Morticia-Casketine has always been a peculiar one. She wasn't at all like the many little girls who played with dolls. Sure, she did at some point, but they weren't the typical ones. They were the kind that people would cringe at, see only in their dreams. She finds pleasure in thinking about morbid things, like the many bodies she'd watched her father dress up, and the ones she'd have to cut open for practice. See, she's a very intelligent girl, and someone like that doesn't usually just stay hidden. No, her intelligence was shown in the field of medicine, namely surgery. She has a habit on looking down on people, or seeming to, at least. Most people don't take the way she speaks to them as all that friendly, or kind for that matter. But, she doesn't necessarily mean harm for people unless she has openly said so.Emotional, Morticia-Casketine is like a doll. She apparently doesn't have any, but it's actually quite difficult to illicit an emotional response from her. Not because she has none, just because she can be a little oblivious and thick-skinned. If she does show some emotion, it's usually when she pissed or annoyed. Annoying her is easy, but don't think of it as a good thing. She has a way of becoming very dangerous and a threat to society when she feels the need to. She doesn't have amazing skills in the form of combat, but she knows enough to put you in your place if you cross her. Just think of her as one of those badasses who seems like an everyday genius.Now, she's not the garden variety girl that most people seem to be stuck on. She's not an idiot, and her sophistication shows. But, if you happened to have similar interests as her, or make her feel that you're really something else, she becomes very loyal to whatever cause you might have. She thinks that family is the ultimate form of relationship, and that you have to be chosen carefully. She'd do anything for the people she cares about, and sometimes those things can be horrendous acts of violence. Which, she's totally fine with. She's seen enough blood as it is.
◕ Apathy -- with her difference, it can be challenging to separate oneself from others. Only, she has no problem with that.◕ Intelligence -- she's pretty close to be considered a genius, but she usually dismisses it as child's play in comparison to the rest of her family.◕ Persistence -- she has a tendency to go after what she wants, and not stopping until she gets it or otherwise.◕ Loyalty -- being loyal to a person can get a lot of people on your side.◕ Family -- her family made her who she is. Not because they did anything bad, but because they loved her. In their own strange way.
◔ Mannerisms -- a lot of people feel that her mannerisms make them feel incredibly little. The fact that she shows no remorse only seems to make it worse.◔ Arrogance -- there are times when she can be very arrogant, and that can cause her to miscalculate.◔ Untrusting -- few people are allowed to get close to her these days, and she can often reject potential allies without really knowing it.◔ Family -- as stated before, she'd do anything for her family. Even take a bullet, like she has before.◔ Emotional Expression -- Morticia-Casketine has a incredibly difficult time letting her emotions show when it counts the most. It isn't because she doesn't want to, she just isn't sure if what she's doing at that time is right.
◕ Milk -- it's good for the bones, and she drinks all the time.◕ Skeletons -- it would be a good time to make a joke about skeletons in her closet, only it might be true.◕ Blood -- interestingly enough, she doesn't like to shed it unnecessarily. So, she watches as much horror as she can get her hands on.◕ Horror Movies -- try looking at the above like for the answer.◕ Polish -- she think her native tongue is supremely better than English. If she doesn't have to speak English, you can bet she's speaking Polish.
◔ Pink -- it's a disgusting color, even if she is forced to see it all the time.◔ Cats -- they climb all over the place and make far too many messes.◔ Guns -- but she sure knows how to handle one.◔ Limbo -- it'll be explain in her history.◔ Most people -- the living just aren't entirely appealing to her these days. She prefers the company of the dead, or none at all.
Morticia-Casketine did not grow up in a normal family. She did not have a glossy, pinkly girly childhood. Her childhood was surrounding by death and danger, only because her mother was a journalist and her father was a mortician. Her older brother would turn out to be a mass murderer that she looked up to, and might even follow after. But, it doesn't mean that she didn't enjoy her childhood. In fact, she thinks her exposure to death at such an early age was like preparation for her teenage years.Everyday she watched the same routine. Her father took her to work, and she watched him put a corpse back together. He was like Frankenstein, which she'd finished reading by the time she was six. Only, his monsters never rose from the tables and began scaring the living daylights out of their creators. If they did, it was because her father lifted them and danced around to make her laugh. Her mother would come home exhausted, but still make a hell of a meal, and then relax with a needle and thread to make her daughter something nice to wear. Her brother would come home from school royally pissed, but become jovial and joking upon seeing his family settled in.Things that involved death were common place, and it was suspected that the entire family was just a brood of demonic spawn bent on the destruction of mankind. Her parents often took this as a joke, as she and her brother did. It didn't do much for their public image, but they didn't quite care.That was all before she turned ten, when she attended college courses. She'd already shown a serious amount of intelligence, and had skipped over all other schooling years that she might have required to get to where she was. Her family was elated, but this had caught the attention of some very bad people. When she turned eleven, she was kidnapped on her way home and locked in a room that the men referred to as Limbo. They allowed her out only to get to class, and escorted her to everywhere else. She became a prisoner for reasons she couldn't figure out. Until she spotted corpses on one of her expeditions to the restroom. Being afraid would have been a good response, but she decided to face things head one--she asked questions. These questions, however, angered her captors. She was beaten bloody and then brought to the ringleader of the whole operation. Johan Nickolas wanted her to be their doctor, but they first needed to test her resolve. Which was why they kept her locked up for so long. Shortly after, they brought the news of her family coming to join her, and she was for the moment sure she had loss this game. Only, they missed her brother.He'd somehow gone off the grid for some time, and no one knew where he was. He'd just up and vanished. He'd done so before, when she was younger, but she'd always been so confused as to why her parents never seemed worried. Apparently, he'd gone missing as child in a large department store and they nearly left without him. Or, people thought that was how it went. In actuality, he'd gone back to the car and fallen asleep in the trunk. An odd place to go, but some people had thought they'd kidnapped him until they explained the situation. Still didn't seem all that convincing.She spent three more years like this, and then news reached her of her brother's arrest. He was three years older than she was, and she had always aspired to be like him. Could you blame her for not caring that he had ruthlessly murdered thirty--possibly more--women without batting and eye? Could you blame her for thinking he had some sort of superpower before dismissing that as total lie and pegged him as a superhero? No, not really. She'd seen a number of messed up things at this point. Her brother's arrest only made her that much more determined to escape with her parents.Which, she did. However, she had to leave her parents behind. Or, well, force them to leave her behind. They seemed too worried to let her go alone, so she allowed herself t be shot on the way out. She faked her own death in front of them, hoping to force both of them to run and come back to slaughter another day. When she finally left, she'd had to remove the bullet on her own and sew herself up. Considering she'd never had to do so before, she found it to be just a smidge difficult. When the act was done, and her parents were long gone, she ran like the wind without looking back.
It was towards this point that she focused on her senses. She'd been well aware of it, since she could read. She'd thought of what it all could mean, but dismissed it as a fluke in her genes. She caught wind of the academy only recently, while she'd been running. She figured it would be a good enough place to hide from Nickolas until she could find a good number of guns to take him down.
⊳ mother -- Morgue-Anne Graves -- whereabouts unknown⊳ father -- Decay Graves -- whereabouts unknown⊳ older brother -- Petrus Graves -- incarcerated
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