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    Reserve tiger please ^.^


    [glow=grey,2,300]⚓Victoria || Hazel || Maakani ⚓[/glow]



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    name ;;
    "My name is Victoria Hazel Maakani."


    nickname ;;
    "Do not direct as anything other than Victoria."


    age ;;
    "I am eighteen years of age."


    gender ;;
    "Feminine, obviously."


    zodiac animal ;;
    "You'll know me as the tiger."


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    hair color ;;
    Burgundy-brown.


    eye color ;;
    Intense hazel, with golden flecks.


    hair length ;;
    It extends 3-4 inches below her shoulder blades.


    most notable features ;;
    Her eyes are the most distinguished.


    height ;;
    5'6.


    weight ;;
    115 lbs.


    body modifications or birth marks ;;


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    behavioral traits ;;
    Sarcastic, brave, intelligent, wise, clever, manipulative.


    personality ;;
    Victoria is the type of person who only shows respect for a few select people. She believes that not everyone is created equal, and only the strongest survive. She will give a direct answer to all questions, even at the circumstance that it may not be what you'd like to hear.
    Much of the time, she speaks in a sarcastic tone. Chances are, if you ask an absurd question, you'll get a smart*as answer to go along with it.
    Despite having a serious outlook and appearance, Victoria does have a sense of humor. When she's in a positive mood, there's no doubt that she's able to make you smile or laugh, even when she may not to be trying to.
    Victoria has a very protective nature as well. Although she's never been in love romantically, she has always loved, and protected her friends, at times even at the stake of her own personal safety.
    Despite her tough outer-shell, she is capable of opening up to a few select number of people. Internally, she is nurturing, caring, and kind, despite her walls that she's built up over the years.


    history ;;
    Victoria does not share her history with many people. All that is known, is that it is dark; depressing.


    family members ;;
    Mother-Unknown
    Father-Unknown


    main strength ;;
    Martial Arts.


    main weakness ;;
    Brute Strength


    fears ;;
    Heights, failure.


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    zodiac animal strengths ;;
    Brutte strength, agility, speed.


    zodiac animal weaknesses ;;
    Not knowing her limits, has a usually-fatal weakness for chrysanthemums. (Compared to Superman versus Kryptonite.)


    gets along most with ;;
    Ox & Snake.


    gets along least with ;;
    Rabbit & Pig.


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    romantic interest(s) ;;
    "Why would I hunt after something that I have zero time for?"
    (Will develop.)


    relationship status ;;
    "I'm my own person, thanks."


    past relationships ;;
    "I've never loved anyone before."


    three main turn-ons ;;
    - Respectful
    - Intelligent
    - Can hold their own


    three main turn-offs ;;
    - Cowardice
    - Negative outlook
    - Laziness


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    username ;;
    Shewolfbby


    display name ;;
    Misfit_Toys


    muse and activity level ;;
    Depends/8-9


    faceclaim ;;
    Barbara Palvin


    what else ;;
    Year of the horse.




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    Katie ◆ Grace ◆ Feldman
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    Age


    25


    Personality Traits (List)


    -Kind
    -Shy
    -Quiet
    -Independent
    -Strong-willed
    -Good-Humored
    -Intelligent
    -Trustworthy


    Physical Characteristics


    [font=georgia][color=black]Katie has a petite frame, standing at about 5'4 in heighth, and around 115 in weight. Her hair is usually styled in large barrel curls,(as seen in the gif) and extends down her back, slightly longer than her shoulder blades.
    It's coloring is a light blonde color, with even lighter colored highlights, and chocolate lowlights.
    Her eyes are a faded cerulean color.
    As for her wardrobe, she wears just about anything, but prefers a casual-yet-nice-looking-outfit.


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    I had been getting along with the two men that I was sitting between fairly well. It was apparent that they had come here for the simple fact to meet girls, but still seemed utterly respectful.
    I had let them buy me a few drinks, but I didn't take any past my limit; I had to be sober enough to drive myself back to the hotel that I was staying at.
    Excusing myself for a few moments, I took my my purse, and brought it to the lavatory with me.
    Setting my purse on the sink, I dug through it to retrieve my cellphone, and opening it to a missed call from Lucian, I shrugged. Even though he had wanted to help me through my ordeal, there were still parts of him I couldn't stand.
    Acknowledging his attempt to reach me, I sent an already-programmed-in quick text to him.
    Hey, can't talk right now. Busy.
    Checking my makeup, hair, and whatever else one last time in the mirror, I walked back out afterwards.
    Taking my seat back on the stool and my purse under it, I spoke:
    "Sorry, had to answer a call."
    Taking a sip of my drink, I noticed that it had a slightly metallic tinge to it, but I didn't take as much thought to it as I probably should have.
    Still, I continued to talk to the both of them, but had started to realize that something was wrong with me- my head hurt, my words were slurred, and I felt so weak that I felt as though I'd pass out at any moment.
    Not soon after, I came to terms with what was going on. Those assholes.
    "I'm sorry... I...have to leave. I think I'm getting.. Sick."
    I noticed one of them stood up as if he was legitimately worried about me.
    "Are you alright? I think you've had too much to drink. Maybe I should take you home..."
    "No! I mean... I uh... I have someone coming to pick me up..."
    He had attempted to press the matter further, but I ignored him.
    Sliding off the seat, I nearly fell completely to the floor, but kept my balance. Clutching my purse tightly in one hand, I stumbled through the front door.
    I had to get to my car. I feared that I didn't have much time before whatever they spiked my drink with, would take it's full effect.
    Squinting out to the dark parking lot, I spied my car; it seemed so far away...
    I took my shoes off, and carried them in my hands. Making my was slowly across the asphault, I unlocked my car, climbing into the passenger seat, and making sure that I had locked it behind me. Within literally two minutes, I had completely blacked out.