Post by skell bouras on Oct 25, 2014 17:02:40 GMT
Opening file...
▶ BASIC INFORMATION.
▶ SKELL, ZEMINA.
SILPH CO.'S PRESIDENT. MOBSTER.
SILPH CO.'S PRESIDENT. MOBSTER.
▶ NAME:
olivia bouras, now "skell." every once in a while someone may address her by her last name, but it's usually only skell.
▶ AGE:
twenty-five.
▶ GENDER:
female, girl, lady, woman, ms, mrs, whatever you want to call it.
▶ HOMETOWN:
saffron city, kanto.
▶ AFFILIATION:
... i suppose you could call her a part of zemina- but for god's sake, no need to spread that around. her real alliance lies within herself and her mob ( and silph, by connection). sure, she'll use her mighty ghost pokemon to fight for zemina, but only if the favor is returned. there's always something in it for her, it seems...
▶ JOB/OCCUPATION:
a citizen, currently. by zemina's standards, anyway. skell is the president and owner of silph co, as well as managing saffron's mafia.
▶ IN-DEPTH INFORMATION.
▶ PERSONALITY:
oh, poor little miss skell. she has a brilliant creative mind you know, but it's all put to waste because of one little slip up. of course, no one had ever really cared about her, and it wasn't her fault! skell has always been innocently troubled, although the issues started out small...what was dropping grains of salt onto snails as 'experiments' became biting other children in kindergarten. and the worst thing about little miss skell is, she always draws blood.
she's always had an odd, if not slightly twisted way of looking at things. sure, she had to do her lessons and learn everything that she was supposed to be taught in school...but why learn those things now, when she had no reason to use them? skell was a smart ass when it came down to it, and she never got caught. simply because, she found the nicest way to state her comment. it was always polite, manipulating, and gave a slight flair of a know-it-all type attitude, but many people actually found that part quite cute. she had easily found a way to make it through her life.
her creative mind wasn't something she used with paint or pencils-it was for puzzles and words. skell had almost everyone wrapped around her finger. she'd outsmart many people with words, creating statements and sentences that boggled anyone who was remotely close to her age. although it earned her respect, it also cursed her with loneliness. and being alone was one of the scariest things for skell. she had never been one for toys or board games-she preferred to play her games with human beings. and with no one to toy with, she'd likely become restless.
but she's still in there...somewhere. granted, her real hurt and feelings are deep, but there's still some olivia bouras left in her. hopefully.
she's always had an odd, if not slightly twisted way of looking at things. sure, she had to do her lessons and learn everything that she was supposed to be taught in school...but why learn those things now, when she had no reason to use them? skell was a smart ass when it came down to it, and she never got caught. simply because, she found the nicest way to state her comment. it was always polite, manipulating, and gave a slight flair of a know-it-all type attitude, but many people actually found that part quite cute. she had easily found a way to make it through her life.
her creative mind wasn't something she used with paint or pencils-it was for puzzles and words. skell had almost everyone wrapped around her finger. she'd outsmart many people with words, creating statements and sentences that boggled anyone who was remotely close to her age. although it earned her respect, it also cursed her with loneliness. and being alone was one of the scariest things for skell. she had never been one for toys or board games-she preferred to play her games with human beings. and with no one to toy with, she'd likely become restless.
but she's still in there...somewhere. granted, her real hurt and feelings are deep, but there's still some olivia bouras left in her. hopefully.
▶ HISTORY:
born into a mob family, with two older brothers. one father, one mother. not for long.
she was a winter baby and her body was dainty. small, thin fingers, girlish features. she was a lady from the start. not very chubby, and with little brown fuzz on her head. she was just learning to truly babble when her mother passed away. bam! dead. but it was okay. she was young, so she cried. but it was simply because she missed the comfort. some people like to think that babies that age have extreme emotional connections to their families. but that tired notion has been disproved and disproved-- no, olivia did not miss her mother, and skell doesn't miss her either.
from a young age, she took the mother's role. cleaning after school, cooking a bit. but her father married again, to some bimbo from "sinnoh," and then she was just a girl, going to school. she was a clever girl. always thinking everything out carefully, learning how to manipulate others for her own gain. then, it was her way of getting that prized position- top of her class. by age 7, skell had no friends but was somehow the most admired child in her school.
she knew of her father's work. she didn't know exactly what it was, but she knew it existed and she knew he killed people. it was his job. it's what helped them live. and one day, they packed up their things and moved into a bigger house, with higher ceilings and a large patio with lights strung from pillars. it was beautiful, and it was all because of her father's job. he killed people. and it helped them.
from a young age, for skell, killing was okay. of course, respect was treasured, so just as a hunter thanks god for his game, skell was taught to always bless her prey. right before she sunk her teeth in, and right after the heart stopped beating.
although it was a nice house they still lived in a dangerous neighborhood. she returned one day to find her house empty. she made some food, did her homework. and it was when she went to the sink to wash her dish that she saw the trail of blood. small drips, leading out the door. and she followed them.
her head was down. she was not ashamed, but, well. you can't die standing up.
bam! dead. her brother, the eldest, was dead on the ground. but olivia didn't flinch, or cower. she cried, but she did it silently. brother was always different. he always had...morals, so different from her father's or the rest of them. she knew he was going to die. olivia understands death, and she understood his.
yes, she suspected her father. multiple times, she'd sit up at night, thinking of why he did it or how he did it. but eventually it all faded away, and the family simply forgot about him. bam! dead. just as they forgot about the 'stepmom,' as she soon passed away, murdered by daddy's opposers.
she began to play a more prominent role in her father's organization. she was an enforcer of sorts, feared by all within. but still, she was a girl. she couldn't rise any further- olivia was cemented in place. and when whispers of her murder arose, she knew what she had to do.
bam! dead.
she was a winter baby and her body was dainty. small, thin fingers, girlish features. she was a lady from the start. not very chubby, and with little brown fuzz on her head. she was just learning to truly babble when her mother passed away. bam! dead. but it was okay. she was young, so she cried. but it was simply because she missed the comfort. some people like to think that babies that age have extreme emotional connections to their families. but that tired notion has been disproved and disproved-- no, olivia did not miss her mother, and skell doesn't miss her either.
from a young age, she took the mother's role. cleaning after school, cooking a bit. but her father married again, to some bimbo from "sinnoh," and then she was just a girl, going to school. she was a clever girl. always thinking everything out carefully, learning how to manipulate others for her own gain. then, it was her way of getting that prized position- top of her class. by age 7, skell had no friends but was somehow the most admired child in her school.
she knew of her father's work. she didn't know exactly what it was, but she knew it existed and she knew he killed people. it was his job. it's what helped them live. and one day, they packed up their things and moved into a bigger house, with higher ceilings and a large patio with lights strung from pillars. it was beautiful, and it was all because of her father's job. he killed people. and it helped them.
from a young age, for skell, killing was okay. of course, respect was treasured, so just as a hunter thanks god for his game, skell was taught to always bless her prey. right before she sunk her teeth in, and right after the heart stopped beating.
although it was a nice house they still lived in a dangerous neighborhood. she returned one day to find her house empty. she made some food, did her homework. and it was when she went to the sink to wash her dish that she saw the trail of blood. small drips, leading out the door. and she followed them.
her head was down. she was not ashamed, but, well. you can't die standing up.
bam! dead. her brother, the eldest, was dead on the ground. but olivia didn't flinch, or cower. she cried, but she did it silently. brother was always different. he always had...morals, so different from her father's or the rest of them. she knew he was going to die. olivia understands death, and she understood his.
yes, she suspected her father. multiple times, she'd sit up at night, thinking of why he did it or how he did it. but eventually it all faded away, and the family simply forgot about him. bam! dead. just as they forgot about the 'stepmom,' as she soon passed away, murdered by daddy's opposers.
she began to play a more prominent role in her father's organization. she was an enforcer of sorts, feared by all within. but still, she was a girl. she couldn't rise any further- olivia was cemented in place. and when whispers of her murder arose, she knew what she had to do.
bam! dead.
▶ KNOWN POKEMON:
 orcus. ?. iron fist.
|  hecate. ♀. aftermath.
|
 macaria. ♀. insomnia.
|  thanatos. ♂. levitate.
|
 menoetes. ♂. pick up.
|  erebus. ♂. pressure.
|
 persephone. ♀. synchronize.
|  melinoe. ♀. levitate.
|
▶ WRITER INFORMATION.
▶ PLAYER:
caedmon
▶ EXPERIENCE:
uh. four i think. two or three legit years though.
▶ CHARACTERS:
diantha.
▶ FACE CLAIM:
JASDERO from D GRAY MAN
NETTE OF IS
