Skylar 2.0Player Name
: LimitlessNikkieCharacter Name
: Skylar Genovese Age
: FemaleSexual Orientation
: Doctor, Surgeon.Magical Talent
: Human Voodoo Doll (Developing personal healing ability)Former Occupation
: Mob Enforcer and Investigator (Cover Job Surgeon)Skills
: Surgical training, MD training, Kick boxing, knife (scalpel) Skills, Appearance:
A natural brunette near black haired vixen Skylar is extremely fit with a well toned body crafted by an active life style. A gorgeous blend of Mexican and Italian heritage she had a golden complexion, sculpted features, high cheek bones and stunning hazel eyes. At five seven she'd not the tallest around but with her slender build and habit of wearing very tall heals she often appears taller then she is. Personality
: Skylar is a rather cold distant person with a hell of a mean streak through her. She can play caring for short periods of time but often she is short with people with little tolerance for incompetence nor mistakes. She requires perfection from herself and expects it of everyone around her. She reveals next to nothing about herself to others and seems to have little interest in getting close to anyone but others often feel those hazel eyes of hers on their back as she watches everything, everyone around her. Conversations with her are often short and stilted because unless you manage to capture her interest she seems to have very little desire to converse with anyone. Background
: Skylar was born into what looked on the surface to be a rather prestigious Italian family in Los Vegas. Her father worked in one of the larger Casinos on the Vegas strip and her mother was a glorified trophy wife hosting charity dinners and striving to stay relevant in the social circles her husband seemed to care little for. But this whole appearance, their whole apparent life style was merely lip service, a veneer for what was really going on behind closed doors.
But lets go back a little further shall we and really get to know our girl. From the day Skylar was born she was special. At first no one was quite sure what was wrong with the little baby girl that the full head of dark hair and the wide inquisitive eyes all they knew was something was wrong, she didn't react right. She never screamed, not when she was hungry, not when they poked her with needles, not when she was swaddled too tight. She never screamed.
Days in the hospital and countless tests, scans, blood work, repetition on repetitions and finally someone had an answer. Congenital Insensitivity to Pain. Often abbreviated CIP, Congenital Insensitivity to Pain is a very rare genetic disorder that causes the person to be completely immune to the sensation of pain. Sounds like a blessing doesn't it?
Skylar never cried because she did not feel hunger pains that should have plagued her, she didn't feel the pain of the needle puncturing her skin only the pressure, the slight tugging of the needle. She didn't feel all the little pains that in others is just a daily part of life.
Growing up she was constantly running into problems, she broke teeth and bones, was always covered in bruises. UP until the age of thirteen her parents weren't sure she'd survive. Every other week she seemed to get hurt and it was another cast, another set of stitches, another trip to the dentist. She was an active, willful, hard headed child, it was impossible to keep her contained.
At thirteen though she slowed down more out of circumstances then desire. Her mom died. She ran her car off the road and hit a tree while trying to drive home after having a few too many cocktails. Skylar and her Mother had always been at odds, strong personalities have a way of clashing but her mothers death changed her life and left her a sober and withdrawn child.
To this point Skylar never knew her family was any different then any other. She had a large extended family that closed in around them like a warm blanket after the death of her mother and her grandfather drew very close. He seemed to take an great deal of interest in his sons only child, the girl who couldn't feel pain. He was the one who started mentoring her.
Papa as she called him got her into kick boxing and encouraged her to excel in school. Slowly he started showing her that he and her father were not all they appeared. He was so slow so easy about it that often Skylar guessed what he was leading up to before he even said it and it lessened the shock.By sixteen she understood that her family didn't make it's vast empire by abiding by the law. She understood that her grandfather, Papa was more then just the master of her family, he was the master, he was what others like to dramatically call the God-Father and she'd been born the only daughter the under-boss of the Vegas Mafia.
By then she was being fully groomed. She was taught the ins and outs of the business and they were making plans for her. Graduating early at seventeen she attended pre med at Stanford before taking the full MD program to become a doctor. It may have seemed a strange avenue to send the girls down. What possible use could a mob boss have for a hot shot doctor, a most gruesome one in fact.
Skylar returned fully to the fold at twenty six strait out of med school with a specialty as a surgeon and pap made use of her right away. she became the go to for all injured family but even now Papa was still molding young Skylar. The young girl lacked much compassion unable to feel pain left her with little compassion for other pain and Papa saw that in her. It was in that he saw her greatest attribute.
Soon he started bringing her people that didn't want to talk, didn't want to tell them things. At first she just drugged them and would interrogate them for long hours, deny them water and sleep, stress their bodies but the more and more she did it the more and more brutal her practices became until her very name among them, The Knife, became something to be feared. No one wanted to go under her knife.
As her core goodness degraded Skylar became more and more unstable and hard to manage. She took too guns often carrying on tucked into the small of her back and she was picked up a habit of snorting cocaine. She was spiraling, coming down after a couple days of hard partying on the strip when she fall asleep half drunk in the back of a cab on the way home. She awake in a bed and lifting her head she found a sight she'd never seen before in front of her eyes.
At first she thought she'd been kidnapped. But the more she looked around the less sense that made. Who lived in places like this anymore??? Soon she found herself among others who were just as confused as she was. She realized she'd been thrown bodily into someplace completely alien and as unbelievable as it seemed there seemed to be no way to get back.
With no one recognizing her Skylar immediately concealed her nature. To them she was a doctor. She hid the gun she'd woken up with under her mattress and the knife and scalpel from her boot right along with it. She concealed her true nature but there was no changing her character nor how she looked at the world. she was always watching the others looking for weakness a way to get over on people and assume control like she'd once had. One doesn't become surgeon and a Consigliere in the mafia without a great deal of ambition. Family
: Vincent Genovese (papa), Anthony Genovese (Father) Both Still back home.Important Equipment
: Skylar woke up wearing a pair of fitted slacks, six inch black louis vuitton heals, a tailored white wide collared blouse and a fitted suit jacket. She wore a slender necklace of platinum with a two caret diamond hanging from it, diamond earrings and a slender silver ring with her family name engraved on it. Tucked into the small of her back a snubbed barreled .357 Magnum revolver. In her purse, her wallet about two hundred dollars in cash, her identification, some make up (a travel kit) and a case of surgical scalpels. Strapped to her calf was a small dagger.