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  <title>I saw you eat some dude&apos;s face...</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Oct 2012 06:06:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>kore app - complete</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Player information]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Player Name:&lt;/b&gt; Blissy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Age:&lt;/b&gt; 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E-mail:&lt;/b&gt; dustbymonday@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other characters played at Cape Kore:&lt;/b&gt; N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Character information]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name:&lt;/b&gt; Kenzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Canon:&lt;/b&gt; Lost Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Canon Point:&lt;/b&gt; Season 2, Episode 22, just before the group encounters the Garuda (searching the building)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Age:&lt;/b&gt; 22 (presumably)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Appearance:&lt;/b&gt; Kenzi is your typical goth chick with a pale complexion, too much eyeliner and a very dark wardrobe. She stands at 5&amp;#39;4&amp;quot;, constantly wearing heels to make up for her vertically challenged state. She has long, black hair that falls to about mid-back and her eyes are a very light blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltccccODUW1qmlj7xo1_1280.jpg%22&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Reference pic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Inventory:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Episode 22 outfit (Jacket, top, pants, boots, corset, blonde extensions)&lt;br /&gt;- (one) Crossbow&lt;br /&gt;- (fifteen) bolts for said crossbow&lt;br /&gt;- (one) knife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Abilities:&lt;/b&gt; Kenzi has no powers, but she does have a few abilities. She&amp;#39;s a skilled pick pocket that can swipe a watch off a man&amp;#39;s wrist while holding a casual conversation with him. Her sticky fingers tend to lift things out of habit more than need, and her cons have fooled many. She&amp;#39;s also an excellent liar ... to strangers. Her friends can usually tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season 2 sees Kenzi gain some epic battle skills. She is familiar with a variety of medieval weapons, mostly because they&amp;#39;re just constantly lying around the house and she gets incredibly bored. She&amp;#39;s a pretty good shot and has been seen using a gun (rarely) and more recently a crossbow (that Bo wouldn&amp;#39;t let her touch just a little while ago). Her weapon of choices is a katana, but she&amp;#39;ll settle for anything she can use to slice and/or hit people with. As far as unarmed combat, we know that she&amp;#39;s a scrapper and can easily take on human females at her level. She knows how to throw a punch, but up against someone bigger and stronger than her, she&amp;#39;s useless without a weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&amp;#39;s also fluent in Russian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;History:&lt;/b&gt; Kenzi left home at a very early age and little is known about her home life. What we do know is that her step-father was abusive and overly strict. He used to lock her in the closet and she was scared of him enough to nearly invoke an ancient fae called Baba Yaga, but she never finished the ritual. She finally gave her mother a choice and her mother chose her step-father. So Kenzi ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grew up on the streets, occasionally getting help from extended family but mostly surviving off whatever she could get her hands on. She learned to steal, lie, cheat, and charm her way to a decent meal and a safe place to sleep. One night, while she&amp;#39;s picking pockets in a hotel bar, she runs into a bit of trouble after one of her targets spikes her drink and follows her to the elevator. Bo, a succubus, sees the whole thing take place and follows the pair. She gets on the elevator and sucks the would-be predator&amp;#39;s life force right out of him before scooping up Kenzi and taking her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo and Kenzi end up talking and Kenzi learns that Bo has no idea who she is or why she can do what she does. Kenzi doesn&amp;#39;t seem all that bothered by it. Unknown to them, they were being watched since the incident at the hotel. Bo gets taken by light fae and Kenzi follows, saving her life by stumbling onto some ancient fae ritual. Bo finally learns what she is and Kenzi decides to help her out. They become roommates and even start a private investigation business that caters to fae and humans alike. From there, they go on &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Lost_Girl_episodes&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;many adventures&lt;/a&gt; and kick a lot of magical butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenzi comes from the last episode in season 2, right before they encounter the Garuda. Kenzi, along with Bo and Lauren, are exploring an abandoned mental hospital when they get ambushed by the Garuda&amp;#39;s berserkers. Bo takes out two of them, but one goes after Lauren. Kenzi expertly shoots him in the back of the head with her crossbow, saving Lauren&amp;#39;s life and looking just a little bit shaken after taking a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Personality:&lt;/b&gt; Kenzi is a fast-talking, street-smart, money-hungry survivor. Hardened from life on the streets, she is one tough little spitfire. She&amp;#39;s courageous and speaks her mind whether you want to hear it or not. There is no filter for Kenzi, she&amp;#39;s very in your face and almost crude in her mannerisms and language. She&amp;#39;s not afraid to pick up a weapon and take on a threat even if she a snowball&amp;#39;s chance in hell against them. At times, her bravery gives way to recklessness and her attitude gets her in trouble. Kenzi doesn&amp;#39;t care what anyone thinks of her and does whatever the hell she wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the surface, Kenzi can be seen as insensitive, uncaring, and sarcastic, but when she really loves someone, like Bo or Trick, she cares deeply. She is fiercely loyal and has her friends&amp;#39; backs no matter what. She would do anything for someone close to her, even if it means risking her life or doing something really illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, she&amp;#39;d probably do something illegal anyway. Kenzi isn&amp;#39;t a big fan of rules or laws or authority. She does what she needs to do to survive and that, more often than not, involves taking somebody&amp;#39;s money. Money and security are the two most important things to Kenzi other than Bo. Everything she does is to get money with as little effort as possible on her part. This usually involves preying on some poor sap that falls for her made up sob story and good looks. She is a great liar, even if she hates to be lied to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, she can get jealous of Bo and the attention the succubus gets, but she understands why and is typically used to dealing with it. When everyone&amp;#39;s eyes are on Bo, Kenzi can take in a lot more information without people noticing. She sees a lot more than anyone realizes and is always ready to use this information to her advantage. Sometimes it&amp;#39;s hard, and she can get a little starved for attention, but she&amp;#39;s only raised this concern to Bo once and she usually just rolls with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone so constantly hyper and energetic, Kenzi is pretty lazy. She doesn&amp;#39;t clean, she can barely cook, and she lives on sugary cereal. She is totally okay with living in a pig sty if it means she doesn&amp;#39;t have to do the dishes. Only with constant nagging from Bo will she ever do chores. Playing video games is clearly a much better use of her time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, she&amp;#39;s had a pretty hard life despite her youth and knows a lot of pain. She is really good at hiding it and bouncing back from traumatic events. She can do a pretty good job of keeping her cool in a tense situation and has gotten used to weird and crazy. It&amp;#39;s rare that anything freaks her out after meeting Bo and learning about the fae. She rarely ever cries when people are around her and is usually the emotional rock for the people she cares about. She&amp;#39;s wise beyond her years and insanely childish and immature at the exact same time. Basically, Kenzi is too damn smart to be predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Samples]&lt;/b&gt; (Linking or copying posts from another game or PSL is completely fine.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;First Person:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://hewaitsdreaming.livejournal.com/121606.html?thread=8067846&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Sample is here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Third Person:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://laevsilaufeyson.livejournal.com/2346.html?thread=12330#t12330&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Sample is here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anything Else?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Sep 2012 02:17:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>For theshield_agent</title>
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  <description>&amp;quot;Okay, so I just put this on and everything goes all Haley Joel Osment, I see dead people, Bruce willis pops up outta nowhere?&amp;quot; Kenzi &amp;nbsp;asked, holding a familiar-looking amulet up to catch the amber glow of the lamps in Trick&amp;#39;s study.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Supposedly.&amp;quot; Trick shrugged and put the wooden box back on a shelf, heading for the door. Kenzi narrowed her eyes, head tilted slightly, &amp;quot;You&amp;#39;ve never used it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bartender/Blood King shook his head. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t need that amulet to be plagued by ghosts, Kenzi. I&amp;#39;m haunted with enough guilt as it is. Take it off if things start to get out of hand. I&amp;#39;ll be upstairs if you need me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She waved him off and continued to stare at the amulet. It wasn&amp;#39;t identical to the one Phil had used in Arkham, but it was pretty damn similar. She wasn&amp;#39;t sure how this was going to work. If she put it on, would it be calm and relaxed like having coffee with an old friend? Or would it be totally fucked up like Fatal Frame or Resident Evil? Would she even be able to see anyone she knew? Or would she only see the ghosts that died around here? ... Would the ghosts of the people she&amp;#39;d met at Arkham even exists now? Would they remember her?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Come on, Kenz. Stop being a total pussy.&amp;quot; She shook her hands out and took a deep breath before slipping the amulet over her head. Cautiously, she looked around the room. How the hell was she supposed to know if it was working or not?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2012 00:23:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Should have left when I had the chance. </title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://takethegamble.livejournal.com/1581.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Just can&amp;#39;t get away. Partners in crime.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With // &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;takethegamble&quot; lj:user=&quot;takethegamble&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://takethegamble.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://takethegamble.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;takethegamble&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <category>char: brian gamble</category>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2012 03:23:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>For beenunmade</title>
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  <description>Two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks of her friends telling her she had never left. Two weeks of Bo giving her looks ranging from concern to pity. Two weeks of Lauren offering check ups at the compound in the least subtle way imagineable. She wasn&amp;#39;t crazy. It had totally happened. You don&amp;#39;t just have an eight-month-long dream with that much detail and imagine all those people. It&amp;#39;s not possible. You&amp;#39;d think with the fact that one of them has a magical vadge, one turns into a wolf, and one can sing loud enough to burst brains that this entire thing would be a little more freakin&amp;#39; believable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she had no proof. Nothing at all.&amp;nbsp;So eventually, she just stopped trying to get them to believe her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo was still worried. She always worried. She&amp;#39;d taken Dyson with her on their latest case while Kenzi was left at home. To &amp;#39;research&amp;#39;. For her own safety. Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might have only been around six pm, but that was no excuse to waste good booze. Might as well do a few shots while looking through various, and formerly encrypted, police databases. She always managed to reserch shit better with a buzz, anyway.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2012 16:54:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>For takethegamble</title>
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  <description>L.A. is not what Kenzi expected. It&amp;#39;s just a brighter, slightly smoggier version of Toronto and she was kicking herself for agreeing to this. The bars were just as seedy and the streets were just as dangerous, but Pavel said the job he was running was solid and she should come down for a while. Spend time with him. Make some extra cash while crashing on his dime because what&amp;#39;s family for? Gotta look out for each other. Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She owed him and she knew it. He obviously needed her for something and that&amp;#39;s why she was stuck in this piece-of-crap dive lifting wallets, hustling pool, and keeping an eye out for her idiot cousin. They were in the corner, meeting shady-as-fuck contacts that couldn&amp;#39;t be anymore obviously bad news if they&amp;#39;d tattooed MOBSTERS on their fucking foreheads. But she sucks it up, stays out of it, she knows the drill. Don&amp;#39;t talk to the big bads, don&amp;#39;t get directly involved in the negotiations, and don&amp;#39;t steal from anyone who hasn&amp;#39;t had at least two beers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lining up her shot, she leans over the table. &amp;quot;Sorry, boys.&amp;quot; The cue hits the ball, the ball knocks against the sides of the table, and Kenzi wins herself a tidy little sum, straightening with a sly smile. &amp;quot;Cough up the cash. Better luck next time. Awwwh, don&amp;#39;t cry, sweetiepie, you&amp;#39;re still totally manly. I &lt;i&gt;promise&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her gaze drifts back over to Pavel and his boys as she collects her winnings. Just one job and she could go back home with a nice chunk of change.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2012 03:48:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Permissions Post // HWD edition</title>
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  <description>Back home, Kenzi is a skilled thief. Her sticky fingers taking things that don&amp;#39;t belong to her have become habit due to living on the streets and stealing to survive. She can lift your wallet, your watch, and your very beautiful necklace without you ever feeling a thing... IF you&amp;#39;re a normal human. Superhuman characters might have an advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would kindly fill out this lovely little form, we can see where she stands and how safe your stuff is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Are you okay with Kenzi stealing/attempting to steal something at some point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you have any special skills/abilities that would prevent any pickpocketing or catch her in the act?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What kinds of items are you okay with her taking?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2012 07:56:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Application --- HWD</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;✢ The Player&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Player Name&lt;/b&gt;: Blissy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Age&lt;/b&gt;: 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LJ&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;saint_bliss&quot; lj:user=&quot;saint_bliss&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://saint-bliss.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://saint-bliss.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;saint_bliss&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AIM / MSN / Y!M&lt;/b&gt;: AIM = erebuskiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E-mail&lt;/b&gt;: dustbymonday@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other Characters&lt;/b&gt;: N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;✢ The Character&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Character Name&lt;/b&gt;: Kenzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Lost Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Canon Point&lt;/b&gt;: s2 ep6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Age&lt;/b&gt;: 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Appearance&lt;/b&gt;: Kenzi is an incredibly smallish female, standing at 5&amp;#39;4&amp;quot;. She has a very slender frame, pale skin, and black hair that falls to the middle of her back with ever-present bangs. Her eyes are a silver/blue colour and her clothing choices tend to scream GOTHIC and covered up. She&amp;#39;s forever in heels to make up for her short stature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.tumblr.com/photo/1280/15168613478/1/tumblr_lx55eaosYM1r1ckk2&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;[Reference pic]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Abilities / Powers&lt;/b&gt;: Kenzi has no powers, but she does have a few abilities. She&amp;#39;s a skilled pick pocket that can swipe a watch off a man&amp;#39;s wrist while holding a casual conversation with him. Her sticky fingers tend to lift things due to habit more than need, and her cons have fooled many. She&amp;#39;s also an excellent liar ... to strangers. Her friends can usually tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as combat goes, she&amp;#39;s a decent shot and pretty okay with a ninja sword. She knows how to throw a punch, but there is little to no power behind it. Unarmed, she is useless in combat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Inventory&lt;/b&gt;: Her clothing (including a leather jacket), &amp;quot;ninja sword&amp;quot;, a knife, the throwing star she keeps in her boot, her purple iphone, and a stick of eyeliner. Never leave home without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Personality&lt;/b&gt;: Kenzi is a fast-talking, street-smart, money-hungry survivor. Hardened from life on the streets, she is one tough little spitfire. She&amp;#39;s courageous and speaks her mind whether you want to hear it or not. There is no filter for Kenzi, she&amp;#39;s very in your face and almost crude in her mannerisms and language. She&amp;#39;s not afraid to pick up a weapon and take on a threat even if she a snowball&amp;#39;s chance in hell against them. At times, her bravery gives way to recklessness and her attitude gets her in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the surface, Kenzi can be seen as insensitive, uncaring, and sarcastic, but when she really loves someone, like Bo or Trick, she cares deeply. She is fiercely loyal and has her friends&amp;#39; backs no matter what. She would do anything for someone close to her, even if it means risking her life or doing something really illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, she&amp;#39;d probably do something illegal anyway. Kenzi isn&amp;#39;t a big fan of rules or laws or authority. She does what she needs to do to survive and that, more often than not, involves taking somebody&amp;#39;s money. Money and security are the two most important things to Kenzi other than Bo. Everything she does is to get money with as little effort as possible on her part. This usually involves preying on some poor sap that falls for her made up sob story and good looks. She is a great liar, even if she hates to be lied to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone so constantly hyper and energetic, Kenzi is pretty lazy. She doesn&amp;#39;t clean, she can barely cook, and she lives on sugary cereal. She is totally okay with living in a pig sty if it means she doesn&amp;#39;t have to do the dishes. Only with constant nagging from Bo will she ever do chores. Playing video games is clearly a much better use of her time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, she&amp;#39;s had a pretty hard life despite her youth and knows a lot of pain. She is really good at hiding it and bouncing back from traumatic events. She can do a pretty good job of keeping her cool in a tense situation and has gotten used to weird and crazy. It&amp;#39;s rare that anything freaks her out after meeting Bo and learning about the fae. She rarely ever cries when people are around her and is usually the emotional rock for those around her. She&amp;#39;s wise beyond her years and insanely childish and immature at the exact same time. Basically, Kenzi is too damn smart to be predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;History&lt;/b&gt;: Kenzi left home at a very early age and little is known about her home life. What we do know is that her step-father was abusive and overly strict. He used to lock her in the closet and she was scared of him enough to nearly invoke an ancient fae called Baba Yaga, but she never finished the ritual. She finally gave her mother a choice and her mother chose her step-father. So Kenzi ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grew up on the streets, occasionally getting help from extended family but mostly surviving off whatever she could get her hands on. She learned to steal, lie, cheat, and charm her way to a decent meal and a safe place to sleep. One night, while she&amp;#39;s picking pockets in a hotel bar, she runs into a bit of trouble after one of her targets spikes her drink and follows her to the elevator. Bo, a succubus, sees the whole thing take place and follows the pair. She gets on the elevator and sucks the would-be predator&amp;#39;s life force right out of him before scooping up Kenzi and taking her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo and Kenzi end up talking and Kenzi learns that Bo has no idea who she is or why she can do what she does. Kenzi doesn&amp;#39;t seem all that bothered by it. Unknown to them, they were being watched since the incident at the hotel. Bo gets taken by light fae and Kenzi follows, saving her life by stumbling onto some ancient fae ritual. Bo finally learns what she is and Kenzi decides to help her out. They become roommates and even start a private investigation business that caters to fae and humans alike. From there, they go on &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Lost_Girl_episodes&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;many adventures&lt;/a&gt; and kick a lot of magical butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenzi comes from Season two, Episode six where they get a job from the leader of the dark fae, the Morrigan, and run into their old &amp;#39;friend&amp;#39; Vex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;First Person Sample&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;a href=&quot;http://a-facility.livejournal.com/3129795.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Link here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Third Person Sample&lt;/b&gt;: Cold, dark alleys are no place for an unchaperoned young lady, even one as tough and street smart as this one just happened to be. The creepy factor was already hitting the roof and the weird shit hadn&amp;rsquo;t even started yet. Kenzi leaned against the brick wall and stared at her phone. She was practically willing it to ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo was late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check-in time was ten minutes ago and Kenzi was starting to get a bit antsy. Not that she was scared or anything! Psh. Whatever. She could totally handle herself. It was Bo she was worried about. Fae weren&amp;rsquo;t known to play nice on a good day. Who knows what kind of B-movie, horror crap she was getting her succubASS into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Come ooooon. Come on! Just call already. Text. Something!&amp;rdquo; Stupid phone. Maybe it was broken. Maybe Bo had called four times and the signal was just a piece of shit! Maybe&amp;mdash;HOLY HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crash of garbage cans at the end of the alley cause Kenzi to jump. She pocketed the phone, reaching instead for the knife tucked into her belt. &amp;ldquo;Bo...?&amp;rdquo; She called out as she approached the source of the sound. No response. The knife was officially out and at the ready. As soon as this idiot showed himself, he&amp;rsquo;d get a shanking he&amp;rsquo;d never forget! Don&amp;rsquo;t even think about crossing the mighty Kenzi, you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alley Cat. Ha. She totally knew it was just a cat all along. It was SO obvious. So... totally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other&lt;/b&gt;: I re-used the third person sample from an app to another game, I hope that&amp;#39;s okay. I can redo it if it&amp;#39;s not acceptable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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