Post by Minxie on Aug 22, 2010 11:55:58 GMT
Name: Chisisi Hilde ("Secret battle" - Chisisi: Secret, Hilde: Battle)
Aliases: Alabama
Nickname: Sisi (Pronounced "Seesee")
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Orientation: Bi-sexual
Home Country: Former Southern American States
Speciality: Subterfuge
Height: Five foot five
Weight: Eleven stone
Appearance: Dolldivine ref. 1 // Dolldivine ref. 2
Sisi has golden blonde, very wavy hair that reaches her shoulders. She's never really too sure what to do with it, so it often ends up either fully pulled back into a ponytail, or some of it pulled back.
A few freckles dust Sisi's nose and arms, moreso in the summer when she is outside in the sun as often as she can be. Her eyebrows are neatly shaped and nearly always arched upwards in apparent amusement. Her eyes are blue-green with fair (though not invisible) lashes.
Enjoying the outdoors (such as it is nowadays), Sisi is very tanned, her skin golden in tone. She has a few scars from rough-and-tumble with her cousins, but none that could easily identify her from any other tanned blonde.
Slim and toned from her enjoyment of rough sports and jogging, the five-foot-five blonde does not stand out in a crowd. She has a slightly upside-down-pear-shape, in that her shoulders are quite broad. Her hips, however, are very small, and were it not for her chest and love of low-cut tops, she could pretend to be a very effeminate boy.
Clothing Style: Sisi is very comfortable with her sexuality, and very comfortable with her figure. She enjoys wearing tops that show both her flat stomach, and her cleavage (which is often accentuated with the use of push-up bras). Her favourite colours are red, orange, and black, though she is not adverse to wearing other colours.
Whatever the weather, Sisi wears whatever-the-heck-she-wants. If she's in the mood for a skirt, she'll wear one, whether or not it's icy and snowing out.
Likes: Parties, guitars, good food
Dislikes: Study, authority, doing the laundry
Strengths: Personable, fit, making herself 'invisible'
Weaknesses: Pretty men/women, cake, rebellious
Bad habits: Flirting with anyone that takes her fancy whether it's appropriate or not, staying up far too late, mixing ridiculously strong cocktails, unable to stay in a steady relationship, mild kleptomania
Dreams/aspiration(s): Although she thoroughly dislikes authority, Sisi is flattered at finding herself at FA, and wishes to become one of the best there (so long as she doesn't have to do too much actual studying...)
Fear(s): Bugs, people messing with her organic wiring, going to the dentist, going to the doctor
Personality: Bright and bubbly, Sisi is a veritable social butterfly. She loves being around people, loves to talk, and is very good at it. She has an aura of personable warmth and kindness, which makes her an easy person for people to go to and talk their troubles away.
Although very friendly and kind, Sisi is a terribly bad influence, and is just as likely to hinder a person as help them; she doesn't see any problem with going out and partying instead of studying, nor does she see any problem with under-age drinking. She isn't really into any drugs, but that doesn't mean she hasn't tried them. Sisi is content to try anything once.
Sisi can be an insufferable tease; she generally means well, with no malice, but she isn't always good at knowing whom not to wind up, or when is a bad time.
Flirtatious to a fault, Sisi is happy to let people know of her attractions. Very "hands-on", the blonde loves to hug, or just have some sort of contact, even when she isn't flirting. She isn't easily hurt by a rejection; she knows that there are others who will appreciate her attentions.
Though she is a very good friend, and you can always rely on her to have your back whatever the cost, Sisi is a terrible girlfriend. She rarely gets into relationships, because she just can't stop her eyes roving. Anyone could be a potential bedfellow for her, and having a partner is not likely to stop her. She doesn't ever mean to hurt anyone, but Sisi is rarely in control of her libido.
Rough at the edges from a very lower-class upbringing, Sisi has a strong skill/bad habit of picking pockets and being places she shouldn't. She is not really interested in violence, so her method for gaining more money (for parties, generally) had to be more subtle, hence pick-pocketing.
Family: Lulu Sonowski (aunt)
Charlie Sonowski (Uncle)
Phillip Sonowski (cousin)
Reginald Sonowski (cousin)
Marco Sonowski (cousin)
Anthony Sonowski (cousin)
History: Chisisi Hilde was born to a family descended from German/Polish immigrants, in the former Southern States of America. Her family was of the lowest classes, and early life was hard. They had enough credits for food and clothing, but little-to-nothing more. Both her parents worked as cleaners for one of the Mega-Corporation's subsidiaries, as neither had particular skills or schooling. She had no siblings, and so generally had to entertain herself at the weekends when her parents were working.
When she was five, Sisi's parents were killed in a rail accident, and she was taken in by her aunt and uncle, Lulu and Charlie. Although they too were not of high social status, their jobs as computer technicians provided a comfortable enough upbringing. Sisi grew into quite a tomboy, surrounded by only male cousins. She quickly learned to rough-and-tumble, as otherwise she would have been left on the sidelines whilst they 'practised fighting'.
Violence was not rife in their area, but Sisi and her cousins would pass a rough area of the city on their way to school (when they bothered attending), which is one of the reasons the boys wanted to keep themselves fit and 'ready', in case the violence spilled out from the alleyways.
Sisi soon discovered she had a knack for getting herself into places she shouldn't (the headmaster's office, for instance, on a dare), and she began testing to see what other areas she could get into, as well as what she could get away with. It seemed as though she could talk (or charm) her way into many places that were usually not open to her, and Sisi found she thoroughly enjoyed night-life. The problem with that, was that one needed money for drinks (of which she had acquired quite a taste).
To supplement her very small allowance, Sisi took to pick-pocketing. Her ability to sneak almost unnoticed into places gave her a great advantage, and after a few failed attempts, she grew extremely good at the crime, and enjoyed it. Sometimes she would pick a pocket for the merry hell of it, whether she needed the Credits or not.
Her luck seemingly ran out when at the age of sixteen, three days before her birthday, Sisi picked the pocket of a Mega-Corp employee. Expecting to be hauled off to jail (as the employee in question was as sharp-eyed as she was sly), Sisi was shocked to find she was in fact being dragged off to boarding school. Apparently the employee had been searching for her; according to him she was the best at what she did, and her skills at subterfuge could take her far.
The idea that she could go far (and hopefully earn the sort of money that could keep her in parties, alcohol and partners for quite some time) appealed to Sisi, and she made no protest at being shipped off to the Former United Kingdom for schooling.
RP Sample:
So this is the place I'm gonna be stayin' for the next...however long, huh? Sisi rested one hand on her hip, and regarded the buildings with a critical gaze. They were definitely a cut above the area she had lived in back across the water; everything was gleaming in the weak sunlight, as though it had been polished. The buildings were all white concrete and metal, the concrete somehow untouched by the pollution. The blonde supposed that if one had enough Credits to build such a behemoth of a place, they'd have the money to fit all those filters she'd read about, the sorts that kept smog and CO2 off buildings and kept them looking pristine and brand-new.
Must be nice, havin' all them Credits. Still, I'd've done summat better with them than just makin' the buildin' look pretty...
She ran her fingers through her hair -down for once- and shouldered her bag. No sense in standing staring at the buildings; she needed to actually go in and register. Sisi wasn't entirely pleased at being at a boarding school; how was she supposed to skip class when she wasn't in the mood? She'd not been planning on continuing education after sixteen - she didn't have to, after all - but she hadn't really been able to say 'no' to the offer. It was school or jail, and the blonde hadn't really fancied being incarcerated. Not enough alcohol, for a start.
Better have my own room... Don' wanna be sharin' a dorm with a load of kids who don' know no better... She thought as she headed through the huge double-gates and into the courtyard of the school itself. Then again, might be some cuties...
Aliases: Alabama
Nickname: Sisi (Pronounced "Seesee")
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Orientation: Bi-sexual
Home Country: Former Southern American States
Speciality: Subterfuge
Height: Five foot five
Weight: Eleven stone
Appearance: Dolldivine ref. 1 // Dolldivine ref. 2
Sisi has golden blonde, very wavy hair that reaches her shoulders. She's never really too sure what to do with it, so it often ends up either fully pulled back into a ponytail, or some of it pulled back.
A few freckles dust Sisi's nose and arms, moreso in the summer when she is outside in the sun as often as she can be. Her eyebrows are neatly shaped and nearly always arched upwards in apparent amusement. Her eyes are blue-green with fair (though not invisible) lashes.
Enjoying the outdoors (such as it is nowadays), Sisi is very tanned, her skin golden in tone. She has a few scars from rough-and-tumble with her cousins, but none that could easily identify her from any other tanned blonde.
Slim and toned from her enjoyment of rough sports and jogging, the five-foot-five blonde does not stand out in a crowd. She has a slightly upside-down-pear-shape, in that her shoulders are quite broad. Her hips, however, are very small, and were it not for her chest and love of low-cut tops, she could pretend to be a very effeminate boy.
Clothing Style: Sisi is very comfortable with her sexuality, and very comfortable with her figure. She enjoys wearing tops that show both her flat stomach, and her cleavage (which is often accentuated with the use of push-up bras). Her favourite colours are red, orange, and black, though she is not adverse to wearing other colours.
Whatever the weather, Sisi wears whatever-the-heck-she-wants. If she's in the mood for a skirt, she'll wear one, whether or not it's icy and snowing out.
Likes: Parties, guitars, good food
Dislikes: Study, authority, doing the laundry
Strengths: Personable, fit, making herself 'invisible'
Weaknesses: Pretty men/women, cake, rebellious
Bad habits: Flirting with anyone that takes her fancy whether it's appropriate or not, staying up far too late, mixing ridiculously strong cocktails, unable to stay in a steady relationship, mild kleptomania
Dreams/aspiration(s): Although she thoroughly dislikes authority, Sisi is flattered at finding herself at FA, and wishes to become one of the best there (so long as she doesn't have to do too much actual studying...)
Fear(s): Bugs, people messing with her organic wiring, going to the dentist, going to the doctor
Personality: Bright and bubbly, Sisi is a veritable social butterfly. She loves being around people, loves to talk, and is very good at it. She has an aura of personable warmth and kindness, which makes her an easy person for people to go to and talk their troubles away.
Although very friendly and kind, Sisi is a terribly bad influence, and is just as likely to hinder a person as help them; she doesn't see any problem with going out and partying instead of studying, nor does she see any problem with under-age drinking. She isn't really into any drugs, but that doesn't mean she hasn't tried them. Sisi is content to try anything once.
Sisi can be an insufferable tease; she generally means well, with no malice, but she isn't always good at knowing whom not to wind up, or when is a bad time.
Flirtatious to a fault, Sisi is happy to let people know of her attractions. Very "hands-on", the blonde loves to hug, or just have some sort of contact, even when she isn't flirting. She isn't easily hurt by a rejection; she knows that there are others who will appreciate her attentions.
Though she is a very good friend, and you can always rely on her to have your back whatever the cost, Sisi is a terrible girlfriend. She rarely gets into relationships, because she just can't stop her eyes roving. Anyone could be a potential bedfellow for her, and having a partner is not likely to stop her. She doesn't ever mean to hurt anyone, but Sisi is rarely in control of her libido.
Rough at the edges from a very lower-class upbringing, Sisi has a strong skill/bad habit of picking pockets and being places she shouldn't. She is not really interested in violence, so her method for gaining more money (for parties, generally) had to be more subtle, hence pick-pocketing.
Family: Lulu Sonowski (aunt)
Charlie Sonowski (Uncle)
Phillip Sonowski (cousin)
Reginald Sonowski (cousin)
Marco Sonowski (cousin)
Anthony Sonowski (cousin)
History: Chisisi Hilde was born to a family descended from German/Polish immigrants, in the former Southern States of America. Her family was of the lowest classes, and early life was hard. They had enough credits for food and clothing, but little-to-nothing more. Both her parents worked as cleaners for one of the Mega-Corporation's subsidiaries, as neither had particular skills or schooling. She had no siblings, and so generally had to entertain herself at the weekends when her parents were working.
When she was five, Sisi's parents were killed in a rail accident, and she was taken in by her aunt and uncle, Lulu and Charlie. Although they too were not of high social status, their jobs as computer technicians provided a comfortable enough upbringing. Sisi grew into quite a tomboy, surrounded by only male cousins. She quickly learned to rough-and-tumble, as otherwise she would have been left on the sidelines whilst they 'practised fighting'.
Violence was not rife in their area, but Sisi and her cousins would pass a rough area of the city on their way to school (when they bothered attending), which is one of the reasons the boys wanted to keep themselves fit and 'ready', in case the violence spilled out from the alleyways.
Sisi soon discovered she had a knack for getting herself into places she shouldn't (the headmaster's office, for instance, on a dare), and she began testing to see what other areas she could get into, as well as what she could get away with. It seemed as though she could talk (or charm) her way into many places that were usually not open to her, and Sisi found she thoroughly enjoyed night-life. The problem with that, was that one needed money for drinks (of which she had acquired quite a taste).
To supplement her very small allowance, Sisi took to pick-pocketing. Her ability to sneak almost unnoticed into places gave her a great advantage, and after a few failed attempts, she grew extremely good at the crime, and enjoyed it. Sometimes she would pick a pocket for the merry hell of it, whether she needed the Credits or not.
Her luck seemingly ran out when at the age of sixteen, three days before her birthday, Sisi picked the pocket of a Mega-Corp employee. Expecting to be hauled off to jail (as the employee in question was as sharp-eyed as she was sly), Sisi was shocked to find she was in fact being dragged off to boarding school. Apparently the employee had been searching for her; according to him she was the best at what she did, and her skills at subterfuge could take her far.
The idea that she could go far (and hopefully earn the sort of money that could keep her in parties, alcohol and partners for quite some time) appealed to Sisi, and she made no protest at being shipped off to the Former United Kingdom for schooling.
RP Sample:
So this is the place I'm gonna be stayin' for the next...however long, huh? Sisi rested one hand on her hip, and regarded the buildings with a critical gaze. They were definitely a cut above the area she had lived in back across the water; everything was gleaming in the weak sunlight, as though it had been polished. The buildings were all white concrete and metal, the concrete somehow untouched by the pollution. The blonde supposed that if one had enough Credits to build such a behemoth of a place, they'd have the money to fit all those filters she'd read about, the sorts that kept smog and CO2 off buildings and kept them looking pristine and brand-new.
Must be nice, havin' all them Credits. Still, I'd've done summat better with them than just makin' the buildin' look pretty...
She ran her fingers through her hair -down for once- and shouldered her bag. No sense in standing staring at the buildings; she needed to actually go in and register. Sisi wasn't entirely pleased at being at a boarding school; how was she supposed to skip class when she wasn't in the mood? She'd not been planning on continuing education after sixteen - she didn't have to, after all - but she hadn't really been able to say 'no' to the offer. It was school or jail, and the blonde hadn't really fancied being incarcerated. Not enough alcohol, for a start.
Better have my own room... Don' wanna be sharin' a dorm with a load of kids who don' know no better... She thought as she headed through the huge double-gates and into the courtyard of the school itself. Then again, might be some cuties...