Post by desi on Aug 7, 2011 4:48:49 GMT
Oh, lie to me, it's the new poetry
Age »» Seventeen
Gender »» Female
Species »» Human
Sexuality »» Straight
Occupation »» Student/Street fighter (or something? xD)
Face Claim »» Kenichi: The Mightiest Disciple-Kisara Nanjo
Powers »»
None
Appearance »»
She is a quite tall for her age, a good 5' 7", and a bit more muscular, especially in her legs. She isn't very heavy though, she is 137 pounds. Her arms are considerably skinny compared to her legs, that's practically where all her muscle is. She has short, reddish-brown hair, that might be described as an earthy magenta color. It is flarey and wild, spiking out everywhere. Her eyes are a bright green, with a slight cat-like appearance. She is normally seen in a red V-neck T-shirt, and blue jeans-with one of the legs cut-off and cut out holes on the back of the other leg. She almost always wears a green hat, and black fingerless gloves. She also wears big, heavy brown and black boots to give her kicks more force.
It's the language that we speak
Likes »»
»» Tae Kwon Do-Her main fighting technique
»» Kittens
»» Cats
»» Fighting
»» Being right
Dislikes »»
»» Make-up
»» Snobby stuck up people
»» Classical music
»» Being thought as weak because shes a girl
»» Annoying people (Don't we all?)
Goals »»
»» To be just like her brother.
»» To have a very close friend that she can open up to -though she doesn't show it.
Habits »»
»» Biting her nails.
»» Very prickly.
Phobias »»
»» Getting beat in a fight.
»» Alcohol
Overall Personality »»
Zena used to be a very damaged, but nice child. Her brothers death has effected her greatly, including her homelessness. She is now a generally aggressive girl. She is proud, violent, and is an over-all tom-boy. She does have the ability to be nice, and that is more open when you see her around cats-she is very fond of cats. She is usually in a good (as good as good can get on her)mood, but her temper is short, especially if she is already irritated. She is very prickly, and even if you don't mean to she can take things very personal. She sometimes doesn't notice when she's being arrogant, and actually enjoys getting people mad. The good side of her is very loyal, and she got the trait of sacrifice from her brother, though there isn't any people she is close to. She shuts herself off, and it would take someone with great patiance and willingness to pry open her shell.
I've become numb
I've become numb
I've become numb
Mother »» Victoria Devlyn (Unknown, dead)
Father »» Ken Devlyn (Unknown, jailed or dead)
Siblings »» Cane Devlyn (Dead)
Pets »»
History »»
Zena was born to the usual drinking father, along with her older brother, Cane. Her and Cane were the closest you could ever get in siblings, considering they had to watch Victoria, their mother, get beat often. The only reason she stayed was that he threated to kill her children if she tried to leave. Their father, Ken, would also beat on them, though Cane always took the hit for her. She looked up to her brother, he was her hero and she wanted to be just like him. She would always think of him as brave, caring, and one who would take pain for the ones he loved. Him and Zena never got into fights, unlike most brother and sister. He was always helpful and loving, and when Zena would go into her usual unhealthy mental state, (AKA, crazy, depressed lol) he always lifted her spirits. They also had a cat named Peir, that would also make her cheerful. But when she was 9, Zena's world came crashing down. One fateful afternoon, her father was fired. He spent the rest of the day drinking, and when he came home, he was barely even conscious. He began beating their mother, worse then ever. She was bleeding heavily, her face was smothered in red. Ken eventually brought out a knife, and though Cane tried to stop it, Zena cried out. Their father turned on her and lunged. Heart beating, she opened her eyes slowly to see her brothers body collapse in front of her. His dying words were barely above a whisper. "I wouldn't change a thing... I love you..." Coughing out blood, he stuttered his last. "R-run..." Backing away, tears streaming from her eyes, she turned around. Running as fast as she could, not looking back to see if her father was behind her...
Finally she ran out if breath, skidding to a stop and hiding behind a pile of boxes. Panting, it took her a long time for her to pop her head from behind the box to see if her father was there. Spotting no one, and hearing no one around either, she let her emotions go. She started crying her eyes out; her brother was dead, and her mother was most likely dead, her father was probably looking for her, and she was alone- with no idea where she was or where she could go. She eventually cut her hair, and kept it short. She grew up alone on the streets, staying in an old abandoned barn near the edge of the woods. She made..."friends", but never trusting anyone fully, she never kept them for long. She started training in martial arts, mainly Tae Kwon Do. One rainy day, she found a small orange tabby kitten in a box. She took it in because of her love of cats, and named it Cayne for its always loving personality, that reminded her of Cane.