Post by Belle Mau on Jan 21, 2016 15:26:38 GMT -8
Basic Information
Name: Bellerina Mau
Nickname(s): Belle
Age: Twenty-two
Height: Five feet
Weight: Eighty-five pounds
Blood Type: O Negative
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Maybe. Meow~
Eye Color: Gold
Hair: White
Pass Time Information
Hobbies: Kleptomania. Shop(lift)ing. Learning about technology.
Talents: Catlike balance. Silent Step. Quick Learner. Hand-to-Hand. Disappearing ("I swear she was RIGHT NEXT TO ME.")
Favorite things: Meow! Shiny objects. Biting. Rai. Biting Rai.
Miscellaneous: .....meow. Because meow. She rarely ever leaves Rai's general location. Unless there is a shiny that is prettier than him.
Mental Information
Personality: Bright and bubbly, she often appears far too oblivious for her own good. Belle is incredibly curious and excitable, and she makes up for her quiet steps with a loud "MEOW!" She can go from being incredibly clingy to aloof.
Mentality: She is aware what people think of her and uses that to her advantage. She is the light to her partner's dark, the loud to his quiet, the soft to his hard.
Ideal: Kleptomania~ Meow~
Belief: "If there is a god, then yay! If not... yay!"
Physical Information
Build: Short and incredibly thin.
Defining Marks: White cat ears, whiskers, and a long white tail: created by her Qi and a single scar slashing from the left of her collarbone down to her naval.
Description:
History Information
History: Born a normal girl to normal parents with far too much normal surrounding her, Bellarina Mau had the perfect normal life. She had normal parents who came home from their normal jobs, a brother and a baby sister, and made fairly normal grades. It seemed she was never quite meant to excel at… anything. She went through most of her life content with the mediocrity.
In high school, she began to branch out a little bit more. She began to make friends with the wrong crowd and do everything… wrong. She was a sophomore before things really started to change. At a party with too many things being passed out, the last thing she remembers is a drink handed to her by somebody that looked like a frat boy. When she woke up, dawn peeking in through the window, every mark on her body was a reminder. She cried, that day. Her “friends” convinced her not to turn anybody in. Their accounts of that story all led to her practically begging for it.
She dropped out of high school and ran away from home by the end of the year, giving up on everything. She lost the bright light that made her special and instead, became something… dark. She began to search for a meaning behind her suffering.
The nights were long and miserable. Most of the time, she was content to do things that her family would never approve of. She began to steal the things that looked a little too pretty. And on one fateful night, there was a man… and his ring was far too shiny.
Well practiced, she managed to get the onyx and ruby piece of jewelry off of his finger. She escaped, thinking she had gotten away with it. The screech from inside made her hair stand on end, and for the rest of that night, she tried to keep away from the monster.
When he finally caught up to her, she was exhausted, but despite his… knowledges… she refused to tell him where she was hiding his ring. The night ended at dawn, with her tear-streaked and bruised, and him standing over her.
“What is your name?”
“Bellerina.”
“….seriously?”
“Yeah.”
“Alright. Well, Belle, get up. Let’s go get you cleaned up.”
He offered her his hand, and when she took it… She never looked back.
