Post by Jynx on Sept 27, 2010 9:05:27 GMT -5
Name: Dr. Jynx Killian
Age: [BC--20] [FOH--24] [WWE--26]
Gender: Female
Appearance: Standing at five foot and weighing an astonishing 193 lbs, Jynx is not someone you want to mess with. She may be short, but she is full of muscle. She has an air of anger and arrogance, disappointment and condescension. She wears a dark aubergine sweater, sleeveless with a thick collar. Her pants are black and flare slightly at the bottom. She wears boots that are slightly high heeled and click when she walks. They are dangerous though, for if she taps the inside of them a knife comes out of the heel. Over all this she has a black lab coat, slightly more stylish than your average lab coat.
Her face is angular, making her look like a figure from a child’s nightmare. Her hair is mid-length, and spiked to the back of her head. The tips are bright gold for about the last inch. Her good eye is a misty grey color, piercing to the depths of your soul. Her other eye looks similar. The color is misty grey, but has a slightly silvery tint. If you look closely (not that you'd ever want to get that close to her) you can see gold symbols swirling in the depths, revealing her cybernetic eye. Her long ears are pale, the tops covered in matte alloy of bluish silver metal. Over both her eyes sit s a pair of gold, wire rimmed glasses.
Her skin is a pale porcelain color, making her dark hair and gold tips stand out all the more. Her voice is right and sultry, like a nightmare come to life. She sounds like a viper ready to strike, anger always in the front. Though she may seem cool at times you can always tell when she is angry. Her body is thinish, but not extremely so. You can always see the muscles she has from her training. She works hard to keep in shape to keep up with her cybernetics. Her left arm from the wrist to the shoulder is a silvery blue alloy. Under some of the clear resin panels you can see hundreds of parts tuning inside. Her hands are long and thin, her nails kept at a medium length and usually painted a deep burnished gold. The smell of subtle spices follows her, alluring and dark.
The only jewellery she wears is a single locket that hangs around her neck on a simple gold chain. The locket is an odd shape, almost like a square but coming to a sloping point. The outside is amde of many small piece of metal, carefully and skilfully. If you open the locket you will see a shining blue stone set in the metal. It is a clearish stone with a sunburst pattern on the inside. She never takes it off, and you will catch her staring into its dark depths often.
Her posture is one of relaxed vigilance. She is always aware of what around her, but her easy smile shows she is in complete control. She moves with a liquid grace, the control she has a scary thing. She walks with assurance, as if she knows everything that will happen and its all in her control. When she’s anxious or nervous, or sometimes even angry she will pull out her necklace and stare into the stone as if it will tell her all that she needs to know. Sometimes she uses itto talk to Kurama when she is tired.
Personality: If there were only a few words to describe this woman they would be arrogant, angry, condescending, and insane. She looks down on the people around her, and she is forever angry. Everything sets her off. But her anger is scary. Instead of exploding into fits of rage she seethes in a low burning fury. She doesn’t yell, but her normally warm voice turns to daggers of ice when angry. It penetrates every move in her body, a low flame that never goes away. Beware if you make her angry, for you will face her slow, burning wrath. Her temperament is like a bed of embers, every small wind blowing it into a seething blaze. She is the kind of person who has control of everything. You might even call her a control freak. Everything she does is neat and orderly. Always just the way she wants it to be.
Some days she may be irascible and snappish, and other days she may be as sweet as poisoned honey.
Jynx is one of those people wo you can truly call evil, though she doesn’t think so. Her mind set is that she is exploring things no one else will try. She is always searching for someone else to be her pet expierament, to be her next project. Her “projects” are usually twisted expieraments that do not end well. She likes things that are organized and when her expieraments go right. She dislikes it when her organization turns to chaos and hen people don’t listen to her. This drives her into her quiet rage that you can only see in her eyes. Jynx’s emotions are usually hidde, save for a few that you can see. Happiness appears as a smile carvedin her face with startling beauty, the beauty of malice. Anger gives her eyes a hard look, making them stabbing daggers that stare into your soul. Also, anger and nervousness give a look to her of impatience and frustration. These are often the time that she stares into the stone of her necklace for inutes at a time. When she is done with this she usually has some brilliant idea.
Dr. Killian is a punctual person, hating to be late for anything. Timimng is a big part of her mindset, the seconds ticking away like a second heartbeat. She is always timimng the thing she does, somekind of internal clock telling her how long things happen. At times, she see’s things in a slower motion. This allows her to react with extremely fast senses, almost in a super human way.
Jynx’s reaction to other people is a little… wayward. She has a poisonous smile, and uses that to charm her way into peoples confidenc. Then she will lure them to the lab in the prison compound. The screaming is like music to her ears. Her way of seeing people is seing who is fit for the next expierament. Her insanity knows no bounds, her mind warped and twisted to a thing that sees the world as one arge expierament.
The ways she talks is a little bit odd. One moment she may be talking to you, making perfect snse. Next, the things she says will be broken, and it will seem as if she is taking to the space around her or to herself. She would actually be talking to Kurama, getting opinions and asking questions about what will happen next. So bewre, she does not appreciate it when you interrupt her conversations with kurama
Occupation: Dr. Killian is a scientist who works in the prison. She works on twisted bits of science that no sane human would ever do. Everything she does causes the music she calls agony, pain, and most of all, malice
Powers: basic blue eco
Weapons: Jynx has no real weapons. Her acidic voice and seething fury are enough. But if she had to have a weapon she would probably have a pistol of somekind.
Home/ Vehicle: She lives in the prison in a hidden room. Her vehicle is a prototybe jetboard, special things built into it.
Family/Friends/Relationships: Her family is dead, and she has few friends. She has no relationship. Who would want to be around an insane person?
History: At the age of six, it was frogs. A ten it was the neighbourhood cats. At sixteen she applied to the prison to work there. And finally, it was people. But hoe did it all start.
It all started when she was little. She started having dreams, and In those dreams a little girl followed. The little girls name was Kurama, and she followed Jynx everywhere. The girl was quiet, a pale figure who pushed the good out of her and cultivated her evil. The girl inspired her to go further with her evil. Instead of this frightening ahllucianation being a red demon she was a little girl fine as a china doll dressed in a flowing blue shirt and lighter blue oants. Lines ran under her eye like tears, giving her a perpetually sad look. This figment of Jynx’s imagination told her to do things. Too see how much pain a frog could go through before it died. To see how a cat could balance without a tail. The little child took glee in the pain of other creatures. And as she grew this hallucination grew too in a mental sort of way. She never changed from the pale blue figure that followed Jynx everywhere. Most people say it as her “invisible frind” stage. But it was far more than just that. Jynx thought that this person was very real, her own personal friend who taugh her everything she ever needed to know
When Jynx was twelve the Ghost gilr as she was called, Kurama, told her she must do something more. And so, her brother disappeared. Her parents were heartbroken, thinking him swallowed by the city. But they never suspected their “sweet, harmless daughter.” They gave her everything she could ever want, feeding her already twisted mindset. And Kurama was there too, watching her and smiling in the background. Not even a year later Kurama came again, saying she needed something more. And so, Jynx never forget the looks of horror and pain as their sweet innocent daughter unleashed the evil in her mind. Thier screams of agony were music to her ears, a haunting melody she has never forgotten. She simply calls it her melody, and sometimes you will catch her humming it when she is oe of her moods. The Ghost girl told her she was now free to pursue whatever she wished. And so for those three years she went to “school.” It was a place where scince was twisted to something grotesque and unrecognizable. Jynx took great pains to learn faster and more efficiently than any of the other students. She wanted to be the best, to continue.
At sixteen she made her home in the prison, her wish coming true. She had an endless array of tools and subjects to test on, and it made her gleeful. As always Kurama was watching, smiling too from the shadowy corners of Jynx’s black mind. The girl continued learning at an alarming rate, soaking up science as if it were sunshine. She wanted to know everything she could, to continue with her expieraments for as long as she possibly could. Now, at twenty, a new age of insanity is starting as she works further and further into what is less science and more of a black art.
Other: Jynx sometimes talks strsngley. Instead of saying no, she says non, and she has quite a few interesting chioce phrases.
