- It's not nice to live a double life - Lance Bass -
The Basics
Full Name
Wendy SinClaire
Nicknames
Dee by her Dad, Wednesday by her close friends.
Gender
Female
Age
19 Years old
Birthday
17th June
Sexuality
Straight
Role/Occupation
Current University Student, Current Animal Tracker and Hunter
A little Deeper
Likes
Hunting and Tracking || Wendy grew to love the thrill of the hunt. She was able to follow an animal for miles just because of the little details it left behind in the earth, little details others would easily miss, but not her.
Shooting || Wendy like the feeling of having control and power, being able to shoot well provided her with these feelings and as she became a better and better shot, her love for shooting only grew with her ability.
Snow || The snow has always looked beautiful to Wendy, and despite its freezing cold, it has become a place where she can be at peace and let her true nature show due to snow always covering the tundra around her fathers cabin.
Walking || The act of just walking has always been able to calm Wendy down, whether it's walking for hours in a freezing blizzard or just a 10 minute stroll through town, both have the same effect.
Independence || Wendy was never given independence in division 6 and as soon as it was thrust upon her by her father, Wendy became addicted. To know that something is your choice and yours alone feels like a drug and the fact that she has to deal with the consequences excites her. She can finally live, independence is her freedom.
Power || Wendy was powerless for the first half of her life, and now that she has finally gained some of her own power, like shooting and survival skills, it has gone straight to her head. For others to look up at her with admiration and awe due to her own power is ecstasy.
Dislikes
Gossip || Gossip is one thing she has had more than her fair share of, and as far as she's concerned, she doesn't need anymore. Why talk about how pathetic someone else's life is when your own is just as bad?
Small Talk || After being forced to do so much of it all her life, Wendy is a master of the small talk and therefore hates it with a passion. If she wants to have a conversation, she wants it to be interesting and something she won't forget 2 seconds later.
Being Helpless/Relying on others || It stems from her love of power, Wendy sees reliance on others as an admittance to her weaknesses and of she hates anything, it's being weak and helpless.
Snobs || Being around Snobs since a young age, Wendy is pretty used to them, but god are they annoying. Only concerned with money, titles and power, not the type of crowd she wants to hang out with. Despite her love of power, Wendy sees snobs as leeches who only claim the power of their parents for protection and do not work for their own power.
Pleasantries || Same as small talk really, don't waffle around just get to them point.
Pity || Wendy sees pity as someone looking down on her, and she feels an immediate need to contractor that fact, that she is actually better than them. She will try to do this however she can, even if it endangers her life, as long as they don't look at her with pity.
Distinct Markings
Tattoo || When Wendy was 17, she got a white wolf tatto on her back so as to represent the tundra, her new home.
Piercings: Left and right || Though her mother hates the fact that Wendy got her ears pierced so many times, as it's undignified, she got a new piercing every time she took down a stronger opponent.
Scars || Wendy has had many fights and her body in marred with scars because of it, they are her battle wounds and her body is the paper on which these scars tell her story.
A Little More Personal
Personality
Wendy has an interesting character as she leads a double life where her personality changes depending on which parent she is currently with.
When she is in Division 6, with strangers and anyone who might knew her because of her family, Wendy becomes very quiet and docile. She isn't shy but she will only talk when spoken to and is very obedient, she can easily make small talk and knows all the proper pleasantries that are required at a formal social event. She knows when and when not to laugh, how to participate in local gossip without being rude and knows exactly how to behave in public, appearing to be the absolute perfect daughter to her mothers friends, just the way her mother wants it. This is the fake personality Wendy put up when she is around people, everyone is greeted with this face except her father who was able to bring Wendy's real personality into the light.
When Wendy is finally alone and sitting up on the tundra, surrounded by nothing but glistening snow and silent animals, she reveals her true personality. Wendy is confident and independent, never relying on others and always taking everything into her own hands, whether that be decisions or consequences she will accept them all. She is never one to willingly go look for help from another unless she perceives it to be unavoidable and extremely important, otherwise she will find a way to complete the task alone and with her own power and abilities.
She has become power hungry over the years, however this does not mean she desires the world to bend at their knees for her, quite the contrary in fact. Wendy likes power because it insures that she herself won't ever have to bend her knee for another as she is not that weak.
Wendy does have a certain confidence in herself, not one that allows her to dance around a room in a monkey suit and still look cool, but a type of confidence that allows her to shoot at an ally, know she will miss and hit the enemy standing a few mm behind. Her hand never shakes as she knows that whatever she does it's her choice, and for her, it's the right choice as she was the one who made it. When Wendy has made up her mind she can pull of whatever she wants with confidence as she doesn't care what others say about her or her actions.
Wendy isn't afraid to do things for her cause, if she believes in what she is doing than nothing can stop her which is how she was able to manage becoming a completely different person every time she went home to her mother as it insured she would be allowed to return to her father. Wendy's grim faced determination, hard work and sheer willpower have pulled her a long way in life and have allowed her to become what she is today. If there is something she said she would do than she will do it until it is finished to her satisfaction. When faced with hard decisions, Wendy will choice the answer she believes to be right and stick with it until the end or proven otherwise as she does not believe in doing something half heartedly, no matter if it's good or bad, Wendy will complete the task to the best of her abilities and face the day after with no regrets.
We all have a story to tell
History
Born into an already split family, Wendy grew up with her mother and step father in division 6, the richest division after division 7s fall. She was raised by nannies and maids who looked after her and the mansion that she lived in. Her step father was always at work and hardly returned home and her mother was always out socialising with the upper class women of division 6, going to balls and tea parties where she would gossip and show off her wealth with the new cloths she bought every single day.
When Wendy reached the age of 11, her mother suddenly took an interest in her life and began to take her out shopping and to social events. She was often dragged around and dressed up, the shipped off where she was forced to socialise with other girls her age, who took after their mother, and were as stuck up and spoilt as any rich girl could be. Wendy hated it, but she followed her mothers orders and went along with what she said so as to please the women she called her 'mother'.
When she turned 15, Wendy's father came back into her life. Her step fathers business was having some difficulties and it was decided that Wendy would go and stay with her father for a while so that no one in the division would find out about the family's financial problems. Living in the cold tundra to the west, Wendy met her real father among the cold ice of the harsh winters. He was a kind man in his own special way, though at first he appeared big and emotionless dressed in the skin of animals with long wild hair covered in fallen snow that clung to the frizzy hair, once Wendy got to know the man she began to see his kind nature which he hide so very well.
For those long months Wendy spent in the tundra, away from modern luxuries of division 6, Wendy learnt to survive against the cold wilds. She learnt how to track, kill and skin an animal; she learnt how to build fires in near impossible conditions; She was taught about plants and animals; how to creat cloths from animal hid as well as mend old clothing.
Wendy learnt how to survive underneath her father and she learnt fast.
When it was finally time to return to division 6, Wendy was a different person, more confident, independent and proud than when she had left. Her mother had no idea what to do and when Wendy said she wanted to return to the tundra, her mother threatened to keep her locked away in the mansion for as long as she lived if she did not return to her obedient daughter. She was returned to her father for 1 month with the condition she returned to the girl that had left division 6 all those months ago.
That was when she began her second life. When in division 6, Wendy became obedient, polite and respectful. She would make small talk with the nobles, laugh at all the pompous rich boy's jokes and listen quietly as the rich material girls gossiped about stupid and worthless things. It was her hell but she put on a sweet smile.
When released back into the tundra for 3 months every year, Wendy was able to let go and become with the wildness that existed in the cold white landscape and the old wooden cabin of her father.
Wendy is now 20, and this arrangement hasn't changed for 5 years.
Theme Song
Double Life || Styx
In the dark so all alone
Slowly reach for the telephone
A message waits just for you
A secret place, another rendezvous
It's not always honesty
That is the best policy
But little lies can give you away
Though you'll deny it if they say maybe you're just
Leading a double life
Friends in the daytime, strangers at night
Leading a double life
Can it be wrong when you know that it's right?
The other side of the berlin wall is
Not far enough to avoid the call
Somebody knows, somebody's seen
Somebody knows right where you've been
And that you're just
Leading a double life
Friends in the daytime, strangers at night
Leading a double life
Can it be wrong when you know that it's right?
Nowhere to hide, though we both might try
I'm schizophrenic, and so am i
Double life, a double life, a masquerade
You know we all live a masquerade
I know you're out there!
Leading a double life
Friends in the daytime, strangers at night
Leading a double life
Can it be wrong when you know that it's right?
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