Post by Stormy Paxton on Mar 1, 2015 15:43:32 GMT -5
~Stormy Paxton~
"She had a mind like a box of fire works, and hands that played recklessly with matches."
Name: Stormy Paxton
Alias: N/A
Age: 17
Grade: 12th/Junior
Height: 5’5
Weight: 120 Ib
Ethnicity: Scandinavian/Japanese/Armenian/Irish
Eye color: Green
Hair color: Red
Appearance:
"So you think you can tell heaven from hell?"
Head:
Stormy has fair skin, large, expressive green eyes, and full pink lips. Her arched eye brows and natural smirk give her a mischievous look, and while she has a mysterious aura, she doesn’t give off an unapproachable vibe.
Her, straight, red hair reaches past her hips. It's very thick, and seems to glisten in the sun. Stormy's emerald green eyes are often described to be very expressive, probably because of their size and beauty, but in reality they rarely show what she’s thinking or feeling.
Build:
Stormy is neither tall, nor short, and has a nice body. She’s slender in frame with a slim waist, and flared hips, and also sports a well-toned and lightly muscular build. At the same time, she has a curvaceous and developed figure with well-endowed breasts.
Most can tell by her well toned arms and legs she’s a very active girl, and despite her apparent laid-back or even lazy nature, she get’s more than her share of exercise.
Other notable features:
Stormy has a few tattoos, though they aren’t extreme, and aren’t in very noticeable places. She has small wing tattoos on her ankles, and on her left shoulder in small words, is a quote saying, “If you want to die, then die. If you want to live, then fight.”
Just below this, is a large star shaped scar that looks as if it were carved into her skin with a knife. Aside from this strange marking, she has a few other scars, including one across the back of her neck, though it’s usually covered by her hair, several slash marks across her back, one across her stomach, and a stab scar on her thigh. Though she doesn’t care about showing cleavage, she always keeps her back and upper thighs hidden because of this. Aside from those, her most noticeable scar is one that stretches across her left eye.
Clothing:
Stormy's clothing style varies, but she’s usually sporting black fingerless gloves with metal studs across the knuckles (she says she just likes them because they're cool, but they're probably there so it hurts more when she punches you. *wink* *wink* ) leather jackets, silver thumb rings, and tall brown steel toed boots with military trousers. Aside from that, she can often be seen in a number of different hoodies and tank tops.
Personality:
"The question isn't who's going to let me. It's who's going to stop me."
Social Aspects:
Stormy has almost no impulse filter, let's get that out there right now. Most of the time, when she thinks of doing something, she does it right away without considering the consequences. This makes her a lot of enemies. Lack of self-control aside, she's approachable and friendly, so she also makes quite a few friends.
Stormy is a very daring, brash, and playful, often treating life like it’s just a game to be played. The way she sees things is, if everyone’s going to die someday, they might as well do what they want while they’re still breathing. She practically lives for thrills, and will do most things that promise an adrenaline rush.
Being pretty laid back and easy going, Stormy doesn’t tend to plan ahead or pay attention to dead lines. Instead she often does things spontaneously or in a rush. She also has a very sarcastic nature which can occasionally come across as condescending without her intending too. Most things she does are simply to ease her boredom.
She can also be quite a flirt, but she usually does it because she finds the person's reaction entertaining. Other wise, she never really entertains the idea of dating, in her eyes it's like being shackled. Being the free spirited girl she is, that doesn't sound very appealing to her.
Inner workings:
"Don't break somebody's heart, they only have one. Break their bones instead, they have 206."
Stormy considers herself a survivor first and foremost, and her life style reflects that belief. She believes she does not need anyone else in her life to help her, after spending her childhood and early teenage years alone with no love or guidance. Stormy is very tactical and intelligent, and is able to deduce and gather information easily.
While she’s no saint, Stormy has her own sense of morality, and hates to see innocent people hurt. She thinks of herself as a bad person, and the way she sees it, she doesn’t care if people like her die, but those she see’s as innocent, she can’t stand to see suffer.
Though Stormy tries to come across as insensitive, she’s really quite emotional, she’s just mastered the ability to hide it. In spite of this, she doesn’t always choose to. The girl can probably count on one hand the number of times she’s cried throughout her life, and with a few fingers how many times another person had seen her do so.
Fighting Style:
“The more you sweat in practice, the less you bleed in battle.”
Stormy was originally intended to be a trained fighter, and a weapon of sorts. However, she was just a little girl. A brash, rebellious little girl who wanted to have fun, so she didn’t become quite as dangerous as they intended, but she is still dangerous nonetheless.
She’s had hours of training in many different martial arts, including Gracie Jiu Jitsu, Muy Thai, Krav Maga, Judo, and Aikido, and could probably have made it in the world of MMA if she wasn’t such a slacker. At least that’s what her trainers told her.
While Stormy has had tons of hands on experience with guns, she prefers knives and sword play, simply because it’s more fun to her. She’s had extensive training in Kendo, so she knows her way with a sword, and can throw knives like nobodies business.
When the time comes to it though, Stormy knows when she needs a gun as a opposed to a blade. The problem is, she’s much more skilled with swords than guns, another disappointment other trainers due to her immaturity.
Aside from fire arms, Stormy knows her way around bombs, and she loves them. You could lock her in a room with some dental floss and a bowl of Jell-O and she’d find a way to make something explode.
Stormy's fighting style depends on speed, and putting the enemy out of commission as soon as possible. She’s not very strong, but she’s quick, and knows how to use her speed to make up for the force she lacks.
“She went from being a girl who couldn’t bring herself to kill, to knowing how to make dying hurt.”
History:
“You can’t sell dreams to those who've walked through nightmares…"
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I’ll try to put this plain and simple, seeing as this is just a record and not some kind of novella. Even so, we can’t have every little detail about this girl exposed now can we?
Stormy spent her earliest years in a foster home, due to the loss of her parents who were killed before her eyes at age six, where the children were secretly trained as future assassins. As Stormy was still young then, she didn’t receive any weapons training then, just martial arts.
However her foster parents ran into some trouble they ‘temporarily’ sent Stormy to a boarding school in New York called Rosemary Heights at eleven years of age under the pseudonym ‘Kaya’ just until things cleared up.
Strangely enough, two years past and they never came to retrieve her. In the time she spent there, she dealt with a lot of violence from both the teachers and the students. Behind closed doors, Rosemary Heights was a nightmare.
Fortunately, Stormy made a single friend, a girl with violet hair. While she doesn’t remember her name, she remembers it started with a ‘V’ and just about everything else about the girl.
As fate would have it, during an attempt to escape from some students who had gotten their hands on a knife, Stormy and ‘V’ ran to the roof, but it was a rainy night. Stormy lost her footing and fell. She got a concussion and other serious injuries, and due to a teacher not being able to feel her pulse, she was proclaimed dead and thrown into the forest.
Due to the brain trauma she suffered from her injuries, she forgot her real name, ‘V’s name, and many of her experiences at school and before she joined her foster home.
Stormy was later found by her old foster parents when she wandered into a nearby town in a daze, and hosbitalized. It was later reported several teachers and even a few students from Rosemary Heights were killed, and that the entire campus had burnt to the ground.
Stormy suspected ‘V’, and was deeply saddened, as it had been her goal over the past too years to help her reach mental stability. Regardless of whether it was her doing or not, she knew ‘V’ probably no longer alive.
Stormy continued her training with her ‘siblings’ as she called them, guided by her foster parents, who were more like parents too her than anyone she’d even known. As an older child, she was trained in more martial arts, weapons, explosives, poisons, the whole enchilada.
It went on until age fourteen when tragedy struck. She and the other children were abducted by a gang who had caught on to the foster home’s little organization. They were stuck in a worn down building, locked in kennels and left there for a week with only a little water.
One of the younger children died of dehydration, another from a beating, and the rest were severely weakened. Stormy figured out after a while that they were being held for a ransom, their captors figuring their trainers would pay a high price for them.
When they were finally let out and returned to their strength, their kidnappers turned them into errand dogs, forcing them to kill for them, participate in illegal under ground fighting tournaments, and other such things. When Stormy attempted to rebel and protect her siblings, she received severe physical abuse, thus her many scars, and even molestation.
When she told them that they didn’t own her, they responded by carving a stylized star into her back, the symbol of their gang.
This went on until age sixteen when her trainers managed to discover their location and arrived in attempt to rescue them. The rescue was a success, but even so, one of the foster parents and several more of the children died in the process.
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Recent History:
Stormy continued a bit more training, and since she could no longer be school at her foster home, she was sent to PHS #552 to forge her way from there.
Currently, she lives and works at a coffee shop called Himura Cafe along with Vivian Perish and attends school regularly.
“She turned her cants into cans and her dreams into plans.”
Strengths:
Stormy is skilled in the art of destruction and physical harm, put simply. She’s also very attractive, clever, and fairly good with people
Weaknesses:
She’s incredibley immature and ill-tempered, and is lacking in the strength and size department.
“I am strong because I’ve been weak. I am fearless because I’ve been afraid. I am wise, because I’ve been a foolish.”
Talents:
~Stormy is an excellent singer, and can play the guitar like nobody’s business.
~Aside from music, she’s skilled in athletics, bomb making, hacking, parkour, and painting.
Relationships:
Vivian Perish:
Stormy and Vivi both live in the empty apartments on the second floor of Himura Cafe, and are work partners as well as classmates, so they know each other fairly well.
Other notes:
~While in the care of her foster parents at a young age, she insisted her name was Stormy out of a childish habit, simply because she liked the name. They never managed to get the name out of her, and after her accident at Rosemary Heights she forgot her given name as well. After this, she adopted the last name Paxton.
~She can rarely be found without a hunting knife, or a pocket knife of some kind.
~Stormy has an deep-rooted fear of being confined and trapped in closed spaces.
~More to come...