Post by Crimson on Sept 12, 2011 19:04:35 GMT -5
Things to Come
[/color][/center]Scratching the Surface
Full Name: Kimberly Anne Todd
Nicknames: Kim
Alias: Crimson
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Hair Colour: Red
Eye Colour: Blue
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 125lbs
Tattoos/Piercings: Spider bites, double ear piercing, tragus piercing and Chinese symbol for 'Blood'
Build: Thin and athletic
Date of Birth: January 7th 2018
Hometown: Gotham City
Other: N/A
Play By: Emma Stone
The Past Legacies
Mother: Unknown. She died when Kimberly was born.
Father: Jason Todd aka Red Hood
Siblings: None
Other Important People: Bruce Wayne aka Batman (Adoptive Grandfather)
Tim Drake aka Red Robin (Adoptive Uncle)
Damien Wayne aka Robin (Adoptive Uncle)
Dick Grayson aka Nightwing (Adoptive Uncle)
In The Mask
Powers: None
Affiliation: Bat Villains
Allegiance: Evil
Weapons/Equipment: Kimberly uses multiple weapons. She has multiple warehouses that contain large amount of weapons. But her personal favourites are her twin M9 pistols.
Skills:-Weapons Mastery-Kim was taught by her father in the ways of weaponry. He taught her how to load and operate every gun possible. She can disarm then arm the gun in 2 minutes in the dark.
-Marksmanship- One of the weapons she was taught how to use was a sniper. With his help, she improved on her skills in shooting weapons.
-Hand to had combat- Her father was trained by Batman. Kim's father taught her everything he knew about fighting.
-Economics- Being the one of the only female crime lords she had to know her stuff. Her dad taught her as much as he could. But Kim learned most of this through trial and error.
Through the Looking Glass
[/color][/center]Universe: DC
Personality: Kim is a typical business woman. She doesn't like to beat around the bush, she likes to get straight to business. If you didn't pay up to her, she will not give you a second chance. She also hates people who beat around the bush. The kind of people who are always trying to make small talk before they break the bad news.
One thing you will never get away with, with Kim. Is checking her out. She hates it when people check her out. It makes her feel as though they think of her as meat. Like she is nothing but an object to posses to them. That's one thing she hates about being a cocktail waitress. The fact that she has to wear a skimpy dress to serve the guys. she feels as though she's being used.
Violent is another way to describe her. She is violent when it comes to anything. The way she gets what she wants is by roughing up the competition. If someone is running against her in the crime world, she takes them out. She won't even flinch when it comes to killing. that's one of the thing s you get out of being the daughter of Red Hood. One of the best crime lords in Gotham had ever seen... aside from Kimberly.
History: Jason Todd, or better known as the Red Hood was one of the greatest crime lords around. He nearly ran Black Mask out of town and has gone toe to toe with Batman on several occasions. On January 7th 1918 his wife gave birth to Kimberly Todd. Kim's mother died while giving birth to Kim. Luckily Kim survived. Jason wasn't the best father around. He had grown up on the streets for most of his life.
In order to keep a good cash flow for his family, Jason continued being a crime lord. Kim was always set up with some kind of babysitter . Once Kim had turned 6, Jason decided that she needed to know how to defend herself. He started with all the self defense, hand to hand combat Bruce had taught him. When Kim turned the age of 12 she had a full compression of the art of hand to hand combat.
Feeling as though he had nothing left to teach her, Jason decided to teach her about guns in order for him to stay a part of her life. Kim started out with using pistols only. As the years went on, so did her skills. She quickly became accustomed to using pistols and then moved on. When Kim hit the age of 20. She had mastered every weapon he could teacher. With her being able to take up the business he retired and opened a bar. The crime lord part went to Kim.
From then on, Kim was running the family business. Like her father, Kim took on a new name. She started calling herself Crimson. She worked as one of the greatest female crime lords. Everybody questioned it when she took power. But as time passed, Kim proved herself and earned the respect of her crew. With having too much free time on her hands, Kim also became a cocktail waitress at her father's bar.
Occupation: Crime Lord/Cocktail Waitress
Additional Information: Nope
The streets of downtown Gotham weren't safe at night. They were laced with rapist, murderers and psychotics. But of course, nobody listens. The clacking of high heels filled the air. They could be heard three blocks down. That's because she wanted them to know she was there. Kim turned down into the dark alley and started her way through. She was just taunting anyone to come and try and take her on. Kim had always like the thrill of a good fight.
The short black frilly dress was long enough to hide a decent portion of her body. The end frills popped out from below the black bikers jacket. The jacket had been a gift from her father and she wore it with pride. Shoving her hands in her pockets, Kim took a long breath. A large thin cloud of smoke lifted from her crimson lips. A light snowfall began as she rounded the last corer before she made it to the bar.
Opening the door, a wave of sound hit her as she entered. Slowly Kim made her way to the back room where the employees kept their lockers. Pushing open the swinging door, Kim made her way to her locker. Undoing her jacket, she opened the metal door and hung it on the hook. She wiped her feet and went to work. Hitting the bar, she grabbed a tray of drinks as headed to the table it was assigned to.
As she walked past the crowds of people, she could tell the guys were undressing her with their eyes. From where she was standing, Kim could see a few regulars ad couple of new comers. The thing she loved about newbies were the fact that they didn't know the rules. One of those rules was never try and approach Kim. You never mess the daughter of the owner of the bar. One of the newbies was about to get out of his chair when his friend pushed him down.
Placing the tray of drinks down on the table, Kim smiled and nodded as they slipped her ten dollar bill. Turning around, Kim walked past the tables and headed toward the bar yet again. As she passed one of the tables she felt a tap on her ass. The loud table had just fallen silent. Turning around, she met eyes with one of the new comers. The guy was laughing his heart out.
Giving him a cute little smile, she grabbed the back of his medium shaggy hair and slammed his head against the table. The club fell silent has his head impacted against the metal table. Leaning in, she took a breath and breathed into his ear."Do that again and 'll cut off both of you hands." A nod came from the now whimpering man. Releasing his hair, Kim stood up and kept going. toward the bar.
The short black frilly dress was long enough to hide a decent portion of her body. The end frills popped out from below the black bikers jacket. The jacket had been a gift from her father and she wore it with pride. Shoving her hands in her pockets, Kim took a long breath. A large thin cloud of smoke lifted from her crimson lips. A light snowfall began as she rounded the last corer before she made it to the bar.
Opening the door, a wave of sound hit her as she entered. Slowly Kim made her way to the back room where the employees kept their lockers. Pushing open the swinging door, Kim made her way to her locker. Undoing her jacket, she opened the metal door and hung it on the hook. She wiped her feet and went to work. Hitting the bar, she grabbed a tray of drinks as headed to the table it was assigned to.
As she walked past the crowds of people, she could tell the guys were undressing her with their eyes. From where she was standing, Kim could see a few regulars ad couple of new comers. The thing she loved about newbies were the fact that they didn't know the rules. One of those rules was never try and approach Kim. You never mess the daughter of the owner of the bar. One of the newbies was about to get out of his chair when his friend pushed him down.
Placing the tray of drinks down on the table, Kim smiled and nodded as they slipped her ten dollar bill. Turning around, Kim walked past the tables and headed toward the bar yet again. As she passed one of the tables she felt a tap on her ass. The loud table had just fallen silent. Turning around, she met eyes with one of the new comers. The guy was laughing his heart out.
Giving him a cute little smile, she grabbed the back of his medium shaggy hair and slammed his head against the table. The club fell silent has his head impacted against the metal table. Leaning in, she took a breath and breathed into his ear."Do that again and 'll cut off both of you hands." A nod came from the now whimpering man. Releasing his hair, Kim stood up and kept going. toward the bar.
Who's Pulling The Strings
[/color][/center]Nickname: Shadow
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