Kelly Nelson Peace Keeper
Apr 8, 2011 0:10:27 GMT -5
Post by wingsonmyheels on Apr 8, 2011 0:10:27 GMT -5
Name: Kelly Nelson
Age: 23
Gender: Female
District/Area: The Capitol (PeaceKeeper)
General Description:
Like any good Capitolite, Kelly has decided to take advantage of the a-mazing options she can use to appear however she chooses. Why wouldn’t she, the doctors are just the greatest, always commenting on how pretty Kelly is and making just the most helpful suggestions. Of course, Kelly would never, ever go over the top. The best looking girl in the room doesn’t need to improve just because the other girl bought a new dress, or a face lift. Nope, Kelly knows that she’s hott, and she loves to work it and make sure others know it. Kelly’s most confident when she’s reminded on how damn sexy she is. She loves to just go into her closet, which has mirrors on every wall and examine her totally flawless body.
When Kelly was born, she had bright blue eyes, she opened her eyes early as an infant so that others had every chance to see them. Opening her eyes early meant to the pediatricians that she was going to be one smart lady when she grows up, another false sense of entitlement for an already entitled Capitol baby. Back then her hair that was so scarce that you could barely tell what color it was. She was seven pounds and one ounce, and one of the most adorable little babies in the whole nation. Her nose used to scrunch up if she found something she didn’t like, her parents found this just adorable, so to entertain themselves, and show how cute their baby was to their friends, they placed thinks like used socks on her face, feed her steamed broccoli , spray the strongest perfumes right on the moon shaped face.
As a toddler, the adorable streak continued for Kelly. Her hair grew out and soon became full thick and blonde throughout, her once electric blue eyes turned out to be just part of being an infant and slowly changed to a hazel, this really bugged her. Rather unusual, but that wasn’t the only thing, stumbling around on her little toddler legs, Kelly learned to run before she could walk because she was afraid of falling over if she slowed down. That set the pace for the rest of her childhood, traveling a million miles an hour. She became a constant terror of the nurses her parents paid to watch her, sprinting all over the place, and hysterically laughing. What really made her parents want to die from cuteness was that she loved to dance and wiggle at such a young age. More amusement for her parents that lasted for hours on end, and all three of them had a blast.
The grade school years came quickly for the Nelson’s pride and joy, and in school Kelly excelled. She was the brightest in her class, never talking out during a lesson, yet she was a social firecracker, universally in a love/hate relationship with all of her peers. Yet, this was only elementary school, and in a simple place like the Capitol, these were simple years.
Middle school passed by, the same happened in this class as every other middle school year, the girls matured faster than the boys, and started to look down on them. Especially Kelly, the smarts she had were boosting her ahead of other students, she was pretty, she was an athletic dancer, she was cool, all of this made her look down on not just boys but anyone she considered stupid. This continued straight through high school. However, now she was starting to stand out in a negative way, her peers noticed an attitude change and she was slowly cast out of the close friendship circles that she used to have a membership in. Thing was, Kelly didn’t care; she was still treated great, invited and the life of every party. She was such a controversial figure in school, the rumors started flying around of what she had and hadn’t done, nobody could prove anything, but Kelly never denied anything. In fact, she led it on, teasing boys, becoming the socially awkward slut who was book smart and street stupid. For some reason, Kelly couldn’t use the image more; it was like the perfect look for her. It was all rumors really though, until the first night of the Hunger Games break from school. Another boy had wanted her so bad, and she just enjoyed the game so much, he was wrapped around her finger, and Kelly loved to toy with her things. Finally, exhausted with the games, the boy tried to really push the issue; Kelly decided to take the short, hot-headed rival of the jock back to her room. The feeling she got from the pissed off loser wasn’t quite as great as the sex but it lasted much longer, and she enjoyed every minute of it.
Before she graduated school, she went on a brief run of trying everything, but she soon realized what got her off. Being drunk was fun, but the after affects really blew and she sometimes ending up doing things she didn’t want to do, and narcotics almost had the reverse affect on her, making her trip, but in an extremely boring way. Causing pain was just as much fun as the others with no side effects, and it potentially didn’t have to stop, plus she was always in control, she liked knowing that she held the cards. Then there was sex, everyone’s love, but Kelly was specifically drawn to it. She didn’t have many limits and she usually could satisfy her other joy, by showing the guy who’s in charge during the fun. Yet, for some reason none of this really affected her school work, she continued to clean up academically, finally graduation came and she was valedictorian.
When she walked across the stage for her graduation, Kelly was donned in white silk, and when she took her picture with her headmaster with her diploma she was 5’6. Her blonde hair, it almost looked bleached, fell down to the small of her back, her eyes had remained hazel throughout her life, but those eyes were cold and calculated. If you focused tightly in on her face you’d see smile marks on the outside of her mouth, a splattering of adorable freckles that weren’t visible from just a few feet back, a mole on the back of her check, another on her neck. Her hands were always manicured and perfect, she wouldn’t stand for anything else, the same with her feet. She’d taken up acrobatics sometime as a teenager and she was extremely fit. Yet she’d come out with the curves, which really captured the boys attention.
Her parents were eager to give her a big graduation gift, and they weren’t startled when Kelly asked for surgery. Of course, Kelly’s parents already thought she was beautiful, but if they’re daughter’s wishes would make her happy they were all for it. Her choices, she said had to be something that would always be fashionable, but it wasn’t going to be subtle, this was a flamboyant statement about her as a person. The trick was finding the right procedure to match her personality, so Kelly had to figure out what her personality was reflected in, the solution was brilliant, pink. Deft touches of pink all over her body would have her noticed by everyone. She had her irises changed to the color of tulips, this didn’t get rid of that cold and calculated look, just added an alien touch, almost as if she enjoyed watching you struggle. A permanent hair dye made her long locks became practically the neon in a pink lava lamp, and little pink tattoos were placed in the nice little unexpected area’s that would raise eyebrows. It didn’t stop there though, all those little touches that were on Kelly’s face, vanished, burnt off by the procedure, and there was the almost unavoidable boob job done. Caught off guard by how much work their daughter was doing, Kelly’s parents were secretly mortified, but they’d seen worse jobs done in Panem and they hid their complaints.
Her decision to join the Peacekeepers for her career was a general eyebrow raiser, but when the acquaintances fit her personality together, they all agreed that it made perfect sense. As proud as ever, her parents respected and supported their daughter’s decision with all their hearts.
At first, Kelly had to use her image from highschool, as the stupid girl who was up for anything. The lower officers had resented her intelligence, probably because of her age and gender. She had to get by without standing out significantly and yet turning in the results she wanted. All of this came to a head when Kelly discovered her gift, it was a routine case, and Kelly until Kelly had to figure out where the illegal trading was happening. It took Kelly less than a minute to torture the truth out a fully grown man. Some thought this was a fluke, that she’d just caught the weakest mental drive of all time. To see if she could do it again they called her in if they had a suspect that needed some torture to loosen up his tongue, she kept getting results, and she kept smiling ignorantly has the male elders watched her. It took 3 years but she finally got a promotion, from a grudging 40 year old, who’d been trying not to promote her in the hope of her convincing him too. When he got tired of waiting, he called her in, told him what he wanted, and was pinned to the floor in 30 seconds. The Senior Peacekeepers weren’t nearly as dumb or prejudice against Kelly, and they realized immediately that Kelly did not sign up to be a grunt on the ground, this girl had ambition. The fact that she fantasizes about others pain meant she was a perfect candidate for torturing any un-cooropative suspects. She, unlike many other Peacekeepers, has a true and fierce loyalty to the Capitol, and she can’t wait for her opportunity to meet Hunger Games celebrities and politicians. A biased has formed, that she’s better than the other Peacekeepers because of the Capitol upbringing, well she was already superior, but it was just another reason that she was better. She is currently using her gifts to work her way up the rankings of the peace keepers.
Her comrades are currently trying to figure her out right now, Kelly is driving them insane. So we're going to dumb down a very complex person into a few words. Kelly is a little burning ball of ecstasy; she's about to as closed to being hooked on pleasure without being addicted. When in a conversation with Kelly, her personality seems bubbly and pink; however it's the kniving side that others have to look out for. She's normally loud, but when there is something significant at stake, she's great at holding her tongues. Then finally, there’s that no sorrow mode she can flip the switch into at any time, and watch as someone has their skin torn off and Kelly continues to ask him questions. Under all the pink, there is some steel there. Steel and pent up aggression, but the aggression is so deadly because she has the ability to manage it.
Her Seniors recently had a psychologist watch Kelly interrogate a subject, it was determined that Kelly couldn’t control herself when it came with her pleasures. Not meaning that she would ever lose control and kill during a session, but it meant that she wouldn’t ever be able to have a normal life. She would torture unnecessarily because she’d tortured so much for the Peace Keepers that she was semi-addicted to torture, but she could replace that need for others pain with sex, and a new obsession she’d only recently discovered, chocolate.
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Comments/Other: I’m not sure how the area works for PC’s do I pick where she’s stationed, or do we get assigned? I’d love to go wherever XD. And sorry for format, it turned out kind of like an essay instead of he 3 descriptions.
