"If two wrongs don't make a right, try three."
- L a u r e n c e J . P e t e r
N A M EPiper Kappel
N I C K N A M E SPi:
The unneeded shortening of her name
Three-fourteen:
Taken from the unneeded shortening of her name; taken from the mathematical π
Piper hates every and all nicknames on her name, considering she believes her name is short enough - she also hates the familiarity that comes with it. Considering her name before was more of a title, she figured she could get away with cutting "The Pied" out and changed her name to just "Piper." Though she does quite miss the sound of the "The" - it made her feel quite tingly inside.
The Pied Piper
S T O R Y O F O R I G I NThe Pied Piper || Pan Piper || The Rat-Catcher of Hamelin
A G ETwenty-seven (752)
G E N D E RFemale
S E X U A L O R I E N T A T I O NPansexual
M A G I CYes - addicted
J O B P O S I T I O NLawyer:
Despite Piper's habit of speaking in rhyme - which tends to put others off - Piper is quite good in court. She prefers to think of herself as a jack-of-all-trades and will take on any case if she thinks it will benefit her; but, most often than not, she ends up dealing with divorce cases. She can be easily trusted with anyone's case, as long as you can pay her - Piper doesn't give freebies, no matter how pitiful the person, and if you can't pay her asking price at the end of the trial, she will screw you over, her reputation be damned.
Drug Dealer:
What's a lawyer without a lack of morals? Knowing the people she knows through her lawyer business, it's pretty easy for Piper to get her hands on some drugs - whether it be Essix or marijuana - and Piper will sell it to whoever comes her way for a price - she's not above giving a little to teenagers, either.
The Pied Piper was once known for being rather eccentric, in looks and personality. During those times, she had short blonde hair, dirtied and greased with mud clumping some of it together. She refused to wear a babette, which was the current fashion of women, and wore pied clothing which is most similar to the clothing of a stereotypical jester. Her pied clothing was in gold and yellow and red and was rather loose fitting around her form. Many people during those times believed her to actually be male and she didn’t particularly care on correcting them. Nowadays, long side-swept bangs have been added to equally long hair, curving around her temple smoothly and dirt is no longer smudged. She has a diamond-shaped head with a strong jaw and a slightly-pointed chin. Her eyes are small and a light blue color and a dabble of brown by the pupil. They are almond shaped and shrewd-looking, giving her a sly appearance like a fox or a snake. Her nose is pert and pointed, but her nostrils are rather wide, making her nose look slightly disproportionate to the rest of her face. Piper has thin, twisted lips, with the right side higher up than the left, and her cupid’s bow is narrow and undefined. She is rather pale and with a light pink-peach coloration that makes her look awkward when wearing yellow or other light colors, but that doesn't stop her.
She stands at 5’6” in height and is a rather healthy weight. She has a slightly wide set of hips, but the rest of her is average. Piper tends to hold herself rather oddly, idiosyncratically almost. When she moves, she moves in two ways: lazily, with languish movements and a dazed eye, though she is completely sober; or jerkily, with energetic snaps of the wrist and bouncing of the feet. But both of the ways she moves she does so gracelessly and clumsily, often causing an accident that she’s not sorry for whatsoever. Typically, Piper likes to wear expensive things – not so much because of a materialism, though her greed is undeniable, but because she has a penchant for good quality. When it comes to her clothes, she needs the softest silk, and when it comes to her jewelry, she wants to be able to blind someone with the shine. However, given her current income, Piper has settled for a different fashion – she has taken quite the liking to the new grunge fashion that has been circulation and as such is an active participator in baggy tanktops and jean shorts with tights and boots. She might even have a collection of beanies somewhere. When it comes to work, though, Piper dresses professionally in pantsuits and of the like – her favorite is a banana yellow pantsuit because it reminds her of the good ole’ days of being The Pied Piper instead of just Piper.
"As a rule, I refrain from calling any man a fool."
P E R S O N A L I T Y“No one should part with their individuality and become that of another”
- William Ellery Channing
Life for Piper had always been about individuality and independence. The idea of being caged or controlled, like those she control with her pipe, doesn’t terrify her but pisses her off. When it comes to life, Piper enjoys doing what she wants when she wants and in this way many people see her as unpredictable, unruly, rambunctious, eccentric. She is not caged by society-conceived morality or social ideals – instead, she has her own ideals of how life should be lived and how morality should be expressed. Piper hates rules and follows none, unspoken or not, and would rather live alone than live with others’ expecting something from her. At the most basic level, she’s primal and free of human conformity. She seems to have a genuine love for the simple things in life, such as unbuckling her seat belt and sticking her body out of the sunroof or causing mischief with her pipe. Life is like a drug that she inhales minute after minute, restless till the end.
However, when it comes to others, they seem to see her as immoral due to her inability to adhere to socially-acceptable morals. Though this is not true – Piper has morals; she is against anything pointless. Lying, murder, trickery, betrayal: it’s all unnecessary to her. It doesn’t help that Piper follows an ‘eye-for-an-eye’ justice ideology. If someone does something unnecessary to her, she sees it as her only option to do the exact same thing to them – or to punish them in the best way she can. If you take her pencil, she’ll take your pen; if you lie to her, she will give you something to lie about; if you don’t pay her for getting rid of the disease-ridden rats with her pipe, she’ll get rid of your disease-riddled children with her pipe
for free. In such a way, she has a twisted irony when it comes to such things.
Furthermore, to solidify her bad reputation, Piper sees emotions as unnecessary. Not so much things as anger and guilt, but rather love and depression – she prefers the most basic, simple emotions and hates complexity. Because of this, Piper tends to avoid complex feelings – she rather not love others, or be attached to others and has never been in a committed relationship (or any relationship) due to this. This isn’t to say she avoids people; Piper loves to be affectionate, whether it be just for warmth or to make the other uncomfortable, she loves to express her happiness with a hug or inappropriately timed kiss on the cheek.
Due to the fact that she hates complex emotions, she avoids somber atmosphere as well. Piper takes nothing seriously, even if she knows she should, and would rather laugh and crack jokes than tell someone that she’s sorry for their dead mother. Piper loves jokes in general, bad puns or lewd pickup lines, and enjoys anything that has a certain kick of wit in it – whether it’s lame or not. Piper also has a penchant for gossip – she likes to know of drama because she likens it to a TV show rather than real life hurt and pain. A woman going through a divorce? Piper would like to know if she cheated on her husband for a bigger stick. And when Piper gets started, she can be quite talkative and outgoing.
Though she has her bad points, like being greedy with her jobs and being cheap in the mind, Piper does have a very good point about her. What you see is what you get. She sees no reason to hide herself and embraces her identity – though she can be rather insecure about not being accepted by people she particularly likes. As such, if Piper tells you something straightforwardly, it’s the truth, and if Piper tells you she will do something, she will do it. There are no pretenses with her.
- Loose morals || Skewed idea of justice || Vengeful
- Greedy || Selfish || Thoughtless regarding others
- Apathetic to others || Avoidance of feelings
There is a certain high note that, when played at a high frequency for a long period of time, is able to incapacitate Piper and eventually kill her. The longer the note is played, the weaker and weaker she gets.
F E A R SPiper fears being expected to be a certain way or being forced to conform. She hates the idea of being trapped or restricted from her freedom. If such a thing were to happen, Piper would fall deep in a pit of despair and exhilaration of life would be sucked from her.
Piper may also have a deep fear distrust of birds and is claustrophobic.
"If you break the promise that you made... this is the only time I'll warn... by the time the sun has changed to shade, you'll wish you all were never born!"
H I S T O R YSometimes Piper forgets how old she really is. The memory of her, only twenty years old, clearing the town of rats and clearing the town of children as well is fuzzy and cloudy in her mind. She can’t recall much from that time, but she remembers the heat in her stomach and the cold churning of her veins when she was denied her money. Perhaps she wasn’t thinking right, entrancing the children and leading them to a place they would never be found – of course she didn’t kill them – but, thinking back on it, and seeing how even today she still sees her reasoning as justifiable, it’s highly doubtful that she wasn’t out of her mind. After all, she led them to a better place where they actually prospered and away from the rotting town – though she couldn’t take the lame kid, try as she might. He should’ve walked faster.
She doesn’t tend to dwell on the catalyst of her infamy. Even afterwards, The Pied Piper enjoyed traveling from town to town and joining in hedonistic debauchery and breathing in life, whether it be in the form of heady, humid bodies or frothing, fizzing alcohol or swirling, smothering smoke. It was only in Mystvale that she was truly free.
Arriving to the desolate, constricting Cedar Grove was like crashing from an exhilarating, electric high. Whereas she felt like she was walking on clouds and floating indefinitely and infinitively in Mystvale, in Cedar Grove she was trapped on the earthly plane, on the ground with her two feet, by ball and chain. Every movement felt sluggish, like she was immersed in cold, thick water, and every movement was a struggle. In Cedar Grove, in order to fit in, Piper was trapped by expectations and rules and everything she hated and stood against. In Cedar Grove, she couldn’t play the pipe to make puppets dance or spend her nights stumbling and tripping, high only on happiness (and mushrooms).
It’s safe to say that Piper didn’t take the transition well. Her life in such a big house in some suburban neighborhood, all alone with no one but a stray cat that sometimes scratched at her doors, was pitiful. Where before, Piper lived and lived, now she was stuck in a pit of depression. Sometimes she couldn’t get herself out of her bed to go to a court case, and other times she was hit with sudden anxiety and restlessness over living her life like this for the rest of her life. Life never had a meaning for her – it was something to enjoy, to have, to simply be – but now it was more than meaningless, it was abysmal and worthless. To her, there was no point to get up in the morning, only to be told what to do and how to do it. To her, there was no point in going to work during the day, only to be told how to act and how to express herself. She lived life going through the motions, not paying attention to anyone else. And, at night when alone, Piper opened up a bottle of vodka and drank and cried and drank more.
The only thing that even offered her a little bit of hope was Essix. When she took it, she felt that high again – that cloud nine feeling, if only on a small scale. With every inhale and exhale, she was playing the pipe again and banishing the rats again and freeing the children again. With every swallow and swipe, she was stumbling again and tripping again. It’s only been a couple of weeks since she has been noticing the side effects – only a couple of weeks since she has admitted her addiction – only a couple of weeks since she decided that she didn’t care.
L I K E S- Poetry (More specifically: Limericks)
- Pop rocks, Nerds, and Jawbreakers
- Commercial/TV jingles, Trap Music, and Rap
- Soda (but she refuses to drink soda that is even the littlest bit flat)
- Cats, rats, and bats!
- Really, really big blankets
- Essix
- Weird patterned clothing
- Warm colors
- Autumn
- Coconut
- Down pillows (because birds and feathers)
- Onions and Mushrooms
- Flavored water
- Country music
- Authority
"Folks who put me in a passion may find me pipe to another fashion."
