Post by harleyknox on Apr 6, 2012 18:40:50 GMT -5
HARLEY ROSE KNOX
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Play by: Sierra Kusterbeck
Race/Species: Geomancer
Species Info: N/A
D.O.B.: 9/19/1992
Age they appear: 19
Actual age: 19
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Features: Harley is a sketchy looking character right off the bat. She is slim, and only a mere 5'4" in height. But her style is all knowing. She almost always has her hair messy and wavy. Some might call it the porn star look. She's far from that though. Her style is tough. A pure punk with her ripped skinny jeans and leather jackets.
Sexual Preference [Optional]: Striaght
Ethnicity: White
Marks/Tattoos/Visible Scars: She has two nose piercings and multiple small tattoos. Her ears are gauged at a small size.
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Flaws/Weaknesses: She tends to not make the smartest choices. Harley just doesn't care about much. Her well-being isn't at the top of her list. She cares only for her friends, that's all. She has a weakness for cats. Yep, loves 'em all. She is almost always dazed from the drugs she's testing on herself. She's also a sucker for bad boys.
Skills/Strengths: The chillest person you'll meet. She's not shy, but cool, calm, and collected. She handles all types of situations in a relaxed fashion. But she is far from meek. Although chill, she holds herself high. You can tell when she's in charge. You'll hardly find a person who can push Harley around. She can hold herself in a fight. Oh, and she's great at mixing up all your favorite drugs.
Likes: Please list at least five things your character likes. You can add more if you like.
- Cats
- Drugs
- Plants (obviously)
- People who can make her laugh (Which is hard to do)
- Chill people
- Love
Dislikes: Again, list at least five things your character dislikes. You can add more if you like.
- Annoying people
- The law
- Haters
- Snobs
- Drought
- Death
Other Information: Harley is basically the Scriptor Bay Drug Dealer. Being a Geomancer, she makes brand new drugs. She also brews up your usual fix as well.
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History: Harley didn't get her trade out of the blue. She was born into a post 70's style family. Both parents are Geomancers, as she is. From birth, Harley was around drugs. Of course, being her parents were so smart, they only used their own drugs while she was young. Meaning, none that had extremely harmful side effects. They were stuck in the past, really. Hippies through and through. This had the biggest impact on Harley growing up. Her style was greatly affected as well. (Some consider her clothing hipster or punkish. ) Her parents fed her strange baby formulas they made up themselves. Maybe that's why she's so whacked now?
Growing up she was constantly in the backyard. Watering plants and learning about her power. Her parents taught her some few basic things, but most of the time they weren't sober enough to make sense. She had to learn on her own. But she felt the power inside of her, and being around her garden gave her strength and confidence. Because her parents weren't very good at being social, Harley became quiet. She was very shy for most of her life. She focused so much on her brews and mixtures, though, that she kept herself busy without many friends.
It wasn't until Jr High that she finally got some nerve. A girl had her pinned against a locker, screaming in her face for what Harley thought was no apparent reason. With a mutter under her breath and a handful of sunflowers, she temporarily blinded the bully. It was as much a shock to Harley as it was to the girl. After a few seconds the girl stopped freaking out. One punch to the gut sent her crying away. From then on Harley was no push over.
She could brew her own potions and mixtures by age 10. Of course they weren't drugs, just strange teas and ointments. She didn't start experimenting with hallucinogens and stimulants until she was around 13. The kids in school, she found out, could pay big money for these drugs. As a Freshman, she was already known by most of the school. Nobody turned her in, and if they did, she had mastered enough of her Geomancer skill to convince them otherwise. She had so much power, and didn't know it. Eventually, she saved up enough money and when Senior year came around, she applied to Greenwolfe University. She wasn't a straight A student, but got by. Of course her parents couldn't pay for shit. They were useless to her, really. Constantly lost in a high state.
Now she lives in the dorms on-campus, away from her insane parents. She keeps a small innocent garden in her window sill. Her main garden is at home, where her parents live. Mostly to blame the shit she makes on them if the cops ever show up. Plus it has a bigger space for all her plants!
RP Sample:
The rusted door squeaked terribly as it closed. Being so heavy, it had no choice but to slam, creating a thunder-like noise. Harley locked the three pad locks before pulling down the cover-up garage door. She locked that as well, to a loop cemented into the ground, before turning and leaving. In her hand was a bundle of separated baggies of, yep you guessed it, drugs. She had about three ounces of weed and smaller packages of other drugs, depressants, hallucinogens alike. She had a big buyer in her parents house, this would keep her set in money for quite a time now.
She wore ripped black skinny jeans, a chain hanging from her belt, and a black, blue and white striped "drug rug". Her hair in her usual messy fashion. This buyer was wearing a full suit, fancy as hell. Harley didn't see the point in dressing up for some night time drug switch. Either this guy was some high up mob leader, or he had some place to be after this. She placed the order on the table, and they each grabbed their goods. She pocketed the stack of cash, and he slid his supplies into a duffle bag. He nodded curtly and walked out in a brisk fashion. Harley just blinked, shrugged, and reached for the joint she rolled earlier.
She was about to sit down and watch whatever crap was on her parent's cable when that guy appeared. She kind of forgot, so it was lucky she was here checking up on her garden. Her parents were passed out in their room and hadn't heard from them in over three hours. She sat pretzel style in the La-Z-Boy and clicked the tv on. Harley lit her blunt with her cheap lighter, and inhaled slowly. She was staying here for awhile.
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ABOUT YOU:
Name you go by: Nessa
Other Characters you play: Nicole and Brett
How long have you been RPing: Looooonnnng time
How did you find us? RPG-D
