About
I love Freddy Krueger.
And other than that is there to know? My name is Laura, and I like just about any kind of music that doesn't get played on the radio too often. Stuff such as Cradle of Filth, Marilyn Manson, Jack off Jill, Kidneythieves, Zeromancer, Oomph, Apoptygma Berzerk, etc.
I don't adhere to any specific style of clothing, nor am I 'goth', 'emo', 'punk' or any such other thing. I'm simply me. And, with the exception of neon pink and lime green, I detest bright colors. Thus, you'll rarely see my avatar or myself wearing anything but shades of black, grey, or blue.
Um.. Anything else..? Ask. I don't know. I don't write these things often. xD
Katakixal - The RPG Character
(Kata's my only fancharacter, in RP she is an illegitimate child of Freddy who, instead of flipping out at her parentage...Embraced it to a rather frightening degree. I'm sure this isn't original, but, I'm having fun.)
Born an illegitimate child of a killer, Kata knowing this knowledge as soon as her mother deemed her able to comprehend. Instead of, as the mother hoped, Kata accepting this and being properly horrified, she accepted it and became obsessed.
Throughout school she was violent, apparently inheriting her father's personality.
She wasn't a pretty child, either, a large nose and brilliant green, slitted eyes, not to mention a natural pallor and bony appearance never boded well for attractiveness.
She never seemed to be able to gain any weight or muscle tone, but she was a wiry little thing, and quite strong for her size, though not superhuman.
As she grew, she embraced what her father was, and, soon after leaving highschool, she began to take on his appearance, to certain degrees.
Mainly, it was dressing like him. Her wardrobe was slowly taken over by red and green shirts and dark colored pants. This effect was almost completed when, during a lab accident in her last days of highschool, acid hit the right side of her face, marring everything except her lips and eye. Soon after, she bought a floppy grey hat, unthinking of the resemblence by this point, to drag down over her face.
A barfight some five years later, leaving her rather battered, led her to the idea of manufacturing gloves. Very...special... gloves.
A trip to the store, a few rather colorful outbursts, and six weeks later, Kata found herself with a pair of black gloves, wickedly bladed at each finger, the palms and undersides of the fingers cut away to retain her ability to touch. The gloves rarely left her hands since.
Personality wise, she was acerbic, pessimistic, cruel, and had a certain twisted humor, yet, oddly, she attracted the oddest people as 'friends'. Usually direct opposites of herself...
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