Karlie Spencer

[Anastasia Kirilovna Marisova]

Karlie
is now entering It's All in Yer Mind

About You;;
behind the RPer

Name: Still not gonna tell ya.
Age: 18
Years of Rping: Like around 7
Contact: PM me

ID Tag;;

Alias: Karlie
Name: Karlie Spencer
Gender: Female
Orientation: Straight
Real Age: 200
Physical Age: 24
Species: Were-Tiger
Sire: Like she'd keep track of that.
Religious Affiliation: Atheist
Wealth: A pretty fair amount.
Job: Some odd jobs as a teen, then from her job as a hair stylist.

Dear Diary;;

Specialties:
1. Running
2. Swimming
3. Problem Solving
4. Lying
5. Martial Arts
6. Telepathy

Summary:
She can run like a fiend. She will not run out of breath while jogging for nearly an hour. When she's full out sprinting, she can run for fifteen minutes without having to stop. When she does run out of breath, she's ready to go running after resting for only five minutes. She's fast, too. She can run the 100-meter dash in ten seconds.

Now, she's not nearly a good a swimmer as she is a runner. She loves to swim and will do so at any opportunity. She can hold her breath for four minutes under water, but she is not a competitive swimmer. She can tread water for nearly ten minutes, but she doesn't. What good is that unless your out in the middle of the ocean?

She is a good problem solver. When she is thrown with any sort of problem-- and I'm not talking about math problems-- and she will be able to find a solution to it. Given enough time she could break into any bank and get away Scott free. It can take her different amounts of time to solve a problem depending on what the problem is.

Karlie is a great liar. She can lie, straight-faced, to anyone. It's an art she had down as a teenager in order to get out of homework assignments or to get extensions on project dates. What makes her a great liar is that she thinks up her lies hours before she might need to use them, that way she's not scrambling to make up an excuse and look suspicious. Once she makes up the lie, she sticks to the story.

Having all the time in the world, Karlie has spent a lot of it trying to find stuff to do that kept her moving. She spent a majority of her life learning martial arts. Once she was at a good enough level that she could dispatch several enemies at once, she trained herself to apply her new skill to her tiger form. It was hard on four legs, but she managed to teach herself a few cool tricks.

She cannot read minds per se, but she can telepathically speak to other werecats. If they direct thoughts back at her, then she can read them, but she cannot dive into their minds in an attempt to read their unspoken thoughts. She can also only do this when in her tiger form, and she cannot speak to other weres. Only weres that have feline genes in them. Everyone else is just silent, and other creatures also have troubles reading her mind. Her ability enables her to put up walls to keep people from getting inside.

Weakness:
1. Climbing
2. Rabbits/Cats
3. The Smell of Gasoline
4. Cat Nip
5. Emotions

Summary:
Besides the obvious silver and stuff:

She cannot climb for crap. Trees, rocks, the likes. She can solve problems, but it takes her a very long time to figure out the best way to attack. In order to keep herself from falling or getting stuck, she'll sit there and stare at the thing she wants to scale and map out the entire thing before climbing. It's incredibly time-consuming and she just doesn't want to bother with it. Naturally, though, she can climb fairly well when she is in her tiger form. She still doesn't unless she must, though.

Rabbits seem like a really strange weakness, but it's true. She has an incredibly soft spot for the little rodents. She absolutely refuses to harm the creatures and will hunt down anyone who hurts them should she find out who it was. It consumes her entire world until the culprit pays, and she even owns a few pet rabbits she would die to protect. Her weakness for cats is pretty much the same and she has a few pet cats. Not as many as she has rabbits, though.

Gasoline makes her sick. Like, debilitating sick. After inhaling so much as a deep breath full of the toxic fumes, it knocks her senseless and she can become sick with extreme flu-like symptoms that keep her bed-ridden for days. She avoids busy streets and gas stations, and since becoming a weretiger she has never owned a car.

A lot of people wouldn't suspect a big, scary tiger to get high off of catnip, but Karlie does. It's like crack to her, only without the dependency and addiction. If she catches a whiff of the herb, she will ransack entire buildings until she finds it, then she will totally go nuts and either become extremely violent or extremely laid-back and happy.

Human Appearance;;

Hair: It has several colors
Eyes: Golden hazel
Height: 5'6''
Marks: Stripes tattooed on her upper arms
Race: Caucasian
Skin Tone: Tan
Body Type: Slim
Clothing Style: Fancy
Footwear: Heels

Summary:
Karlie crops her naturally-straight hair short, a few inches under her chin short. She styles it so that it frames her face and her bangs going to the extreme left. Sometimes her hair covers that eye, but she usually keeps it fro doing that. She hardly ever wears any accessories in her hair. She prefers to keep her hair as natural as she can, though she often dyes it with dark brown under, lighter brown and blonde streaks with a few strands dyed a scarlet red.

Her eyes used to be chocolate brown, but when she was changed they got a more golden tinge to them. She's always had fair skin and she spends a lot of free time in the summer working up a tan for the cold and sunless winters. She doesn't have a problem with pale skin, she doesn't like it for herself. With her skin color, she usually wears neutral colors like cream and brown.

As far as her clothes go, she always wears long dresses and high heels unless she's going out for a run. Her dresses are usually form-fitting and show off her shoulders. Also, just in case, they normally have a single slit going up to about her mid thigh so she has leg room to run. When going for a run, she wears sweat pants, a black tank-top, and a pair of running shoes.

Because of all her exercise, she is completely in shape, toned, and slim. She is in great shape and does all she can to stay that way, but she by no means is under weight. She knows how bad that could be for her health, and she just can't give up food.

She's of average height and does not give up the chance to show off her shoulders or legs, the parts of her bodies that she likes the most about herself. On her upper arms she has striped designs that wrap all the way around both of her upper arms. They hide the worst of the scars on her shoulders from when she had been attacked.

Tiger Appearance;;

Eye Color: Deep gold
Fur Color: Golden tabby-- strawberry fur with darker orange stripes and white underside.
Fur Length: Fluffeh! Well, for a tiger, anyway.
Fur Texture: Softer than a normal tiger's.
Size: 13 feet 630 lbs
Marks: Black stripes on her shoulders because of her tattoos (compared to her normally light brown).

Personality;;

Likes:
1. Food
2. Being Complimented
3. Accents
4. Being Happy
5. Helping People

Dislikes:
1. Vein People
2. Hypocrites
3. Painfully Oblivious People
4. Dumb People
5. People Who Harm Animals
6. Dogs (not necessarily werewolves)

Flaws:
1. Spiteful
2. Violent When Angry
3. Always Has to be Moving
4. Stubborn
5. Perfectionist
6. Emotional

Summary:
It's almost pathetic how much Karlie loves food. She will eat anything that's edible. She doesn't necessarily eat meals, but when she's not out and about, she's at home snacking on anything. She blows a lot of money on snack items and microwave meals. It is the best way to bribe her.

She does everything in her power to keep herself happy. Whether that be running, swimming, making fun of someone she doesn't like, or most of all, getting compliments. It makes her absolutely ecstatic to be told she's pretty or smart or just fun to be around. Even if someone is only being sarcastic or mocking her, she always takes it as a compliment.

Karlie goes nuts for a guy with a foreign accent. She finds them exotic and irritable and will do anything to keep them talking just so can she hear the ways they pronounce their letters, their words. . . She goes absolutely insane when they speak their native, tongue and constantly begs for them to say something else in whatever language.

She likes to help people, unless they happen to be someone she doesn't like. She won't risk her life for anything other than her best friend, her love, or the rabbits, but she does anything and everything in her power to make sure people she likes-- or random strangers she thinks she might like-- are safe or have gotten the help they need.

There are several types of people she doesn't like. That includes vein people. She hates it when people think they're evolution's gift to the world. She just wants to throttle them or give them an extremely bad haircut just to take them down a few notches.

She doesn't like it when people say one thing then do something completely different. She just wants to throttle them and give them a huge lecture. Most of the time-- unless someone persuades her to see something differently or to change her thinking-- she does not ever contradict herself.

When people are either dumb or oblivious to everything, it really boils her blood. She gets easily frustrated with these types and often is prone to yelling at them and insulting their weak minds. She has no patience for a person who is the stereotypical "blonde" or those who are just painfully oblivious to everything.

Karlie absolutely hates people who hurt animals. She refuses to hunt animals-- to keep from being a hypocrite-- and will hunt down anyone she catches abusing sweet little creatures. Unless they're dogs. She dislikes dogs a great deal. Domestic dogs, anyway. They're so needy and dependent on their human masters. And they're always chasing cats and poor little rabbits!

She is spiteful and violent. When she comes across a person she thinks to be her enemy, she will often do or say things that she knows will piss them off, just for the satisfaction of knowing she can get them angry. However, when she gets angry, she gets violent. Very violent.

Unfortunately, Karlie's emotions rule her life. She gets angry easily, she gets happy easily, she gets upset easily. However, she tries not to get angry, since if she gets too angry, she'll transform into her tiger form. When she does that angry, it's nearly impossible to keep her from mauling someone.

The combination of stubbornness and being a perfectionist is not a good one for Karlie. She will do anything to get her way, and if she doesn't get something done just the way she wants it, she will spend hours, sometimes days, trying to get it perfect. She will turn violent on anyone who doesn't want to let her get her way.

Another thing that can bother people-- and herself-- a lot is the fact that she can't stay still for too long unless she's asleep. She walks everywhere because she can't stand having to sit on a bus or on the subway train. It takes longer, but she works off all extra energy she has. When she's hanging out with her friends, she always forces them to either play some sports or go running or go for a walk. She can't even sit through a movie.

Background Check;;

Family Members: She is an only child and her parents are dead.
Birth Place: Chicago, Illinois
Childhood: She was spoiled, though she was never demanding.
Transformation: She was attacked.
Prey: She'll eat normal human food, but as a tiger she'll eat whatever she can hunt down.
Moon Tidings: She can transform when her emotions get out of hand, and when she wants to.
Other Transformation: She has to bite people. Scratches do nothing unless her saliva gets in the wound.

History:
She was born in Chicago in 1808. That was where she lived for the majority of her life with her two parents-- Ken and Olivia. She was an only child, and she loved every minute of it. She never ran out of attention from any of her parents, and they always had money.

She wasn't like normal children of a single-sibling family: they were sometimes demanding and needy, but though she got everything she wanted, she never asked for much. She was just happy with going outside and playing soccer or basketball with her friends. Karlie never asked for much.

However, she was upset when she was informed that their family was moving. They were moving up to Rhode Island. She was very upset about that and threw a fit, but it was inevitable. Her father had gotten a job up there. They needed to move. She didn't understand was so much better about construction up in Rhode Island, but whatever.

She barely managed to graduate high school, but she managed to escape that hell-hole with a 3.0 GPA. Of course, she had made sure she had easy classes, and with her honed lying skills, she got out of most failing homework and project grades. Tests were a different story.

Once she graduated, she moved out of the horrible state of Rhode Island and into New York near Brooklyn so she could get out of that horrible state and get some better opportunities. She was more than happy to get out of Rhode Island, too. It was way too small for her and the towns didn't have enough people in them.

However, it was there that she was attacked by something. She had had a late night with some of her friends and was coming home near midnight. She was walking-- as was normal for her-- and had to cut through an empty parking lot.

A lot of it is really blurry, but she remembers being attacked by something big and mean. She woke up in a hospital a few days after the attack, confused and in pain. She had several deep gouges in her arms, legs, back and stomach. It had taken a lot of stitches, but she was soon released.

Strangely, it only took a week for her terrible wounds to heal. She was confused and it threw the doctors for a loop when she was sent in for a check up. It was a few weeks later that she discovered what had happened.

She had never believed in anything supernatural. Ghosts, magic, vampires, werewolves. . . She hadn't even heard of weretigers until that full moon when she changed into one. Karlie was absolutely livid the night after, finding her hands bloodied and a dead body underneath her. She remained locked up in her house for days, just trying to figure out what had happened.

It took a while, but she eventually came to terms with her. . . curse, gift, whatever, and eventually came to enjoy it. The immortality. . . The possibilities. She had never expected to go to college, but when the sixties came around, she went into hair styling. Before she had just been doing any job she could get her hands on, but she had always wanted to be a hair stylist.

She couldn't face her parents anymore, though. She stopped aging normally and knew that would be a hard one to explain, so she cut out all physical ties to her parents. She wrote letters and called them, but she never went and visited them in person. It killed her, but she just couldn't do it.

However, she went to their funerals. When she got the letters, she was devastated. She has always hated herself for never visiting and hated herself fiercely. The last time she had seen them was when she was supposed to be thirty. She felt horrible for not visiting them more, but she had never wanted to tell her parents what a horrible monster she was.

Her father died first. He'd had a heart attack and had been hospitalized, but hadn't made it out. Her mother was said to have died from a broken heart only four days later. Their funerals had been held together at the same time, and she showed up. She was only in the background, never talking to people. She never made a speech, she only showed up to silently pay her respects.

She knew the rest of her family would hate her for not showing up, but she couldn't tell them she was there. However, she knew that they too would die soon and she would be safe from their scorn. She was supposed to be like, forty-five. She'd long since stopped celebrating her birthday and really couldn't remember how old she was.

Karlie's family had been Catholic, but after their funerals she renounced all faith to their so-called God. No God would have done such a crime to His children. She became atheist. However, such exclamations as "Oh my god" are hard to drop. She tried her hardest not to befriend humans, knowing that she would outlive them and have to go through the same pains over and over again.

It took nearly fifty decades, but she eventually gained control of her powers. She could shift on command and even keep herself from changing into a vicious tiger during the full moons. However, she still had no control when she got too angry. It was aggravating, but she just had to try to keep her anger under control.

Code Word:
i hAve read da rules

Mad Skills;;

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