Post by saba on May 30, 2012 15:41:11 GMT -4
Name: Saba Kingsly
Gender: Female
Age: Twenty-Six
Grade: Teacher [maybe for World Cultures, Women’s Literature sub: Adventure Class?]
Birthday: August 26th
Hometown: New York, NY although born from British heritage
Sexuality: Asexual
Playby: famke janssen
Canon Character Shere Khan from The Jungle Book
Mirror Mirror On the Wall
Skin tone: Tan
Hair: Medium/Brown/Curly
Eyes Hazel
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 137lbs
Body Type: Slender
Other Burn marks on her back.
Who I Am Inside
Likes:
-- Exotic objects
-- Rich, colorful clothing
-- Money
-- Music/ Dancing
-- Art/Painting
-- Playing the violin
-- History
-- Displays of affection
-- Being admired
-- Giving pet names to people
Dislikes:
-- Vulgar language
-- Lack of manners
-- Disrespect
-- Being told 'no'
-- Father
-- Hard liquor
Strengths:
-- Manners
-- Intelligence
-- Cooking skills
-- Quick thinker
-- Savvy
Weaknesses:
-- Greed
-- Lack of self-control
-- Pride
-- Fine cuisine
-- Two-faced
Fears:
-- Fire
-- Losing her inheritance
-- Returning to her life of poverty
Personality:
Saba is a deceitful and beautiful young woman, if you can imagine pass her well educated mannerism and highly developed intelligence. Once you know the secrets of her dark mind, you'll find her to be passionate and greedy. While in class and at faculty meetings, she is charming and a leader, Saba has a very rebellious nature outside her mask of a quiet and beautiful young woman. She enjoys testing her boundaries and has incurable urges to break the rules. Behind her classy and noble exterior, she often lusts for material things such as clothing and expects to be treated with respect. When she desires something, she tends to make it hers no matter what the consequences are.
There is, of course, a dark side to her lighter qualities. Saba will deceive someone and you never know where her loyalty lies. She has been known to have no sense of her own safety, and has a flair for becoming a disturbed lurker
Where I Began
Mother: Uma Kingsly -- 40
Father: Kain -- dead.
Siblings: n/a
Other Relatives: Filthy, rich grandparents.
Pets: n/a
Friends:
History: Saba was the only daughter of a young, depress woman and a cheap drunk. Living in what you would consider modern-day slums, her father would drink the only income he had and pay for cheap, adult entertainment. Her mother, on the other hand, was far younger than the man she had a child with and was thrown out on the streets by her parents when she was sixteen. Helpless and very childlike, Saba’s mother stayed near the only person who she felt like they loved her; her daughter.
Her father never abused his girlfriend and daughter physically, but verbally was never short. Growing up in a rough and dangerous neighborhood, Saba didn’t attend school until she was seven or eight. By the time she reached the age of thirteen, her behavior became so instinctive and dangerous, the night her father abused her mother so far, she ruthlessly waited until the drunk was completely knocked out and set her pathetic house on fire. The fire became so wild; Saba was caught up in the blazes and took damage of first degree burns.
Since the pitiful and intentional death of her father, she took the borderline derange woman she called mother and journeyed far, far away. Homeless, Saba and her mother camped and scavenged for useful items until her mother was took in by the police and released to her parents, who placed her in an Asylum for people such as herself.
Saba lived with her two grandparents, who moved to place Saba’s mother in a specialized institute. Saba’s grandparents, rich and high in society, gave their daughter treatment while lavished attention and gifts on their only grandchild. Saba quickly adjusted to a luxurious life and developed a peaceful persona. Or so her grandparents believed. As long as she was well behaved, her grandparents never questioned her sanity -- often referring to her father's drinking habits and her mother's insanity. She graduated from a prestigious college and became quite a role model for the public. And continued her image by applying to Yen Sid Academy.
A Little Bit About Me
Alias: Yoko
Age: 20
Contacts PM
Birthday March 14th
How did you find us? I don't really remember, been stalking for a few days ^^;
Time Zone Eastern Standard
Writing Sample:
Blaze of crimson fire flickered in the deep hazel eyes of the girl. The dark and rotted mahogany wood crashed, fallen to the earth in mere seconds. The cheap drunk locked inside was dead asleep, alcohol knocking out his sense of smell and interrupting his sense of danger. Choking on smoke wasn’t too difficult as it slowly drained his life. His daughter only stood, a candle dripping wax in her hand was blissfully unaware of the severe damage done by its small and single flame.
Saba watched the smoke rise until the houses next door were completely consumed. Fortunately, no one else had vanished or died, but she wasn’t concerned about this. Her only victim was the man that made her life wretched. The sounds of a nearby woman filled the air; a murderous and insane scream that would not be dull by the hysteria surrounding the poor and filthy slums. Saba eventually returned into the world of the living, but a rich pain caused her eyes to look down at the damage she done. Lighting her skin was a living fire, untouched and pure. The female did nothing as it slowly melted the body made of flesh and bones. The frenzied woman threw herself at Saba, bundling her with a simple sheet as if she were a newborn. Her mother for a short moment in time looked wise and motherly, not her usually confused and zoned self. Unfortunately, time was not a friend and while she may have saved her daughter’s life, Uma was gone to a place no one would ever able to reach her....
Saba jerked so quickly, the sheets tangled around her were drenched with sweat. Gasping for little air she could maintain, she released herself from the maze of sheets until her bare feet were touching the solid floor. The nightmare had been haunting her since she last visited her vacant mother, dazed and unattached to the world. Rage was an uncommon emotion for Saba, normally she desired to be in control. But when the shaking became unbearable, the flash of her arm sent the nearby lamp crashing into the floor. The burns on her arms, reaching about halfway throughout her body caught her eyes as she stared for the longest time until a sharp growl left her lips as she blinked away the enchanting images of fire that enticing night.
Saba watched the smoke rise until the houses next door were completely consumed. Fortunately, no one else had vanished or died, but she wasn’t concerned about this. Her only victim was the man that made her life wretched. The sounds of a nearby woman filled the air; a murderous and insane scream that would not be dull by the hysteria surrounding the poor and filthy slums. Saba eventually returned into the world of the living, but a rich pain caused her eyes to look down at the damage she done. Lighting her skin was a living fire, untouched and pure. The female did nothing as it slowly melted the body made of flesh and bones. The frenzied woman threw herself at Saba, bundling her with a simple sheet as if she were a newborn. Her mother for a short moment in time looked wise and motherly, not her usually confused and zoned self. Unfortunately, time was not a friend and while she may have saved her daughter’s life, Uma was gone to a place no one would ever able to reach her....
Saba jerked so quickly, the sheets tangled around her were drenched with sweat. Gasping for little air she could maintain, she released herself from the maze of sheets until her bare feet were touching the solid floor. The nightmare had been haunting her since she last visited her vacant mother, dazed and unattached to the world. Rage was an uncommon emotion for Saba, normally she desired to be in control. But when the shaking became unbearable, the flash of her arm sent the nearby lamp crashing into the floor. The burns on her arms, reaching about halfway throughout her body caught her eyes as she stared for the longest time until a sharp growl left her lips as she blinked away the enchanting images of fire that enticing night.
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