Post by tasha on Aug 10, 2013 2:53:12 GMT -5
Lux: Tasha Keyes IN THE FELL CLUTCH OF CIRCUMSTANCES I HAVE NOT WINCED NOR CRIED ALOUD UNDER THE BLUDGEONINGS OF CHANCE MY HEAD IS BLOODY BUT UNBOWED | |||||||
FULL NAME Tasha Keyes, nee Thomas Keyes BACKGROUND There once was a quiet little boy whose father loved him very, very much. Except she didn’t want to be quiet, and she wasn’t really a boy, and her father’s love was intense and overwhelming and worst of all, conditional. In the early days, it was alright. They told her youthful imagination was normal. That it meant she’d be a hit with the ladies when she was older. But that age came and passed and the stage didn’t, and she quietly retreated into clothes more suitable for a ‘boy’ her age, and did her best to ignore the years passing by in a blur. Middle school. High school. She graduated early; started college at 16. Took summer semesters. Finished in 3 years with an architectural degree. Time didn’t slow down when school did. It ran faster, ran too quickly for her to keep up. She worked, she paid her bills, but it was a strain. Days went by too fast. She moved out. She lost touch with her friends, though it barely seemed a loss when they hadn’t truly known her at all. She’d been able to sneak hormones since 15, been able to start molding her body into what it was meant to be, but even though she was able to pass, that didn’t mean anything when she didn’t have the courage to wear anything but baggy oversized clothes to hide her new figure. And then, a light in the distance. As a great tragedy befell the world, Tasha was able to rise from it like a Moltres from the ashes. Despite the ongoing war, a few architectural projects remained, particularly in Unova during the early years. One architect, commissioned to create a monumental project, stole a large portion of his design from one Tasha had uploaded a while back to her blog, where she often posted her various ideas. Construction had already begun when someone noticed the similarities, and to avoid a lawsuit, Tasha was paid a sizable sum to keep her mouth closed. She took the deal, and one month later, she was under the bright lights of an operating room. And when she awoke, sore and groggy, everything had changed. 21 years old, born January 31st OCCUPATION When she went to have her ID changed, Tasha was unsure what to list as her occupation. The young man behind the counter was unable to coax anything out of her, until he suggested that the shy woman put down 'beauty'. She did, and though her shyness has begun to erode now that she's comfortable in her own skin, the term seems even more fitting. ALLEGIANCE Tasha has yet to become involved in the war at all, so she's Lux by default. TRAITS
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