Well, that includes the new inner workings of Blogger (I keep accidentally writing blooger, lol) and the situation outside our home.
Sure, trumpster fire finally being doused is good, but I mean the goddamn virus.
Don't want to really go into stores, but have to, don't want to meet people, thankfully my things are always progressing slowly, so I can actually focus on things that matter to me. There are available jobs, but like hell I'm suitable for them and seriously, right now, I don't want to risk my health. I don't want even a regular cold, let alone THAT. So no thanks for meeting people. Besides, starting a couple of web courses on light entrepreneurship. Jesus what a monstrosity of a word. I could have signed up for more, but I have NaNoWriMo to win.
They kept hounding me to go and test out if I have ADHD and it's bothering me and giving me anger and anxiety. Anger for pressuring me to it and also making me doubt myself again, when I was finally actually feeling rather good. Anxiety over that it will destroy what I think of myself and making it even harder in this impossible situation to find a job. I just want to be left alone, I try to see if I can handle being a seller of jewelry and miniatures, while seeing is there anything simple enough in the job market for me to do.
For ages I've felt like I'm not good for anything and it bothers me like hell. Sure, I might take some things personally, but seriously. When you can land just few months of work every other year, it eats your credibility but also yourself. To me, wanting me to go there is an insult to what I am. Sure, I talk a mile a minute, but so does everyone in my family. I am sometimes restless, well who the fuck isn't? I can swap my attention really quickly, surely a talent. I can focus on what I want very intensely, so? Everyone does that on a subject they like. I find the requests to go to a test really insulting and degrading. Insulting to my person and degrading to my mental capacities. I'm me. Deal with it.
I haven't yet blasted it to everyone but I will be putting up a fight this time. I'm done doing shit I don't want and need because other people think it's good for me, when I know it isn't.
This song... it's called out to me for years. It still does. I've never fit in and these motherfuckers better buckle up because I'll be ME until the day I die.
I should probably beat the lyrics into my head and never forget them. Honestly. She hits a point with this and no wonder it has become sort of an anthem.
Yes, I'm not "normal" as the people with a black-and-white mindset would put it. I'm a fucking lesbian. I am rough, tomboyish and I have a truck license, I swear a lot, but if I'm called a truck-lesbian, I'm punching. Or kicking. I'm more... demisexual, I don't necessarily feel too attracted to other people, some celebs get my engines revving, for a couple of months until I'm just meh, they are good looking. I'd rather just write raunchy shite of them. =D That's what I do.
I'm not a simple person personality-wise. I think. How the hell should I know? I just exist, not thinking of myself much. Not many deem me irreplaceable. One person at least. That's all that matters to me, but outside our home, that's when it does matter who else thinks I'm too important to lose. I dunno how many think that way, nobody says it to my face really. At least according to my shoddy memory.
I'm not sure is the category right still, but since people just LOVE sticking labels to things... *shrug* Whatever floats yer boat.
That's when it curves to myself again. How I see myself. How I literally see myself. I don't see myself much different from when I was 15 or something, I still feel the same. Just someone who can slip through the crowd and vanish without anybody noticing. I've liked different clothes as a kid, but I always got ruthlessly bullied because of them later, so granny told me that I should tell them what is the current style people are wearing at school, so they can buy me clothes more like theirs. In the end, I didn't give a shit. I wore whatever I pulled from my closet of people brought me. Unless they were toe-socks. I hated them. Felt like my toes had no circulation. Fuck that was a nasty phase in fashion, faded soon though. Phew.
I did always feel like I couldn't wear anything without getting shit. Whether it was a cozy Minnie Mouse black and magenta hoodie (took up wearing a fleece vest over it) or full pink almost matching pants and shirt, yellow woolly socks I partially made myself, burgundy winter boots (two different pairs, I had scraps of food, broken forks, and spoons in them or they were held hostage and tossed outside or around the school by complete strangers)... the list goes on... I tried to be normal and I got shit, I wore something I liked and got shit.
You don't walk away from that without issues. I'd probably still need a rage room, you can rent it for a small fee and are given a baseball bat to just destroy everything to vent out the rage. I need that. I'm not even kidding. All former classmates still deserve a fist in the face.
I've always been called fat. School nurse put me on a diet in elementary. Granny was pissed. Who fucking counts how many slices of sausage or cheese you can put on your bread and how many glasses of milk you can drink as a kid?! I have granny's body type and she sadly did tell me that and to stop dreaming of losing weight, when I was really trying and I needed support. I took a habit of sucking in my stomach after I was mistaken to be pregnant by one Chinese restaurant owner. I only went there once after that, shame, they had dumplings. The only place that makes dumplings.
My junior high classmate, who was alright, a bit too rough sometimes even from my point of view, once told me of what she thought when she first saw me. She had thought that "there's a girl who'd be really beautiful if she only took care of her looks." I've tried caring for my looks, but what for really? If I blend in the crowd with uncombed hair and hand-me-down clothes and don't get bullied for it, sign me up.
I liked the princess dresses as a kid, but it got embarrassing over the years. I never saw myself cute, despite what people said. I have a handful of pictures as an adult that I can actually look at and not cringe. I can't look at the wedding photos. I saw one and I just wanted to delete them all. I never realized I was so fat. I didn't pay attention to my figure, just keeping myself from freaking out over the fact I was in the spotlight with her.
I just can't look at the pictures. I can't. I hate my double chin, my belly, my thick thighs, I don't mind my big ass, though I keep knocking everything off with it as I try to sneak past. I rather wear black and baggy to hide myself. During summer, I wear lighter clothes, but even then, it's a struggle. I have days when I can wear anything and not care, then there are days I try to doll up and then just... not go...
Ugh, body positivity. Sure, it can help, young people need better role models, to know it's ok to be what you are, but... To me, it's just sure, rub it in. I am like this, but I don't' want to be like this, but there's fucking nothing I can do. I can't keep up habits long enough for my routines (what little I have, actually none...) to change permanently. I don't have that motivation. Wow, here it is again. Motivation. I don't have much of it.
Why I can't function like a regular human being?! Look at the mirror and smile at the reflection. All I see is somebody who should get her shit together. Somebody who shouldn't go out in the public at all for the sake of sparing them of nightmares. Sometimes I just... sit and wonder how can somebody love me despite being like this, I don't understand it. I know love doesn't care about looks and so what if she looks what she looks? I love her. She says the same. ...I just don't love myself. Opposite of love isn't hate, but ignorance. Now that is what I mostly feel towards myself. So what. I didn't have the best of role models as a kid, no matter which way you tilt your head, I think it all stems from there. I was often humiliated in front of people, I still have huge difficulties to go in front of people. It causes me anxiety.
I do have some form of panic disorder or anxiety disorder. At some points, it does hinder my life. I can't up and go to the archery club anymore. I felt so inferior there it wasn't even funny and all the attention on how we were doing was insane...
I can't listen to my own voice without feeling humiliated by how it sounds. I can listen through my videos once or twice, then post them, but never listen to them myself again. Or listen to somebody listen to them. I wanted to become a voice actor, but I don't have enough talent and guts for that.
I was asked to give my name and my parents' names in to microphone as a kid. I wasn't really told of my whole fucked up family situation then and I called my granny -mom-. Who else, she was only mother figure I fucking had! Easy for you lucky shits with both parents! Everybody was staring at me and I managed to stammer something, but it was humiliating. I didn't remember my granny's name and I was so confused. I'd still love to stick a knife to the teacher's throat for that and bomb the whole room. All the smiles ever since have felt like a mockery. All nice words I've gotten have always turned out to be lies. I don't really trust kind words, because they are always a mask to me. It's easy for me to lie in people's faces for that. Hide. Hide fucking everything.
Why people always humiliate me? Pick on me? What the fuck is wrong with me and you?! Why me?! What the everloving fuck have I ever done to you?!
If one could get away with murder, I'd have a long trail of bodies behind me. And all my inner demons would be silenced forever. Well, one can dream. At least it's free, even though I don't really dream anymore, what's the use really? You'll just get disappointed when the dream ends. Life just fucking loves shitting in the fan. Getting just really tired and fed up with all the shit.
Mirka. The Captain. The solid rock supporting the whole team.
Maybe the best of friends I could ever have. The voice inside my head that tells me to calm the fuck down and just do it.
I wanted to save her to be last, because of her importance and the captain always comes on the ice last.
Born in former city of Kalinin (modern day Tver), she's 3/4 Russian and 1/4th Finnish Karelian. She does feel more at home in Finland, having lived in Lappeenranta for years before coming to Lapua with her family to join the team, ending up as the captain the second year. She radiates calmness and does keep everyone in check.
Her command of Finnish is near perfect, she worked her accent off but as they say, the younger you learn, the better you are. Nowadays she's married to Ivan Kuznetsov (honestly, it is a common last name) and has a son, Ruslan, who keeps her up at nights.
She chose to play bass, learning it from scratch for joining in the band and is rather decent with it. She mostly likes to play or tinker with electronics, her parents owning a repairs garage that she works in also. Mirka also does some paranormal investigations when not filming or animating in her little free time.
I wish I really had a friend like her, but I think she'll never really leave me either. At least I hope so.
Name: Mirka Kovalchuk-Kuznetsov (Tarakov-Kuznetsov in official papers) DoB: 3.3.1991, Kalinin (Tver), USSR Family: Mother: Svetlana Father: Zedoi Spouse: Ivan Kuznetsov Son: Ruslan Lives: Selenia, Island of Selenia Work: Mechanic, animator, ghost hunter, bassist BFF: - Hockey idols: Ilya Kovalchuk Vladimir Machulda Lasse Kukkonen
Christina, the shy and insecure replacement for Minya, who hadn't been a very good skater ever, until Serafina, Anjeylica, Anastasia, Lucrezia and her old enemy, Frankie taught her to skate better and how to do quick moves on the ice to throw off the opponent. She did manage to fill in the skates left behind and rose to be trusted by the team.
Her sister Cat was the one who got all the guts while she grew up to be rather meek. She's grown a lot but has never shed the polite Canadian upbringing she had. Yes, she does apologize to tables and chairs if she bumps into them. No joke.
Big sister Catherine (Cat) Hannigan, a champion kickboxer
What part of me does she represent? Maybe the part that never fits in? I really don't know.
Name: Christina "Bolt" Hannigan DoB: 4.8.1991, Watson Lake, Canada Family: Sibling: Catherine Hannigan Niece: Maisie Hannigan Spouse: Frankie Montoya Lives: Selenia, Island of Selenia Work: - BFF: Frankie Montoya Hockey idols: Vincent Lecavalier
Valerie, the mohawk girl. She doesn't want to give up her black and white mohawk, no matter what. She's been rocking that for 10 years now. She did take off some of the piercings though, kinda shame, she looked good with them.
She's the third member of the AOO-line that spun webs around their poor opponents and eventually scored a goal, usually the handiwork of Anastasia, the fastest of the trio.
What she does currently, I don't know, probs still has greyhounds, she looks to be still fit as... well, an athlete. She's edgy and does what she wants, while others usually did what they could.
She likes to shock and maybe she is that part of my personality that never gets out. When you want to stand out, do it properly. I just don't have the guts for it, but she loves to make people look. At least thrice before they believe what they see. Gotta love the huge brass balls she has.
That is self-explanatory...
Name: Valerie Orszagh DoB: 20.10.1991, Bratislava, Czeckoslovakia Family: - Lives: Heliopolis, Island of Selenia Work: - BFF: Slavica Setzinger Hockey idols: Vladimir Orszagh Marian Hossa Zigmund Palffy Darius Kasparaitis
Eldest of the triplets, Dominika. Flexible and determined, she refuses to be stopped, no matter what.
The third goalkeeper with basically a slinky for a spine. She's always looking after her little sisters as well. Like Kriza, I dunno much about her, she's bit of a mystery as well. Also still wondering why she and Kriza went blonde, they seemed to like it very well in black or their usual combo, purple and silver. Hmm, should ask them.
Song... well, because Lambert, as she said it.
Name: Dominika Hasek DoB: 15.5.1991, Bratislava, Czeckoslovakia Family: Siblings: Luckrezia & Hennida Lives: - Work: - BFF: Kriza Hasek Hockey idols: Tomas Vokoun Dominik Hasek Martin Brodeur
The tough bitch. Slavy was the one to send guys flying, basically a bowling ball for a defender.
And rather intense metal fan at times. She's as hard as her music taste. She's usually redheaded, but her wife, a French designer thought she'd need a makeover and completely flipped her colors and she has stuck with it so far, so maybe this is her thing really. Though I kinda digged the red and black punk mohawk.
While some don't quite reflect myself, she's maybe my tough girl attitude that some said in junior high to be fake, but if I hadn't known that you will nearly always get caught from murder, she and many others would have been dead. Perhaps she's my violent side.
Slavy was taught how to play drums by Mirka and has developed her own style since. She's also rather decent singer, with her raspy and low, almost manly voice.
And she loves her motorcycle. Damn, should take a picture of her with it this summer. She sold her old one to help finance some new instruments for the band, and her new drums, so what did wife do? Buy her a new one.
Also, that isn't the most of piercings she's had on her face.
As a doll, I'm not entirely happy with her body, but the skintone is so one of a kind, a body swap is not an option, Asuka from WWE dolls was too yellow-ish and while she's just... white! So, plan for me at least, is to get Apoxie Sculpt to make some body modifications, mainly on her arms and legs, I can't make her fully articulated, I don't have the skills and balls for that, but at least I can make her arms and legs appear more accurate, since she and Mirka are the heavy built duo, who still pump iron, so skinny arms and legs are rather... unappealing. At least to me as a doll collector.
Her song is just ... well if you can get it translated, it's self-explanatory.
Name: Slavica "Slavy" Setzinger DoB: 28.11.1991, Horn, Austria Family: Spouse: Victoria Francés Lives: Selenia, Island of Selenia Work: Drummer BFF: - Hockey idols: Ari Vallin Slava Kozlov
Minya, the accident prone Canadian. And also very stubborn. She had broken her leg with her scooter when she was 16 and before it had healed, broke it again, this time so bad it had to be amputated. Her right leg is an artificial one now.
She also hasn't skated since, which bums her out. At least she can now freely pursue her other career choice, opera singer. She's quite a soprano. Minya was the first line center and was the brains of the line Serafina-Minya-Leena hurricane of a lineup. They were the stun gun of the team, taking out the sharpest edge of the opposing team's attack.
She's been mostly in her hometown of Montreal since, but did move to Ottawa later.
Older of the Tenkrat twins, or simply put, Twins. Also the healthy one, minus depression when Sera was in hospital with cancer, clinging to life and she was falling apart with a surprise twin pregnancy.
The speedy first line defender turned to a mother of twins via being a professional guitarist in SnegDisastru before joining Dinner Date Selenia. Boy did she get a catch. She later married her date of choosing (in later episode of Don't Tell the Bride Selenia) and is now a mother of a baby girl. Minttu, Petr (Petteri) and Aino are now her brood in entirety and Kwan is just doting them all.
She's quite open and reliable, she won't turn you away from her door and is always willing to help a friend and lend an ear, when you need to vent. She loves hanging out with friends too or just at the dojang, improving her tae kwon do rank.
As a doll she's a bit tricky. She has stiff legs in a pose but at least jointed arms. Her doll model is Raquelle, so there is no MtM body possible and more posable dolls are hard to come by. She is also one of the unfortunate glue heads and while rerooting isn't hard, it's the rooted lashes that cause the trouble.
Song, well, the Twins are really close and the song hits close to home, they are each others' idols. Along with their dad.
Name: Anjeylica Tenkrát-Ran DoB: 12.05.1991, Kladno, Czeckoslovakia Family:
Father: Mika Korppi
Mother: Kara Tenkrat
Sister: Serafina Tenkrat
Spouse: Kwan Ran
Children: Minttu, Petr, Aino Lives: Selenia, Island of Selenia Work: Guitarist BFF: Serafina Tenkrat Hockey idols:
Ilkka Mikkola
Marek Zidlicky
Middle sister Kriza is the joker of the siblings, the class clown in a way, but not too over the top. Why she wanted to go blonde, I dunno.
She's younger of the identical twins, or at least the smaller of the two. She played as a forward, able to play right and left (most of the team were right-handed) and was one of the trustworthy players. Sometimes she got worked up too much and spent time in the penalty box, but she learned from her mistakes and cooled off.
As for song, catchy and she likes to dance.
Name: Lucrezia Hasek DoB: 15.5.1991 Bratislava, Czeckoslovakia Family: Siblings Dominika, Hennida, Lives: - Work: - BFF: - Hockey idols: Patrik Stefan Marian Hossa Miroslav Satan
The Japanese pocket rocket, Anabel, or Beru, how she was nicknamed by somebody, don't remember who.
She's the little brainiac, smallest of the team, but never the one you should underestimate.
Many bullied her in school in Finland because she was half Japanese and half Brazilian, though I believe it was mostly because even in my books, that is a nationality combo that creates the most gorgeous people, another being Japan/India combo. Wow. She's quite often defending those bullied and when she's not busy being a coder, she's making sure nobody is bullied.
Little sister Keiko
She never told me she had a little sister, but she does. Keiko is a young track athlete, just as skilled in sports as her sister and adorable. I swear, cute as a button.
Name: Anabel Damatta DoB: 16.10.1991 Osaka, Japan Family: Father: Hektor Damatta Mother: Ayume Kinyama Lives: Heliopolis, Island of Selenia Work: Coder BFF: - Hockey idols: Steve Kariya
Oh wow, super busy. Here's Hennida, who used to be pretty much the runt of the litter, the second smallest defender of the team .She's all grown up. And pretty.
She's youngest of the triplets and always a bit different from her sisters, who were identical twins. Shy and withdrawn, but with a slapshot hard enough to create serious damage, maybe her wiry frame enabled her to have slapshot from hell.
Hennida has always stayed distant to everyone, but nobody ever had anything bad to say about her. Who would, she was sweetest thing from the getgo.
The Hasek triplets, the twins have gone blonde instead of staying brunettes
As for the song, well, it seems to have been her fave since she heard it, so... Gotta like Enya's voice though.
Name: Hennida Hasek DoB: 15.5.1991, Bratislava, Czeckoslovakia Family: Siblings: Dominika & Lucrezia Lives: Bratislava, Slovakia Work: - BFF: - Hockey idols:
Fast skater, beautiful and a good singer. I was pointed out my favorites tend to get more attention in face-ups and body transplants and I have to admit, true.
Ana is one of my favorite dolls I've put together, still not perfectly satisfied with this doll, due to the glue head syndrome, on which she is in a serious watch list and actually does have new hair set aside, just seeing how long can I postpone rerooting her.
She fell in love with a tattoo artist who moved next door and soon they were married, they actually were in the Selenia's version of Don't Tell the Bride some years back and she now has two children with Axel Williams, Max and Tamara, aka Tammy.
She's also the singer of SnegDisastru, a job that has build her with more confidence in herself since the cancer treatments. She was diagnosed with cancer when she was 15, but she is perfectly fine now.
That is a nice tan for someone so light, isn't it? She loves to swim and try new things but also enjoys just sitting home and sewing, when she's not on tour.
Name: Anastasia Afinogenova-Williams DoB: 20.02.1991, Moscow, USSR Family: Spouse: Axel Williams Children: Maxim, Tamara Lives: Selenia, Island of Selenia Work: Singer BFF: Olga-Tatyana Oveshkina, Mirka Kovalchuk Hockey idols: Maxim Afinogenov Maxim Sushinsky Sergei Fedorov Andrej Potaichuk
This is the quiet Czech, while the Twins are her polat opposites, they won't shut up! They do get along, she's a little piece of home, despite Kladno and Prague being far apart.
She was a defender, a solid presence who always did her best. She came in to fill in Mirka while she was on sick leave and never really left. I do love her reddish waves.
Jirka is kind and patient, almost shy even, unless she's doing things she good at, be it hockey, drums, slalom. She's big fan of winter sports and can often be spotted at events, skijumping, slalom, hockey.
She is maybe more like I was as a kid, shy and the silent observer, but I did get into trouble my fair share, I dunno about her, maybe, like me, she wants to bury them deep and in best case, forget. I'd love to.
One of her favorite songs is Kabat - Mala Dama, Czech heavy metal, but I chose Katy Perry's I Kissed a Girl because it rings true, she did find unexpectedly love within the team, one of the Russians.
Name: Jirka Hajek DoB: 29.9.1991, Prague, Czeckoslovakia Family: Spouse: Sofia Frolova Lives: - Work: - BFF: Anjeylica Tenkrat Hockey idols: Tomas Kaberle
"Riina, for f*cks sake, take your meds!" "They ran out last week." "...Lord, save us..."
That was the typical to be heard with the team. Riina is the third goalkeeper in the team and has quite the case of ADHD, unable to stay still and she's just all over the place without her meds. Mirka, Frankie, Katrina and Lukrezia usually got pretty much grey hairs or a small mental breakdown when they had to deal with her longer than three hours off her meds.
She's maybe not the most responsible, but she's a sweet girl. She just doesn't have the ability to sit down and listen to your woes. At least not still. She's mostly doing physical stuff to keep her excess energy spent, but she's the epitome of restlessness.
Maybe she's like me, restless at times, unable to focus, I dunno, but she can be annoying to be around with.
Song, well, that could be her day at worst.
Name: Riina Mariaana Nurminen DoB: 14.12.1991, Hollola, Finland Family: - Lives: - Work: - BFF: Mirka Kovalchuk Hockey idols: Pasi Nurminen Jarmo Myllys Jan Lundell
Katrina, daughter of the team's owners, eldest of three siblings, Niki and Nina. A goalkeeper and a mother hen, yeah, that's her in a nutshell.
She's actually at nursing school and will be a paramedic, but does some drum tech work to fund her studies.
Her mother Oksana Yelenka is the team owner and with her husband, rather wealthy sports equipment manufacturers, but she's the type who wants to make her own fortune, so to speak, so she rarely asks for anything from home. She does have her little sister living with her at the dorm at times, so she can learn English.
Her song, well, she's Ukrainan and a big fan of Ruslana, so...
Name: Katrina Yelenka DoB: 27.1.1991, Dnipropetrovsk, Ukraine Family:
Father: Mihkail Yelenka
Mother: Oksana Yelenka
Brother: Nikita
Sister: Nina Lives: Selenia, Island of Selenia Work: Student BFF: Dominika Hasek Hockey idols:
Jarmo Myllys
Pekka Rinne
"Blondie" or most likely the one to kick you in the face for it. "Mikke" is the classic Swedish-born blue-eyed blonde, but not overly patriotic, she doesn't really give a shite about the nationality and doesn't let it define her.
As a hockey player she was the "old reliable" despite being the youngest of the team. Not afraid to take the shot and block it, bruises fade.
She married rather young, at 20, but has been married to Japanese-born guitarist Takeshi Junko (Arai) for 7-ish years now and is a successful keyboardist, though she was rather shit before Kathleen took over in teaching her the ropes.
Mikayla looks sweet but as we all know, looks are so deceiving. She can serve your ass to you on a platter. I'd probably describe her as unpredictable because she doesn't say her thoughts aloud often, so when she does do something she's planned for a while, she surprises her friends.
The song? Well... This was her jam in teen years and Marie kinda looks like her. Honestly!
Name: Mikayla Nylander-Junko (Arai) DoB: 1.1.1992, Stockholm, Sweden Family:
Spouse: Takeshi Junko (Arai) Lives: Selenia, Island of Selenia Work: Keyboardist BFF: Sandra Boumediene, Serafina Tenkrat Hockey idols: -
Zeta... Damn, what can I say. She and her twin brother were almost typical Americans, for half-black half-Native American. Lakota tribe descent, actually. Her heritage is a jumble of flags. Let's just go with that.
She's the resident rapper and a motor mouth, with pretty similar to her mother by personality.
She was the body blocker of the team, always covered in bruises for blocking shots, but somebody has to do it, you know!
She's just recently come to Selenia, even though most of the band she now works with is already in there, but she's bit of a... well, likes to do things her own way. Let's just say it like that.
Zeyeta has lived in Sioux Falls for 7 years, then in Chicago until 12, then back until two years ago or so. She's not that close with anybody else in her family, except her mother Diantha and her twin, Acen. Who is never around. Traveling the world.
Name: Zeyeta "Raven Eyes" Ventura DoB: 26.9.1991, Sioux Falls, USA Family:
Mother: Diantha Ventura
Brother: Acen Ventura Lives: Heliopolis, Island of Selenia Work: Sound technician BFF: Kya Roach, Frankie Montoya, Minya Heat-Lynch Hockey idols:
Alexey Jashin
Sakari Palsola
Jordin Tootoo
Jonathan Cheechoo
Another former player turned model and I'm so jealous of that hair (actually color changes from heat).
Maarit is a patient being who loves to hang out outside, or wherever you want company to.
She's a bit more private person, despite being a model, but who knows what goes on in a person's mind unless they don't stop talking and foaming at the mouth about their things (I'm looking at the orange turd across the Atlantic)
In the team, she was a decent player, the type you could send out in any situation, she kept her cool and stayed rational. With Maria and Xenia, they were the workers, who didn't score so often, but made sure nobody scored behind their goalie while they were on ice.
Song choice for her just seemed to fit and it's not the hair, I swear. It just screams her to me, even if she doesn't always open up to people and talk.
Name: Maarit Vänttinen DoB: 4.2.1991, Oulu, Finland Family: - Lives: Oulu, Finland Work: Model BFF: Maria Lintula Hockey idols: ??
Oh wow, Sera's best friend and almost literal partner in crime. Leena and she were usually called collectively instead of terrible twosome as Serlena. They were best friends from Day 1. Another one person riot.
She's smart, surprisingly smart actually, she's an electrical engineer, mostly doing her other profession nowadays, light tech for the band.
She was the other winger as Serafina was the other, so they were wreaking havoc in the first minute of two of the game. She's tiny, but that wasn't gonna stop her. And it didn't.
She's usually bunking with Sera, when her bf isn't home and since her twin has moved out, so their neighbors (including former teammate Anastasia a floor below) usually have to listen a whole lot of Guitar Hero and laughter.
Leena is from a whole different area than me and so, I don't know of how different her personality is from that of an average Finnish girl from Tampere region. That's where she grew up. Her father died when she was young, of hereditary illness, that she oddly enough, didn't inherit. I'm guessing mom has some explaining to do from the 90's...
Choice of songs... Well, she's hilarious and unpredictable, I was even thinking of Joker's Song from Miracle of Sound, but Mind of the Bat sounds something she's singing or humming while rewiring something. I just know she would.
Name: Leena Helena Peltomaa DoB: 6.3.1991, Tampere, Finland Family: Mother: Meeri Peltomaa Lives: Heliopolis, Island of Selenia & Tampere, Finland Work: Engineer, light technician BFF: Serafina Tenkrát Hockey idols: Jussi Jokinen Janne Pesonen Teemu Selänne Saku Koivu
