park that car, drop that phone

Out of Character Information
Name: Britt
Contact: unpracticalhearts@gmail.com
Current Characters: N/A
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In-Character Information
Name: Kirby Reed
Series: Scream 4
Canon-Point: After she's stabbed in the gut
History: I could trivia your ass under the table.
Personality: Kirby is a very sassy young woman. She tells it like it is and is very blunt. Her morals aren't entirely all there, as she enjoys underaged drinking and the occasional blunt, but she knows what not to do- AKA kill people for fun or stab your friends in the back (or front).

While not a tomboy to the extreme, she used to be one, listening to death metal and wrapping herself up in the world of horror movies. It was a good life, and then she got older and changed her style to alternative and sexy. She knows everything about pop culture and horror movies, and can be described as a nerdy film geekgirl. Kirby has a sexy side, which she uses to her advantage at times to her own amusement.

Kirby is not a delicate little flower. It takes a lot to bring her down. She's a strong, independent young woman who can keep a level head in tough situations, such as the masked killer killing off her friends. Granted, it isn't too much of a level head, but she was a lot calmer than the rest of her friends. She can take care of herself and she isn't the type to throw her friends under the bus for her own good.
Powers: N/A
Starter Pokemon: Ditto
Writing Samples
First-Person Sample: So, this is the after-life, huh? [ Kirby doesn't sound very amused. ]

I gotta say, this beats going through the gates of hell or a thousand years of plucking the devil's back hair. I feel like I deserve a little vacation after getting stabbed in the stomach, you know?

Well, I guess you wouldn't. Unless your life is like some crazy horror movie, too. In which case, hit me up. We can make a club that meets every Thursday.

Oh, and this glob of goo that's following me? Anybody who wants it can have it. It's starting to freak me out with its blank stare.
Third-Person Sample: Leaving the city seemed useless. Everything she needed was here, for the most part. Friends weren't, but she could survive without them. She had her entire after-life to make friends. The little pink staring goo-thing could keep her company until even she couldn't get amused by it any longer.

Going back home didn't seem like a very promising option. She was more than likely dead after what had occurred, and she didn't want to risk being alive again (more or less) to find out if that was true or not. Everything was cheaper here, and the jobs paid better. There weren't any good movies or really anything pop-culture-esque aside from the "Musicals" in the city daily, but she could entertain herself.

The only bad thing about this place (or one of them) was the booze. Drinking hadn't been the only thing on her mind back home, but here were there was literally nothing else left to do, she decided why not test out the local drinks. She'd rather drink that out-dated TAB drink than drink what passed as 'alcohol' in the so-called bars in this city. She wasn't desperate enough to go out searching for another city, either, and dealing with it was just fine with her.

Kirby stared out at the city from the Ferris Wheel. The battles were pointless- she always lost- but at least she got a somewhat free ride out of it. She ignored the person she was sitting next to, a girl chattering on about her love life or something equally less important in Kirby's life. She was surprised she hadn't cracked and taken a gun to everyone's head in the city (if there were even guns here). Everyone was so talkative and upbeat and stupidly naive.