Post by Eleanor on Sept 19, 2009 16:18:34 GMT -8
Basic Information[/u]
Name: Eleanor Kyrie Eleison Reichmann
Also Known As: Lea, Kyrie
Age: 18
Height: 5'6
Weight: 115 lbs
Blood Type: AB
Gender: Female
Sexuality: A-sexual
Ethnicity: ¾German, ¼ Bastard
Nationality: American
Eye Color: She has mesmerizing bright green eyes with small specs of amber cascading her iris .The outer rim of her eye has a natural dark shade of green, giving her a piercing yet sultry gaze.
Hair: Dark brown
Pass Time Information
Hobbies: Gaining knowledge from books and observing people by taking their pictures and then shooting it to shreds at a shooting range with her Glock 31 , Barret M82A1 & her Heckler-Koch MSG-90 sniper rifle.
Talents: Shooting, free running.
Languages She speaks 3 languages almost fluently;
- German
- English
- Spanish
Favorite things: Her weapons, her wealth, her books, matches.
Sports/Clubs Shooting club.
Misc.: She collects beauty magazines
Mental Information
Personality:
Her upbringing caused her to be so extremely withdrawn that she hardly ever speaks , when she does she has a very raspy feminine voice which lacks emotion-deadpan. Emotions are merely things in her eyes that she doesn't seem to understand. This often lead people to think that she's mute or just a emotionless retard. Over the years the presence of emotions have diminished and now she doesn't know how to respond to various situations where they require affection or kindness. Eleanor looks at things with a logical perspective and therefore she cannot understand why people do things that aren't logical. Despite being cold on the surface she is boiling inside. At first she longed to understand human emotions what made her frustrated but also motivated to know more ,but when she finally grasped a form of emotion her family punished her by melting her skin off. So she abandoned that dream and accepted that she is meant to be a stoic,malignant and wrathful doll.
Mentality:
Crab mentality
(sometimes also described as "crab in a bucket syndrome") describes a way of thinking best described by the phrase "if I can't have it, neither can you." The metaphor refers to a pot of crabs. Singly, the crabs could easily escape from the pot, but instead, they grab at each other in a useless "king of the hill" competition which prevents any from escaping and ensures their collective demise. The analogy in human behavior is that of a group that will attempt "pull down" any member who achieves success beyond the others, out of jealousy or competitive feelings.
With Eleanor she developed this mentality because she's jealous of how people are able to feel and nowadays look . Scarred with her past she wants others to feel and look the same. Despite her newly developed phobia (Arson phobia) she gets confusing feelings when she comes into contact with Fire. At first she'll panic and experience fear but when flashes of her past keep on repeating inside her head that fear turns into insanity. This insanity brings out a sadistic side of her that wants to create chaos and despair, torching everything around her.
Ideal: none
Belief: She has fallen
Physical Information
Build: A medium frame with a pear shaped figure.
Defining Marks: She has Third-degree burns on the right side of her body that also covers the right side of her face. This is however not visible when she covers her face with a side bang.
Description:
Before:
>Face
Eleanor was a mysterious young woman with fair skin and enticing green, almond shaped eyes that were full of life. Her lips were nice and full, often wearing dark red lipstick to give her appearance a little more spice. Her nose was petite and straight.
>Body
Having a pear shaped figure means she had the hips and round ass to make a man crazy but ..that also meant she lacked some curves in the upper area. Her chest size was a decent B but it's still in balance with the rest of her body. Her torso is slightly longer than normal but also very toned. Eleanor's legs are long and curvy and her feet are a size 6½.
>Misc
She used to sing in the church, often moving the hearts of men with her angelic voice.
Now:
>Face
The right side of her head is severely damaged by the fire, scarring the right side of her face and the area around her ear. This resulted in a horrific burn that covers an area of her forehead,eye and cheek. A large area around her ear is bald and the ear itself is badly injured. Her eye was also damaged but there might be a chance for it to recover so her eyelids were sown together to give it a chance. Her good eye is nowadays dull and completely empty.To hide her grotesque appearance she let her hair grow to her hips and then cutting it in a A-symmetrical way with the left side shorter than the right.
>Body
Eleanor sub-stained burn wounds that covers 45 % of her body.
The right side of her arm is entirely burned just like her neck, torso and leg. The skin has healed but it still horrific and vulnerable. To prevent infections or re-opening of the skin she wear a special bodysuit made out of a soft white fabric to cover her arm, leg and torso. Since the burn damaged the muscles around her neck and cheek it isn't easy to eat, combined with some personal issues she's losing weight rapidly. From 140 lbs she's now down to 115 lbs. Her curves are slowly fading away though they are hardly seen by her over sized shirts and baggy jeans.
>Misc
Since she hardly ever speaks she isn't used to using her own voice. So when she speaks she had a very raspy feminine voice which lacks emotion; Deadpan. Her love for singing is gone since she cannot bring herself to sing , it reminds her too much of the past.
Health issues:
Due to the damaged skin it is quite difficult to move around since allot of her muscle tissue are damaged. It is also very easily to get infections so her immune system is constantly under fire. She has to disinfect her skin several times a day and to hydrate it with a cream so she can move around easier. Also, she has to take vitamins since her body isn't getting enough nutritions because of her underweight.
Apparel Information
Head Gear: Loose hanging knitted hats and a dark brown eye patch.
Shirts: Long sleeved shirts with now and then a pattern on it
Pants: Baggy jeans or skinny jeans with a low hanging crotch.
Shoes: All stars
Misc: Body suit ,scarfs and a glove over her right hand
Fighting Information
Fighting Style: Shoot and Run
Years Practiced: 12 years
Description of style:
She hates getting into contact with people and finds it completely unlogical since one bullet to the head is enough. Eleanor depends on her weapons to survive since she was brought up with guns and she's fucking good with handling them. Her aiming skills are superb and she never misses anything she wants to kill. She used to combine her flexible and fast moves to react with deadly precision. Eleanor used her excellent eyesight and hearing to decrease the possibility of failing and to increase the numbers of victims. To escape from the crime scene she used her free running skills to disappear without anyone noticing she was even there.Even though she avoids physical contact she knows a few moves to manage but that's about it. After her accident she lost allot of her agility since the fire burned away muscles and tendons, making it hard for her to use her right limbs properly. Her nerves were also charred by the fire so she cannot feel pain in certain areas.
Stats & Expierence Points:
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 20
Constitution: 10
Intelligence: 20
Wisdom: 20
Charisma:10
History Information
History:
A creatures solution to his discontent
The light burns and sears my soul,
Taking what life that still breaths in me,
And burning it,
Burning it,
Wrenching out what life I have.
But why this method?
This way into death?
The fire which destroys the light inside,
Brings me despair,
Despair from that
Which took all of what I had been.
Hundreds of years of scouring,
Scouring in the dark
Feeding on that which had once breathed real life,
Crawling the earth,
Feeling, hearing, and tasting life forces,
Feeding with frenzy to make myself whole,
Then crawling into the earth
As the light touches its surface,
Scrambling away....a creature of hell.
The light burns and sears my soul,
Taking what life that still breaths in me,
And burning it,
Burning it,
Wrenching out what life I have.
But why this method?
This way into death?
The fire which destroys the light inside,
Brings me despair,
Despair from that
Which took all of what I had been.
Hundreds of years of scouring,
Scouring in the dark
Feeding on that which had once breathed real life,
Crawling the earth,
Feeling, hearing, and tasting life forces,
Feeding with frenzy to make myself whole,
Then crawling into the earth
As the light touches its surface,
Scrambling away....a creature of hell.
Eleanor Kyrie Eleison Reichmann.
A woman who held an inferiority complex towards her beautiful and intelligent twin sister. Born into a wealthy family only fed that inferiority complex since her sister Vivienne had the brains and looks, and that made Eleanor seem like a worthless extra in the eyes of their parents. Since childhood she secluded herself from others ,having only faith to keep her company. The Reichmann family was a German family that were firm believers of God and above all- Nazis.
As years went by their parents didn't give Eleanor any parental love since her sister was the perfect daughter, the little angel of the Reichmann family. This lack of 'love' made her introverted personality more and more extreme and from an early age she stopped smiling, hiding herself from everyone. She didn't understand why her father and mother didn't pay any attention to her , no matter how hard she tried , her dear sister always shined brighter and quickly Eleanor felt she was living in the shadow of her sister.
The inferiority complex ,which swelled inside her and that had nowhere to go has become a sharp blade and is about to be pointed at her sister. From all the people she killed she never longed so much to see her sisters brain getting scrambled up and exploding out of her skull by her gun.Not that Eleanor cared for small detail. You see, the funny thing about having a family that's so fucked up by a religion is that when twins are born they tend to say one is Yin and the other Yang aka An angel and a devil. Since her beloved sister always managed to have this radiant smile on her pretty face she was considered to be the angel and dear ol' Eleanor became the devil because she was shy and withdrawn. It didn't help that the gene pool decided to give El brown hair and green eyes instead of blond hair and blue eyes.No ,her sister managed to get that so they saw Eleanor as a bastard, a failure. They were so disgusted by her appearance that they decided to eliminate any chance of offspring so they just ripped out her womb and ovaries.
Eleanor was sent to boot camp to become a bodyguard and her sister to a private school to become a lady.For the following years she was thrown into a world of violence to become a guard. Brainwashed with religion and discipline she became a doll with killer precision.
For the next following years she saw how her sister grew up and it just made her furious how she could shine so much, despite being insulted and treated like dirt 24/7. Eleanor began to hate her so much and when she heard the news that her beloved sister would be send away for an arranged marriage she laughed.
During their wedding Eleanor's good mood was shattered when she saw that Viv and the man were madly in love. How could this happen?!?! She didn't got the time to think as there were a few hit men trying to kill them. As a trained dog she jumped in front of her sister and caught the bullet in her left shoulder. Despite being wounded she easily killed the hit men and retreated to her post as if it was nothing. Her sister however ran towards her in tears and checked if she way okay. This was a complete surprise to her and out of the blue Vivienne apologized to her about everything; the angel vs devil stuff, the treatment and Eleanor not being able to live like a normal girl. In this short moment she felt a form of affection and the urge to protect her sister ,not because it was her duty ,no because of love. And that emotion was a mistake
When she hugged her sister she saw the priest pointing a gun at them and because she was hugging her sister she couldn't react in time and a bullet went through her sisters head. Enraged she emptied her gun in the priest and dropped to the floor with her dead sister in her arms. They had to knock her KO with a gun in order to get her away from her sister.
When she woke up she was hanging in a basement with chains around her wrists. Her father stood in front of her and he began to hit her with a baseballbat, yelling at her. Eleanor thought he was so mad at her because she failed to protect his daughter but no. It was because she killed a priest and for only that she deserved to burn in hell. But killing her would be a mild and easy way to go so he ordered his men to hold her while he grabbed a Oxy torch and began to give her a taste of hell.
After her torture he dragged her up the stairs and put her in a car. He drove to an abandoned industrial are and simply kicked her out of the car and never came back. Someone however found her and took her to a hospital.For months she stayed there, trying to recover but when she saw her reflection in her mirror , her world along with her faith shattered. She would go to hell anyways so she didn't care anymore. After a year she was able to walk again but she had to use crutches. With the money she saved and stored in a separate bank she fled to America when her father discovered his daughter wasn't dead.
Now she's trying to life a simple life even though she knows her father will come and get her.
Living Status Information[/u]
Type of residence: A small apartment near a graveyard.
Roommates: N/A
Cases Against The Faculty: 0
Cases Of Hurting Students: 0
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