☣WE WERE THE KINGS AND QUEENS OF PROMISE☣
: Sasha Maxwell-King
: 13, King, 'hey you', assholeBirthday
: May 2
: Crobat [shiny]Favourite Food
: Chocolate covered Almonds
Born in Viridian City Kanto, Raised in Cianwood City Johto
Orientation: Pansexual - single dingle dangle
☣WE WERE THE VICTIMS OF OURSELVES☣Weapon
: Cricket Bat with industrial strength nails embeddedToxic Fist
: scavenger [likes the freedom of brief solace]Ability
: Inner FocusNature
: AdamantSummary Characteristic
: Somewhat stubborn
Body Type: Medium-Lithe
Eye Colour: Yellow Sclera|Magenta irises
Hair Colour: Black & red with a patch of white| Naturally chestnut brown
'never lose your flames' back of her collarbone
lighting bolt on her inner left hip
Spawn skull on left shoulder blade
30mm Gauges with stars
1 ear band
Green wing web marks
Misc Scratches about her form
Wide set hips melting into a thick thighs are a force to be reckoned with.
Some would argue she has the build of a natural born athlete; even toning all bout the crobat's form. But King would argue against it. A lean upper body matched with relatively toned arms. Along her arms and shoulder blades are her wing webs; the webbing is absorbed back into her body to allow for freedom of movement, these allow her flight but only for brief periods of time.
☣MAYBE THE CHILDREN OF A LESSER GOD☣
"you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover, but you will anyway"
Stubborn: She is incredibly stubborn most times, which can both a good thing as well as a bad thing. It does tend to get her in trouble as she can become snappy and rather rude to those in the past of her unwillingness to admit she was wrong. King is also not afraid of being blunt if the mood calls for it.
Blunt: She's a huge asshole when she wants to be, and will be right up in your face if her temper get the better of her.// opinions are often uncensored and no-nonsense, speaking her mind freely. This can often be seen as somewhat rude behaviour by others, however King does not mean to come off this way. King is fairly civil toward those whom respect her boundaries and opinions, though she has little patience for certain people. How much respect she is given is how much respect she is willing to give in return. When someone rubs her the wrong way, she will try to get right to the point if forced to interact with them. King really hates wasting time on unpleasant people, feeling as if she were doing them both a favour by getting their conversation over with as quickly as possible.
Reserved: King does not like to be bothered, to put this simply. Saying the young woman is shy or quiet would not be sufficient, as she has no issue approaching others or raising her voice. She does, however, have problems sharing personal information with anyone. This includes even the simplest conversation topics, such as her date of birth, her interests and hobbies, or even her name. Depending on her depth of trust she has in someone will determine how much she is willing to tell them -- though as it is now, King does not trust anyone.
Macabre: Biology and Anatomy are just a few of her favourite subjects to talk about when the topic rises. She's incredibly fascinated by how the body works. She has an affinity for the gory, Goth, and horror genres. Of course she has affinity for cute things also, sometimes she'll deem a specific zombie to be adorable.
reading [collecting any books she finds]
blood & guts [smashing a zombie's head in gives her a real thrill nowadays]
singing [she doesn't like anyone hearing her because she's terrible with complements]
large dense crowds [especially hordes of zombies that shit pisses her off]
can't stand those who think they are good at everything
being called her birth name
the unbearable stifling silence when roaming about buildings
BETWEEN HEAVEN AND
still a wip
King's father left her at a young age; parents had a good run while she grew but of course things are never good for too long as she learned. An older brother and now single mother after that was all she had. Not a bad childhood of course, good grades, friends, the occasional hint of angst and wild bouts of rebellion which ran rampant through her veins. Only because she allowed it. It was addicting like the rush of stealing or getting away with being the younger sibling. Her mother worked a relatively good job as the head nurse of a hospital and her brother older by a decade, he too worked a decent job as a mechanic. It was they who she would look up to and seek for solace from the world and the cruelty of it all. Friends were great and all but family was her everything reiterated at every meal, at family gatherings; with her mother's and eventually her brother's girlfriend's side.
After the breakout of the disease King flees their home in search of her brother, eventually they chance a meeting with one another. Daggers at one another's throats. "S-Sasha??! Y-you're alive!!" he proclaimed sheathing his blade not even caring if she cut him swathing her into his warm embrace the love that poured off his form nearly drowning her. Then he was shaking violently, her sweater soaked with his tears as he spoke of the trauma of everything. Recounting how he watched in horror as his girlfriends family was ripped to shreds, the feeble attempts each being made to defend themselves from the onslaught of zombies crashing through their family home. His voice broke at the mere mention of his beloved fought valiantly to defend her family only to be knocked down by an affected member. "It's alright Damien, it's alright." she cooed into his neck returning the gesture with the same amount of warmth. Her own ordeal wasn't any better in a world turned upside down.
☣HOPELESS AND TAKEN☣Moveset
[The user pins the target with a dark, arresting look. The target becomes unable to flee]
★Acrobatics [The user nimbly strikes the target. If the user is not holding an item, this attack inflicts massive damage.]
★Shadow Ball [The user hurls a shadowy blob at the target. This may also lower the target's Sp. Def stat.]
★Cross Poison [A slashing attack with a poisonous blade that may also poison the target. Critical hits land more easily.]
☣WE STOLE OUR NEW LIVES☣
"What else is there to say, really bitch?"Extras
Her hair was/is constantly being dyed but her eyebrows
her wing webs are retractable; this is signified by the markings along her arms and shoulder blades
she is mildly toxic [so like she can poison you; nothing too lethal]
pretty freaking flexible
her boots are her most prized possession (even covered in blood) so if you step on them she'll probably punch you
geometric infinity scarf is pretty important to her so don't fucking touch it
wears her romper with a concealed dagger under her sweater
well versed in mixed martial arts and muy thai
gets flustered around attractive beings
☣THROUGH BLOOD AND NAME☣
•collecting cricket and baseball bats
•singing; mostly to and for herself
•stupid parkour tricks
•shaking dat booty
IN DEFENCE OF OUR DREAMS
"I sing because the world is too fucking quiet"Tunes
WE WERE THE KINGS AND QUEENS
Paragraphs are ace!!
Notes-More comfortable [paragraphy only]
comments-are okay but slower in response and shorter(script).
skype- is a no...unless i really enjoy our RPs sors~</sup>
Lyrics; Kings && Queens
- 30 Seconds to