[hider=☠ Kiki ☠] [center] [h1][color=pink]Rebekka (Kiki) Ida Williams[/color][/h1] [center]💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀[/center] [img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/a2/c6/cc/a2c6cce2bca2db757d272f61f3662543.jpg[/img] [i]”There is no exquisite beauty...without some strangeness in the proportion,”[/i] [b]-Edgar Allan Poe[/b] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LiaYDPRedWQ] Hello Kitty - Avril Lavigne[/url] | [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yFE6qQ3ySXE] Lilly Allen - F😸ck You [/url] [center]💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀[/center] [h3][color=black]The Bones[/color][/h3][/center] [color=pink]🐰 Full-Birth Given Name 🐰[/color] [indent]Rebekka Ida Williams[/indent] [color=pink]🐼 Preferred Name | Nickname 🐼[/color] [indent]Kiki[/indent] [color=pink]💋 Sex Identification 💋[/color] [indent] Female - Bisexual[/indent] [color=pink]🚼 Established In 🚼[/color] [indent]19 July 1995 - Age 20[/indent] [color=pink]💔 Someone Back Home 💔[/color] [indent]My cats, but my mum’s taking care of ‘em[/indent] [color=pink]🎧 Also Knowing 🎧[/color] [indent] After graduating high school at the age of 16 she attended college for four years, double majoring in biology and ecology/evolution/conservation. During this time she was recruited as a field scientist and spent her last three summers in Africa a to work on an evolution project. Her sector mostly handled Zimbabwe and Botswana. She speaks fluent English and Swedish as well as medical latin, although she’d like to learn more. [/indent] [center]💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀[/center] [center][h3][color=black]The Meat[/color][/h3][/center] [color=pink]☔ Personality ☔[/color] [indent]Kiki doesn’t give a f😸ck. Despite what people might think by her appearance, Kiki is an intelligent and successful human being. She graduated high school early and has earned marks toward being a scientist. She’s even a greenie, eating organic, recycling and is a fan of Green ideas. Green is the new pink. Pink is the new black. Besides studying, she enjoys quite a bit of music and art, which is how she came across her style. She could never choose if she wanted to be frilly and girly or black and moody so she chose both! She can both scoff with disgust and giggle like a schoolgirl without feeling out of character.[/indent] [color=pink]👽 Quirks | Habits 👽[/color] [indent]Chewing on pens Counting to 4 over and over again, steps, breaths and such Sometimes what she touches in a certain way she feels like she needs to do the same with the other hand [/indent] [color=pink]😃 Likes & Dislikes 😨[/color] [indent]✔ Science/Knowledge ✔ Discovery ✔ Cats ✔ Cute things! ✔ Cupcakes ✔ Telling people [i]exactly[/i] what she’s thinking ✔ Seeing people’s face when they find out what she’s like ✖ Being ignored ✖ Stupidity ✖ People who think that they’re “normal” ✖ Judging by outer appearances ✖ Being told what to do ✖ Pineapples on pizza. Fight me. [/indent] [color=pink]💄 In-Depth Appearance 💄[/color] [indent]In short, Kiki looks like an angry ball of cotton candy. Her teased, curled up locks of hair stand out from her head and rest on her shoulders. Her dark makeup and plushy pink lips round out the look. Her skin is fair and she has no visible tattoos when wearing regularly fitting clothes. She is short, only about 5’2” but her thick boots boost her an inch. She’s thin, but not bony, weighing about 115lbs. Perhaps the reason that she dresses up her body so much is the fact that she is uncomfortable with it. Her torso is unproportionally long and adversely that makes her legs a bit shorter, adding to the effect that she is stubby. She’s learned to not care and just wear cute skirts instead. [b]On flight:[/b] Black, oversized jumper - Picture of cat, “Black cats steal [color=pink]hearts[/color] not [b]souls[/b]” Spaghetti strap shirt - Floral Pink, ripped jeans that you can see the socks under Long socks - Black with pink skulls all the way up Combat boots - Black Fingerless gloves - Black Three thin necklaces of different lengths Skeleton earrings Large, round sunglasses - Pink rims Small black wristlet - ID, Papers, Passport, Money, Cards Ribbon in hair Headphones and old iPod nano [/indent] [color=pink]👢 Accessories, Tattoos, Scars, etc. 👢[/color] [indent]She usually wears chokers, but necklaces are nice, too. Sometimes a ring, bracelet or earrings are thrown into the bunch but she always wears a thin, silver toe ring from her sister. [b]Tattoos:[/b] Abandoned building in moonlight-Right shoulder, Skull with roses exploding from it-Right side ribcage, Cat with floral crown-Left thigh,Galaxy-colored moon-back of neck.[/indent] [center]💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀[/center] [center][h3][color=black]The Skin[/color][/h3][/center] [color=pink]☣ Contents of Suitcase ☣[/color] [indent] To her dismay, most of her (boring) clothing would be provided. They’d tie her up in beige, weather-appropriate clothes and things less offensive to the area. Because of this, she only bothered to pack one of her own outfits along with underwear, an extra sports bra, plain black t-shirts, extra boots and her supplies inside of their own seperate briefcase. She didn’t even bring a cell phone or bother to apply for a weapons permit for the hold as these would all be on-site for her. The only actual “survival” item she bothered to take was a cute canteen that she found with black cats all over it. [hider=Equipment] [list] [*] Plastic tubes with lids and swabs for samples [*] Water testing supplies [*] Small, low-powered microscope [*] Glass slides [*] More detailed reading about species of animals and plants in the area [*] Notecards on tribes and words in their language with a phonetic helper (Hello, I am not dangerous, I am studying nature etc) [*] Isopropyl alcohol [*] Agar plates, powdered agar and a single-plate incubator with swabs [*] College-ruled notebook - .5 inch thick [*] Small, 2-ounce dropper vials of hydrochloric acid, ascorbic acid, indophenol, Lugol's iodine etc inside of a bulletproof case [*] Test tubes [/list] [/hider] [/indent] [color=pink]💼 Contents of Carry-On Bag 💼[/color] [indent][b]Backpack of Doom:[/b] [hider=Backpack of Doom] [img]http://store.vampirefreaks.com/product_image/image/7066/1[/img] [/hider] [list][*] Comfy sleeping gown - Skeleton design [*] Small makeup bag - Lipstick, mascara, eyeshadow, eyeliner, powder. Pencils and pens in here, too. [*] Field guide, important notes on species - Book, 2.5 inch thick hardback [*] Daily journal with ample room for writing - Pink and black stripes [*] Digital Camera [*] Wristlet with papers, ID etc. [*] Solar charger - Can charge her phone in about 5 hours and the camera in 8-12 [/list][/indent] [color=pink]🍖 Business or Pleasure? 🍖[/color] [indent]Business. As an upcoming and knowledgeable biologist, she has been hired toward medicinal advancement involving Tibet. The locals have a surprisingly low number of deaths and diseased persons so her company has sent her to gather what she can in the next three months. [/indent] [color=pink]☼ Indoor or Outdoor Type? ☽[/color] [indent]Although well-acquainted with both, she was last in Africa so she’s a bit sick of it. She’s looking forward to being shut into meetings, labs and monasteries for the first week. Although, that will wear on her as well and she’ll probably enjoy getting dirt on her hands and making rad discoveries. [/indent] [color=pink]❤ Role Play Sample ❤ [/color] [indent] [hider=Chaos in the Sky] Kiki stood outside of her apartment and chewed her gum as she waited. The taxi from her company should come any minute now. She shifted her weight to her toes and then back to her heels again impatiently. She had already said goodbye to everyone yesterday and pretended that she was leaving just after the party. This was not true, she got a good night's sleep before waking up at 4am to stand outside in the fog for a taxi. Finally, at 04:15 a blue taxi with no light on top pulled around the corner, she waved and they slowly pulled up beside her and rolled the window down. She pulled her headphones around her neck and leaned forward. “Excuse me, do you know if a Ms.Williams lives here?” a man said in fairly good Swedish as he looked up into the windows above. She scoffed, “That would be [i]me.[/i] Do you see anyone else standing outside with luggage?” she held out her arms, both she and the driver were flabbergasted. “My apologies, Miss!” he quickly jumped from his seat and met her on the sidewalk, “It’s just, I usually pick up doctors and biologists for this company,” he chuckled, the faintest smell of aftershave on the middle-aged man’s cheeks. “Are you the daughter of someone in the company? If I would have known I would have never made you wait, Miss Will-” The man stood up as he heard a door shut. She was already sitting in the back with her headphones cupping her ears again. He sighed and placed her carry-on in the back before returning to his seat. She watched with her head resting on the cool window as they drove through the sleepy town. She had only been in her hometown for two weeks but it felt like a lifetime of suffering and enduring her family and their questions. It was quite annoying to explain what she was doing and what she found over and over again and in a simplistic way that they could understand. She was glad to be on the road again. The neatest thing about going with a company rather than a research team was that she had a card of magic, otherwise known as a credit card. She could use it on essentially anything she wanted, so long as it applied to the mission. If she spent an ungodly amount of money they might look into it but they are covering all of her food, boarding and other various expenses for this trip. Not to mention, she’d be staying with some incredible scientists to work alongside them and learn from them. They’d lead her through everything from their labs to the mountains, teaching her how to make discoveries of her own. Sure, companies were more about finding a use for a discovery but that just added another element to this trip. She was at [i]work, working[/i] and it was too good to be true. She bounced as they drove over a bump and groaned. It was an hour ride to the airport and she doesn’t want to think about the amount of time she will spend on a plane. She didn’t know when she fell asleep but the slowing of the car pulled her out of the light snooze. Her headphones had fallen off of her head and rested on her shoulders. The man was speaking English with someone outside the car. She sat up and leaned forward to see a man in a suit peering back at her, “Ah, you must be Miss Williams!” he was rather obviously American or had spent a lot of time in the country. She kept a stone cold look, “Yes, that’s me. And you are?” she paused the song that was blaring around her neck. “Oh, I’m sorry, I’m Dr.Andrew Jones. I’ll be briefing you on your stay in Tibet and prepping you. I’ll also be a kind of chaperone,” his smile was so warm it nearly seemed genuine. She just looked at him, deciding to keep her mouth shut. After a moment he clapped his hands together once and walked to the other side of the cab to open her door. She rolled out of the car and walked past him, slinging her backpack over her shoulders. The driver shuffled to the back of the car and gathered her luggage. It was a long, gruelling wait as she waited for the plane. Dr.Jones here seemed to be able to talk for hours on end. He talked about his family, how he had two little girls, [i]“The little one’s Sarah, she’s just two,” he pointed to the little girl chewing on a stuffed dog’s ear, “And this is Hannah, she’s six and can already read quite well,”[/i] How he had worked in Tibet for years, [i]“Beautiful country, Tibet. We’re going to have to take you to the mountains with us, breathtaking views,”[/i] And odd little quirks including a love for birds. [i]This funny little guy is a hoopoe, and this is the Golden Pheasant, took the picture in western China while working on a blood-clotting plant. Oh and this is the crowned crane, and…[/i] She had to admit, his ambition and energy were inspiring. She didn’t admit it, but she had taken a liking to this guy. Soon they were called to board the plane and found their seats in business class. It was pretty much like coach but with slightly more leg room and you get your food before coach. As she passed the members of coach she saw their grumpy faces, tiredness, and just a general hatred of being here. She noticed some staring, and even what appeared to be American armed service members, judging by the clothing. She had the privilege of sitting next to the window and having her new guardian on the outside. After her stomach twisted at their ascent, her nerves finally calmed down and they to speak again. And they would be just Dr.Jones. After some polite conversation, he smacked his lips together, “I almost forgot. I know you passed all of the exams and signed the papers but there’s one last step. I have to quiz you about a few things just to make sure you’re prepared,” Kiki nods once and slides to turn towards him, pausing her music. He pulls out notecards, “Can you identify this plant?” “That’s buckwheat,” she said plainly, he asked if it was edible, “Yes, of course. It’s a wheat,” she shook her head. She wondered if this entire “test” would be like this. “Mustard, edible. Tea leaves, edible. Jasmine, edible. Are you just trying to make me hungry?” She smiled and they both chuckled. After their test of basic flora, fauna, Buddhism, and geography was over he smiled and turned the paper around, “Not bad, 85%. Pretty average score. Just sign here,” He pointed to a small x at the bottom, “Now you’re officially on the team! Welcome.” About this time the attendants came around with snacks and drink. After getting in some cheese and crackers with juice she rolled to the side and crumpled a pillow under her neck and dozed off. At some point during the flight she awoke to food on her table again. She looked over to a sleeping Dr.Jones and gladly ate her now-cold pasta and lukewarm salad. She drank down the water, passed the refuse to an attendant and fell back asleep. An unnerving feeling grew through her stomach. She awoke and clutched at her middle, certain that she had food poisoning. She took off her headphones but it took her a few moment to understand the commentary above her. She looked around, dazed as an orange thing comes toward her face. She looked to Dr.Jones and saw an oxygen mask on him. The pressure in the air didn’t feel like it had dropped, her ears didn’t hurt too bad but the deep dips of the plane flipped her stomach over. Dr.Jones spoke loudly to her, “Bend over and put your arms behind your head, like this!” he proceeded to show her, sitting over in his seat and creating a shell over himself. She immediately copied him just as the plane took another dip, feeling like they were now driving over a very gravely road at a high speed. She gagged and winced as the pressure changed, her ears feeling like they might explode. The dip down hadn’t evened out like it had before, instead getting bumpier and throwing them around violently. Kiki held on tight to herself but suddenly felt a large arm pull her over and a heavy weight on top of her before the disorienting feeling of tipping filled her body she panicked and then everything went dark at once. [/hider] [/indent] [center]💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀 -- 💀 -- 🎀[/center] [/hider]