Post by ITTY on Jun 7, 2011 10:35:38 GMT -10
»The Player
Your nickname: Kitty
Roleplaying for how long? Four years
»The Puppet
Name: Nerina Parsons
Age: Twenty-four
Gender: Female
Hair Color: Very dark brown
Eye Color: Gray-blue
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Occupation: Law firm secretary
Face Claim: Anna Christine Speckhart
Description: Standing in at about 5'7, Nerina is a bit above average in height. Considering she also wears high heels daily, she gains about four inches, making her seem even taller. This coupled with her slim figure make her seem very lithe and model-like. Despite her thinness, Nerina still has some curves; she prides herself on wearing a B-cup bra; plus, she actually has some hips and a bit of a booty. While this may seem lacking to some, she certainly can't complain about it.
Also adding to the super-model effect is Nerina's looks in general. She's got a body some people might be jealous of, and her face is no exception. She has big, blue-gray eyes that in themselves could be a subject of envy. Her skin is tanned with a natural pigmentation. With a small nose, full lips, and a sharp chin, her look is complete. Throw in her long, thick dark brown hair and you've got her down. During work hours she keeps it pulled back, but the rest of the time she has a casually messy, windblown look going on that really works for her.
As for her clothes, these range greatly depending on what Nerina is doing. One thing you can always count on, though, is that she'll make some sort of attempt at looking good, and pulls it off -- even in those skirt suits that she wears to work. To work she'll wear dress suits, hair pulled back from her face, with little makeup -- just eyeliner, mascara, and some coverup. After hours, she'll go home, shed the suit, and throw on some more casual, sexier-looking attire, though none too revealing. The makeup comes off and her hair is removed from its clasps, returning to the familiar messy look it has the rest of the time. Sometimes, at night, you'll catch her hitting some clubs -- bring on the all-out skimpy wardrobe, mini skirts, booty shorts, teeny little tops. And then there's, of course, her secret other job which requires almost no clothing at all.
Personality: Wily, crazy, daring, devious...all these things among others are perfect words to describe Nerina. Nerina could perhaps be considered a tornado in human form; unpredictable and, might as well admit it, pretty destructive. She's one of those people that gets an idea and will go for it, no matter the costs. Stubborn as a mule, it takes an incredibly determined and patient person to talk her out of anything. In this way she can also be a bit of a bitch; she's not above cussing someone out or swinging a punch at people ticking her off. Nerina also has the art of acting down; every day she lives a lie, so she'd have to. In fact, she pretty much acts all through her work day, as a normal, slightly rambunctious secretary. A slightly rambunctious secretary with some serious flirting problems. Really, it's not completely Nerina's fault; she's a flighty female who just so happens to really, really like men. And she's a master at picking them up; charismatic and seductive, most guys fall for her charm. But really, deep down, Nerina is just your typical heroine.
....
Very deep down.
History: Nerina did not grow up under the best of circumstances. Yes, her family had money. No, they weren't poor. But her mother was one of those types that slept around. A lot. Her official occupation was a nurse for a small, local-run doctor's office, but off the record she was a hooker. There was no real father in the picture, and the men she brought home were only temporary. Before long she'd moved on to another one. Nerina was the product of one of these flings, and when asked Nerina's mother will say that she's not even completely sure who her father is. Nevertheless, young Nerina grew up largely on her own with her mother's slut-like influence. Perhaps this is largely where her personality came from.
Despite this, her mother, who was a simple, normal human, tried to give her daughter a normal life, and when she discovered that Nerina had superpowers was when she discovered that whoever she'd slept with was a hero or a villain. This complicated their lives because her mother had no idea how to deal with a daughter this superpowers; for this reason, her daughter was left largely on her own to figure out how to use them. It took several years, but at last Nerina managed to do it somewhat decently.
When she hit age sixteen, Nerina followed her mother out to clubs, where she would watch her in secret to see what she did when she left the house every night. Her mom's night life consisted of gambling, pot, and men. After a while Nerina's night life occasionally revolved around bars and clubs as well; the men liked the possibilities with a girl as young as herself, and the beer was good. Her schooling progressed steadily despite this, even if perhaps her grades fell a bit.
By age 20, Nerina was on the fast track to being successful. While she was in college she was offered a job at a law firm as a secretary. The skirt suits she had to wear were stifling and seemed overkill but the pay was good and the guys were often pretty handsome. This was also the point in her life when her mother was killed by a villain known at the time as Sausage. After that day, Nerina, despite her somewhat iffy behaviors, swore she'd never be a villain who killed normals pointlessly and signed up to be a hero. She donned an extremely skimpy super suit, threw on a mask, and would target those villains -- humans too -- who stalked the alleys and clubs for girls and women who seemed like easy targets, often by seducing them herself. This brought about the nickname Eye-Candy which the tabloids gave her. She hates it -- too cutesy -- but there's nothing she can do about it.
And so Eye-Candy she shall remain, if that's the price to pay to keep people like her mother safe.
»The Side-effects
Super Name: Eye-Candy
Class: Hero, though sometimes this is a bit questionable.
Powers: Telekinesis, wall climbing, teleportation
Weakness: Puppies
How do they get into their disguise? She just wears it under her clothes. When she needs to change she'll slip under a desk or into a closet and peel off her top layer, and then she's good to go.
Suit description: Her supersuit is most frequently simply a matching bra and underwear -- bright red silk with lacy black over top. Sometimes, however, you can catch her in a skimpy bathing suit one piece with just enough material to cover her goodies. This, too, is bright red. A thick black belt goes around the top of her underwear, holding a few useful items. And let's not forget those four-inch scarlet-colored heels she always totes around in! To finish the outfit off she's got a masquerade mask -- one of those flashy glittery red ones with the feathers and all. This conceals her face from the rest of the world.
»The Extras
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Roleplay example:
The sounds of fists beating on the door of her apartment awoke Nerina.
She was hungover and had a pounding headache when she finally reached the door, grimacing at the woman who stood before her. She obviously didn't look so good -- either that or the glare she turned on this lady was much more menacing than intending -- because she took a few steps back when the door opened. Her nose was crinkled up in disgust.
With a sigh, Nerina said, "Hello, Ms. Laughry."
"Are you ill, dear?" Ms. Laughry asked. So that was it. She was such a germ freak.
"Just hungover." This earned her a scolding glance from Ms. Laughry, but before she could launch into a lecture on 'the dangers of alcoholic beverages', Nerina stopped her with a snappy, "What do you want?"
Ms. Laughry's disapproving look grew. "I was just going to inform you that you had a young man stop by last night while you were gone." Why was this bitch watching her apartment? Nosy neighbors were the bane of Nerina's existence. At least she didn't know she'd been at a skanky club last night. "He waited a bit but then left." Obviously, since he wasn't here anymore. Who was 'he', anyway?
"Well. Thanks for telling me that, Ms. Laughry. I'll be sure to ask the next male to stop by here if it was him." By this point her neighbor was radiating disapproval; with a brief nod, she turned and went back to her own apartment, leaving a very irritated Nerina to her own devices. Turning, Nerina went inside and popped down a few Tylenol.
God, nosy neighbors were the devil.
Your nickname: Kitty
Roleplaying for how long? Four years
»The Puppet
Name: Nerina Parsons
Age: Twenty-four
Gender: Female
Hair Color: Very dark brown
Eye Color: Gray-blue
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Occupation: Law firm secretary
Face Claim: Anna Christine Speckhart
Description: Standing in at about 5'7, Nerina is a bit above average in height. Considering she also wears high heels daily, she gains about four inches, making her seem even taller. This coupled with her slim figure make her seem very lithe and model-like. Despite her thinness, Nerina still has some curves; she prides herself on wearing a B-cup bra; plus, she actually has some hips and a bit of a booty. While this may seem lacking to some, she certainly can't complain about it.
Also adding to the super-model effect is Nerina's looks in general. She's got a body some people might be jealous of, and her face is no exception. She has big, blue-gray eyes that in themselves could be a subject of envy. Her skin is tanned with a natural pigmentation. With a small nose, full lips, and a sharp chin, her look is complete. Throw in her long, thick dark brown hair and you've got her down. During work hours she keeps it pulled back, but the rest of the time she has a casually messy, windblown look going on that really works for her.
As for her clothes, these range greatly depending on what Nerina is doing. One thing you can always count on, though, is that she'll make some sort of attempt at looking good, and pulls it off -- even in those skirt suits that she wears to work. To work she'll wear dress suits, hair pulled back from her face, with little makeup -- just eyeliner, mascara, and some coverup. After hours, she'll go home, shed the suit, and throw on some more casual, sexier-looking attire, though none too revealing. The makeup comes off and her hair is removed from its clasps, returning to the familiar messy look it has the rest of the time. Sometimes, at night, you'll catch her hitting some clubs -- bring on the all-out skimpy wardrobe, mini skirts, booty shorts, teeny little tops. And then there's, of course, her secret other job which requires almost no clothing at all.
Personality: Wily, crazy, daring, devious...all these things among others are perfect words to describe Nerina. Nerina could perhaps be considered a tornado in human form; unpredictable and, might as well admit it, pretty destructive. She's one of those people that gets an idea and will go for it, no matter the costs. Stubborn as a mule, it takes an incredibly determined and patient person to talk her out of anything. In this way she can also be a bit of a bitch; she's not above cussing someone out or swinging a punch at people ticking her off. Nerina also has the art of acting down; every day she lives a lie, so she'd have to. In fact, she pretty much acts all through her work day, as a normal, slightly rambunctious secretary. A slightly rambunctious secretary with some serious flirting problems. Really, it's not completely Nerina's fault; she's a flighty female who just so happens to really, really like men. And she's a master at picking them up; charismatic and seductive, most guys fall for her charm. But really, deep down, Nerina is just your typical heroine.
....
Very deep down.
History: Nerina did not grow up under the best of circumstances. Yes, her family had money. No, they weren't poor. But her mother was one of those types that slept around. A lot. Her official occupation was a nurse for a small, local-run doctor's office, but off the record she was a hooker. There was no real father in the picture, and the men she brought home were only temporary. Before long she'd moved on to another one. Nerina was the product of one of these flings, and when asked Nerina's mother will say that she's not even completely sure who her father is. Nevertheless, young Nerina grew up largely on her own with her mother's slut-like influence. Perhaps this is largely where her personality came from.
Despite this, her mother, who was a simple, normal human, tried to give her daughter a normal life, and when she discovered that Nerina had superpowers was when she discovered that whoever she'd slept with was a hero or a villain. This complicated their lives because her mother had no idea how to deal with a daughter this superpowers; for this reason, her daughter was left largely on her own to figure out how to use them. It took several years, but at last Nerina managed to do it somewhat decently.
When she hit age sixteen, Nerina followed her mother out to clubs, where she would watch her in secret to see what she did when she left the house every night. Her mom's night life consisted of gambling, pot, and men. After a while Nerina's night life occasionally revolved around bars and clubs as well; the men liked the possibilities with a girl as young as herself, and the beer was good. Her schooling progressed steadily despite this, even if perhaps her grades fell a bit.
By age 20, Nerina was on the fast track to being successful. While she was in college she was offered a job at a law firm as a secretary. The skirt suits she had to wear were stifling and seemed overkill but the pay was good and the guys were often pretty handsome. This was also the point in her life when her mother was killed by a villain known at the time as Sausage. After that day, Nerina, despite her somewhat iffy behaviors, swore she'd never be a villain who killed normals pointlessly and signed up to be a hero. She donned an extremely skimpy super suit, threw on a mask, and would target those villains -- humans too -- who stalked the alleys and clubs for girls and women who seemed like easy targets, often by seducing them herself. This brought about the nickname Eye-Candy which the tabloids gave her. She hates it -- too cutesy -- but there's nothing she can do about it.
And so Eye-Candy she shall remain, if that's the price to pay to keep people like her mother safe.
»The Side-effects
Super Name: Eye-Candy
Class: Hero, though sometimes this is a bit questionable.
Powers: Telekinesis, wall climbing, teleportation
Weakness: Puppies
How do they get into their disguise? She just wears it under her clothes. When she needs to change she'll slip under a desk or into a closet and peel off her top layer, and then she's good to go.
Suit description: Her supersuit is most frequently simply a matching bra and underwear -- bright red silk with lacy black over top. Sometimes, however, you can catch her in a skimpy bathing suit one piece with just enough material to cover her goodies. This, too, is bright red. A thick black belt goes around the top of her underwear, holding a few useful items. And let's not forget those four-inch scarlet-colored heels she always totes around in! To finish the outfit off she's got a masquerade mask -- one of those flashy glittery red ones with the feathers and all. This conceals her face from the rest of the world.
»The Extras
How did you find this site? An affiliate
Roleplay example:
The sounds of fists beating on the door of her apartment awoke Nerina.
She was hungover and had a pounding headache when she finally reached the door, grimacing at the woman who stood before her. She obviously didn't look so good -- either that or the glare she turned on this lady was much more menacing than intending -- because she took a few steps back when the door opened. Her nose was crinkled up in disgust.
With a sigh, Nerina said, "Hello, Ms. Laughry."
"Are you ill, dear?" Ms. Laughry asked. So that was it. She was such a germ freak.
"Just hungover." This earned her a scolding glance from Ms. Laughry, but before she could launch into a lecture on 'the dangers of alcoholic beverages', Nerina stopped her with a snappy, "What do you want?"
Ms. Laughry's disapproving look grew. "I was just going to inform you that you had a young man stop by last night while you were gone." Why was this bitch watching her apartment? Nosy neighbors were the bane of Nerina's existence. At least she didn't know she'd been at a skanky club last night. "He waited a bit but then left." Obviously, since he wasn't here anymore. Who was 'he', anyway?
"Well. Thanks for telling me that, Ms. Laughry. I'll be sure to ask the next male to stop by here if it was him." By this point her neighbor was radiating disapproval; with a brief nod, she turned and went back to her own apartment, leaving a very irritated Nerina to her own devices. Turning, Nerina went inside and popped down a few Tylenol.
God, nosy neighbors were the devil.
