Air; ❝ We're all a little screwed on the inside...❞
Description
●∂єsтιиє∂ ι∂єитιтч:Dulce Akker Rein
● яєιиvєитιиɢ тнє ωнєєʟ:Tart, Cece, Rein ● тнє вєʟʟ cнιмєs συт:Eighteen ● ιииєя ωσякιиɢs:Female ● нєяσιc ιмαɢє: Dulce's appearance blends in pretty well with the crowd. Her body shape is thin with slight curves, and she stands at a height of 5'10. Dulce's breasts aren't too big, nor too small, about a B cup if you were to estimate, and her hips are neither wide nor nonexistent, just average. Dulce's hair was originally a platinum blonde color, cut in neat looking layers, but she eventually bleached it white on her sixteenth birthday, and a month after that, dyed it a raven black. However, four months ago, Dulce cut it into an uneven, blocky asymmetrical style, and dyed some of it black, and some of it white, in a stripe like style. She stuck with this haircut, and hasn't changed it yet. The last 'proper' image of Dulce was taken when she had black hair. Dulce's eyes are a startling cerulean blue that pop out against her creamy skin, accentuating her heart shaped face very nicely. Her eyebrows are thin and curve in slight line, and her nose is button like. Dulce has average looking lips, not full, not flat, just normal pink lips. As for attire, Dulce tends to wear things in a tomboyish style. She likes wearing hoodies, and her favorite is this one, but she usually wears black and white hoodies like this. Dulce dresses casually, and throws on a t shirt, usually black, white, or with a band name. She never leaves home without her skinny jeans, which are usually ripped, along with her black combat boots that go halfway to her knee.
Personality
● тнє cʟσcкωσякs ωιтнιи: THE RUNDOWN: If there's any way to describe Dulce at first meeting, it's the term, ' rebellious. ' No matter what you do, blackmail, bribe, threaten, or anything else for that matter, it won't work on Dulce. She marches to the beat of her own drum, determined to carve her own path into life, to be, in a sense, 'free. ' CAPRICIOUS: While not easily swayed by others, Dulce tends to change her mind about anything and everything quickly. Or rather, seems to do it just for kicks, to hide what she really feels. Her 'opinion' of people can range from " She's a bitch," to " She's my best friend. " When talking to Dulce, it's all guesswork about what she truly thinks of you. FOCUSED: Dulce's concentration power is over 9000. (//shot) It probably has to do with her ornery behavior, how she sticks with one thought and doesn't listen to others. When concentrating, you could set her house on fire and she wouldn't even notice. PROTECTIVE: A woman that hides behind the mask of sarcasm and indecision, Dulce protects herself more than anything. She fears 'permanence,' something that will remain forever, and there's nothing you could do about it. AGGRESSIVE: Dulce always makes the first move, whether it be in words or with physical action. What's more is that she doesn't care a out he consequences of her actions, so she'll attack as much and as hard as she wants to. LOST: Above all, Dulce is confused. After changing her views on everything and lying about her opinion, she really doesn't know anything anymore. Who she is, her friends, her enemies, nothing. And so she hides behind sarcasm and takes on the desperate appearance of a rebel, trying to make herself 'her' again.
Equipment / Abilities
● ғαтєғυʟ яєsρσиsιвιʟιтч:Dulce was granted with the power of wind, the ability to manipulate air, to conjure up gales as forceful and angry as she is inside, hot and raw to the touch, or cold and as freezing as 0ºC water. The strength and effective ability of this power often depends on Dulce’s mood, or state of mind at the time she’s using it. ● тнє ɢєαяs тнαт ғιт:Dulce has learned to use wooden tonfas as her weapon, wielding them with skill, though she is an amateur regarding this weapon. ● αи σρρσятυиє мσмєит: Wallflower: Dulce tends not to stand out much, for she keeps quiet most of the time, and blends in, allowing her to erase her presence like the air, but can attack you at a surprisingly fast pace once you let your guard down. Anarchy: Careful around Dulce. Once she starts fighting aggressively, there’s no stopping her, making her a powerhouse of energy, and since Dulce has no real attachment to things, she has no mercy. Dead Ringer: She is great, and I do mean great at lying and covering her ‘identity’ with farces and tricks. Dulce slowly takes apart people’s walls when she targets them, dissecting their personality, while masking her own, even going to the point where she is able to disguise herself as completely different people when talking. At the Drop of a Hat: Dulce has the ability to react very quickly. Her running time is also fast, along with various other physical abilities. It’s not easy to catch her off guard, because like the wind, Dulce adapts quickly, and flows with it. ● яαιsє αʟαяυм: Bite Your Tongue: Dulce, however, cannot be honest with herself at all. This leads to miscommunication and frequently, fights will break out due to that. She tends to muffle the voice that really wants to come out of her heart, and it only causes herself to beat herself up on the inside. Going for Broke: She also tends to push herself too much, and because Dulce’s endurance level is not very high, ends up damaging her health in the long run, or, if it’s bad enough, damages her physical condition immediately.
History
● тυяиιиɢ вαcк тнє ρєи∂υʟυм:She was born January 7th, 1994, in Avesta, Sweden, raised in an upper class lifestyle. FIRST FIVE YEARS: Nothing was wrong in little Dulce's life, the girl frolicked and played all day. Her family was kind and caring, making sure that their little angel had what she wanted, and that she was happy. She didn't have a care in the world, and spent her days having fun and being herself. FROM SIX TO NINE: Her parents had given her a small gift; the gift of a brother, who was born just days before her birthday. Dulce instantly fell in love with her cute younger brother, caring for him, and basically spoiling him however, she had neglected to take care of herself, and so had her parents. Slowly, she faded into the background, nearly forgotten, and the girl was forced to grow up by herself, though she still doted on her younger brother. She grew lonelier when she was nine, often hanging out by herself, and avoiding people in general, as she wasn’t used to interacting with them. Dulce eventually isolated her from the family, only eating meals with them, not talking with them at all. FROM TEN TO TWELVE: Then, the discord between her parents happened. They began to fight when Dulce was ten, arguing about something she did not understand. The poor girl was confused as to why her parents were arguing, though she never spoke, for at this time, she’d pretty much become a complete shadow to the family. However, one day on the street, she spotted her father talking to a woman that looked slightly younger and more beautiful than her mother. Her father was laughing with her, and they were holding hands. Curious, Dulce followed the two, hoping to figure out what was happening. After a while, the two went into a hotel of some sort, leaving Dulce alone outside. She hadn’t understood the context of their action, but she had understood that her father was happy with this woman, and that he was unhappy with his wife. So after she went home, Dulce talked to her parents for the first time in a year. She told them what she thought of the situation, from an outsider’s point of view, as she had become so isolated from her family that she could judge the situation without any feelings involved. She told her parents that her father was happier with this other woman, and that he was unhappy with his wife, which angered her very much., shooting glares at her husband while the child was talking. After Dulce talked to them, everything went quiet. At least for that time… EARLY TEENS: When Dulce turned fourteen, her parents finally announced that they were splitting apart, getting a divorce. Dulce now understood everything that happened between her parents, how her father was cheating on her mother, how her mother was upset about it and had been putting up with the fact for years, but she didn’t say anything to Dulce for fear of hurting the girl, however, that ended up isolating Dulce from the rest of her family. This time though, her mother was leaving Dulce behind with her father, taking only her son with her to a new home for a new beginning. Dulce was left by herself after the divorce was finalized at age fifteen, with her father. She was faced with the truth; that she had broken her family apart because she told what she truly thought. SEVENTEEN: The year was a hard one. Her father had become an alcoholic, drowning himself in spirits and beer. Once again, Dulce was left to fend for herself. She had started to hide what she really felt to please her father, and hid herself behind her mask of ‘flightyness’ to shield herself from judgement. By the end of the year, Dulce had become an expert with lying and deceit. NOW: She had been dealing with her father yelling at her, and taking his anger out on her when memories of the Chamber of Time had been transferred into her mind. It only took her an hour to come to the decision to help. Anything that got Dulce out of her fucked up life would do.
Extra
● тιcк-тσcк, тιcк-тσcк: ۰ Slingshot of Feelings ≠ Reduction ; Akiakane ۰ Force ; Superfly ● sραяє ραятs:Dulce plays the electric violin, and sometimes composes her own songs. She also enjoys playing tennis, and reads books in her spare time.
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