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[EDIT]: HA. HA HA HA. THE FACE STILL DISPLEASES ME BUT O WELL



Name: Jacqueline 'Jack' Palmer
Height: 5ft 11inch
Weight: You don't ask a lady~
Birthday: 14th April 1991
Age: 21
Division: Cranium
Rank: Member
Ossa: Incisor 02

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Hiya! I'm Jacky! I like to bake things! Tee hee! Would like a cupcake? Or a macaroon? Or maybe a pastry? I can make it all! Oh. You don't trust me? I don't see why. It's not like I would poison your food. Or kill you for that matter~! I'm sure we can get along nicely, if we all behave.

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So yes, moving along...

Description:
~ Strawberry blonde
~ Pale blue eyes
~ Sometimes wears glasses
~ Large front teeth, not buck toothed.

Personality:
Jacky is rather sweet and doesn't fit a violent scene very well, but, won't think twice about slicing your jugular, unless your in a carpeted area. Blood is killer to get out the rug. On that note, she is also very tidy and organised, almost to the point of OCD. She is sickly sweet to any strangers and until she knows she can trust them, she will continue to be. When casual, she's actually very quiet and serious /get the serious glasses out guys/ she doesn't like wearing them though.

Backstory:
Jacky lived in a family of 4 older brothers. She never knew her parents and is unsure of what happened to them, and neither do her brothers. Being the only girl in the family, she felt compelled to learn how to cook and clean. She studied hard and gained a scholarship into an elite high school. She lived a quite well from the total income of the family. She was happy.
On return from school in Winter, she found her brothers scattered round the house in pieces. After an hour of panic attacks and vomiting she finally called the police. The killer was found to be a neighbour. This shook her faith in mankind and now finds it difficult to trust anyone. After an epiphany, she immediately left school to locate her parents. _{dun dun dun cheesy ending}

Weapon / Fighting Style:
The rim of her pistol is made of bone which help in her aim, this make running and firing much easier for her as she can feel the direction in which the bullet goes.

Main weapon: Her 'dentures' on the other hand. Each tooth has a fragment of her own in each. This allows her to extend the teeth to as long as she pleases, the same effect can happen with her own teeth, this comes in handy when she is help in a headlock or a similar position. She can also use them a grapple.

Her dagger is a last resort, she doesn't like using it.

//I know this seems like a lot of bone but it was taken from lots of different places on the skull to minimise damage ok? ; v ;//

Ossa:
Along the way she was offered help from a stranger, declining immediately she turned to leave when she was knocked out from behind. Waking up in a laboritory, she was surrounded by weapons. A bone lined pistol, a small dagger and a set of platinum dentures. She took these and tried to run but felt light headed and passed out again. Waking up, the 'scientist' was there and explained each of the weapons and how they could aid her in her search. The man was revealed to be her Godfather but was dubbed 'crazy' and was not allowed to see her or her brothers.

Likes:
~Clean
~ Sweet things
~ Lip gloss
~ Green
~ Nail varnish, but she doesn't have the nails for it.

Dislikes:
~ Messes
~ Manual labour
~ The Law

Relationships:

N/A

Trivia:
~ Her Godfather called her "Vampire Bunny"
~ Easily cries
~ Far too childish for her age sometimes
~ You get her a bunny, insta-trust.

How long have I been typing... //shot