MAYS, krystal jennifer

[krystal jennifer mays.]

KRYSTALJENNIFERMAYS

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TESTING, TESTING, ONE TWO THREE. ALRIGHT, HERE WE GO.
I'M pepper BUT I GUESS YOU MIGHT'VE ALREADY
KNOWN THAT LITTLE BIT. OR MAYBE NOT, WHO KNOWS. I'VE BEEN
ROLEPLAYING FOR ABOUT five YEARS. MORE OR LESS.
SO YEAH, I'M PRETTY spontaneous. I ALSO OWN n/a
YOU CAN REACH ME THROUGH pm SO YEAH. HAVE A GOOD DAY!

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TONIGHT WE LIE AWAKE, REMEMBER HOW THE COFFEE MADE US SHAKE

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( T H E B A S I C S )

( F U L L N A M E )[/COLOR] krystal jennifer mays
( N I C K N A M E )[/COLOR] Kryss
( A G E )[/COLOR] twenty-eight
( B I R T H D A Y )[/COLOR] june thirteenth
( G R A D E )[/COLOR] teacher
( S E X U A L O R I E N T A T I O N )[/COLOR] heterosexual
( J O B )[/COLOR] headmistress/occasional substitute teacher
( P O W E R )[/COLOR] power augmentation- she can weaken, heighten, or completely cancel out the power of those around her. she can do this by focusing on one person, or automatically affecting the powers of anyone within so many metres of her.

I'VE GOT YOUR PICTURE, I'M COMING WITH YOU, DEAR MARIA COUNT ME IN

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( A P P E A R A N C E )

( H A I R )[/COLOR] black
( E Y E CO L O R )[/COLOR] brown
( H E I G H T )[/COLOR] 5'10"
( W E I G H T )[/B][/COLOR] 150lb
( T A T T O O S )[/COLOR] n/a
( P I E R C I N G S )[/COLOR] ears are pierced. that's it.
( C L O T H I N G S T Y L E )[/COLOR] classy and comfortable. she likes to look good.
( F A C E C L A I M )[/COLOR] halle berry

MANAGE ME, I'M A MESS, TURN A PAGE, I'M A BOOK HALF UNREAD

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( P E R S O N A L I T Y )

( L I K E S )[/COLOR] well, first of all, i adore teaching, which makes sense given my job. i tend to like my power augmentation ability a bit too much, but i honestly try not to abuse it. kids are pretty awesome and i want to have my own some day. if i can't have a kid, i'll settle for a nice dog;yorkies would be preferred. i always love seeing the spark in a kid's eye when i succeed in breaking through to a student, but what teacher doesn't? i love my control, being obeyed, and being respected. those are all musts for any sort of relationship with me to work. when i was younger, i adored partying. i still do, as long as it doesn't affect my work. looking good is a must to me. when you're in a position of authority you can't be a slob. having my own success, or seeing a student i've taught succeed makes me 'all fuzzy inside'. if i hadn't been able to get a job at power's, i think i may have tried to follow my childhood dream and get into something to do with astrology. you've gotta love those stars, eh? when i'm alone i know i tend to do a lot of daydreaming. whoops. i guess i should focus and work instead. ah, well, i can't change who i am. oh, and one last thing. i absolutely love to sing. kind of embarrassing sometimes, actually.
( D I S L I K E S )[/B][/COLOR] okay, so, right off the bat, whether you've known me for five minutes or five years, you should know that i hate disrespect, so don't do it. liars and laziness are two things i have very little tolerance for. everyone has a brain, you just have to use it. i admit that i'm biased against badboys, goths, scene kids, and any other creepy characters, but who can blame me? i have my paranoias like any human. speaking of paranoias, i believe strongly in the existance of aliens. i hate the idea that the could come down to earth. laugh away. aging kinda sorta sucks. i wish i could stop it. people asking my age will set me on a rampage, so don't do that if you're smart. winter is the worst time of the year. snow and hail are just... bleh. i prefer warmer temperatures a lot more.
( S T R E N G T H S )[/COLOR] seems like i'm getting really repetitive. people say i have an air of authority about me that helps me when i'm commanding respect. when i want something i get it. i've got lots of charisma, and i've been told that i've got a good voice. actually, i know i do. no need to be modest about a talent. not sure if this really counts as a strength, but i've got an excellent sense of timing. inner clock, i guess. i've also got excellent control over myself and others.
( W E A K N E S S E S )[/B][/COLOR] weaknesses. great. well, i get really irritable in cold temperatures. actually, i can get really irritable any time of the year. i have a bad temper like that if you rub me the wrong way. i am used to holding grudges for ages, which isn't really professional but hey, what can you do? i'm sometimes less than professional when i know i need a break. i stress easily, so i can't blame myself for that.
( H O B B I E S / H A B I T S )[/COLOR] what use is a talent without using it? i love to sing. or hum, whenever too many people i'm not comfortable with are around. i always look people in the eye, 'cause i'm not afraid of them and i've got nothing to be ashamed of. when i'm stressed or thinking deeply people say that i drum my fingers on whatever is near by, my leg or a desk or whatever.
( F E A R S )[/COLOR] now we're getting more personal, are we? can i go for the typical response? death. who wants to die? not me. i've got over half a decade of life left in me. beetles are something i'm not at all fond about. creepy crawly critters... try saying that five times fast- but i'm pretty decent with most other bugs and animals.
( S E C R E T S )[/COLOR] secrets? really? well... let's see... what some people may not realize if they're not my age and only see me in headmistress mode is that i am a kid at heart. childhood is a hell of a lot easier than adulthood, even when you are a power. and uh... well, crap... let's say it. i was left at the alter by my decade long boyfriend when i was twenty-five. i'm not that fond of talking about it, so i don't.
( O V E R A L L )[/COLOR] think headmistress. who do you think about? minerva mcgoneggal, or however you spell the woman from those harry potter books? she was a sort of headmistress. i'm kind of like that, but not so much. i can be strict when i want to be. if that's what i think a student needs, that's what i'll go for. but that's not me all of the time. in the school i'm a constant presence. i peek into classrooms to see how lessons are going, i make small talk with students in the halls, i basically make sure that people never forget that i can pop up at any moment. it's one of my ways of discouraging students from becoming idiots and misbehaving. if i like students, if they're hard-working and conscientious, though i admit not many are, i do take a special liking to them. no, they're not teachers pets, i just have more respect for them than i do for others. i guess i pick favourites. i'm only human.

when i am not being headmistress, i personally think i'm a lot more fun around people of my own age. i like to laugh and joke around and have a good time. shopping trips with my friends, yes, i do have them, are the highlight of my weekends. when i'm relaxed i'm a whole lot more spontaneous, though i do show that side of me in the halls of the school, too. it's hard to explain in a few short paragraphs, so you really have to meet me in person to realize who i truly am.

LEANING NOW INTO THE BREEZE, REMEMBERING SUNDAY HE FALLS TO HIS KNEES.

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( H I S T O R Y )

( M O M )[/COLOR] kayleigh rachelle stuart-mays. fifty-three. dental assistant.
( D A D )[/B][/COLOR] kristopher julian mays. fifty-eight. retired policeman.
( S I S T E R S )[/B][/COLOR] only child
( B R O T H E R S )[/B][/COLOR] only child
( O T H E R )[/B][/COLOR] great-grandmother. janet ruth mays. deceased. founder and former headmistress of power's academy. shape-shifter.
( P E T S )[/B][/COLOR] n/a
( O V E R A L L )[/B][/COLOR] so... mommy and daddy met. daddy fell in love. mommy took a bit longer. he proposed. she accepted. they got married. bam. along comes me. my mother is a dental assistant, and my dad was one of her boss' patients. they first met with her staring lovingly into his... mouth. yeah. not the best love story, but it works. eventually she fell for him as hard as he fell for her, and they got married five years after meeting each other. about six months later (ooooh, the scandal!) i came along.

i can't remember much of my infant years. scratch that, i can't remember any. i was an infant for pete's sake. all i know is that they were pretty calm. my mom was an only child. my dad was an only child. i was carrying on the tradition. my grandparents on my dad's side died before i was born, as did my mom's father. gramma stuart was around 'til i was about five, and when she passed on in her sleep it was just mom, dad and i. oh, and 'aunt' janet.

you know the old lady with fifty cats who lives down the street? picture her, and you've pretty much got aunt janet. don't get me wrong, she was an adorable sweet old woman. just a bit... eccentric. she seemed to act three quarters of a century years too young for her age. but my parents loved her. she lived about twenty hours away, so we couldn't see her often, but we kept in contact by phone and made sure to call each other at seven pm every saturday night.

if i didn't know aunt janet, who knows if i ever would have discovered that i was a power. she came over for a visit when i was six years old. no sooner did she walk through the door than she was gone. there was a wolf in her place. yeah. an honest to goodness huge wolf. my mom screamed. my dad grabbed an umbrella stand, and i stood there in wonder of it all. my mom hollered at me to go upstairs, and i regrettably did. once there was a wall between myself and the wolf, it disappeared. aunt janet was gone. my mom screamed again. i ran back downstairs. aunt janet disappeared. there was a freaking horse in her place. i ran away. horse disappeared. aunt janet had enough time then to shout out a few quick sentences, i can't remember what she said but it was enough for my dad to not beat her to death.

turns out that my ability was powerful and uncontrolled enough that i made aunt janet, the old lady with years of experience controlling her power, as helpless as a baby to stop herself from shapeshifting. maybe this wouldn't be a problem, but what, say, if i ran into a weather manipulator at the mall? tornadoes in a shopping center would make an excellent headline, but wouldn't be such a nice story to be on the news to warm the hearts of men and women alike. my parents and aunt janet had a long, long discussion. i guess that she was explaining powers and everything to them. anyways, i had fallen asleep with a full stomach by the time aunt janet came upstairs to see me.

the next day she and i left for power's academy where i was 'taught', basically trained to control myself and my power that let me control other powers. aunt janet was retired by then, but lived in the dorms in a room near mine, so she and i grew very close. her replacement headmaster was a family friend of hers, a stern old man about sixty years old. he and i definitely had our differences, but overall i didn't mind things at power's academy. my parents visited, but i've never been home since. at one point they dropped off the barbie, but it's still unopened even though i never threw it away.

the headmaster died when i was fifteen, and a new headmistress took his place. she was a lot more lenient than he had been. miss graves, as she was called, allowed students to leave the school grounds freely as long as they were back by ten pm. so, on the weekend, i would go to st. michael's to have some fun. on one of my trips i met michael, two years older than me, but we seemed to connect perfectly. i won't turn this into a sappy romance novel, but basically we dated. i fell in love. i moved into his house when i graduated from power's academy. he proposed when i was twenty-four, and i accepted. then on our wedding day, july fifth, he never showed up. i haven't heard from him since. heartbroken and homeless, i went to power's again, where miss graves offered me a job as a substitute teacher that i gladly accepted. i moved into the same room as aunt janet, and so i was the one who woke one day to find that she wouldn't. she'd died peacefully during the night. i was twenty-seven at the time.

last year miss graves retired, and appointed me as her successor. this year is my first as a headmistress, and it's damn well going to be a good one.

( S A M P L E P O S T )[/B][/COLOR] wait and see.

YOU WERE FAKE, I WAS GREAT--NOTHING PERSONAL

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( C R E D I T S )

THIS LOVELY APPLICATION WAS MADE BY OMGWOLF?!
OF CAUTION 2.0! STEAL AND DIE, BITCH. KEEP THIS CREDIT HERE
AT ALL TIMES. ALERT ME IF IT RUNS AWAY. IT MIGHT DO THAT. HAVE FUN!
OH, AND BY THE WAY, THE LYRICS ARE CREDIT TO ALL TIME LOW. THEY'RE AWESOME.

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