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Krystianna May Lucianni
NAME: Krystianna Lucianni
NICKNAMES: Krys, Kryssy
AGE/BIRTHDAY: 22
JOB: college student
GENDER: Female
SPECIES: Human
SEXUALITY: bi
MENTAL DISORDER: ADHD
RECOMMENDED BY: Tony Smith; Bar Tender; random customers at the bar that Tony’s bartender at.
INNATE ABILITIES: Kryssy was born being able to trip over any surface, whether it be ice, a flat wooden surface, carpet, stairs; if you can walk on it, she can trip on it. She also is a natural born helper, if she sees somebody who needs help, she’ll go out of her way to help them.
SPECIES ABILITIES
Human
PATIENT TYPE Invitus
MENTAL DISORDER: ADHD, bipolar (undiagnosed)
SYMPTOMS
Kryssy is unable to concentrate for long periods of time without the aid of drugs (Adderal). She’s also unable to sit still for long periods of time. She is sometimes able to hyper focus, this is only when she’s working on something she absolutely loves. When this occurs she can sit still and focus for hours and nothing will be able to distract her. She is highly distractable.
TRIGGERS ADHD has no triggers, although sugar and having to sit still for long periods of time does make it worse.
FAMILY
FAMILIAR: A female Betta fish name Neera.
MOTHER: Charlize Lee Lucianni
FATHER: Robert Michael Lucianni
SIBLINGS: Only child
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: None
OTHER:
HISTORY:
Kryssy was born to Charlize and Robert Lucianni. A perfectly normal family in a perfectly normal middle class neighborhood in Denver suburbs, or at least, that was the impression they liked to give off. Whether or not they actually are, is not to be talked about. Both of her parents have another person in their life besides Kryssy and themselves. (Basically, they’re both cheating on each other.)
When Kryssy started kindergarten she was diagnosed with ADHD. Her parents immediately stuck her into soccer. She fell in love with the sport. When she finally weighed enough to get on medication for the ADHD, her and her parents discovered that she didn’t need the medication on days she had soccer.
Middle school proved difficult for her. Even on days she had soccer she had to take the medication. If she didn’t, things were a royal mess. There was a total lack of organization, she’d forget to turn in homework, she’d get kicked out of class and sent to the principle’s office; things were just not very good. She started taking them every day she had school or had homework.
When she entered high school, things got even harder for her, now instead of having to juggle the 4 (or is , I don’t remember.) classes she’d gotten used to from middle school, it was 7, plus helping out with c-squad soccer and then varsity. This is when her addiction to Adderall started. If she took it, regardless of whether or not she really needed to, it made her day a whole lot easier.
Junior year came and she started looking at colleges. She knew she wanted to get out of Colorado and go someplace warm. She looked mainly at colleges in Florida, Texas, Arizona, and California. After an undefeated season and taking her team to state, she was being scouted be top colleges. She signed with San Diego State University during her senior year.
That summer was spent packing up for college and hanging out with all of her soccer buddies. When the time to head up to college rolled around, her parents went up with her. They met her roommate, and said goodbye to her and all that good stuff. The college life highly appealed to her. Study hard during the week and then party hard Friday night, sometimes Saturday night too, depending on how the week went.
Her and her friends really got into partying and drinking when junior year rolled around and they were all 21. They started hitting the bars up. They always hit this one specific bar last, when they were all drunk. There wasn’t really any reason for this, they just did. This wouldn’t have been a problem, if it weren’t for the fact that when Krysssy gets drunk, unless you’ve been around her lots when she’s drunk, you can’t tell she’s drunk, you just think she’s crazy. She starts talking to inanimate objects, getting into arguments with herself. The bartender at that bar tolerated Kryssy’s insane behavior for a couple of months before he had it and recommended her for black springs. About 9 or 10 of the regulars at the bar did too.
She was not happy about it, and all of the explaining that she’s really not crazy didn’t do any good, she ended up at Black Springs anyway, with a metal bracelet slapped on her wrist.
PERSONALITY:
Kryssy is the classic ADHD kid. It’s impossible for her to focus on anything unless she’s taken Adderall, it’s also impossible for her to sit still. She hates sitting still. She loves to move and be outside. That being said, sports are big for her. Soccer is and always will be her one true love.
She is best described as a rebellious party girl who likes to play pranks and just have fun. She will try pretty much anything (within reason, and as long as it’s something plausible.) at least once. To her, if she hasn’t tried something, how can she know if she likes it or not. She tries not to do anything too stupid though, and she won’t do anything that will kill off braincells. Well, at least, she says she won’t. She’s easily persuaded into things, unless she knows its wrong beyond all belief, that being said, the things that she won’t do are very few and far in between.
She generally gets along with almost everybody. Well, at least, she tries to get along with everybody. There are just some people though that she refuses to even try to get along with. Included in that group is anybody she deems incredibly clingy. She doesn’t deal well with that.
Kryssy is fiercely independent and tough. She refuses to cry in front of people. She’ll cry in private though, but rarely ever in public. She likes to do everything on her own. That being said, for her to actually admit she needs help with something is huge. She likes helping people though; she seems to thrive on it. If somebody needs her help, she’ll go and help them without even thinking it through.
She knows that first impressions count, so whenever she first meets anybody, she’s on her best behavior. Because of this, most of her teachers thought she was an absolute angel.
STRENGTHS
- Soccer
- Singing
- Kind
- Helpful
- Independent
- Strong
WEAKNESSES
- UV Blue
- Oblivious
- Clumsy
- Stubborn
- Addicted to Adderall
LIKES
- Chocolate
- Cookie Dough
- Singing
- Soccer
- UV Blue
DISLIKES
- Being ordered around
- People not listening to her
- Cold
- Cleaning
- Beer
SECRETS
- She used to have an imaginary friend that she was convinced was real
- She used to talk about said imaginary friend like he was actually real, because she was convinced he was
- She killed off said imaginary friend so nobody would ever find out that he wasn’t a real person.
- She still talks to said imaginary friend on occasion
- She talks to herself whenever she’s alone in her room
FEARS
- People discovering the fact that she talks to herself (aside from when she’s drunk)
- People finding out she was convinced that her imaginary friend was real
GENERAL APPEARANCE
EYES: blue
HAIR: Long and blonde. It’s generally kept loose and natural, although it’s occasionally put up in braids or a ponytail.
STYLE: She keeps it simple: jeans, t-shirt, and converse, with the occasion jean mini skirt thrown in.
BUILD: Tall, skinny, and athletic.
SCARS: Too many to list. None of them are noticeable unless you look closely.
TATTOOS: none
RP Sample[/b] [/size]
Echo sighed to herself as she surveyed the masquerade ball. It seemed almost strange to think that the happy affair that was just beginning to play out in front of her would be interrupted and quite possibly completely destroyed by the end of the night, but that was just the way it was going to have to be. It was too late to do anything about it now. Plus she had already done everything that she could do. The only thing that was left for her to do was to just watch, and attend the dance so she could keep her cover. Plus, she was finding that being 'normal' was actually quite enjoyable and a good change from the usual.
She watched the activity unfold in front of her Before spotting Connor.
She took a deep breath to calm her nerves before making her way toward him, her black velvet dress swishing as she moved. She usually didn't wear dresses, but this was a dance, so she didn't really have a choice, not that she minded though. She had actually rather enjoyed shopping for a dress and mask.
She had wanted to get a deep red dress and a black and red mask, but she hadn't found any she liked. But that was okay, she'd found a long, crushed black velvet dress that she absolutely loved. It went all the way to the floor. It was form-fitting up until it hit her waist. It flared out into a full skirt then. The mask that she'd found was completely black except for a few strands of silver running through in intermittent streaks.
Name: Ryea
Age: 18
RP Experience: 3 or 4 years. I don’t really remember.
How Did You Find Us: RPG-D
Character FaceClaim: Brooklyn Decker
Credit:
Credit for the app goes to Reesa. Please don’t steal!
Song Lyrics from Creepshow, Tea Party, and Walking On Air by Kerli
Note: Yes, its supposed to be an official form...that Jinx wrote on and screwed with. Don't get it? That's okay
Credit for the app goes to Reesa. Please don’t steal!
Song Lyrics from Creepshow, Tea Party, and Walking On Air by Kerli
Note: Yes, its supposed to be an official form...that Jinx wrote on and screwed with. Don't get it? That's okay
