KINNEY, laura

[laura]

( LAURA KINNEY )
is the name, nice to meet you too.

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SAY WE MET AT THE BAR ,
WHEN I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO YOU ARE.[/color][/font]
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SO KIDDO, WHATS YOUR NAME?[/COLOR]
Laura Kinney, not sure if I have a middle name, didn't even knew I had a name until recently
GOT ANY NICKNAMES?[/COLOR]
X-23, yeah I know, not really a nickname, but that was my name for most of my life
THANKS. JUST HOW OLD ARE YOU?[/COLOR]
sixteen or seventeen, I don't really keep track
JUST TO MAKE SURE – MALE OR FEMALE?[/COLOR]
female, duhhh
EXCELLENT. WHAT WAY DO YOU SWING?[/COLOR]
bisexual I'd think. Not too fond of either gender, though
WAIT A MINUTE – YOU LOOK FAMILIAR. HAVE I SEEN YOU BEFORE?[/COLOR]
For the last time, I am not Valerie Poxleitner, I'm cooler. =]

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COME ON AND FLY WITH ME ,
AS WE MAKE OUR GREAT ESCAPE.[/color][/font]
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I HEAR YOU'RE STILL IN SCHOOL. WHAT SCHOOL DO YOU ATTEND?[/COLOR]
why south high school of course
SURE, SURE. AND WHAT GRADE ARE YOU IN?[/COLOR]
junior
UH HUH. YOU LIKE IT THERE?[/COLOR]
Eh, it's alright I guess.

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NOTHING ABOUT YOU IS TYPICAL ,
NOTHING ABOUT YOU IS PREDICTABLE.[/color][/font]
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JUST WONDERING – IS THIS HOW YOUR HAIR LOOKS LIKE MOST OF THE TIME?[/COLOR]
Yupp long, black, face frame cut, I like to keep it basic
THEY SAY THE EYES ARE THE WINDOWS TO THE SOUL. TELL ME ABOUT YOURS.[/COLOR]
Nice and brown
AH. SO WHAT WOULD YOU CONSIDER YOUR BODY BUILD TO BE?[/COLOR]
Hm, I don't really know. Probably slender and lanky, I don't have too much muscle. I'm decent build though
GREAT. HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONAL STYLE?[/COLOR]
I like anything really, as long as it's not too girly. I think teenagers call that style...punk? I like more boyish clothing than girl's, and you will never catch me dead in heels.
I SEE. ANY DISTINGUISHING FEATURES?[/COLOR]
I have a whole bunch of tattoos, really too many to name. The ones seen the most are on my lower arms and I have one on my finger.
WHAT, IN YOUR OPINION, WOULD PEOPLE THINK OF YOU AT FIRST SIGHT?[/COLOR]
I guess people would think I was one of those 'goth' girls that I see walk around. My black hair, black eyeliner, boyish clothes, all scream it, but believe it or not, I'm not angry enough. My long black hair is natural and I like the way my black eyeliner brings out the brown in my eyes. I feel more comfortable in pants than a disgusting skirt. You won't even see me in a skort.

I like shoes more than anything, but if it's hot out I'll wear flip flops. I do wear girly shirts at times, but never in pink. I like blues, greens, reds, and blacks. I wear shirts mostly and tank tops when it's warm out.

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I'M THE PRESS CONFERENCE ,
YOU'RE A CONVERSATION.[/color][/font]
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YOU'RE DOING GREAT. NOW TELL ME ABOUT THE THINGS THAT YOU LIKE.[/COLOR]
-music
-spring
-coloring/anything art related
-reading
-the outdoors
MHM. WHAT ABOUT THE THINGS THAT YOU DON'T LIKE?[/COLOR]
-adults
-homework
-bullies
-winter
-broccoli
GREAT. NOW TELL ME WHAT YOU'RE GOOD AT.[/COLOR]
Well, I'm good at fighting, bet you can figure out why. I'm also very good at snooping and not getting caught, not that anyone could stop me. Art, it's one of the only innocent things I'm excellent at.
NOW YOUR WEAKNESSES. I APOLOGIZE FOR THIS BEING SO LONG.[/COLOR]
Socializing, I suck at it. I've been alone most of my life and having the powers I do, just makes everything much worse. School is pretty tough at well, I just don't really care about it. Trusting is a big issue, I always trust way too easily. Supposedly I have a 'trigger'. I don't know what it is but it makes me go on a sort of rampage.
YEAH..DO YOU HAVE ANY GOALS THAT YOU WISH TO ACCOMPLISH?[/COLOR]
Goals, wow, all these big questions. I guess I want to do something with my life. To be more than I was and do some good, maybe save a few innocent lives while I'm at it. Oh, and I want to find the man that my genes are from. I want to find out what is so special about him that someone wanted to torture a innocent girl just to create someone like him.
MMM..WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF?
Spiders. I know it sounds silly, but those eight legged creeps scare the shit out of me! They look so disgusting. I think the second one would have to be adults. I don't trust them and I hate being alone in the room with one.
HAVE ANY HABITS OR QUIRKS? DON'T WORRY, I HAVE TOO.[/COLOR]
I bite my lip when I am nervous. I push my hair back a lot too.
EVERYONE HAS DEEP DARK SECRETS, RIGHT? YOURS? DON'T WORRY, I WON'T TELL A SOUL.[/COLOR]
I don't think it's a real secret because those mind readers like Professor Xavier know, but I've murdered about five people, including my mother.
COULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF IN ONE WORD?[/COLOR]
misunderstood
TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF, OVERALL.[/COLOR]
I'm not really that outgoing, I keep to myself a lot. I will talk to someone, but they have to be the one to start up the conversation. I'm a little desperate to have friends, I want people to like me, and most of all, I want to be normal. Normal people have friends. I like to have fun, more of the childish fun because I never really had a childhood.

I'm not a push over. If someone tried to bully me I'd take charge. I don't want to be a victim anymore and that makes me really brutal when I get mad. It doesn't take me much to get mad either. I shout a lot, but mostly, I just go to violence, it's what I know. That gets me into trouble though.

I'm selfish for the most part. I look out for me, because at least for now, that's all I have in the world. I don't care about sides, good or evil, I care about me. Make me an offer and I might just take you up on it. I do have my morals though.

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PUT ON A SHOW ,
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DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS?[/COLOR]
Nope
LOVELY. MANY PEOPLE HAVE PETS – DO YOU?[/COLOR]
No, but I would like one. A cat, I love them. As soon as I can, I'll get one.
FASCINATING. I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND MY ASKING, BUT WHAT'S YOUR BACKGROUND?[/COLOR]
Honestly, I don't know. I was basically formed in a test tube then planted inside my mother. I don't know whose genes I have.[/LIST]
WELL, ALMOST DONE. BUT WHERE DO YOU LIVE APART FROM HERE?[/COLOR]
My aunt's house. She's been really nice to me.
DO, TELL ME ABOUT YOUR PAST. DON'T WORRY, THIS IS THE LAST THING THAT I WILL BE ASKING.[/COLOR]
I was made in a test tube. They took some guy's mutant genes and made me out of them. I was put inside my mother, who worked for them, and I was born. I was monitored everyday and when I was seven the 'doctors' exposed me to radiation poisoning so my abilities would activate. Doctor Zander Rice, the main guy doing everything to me, took my claws out, and I mean ripped them out of me. He coated them in adamantium, and reinserted them back into my hands and feet. He did this without giving me any anesthetic. Yeah a freaking child. I healed though, obviously.

When I was twelve my mom smuggled me out of the facility so I could help find the man who kidnapped my cousin. I didn't even know her, but my mom wanted her found so I helped. I followed the man to his home and killed him then brought my cousin, Megan, back home. My mom got fired when they found out what she did.

Dr. Rice assigned me to kill the Sutter family, who was the doctor who started all of this. I was only thirteen and had committed five murders already, surprising, I know. If I didn't follow through with my assignments, my 'handler' would beat me. Sometimes she did even if I did do the job.

Back to Rice, one day he showed me the other test tube babies he was making, X-24 through X-50. He was going to torture twenty six genetically altered kids just like he had done to me! My mother wrote me a letter and told me to kill them, probably to spare them from pain, and to kill Rice. I did kill them. I went to my mother and then--I killed her. I don't know why I did it. My mother was the only one who treated me like a human and not a test subject. I loved her. Right before she died she told me my name. She also gave me a photo of Prof. Xavier, some guy, and this school.

I was fifteen and I had nowhere to go. I don't speak much, since I didn't learn until I was around ten or eleven. I decided to go to San Fransisco, to find my aunt and cousin. They were the only ones I knew. I've stayed with them ever since. Both have been really kind to me, especially Megan.

I want to find out who the guy is in the photo. I know he is the one who my genes are from. He was the starter in all of this. All my pain and my life of misery. All I know is what he looks like and he was named Weapon X.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR TIME.[/COLOR]
Ugh, what a waste of my time.

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I'M GIVING UP SLOWLY ,
I'M BLENDING IN SO YOU WON'T EVEN KNOW ME.
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Hey hey hey, my name is Jessi[/COLOR],
and I am twenty years old. I
am of the female species. I have
been roleplaying for about 7+
now. My other characters here are none existent yet
Anyways, I have a couple of things to say:
nothing else.
So...bye! See you guys around.

Oh, and this is my rp sample: (this is from my own site)

The tree had missed her only by a couple feet and that freaked her out enough to stop her for a minute or two. It surprised her that the werewolf hadn't tried to jump on her, but she wasn't about to look back to see why. She rounded the corner and saw the usual long line for the night club. She ran to the front, ignoring the complaints from the people waiting, and looked up at the bouncer. "I need to get in." She said urgently.

The bouncer looked her up and down before raising an eyebrow. "End of the line."

Curse them! She usually didn't mind bouncers letting girls in if they looked good, because when she wanted to go clubbing she made sure to look good. Today was an exception. She didn't want to go into the club so she hadn't dressed for it. Her hair was a little out of place from the run and her cheeks were flushed. Her jeans had holes in them and her shirt was one that covered most of her body. It had been a casual day with her, she hadn't expected to be running for her life from a werewolf.

She tried to push past the guy but the dude was taller, wider, and heavier than her. After she cursed at him she turned around and scanned the street, hoping to find any store that would be open, but she came up empty.

It was then that she noticed she was alone. The werewolf was gone. She found it odd, but took it as a sign to get out of there. To her the smartest way was to backtrack and confuse the werewolf into thinking she went into the club when she actually didn't. Then maybe she could make it home safely. After rounding the corner she had just moments ago she stopped. It was a pretty dead street, the only noise coming from the club when the doors were opened. What she saw was what made her stop. Some guy had just dived into the werewolf.

[Peter Bishop]

ACCEPTED!