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PostSubject: Mikaela Ruth Downs   Tue Aug 09, 2011 2:19 am

Name: Mikaela Ruth Downs: only to blood relatives. Mikki, as in the mouse, for everyone else.

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Description: Mikki has long, natural, blonde hair. The fact that it curls perfectly on its own might make some beauty queens burn with envy, but Mikki honestly doesn't give it a passing thought. Her eyes are a deep, piercing shade of blue, threatening to practically drown anyone who looks at them too long. Measuring up to 5'7, Mikki is lean and all sharp angles.

History: Mikki's story starts with the meeting of two completely opposite people. Mona Downs, slim as a willow branch, short as a Pixie, and beautiful as any angel, had just reached her 18th year, and she'd already flunked out of college, left home, and hooked up with a truly groovy band of 'hipsters'. David Harrison, tall, dark, and filthy rich, was fresh out of Harvard and feeling just rebellious enough to skip over his father's plans of joining the business, and follow a life style everything in him repelled.
One night, one shady bar, and one look.
She had no idea how much he was worth, and he had no idea how completely mental she was all. All they really knew was that they'd both had enough booze in them to not give those matters a second thought.
It only lasted one year; 365 days of playing the happy couple they knew they'd never be. David couldn't stand the world she lived in; take out every night, leaky ceiling, Ramen noodle kind of world. But that still wasn't the real reason he left her, kneeling in the middle of their cheap-ass apartment, her hands cradled around her pregnant body, softly sobbing. Mona wasn't just the normal drug-ridden, needy, roadie. Mona could see things, could see a different world full of Demons, Faeries, Vampires, and Werewolves. She'd been 'Gifted' with the Sight. To her, it was a curse; even more now that it had driven away the only thing she'd ever cared about. She had just been too much in the end.
Mona staved the depression off just long enough to have her baby. But after the birth of Mikaela Ruth Downs, she was free to fall into the numbing embrace of her drugs, free of guilt, free of the nightmare-like images, just free of the pain. In and out of consciousness, she was present just enough to make sure her daughter was fed and sheltered. Did she love her daughter? She loved the drugs. That was about it.
From an early age, Mikki learned the hard fact that most adults don't even know; the world is a shitty place, and the only person you can count on is yourself. Before she could even talk, she'd learned how to hide the bag of Mommy's green stuff. Even then, the things she'd wanted, a hug, a bedtime story, any real attention, were never given. After a while, Mikki stopped wishing for those things; her mom was nothing more than a some-what coherent vegetable. Her daughter never questioned why she was like this, she just accepted it.
Mikki saw her first glimpse into the world that had driven her mother mad when she was twelve, just coming back from the food bank, a small bag of pot that her mother had made her promise to get tucked into her back pocket; she'd been too young then to even try to help her mother's addiction. Turning the corner onto the dreary street that ran by her even more dreary house, Mikki was stopped dead in her tracks by a sight she'd only scene in horror movies. A woman, locked in an embrace of sorts with a shadowed man, struggled with her attacker a mere 7 feet from the girl. She thought about running, maybe getting help, but the man looked up right as she was about to take a step. His face was something she'd never believed existed; fangs, sharp and dripping with the woman’s blood, sprouted from his mouth, his eyes wild with an animalistic kind of glow. Mouth already turning up in a sick attempt at a smile, the creature snapped the woman's neck, never looking away from Mikki, and, discarding the body, left without a back wards glance.
From that day on, Mikki was faced with the true forms of all that hid, all that called the Downworld their home. She hadn't stopped running that first until she knew she was safe. Running became like second nature to her. She hated it, hated watching them do things that made her skin crawl. Oh, how she wanted to be able to do something, anything. But, she was simply no match. But that was soon to change.
In the summer of Mikki's 15th year, the strangest girl she'd ever seen arrived upon their doorstep at 10 minutes past 2 on a Sunday. Mona Downs had once again checked out for the day, splayed across her dank smelling bed. So it was Mikki who opened the door to Genevieve Carlson, let her in, and listened avidly as the Warlock told her why she could see such things. She called it the Sight, said it was a gift, and that her mother possessed it as well. Mikki had already had enough; the woman was obviously crazy. But before she could force Genevieve to leave, the Warlock gave her what she'd been wanting since that night she'd seen her first vampire: a way to fight back. She was offering Mikki training in the ways to stop and kill the things she saw, along with information of what exactly she was seeing.
Now, at 17, Mikaela Downs is more than capable of taking out a whole hive of vampires, hordes of Demons, and anything else stupid enough to mistake her for just an ordinary Mundane girl. With visits to Genevieve practically every day, she grows in her skills with surprising pace. And with each new day, each new achievement, Mikki still comes home to her mother the same little girl she was at 7, hiding her mothers drugs, her hope never diminishing that one day she'll see love in her eyes.

Personality: If there was one word to describe Mikki, it would be tough. Maybe it was her childhood or maybe it was always in her, but the determination and attitude she exudes could be called nothing but. She's sassy, cynical, and witty, hard edges in every way. But, despite her stay-away-from-me attitude, Mikki still draws the eye, having been gifted with her mothers almost heavenly beauty. And she knows it. Her passion is reserved for the kills she makes practically every day. Many would say she lacks a heart, but that's only because the one person she cares for has long lost the ability to love her daughter.

Likes: Pink Floyd, the smell of rain, the satisfaction of winning an arguement, and leather.

Dislikes: the color pink, people who whine, her past, and being helpless

Relationship Status; With who: If he's man enough to try...maybe.

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PostSubject: Re: Mikaela Ruth Downs   Wed Aug 10, 2011 9:04 pm

Sorry for the length XD kinda got carried away.
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