Nicola Midnite

[Nicola Midnite]

Nicola Midnite

Twenty-Eight. Kitsune. "The fox changes her fur but not her habits." BASICS Character full name: Nicola Midnite Nick name or alias: Nic, or Midnite Height: 5'7" Body type: Slim/Petite Age: 28 Gender: Female PERSONALITY: Nicola is what you would consider to be a bit of an oddball. She loves the Victorian-era lifestyle and fashion. She rather reread a favorite book than watch TV or go to the movies. She does have an ipod, you can’t fault her for indulging certain modern conveniences, but instead of whatever band or pop sensation is topping the charts, hers if filled with the likes of Chopin, Handel, Wagner, etc.... However, she has taken a strong liking to Lindsey Stirling as of late. Her ideal afternoon would be either curled up on her couch, under a cozy blanket reading a book by the fire and a hot cup of tea; or running through the forest in her kitsune form, frolicking carelessly through the forest, and just being the wild creature she was truly meant to be. When her nose wasn’t buried in a book or working, she was shopping for antiques, fabric, or crafting supplies. She loves being creative; when she can’t it seems to stress her out, so she is always looking for new inspiration. It’s very typical to see her taking pictures of random objects or walking with her small, leather bound sketch book; concepts for clothing designs or a painting she plans to create later. Her mother would tell her she was an old soul; she had such an admiration and affinity for older things; a simpler and more traditional way of life, which seemed to contrast who she was. Perhaps it was hear longing for a way to exist as a kitsune without worrying about camera phones and the internet. Technology was magic given reality, but it made it really difficult for beings like her; especially when they needed to feed of humans. This was something that she struggled with because she did appear human 90% of the time, she wasn’t one. She lived among them, and society would call her a monster for what she did, when in truth, it was the same thing humans did to other animals by the thousands every day. She was a good person; she volunteered at the animal rescue, donated money to charity, and generally tried to pay it forward. However, when she needed to eat, she wouldn’t think twice about taking what she needed; this was because her prey had been selected carefully by her, and though outsiders would cast judgment on her for doing what she did, her typical victim had it coming to them. FRIENDS AND FAMILY: Parents: Jameson and Elizabeth Midnite Siblings: N/A  Extended Family: Victoria Hinds (Aunt), Jessica Hinds (Cousin) Important Others: Sofie Kettles HISTORY: Nicola was the only child born to parents Jameson and Elizabeth Midnite in Rochester, New York. The young pair was married only 10 months before the birth of their daughter; Jameson, 19 years old at the time was a young kitsune male who fell in love at the first sight of her mother Elizabeth, a young 17 year old kitsune female. The pair courted for several months and dated, becoming engaged when Elizabeth found out she was pregnant with Nicola. The news couldn’t have made Jameson happier; he had lost his father to hunters when he was 13 and he looked forward to being the father he lost to his own child. Sadly that dream was dashed when he was murdered by a hunter while obtaining food for his family, Nicola was only 3 years old. After Jameson’s death Elizabeth struggled, naturally. Without her love, her companion and with an young daughter she sought means to provide for them. It was during this time when Jameson’s sister, Victoria, confided in Elizabeth, her intentions to leave her abusive husband Lyle and take their daughter Jessica with her; an older kitsune male who had verbally and emotionally abused Victoria, among other things. Now that Jameson was gone, Lyle would sure prey on Elizabeth for information about Victoria; so in an effort to help each other, the pair and their daughters escaped across the country to Eugene, Oregon. Jessica was only four months older that Nicola and the pair grew up as close as sisters. Things weren’t perfect; they didn’t have a lot of money, and the fact that they were all kitsune meant that they needed to feed. Providing for a family that large would definitely draw unwanted attention from hunters, so they learned to prey on those no one would miss. Victoria worked as a coroner, and Elizabeth worked at a crematory, each disposing of the dead. They were able to discretely take what they needed without anyone being the wiser. Being their own close knit family unit, looking to get by successfully, neither Elizabeth nor Victoria wanted to jeopardize what they had by bringing outsiders in. So, to that end Elizabeth and Victoria entered into a romantic relationship; the girls thought it was perfectly natural and never questioned it or found it odd. Their adolescence and high school years were fairly typical, all things considered. Nicola began to show that she wasn’t like typical girls, obvious aside; she had a penchant for atypical things. She liked older, classical music, her tastes often skewed toward antique and more ostentatious furniture. She loved to read novels, particularly the works of Jules Verne, HG Wells, Sir Author Conan Doyle, HP Lovecraft, and Edgar Allan Poe. Where Jessica had a larger group of friends, Nicola had Jessica and another girl named Sofie Kettles. Sofie and Nicola were good friends throughout their first two years of high school, and in their third year began dating romantically. This relationship would last into her college years when the pair eventually grew apart, as most young couples do. In college, Nicola studied psychology; she grew up hearing the horror story of how her father was tracked down and murdered, and how her uncle Lyle would abuse Victoria. She wanted to understand why people did what they did; what made these hunters so self righteous. She also knew that she needed a trade that would allow her to provide for herself. After earning her Master of Science Degree in Psychology; she has plans to one day go for her PhD. However that remains for a time when she can better afford more school. For now, she is content to use her knowledge at her job at a domestic abuse shelter, where she helps women escape abusive husbands; at the same time she uses the information from the women to track down her next meal; typically, this means the abusive boyfriend or husband who sent the woman running for help to begin with. It’s not fool-proof, there are times when it doesn’t always pan out, and she has to fall back on her mother or aunt for a meal, but she does what she can to stay off the hunters radar. EXTRA INFORMATION: Nic is a lesbian, but when the hunger claims her, she will use her charms on males. Has a pet cat named Rabbit Lives by herself out in the forest with hundreds of acres of woodlands. Changes her hair style and color often. Feeds almost exclusively on males. WRITING SAMPLE: Please select one of the following prompts and use it to write an RP sample of at least 200 words as the character you are applying for.  Please delete the prompts not used: Why is it that when you have somewhere to be and are in a hurry to get there the universe seems to conspire against you. It’s Murphy’s Law in its full and terrible effect. You got to run and are in a rush? You just need to print up a quick document. HAHA! Nope, think again! The printer demon has you in its clutches. It’s late, and you’re tired. You just want to shut down your computer and go to bed. Maybe after the 27 updates you need to install. Been stressed at work? Need a drink or several to take the edge off when you get home? End up passing out before you set your alarm and wake up 10 minutes before you need to be at work and have a big meeting with the director of the shelter you work at. On top of all that! Traffic, is a bitch! “WHAT THE HELL!” She exclaimed as she slammed the breaks on her Jetta. Granny McGrandmason in front of her drove slower than molasses on a cold winter’s day. She glanced at the clock on her dash, it read 07:58; Nic made a pained sound. Today’s meeting was important. The shelter director wanted to get a bead on her for a possible promotion to manager. More than the salary increase, she wanted access to the case files of the other social workers that would report to her. This would expand her pool of potential meals to more than just her own. “I should have had that last glass of wine!” She said with a hint of self reprimand. “COME ONE WILL YOU MOVE IT!” She shouted and slammed her open palms on the steering wheel and glanced to her right and left. She was boxed in by the big ole box truck on her right and the complete tool on her right trying to get her attention by turning up his stereo to play whatever garbage passed for music these days while revving his engine. This only caused her to roll her eyes at him, it was so pathetic, but it was just at that moment that she caught sight of the pickup in her rearview mirror that was getting a little too close, a little too fast. “Crap!” She said before it rear ended her forcing a string of other colorful expletives to come out of her. Nic took several deep breaths and regained her composure, it took a moment for her to realize that she now had an excuse to be late for her meeting.”Damnit” she thought to herself, “That tool bag actually turned out to be the best part of my morning.” She sighed and was thankful for the fact that he would never know that. Bison. PST. Kate "Kato" Lambert Rules codeword: verified by The Chronicler

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