MCHALE, barbie jennifer

[barbie jennifer mchale]

, barbie JENNIFER mchale

you're a train wreck, but i wouldn't love you if you changed

Hello my name is Kaitlyn. I've been inhabiting this planet for sixteen years. Out of those years, I've dedicated two years to the game. Nathaniel, Harry and Bambi are my other brain children. I came to know about The Dollhouse from Created it. Wanna know a secret? admin edit.

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ALL THE SAME
i don't want mudslinging games
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, full name: Barbie Jennifer McHale
, nicknames: Man-Eater
, age: Seventeen
, birthday: July 17 1992
, gender: Female
, grade: Senior
, occupation: --
, sexuality: Heterosexual
, member group: Villain

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IT'S SUCH A SHAME
to let you walk away

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, hair colour: Dark Brown - black
, eye colour: Deep brown
, weight: 115
, height: 5'7"
, distinguishing features: Barbie doesn't have many distinguishing features as she likes to keep herself from being discovered in anyway, however on her left hip she has a small tattoo of a black star which has been engulfed by gorgeous blue flames.
, personal style: Barbie's style is simple and very modern. She enjoys wearing tight jeans and shirts that show off her curvy figure, she also enjoys wearing a good heel once in a while, but prefers the comfort of her converse.

, costume: Unlike most Super Villain costumes, Man-Eater tends to wear a similar style to Barbie. Her costume consists of a simple pair of black skinny jeans, a black fringe tank, a black leather jacket decorated with zippers with black boots that have a similar design to them. Man-Eater usually has her hair pulled back into two identical pony-tails, and a set of black bangles on her left wrist. She also keeps a black switch-blade in her pocket which she uses to kill her victim before she has her meal. Despite her power, Man-Eater sports a red and black eye mask to hide her identity even if she's posing as someone else.

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IS THERE A CHANCE?
a fragment of light at the end of the tunnel?

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, likes: Flesh, blood, hunting, being alone, humming, singing, The exhilarating feeling she gets when she shifts, Forest, chocolate, shoes.
, dislikes: Rain, large clouds, skittles, fruit, humans, other super humans, rap music, cold weather, 'chick flicks', police.
, strengths: Hunting, carving, cooking, school, cleaning.
, weaknesses: Blood, flesh, human interaction, good-looking guys, hunting.
, quirks: Biting her lower lip, humming.
, goals: Graduate, get married, have kids.

, personality:

Barbie really has a typical serial killer personality; child-like, secretive, playful and skilled. Though she didn't start killing until she was turned, but the accident permanently changed her. Not just physically, but mentally and emotionally as well.

Despite her looks, Barbie is a little insane. No one knows what exactly caused her to be the way she is, maybe it was the accident , maybe not; either way it has turned her into a murderous freak of nature as some would put it. She enjoys playing with peoples minds and manipulating them into doing what she wants. She is also quite fond of hunting and feeding on other species; especially human.

When it comes to regular human interaction, Barbie isn't very good. She'd rather stay at home talking either to herself. Barbie isn't necessarily shy, nor is she outgoing, she just is the type of person who likes her space and chooses not to interact with others, no matter the species.

, super powers:

(villains and heroes only, one paragraph [6-8 sentences])

, family: • Joseph Santiago McHale- 44 - Father
• Rosanna Kathrine (Grey) McHale- 42 - Nurse - Mother
• Chelsea Trudy McHale - 20 - Shop Keeper - Sister
• Jinette Karla McHale - 18 - Works with Chelsea - Half Blood - Sister
• Andrea Jean McHale - 10 - Elementry School Student - Sister
• Sarah Elizabeth Grey - 65 - Retired - Grandmother
• George Karl Grey - 64 - Retired - Grandfather
, history:

The summer sun shone bright over the most famous city in the united states. Rosanna lay in her hospital bed, her hair pulled back and full of sweat. Her breathing was labored as she held a new baby girl in her arms. Her name: Barbie Jennifer McHale.

Barbie grew up a normal child. She was care-free, outgoing, playful, and everyone loved her. Growing up in Los Angeles, Barbie had a great love of movies. Whenever she would see a trailer for a movie she liked she would ask her mom if they could go see it, and her mother would always agree.

School was a bore for Barbie. She didn't necessarily hate it, but she wasn't very fond. Barbie was a smart girl and picked up on all of the concepts very easily. Teachers thought about bumping the young girl up a grade, but decided against it by the wishes of her parents. By the age of nine Barbie was reading books like Anne Rice and other adult level books.

It was early in her teens that Barbie had gotten her first boyfriend. He was seventeen while she was only thirteen, but she didn't care. His name: Demetri Romano. One night Demetri had taken Barbie to a party where he had gotten quite drunk. He'd offered Barbie several drink, but denied everyone. Around 2 Am Demetri decided that it was time to go. Both Barbie and Demetri had gotten into the car that night; Demetri at the wheel. What had happened is only complete logic.

The crash was life altering really. For the first several weeks afterward, Barbie was in a coma. Her brain was active, but it took many surgeries before she was stable. When she awoke, Rosanna knew that there was something different with her daughter. She was more aggressive, giggly, and was found with blood on her hands one day after hanging out with some friends.

It was also during the days where Barbie was truly discovering herself that she found something she didn't believe to be true. She'd woken up one morning, but when she looked at herself in the mirror, she wasn't herself. Well, on the inside she was herself, but on the outside she looked... Different. Like she was a completely different person. Barbie closed her eyes and hoped it was all a dream, but when she opened her eyes she was herself again. Snow white skin, and chocolate eyes. She shrugged it off at first, but it was much later that she discovered her true power of shape shifting and was soon able to shift on will.

At fifteen, Rosanna decided that it would be good for Barbie to move down to Ohio and live with her grandmother and maybe get her back to normal.

Now barbie lives with her grandmother and attends the boarding school in the area. She continues to stay out late at night and prefers to be by herself alone rather than make new friends. The death count in the small town has also gone up since her arrival.

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A REASON TO FIGHT?
is there a chance you may change your mind?

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Wind whistled through the crack under her window as it blew throughout the town. She was in the kitchen yet again, on her hands an knees scrubbing hard at the tile floors. Her hair was pulled back into a messy pony tail, the clothes she wore seemed worn and ratty; far from what her usual attire consisted of. Cleaning the last corner of the kitchen floor, Nick smiled as she stood up and admired her work for the third time that day. The sound of hard-sole dress shoes walking down the hall gained her attention and looked up. In the doorway stood one of two of her adopted fathers.

"Papi, stay right there." She said holding her hand up. I just finished washing the floor again. If ya wanna come in, please take off your shoes." Nick sighed noting that she needed to breathe. She looked down at the spotless floor and slowly made her way over to where her father stood at the entrance to the kitchen. Upon reaching him, she engulfed the older man in a hug before pulling back. She looked up at Mitchel and smiled. "Hey there." She said. Mitchel chuckled and hugged - what he considered - his daughter back. 'Hello Nicky.'

Nick pulled back from Mitchel and kissed kissed his cheek. "I gotta go get ready, but remember. No shoes in the kitchen." She said before darting from her spot in front of the kitchen to the bathroom that was attached to her room. She was planning on going to Liquid Blue that night. Just to hang out and have a bit of fun. Just a night where she didn't have to worry about anything but enjoying herself. Of course she would clean the house that night as she always did before going to bed, but for now she just needed to unwind and relax.

It took no more than twenty minutes for Nick to shower and fix her hair and make-up before she ventured to her closet to find something to wear. It wasn't long before she decided on a pair of white skinny jeans, black sequined top, leopard print cardigan, and her black ankle boots with chains. She dressed quickly and grabbed her jacket and phone. She quickly said goodbye to Mitchel and Zac before running out the door.

The walk through the snowy streets of Ocean Shores was soothing. She was very calm and actually quite nice as far as she could tell. Upon spotting the forest, a mischievous smile appeared on her face. She ventured from the path that she was following, and into the forest. She walked through the forest, just enjoying the view and listening to the sounds of nature. The sight that she saw next didn't exactly shock her, but it ruined the nice walk that she was having.

There on a log several yards in front of her she saw a guy. He looked around the same age as she was, and actually kind of good-looking, but what he was doing sickened her. In his hand was a beer and a cigarette; she just wanted to throw up from the sight. Taking a deep breath and holding back the bile that was creeping up her throat, Nick walked up to the guy.

"Y'know, those things'll kill you." She said standing in front of him, her hands on his hips. It really wasn't the best way to start a conversation, but she thought it was fine.

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OR ARE WE JUST
ashes and wine

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