Post by smileyny on Oct 22, 2010 3:01:17 GMT -5
Name:Skelly Ton
Sex: Female
Age: About 21
Appearance: Skelly resembles that of a ragdoll, save for her pale white skin is white and nothing more. She has stitches lining her face, body, legs, and other limbs we may not know of. Her hair cascades freely to her lower back and is blood red, her eyes are pale green, and her lips painted black. She wears a pair of goggles and generally a lab coat cut short to be a short dress with striped stockings and black army boots. She also may put on black laytex gloves. Pends on what she is doing. Her body is about 145 pounds, and she stands at about 4'9. she has a sweet, heart shaped face but doesn't approve of people commenting on it.
Dimentia: She suffers from depression, migraines, and schizophrenia.
Motivation: Skelly generally kills everyone, she isn't picky. Old ladies, little kids, she does find a problem with killing loud people. She kills in the name of science, she finds that in order to get to the source of a problem a problem must be put before her. Vivisections appear to be her favorite as well as cell from cell ripping.
Weapons:
Torture devices:Straps, scalpel, and various medical equipment.
Items:
History: She was born into a nice family, a loving mother who worked part time as a maid (She was constantly worried that her husband would divorce her and decided to hide some money), and a loving father (A business tycoon who had the oddest ideas) , and a happy dog who often ate socks. She grew up to seven years before she began to notice how different she was. Her curiosity in science had grown since she was two and first noticed dust bunnies underneath her own bed.
Her mind wandered from harmless dust bunnies to mechanics. Seeing the capabilities, her father began giving her private tutors early, but because of his beliefs, she was deprived of the science she so desperately wanted. When she reached ten her mind was enthralled within science text books thrown away behind the school dumpster.
Upon the age of 18 her scientific mind took off and she began wondering what she, the person who noticed that she was different from everyone, looked like on the inside. She took a scalpel from a Do-It-Yourself Lab and began cutting herself up, surprised that she felt only a fraction of the pain and not surprised to see that she did look like everyone else, everywhere. She stitched herself back with surgical wire in the same Lab. Unfortunately, this was about the same time her disorders...er...conditions took over, soon her dog became the first victim. However, her happy little Spottie was killed before that baby he so gallantly looked over mutilated his snuggly, furry body. The parents were killed by their little girl on the day they saw what she had done to herself. She didn't have the mental capacity to take that her parents would hate her so she chose to A. Make them smile with a poem she had written, B. Kill them, and C. Freeze them while they were still smiling so she'd never feel as though she had been a disappointment.
At 21, she inherited her father's fortune and her mother's left over money, there in she created a laboratory inside her cozy little nest. Her dog, well he is alive now, thanks to her expiraments. She harnessed necromancy and brought him to life, now her only companions are her forever smiling parents and her boney beast who requires living flesh.
Sex: Female
Age: About 21
Appearance: Skelly resembles that of a ragdoll, save for her pale white skin is white and nothing more. She has stitches lining her face, body, legs, and other limbs we may not know of. Her hair cascades freely to her lower back and is blood red, her eyes are pale green, and her lips painted black. She wears a pair of goggles and generally a lab coat cut short to be a short dress with striped stockings and black army boots. She also may put on black laytex gloves. Pends on what she is doing. Her body is about 145 pounds, and she stands at about 4'9. she has a sweet, heart shaped face but doesn't approve of people commenting on it.
Dimentia: She suffers from depression, migraines, and schizophrenia.
Motivation: Skelly generally kills everyone, she isn't picky. Old ladies, little kids, she does find a problem with killing loud people. She kills in the name of science, she finds that in order to get to the source of a problem a problem must be put before her. Vivisections appear to be her favorite as well as cell from cell ripping.
Weapons:
Torture devices:Straps, scalpel, and various medical equipment.
Items:
History: She was born into a nice family, a loving mother who worked part time as a maid (She was constantly worried that her husband would divorce her and decided to hide some money), and a loving father (A business tycoon who had the oddest ideas) , and a happy dog who often ate socks. She grew up to seven years before she began to notice how different she was. Her curiosity in science had grown since she was two and first noticed dust bunnies underneath her own bed.
Her mind wandered from harmless dust bunnies to mechanics. Seeing the capabilities, her father began giving her private tutors early, but because of his beliefs, she was deprived of the science she so desperately wanted. When she reached ten her mind was enthralled within science text books thrown away behind the school dumpster.
Upon the age of 18 her scientific mind took off and she began wondering what she, the person who noticed that she was different from everyone, looked like on the inside. She took a scalpel from a Do-It-Yourself Lab and began cutting herself up, surprised that she felt only a fraction of the pain and not surprised to see that she did look like everyone else, everywhere. She stitched herself back with surgical wire in the same Lab. Unfortunately, this was about the same time her disorders...er...conditions took over, soon her dog became the first victim. However, her happy little Spottie was killed before that baby he so gallantly looked over mutilated his snuggly, furry body. The parents were killed by their little girl on the day they saw what she had done to herself. She didn't have the mental capacity to take that her parents would hate her so she chose to A. Make them smile with a poem she had written, B. Kill them, and C. Freeze them while they were still smiling so she'd never feel as though she had been a disappointment.
At 21, she inherited her father's fortune and her mother's left over money, there in she created a laboratory inside her cozy little nest. Her dog, well he is alive now, thanks to her expiraments. She harnessed necromancy and brought him to life, now her only companions are her forever smiling parents and her boney beast who requires living flesh.