towns. Night time brings out her rather outgoing side, and she goes clubbing and does karoke. She also tends to do more exploring at night, wandering the wild when she isn't clubbing or doing karoke.
Biography: Her parents are extremely wealthy and hold a certain standard on how things are run. For the most part she isn't acknowledged, and is spoiled to keep her out of the way. She has more clothes than what she knows what to do with, and every womans dream shoe supply. Her sole enjoyment is in her art, she writes and draws as well as plays piano.
Though the neglect her parents had shown her, as she grew older she appreciated it. She had seen a glimpse into the world her parents cherished and despised it, so retreated to her own section of the house. She had taken swimming lessons and has perfected the art of climbing trees. She had become very self sufficient and became great friends with those hired to serve her.
How recruited:
"Kita, come here!" Hearing her parents voices, her body tensed. This couldn't be good. She slowly left her half of the house and walked out onto the patio where her parents were seated with four men in suits. Did somebody die?
She knew better than to speak. It was rude. And nobody would listen anyways. "These men have a job they think you would be perfect for. Wouldn't that be great? You could be out on your own!" Her mother sounded so excited. "Like I wasn't anyways." She covered her mouth as she realized she said it outloud. Now she was going to get it.
"Kita! How can you say such a thing!" "That's it, you're going!" Kita nodded slowly to her parents. Chances were high that, as they were speaking, her stuff was being packed and being moved to the new place. Kita sighed and looked to the men in suits. The men stood up, faces expressionless.
She followed them out the door, head bowed like a person walking to the gallows. Trust her parents to just give her away like this. As soon as they were in the vehicle, she was blindfolded, and then a needle in the arm, and then she felt nothing. When she woke up, she felt extremely strange, and very dizzy. "Hi Miss Kita. Sleep well?" The blind fold was gone, and she was in a bed in a white room.
Letting out a scream, she made a mad dash for the door. White! EVERYWHERE! "Don't worry, you have free access to redecorate as you see fit." A woman was there, the men were gone, and the woman was looking at her with the same expressionless face as the men. Great.
"You are now working for SPECTER, and have been given the gift of animorph. You may morph into any creature that you choose to acquire, but with certain limitations. Be careful what you choose." The woman walked out the door, leaving Kita behind to ponder what just happened.
"Animorph? SPECTER?" Kita shook her head. She'd figure that out later. As is... she found a phone book next to the phone and began scanning through the book. Paint, furniture, and then she'd worry about the rest.
Preferred Job: wilderness ranger ((Hemmington))
First morph: N/A she's a bit busy at the moment.