Name: Rash the Rainbow
AKA, Double R
Appearance: Rash stands at four feet and three inches, weighing nearly one hundred pounds. Her body is slender and light, easily geared towards acrobatic maneuvers. Her real hair is bright blue, the sane shade as her bright, icy eyes, and is cut just long enough for her bangs to reach her ears when brushed aside. Her skin is mildly tanned, and as smooth as butter. She keeps her nails painted, but paints each one a different color of the rainbow, then starts the cycle over for the extra fingers, resulting in some being the same color. She then continues the pattern on her toes from where her fingers left off, cycling through the colors for nearly three full turns.
Rash commonly dresses up in numerous colors, mixing up her various clothes into wild looks. Or, as some would put it, she just randomly tosses on something that’s a different color from everything else she has on. But one thing stays consistent: She always wears her red leotard underneath all the rest of her clothes. Even her shoes are inconsistent as she’ll sometimes wear a boot with a sneaker, or a high-heel pump with a sandal. Though, when she needs to move around, she’ll toss off her shoes and/or other parts of her attire for better agility.
Her face is always painted, and then coated by a second layer to be safe. Though she has know idea if it actually works. Her common pattern in paint is to apply a blue background all over her face. She then tosses on other colors, sometimes going for the look that her face is a partly cloudy sky. Or that it’s water, with brightly colored fish swimming all over. She then likes to toss on random wigs to match whatever mood she feels into that day.
Weapon of Choice: Rash tends to prefer using her feet and legs to beat on someone. But she likes to carry around a set of thin, light knives to throw around or cut at someone when more lethality or range is required. Where she keeps them changes as sometimes her clothes for the day won’t support where they were last.
Personality: Rash is cheery, bubbly, and sweet to a fault. She laughs off most every situation, no matter if funny or serious. And she loves making new friends. As nice a little girl as you’ll ever meet, though it’s unclear if she just does it to better play the role of the clown. She tends to hate being simply told things to learn, preferring actual physical practice instead. So classrooms tend to be boring for her -- expect to find her twitching and jumping in her seat during class to keep from bouncing off the walls.
Enjoys pranks and practical jokes, so watching out for traps now and then wouldn’t be a bad idea. And being in wide open spaces is always better than being stuck in a cramped room.
* Individual nicknames in this line are intermingled and occur just as often as the other.
Name: Alicia Lauren Melinda Ardoux, “Alice” *
Age: 15 **
Appearance: Alice stands at an even five feet. She weighs nearly one hundred and twenty pounds. And to look at her, the only real meat to her body is focused around her strong legs and shapely hips. Otherwise, the girl could be mistaken for a twig’s shadow. Her skin is pale white, shining like milk under the sun’s rays. Her straight, brown hair long enough to reach down to her hips, and dark enough to be black unless you got right up to her to check. Her eyes are the same dark shade of brown as her hair, making her look entirely like she stepped from a black and white movie reel. Her eyes slightly slanted, giving off a naturally penetrating gaze thanks to her keeping her eyes nearly closed at all times.
Alice likes skirts and dresses. Her style fixates around the aspect of wearing clothes that seem suited for bondage or role-play. Black and white uniforms or costumes. Long, red dresses. Leather belts and straps with silver buckles. Knee-high boots, with or without high heels. Black or red lipstick with matching nail polish. Gothic and macabre looks are all splendidly wonderful to her. And with her long, silky smooth hair, it all easily compliments her naturally dark appearance. She has even had piercings done on various places on her face and body to hold rings and studs to better suit whatever mood she’s in.
Weapon of Choice: Alice always has one large hook that she carries at her hip. The grip is crafted like the hilt of a sword, minus any hand guard. The hook itself is two feet long, three inches thick, and is lined by rows of serrated edges, with a barbed tip -- all designed to catch at flesh upon the slightest touch and tear at the skin if it doesn’t stab into the target area. The edges are thin and jagged, allowing her to swing the hook backwards to use the rows of edges as a bladed side and slice at an opponent.
But her most dangerous method of attack lies in her use of various knives four or so inches long. Wrapping them in threads of dark energy, she whirls and twirls, flinging the sharp blades at any target too far for her hook to cut. The thick grips allow for even blunt attacks at a range, giving her some versatility.
Personality: Alice is, by all means, sick and twisted. She enjoys using her naturally dark look and her natural talent for the dark art to her full advantage for scaring others. Sadomasochistic, which she had long ago learnt runs in her family, most especially females. She becomes more pleased and happy the more others are in pain. And if someone hates her, or acts in a hateful manner, they amuse her to no ends. But in all, she does try to make friends, and knows to never go so far as to kill anyone unless they deserved it.
Aside from the name Alice and the sadomasochistic mentality, one other trait has been proven to be very strong within the females of her family: Alice has a natural gift for ventriloquism that she uses to bring life to a random voice in her head. Whether done for fun, or whether the being is really in her head, there will sometimes be a deep, booming voice coming from a certain stuffed animal that Alice carries around frequently. But Alice seems to possess some choice and control over the odd urge, as she uses a cuddly and cute teddy bear she bought a year ago, instead of the rancid, old toy*** that has been passed through the family.
* Mother to Alice from the other EA.
** Has a birthday coming up within the next few days of when the RP starts.
*** She has it locked up in a trunk. For other Third Years, they know she used to carry it around during her first year and half the second year. It was old, stitched up everywhere, lined with rotten flesh, and a pedophile. They are likely quite glad that she finally grew out of it and now uses a much less disgusting teddy bear.
Quote for mood of character: "You will remember this moment as you dig into me
And from your smile now it seems as if you liked it
You'd better cherish this moment as you dig into me
You'll never get another chance at this..."
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