WARNING!
this biography is based off an au version of max caulfield, the protagonist of the game life is strange.
this means there will be spoilers for life is strange and potentially triggering material.
WARNING!
this biography is based off an au version of max caulfield, the protagonist of the game life is strange.
this means there will be spoilers for life is strange and potentially triggering material.
GENERAL:
♔ Maxine Caulfield | "Max" | Female
♔ 2 years physically | 18 years spiritually | September 28th
♔ WindClan & SunClan | member
♔ Formerly a human, fully remembers past life
♔ Based off of Max Caulfield from Life is Strange: is an AU reincarnation of her, in which Mark Jefferson is successful in overdosing her in the Dark Room before David can stop him.
RELATIONSHIPS:
♔ "Single" | Not searching | ½ Maxboy
♔ Biromantic | Bisexual
♔ Personable and a tad withdrawn, Max is an easy girl to get along with as she more than often not tries to go out of her way to make sure everybody is comfortable in a conversation. This isn't to say she's mild mannered however, as Max is quick to argue over something that matters to her but she will almost never overstep her boundaries in an argument to force it to escalate. Max is skittish regarding and untrusting of authority figures, still incredibly hesitant after being held hostage by somebody that was once her teacher, using the most prestigious people in town as means to hide his illegal activities. The only thing that will immediately fire Max up in a conversation is the discussion of "innocence" and "purity": the concepts and even just the words themselves deeply disturb Max due to Jefferson's obsession with capturing them.
PHYSICAL: ◼ ◼ ◼ ◼
♔ Young adult female | health: 100%
— (Reference) Not exactly the picturesque image of health, Max is a rather scrawny caracal of particularly dark colour. Although Max is small in comparison to other wildcats of her pedigree, she has spindly legs and slightly exaggerated ear tufts that give the illusion of height. Her colourings are rather stereotypical: Max has short, auburn-brown fur with evident ticking marks usual of a caracal. Her ears and the tip of her tail are both black, along with eyeliner-like lines around her eyes that lead down around her muzzle. Her underbody is a much softer shade of brown, warming to an ivory along her belly, the insides of her legs, and even her lower chin. Max's face is flecked with small dark chocolate spots similar to freckles, with eyes of a cool blue- neither light nor dark. Her eyes are the only splash of contrasting colour she has.
— major injuries: none
— minor injuries: none
PERSONALITY:
♔ Compassionate, intuitive, genuine, hopeful | Emotional, bold, clumsy, resourceful | Resentful, impulsive, opinionated, secretive
♔ At her core, Max is an optimistic girl always wanting to believe in the best possible outcome, although this is self-deprecating in a way as she can set herself up for disappointment by doing such. Max believes there is good in everybody, although she will not go out of her way to try to unearth any sort of soft spots from those that wish to antagonize her. Generally speaking, however, Max is very easy to get along with. She is very into literature, particularly poems, and polaroid photography: photography is a passion of hers, and she could babble on about it (and other retro culture things) for extended periods of time. It is difficult to upset her, and unless someone tries to make a target out of her friends, the only thing that will evoke a strong reaction out of Max is any discussion of "innocence" and "purity", in which she will immediately attempt to terminate the conversation with rather heated words. She finds a fascination in those topics incredibly unhealthy after her experience with Mark Jefferson. Max does not know hatred for anyone expect for Jefferson, in which the resentment she carries for him is carved into her very bones. She will not even say his name except to a very select few, choosing to cut him from her vocabulary entirely after he stole everything she held dear to her. Max has the tendency to blame herself for the actions of others, truly believing that Kate's suicide, along with the deaths of Chloe, Victoria, and Nathan (at the hands of Jefferson) fall on her shoulders due to her inability to undo them like she can most of her minor mistakes. Because of her death by Jefferson, Max has developed a strong fear of needles and duct tape, alongside a distaste for expensive cameras.
INTERACTION:
♔ Support, increasing the survivability, speed, and damage output of teammates. A poor duelists and best when surrounded by teammates. | Medium-easy physical opponent | Resistant to most mental attacks
— Max has the unusual ability to control time, but in very specific manners: she can only rewind time, and to a certain point. If she is under enough emotional duress Max may be able to stop time entirely, but this is incredibly taxing on her. Most extensive use of her time-related power will give her headaches and a nosebleed, and depending on how far she pushed herself, may even make her pass out. But with her control over time Max is likely to rewind and re-try many times over to get an ideal outcome, meaning that Max is a hard target to pin down as she is very evasive due to being able to "redo" everything she messes up. Please be aware you consent to her ability to rewind and escape by attacking her. (She is not immune, and can still be caught off guard, however.)
♔ Tag maxine c.
or quote original post when attacking
♔ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.
MISCELLANEOUS:
♔ As stated above, Max is the reincarnation of an alternate reality where Mark Jefferson successfully overdoses her right before David Madsen is able to stop him. Max has very vivid memories of the Dark Room, and the room in question frequents her nightmares often, right alongside Jefferson himself. Having to witness her incredibly drugged self used as little more than a doll by traveling through the photograph left behind by Jefferson is something Max regrets frequently. The photographs of Kate Marsh strapped, drugged, and crying in the Dark Room as well as the images of Rachel Amber being overdosed and eventually buried in the junkyard all collected in binders are images Max will never be able to forget. Because she was unable to stall enough time for David to save her, Max fell prey to him just as three of her other Classmates. Max was unable to save Victoria, Nathan, and Chloe from their death, and Max blames herself for such. Jefferson's comment about "testing Kate's faith" has continued to haunt Max after death, seeing it as an insinuation that he sexually assaulted Kate- and possibly his other female victims- while they were drugged, and were then left to their own suffering (which eventually drove Kate to suicide, collapsing under actions Kate could not remember because she was dosed with GHB). David was able to successfully gun Jefferson down but not until the dose had already been delivered to Max, and with the discovery of her reincarnation alongside Kate's, her current greatest fear is Jefferson also reincarnating to find Kate and her.
♔ Dark room memories & voice references one, two, three, & four (all contain disturbing imagery, listed chronologically)
♔ Usually has an instant polaroid camera on her, and will use it frequently.
PLAYLIST:
♔ Wires - The Neighbourhood
— we talked about making it / i'm sorry that you never made it / and it pains me just to hear you have to say it / you knew the game and played it / it kills to know that you have been defeated / you knew you had a reason / it killed you like diseases / mr. know-it-all had his reign and his fall / at least that's what his brain is telling all / if he said help me kill the president / i'd say he needs medicine / sick of screaming let us in / the wires got the best of him / all that he invested in goes / straight to hell / i'm having trouble in believing / and i just started seeing / light at the beginning of the tunnel but he tells me that i'm dreaming / when he talks i hear his ghosts every word they say to me / i just pray the wires aren't coming
♔ Hope of Morning - Icon For Hire
— my mind's a kaleidoscope, it thinks too fast / blurs all the colors 'til i can't see past / the last mistake, the choice i made / staring in the mirror with myself to blame / i second guess myself to death, i re-solicit every step / what if my words are meaningless? what if my heart's misleading this? / i try to capture every moment as it comes to me / bottle up the memories and let them keep me company / when the hope of morning starts to fade in me / i don't dare to let darkness have its way with me / and the hope of morning makes me worth the fight / i will not be giving in tonight / when i'm old and grey, or thirty, or whatever happens first / i'll need you to reassure me i didn't waste a verse / or worse, what if my life's work is reduced to just myself / self-disgust and selfishness tend to hold me awfully close / but i don't wanna let you see that, i don't want my friends to know / self-disgust and selfishness take me everywhere i go / all the pain i can't explain away won't fade / all the secrets silenced by the shame / don't make me say it
♔ Where I Won't Be Found - Seven Lions
— take a breath i can feel it now / raise my head i'm not looking down / everything is shining out in the woods / where i won't be found / take a breath i can feel it now / raise my head i'm not looking down / everything is shining out in the woods / i feel the sun i feel the sound but i'm / walking on the wire / and i can fly and i can run but i'm / walking on the wire
♔ Shiner - Indian Summer
— earth crust and bone, step back to the throne / dust simmers the globe, turn ocean to foam / trying to take back what's gone back right / get on the throne, you gotta get it right / earth, dust down below, you're dead to your own / never coming back, give it back / all these pieces and all this noise / step back, i'm facing the war / all this despair alone, sets dust in your bones / never coming back, give it back
♔ Polarize - Twenty One Pilots
— help me polarize, help me down / those stairs is where i'll be hiding all my problems / my friends and i, we got a lot of problems / you know where i'm coming from / though i am running to you / i have none to show to the one i love / but deny, deny, denial / i think i lost my halo / my friends and i have problems