Teresa Kingsley

[Teresa Kingsley]

[atrb=width,450][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,10,true][bg=#222222] 『 KINGSLEY, TERESA 』 If what you know is who you are, then she’s everything. BASIC INFORMATION Full Name Teresa Anne Kingsley Nickname Tess, Tessa Age Seventeen Sex Female Sexuality Undefined Attribute Vanir: Chosen Child of Knowledge Allied Vanir Alignment Neutral Job Student PHYSIOLOGICAL INFORMATION Notable Traits Other than her oddly colored, almost golden eyes, Tess has that easy, confident stance that seems to attract people’s attention. She almost always has a slight smile on her lips, and her gaze is noticeably alert and observant. Height 5’10” Weight 138 lbs. Hair Style/Color Dark brown, allowed to fall wherever it wants to in a tousled mess. Eye Color Amber Chosen Item A fountain pen PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION Personality There are two precepts that Teresa lives by: question everything, and everything can, should, and will be explained by her. To Tess, the universe is one giant riddle, waiting to be solved. Of course, she loves the more academic subjects, physics, chemistry, and especially biology. But although the sciences are useful tools for understanding the universe, and ultimately her true passion, she also enjoys a variety of other things. To Tess, any learning is good learning, the more different from what she already knows, the better, and she is the sort of person who is learning to play the steelpans one day and reading Aristotle the next. The problem with her vast interest n the world and the people in is that she tends to be rather erratic. One day, she will be utterly focused on advances in communication technology, but she will soon understand the concept to her satisfaction and move on to oil-painting techniques in the Netherlands. Tess treats people just as she treats her interests, she is utterly fascinated by them until they bore her, and then she moves on without regret. This can be hurtful, as the average person begins to bore her rather quickly, but she doesn’t really understand her ‘victim’s’ pain. It isn’t arrogance, really, and it isn’t cruelty. She is never intentionally rude or mean after she drops someone, simply cordial, but she often gets negative responses anyway, which confounds her. She doesn’t always drop someone, either, she finds certain individuals endlessly fascinating, such as her parents or Grimm. One of her oldest friends is a street vendor, a leathery old man a few blocks away from her library, and she can talk with him for hours. But the majority of her relationships, romantic and otherwise, are merely flings, brief, passionate discussions and adventures until Tess moves on. Perhaps the reason she tends to hurt others when she moves on to something bigger and better is that, really, Tess is a very charming girl. She is confident, open, honest, and well-spoken, with a natural charisma and deep interest in what other people think and feel. And it is no façade to garner popularity, Tess genuinely wants to know what makes people tick. Her interest in the thoughts, feelings, interests, and expertise of the people around her never wanes. She just isn’t fond of repetition, and gets bored easily, which is perhaps the reason she is constantly looking for something new. Her constant activity and thirst for understanding may make Tess seem intense, but for the most part, the girl is actually incredibly laid-back. Can’t finish something today? Do it tomorrow, she can easily find something else to do today. Plane to Hong Kong cancelled? Let’s go to Belgium instead. She rarely gets sad or anxious, and to see her angry is even rarer, as most of the time, she seems to just float along, taking interest in whatever life throws at her with a smile and a shrug. Her carefree, almost reckless persona is just as much a part of her as her intense need to learn, in a way that can be difficult to understand. But for Tess, any one situation can be made to be just as good as any other; all she has to do is take advantage of the opportunities around her, no matter what they might be. The truth is, Tess doesn’t care much for societal conventions. If a rule gets in her way, or seems illogical, she breaks it. The rules she obeys are the greater laws of the universe. And she does not do well with authority. If whoever is nominally in charge of her is what she sees as competent, or happens to give orders that coincide with her own plan of action, all is well. Otherwise, well, Tess does not make a good follower. She does not give respect based on title or paycheck. For Tess, respect goes to those who are good at what they do, period. When Tess doesn’t respect someone, she snarks and quips, all with a smile on her face, and ultimately won’t do anything other than what she wants to. However, just as under the relaxed exterior is her deep-seated need to explain the world around her, so too under the happy-go-lucky face is the heart of someone who is willing to do anything to protect herself. It is rare for Tess to get actually angry. She is often irritated, annoyed, and bored, but anger is rare. But when it does emerge, it really is frightening. It isn’t the hot, emotional, anger commonly seen in others. It is a cold, frigid, logical anger, devoid of passion. She becomes focused, dangerously so. And then she will attack, verbally, emotionally, psychologically, socially, or physically, relentlessly until the object of her anger is no longer a threat and never will be again. Yet this does not happen often, and Tessa is generally an even-tempered, likeable individual.

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[li] Brilliant
[/li][li] Independent
[/li][li] Innovative
[/li][li] Easygoing
[/li][li] Honest
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[li] Unorganized
[/li][li] Risk-taker
[/li][li] Disrespectful
[/li][li]Impulsive
[/li][li] Noncommittal
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History
It was her biological mother, a young scientist who, in spite of her intelligence and bright future, had no interest in the child she had volunteered to bear out of cold, clinical interest in the experiment itself. It was her father who worked for DEATHs, who volunteered to adopt her. It was a move of calculated self-interest, for advancement the opportunity to raise, observe, and potentially control one of the experimentally created Chosen Children was perfect. It was her mother who loved her, who, after years of fighting her husband’s indifference to the idea of children wanted her as a child. It was Teresa Anne Kingsley who came into this world, manipulated and controlled even before her birth, eager to learn and unaware of the plans surrounding her.

From the start, Tess was a unique child. She advanced early, learning to walk, talk, and read at very young ages. But even more interestingly, as soon as she was able, the girl began to create, to build, to try to understand. Her mother, when looking for the child, would often come across complex creations of string, blocks, paperclips, and various pieces of furniture designed to do things that were incomprehensible to all but the giggling toddler. And her mother loved it. Although she was the daughter of a wealthy family in northern England with a life of ease ahead of her, she had moved to London with a plan to become a world famous chef. After years of hard work, she had not only succeeded, but met the love of her life, Maxwell Kingsley, and had become Mrs. Anne Kingsley. And now, several years later, that she had Tessa, her life seemed complete. Of course, she had to pit her globe-travelling and famous clients aside while her daughter was young, but she never resented that. Tessa and her mother got along famously from the start. The young girl didn’t see much of her father, to be honest, as he was often gone, travelling and doing research. But when he was home, in spite of his initially selfish motives for parenthood, he warmed up to Tess quickly. In truth, Maxwell was not a cold man, just ambitious, and he genuinely cared for his adopted daughter. They shared a similar sense of humour, and both enjoyed long, complex discussions and debates. He was the stricter parent, and tended to restrict some of his daughter’s crazier ides, but since he wasn’t often home, it didn’t cause overly much friction. Ultimately, Tess had a happy, fairly normal childhood.

When Tess started school, not much seemed to change. Generally well-liked by teachers, popular among her peers, her one flaw seemed to be that she was often the ringleader of mostly harmless acts of mischief, enchanting the other students into following her plans. One day, she convinced all of her classmates to simply fall over in the middle of the class of a particularly skittish teacher, and she nearly scared the life out of him. And once, during some sort of class presentation in front of the entire school, she convinced everyone participating to start, halfway through, speaking lines she had written about the school faculty instead of the written script about healthy eating. However, with her audacious grin, she stayed out of serious trouble, and she wasn’t the type to be much concerned about punishment.

The only odd thing about her, that an observer might not at first notice, was that Tess really had no consistent friends, other than her digimon, with whom she was very close. She was never alone, really, flitting from group to group, never quite settling down. She never expected this to come back to bite her, but one day, it did. It was when she was twelve years old. While walking home from school, she saw him behind her. Charlie, a boy she had befriended a few months ago and then dropped a few weeks later. She stopped and waited for him when she heard him call, but she couldn’t quite recognize the look in his eyes when she got close enough to see his face. “I thought we were friends.”

His voice was angry, bitter, but Tess didn’t understand. “We were,” she responded, confused.

“No, we weren’t. A friend wouldn’t stop talking to me without telling me why. A friend wouldn’t ride bikes with me one day and ignore me the next. You don’t even know what friendship is, do you? I’ve been watching you, and you’ve done the same thing to a bunch of us, I’ve seen it. I don’t know what you are, but you’re not normal, some kind of heartless monster, maybe. And I want to make sure you never hurt anyone again.”

At first, Tess was just confused. As he spoke, his words began to sting, but still she was mostly just confused. It was only as he spoke his last sentence, walking forward and pushing her, challenging her, a frightening, perhaps murderous look in his eyes that something snapped. She wasn’t angry, that wasn’t it. It was as if everything around her clicked into focus. This boy, several inches taller than her, and certainly heavier, was a threat. With that realization, she jumped into motion, spinning around behind him, kicking his knees in with all of her power. Surprised, he stumbled, and she took advantage of this to viciously assail him. To the side, their digimon had stopped posturing and were ferociously attacking each other. It wasn’t long until both Maxwell and his digimon were on the ground bleeding and still. Tess, satisfied, turned around and continued to walk home, wiping blood off her lip.

Two days later, her mom transferred her to a new school. Her father arrived at home, but instead of the shouting lecture she expected he simple looked at Tess with an odd, almost satisfied expression. Tess enrolled herself in Krav Maga lessons, and has been taking them since, but after that, she has had no other serious problems. Grimm, too, decided that he needed to be stronger just in case, and the pair began taking a more active part in the battles at her new schools, both organized and unorganized. With her intelligence, Tess managed to finish her schooling at the age of sixteen and is now studying biology at university, travelling with her mum, and trying to understand the world.

Likes

• Learning
  
• Travelling
  
• Music
  
• Storms
  
• Food
  
• Exploring and adventures
  
• Technology
  

Dislikes

• Monotony
  
• Humid heat
  
• Sleeping
  
• Politics
  
• Ostentation
  

Fears

• Being trapped
  
• Is claustrophobic
  
• Being unable to understand something
  

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DIGITAL INFORMATION

Common Level
Stingmon

Nickname
Shrimp, but more commonly Grimm, after the Brothers Grimm, the collectors of Tessa’s favorite stories as a child.

Personality

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[li] Practical
[/li][li] Focused
[/li][li] Intelligent
[/li][li] Mature
[/li][li] Bold
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[li] Cynical
[/li][li] Moody
[/li][li] Lazy
[/li][li] Arrogant
[/li][li] Selfish
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Likes

• Sweets
  
• Naps
  
• Cities
  
• Cloudy skies
  
• Strategy
  

Dislikes

• Surprises
  
• Unnecessary effort
  
• Children
  
• Naiveté
  
• Excessively loud noise
  

Fears

• Tessa no longer needing him
  

Digimon Line
Leafmon - Minomon - Wormmon - Stingmon - JewelBeemon - GrandisKuwagamon
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MISCELLANEOUS INFORMATION

Character Theme Songs
She’s a Genius- Jet

Face Claim

[b]Maid Sama![/b] • [i] Misaki Ayuzawa [/i] • Teresa Kingsley


Quick Scan
The universe and everything in it are endlessly fascinating for Teresa. An intelligent young woman, she is generally fairly laid-back, but is always looking for something new to learn. She is independent, and it is nearly impossible to force her to do anything she doesn’t wish to. To see her angry, simply intentionally keep information from her, as it is her ultimate goal to understand everything.

Notes
Ermm, I haven’t written up a paragraph personality for Grimm yet, hope that’s all right. I’ll get to it soon, I swear.

OoC Name
trivia

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