Post by MAKKURO ALENA MORENO on Nov 23, 2009 23:37:20 GMT -5
MAKKURO ALENA MORENO
[/font][/color]IS TWENTY-ONE AND INVINCIBLE[/font][/color]
TO SHAKE THIS HELL FROM[/font][/color]
EVERYTHING I TOUCH[/font][/color][/center]
→ YOUR GENDER: female
→ YOUR TIME ZONE: eastern
→ YOUR YEARS OF ROLEPLAY: 6+
→ YOUR OTHER CHARACTERS (if applicable): jason, ryuu, nazaire, Z
→ CODE WORD: -adminedit-[/color][/ul]
YOU'RE AS WEAK AS THE
[/font][/color]HEARTS YOU BREAK[/font][/color][/center]
→ NICKNAMES: n/a
→ AGE && DATE OF BIRTH: twenty-one & april 17 1988
→ GENDER: female
→ ALLIANCE: criminal, the dolls
→ OCCUPATION: beta of the dolls[/color][/ul]
SAVE SOME FACE, YOU KNOW
[/font][/color]YOU'VE ONLY GOT ONE[/font][/color][/center]
→ DISTINGUISHING FEATURES:
her blue hair, her petite and delicate frame, keeping her skin so pale in a city like barcelona, and her interesting sense of style.
→ OVERALL APPEARANCE:
the first thing one would think when seeing makkuro would be "small" or "delicate", and the next thing would be "pretty". she stands at barely 5'1, and her weight fluxuates around 100 to 110 lbs. since she was sixteen, makkuro has been dying parts of her hair in different hues of blues and teals. her favourite colour to wear is black, and sometimes we will wear something blue to match her hair. if her style had to be categorized, it would go under the both 'goth' and 'punk'. she likes fishnets [torn or intact], she likes corsets, and she will occasionally be seen sporting a short black leather skirt.
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YOUR SPOTLESS INSTINCTS
[/font][/color]ARE VALID, WE COEXIST[/font][/color][/center]
men, her work, the idea of anarchy [not in the sense of chaos, but in the sense that it would mean freedom], men, sex, sparring, martial arts, reading, cats, fireplaces, hot cocoa, the beach [though at night more so than during the day], long bubble baths, tatiana [ her boss], tatiana's bodyguard [though she wouldn't admit it in a million years], sunsets, sunrise, the sound of waves lapping at the shore, sleeping on a blanket on sand, comic books, the idea of eternal youth[/size]
→ DISLIKES:
not being taken seriously because of her size, being made fun of because of her size, the sound of bullets wizzing by her head, how she looks sometimes, animal cruelty, knife wounds, puddles of blood, eating meat, beer, the smell of dirty bars
→ FEARS:
dying on the job, dying alone, being burned to near death but then surviving, falling in water and forgetting how to swim , marriage
→ STRENGTHS:
her stubborness, her sheer will, being cold when the situation requires it, keeping her mouth shut when the situation requires it, she's a good listner and keeps secrets very well, she's a good fighter [hand to hand combat or with knives, guns, swords, etc]
→ WEAKNESSES:
wishing to protect her alpha [tatiana], being overly cold at times, keeping people at a distance, being too harsh or opinionated at times
→ OVERALL PERSONALITY:
makkuro has a rather cold outer shell, and she's able to keep it in place without much effort. It takes quite the determination to bore a hole through that cold wall, however once inside, all of the effort would be well worth it. Makkuro is a very loving and caring person at heart. She's a hopeless romantic, though she will certainly deny it, and she aches to have someone close to her, dear to her. Due to her ex husband however, she pushes people away rather than letting them in. Makkuro can sometimes be so desperate to keep people at a distance that she will use insults and even physical force. She has a stubborn streak, and quite the temper on her when someone knows how to press her buttons just right. Otherwise Makkuro is calm and collected. One of her best attributes is that she's able to keep a cool head in a heated situation. Sometimes even if someone dear to her is in danger, she can still fight to keep that cool mask in place, because he knows that losing her cool will llikely cause that person more harm. Makkuro knows that she'd have to stay calm in order to think of the best solution, the best way out.
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TELL US A STORY, I KNOW
[/font][/color]YOU'RE NOT BORING[/font][/color][/center]
Makkuro was born to a rich couple, her father was half hispanic [the other half being french] and her mother was a japanese korean mix. Her mother died due to complications during birth, so she was raised by father an assortment of nannies. Her childhood, though motherless, was a rather happy one. They lived comfortably at times, and other times they lived more than just comfortably. Her father gave her the love and affection of two parents rather than one, and her nannies were all pleasant women with children of her own. Makkuro would often play with those children, therein being socialized to the Spanish culture, as well as how to act and not to act. Her father was very proud of her, even with all of the privledge in her life, Makkuro never became spoiled or snooty.
When she was around the age of fifteen, her father fell sick. He wanted for her to be taken care of, and being an old fashioned man he figured the way to do that was to marry her off. He was able to pull strings due to her age, and soon found the perfect suiter. Alejandro was handsome, had money, was not yet twenty, and he was nice to pretty little Makkuro. She was first quite opposed to the idea, but soon found herself falling for his charms. She was married soon after her sixteenth birthday.
She moved out of her fathers house, the goodbyes bringing tears to everyones eyes, and moved into a sligtly smaller house with her new husband. Makkuro was still unaware that her father was terminally ill, or she would have never left his side. Her father was well aware of this, it being the reason for why he had not told her. And he also did not wish for her to be unhappy.
Alejandro treated his young and beautiful bride like a princess, making her feel like the most cherished woman on this earth. Makkuro was head over heels in love.
Makkuro's father died a few days before she turned seventeen, and she fell into grieving. Her emotions alternated from anger to grief to complete emptiness for weeks. She had never known he was dying, she'd been seeing him as often as she could after having gotten married, but near the end he kept telling her that he was too busy with work. She'd understood at the time, but she would have never guessed that he had said this due to being on his death bed. Makkuro was not even able to say goodbye.
Later on she realized her father's reasoning. He had wanted her to remember him the way he had been.
Makkuro said her goodbye and then leaned on her husband for support. Alejandro was as loving as ever, comforting his wife the best he could. Over time however he started to change. Without the threat of Makkuro's father over her head, and with no other family of hers around to protect her, he treated his wife more and more as he actually wanted. It wasn't long before he started to verbally abuse her. The physical abuse was not far behind.
She was too in love to let him go, sticking by his side, all the while hiding bruises and wounds. Makkuro had never believed she would turn into a woman like this, a carpet for her husband to walk all over, but she loved him too dearly. So she told herself lies, justifying his behaviour. It had to be due to work, stress, money.
Sometime before she turned eighteen, Makkuro became pregnant. She was overjoyed by the news, however Alejandro did not take it as positively. He fell into a rage, screaming that he was not ready to have a child yet, he was too young and he did not want to waste his money on a kid. Makkuro's hopes plummeted as she was shoved down a flight of stairs. She lost the child, and with it her love for Alejandro. She was able to stick by him while he hurt her, but she could not justify the murder of what was to be their child.
Makkuro filed for divorce, and when Alejandro threatened to hurt her more than he ever had, Makkuro paid for lessons in self defence and weaponry. She would never let a man hurt her ever again. Nor would she fall in love ever again. She strongy believed that her heart had died along with their child and the love she had for her husband. She did not fight for anything during the divorce except for her freedom. Makkuro received money from her father's will when she turned eighteen, she needed nothing of Alejandro's.
So she left him and went out on her own. The first thing she did was to bleach her ebony hair and dye it blue. If Alejandro were to look for her, he'd never suspect that his little Makkuro would dye her hair such a colour. Besides, she'd always wanted to have her hair that colour. Next she bought a whole new wardrobe, and got her septum pierced.
Makkuro was not quite ready to live all alone, so she decided to live with a friend the first few months. Little did she know that her friend was part of the women-only criminal organization known as The Dolls. Once finding out about this, Makkuro was intrigued, and joined the group. From there she used all of her ambition, her fighting skills, and leadership abilities to climb her way up. In three years she fought her way to the position of Beta, to be the closest at Tatiana's side. Makkuro respects the woman, and would do anything that she asked. She has not seen Alejandro in those three years, but that doesn't mean that he isn't out there, searching for his favourite little doll.[/size]
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IF I LET YOU GO WOULD THE
[/font][/color]SCARS CONTINUE TO SHOW[/font][/color][/center]
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