THE BASICS

Name:

Caroline Bardon

Alias:

Orca | Killer Whale

Nickname:

Carlie | Carl

Age:

23 years

Birthday:

October 22

Zodiac:

Libra

Gender:

Feminine

Pronouns:

She | Her | Hers | Herself

ROMANTIC

Sexual Orientation:

Homosexual

Romantic Orientation:

Demiromantic

Status:

Single

Love Language:

Physical Contact : Just a small hug is a long way to go for Carlie. Slight taps on the head or hand on the shoulder shows her protectiveness and affection. Someone who does the same is a wonderful thing to Carlie. It’s not in any sexual ways at all, and more of a “if I’m not scared of giving you a hug, I love you” type way.

Gift Giving : She can leave little small gifts for the ones she currently cares for. Surprisingly, she enjoys baking, and will leave the daily experiment outside her love’s doorstep for them to find. Carlie has trouble receiving gifts, as she doesn’t like to be in “debt,” but she will give her soul up to her loved ones.

APPEARANCE

Hair Color:

Light brown with blond highlights and streaks

Eye Color:

Right Eye: Gray

Left Eye: Blue

Height:

5'6" (US Customary : Feet)

170.7 (Metric System : Centimeters)

General Appearance:

She stands with a bored and intimidating air, her expressions always alive in some way. Her tone of voice isn’t nearly as expressional as her facial expressions can be. She isn’t the type to smile easily, but she is a smug person, and is not below shoving her victories into others' faces. Carlie’s hair is a light blond color, with blond highlights and streaks throughout, and strands of her front hair more bright than the back. She usually wears it up in a bun or just lets it free, as her hair isn’t the longest, going to the length of her underarms

With eyes like hers, especially with their bright boredness, it’s rather interesting. Her right eye is a silver and gray color, the two colors pulsating in between themselves. Her left eye is a bright blue, like that of an ocean shining underneath a blanket of warm skies. A dark blue shimmers in the orb, more prominent under the sunlight. Her pupils are dark, and when the light shifts, her eyes follow suit, and do so dramatically. She adjusts easily from bright lights to pitch black.

Her skin tone is a golden tan, scars and scrapes covering her body in various places. She usually has bandages or fingerless gloves decorating her hands, making it easier for handing rougher things and not completely ruining her knuckles or wrist. Carlie almost always wears athletic shoes or combat boots, both meant for physical activity, though the boots are more durable and usually have some sort of metal in them, which is why they’re given the title “combat boots.” She has various types of pants and upper clothing, though prefers cargo pants due to their sustainability and many pockets, and crop sleeved shirts, as many athletic activities include sweat and heat, and it’s better to always be prepared.

Her build is athletic and muscular, honed over a good handful of years. She isn’t a very tall person by most standards, but she still dislikes her height. If she could be slightly short, it’d be easier to hide in smaller places and not be seen, but she isn’t a complainer. Her nails are always short in a makeshift way, as she bites them to calm her anxiety that brews under the surface.

PERSONALITY

MBTI:

ISTJ-A : Logistician : Assertive

Alignment:

Chaotic Neutral

Disposition:

Pessimistic

Outlook:

Logical

General Personality:

An overwhelmingly dull person who has no real cares for the world and its inhabitants unless she has personally met them and decided said person is slightly decent enough. She’s not the best at expressing her emotions or her current feelings, though she does feel, just not as intense. Her inability to feel pity for strangers or people she dislikes in any way is rather interesting, but not inhuman. It makes sense to not feel the need to protect random people. Sometimes she can seem overexcited compared to her usual manner, but commonly she’ll feel ashamed or embarrassed of the unrestrained days she experiences, where she’ll be almost overreactive. She has expressive facial features, and doesn’t try to hide them. She can alter them in ways such as theatrical acting, but she can’t become blank and perfectly clear.

Carlie doesn't necessarily feel guilt when she inflicts pain on another, whether physical or mental, but she sometimes is haunted by victims in her own mind. She’s a calm and collected person typically, a cold-hearted soldier, manufactured to perfection. She learns things fast, and picks up on most rather quickly. She’s also trained to choose logical senses over her emotional choosings. It’s in her blood. Carlie could commend anyone she cares about if it’s the logical thing, the most beneficial thing, and the thing she’s been commanded to do. Carlie reads people easily. She finds it a fun hobby. It’s not like she’ll use it against someone unless for a mission or to save herself, and possibly one of her loved ones.

Reading others and their emotions is one of the few things she prides herself in. Observing the little things in life intrigues her. The little details of things that are perfectly and neatly constructed are her absolute favorite things, especially when she actually finds them. The main idea is important, yes, but she considers little descriptions and imagery as far more important.

Carlie fears pain and failure the most out of everything. Death is inevitable. Abandonment and loneliness are not as terrifying to her as being a failure does. Physical pain doesn’t injure her the way pain on the inside does. It harms her much more. Sure, someone she trusts leaving her on the side of the street like a broken doll could be painful, but she would probably consider betrayal as the worst. Betrayal doesn’t necessarily bring abandonment into the arrangement. If one were to backstab you, they might not consider the fact that you found out, yeah? They’ll stick themselves into your life until you physically remove them. Permanently, if necessary.

Though she might not be the most emotional person, she feels things a lot stronger because she’s used to staying as blank as a canvas. Though she can never keep her expression completely blank, she can’t always express much through her tone of voice. Sometimes she can get overly aggressive and snarky in her words, and it can either be the fact that she’s incredibly impatient and gets frustrated easily, or that she just has the air of one who can’t smile very easily.