Post by Alicia Maine on Sept 9, 2016 15:42:32 GMT -5
{Play Me}
Password 1: [Gut's Jawline]
Password 2: [#Rekt]
Type: [Freak]
Affiliation: [Vandenreich]
Rank: [Sternritter/Captain]
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-Basic Information-
Name: [Alicia Maine]
Preferred Sternritter Name: ["O" The Oversoul]
Age: [20]
Birthday (Month/Day): [10/23]
Blood Type: [B+]
RP Sample (Optional): [N/A]
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-Appearance-
Height/Weight: [5'7"/79 lbs]
Physical Description:
{Faceclaim: Don't Know}
"I'm watching you, Sen-pai."
"I'm watching you, Sen-pai."
{Uniform Reference}
"Look at me Senpai."
"Senpai, why won't you look at me? Am I not the most gorgeous thing you've ever seen?""Look at me Senpai."
Sick in more than one way Alicia is what most Psychologists consider to be "Insane." Or the more latent terms for others "that crazy bitch." Well, she certainly has earned that reputation since an early age, though, not truly considered insane. Back then, the people considered it self-defense or possibly repressed anger and sorrow. Which one it is doesn't speak good news at all for this gal. Sentenced to heavy duty refining and psychological treatment, Alicia spent a majority of her time being locked away in Asylums and Institutions. Technically referred to as "Hospitals" but the real purpose of them was all the same. Quite a lot of time being locked away Alicia had no choice but to retreat into that "insanity."
Growing up as a child, half Japanese and German, Alicia spent much time indoors for obvious reasons. Such a term in her life spent bound in unfavorable dwellings have done some damage to the skin. Void from the natural light Alicia's skin began to lose its luscious complexion and shift to a more pale white. Though the texture remained smooth somehow it didn't change the fact that her skin lost some of its nutrients. Cast away in the shadows while the doctors were "treating" her, the skin lost its natural color and became that of what it is today. The Germans didn't really have good manners when it came to murdering a few of their own.
But noooo, who cares, no one wanted to hear her side of the story. Similar to her skin the girl's hair lost its color as well. Once was a full Jet Black now became a Pearl White. Seemingly untouched by the creator himself Alicia's white hair grew out to point where it descends past her hips at her kneecaps. Cutting it was out of the question as those who attempted to restrain the girl often find themselves with shears inching closer to their faces. Only to scare them of course, as going any further would bore her. She got the same reactions over and over again, which only proved to her that the so called "Doctors" never really cared at all. Only following orders that someone else gave to them. With no hint of self being applied into their work, no desire to really help people, Alicia found the very act of killing them to be... boring. Although it would help her by not having to see their faces anymore.
Pacing around in her room shackled by that restraint coat didn't give her much options than to fight. Struggle, struggle, and more struggling. That's pretty much all she was able to do. Learning how to dislocate her shoulders and arms, to actually toning her body as she did so, the Quincy girl found it to be enjoyable. Hell, even the restraint jacket seemed to be fun having on. Proved a bit of a challenge. As a matter of fact, she couldn't help but laugh. Just laughing. Laughing in that dark room all by herself as she struggled. Could be the reason why she wears a cheery smile on her face. And why her red eyes seem to be distant as well as fatigued.
Stuck as to where she was Alicia had been put on a strict diet. The boring hospital food that made anyone want to puke. She did at times, puking at least. Most of the time she kept it in. She had the best care to help maintain all of her looks, besides her hair. But the funniest thing was that when the Doctors came to evaluate her physic she would seem to be more toned then the last time. Both arms slender and pale white. Yet, the muscles were shaped and reinforced with the body fat and carbs that she was taking into herself. She literally was using up all the nutrients to physically shape herself up. This continued on even after she got out of the Hospital and into the Vandenreich.
She was born as a Quincy, with parents who were a part of the Empire. So there wouldn't be anything strange when bringing someone like her in. Bbuttt, there are exceptions. Alicia happens to be one of them. Turns out that Alicia was the one who murdered her own parents. They were never killed by the Shinigami or by the Hollows. Nor were they convicted of treason. The girl responds, "Because they were annoying." That was her answer. Now there is more to the stiry, but that will be it for now.
Her hair is long and messy, but straightened and smoothed as her japanese characteristics reveal it to be. Brows tweased and maintained properly, can have em bushy brows now. Yet while her body seems to be fine, a closer inspection of her arms show healed scars. Scars that were left behind from deep lacerations and from tight bindings. No no noo, Alicia didn't make them, on purpose anyhow. These were from toying with her restraints as she made many attempts in slipping them. These scars are twisted and wrap around the surface of her arms from the elbow joint down to her wrists. The same pattern is healed gashes can be seen on her palms and back hand.
Banging against sharp corners will do that to you when playing with restraints. But the worst gashe's were from the syringes that she was poked with constantly. Okay now these were her fault. With her body flailing about the Doctors had little to no choice as to risk a black eye or possible dismissal from his job entirely, and boy, he got many black eyes. But thankfully her nails remain crisp and perfect. However the excitement does not stop there.
Slyly shifting the eyes downwards her physique is something to ponder about. Now she did all the flailing and personal training in the narrow space that was her room. Training as in eating and toning, but the vast majority of hee training was held within the Vandenreich Empire. You see, after she murdered her parents the Quincy bEgan looking for her. It took some time, like 5 years, before she was found and brough into the fold. Can't say that her attitude improved as much since many students were beaten and threatened by this girl.
Her robust figure is something to gawk at when her two "B"s go to "C"s when donning her clothes. But that's for something else. A slim stomach with no definite muscles openly expressed. But they're there alright. Hell, she can still pass herself off as a recent graduate too. Especially with those baby cheeks of hers. Digressing, so moving on her legs which have to be most succulent. With a round firm booty, it only defines the qualitis that the booty and her legs have with each other.
Still pale white obviously, her legs share the same markings that her arms did. Tied down and bound to her bed and tabkes, Alicia always struggled with a smile across her face, and laughing too. Her thighs down to the ankles bear the same patterns as the ones on her arms. More syringes and binds, this Quincy was the essence of trouble when it came dealing with people. This does suggest as to how many restraints were used to keep her settled. Regardless, hee legs and feet are impressive and we'll rounded to keeping balance. A good foundation was built based on pacing around in her vacant room. Her toes are nothing special like her hands. But that is besides the point that she still rocks people's socks off with what she has to work with.
Which leaves us to her attire. Strangely enough Alicia grabs herself with what appears to be a single piece body suit. Heavily altered there are few pieces of her uniform that ties her to the Quincies. First off is the collar she wears around her neck. Almost like a turtle neck infused with a prisoner's choke collar. With its belt design its tightness can be adjusted according to the girls desired comfort level. And to add on it covers the base of her collar bone and primed around her neck to be threaded together with her top piece.
Now even though it is, by very means a latex body suit, the top piece of it resembles a tunic. A vest, "x" shaped tunic, which shoulder straps are indeed weaved onto the girls choker. This design does expose a bit of her cleavage and underarms before continuing onwards in covering the girl. Though this opening of her chest is partly covered by the 3 inch chain that hangs loosely over the area. Hehe, it is more than likely them pervs will be starin' at, considering that the each of thsee pieced are skin tight too.
Now for the sleeves. They are indwed connected to Alicia's chest piece by via belt strap and a thick connection of fabric tied to the sides of her biceps. Her sleeves too are skin tight, so that everyone can marvel at her firm toned body. No designs on them, and a clear white color which is the same as the chest tunic. Except, when coming to the forearms the sleeve changes. As it gets closer to the wrist the pieces rightness begins to loosen up and open up outwardly lime flower petals. This section of her sleeves are dyed in a twist of black and red colors. However, that isn't what is really draws the eyes to the ends. Because it is the three harness straps attached to the end of her sleeves that kind of spook people out. Like bung back at the Asylum these straps look more like restraints. Well that's because they are. When crossing her arms around her chest, she can press them against herself to attachieve the sleeves to her chest tunic piece. Makes it look like a restraint jacket once more.
Moon further down the line anyone can see the opening that exposes her belly button. It's soon adorable and clear. Nothing g but that compressed belly and pale white skin. All this leading to being crossed by two utility belts that help carry minimal supplies crossing over her hips and pelvis area. Matching the color scheme to the sleeves, the belts help make a cool additions to her attire. But nothing is better than the lower areas.
The body continental down until it reaches the ankles, but it won't matter. That is due to the knee high boots that partly covers her lower thigh. The same color scheme as the belts and sleeves too. The soles of these boots are neither elevated or reinforced with extra padding. Instead, the bottom of the soles are completely flat, and are indeed reinforced with a thick flexible fiber.