Post by KYLIE KIRKLAND on Jun 1, 2014 9:00:42 GMT -5
`KYLIE MARGRET KIRKLAND!
`I CAN POUNCE LIKE A PANTHER OR BE STRONG AS AN OX!
NICKNAMES Kylie, Kyle, Ky, RooRooter, Bush Baby, Bindi, The bloody nuisance, The little terror, Ankle biter, Possum, Trouble.
AGE 11.
GENDER Female.
ETHNICITY Australian.
TEACHER OR STUDENT Student.
GRADE Year 1.
SPECIAL ABILITY(s) Animal Communication. She is able to understand the language of animals and can “talk” with them and call upon them for help. Whether they answer or not is up to them, she isn’t able to control the actions they choose to take. Saying that they are usually pretty obliging since she treats them nicely. When she really needs help she can “summon” nearby animals although this takes a great deal of effort. Think Eliza Thornberry if you will.
HOW DID THEY FIGURE OUT? No one is entirely sure when Kylie’s powers started to emerge. Ever since she was little she’s gotten on well with all creatures’ great and small, including a few that no sane human being would ever dare approach. There were times when she would speak up on an animal’s behalf, but it was always assumed that she was caught up in childish play. Admittedly most little girls don’t hold one way conversations with eight foot long goannas. But it was still thought of as her “pretend” games.
Things came to head when she was ten and found a crocodile with a rotten tooth. Her mum and various so called “croc experts” watched dumbstruck as she located the problem tooth, tied a string around it and coolly pulled it out. She and the Crocodile were obviously communicating through the whole procedure but no one knew what they were saying until Kylie translated for them (as it turn out crocs swear a great deal when they are in pain). An analysis of her powers was quickly made and as soon as she was old enough she started at Asher.
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`BE STUBBORN AS A MULE OR SMART LIKE A FOX,
Animals: This is a given, she talks with them and everything. In Kylie’s opinion animals aren’t all that different from people, sometimes they’re better even. She’s never had trouble dealing with animals.
Water sports: Kylie’s been swimming since before she can remember and really enjoys anything related to the water, this includes surfing, snorkelling and splashing about in the waves.
Running: Cathy Freeman is her hero. She’s only just started training in earnest and she enjoys it even if she never wins anything.
Rugby: If you’ve never played rugby you have no idea how great it is. It’s the perfect opportunity to get covered in mud, work off extra energy and deliver bone crunching rugby tackles to your elder siblings.
Vegemite Sandwiches: Tasty, no matter what the rest of the world says. They’re something of a comfort food for Kylie. Also good with cheese or avocado added.
Band-Aids: Kylie’s forever getting into accidents so band-aids are really important to her. If you’re ever stuck for present ideas just get her a box of band-aids. She’ll be happy.
KYLIE'S DISLIKES:
Cold Weather: Anything below 15 degrees Celsius is considered cold weather. Kylie turns into a massive baby when it’s cold and insists on wearing pretty much all her clothes at once, plus a doona.
Cages: Kylie’s met enough animals to know that cages are the enemy. She refuses to eat eggs that came from caged birds and isn’t overly fond of zoos unless they’ve made the animal’s living area a priority.
Meat: When she was younger Kylie adored meat. But as she grew older she realised that eating it meant a life had to die and stopped liking it. She still eats eggs and dairy though.
Homework: Schooling is not Kylie’s strong point. It’s not that she isn’t clever, but that there are lots of things she’d rather be doing and homework gets in the way of them.
People who expect her to behave “like a girl”: She is a girl. This is how she behaves. Ergo this is how girls behave. What else is she meant to do? Giggle?
Cane Toads: This slightly repulsive species of amphibian is probably the only animal she dislikes. No one is entirely sure why, admittedly they are the prettiest creature on the planet but that hasn’t bothered her before…
FEARS:
Fire: Living in Australia makes fire a very real threat that hurts both humans and wildlife alike. To Kylie fire doesn’t mean warmth or safety, it means terror and destruction. Treating the burns of injured animals is a truly heartbreaking process.
Loss of her family: Since moving to Asher her family has been her only secure link between her new life and her old one. She can handle being away from home but only with the comforting presence of her siblings around her. Panic ensures if she can’t find one of them.
Hunters: Kylie’s been given a unique perspective on hunting from the animals she’s communicated with, one of complete terror. When she does have nightmares it’s nearly always of some mysterious man tracking her down and carrying a shotgun.
QUIRKS:
She always wears a band-aid to cover a scar on her nose. It’s the only part of her appearance she’s insecure about.
She has a pet Tasmanian Devil. It's named Bruce and would be the snappiest creature alive if it had any teeth.
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Trouble: Kylie’s in trouble more often than she is out of it. Scuffles, loosing things, even occasional theft. In her defence she usually doesn’t mean to get into trouble, it just happens. That boy was kicking a dog, she had to go stop him! And she lost her shoes when she was walking back, the mud sort of sucked them up. Then when she got back she was really hungry so she ate the sandwich left on the table, she didn’t know it was Arthur’s lunch! Kylie has come to view being in trouble as an occupational hazard for doing what she does and accepts punishment philosophically.
Friendly: Kylie is quite happy to get to know people and say hi to strangers. The thing she struggles with in maintaining the conversation when there are so many other things going on. One minute she’ll be chatting with someone about a soccer game and next she’ll be “Chipmunks! Gotta chase em’!” Needless to say some people think Kylie is quite a rude person. This upsets her because she didn’t mean to rude, she just forgets. Her family hope that she’ll learn to remember…emphasis on hope.
Sporty: As you’ve probably realised Kylie has a lot of excess energy to burn. Luckily Asher has a lot of sporting facilities for her to use and overall sport is something she enjoys and is generally good at. Her favourites are swimming, rugby and running, but she is always ready to try anything out and she definitely has a competitive streak about her. Don’t expect her to loose nicely. She also enjoys watching sport and will try her best to wrangle her way out of classes when events like the State of Origin is on.
Brave (sort of): Kylie is brave but that’s only because she doesn’t know much about fear. Sure there’s things that scare her but they’re still very much the bogyman in the closet kind of fears. Things that most people are scared of e.g. snakes/spiders don’t bother her. Presumably when she does meet something that genuinely frightens her we will find out what she’s made of.
Tomboy: Kylie fails spectacularly at being girly in any way, shape or form. She has one dress besides her school uniform. She did not play with Barbies when she was little because she was too busy playing with the lizards. And she’s a disaster waiting to happen when it comes to anything breakable. Being made to do anything that nice girls are meant to do makes her frustrated and resentful. The last time she ever threw a tantrum was when some well-meaning but idiotic drama teacher tried to make her wear a tiara.
Caring: Despite all her faults Kylie does genuinely care for those that are her friends. Whether this means lending a band-aid to someone or giving flowers to a family member who needs cheering up, she’s on the job. This concern for others naturally extends into the animal world and she will do the very best she can to help any creature who has gotten into strife.
`I CAN SWIM LIKE A DOLPHIN OR STAND LIKE A FLAMINGO!
[/ul][/font]Their journey to the capital was uneventful, if rather dull. Things like Eddie throwing up on the steps or the bus driver swerving violently to dodge a heard of kangaroos generated as much interest as a vacuum cleaner commercial. Kylie occupied her time taking care of the antechinus sitting in her lap. “So where was your home again Mr Antechinus? What did the humans call it?”
“They called it the botanic gardens” answered the antechinus, bemused at his home having such an odd name among humans “We have our own name for it, but I’m afraid I’m not allowed to tell you what it is.” He added apologetically.
“That’s okay” Kylie patted the little marsupial’s head before raising her hand “Teacher!” she shouted over the usual noise of schoolkids on a bus “When are going to the botanic gardens?”
“This afternoon Kylie, like I told you this morning. After Parliament House and the lake.” The teacher was exasperated. Did these children ever listen?
“What about Questacon?” Asked some unholy cherub who was seated at the back “You promised that we’d go to Questacon!” A small riot followed that was only halted by the bus’s arrival at their morning tea spot.
The Parliament House was nice, but dull. And it had a weird room that was meant to resemble bushland. In Kylie’s opinion it looked like anything but the bush. Where was the bark? The spider webs? The antechinuses? The architect of this place had obviously never been outdoors ever.
Lunch was eaten by the lake. During lunch the teacher tried to interest the students in the various “gifts” the country had received from overseas nations that were dotted about the place. The children duly inspected the clock tower from the UK and the statue of a penguin with a jet pack from the US that the teacher kept on insisting was an eagle. Kylie didn’t believe her, a penguin with a jet pack was way cooler.
Finally they got to the botanic gardens. It was a hot day, but the many trees and bushes growing in the gardens made it pleasantly cool and shady. Kylie held her little marsupial friend gently in one palm as he directed her to a spot where some plant with truly humongous leaves stood. “There’s my burrow over there!” He hopped down excitedly and turned to Kylie. “Thank you so much for bringing me back home.”
“No problem” answered Kylie “Promise me you won’t try riding in a car again. You might end up even further away, like Perth.”
“Don’t worry about me “The antechinus turned around and began scurrying back to his burrow “I’ve had enough of the adventuring life.” Next moment Kylie had lost sight of him. With a final wave goodbye she turned around and raced after her classmates. Another day, another friend.
“They called it the botanic gardens” answered the antechinus, bemused at his home having such an odd name among humans “We have our own name for it, but I’m afraid I’m not allowed to tell you what it is.” He added apologetically.
“That’s okay” Kylie patted the little marsupial’s head before raising her hand “Teacher!” she shouted over the usual noise of schoolkids on a bus “When are going to the botanic gardens?”
“This afternoon Kylie, like I told you this morning. After Parliament House and the lake.” The teacher was exasperated. Did these children ever listen?
“What about Questacon?” Asked some unholy cherub who was seated at the back “You promised that we’d go to Questacon!” A small riot followed that was only halted by the bus’s arrival at their morning tea spot.
The Parliament House was nice, but dull. And it had a weird room that was meant to resemble bushland. In Kylie’s opinion it looked like anything but the bush. Where was the bark? The spider webs? The antechinuses? The architect of this place had obviously never been outdoors ever.
Lunch was eaten by the lake. During lunch the teacher tried to interest the students in the various “gifts” the country had received from overseas nations that were dotted about the place. The children duly inspected the clock tower from the UK and the statue of a penguin with a jet pack from the US that the teacher kept on insisting was an eagle. Kylie didn’t believe her, a penguin with a jet pack was way cooler.
Finally they got to the botanic gardens. It was a hot day, but the many trees and bushes growing in the gardens made it pleasantly cool and shady. Kylie held her little marsupial friend gently in one palm as he directed her to a spot where some plant with truly humongous leaves stood. “There’s my burrow over there!” He hopped down excitedly and turned to Kylie. “Thank you so much for bringing me back home.”
“No problem” answered Kylie “Promise me you won’t try riding in a car again. You might end up even further away, like Perth.”
“Don’t worry about me “The antechinus turned around and began scurrying back to his burrow “I’ve had enough of the adventuring life.” Next moment Kylie had lost sight of him. With a final wave goodbye she turned around and raced after her classmates. Another day, another friend.
`SOAR LIKE A FALCON OR RUN LIKE A DINGO!
AGE 20
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I am Kylie Kirkland and I am a SIDEKICK!
I am Kylie Kirkland and I am a SIDEKICK!
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