Morana Falk

Basic Information[/u]

Name: Morana Falk
Also Known As: Mora
Age: 25
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 140 lbs
Blood Type: B-
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Eye Color: Bright green; Nearly yellow.
Hair: Light pink


Pass Time Information

Hobbies: Morana spends most of her downtime reading medical textbooks, trying to make up for the lost experience after being dismissed from her past nursing responsibilities. She collects knives, mostly scalpels, needles, test tubes, masks, modern scrubs, vintage nursing dresses, and other medical paraphernalia. She also quite enjoys seducing young men and women--both forcefully and willingly.
Talents: Morana prides herself on her acute precision. Through countless hours of faithfully studying her medical textbooks, even after being dismissed from practices, she has grown to know human anatomy very intimately. She has often practiced on her own on "patients", usually in the process of seduction, or kidnapping.
Favorite things: Blood, knives, sex, experimenting, and people like her.
Sports/Clubs NA
Misc.: Although it is not considered modern practice, Morana often wears a vintage nursing dress, because she feels it is more flattering than loose, boyish scrubs.


Mental Information

Personality: Blood acts as a stimulant for both her sexuality, and her insanity. Her lust for blood drives her to frequently go through withdrawal like stages occasionally, if it isn't satisfied. Hurting herself and hurting others is one of the only ways that Morana can feel alive. The other is sex. Consequently, the two together provide a sort of blissful, intoxication that most would get from a street drug. She is ordinarily a fairly calm, flirtatious person, but easily gives off the impression of insanity and ruthlessness. When set off, she will stop at nothing to have an enemy's head on a platter, then proceed to view its contents. That being said, she is volatile. She always carries some sort of weapon on her. Usually a scalpel. Unless having been previously alarmed, she would have it concealed and in an easily accessible place, such as tucked into a garter. One would think that a person like Morana would enjoy her alone time, particularly away from sadists like herself. The reality is quite the opposite. She enjoys her time around people, because people are one of two things: submissive, or dominant. While she enjoys torturing the submissive rodents of society, she also enjoys sharing her ideals with the ever more dominant, sadistic types of people. In situations like these, it was a win/ win. There is an ever present masochistic quality to her, but she also finds it extremely satisfying to submit the sadist; to hurt someone who has the intentions to hurt her. If she were to get her hands on someone, it's safe to say she would likely leave a mark. However bloody her past, present, and future may be, she never ceases to clean up after her messes. She is a very clean girl.
Mentality: Sado/ Masochistic, does not know of other people's consciousnesses at all. Everyone is sick. Everyone needs to be cured.
Ideal: "Hurting lets me know I'm alive; I can't feel your pain. I don't care if you live."




Physical Information

Build: Standing at about 5'11 and weighing in at about 140 lbs, Morana is a very slender woman. However, she is packed with lean muscle. With years of fighting reluctant patients on a gurney while on the job, and fighting "patients" to the ground off, she had to have muscle, or risk getting seriously injured.
Defining Marks: Slicing scars run in various places around her body. Some people practiced cutting for depression issues--Morana did it recreationally. Seeing under the skin of so many people in the past got Morana to wonder if her insides looked the same. She did enjoy the pain, but that was secondary to the strange tissues she saw beneath the surface.
Description: At the basics, she is 5'11" and 140 lbs. Her hair is pink, and looks as though it might be faded hair dye. Her eyes are bright green, but when looking into the sun they look to be yellow. She has a wide, devious smile, exposing some sharper-than-the-norm canines. Her face is very feminine and heart shaped, with a pointy, petite nose. She keeps very good care of her skin, being so clean. Being a nurse, she's worked in her fair share of sterile environments, and knows how to best keep it that way. Her neck is thin and her clavicles are prominent, along with the tendons in her neck. If she were to flex her arm, the muscles would become pronounced and defined, but when relaxed they are very lean. She wears a size 34C cup. Her abs are defined just enough to show that she has little to no fat on her stomach. She has what some would call an appealing waist curve, leading to full hips. Her legs are long, but not necessarily disproportionately so. She wears a size 9 shoe, and her toe nails are almost always painted (no particular preference for color.) Her hands are delicate looking, and he fingers are exceptionally long. Her fingernails are usually painted as well. Morana has no qualms with make up, and no desire for it either. Sometimes she wears it, sometimes she doesn't,just like her clothes.

Morana's speech is in maroon.


Apparel Information

Head Gear: Occasionally, she will wear her vintage nursing hat.
Shirts: When not wearing one of her dresses, she would dress as any other normal civilian, usually in a t-shirt.
Pants: Jeans, or tights.
Shoes: She has two pairs of shoes. Black converse, and formal, white heels.
Misc: NA


Fighting Information

Fighting Style: Having no particular style, she fights purely on an ex-nurse's intuition.
Years Practiced: 6 years.
Description of style: After taking general education in college for 2 years, Morana started nursing school, and thus started interning at various offices as a nurse. She has experience getting people to the gurney, and making them stay there. Her movements are quick, and precise. She mostly uses a restraint >incapacitate >and scarring method.

EX.

Morana grabbed his right wrist tightly, and ducked under his arm, twisting and pinning it behind his back. She kicked the back of his knee, and pushed forward with all her weight, expecting to fall with and on top of him. When on the floor, she would sit up, still pinning his arm to his back, and straddle him. Using her free hand, she would grab the back of his head and mash it into the ground repeatedly until she was satisfied, thinking he was unconscious. She would then lean in close to his face, and listen to his breathing. Unconscious bodies had a steadier breathing rate than conscious ones. If he proved to be knocked out, she would flip him over, and leave her mark before walking away as though nothing happened.


History Information

History: Morana was born on the warm summer evening of July 1st. She grew up in a privileged household on the rich side of town with her two parents, Klarissa and Earnest Falk, and her sister, Alice. Alice was two years older than Morana. They grew up completely inseparable. Alice was her best friend. They would frequently embark on small adventures, such as visiting the pond in the woods behind their large estate. Earnest Falk was hardly ever home, having always been away on business. He was a highly esteemed doctor.

Earnest's home hospital he worked at was different from most, in the sense that most of the doctors were corrupt. Most participated in a secret game that was almost like taking bets at the derby. The game worked in such a way that the participants had a secret, unspoken board on which were all the doctor's names, and all the patients that had died under each hand. The main goal of the game was to kill the least amount of people, however there were the twisted few who somehow got away with their malpractice and favored the alternative option: killing as most as possible without getting caught. Earnest was not one of these men, though. He did know about the board and ranks, but chose not to participate, even though he knew he ranked highest for the least amount of killings. He tried not to let it get to his head, but the fact of the matter is, he prided himself on his achievements. Eventually, neighboring hospitals began hearing rumors of his famed precision and intuition. They would ask him to come in for special cases while his temporary associates would watch intently. He eagerly took these jobs, driven by a subconscious urge to prove himself to the world.

Klarissa worked as an architect from home, so she could keep an eye on her children. She would have to leave for brief instances from time to time, but leave her girls under the "watchful" eye of the family nanny, Katie Greenhenge.

Katie had all the credentials of the perfect nanny, but only took the jobs to use the Falk's home as her own, personal vacation spot. If she wasn't having boys over to participate in vigorous activities, she was either swimming in the pool, raiding the fridge, or sipping vintage wine from the alcohol cabinet.

One day, Morana and Alice decided to play a game. It was called "Follow Katie Around All Day, But Don't Get Caught." Morana observed Katie's strange mannerisms very closely. The first thing she did was go to the family kitchen and find some cheese and crackers. She then carried her tray out to the pool area, set it on a table, and stripped down to her teal string bikini. She then relocated the tray to the floor next to the jacuzzi, before stepping into the warm water, and indulging herself with the cheesey goodness.

Morana and Alice got bored with her about five minutes in to this, and left to go make a fort in the house. The fun stopped when Katie stumbled through the room and up the stairs, all the while slurring loudly on her cell phone about inviting some boy over.

A short while later, he arrived. The usual one. Morana and her sister usually ignored their nanny, especially when she had someone over. But... In light of the game...

The two little girls began their trek upstairs, and into the room the young couple had occupied. They peeked in through the slightly ajar door, and saw something very disturbing to say the least. Alice fainted. At the time, Alice was nine. Morana was 7.

After the Falks fired Katie, finding the strength to hire and new, trustworthy nanny was out of the question. Earnest was forced to stay home, instead of fulfilling his desires for acceptance.

Nine months later, the Falks had a son named Adam.

Morana was extremely excited about the new arrival and often watched over him, even when under the care of her parents. She even sometimes pretended he was her own child. Over the course of the years, her bond with her brother grew, while the relationship with her sister deteriorated. Alice spent the rest of her childhood in immensely jealous of Adam.

When Morana was 18, she graduated from high school and got into the same college as her father, aspiring to be a doctor just like him. After her first two years of general ed, she decided to change her profession to nursing. About one year after starting nursing school, she began interning as a nurse in the same hospital her father worked at. Everything moved smoothly for about a year and a half more.

Her brother, aged 15 at the time, was rushed to the emergency room in critical condition. He had suffered several knife wounds to the chest and stomach, resulting in traumatic blood loss. Morana abandoned her duties and rushed to the scene. Upon seeing him in his condition as he lay helplessly on the rushing gurney, she knew he wouldn't make it. A couple of arteries weakly spewed blood, leaving a small trail behind him. She swiftly ran to him and stopped the gurney for as long as she could prevent the other nurses from moving it. She looked Adam directly in his eyes, trying to avoid his paling skin. Her face was determined, but her eyes began to water.

"Alice." He finally managed to sputter out.

Her face filled with rage as she was pulled away from her brother The gurney continued to a room, but the trail had stopped. Somebody tightly squeezed Morana's shoulder, dragging her attention away from the dismal scene. It was Jan, one of the E.R. secretaries.

"Your family is in the waiting room." Jan informed her.

"Thank you."Her voice was flat and lacked any sign of emotion. Tears streamed down her face, but her visage was cold and hard.

On the way to the lobby, she took a detour to an empty O.R. room, that had just been cleaned and prepared for the next emergency operation, and grabbed a scalpel from the metallic tray beside the operating bed. Her walk toward the waiting room was determined; her intentions were ugly. The step through the doorway, as she set cold eyes on her sister, was silencing. Apparently she had made up some alibi to the police, as she was here and unsuspected.

Morana gripped her weapon, her vengeance, her salvation, and briskly walked to her Alice. Nobody had time to see it coming. She outstretched her arm, and made a swift, clean slice across her sister's jugular. Her father would be proud. Alice didn't even have the opportunity to scream. She just sputtered and gurgled as she collapsed to the floor.

Morana didn't hesitate to run out of the room, not even risking being caught. She ran for a couple of miles, taking an obscure route, and hiding occasionally.

She went about the rest of her life in a hedonistic state, using many aliases. She experiences the urge to continue practicing medicine, and learning about the body. So, she will often take down and unwitting victim, and use her trusty scalpel to "study" them while also "fixing" any potential "problems." She had grown to be very sexual since then, and will often satisfy both needs at the same time, whether the subject is willing or not.

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Since Barker took over, she no longer has a reason to fear the law, thus taking less precautions when taking part in her activities. For instance, she no longer feels the need to use an alias. At one point, she visited her old home to salvage some of her things. She spends most of her time now either reading medical texts, or experimenting with operations both on herself and others.




Living Status Information[/u]

Type of residence: If she isn't sleeping in someone else's house, she's occupying some random, broken down building. She doesn't have a single home, but she does have a favorite residence. Yes, it is an old doctor's office.
Roommates: (N/A)


Cases Against The Faculty: 0
Cases Of Hurting Students: 0

Stats:

Strength:28
Dexterity:25
Constitution:10
Intelligence:10
Wisdom:7
Charisma:10



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