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<div style="font-size:12px;color:#C7BE8D">Most certainly Kyverra's least favorite thing to discuss.
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<div style="font-size:12px;color:#C7BE8D"><i>"Do you know who you're talking to? We own you. If you fuck up...we have every right to kill you. Don't act like such a princess. You're not going to survive here like that...and we won't care if you don't."
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"Why are you doing this to-"
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"Shut the hell up and don't talk back."
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A dark skinned Keeper flinches slightly, her fists clenched. The monster talking to her little sister made her blood boil; it humiliated her to know that she couldn't save her from this animal treating her with disrespect. It takes all of her effort to not scream at him, knowing she'll just be beaten senseless if she does it. This situation made her sick her to stomach, but she had to survive somehow. Pale yellow eyes look up to examine the male...someone she once considered her brother, who was now simply a husk. A follower. Unworthy of living.</i>
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The earliest memories this Miqo'te has revolve around the patriarchy destroying her tribe. She still couldn't guess as to why it happened...she only assumed that the males of her tribe were sick of the women being in charge. They took over, and made the females suffer more than they could ever imagine. Some were beaten to death. If you were obedient, you were lucky enough to survive. If you were ugly, you were even luckier to avoid the sexual abuse.
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Kyverra lacked a true childhood as a result. She has no education outside of the things she's taught herself, on a will to survive. Her only friend was her little sister, who is presumably dead. She hates herself for being unable to save anyone aside from herself from this awful event - suicide was something she briefly considered before realizing that it would be useless.
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<i>"Everyone must understand...we don't mean any harm. We simply want you to obey us. If you can't listen to simple requests, how do you expect for us to be happy with you? Even the little ones have to learn their place." A young Miqo'te, not older than three, is pulled into view. Bruises nearly cover her entire body as she trembles and flinches, absolutely mortified. "This is the result of being unable to listen to directions. We don't care how old you are."</i>
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Kyverra is a dark skinned, fair Miqo'te. Her hair is a burgundy, often worn in a ponytail when she's outside. Her eyes are pale, a hint of yellow in them barely visible. She doesn't consider herself to be anything special, though she isn't a bad looking Miqo'te. Scars litter her body, most barely visible, while there are others blatantly obvious that she has hidden from view, save for a few lashes across her back.
  
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Her body is petite in build, not unlike most female Miqo'tes. Her features are quite similar to the average, nothing special about her aside from the scar littered body...though if approached and hit on by people, she will most likely scoff and turn away before they can even finish. She's a bit short, but she doesn't seem to care about her height, deciding that it could easily mislead people into overestimating her capabilities and make her career that much easier as a result.
  
 
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Scars
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: The scars on her features are easily the most memorable part of Kyverra. If you were to run your hand across her entire body, it'd be unlikely that you'd find a place that feels genuinely smooth. Her chest and back seem to have suffered the most, however; deep lacerations that still are quite visible litter these two parts of her body. She doesn't like wearing shirts that expose too much of her torso as a result.
  
 
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Revision as of 08:21, 2 April 2015

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Miqo'te | Female | Twenty | Mercenary
Server: Gilgamesh
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Memory Lane

◢ Childhood
"Do you know who you're talking to? We own you. If you fuck up...we have every right to kill you. Don't act like such a princess. You're not going to survive here like that...and we won't care if you don't."

"Why are you doing this to-" "Shut the hell up and don't talk back." A dark skinned Keeper flinches slightly, her fists clenched. The monster talking to her little sister made her blood boil; it humiliated her to know that she couldn't save her from this animal treating her with disrespect. It takes all of her effort to not scream at him, knowing she'll just be beaten senseless if she does it. This situation made her sick her to stomach, but she had to survive somehow. Pale yellow eyes look up to examine the male...someone she once considered her brother, who was now simply a husk. A follower. Unworthy of living.

The earliest memories this Miqo'te has revolve around the patriarchy destroying her tribe. She still couldn't guess as to why it happened...she only assumed that the males of her tribe were sick of the women being in charge. They took over, and made the females suffer more than they could ever imagine. Some were beaten to death. If you were obedient, you were lucky enough to survive. If you were ugly, you were even luckier to avoid the sexual abuse.

Kyverra lacked a true childhood as a result. She has no education outside of the things she's taught herself, on a will to survive. Her only friend was her little sister, who is presumably dead. She hates herself for being unable to save anyone aside from herself from this awful event - suicide was something she briefly considered before realizing that it would be useless.

"Everyone must understand...we don't mean any harm. We simply want you to obey us. If you can't listen to simple requests, how do you expect for us to be happy with you? Even the little ones have to learn their place." A young Miqo'te, not older than three, is pulled into view. Bruises nearly cover her entire body as she trembles and flinches, absolutely mortified. "This is the result of being unable to listen to directions. We don't care how old you are."

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Personality


Looks Aren't Everything

◢ General Appearance

Kyverra is a dark skinned, fair Miqo'te. Her hair is a burgundy, often worn in a ponytail when she's outside. Her eyes are pale, a hint of yellow in them barely visible. She doesn't consider herself to be anything special, though she isn't a bad looking Miqo'te. Scars litter her body, most barely visible, while there are others blatantly obvious that she has hidden from view, save for a few lashes across her back.

Her body is petite in build, not unlike most female Miqo'tes. Her features are quite similar to the average, nothing special about her aside from the scar littered body...though if approached and hit on by people, she will most likely scoff and turn away before they can even finish. She's a bit short, but she doesn't seem to care about her height, deciding that it could easily mislead people into overestimating her capabilities and make her career that much easier as a result.

◢ Memorable Features

Scars

The scars on her features are easily the most memorable part of Kyverra. If you were to run your hand across her entire body, it'd be unlikely that you'd find a place that feels genuinely smooth. Her chest and back seem to have suffered the most, however; deep lacerations that still are quite visible litter these two parts of her body. She doesn't like wearing shirts that expose too much of her torso as a result.

Pretty Badass At...


Not So Badass At...


Guilty Pleasures & Pet Peeves

◢ Likes


◢ Dislikes


Rumor Has It

◢ Common Whispers


◢ Rare Whispers


◢ Unheard Whispers


Theme Songs


Creator's Notes