Mala Cheswick

[Mala]

General Information

-Character Name: Mala Cheswick
-Nickname: Mally
-Gender: Female
-Age: Nineteen
-Race: Human
-Level: One
-More: -

Physical Information

-Eye: Consider a depth of green that one would see in algae, or moss, near streams or within stagnant fishtanks. Dull green eyes, her left one the only one with full sight. Her gaze is half hidden behind wire rimmed glasses.

-Hair: Choppy dark brown. Colored so many times with different dyes and style, Mala isn't sure what the natural color is anymore, only that she has bangs, and it hangs down her back to past her waist.

-Face: A slightly round face though with a angular chin that defines her expression with her thin eyebrows.

-Skin: Dark tone, a noticible inclination to perhaps a Hispanic heritage, if Mala could be defined at all.

-Figure: Slight thick at the waist, Mala has more meat on her, and at times is ridiculed to being 'fat'. That isn't truly the case, since she also has some curves to her, that someone at perfect weight wouldn't be able to sustain.

-Hands: Of the female persuasion, she has large palms, that taper to fingers that are propotional. There are white lines of scars across the back of her hands, criss-crossing over her knuckles as well.

-Mala's Code of Dress:
#1: There are NO sleeves. Whether it be a coat, t-shirt, blouse, or work shirt, there are no sleeves that cover her arms.
#2: There are NO skirts. Full length pants, though occasionally, there are a shorts, or cut-off denim jeans. Pants are dark in color, ranging from black, green, brown, or camo. All are pass-me-downs, or "donated".
#3: Gloves are a MUST. Fingerless leather gloves are her favorite, though a pair of fishnet gloves have been seen once in a while.
#4: None of jewelry will match. Two lobe piercings in each ear, and a cartilidge piercing in her left ear. All must have a different stud, or hoop, whether in metal, design, or just color.


Mental Information

-General Personality: If asked nicely, Mala will point someone in the correct direction, and maybe not be all that sarcastic about it. If someone asks her opinion, Mala does nothing but tell the brutal truth, and doesn't cut any corners unless it's schoolwork. Who cares who died when and where, a hundred years ago?

-Inner Personality: Thoughtful, and second guesses what she says verbally a dozen times over, through the image of tough girl drama queen.

-Likes/Dislikes:
Music is a passion, an art, and is for the deserving.
Science and politics is idiocy in a essay.

-Strength: Musical tune, listening by ear. Rhythm.

-Weakness: Self-confidence, though adept of hiding the fact of insecurity.

-Favorite Food: Ravioli
-Favotire Drink: Fresca
-Favorite Flower: -
-Favorite Animal: Snake
-Favorite Places To Go: Outdoor concerts, Parks where starving artists play instruments to get by.
-Favorite Music/Song: What We're All About, by Sum 41
-Favorite Book: Black Jewel Trilogy, by Anne Bishop

Additional Information

-History: Mala grew up in the slightly rough side of town, residing in her own apartment, that she shares with two other roommates. There was a long line of foster homes, though it wasn't like Mala was a bad kid, just that she got the poor roll of the dice most times, when the group homes became full. Legal now, she is determined to complete high school, just so that she doesn't have to listen to the idiot teachers tell her that she is such a failure in life.

Though very few know it, Mala learned to take care of herself early on, and knows she has a sibling somewhere out there, though seperated when her parents left them on a neighbors doorstep. Typical. So Mala, the brooding punk that sits in the back of her classes, learns every instrument she happens to come across. Music always calmed her, and in the notes and bars, she has learned to not lash out at people... unless they got in the way.

Most recently learning to play trumpet, thanks to a deal with a hobo, Mala knows how to play guitar, bass guitar, drums, saxophone, and secretly, violin. The violin is a favorite, though the one she inheritated from a sympathetic foster parent before she was kicked from the home is very old, and on the edge of falling apart.

-Relationships: -

-Weapon: A blade rests at the small of her back, with a flat handle, and two others, when she wears boots. Mala has also found that carefully sharpened chopsticks, when made of metal, are effective in a bad situation, and occasional wears them in her hair.

-Abilities: -