KANES, skyler elizabeth

[Skyler Kanes]

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FULL NAME;; Skyler Elizabeth Kanes
NICKNAMES;; Skye, ZeeZee
GENDER;; Female
DATE OF BIRTH;; November 14
AGE;; Sixteen
HOMETOWN;; Brooklyn, New York
ETHINICITY;; Caucasian
GRADE;; tenth
FACE CLAIM;; Meg Strangler

EYES;; Skye's eyes are ordinarily a bright blue. However, her eyes can sometimes chance to match the color of her shirt. For example, if she wears a purple shirt, her eyes take on a violet tone. Her eyes are usually floating in a sea of eyeliner.
NOSE;; Skye's nose is a tad on the large side, but not so large that it throws off the proportions of her face. It's very round, especially at the end. There are two holes in the side of her left nostril through which she usually clips a nose ring. The ring differs from day to do day, depending on her outfit.
HAIR;; Naturally, Skye's hair is black. However, it rarely stays the same. The color changes from week to week, with her moods. At some point, a bit of Skye's hair has been every shade and hue known to man. Blue, orange, yellow, green, pink, purple, maroon, you name it. Skye's hair is cut in layers. The longest layer usually falls somewhere around mid-back, the shortest layer ending just below her ears. She parts her hair to the side, and bangs sweep across her forehead.
FACE IN GENERAL;; One word that can be used to describe Skye's face is "round." It's square in shape, with a little dent on the bottom that makes up her chin, but every square inch of it is round. Unlike most teenage girls nowadays, her cheeks actually have some meat on them. They're not clinging to her bones. She's got two freckles on her left cheek, both pushed way over. One of them is almost hidden beneath her tresses. Skye's lips are lopsided. Her bottom lip is nice and full. In comparison, her top lip is barely a sliver. Now here's something that's weird for a teenager. Her skin is perfectly clear. Even without cover-up, not a single pimple can be seen on her face. Her eyebrows - which stay black, no matter how wild the coloring of her hair - are the perfect amount of thickness. Not ridiculously thin, and not freakishly thick. More often than not, one is quirked. Her teeth aren't the whitest, but that doesn't stop Skye from smiling.
BODY IN GENERAL;; The first thing anyone every notices about Skye: she's tall. On flat feet, in flat shoes ( Converse, you know it ), she stands a full six feet tall. Exactly that. No more, no less. A gene inherited from her father. The problem with being so freakishly tall is that Skye weighs more than the average sixteen-year-old female. She averages out to around 175 lbs, but it can go either way. Contrary to popular culture, Skye doesn't like to be thin as a stick. She thinks it looks disgusting. That - and the fact that she eats a lot - keep her flirting on the line of obesity. She's never weighed enough for her height to be considered fat. Okay, that's a lie. She was once, around the time of her mother's death, when she couldn't stop stuffing her face. Now that she's laid off on the food, she's back to being on the heavier side of perfect.

It's not like Skye's this solid wall of meat. No. She does have curves. Quite distinguishable ones, as well. Her hips are nice and round, her stomach concave, then she fills out again in the bust area. Her arms have some flesh on them, and the majority of it is muscle. Due to a troubled childhood, Skye has learned to stay tough. It comes in handy. Her arms are also very veiny, especially near her wrists. On either side of her arms, there are little tunnels in her skin where her veins cut through. Overlapping the veins on the inside of her right arm is a tattoo of a black diamond. That occurred during one of her rebellions against her father and his stupid nutritionist meetings. It doesn't bother Skye. As a matter of fact, she likes it there.

When Skye sits down, it's an explosion of thigh. When she stands back up again, most of that disappears. Her legs, like most everything else, are sinew, not fat. Seeing as her torso is short-ish, most of Skye's height is leg. Her legs are long and sculpted. For the most part, smooth. If she can squeeze in some time for shaving between all the meetings her father makes her go to, and taking care of little Ben. Occasionally, there will be some stubble there. Also like the rest of her, Skye's legs are pale. Being the not-so-shallow person that she is, Skye doesn't waste her time tanning. If she bothered, her skin would get darker. Which is usually what happens if she has to participate in gym class for a week under the baking sunlight. Most of the time, however, her complexion is fair.

PERSONALITY;; Despite all that's been through, Skye is not a dismal person. As a matter of fact, she is just the opposite. She can almost always be found with a smile plastered across her face. She isn't exactly warm and friendly with others. A better word for it would be goofy. She's always making jokes. About herself, about others, about the weather, everything. She likes it when the tone to a conversation is light. Skye is not afraid to look like an idiot in public. She's always bouncing around and saying whatever pops into her head. She can be reckless at times, and say or do things without thinking. She's always regretting it later, but she does her best not to let those feelings show.

Skye is a charismatic person. She can go up to just about anyone, even a complete stranger, and start talking to them as though they were best friends. As a matter of fact, that's usually how she makes her friends. She has a confident, warm vibe that seems to follow her around. She can get even the gloomiest of people to crack a smile, even if it's only for a second. Skye loves to receive smiles. As such, she doesn't spend too much time worrying about herself. Most of the time, she does her best to make others feel better. Even if they don't return the warmth, she won't stop trying. She can also be very stubborn, sometimes to the point of annoyance. If she wants a certain reaction from someone, she won't stop until she gets it. Some people smile for her just to ensure that she goes away.

If someone ever brings up something heavy, such as crushes and usual teen drama, you can count on Skye to try and turn it the other way. She often feels awkward when asked to discuss her personal life, or the lives of others. She respects everyone enough to leave them to their secrets, however dark and murderous they may be. Skye is also a very defensive person. If you make fun of her, or one of her friends, she will be quick to lash back. For Skye, it is impossible to be passive aggressive. If she ever tries to mock or hurt anybody, she will make no attempt to sugarcoat her words or soften the blow. It will always be a straightforward punch to the stomach. She's not afraid to stand up for herself, or afraid to fight, if that's what things come to.

LIKES;; pudding, chocolate, soda, ... food in general, goofing off, being loud, surrounding herself with friends, pissing off teachers, flirting, hot guys, her scene style, piercings ( in moderation ), Ben
DISLIKES;; tripping over herself, school, math, dieting, the evil nutritionists who tell her to stop eating so much, strange hobos who offer her candy, talking about her mother, her father's boss who makes him work so dang much, drugs, violence, sadness
HABBITS;; tugging on her nose ring when nervous, rambling when nervous, biting her nails, bursting in to random song, cracking jokes when she's supposed to be serious
FLAWS;; overly talkative, lacking in self-control, moody, biased without always knowing the facts, occasionally gullible, eats constantly
SECRETS;; Has a once-in-a-while suicidal thought, hears voices in her head, has flirted on countless occasions but never been kissed.
STREGNTHS;; smiling, cracking jokes, bringing out the best in others, making friends, public speaking
WEAKNESSES;; being serious, paying attention in class, remembering things

PET PEEVE;; people with the stereotypical popular personality. Yes, they do exist.

PARENTS;;
William Kanes
well-off stock broker, 46

Alyssa Kanes
was a waitress, deceased

SIBLINGS;;
Benjamin (Ben) Kanes
8, student, brother

PETS;;
Her father doesn't trust Skye with animals

BACKGROUND STORY;; Skye grew up in what could be called the "ghetto" NYC. Otherwise known as Brooklyn. Her parents were both smokers and occasional drinkers. They swore a lot around the house. One of Skye's first words was not one that was accepted nicely by the rest of the world. Of course, her parents never made an effort to correct her on her foul-mouthing. Living in the ghetto began to take its toll on her from a very young age. Skye was into all kinds of crap. She started pulling her first pranks way back in Kindergarten, when she would "relocate" other students' stuff. She was never caught and apprehended, but the kids did always get their stuff back.

Skye grew up around a very bad group of kids. They had their own sort of baby gang. At first, they did little things. Things like ripping off key chains and packs of gum. Ky once stole a candy bar, and enjoyed the spoils in front of her parents without them ever knowing a thing. Then, when she was eight, things changed a little bit. Ky was cursed blessed with a younger brother. She had to start staying home more to look after him, since her mother was off partying and doing drugs. A lot of her friends ditched her, since she couldn't party with them anymore. Just goes to show that she didn't have any real friends. It was also Skye's responsibility to put her mother to bed whenever she came home tipsy.

Skye's father was beginning to get sick of her mother's frivolity. One day, Skye came home from school to baby sit, only to find a note from her father. Apparently, he was gone, never to return, even if Mrs. Hamilton did shape up. She never did, but Skye did see her father again. Life without a dad continued as normal for about a year Skye made her friends, got her learner's permit, and lived as a normal kid would. She tried to teach herself to drive in an empty parking lot, since she didn't have any parents around to teach her. She made sure not to steal anymore, and spent less time with her gang. She made more appropriate friends. She also grew very close to her little brother. She played tickle monster for him every night, and they would dissolve into giggles.

Then one day, her peaceful life was disrupted. Skye came home one afternoon to find her mother sprawled on the couch, the ground around her littered with beer cans and bottles. Her mother never woke up. After 10 hours of waiting, Skye gave up and called the hospital. It turned out that her mother had drowned herself in alcohol Skye's father was contacted. He had found himself a high-powered stock broker job in Lumini. Skye and Ben were shipped off to live with him. That meant that half-way through the year, the two of them would be forced to start at a new school. William took one look at Skye and called up a nutritionist, whom Skye now has to meet with two times a week. How the new school handles her is yet to be seen.

ROLE-PLAY SAMPLE;;

Much to Skye's surprise, the boy spoke. Without a question to prompt him. Perhaps she'd been wrong about his quiet nature. Either that, or he was more talkative around her. Skye had a gift for getting people to talk, even if they sounded annoyed in doing so. Skye couldn't tell whether the boy sounded annoyed... or disappointed. His meshed accent was throwing her off. What was it... French and Japanese? Skye had only heard a Japanese accent once, way back in her New Yorker days. Or wait... that was Chinese. She forced these thoughts from her mind. Here she'd gotten someone she'd assumed to be a quiet person to speak, and she was ruining the moment by standing there like an idiot. "Fine," she retorted. "If you want to save your chivalry, I'll just sit back down here and let you pull me up."

She intended to make good on her threat, but she didn't make it very far. Skye started to bend backwards, so she could sit back down, and a sharp stab of pain shot up her right leg. She straightened quickly, biting her bottom lip with a furrowed brow. "Never mind," she said after a moment. "I can't sit down, so for now, chivalry's dead." Humph. Still joking. Finally, she was going a good five minutes without blowing her cap on somebody. Her attention was torn from her own mood when she heard the boy speak his name. Wow. She hadn't been expecting an answer to the question, especially after how stupidly she'd phrased it. "Kaien," she repeated, regarding him closely. She was trying to commit that name to memory, on the off chance that she would ever see him again around the castle. "That's cool. I've... I've never heard a name like it before. It's different. In a good way." Oh god, was she rambling again?

A dry laugh passed Skye's lips at Kaien's next words. "Yeah. I needed help, because a bloody knee would've killed me." What the... she was snapping again. Darn mood swings. Or... There was the other possibility that she was getting defensive, which meant she was taking a liking to the kid. Knowing herself, and seeing as she didn't feel too irritated by his comment, she would have to go with the latter. Nevertheless, she knew she couldn't leave it at that. She was grateful for Kaien's help. Maybe the wound would've gotten infected if it hadn't been for him, but that wasn't why. He stopped, even though he didn't know her at all, to offer her aid. It was... sweet. "Thanks, though. You didn't have to do that, but you did anyway. It means a lot." Sheez. It didn't mean that much. Well.. maybe it did...

Her fists balled up, threatening to snap up to her temples at any second. She needed her thoughts to quiet, or the voices would start again. Skye didn't need another psychotic episode. She suddenly became aware that there were fingers running through her hair. The effect was instantaneous. Her mind fell silent. Kaien was smiling again, only this time, Skye could see it better. It brought light and warmth to his face. Skye couldn't help returning it, though again, hers was smaller. Funny how the pain from months of suffering at the hand of nagging mental voices could be erased in one second, by one smile. She was noticing that Kaien didn't say much, he spoke in broken up two-word sentences, but he said all he needed to. Skye felt another blush coming, and she didn't fight it this time. Her fists unclenched. "Thanks. It changes a lot. I'm sort of like a chameleon in that respect. My hair changes color with my mood."

What would that make black with blond bangs, and pink stripes? The pink stripes might signify bubbliness, which meant she was slowly returning to her former self. That was the self she liked better. The strong, confident, not-afraid-to-be-an-idiot-in-public self. Then again, the black could mean depressed. Or evil, or moody. Neither of those options were very appealing to her. She was distracted from her thoughts when Kaien withdrew sharply. Had she done something to offend him, or was this the silent, anti-social side taking over? No, you had to have offended him. Even though you didn't say or so anything. Of course. It was all your fault. No! The voices came back. Weird, that would make their entrance the moment Kaien froze up on her. Before she could stop herself, Skye blurted, "Hey!" She almost added a "who told you you could stop?" Fortunately, that bit stayed inside her head. Only... now he would think she was insane. Which she was, but that was beside the point. She needed an excuse for the outburst. Her gaze fell on her wand, which he hadn't yet set down. "You... uh... still have my wand."

Kaien seemed to have spotted her trunk. Skye felt a sinking sensation in the pit of her stomach. She never should have wasted her time talking to him. Now her plans were ruined. She waited for Kaien to peg her with questions. He didn't. Instead, he righted her trunk. Then he decided to state the obvious. If she wasn't feeling like such an idiot at that point, she might have lightened up over him calling her "princess." Now, it only made her feel like even more of an idiot. "Oh.. you saw that," she mumbled, kicking the cobblestone floor with the toe of her shoe. "It wasn't really running away, so much as fast-walking..." Incapable of being serious. One sign that Skye was making a recovery. She waved her hand dismissively. "But anyway. It's a complicated story, and I'd probably sound stupid if I told you, so it doesn't matter. And I'll take that back now." She reached over to pry her wand from his grasp. In the process, the tips of her fingers brushed against his skin. Skye recoiled, shocked. His hands were so cold. "Geez dude! Do you live in a freezer?" The words spilled out before she could stop them.

YOUR NAME;; Kim
AGE;; 13
YEARS OF ROLE-PLAY;; uhm.... 6 months, tops.
WHERE YOU HEARD ABOUT US;; Lani and Misha and Ellen ( all the admins ) are friends of mine. ^^
ANYTHING ELSE;; Lani should totally revert back to my banner. xP
PASSWORD;; NINJA ADMIN = WIN


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