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||Basic Details||
[name]
(first) Josephina
(middle) N/A
(last) Grave
||nicknames: Josie
[age] 36
(date of birth) April 20
(location of birth) A Military Compound
[gender] Female
(physical gender) Female
(sexuality) Straight
"Touch my children and I'll have your head."
||Appearance||
(view spoiler)
[hair]
DYED RED, she's a natural blonde though..
(length) It falls halfway down her back when straightened....
(color) Usually dyed red.
(style) She curls it most mornings.
[eyes]
>(color) Gray/green they go back and forth..
[skin]
(tone) Pale
(imperfections) She has freckles scattered over her shoulders, and nose. She usually covers them up though.
[dimensions]
(height) 5'6
(weight) 115
(build) Healthy build,
"Taking a life is a serious action."
Typical dressing style]
(top)
(bottoms)
When she's just around her kids and husband she dresses business casual. If she's going to a meeting with her husband or a party of some sort then she dresses more like this:
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||Personality||
[commonly shown characteristics]
(likes) She loves her family. Her husband and two kids are her whole world and she likes to spend time with them as much as possible. She likes to bake, even though her husband disapproves of such a thing. He wants her to let servants do that kind of thing. Josie likes to sneak out of the house
(dislikes) The way her husband talks down to her. She mostly ignores it, but sometimes it really gets to her. She dislikes when her kids disappoint her, or do something drastic just to fit in with a crowd. She doesn't like that she isn't free to do as she pleases.
(phobias) Closed spaces. Being locked up in a small space is a big phobia.
(flaws) She has a trusting nature and it gets her in trouble at times. She loves fiercely, and easily. Josie has been hurt a lot because of these flaws. Although her own mother had always seen these traits as good things her husband see's them as flaws that need to be done away with.
[mental details] Because of Josie's tendency to trust and love so easily she also tends to try and be ignorant of those she loves. Their actions. She blocks out what doesn't fit in with how she see's a person close to her. Sometimes she just need a good knock on the head to get her to start seeing more clearly once again.
(intelligence quotient) She's very intelligent, though she acts stupid. She dumbs down her IQ in front of others so that they will be more trusting of what to say in front of her.
(current state of mind) Confused. She thinks her husband is that perfect man, but he's been getting more and more violent, and secretive. She's not sure of what she's supposed to do about it. Should she leave it alone and hope for the best? Or go snooping around, actually pay attention, and possibly have to leave him because she finally faces the truth of who and what he is?
(psychological history) Josie has always had a creative, loving, trusting, strong mind. Her mother was always close to her, loved her, encouraged her. Josie's father was in the militia, so she didn't see him much. Which gave her some daddy issues, but she more blocked those emotions out so that she could only see him as a good, loving, supportive father. She was married off at 15 years old, the bond her mother and her had was shattered when the 15 year old girl was given away so young. Her mother didn't even put up a fight for Josie, and it made Josie wonder what she had done that was so wrong that her own mother wouldn't try to keep her. She was told she had to love this man that she was given away to. So Josie made the best of things, always put a smile on her face, and slowly began to make herself believe she loved him.
"Life is full of sacrifices, which will you choose?"
||History||
[early life]
(Josie was a vibrant young girl. When she was five she painted her first mural on her mothers garden wall. From there she was encouraged by her mother, and tutors, to let her creative mind be free. She was given a lot of leeway, and hardly ever told no. Of course Josie was not a bad child. She didn't get into mischief, she had no friends so that probably helped, she didn't talk back to her mother, and her father was hardly around. So she didn't have the chance to ever rebel him. She was very sheltered from the outside world, and the goings on. )
[adolescence]
(As she grew Josie got the inkling that it was not all as it seemed. At the age of twelve her father started coming home more, criticizing her and her mother. Her parents were more behind closed doors arguing than ever before. She never did find out why. Her father started taking her to visits to powerful families dinner parties. She began talking with other people besides those in her family, she wasn't sure what to make of it all. She was paraded in front of boys and men more times than she could count, like a piece of meat. )
[young adulthood]
(Josie being married so young had children young. She didn't get the joys or scares of other young adults. Though little did she know that her own life had always been privileged. She hadn't had to grow up with worries or stress. Her parents had kept her locked up in their little box and not let her out until it was time. After her husband and she moved away she was slapped in the face with reality. Men, women, children all starving, looking for a place to stay, a way to live. Josie had a big heart and yearned to help those in need. But her husband quickly fixed that, he explained to her that all those people were fugitives, people that had turned against the government and deserved everything given to them. Josie learned early on not to argue with him, or there would be consequences. So she became a dutiful, obedient wife and bore him two children. )
[adulthood]
(Josie became an adult very young, so at the still young age of 36 she feels as if she should be in her 50's already. Her children are already not babies any longer, and her husband has moved up the ranks to where he is also one of the most powerful, and influential leaders of their world. Although she is confused, and torn between right and wrong, Josie stays by her husband and children. She does as she's told and tries to be supportive of her family in any way she can.)
||Other||
[family]
Husband: (need a volunteer to be a big bad guy that loves to be cruel to others)
Children: Liberty, and Julian
(mother) Franny Stetston
(father) General Stetson
F I N I S H E D~~~~~~~~~~~~
||Basic Details||
[name]
(first) Audrielle
(middle) Nicole
(last) Bowen
||nicknames|| Audrie or Elle
[age] 22
(date of birth) September 22, 2006
(location of birth) San Francisco, California
[gender]
(physical gender) Female
(sexuality) Heterosexual
||Appearance||
[hair]
(length) Down to about the bottom of her rib cage
(color) Strawberry blonde
(style) a little bit wavy
[eyes]
(color) Chestnut brown
[skin]
(tone) Caucasian
(imperfections)
~ Dimples when she smiles
~ A very annoying freckle on her collar bone
[dimensions]
(height) 5'10
(weight) 143lbs
(build) Slender
[typical dressing style]
(top) http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EPcgXSyazNM...
(bottoms) http://www.collegefashion.net/wp-cont...
||Personality||
[commonly shown characteristics]
(likes)
☺ Everything about the rain
☺ Painting her nails
☺ Talking
☺ Music
(dislikes)
☻ Questions
☻ Writing
☻ Onions
☻ Silence
(phobias)
○ Arachnophobia (Fear of spiders)
(flaws)
◙ Stupidity
◙ Clingy and Needy
◙ Emotionally unstable
◙ Physically unfit
[mental details] Low self esteem, and emotionally unstable at times.
(intelligence quotient) Definition of a dumb blonde. She is infuriatingly stupid, but she sometimes comes up with good ideas without meaning to. Audrielle is school smart though. Despite her parent's attitude towards education, Audrielle secretly is a math genius and can answer basically any math problem with just her head.
(current state of mind) Astounded. She still can't believe that normal life is over and that she is living in a post apocalyptic world.
(psychological history) Audrielle grew up with negligent parents who only cared for appearances. Girls aren't supposed to be smart, so Audrielle stopped being smart. Girls need to be pretty and dependent on their man. So she spent her time being dependent on everyone else. She was never a strong character, but she is working to fix that, wanting to be a less clingy and needy person.
||History||
[early life]
(Audrielle was born into a family of careless parents who believed in all the stereotypes put on women. So Audrielle grew up with these sexist ideals placed on her. She always dressed like a princess and was a damsel in distress)
[adolescence]
(Once the princess gown faze was over, Audrielle was put into school. When she brought home straight A's, her mother was angry. Girls need to rely on their man to do the thinking for them, not be smarter than their man! After that, Audrielle never participated in class and didn't care about her school work, but she did pay attention. She does know things, but she isn't brave enough to show off her school smarts. She is actually a math genius.)
[young adulthood]
(Audrielle's parents died, and without anyone to rely on, she became very helpless. But she managed to pick up the pieces. She is becoming more and more independent and is very much enjoying life without her parent's sexist ideals forced upon her.)
||Other||
[family]
(mother) Isabelle Bowen (Deceased)
(father) Hector Bowen (Deceased)
(siblings) None
PART ONE
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"Keep your friends close, and your secrets closer"
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{'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Liberty Anne Grave
Pronunciation: lib-er-ti | an | grayv
Liberty {English}
Liberty’s name was chosen for her by her parents to symbolize the “freedom” still found in their society. Her name was mainly a political statement for her father, to show his support for the traditional American ideal.
Anne {English}
Anne has been the traditional name of many women of power throughout history, dating back to the queens and princesses of England. The name carries with it a bounty of elegance and grace.
Grave {English}
Derived from the ancient name Reeve, meaning “son of Reeve”. The name evolved over the years to its current state.
Nickname(s): Libby, Lib
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"Be satisfied with the act, don’t pry, my love"
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{I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.}
-The Tempest, Act I, Scene II
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Physical Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Date of Birth: June 16th
Location of Birth: The nation’s capitol
Time of Birth: 8:26 AM
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"Don’t look up, just let them think there’s no place else you’d rather be "
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{Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face,
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Appearance:
Liberty has a petite body, she’s very lean and not very tall. Many would describe her body type as meek.
Liberty’s hair has changed a lot over the years. She likes to change it every now and then, have it long and then short. At the moent it’s long, reaching halfway down her arms to her elbows.
Liberty’s eyes are a clear, bright blue. Much like her older brothers eyes. Their eyes are truly what makes them identifiable as siblings.
Liberty’s features are soft and sweet-looking, he mother once called it a baby face, just to tease her. Liberty has never forgotten it, though.
Build: Small and lean
Height: 5’5
Weight: 103 lbs
Skin Tone: Pale, light skin
Imperfections: Liberty’s body has virtually no imperfections, as she is a beautiful young girl. But she despises her cheeks, thinking they are much too big and baby-looking.
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"Wear your best dress, you brightest smile, and they won’t ask questions"
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{O, that I were a glove upon that hand,}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Typical Dressing Style: Liberty would be considered a very stylish girl, she loves to shop and see all different designers. Since her father can afford them, she collects headbands and other accessories as a way to change the identity of her clothing. She wears dresses to events with her family, and otherwise prefers jeans and a decorated top.
Accessories: Headbands, bracelets, anything she can think of.
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"Hiding doesn’t have to be physical, darling"
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{Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts;
Into a thousand parts divide on man,
And make imaginary puissance;
Think when we talk of horses, that you see them
Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth;
For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,}
-Henry V, Act I Prologue
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Traits
Polite
Kind-hearted
Talented
Intelligent
Creative
Elaboration
"Could you lower your voice, please?"
Liberty has always been trained to be a polite young lady. As one of society’s highest, she was taught at a young age how she should treat elders, the help, and those below her standing. Sometimes it’s hard to yell at a servant in front of her father, but it’s what has to be done, so she does it. Nothing more than that.
"Treat others the way you want to be treated, love, it’s most effective"
Liberty was born with her mother’s kind heart. She doesn’t know why, she just always has a compulsion to help people. When a servant drops a tray, she cringes and does her best to not jump up and help. When a man makes a fool of himself in front of her father, which happens so very often, she has to snap her mouth shut to hold back the “father, now don’t be cruel.” It’s just how she’s always been.
"Of course, we all have something to contribute"
Liberty is a talented girl. She loves music and writing, and has since she was a young girl. AT the age of five, she started to learn to play instruments, and hasn’t stopped since. Her music tutor can sometimes be bothered by her eagerness to learn more and more, so she’s resorted to teaching herself. She sneaks into the music room and plays new music on the grand piano, strums on the guitars, and sings to herself whenever she’s alone.
"You know the answer, you’re just not looking at the question correctly"
Growing up with the best schooling possible, Liberty has become a very smart young lady. She knows her way around the library, same as her mother. She isn’t a genius, but she does have a lot of common sense. She knows when to shut her mouth, when to keep her opinions secret from her family, and when to change the topic of conversation at a dinner party. People certainly underestimate her intelligence, as it isn’t book smarts that she possesses.
"When I see, I see so much more"
Liberty has a creative mind. She looks at things differently than other people. If she’s looking at a simply a person, she notices the curves and shadows on their faces, the way their body moves is like watching a dance. She has an artist’s eye, seeing it all in the most imaginative ways. She sometimes writes her own songs, and paints often. One of her favorite things to see is how the colors swirl on the canvas.
Flaws Nervous, not always honest
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{Seem'd Athens as a paradise to me:
O, then, what graces in my love do dwell,
That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!}
-Midsummer's Night Dream, Act I Scene I
L I K E S
Painting
Music
Health
Jokes
Family
Writing
Tricking people
D I S L I K E S
Hatred
War
Guns
Her father’s friends
Acting (though she has to)
Fighting
Being looked down at
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"Admit it, you never suspected a thing"
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{And every object that might make me fear
Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt
Would make me sad.}
-Merchant of Venice, Act I Scene I
P H O B I A S
Being discovered
Ever since Liberty learned of the way her world was run, and how her father ran it, she has been acting. Acting like she’s okay with that, acting like she doesn’t want to run away and never turn back. She’s terrified that someone will see through the charade, and then she would be punished so severely…
Guns
When Liberty was a young girl, she saw a man be shot for crimes against the government. She didn’t even know what that was at the time, and ever since, she’s flinched when a gun is lifted.
Spiders
Liberty has always been afraid of spiders; the way they creep along walls sends shivers down her spine.
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"So you think that you know me?"
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M E N T A L S T A T E O F M I N D
{I will no longer endure it, though yet I
know no wise remedy how to avoid it.}
-As You Like It, Act I Scene I
Current State of Mind: Sane, mentally sound
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"Maybe if you knew the past, you’d understand the present"
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H I S T O R Y
N A R R A T E D ★ B Y ★ T H E ★ C R E A T O R
Early Life
Liberty was born when her father was already a high official in the government, so she grew up as, basically, a princess. She was given whatever she wanted, when she wanted it. Of course, there were terms. Such as, she had to do exactly what her parents said, when they said it, or her father would punish her severely. She learned quickly to be obedient. Her older brother was always one of her closest friends. He was much tougher than her, but she accepted that and so did he, so their bond became close and they were very loving, teasing, tricking siblings to each other.
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Adolescence
Liberty was trained to be the perfect society girl, as she truly is. She’s never had a problem with the wy she was expected to be, she just wishes the people in her families circles weren’t so cruel and mean to the lower classes. It doesn’t seem fair to her. She has a small inkling that her mother shares some of those thoughts, but she would never risk telling her her own feelings. Since she was sveven, Liberty has kept diaries, writing in them each day, to document her life. Of course, she keeps them hidden, but she has to tell something the way she feels, or she’d go mad.
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"And when I was at my worst, I thought of you"
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{You have often
Begun to tell me what I am, but stopp'd
And left me to a bootless inquisition,
Concluding 'Stay: not yet.'}
-The Tempest, Act I Scene II
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"Keep your friends close, and your secrets closer"
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{'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Liberty Anne Grave
Pronunciation: lib-er-ti | an | grayv
Liberty {English}
Liberty’s name was chosen for her by her parents to symbolize the “freedom” still found in their society. Her name was mainly a political statement for her father, to show his support for the traditional American ideal.
Anne {English}
Anne has been the traditional name of many women of power throughout history, dating back to the queens and princesses of England. The name carries with it a bounty of elegance and grace.
Grave {English}
Derived from the ancient name Reeve, meaning “son of Reeve”. The name evolved over the years to its current state.
Nickname(s): Libby, Lib
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"Be satisfied with the act, don’t pry, my love"
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{I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.}
-The Tempest, Act I, Scene II
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Physical Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Date of Birth: June 16th
Location of Birth: The nation’s capitol
Time of Birth: 8:26 AM
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"Don’t look up, just let them think there’s no place else you’d rather be "
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{Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face,
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Appearance:
Liberty has a petite body, she’s very lean and not very tall. Many would describe her body type as meek.
Liberty’s hair has changed a lot over the years. She likes to change it every now and then, have it long and then short. At the moent it’s long, reaching halfway down her arms to her elbows.
Liberty’s eyes are a clear, bright blue. Much like her older brothers eyes. Their eyes are truly what makes them identifiable as siblings.
Liberty’s features are soft and sweet-looking, he mother once called it a baby face, just to tease her. Liberty has never forgotten it, though.
Build: Small and lean
Height: 5’5
Weight: 103 lbs
Skin Tone: Pale, light skin
Imperfections: Liberty’s body has virtually no imperfections, as she is a beautiful young girl. But she despises her cheeks, thinking they are much too big and baby-looking.
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"Wear your best dress, you brightest smile, and they won’t ask questions"
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{O, that I were a glove upon that hand,}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Typical Dressing Style: Liberty would be considered a very stylish girl, she loves to shop and see all different designers. Since her father can afford them, she collects headbands and other accessories as a way to change the identity of her clothing. She wears dresses to events with her family, and otherwise prefers jeans and a decorated top.
Accessories: Headbands, bracelets, anything she can think of.
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"Hiding doesn’t have to be physical, darling"
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{Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts;
Into a thousand parts divide on man,
And make imaginary puissance;
Think when we talk of horses, that you see them
Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth;
For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,}
-Henry V, Act I Prologue
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Traits
Polite
Kind-hearted
Talented
Intelligent
Creative
Elaboration
"Could you lower your voice, please?"
Liberty has always been trained to be a polite young lady. As one of society’s highest, she was taught at a young age how she should treat elders, the help, and those below her standing. Sometimes it’s hard to yell at a servant in front of her father, but it’s what has to be done, so she does it. Nothing more than that.
"Treat others the way you want to be treated, love, it’s most effective"
Liberty was born with her mother’s kind heart. She doesn’t know why, she just always has a compulsion to help people. When a servant drops a tray, she cringes and does her best to not jump up and help. When a man makes a fool of himself in front of her father, which happens so very often, she has to snap her mouth shut to hold back the “father, now don’t be cruel.” It’s just how she’s always been.
"Of course, we all have something to contribute"
Liberty is a talented girl. She loves music and writing, and has since she was a young girl. AT the age of five, she started to learn to play instruments, and hasn’t stopped since. Her music tutor can sometimes be bothered by her eagerness to learn more and more, so she’s resorted to teaching herself. She sneaks into the music room and plays new music on the grand piano, strums on the guitars, and sings to herself whenever she’s alone.
"You know the answer, you’re just not looking at the question correctly"
Growing up with the best schooling possible, Liberty has become a very smart young lady. She knows her way around the library, same as her mother. She isn’t a genius, but she does have a lot of common sense. She knows when to shut her mouth, when to keep her opinions secret from her family, and when to change the topic of conversation at a dinner party. People certainly underestimate her intelligence, as it isn’t book smarts that she possesses.
"When I see, I see so much more"
Liberty has a creative mind. She looks at things differently than other people. If she’s looking at a simply a person, she notices the curves and shadows on their faces, the way their body moves is like watching a dance. She has an artist’s eye, seeing it all in the most imaginative ways. She sometimes writes her own songs, and paints often. One of her favorite things to see is how the colors swirl on the canvas.
Flaws Nervous, not always honest
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{Seem'd Athens as a paradise to me:
O, then, what graces in my love do dwell,
That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!}
-Midsummer's Night Dream, Act I Scene I
L I K E S
Painting
Music
Health
Jokes
Family
Writing
Tricking people
D I S L I K E S
Hatred
War
Guns
Her father’s friends
Acting (though she has to)
Fighting
Being looked down at
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"Admit it, you never suspected a thing"
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{And every object that might make me fear
Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt
Would make me sad.}
-Merchant of Venice, Act I Scene I
P H O B I A S
Being discovered
Ever since Liberty learned of the way her world was run, and how her father ran it, she has been acting. Acting like she’s okay with that, acting like she doesn’t want to run away and never turn back. She’s terrified that someone will see through the charade, and then she would be punished so severely…
Guns
When Liberty was a young girl, she saw a man be shot for crimes against the government. She didn’t even know what that was at the time, and ever since, she’s flinched when a gun is lifted.
Spiders
Liberty has always been afraid of spiders; the way they creep along walls sends shivers down her spine.
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"So you think that you know me?"
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M E N T A L S T A T E O F M I N D
{I will no longer endure it, though yet I
know no wise remedy how to avoid it.}
-As You Like It, Act I Scene I
Current State of Mind: Sane, mentally sound
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"Maybe if you knew the past, you’d understand the present"
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H I S T O R Y
N A R R A T E D ★ B Y ★ T H E ★ C R E A T O R
Early Life
Liberty was born when her father was already a high official in the government, so she grew up as, basically, a princess. She was given whatever she wanted, when she wanted it. Of course, there were terms. Such as, she had to do exactly what her parents said, when they said it, or her father would punish her severely. She learned quickly to be obedient. Her older brother was always one of her closest friends. He was much tougher than her, but she accepted that and so did he, so their bond became close and they were very loving, teasing, tricking siblings to each other.
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Adolescence
Liberty was trained to be the perfect society girl, as she truly is. She’s never had a problem with the wy she was expected to be, she just wishes the people in her families circles weren’t so cruel and mean to the lower classes. It doesn’t seem fair to her. She has a small inkling that her mother shares some of those thoughts, but she would never risk telling her her own feelings. Since she was sveven, Liberty has kept diaries, writing in them each day, to document her life. Of course, she keeps them hidden, but she has to tell something the way she feels, or she’d go mad.
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"And when I was at my worst, I thought of you"
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{You have often
Begun to tell me what I am, but stopp'd
And left me to a bootless inquisition,
Concluding 'Stay: not yet.'}
-The Tempest, Act I Scene II
PART TWO
R E L A T I O N S H I P S
The Lovers
★ Liberty has been introduced to young men as suitors, but she’s reluctant to make a commitment to any of them. What if they turn out to be like her father?
The Friends
★ Liberty is friends with some of the other girls in the high society, but mostly just her brother. The other girls are too snobby and mean for her liking.
The Immediate Relations
★ Libby isn’t very close with her father, as she was raised to fear him in the way that he always gave her punishments rather than her mother. She loves her mother, who she’s always been able to go to with her minor problems, and has a fairly close relationship with. Her brother, as said before, is one of her closest companions. She loves him the most out of her family, and loves to joke around with him. She’s terrified of what will happen to him when he goes out to battle, and always prays secretly in her room when he does.
The Enemies
★ Though Liberty doesn’t know it, many of the other girls in her circle don’t like her. They’re merely jealous of all that she has, since she is always praised and adored by those around her. But that’s just the personality she has, she can’t help it.
Other: None
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{The king's a beggar, now the play is done:
All is well ended, if this suit be won,
That you express content; which we will pay,
With strife to please you, day exceeding day:
Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts;
Your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts.}
-All's Well That Ends Well, Act V Scene III
R E L A T I O N S H I P S
The Lovers
★ Liberty has been introduced to young men as suitors, but she’s reluctant to make a commitment to any of them. What if they turn out to be like her father?
The Friends
★ Liberty is friends with some of the other girls in the high society, but mostly just her brother. The other girls are too snobby and mean for her liking.
The Immediate Relations
★ Libby isn’t very close with her father, as she was raised to fear him in the way that he always gave her punishments rather than her mother. She loves her mother, who she’s always been able to go to with her minor problems, and has a fairly close relationship with. Her brother, as said before, is one of her closest companions. She loves him the most out of her family, and loves to joke around with him. She’s terrified of what will happen to him when he goes out to battle, and always prays secretly in her room when he does.
The Enemies
★ Though Liberty doesn’t know it, many of the other girls in her circle don’t like her. They’re merely jealous of all that she has, since she is always praised and adored by those around her. But that’s just the personality she has, she can’t help it.
Other: None
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{The king's a beggar, now the play is done:
All is well ended, if this suit be won,
That you express content; which we will pay,
With strife to please you, day exceeding day:
Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts;
Your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts.}
-All's Well That Ends Well, Act V Scene III
Mod
↑name↓
± first Julian
⌠JOO-lee-ən ⌡
±middle Quincy
⌠KWINT-see⌡
±last Grave
⌠greIV⌡
||nicknames Jules, Jul, Grave
↑age↓ eighteen years of age
date of birth January nineteenth, two thousand ten.
◦ Astrological sign ⌠ Capricorn ⌡⌠ ♑⌡
→Capricorns are determined, naturally dominant, intuitive and practical, and strong-willed. They show caution when dealing in high-pressure situations, and are usually introverted.
⌠location of birth⌡ The nation's capital, United Republic
↑gender↓
◦physical gender ⌠ Male⌡ ⌠♂⌡
⌠sexuality⌡ Heterosexual
↑Appearance↓
⌠hair⌡
→length Short, sometimes cleanly cut, other times unruly and askew.
→color A dark, dark, almost black, brown color. Almost the complete opposite of his sister, Lib.
→style Often looks like he just rolled out of bed, but in a sexy way. When he's at formal occasions, however, it's neatly trimmed, and brushed.
⌠eyes⌡
→color a piercing blue, like his sister's. Unlike her's, though, his are usually cold and ruthless.
⌠skin⌡
→tone Typically pale, but occasionally (if he's out in the field long enough) tan.
→imperfections Julian is usually pretty good about washing his face and such, so he doesn't have acne, but he does have scars everywhere. Many are on his back and shoulders, from beatings from his father being in combat. Jules has one large and noticeable scar, wrapping from his right ear to his collarbone.
⌠dimensions⌡
→height Jules is quite tall, towering over his mother and sister. He's not as tall as his father, however, but still taller than most.
→weight His body is mostly muscle, given that he exerts a bunch of energy to do his daily job.
→build Julian has broad shoulders and is muscular, and he prides himself for that.
↑Personality↓
⌠commonly shown characteristics⌡
likes
→His sister, Liberty
→Doing what's right for the Republic
→Having the freedom he does to do what he pleases
dislikes
→His father and mother, because he thinks they're both ignorant and fake.
→Variants; he was raised to hate them, and that's how he acts.
→ Formal occasions, even though he can act however he wants.
→phobias
☞ the dark
Julian has been terrified of the dark for as long as he could remember. It unnerved him, how he wouldn't know if something was coming.
☞ death
Jules doesn't want anyone close to him die, especially himself. He knows that his death would crush his little sister.
→flaws
Julian often distances himself from others, and that's something he regrets.
He could be defined as a womanizer. That's the only thing he enjoys about formal occasions and events.
Sometimes, Julian is too obedient. He's blind to the real world, and only to the one his father presents him with.
Jules also does things on impulse, rather than thinking it through. He knows he's usually right, so what's the point?
→habits
Julian is a smoker...he does it around everyone, but outside. That's why he prefers to go on solitary walks, partly to get away from his dad.
He's also quite the drinker...ooh. What a good opportunity to take a solitary walk to a bar.
⌠mental details⌡
→intelligence quotient
Julian is quite intelligent, and usually has access to the labs and cells. He won't hide his intelligence, and doesn't cease to amaze.
→current state of mind
Julian isn't sure what to think.
→psychological history
Despite PTSD from his father, and some lasting issues with depression and passive-aggressive disorder, Julian still manages to have a stable life.
↑History↓
⌠early life⌡
(As a young child, Julian was quite immature, and exposed to the newly formed Republic. He was thrilled to have everything he wanted, especially toys and such, and didn't pay much attention to the disasters around him. When he was two, his sister, Liberty, was born. This changed his life, but now he had a playmate that wasn't busy and had to abandon their games to rule the country. Liberty's birth seemed to change the way his father acted, but behind closed doors, he was still just as hostile and violent. )
⌠adolescence⌡
(Julian rebelled a lot as a teen, always trying to sabotage his father's work. This earned him
⌠young adulthood⌡
(When Julian reached the age of 12, his father started to train him for tracking. Four years later, he was sixteen and in the field. He got his first scar from a Variant twice his size, who had claws instead of fingers. At the age of 16, he almost died. Jules' father forced a Variant to heal him, and he survived, but barely. That's when Jul started smoking, just for the hell of it. His sister was 14, she was fine. Julian despises Variants now, after one killed his first--and hopefully not the last--real girlfriend. Jules turned to the life of sex, drugs, and parties, but still knows where his roots remain, and still tracks for his father. )
↑Other↓
⌠family⌡
→mother
→Josephina Grave
→father ___________ ?
→sibling
→Liberty "Lib" Grave
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[Name] Kennedy Harlequin Betheras
(first) Kennedy
(middle) Harlequin
(last) Betheras
||nicknames|| Kenny, Ken
[age] 17
(date of birth) 27th July
(location of birth) Stockholm, Sweden
[gender] Female
(physical gender) Female
(sexuality) Heterosexual
||Appearance||
[hair] An unruly golden waterfall of tumbling curls.
(length) Mid-back, to her waist when straightened.
(color) A golden blonde with hints of ivory.
(style)
[eyes] A little large for her face, they are almond-shaped, crystal clear eyes.
(color) An ocean-hued blue.
[skin] A pale complexion, mostly described as a creamy alabaster.
(imperfections)
Kennedy's most undesirable feature she possesses is her nose, well, she thinks that anyway. It is button-like, a little flat and nostrils slightly out to the sides. Her hands are also a noticeable, undesirably so part of her body in which people raise eyebrows at. They are chapped to the point of extreme, fingernails chewed down so only stubs remain. Her knuckles are enlarged due to many cases of cracking knuckles, and hangnails exist in every crevice of her damaged nails.
(height) Approximately 5"5
(weight)
112 lbs
(build)
Quite skinny, though puberty did little Kennedy good in blessing her with a supple chest and flaring hips.
(typical dressing style)
Living in a post-holocaust environment, Ken does what she can to try and wear decent clothes. Though there aren't exactly shopping malls around any more, she manages to wear a generally clean pair of jeans and a black t-shirt or sweater every day.
||Personality||
[commonly shown characteristics]
Shy; Kennedy is a meek and self consious person, only looking to her close friends for company, who lie in few numbers. Large crowds scare her, and even at meal times she strays far from the rest of the group.
Calculating; Though Ken may come off as a bit of a ditz, she could not be more different. Under difficult situations, she can easily chose the right thing to do by judging from other's behaviour and body movement. Beware- she can always tell when you're lying.
Selfless; Kennedy is one of the few volunteers to help injured or suffering refugees recover back to health, and her heart is most definitely set in the right place. Always putting others before her own needs, she is the last to get her rations, and is accepting of everyone. Especially variants.
Kind; Kennedy's heart literally overflows with love, and she reaches out to those who are hurt, mentally and physically. Though she refuses to share her own past with others, she has a sweet aura that just makes one want to open up to her. With dimples and laugh lines, even the strongest-willed minders can bend to her kind soul.
(likes)
~ Chocolate
~ Helping others
~ Animals
~ Variants
~ Children
~ Clean surroundings
(dislikes)
~ Judgmental people
~ Narcissists
~ Bullies
~ Military fanatics
~ Guns
~ Mirrors
(phobias)
Catoptrophobia- fear of mirrors.
(flaws)
~ Her unfading kindness and trust of people
~ Hesitancy
~ Selflessness
[mental details]
(intelligence quotient)
Kennedy is in fact, extremely intelligent, yet she doesn't like to flaunt it. She prefers to keep her abilities where only she can see them.
(current state of mind)
Kennedy is mentally stable, for now at least.
(psychological history)
Other than a few cases of dementia in her mother's side of the family, she has suffered from no mental illnesses.My bolemia is over... it doesn't count.
||History||
[early life]
(Kennedy was born in Stockholm, Sweden to a teenage mother. Unlike many other cases, the young woman wanted her baby and ran from the country, fleeing her parents wrath directed at her child. Ken had only been a year when they arrived in Greenwich, England and the teenage mother quickly adjusted to the environment.)
[adolescence]
(Kennedy grew up to be a very loved and cared for child, though her mother could not afford much for them. Throughout her middle school years, she was a much loved yet meek child, as she still is today. )
[young adulthood]
( During high school, Kennedy was offered an opportunity to go on a exchange to America. Desperate, she begged her mother for the money and promised to make up for it once she got back. Her mother relented, and used the last of their precious money to send her daughter to America. Kennedy loved it, until the holocaust occurred. Stuck in America, she still worries about her mother and how she was surviving without her only child.)
||Other||
[family]
(mother)
Rozycka Betheras
(father)
____________?
[Name] Kennedy Harlequin Betheras
(first) Kennedy
(middle) Harlequin
(last) Betheras
||nicknames|| Kenny, Ken
[age] 17
(date of birth) 27th July
(location of birth) Stockholm, Sweden
[gender] Female
(physical gender) Female
(sexuality) Heterosexual
||Appearance||
[hair] An unruly golden waterfall of tumbling curls.
(length) Mid-back, to her waist when straightened.
(color) A golden blonde with hints of ivory.
(style)
[eyes] A little large for her face, they are almond-shaped, crystal clear eyes.
(color) An ocean-hued blue.
[skin] A pale complexion, mostly described as a creamy alabaster.
(imperfections)
Kennedy's most undesirable feature she possesses is her nose, well, she thinks that anyway. It is button-like, a little flat and nostrils slightly out to the sides. Her hands are also a noticeable, undesirably so part of her body in which people raise eyebrows at. They are chapped to the point of extreme, fingernails chewed down so only stubs remain. Her knuckles are enlarged due to many cases of cracking knuckles, and hangnails exist in every crevice of her damaged nails.
(height) Approximately 5"5
(weight)
112 lbs
(build)
Quite skinny, though puberty did little Kennedy good in blessing her with a supple chest and flaring hips.
(typical dressing style)
Living in a post-holocaust environment, Ken does what she can to try and wear decent clothes. Though there aren't exactly shopping malls around any more, she manages to wear a generally clean pair of jeans and a black t-shirt or sweater every day.
||Personality||
[commonly shown characteristics]
Shy; Kennedy is a meek and self consious person, only looking to her close friends for company, who lie in few numbers. Large crowds scare her, and even at meal times she strays far from the rest of the group.
Calculating; Though Ken may come off as a bit of a ditz, she could not be more different. Under difficult situations, she can easily chose the right thing to do by judging from other's behaviour and body movement. Beware- she can always tell when you're lying.
Selfless; Kennedy is one of the few volunteers to help injured or suffering refugees recover back to health, and her heart is most definitely set in the right place. Always putting others before her own needs, she is the last to get her rations, and is accepting of everyone. Especially variants.
Kind; Kennedy's heart literally overflows with love, and she reaches out to those who are hurt, mentally and physically. Though she refuses to share her own past with others, she has a sweet aura that just makes one want to open up to her. With dimples and laugh lines, even the strongest-willed minders can bend to her kind soul.
(likes)
~ Chocolate
~ Helping others
~ Animals
~ Variants
~ Children
~ Clean surroundings
(dislikes)
~ Judgmental people
~ Narcissists
~ Bullies
~ Military fanatics
~ Guns
~ Mirrors
(phobias)
Catoptrophobia- fear of mirrors.
(flaws)
~ Her unfading kindness and trust of people
~ Hesitancy
~ Selflessness
[mental details]
(intelligence quotient)
Kennedy is in fact, extremely intelligent, yet she doesn't like to flaunt it. She prefers to keep her abilities where only she can see them.
(current state of mind)
Kennedy is mentally stable, for now at least.
(psychological history)
Other than a few cases of dementia in her mother's side of the family, she has suffered from no mental illnesses.
||History||
[early life]
(Kennedy was born in Stockholm, Sweden to a teenage mother. Unlike many other cases, the young woman wanted her baby and ran from the country, fleeing her parents wrath directed at her child. Ken had only been a year when they arrived in Greenwich, England and the teenage mother quickly adjusted to the environment.)
[adolescence]
(Kennedy grew up to be a very loved and cared for child, though her mother could not afford much for them. Throughout her middle school years, she was a much loved yet meek child, as she still is today. )
[young adulthood]
( During high school, Kennedy was offered an opportunity to go on a exchange to America. Desperate, she begged her mother for the money and promised to make up for it once she got back. Her mother relented, and used the last of their precious money to send her daughter to America. Kennedy loved it, until the holocaust occurred. Stuck in America, she still worries about her mother and how she was surviving without her only child.)
||Other||
[family]
(mother)
Rozycka Betheras
(father)
____________?
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"Make smiles, not war"
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{'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Evie
Pronunciation: ee-vee
Evie {Hebrew}
The name Evie in Hebrew symbolizes life, living, and lively characteristics.
Evie doesn’t have a middle or last name, as he father didn’t believe in either. He said that his children would be strong soldiers, so they had no need for the extra names.
Nickname(s): Just Evie, her father used to call her Eve
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"Ya know what would be great? You shutting up!"
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{I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.}
-The Tempest, Act I, Scene II
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Physical Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Date of Birth: March 5th
Location of Birth: Hospital
Time of Birth: 3:44 PM
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"Some assholes just live to kill vibes"
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{Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face,
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Appearance:
Evie has medium-length brown hair, it tends to be on the curly side, had to control. She doesn’t really care though.
Evie has brown eyes, flecked throughout with pale gold.
Build: Average height, lean
Height: Five foot five inches
Weight: 101 lbs
Skin Tone: A failry average white
Imperfections: Evie has a light shadow of freckles across her cheeks from when she was younger, they’re mostly gone, but not yet.
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"Well hello there Mr. Grumpy Gills, looks like someone’s hopped on the depression train"
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{O, that I were a glove upon that hand,}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Typical Dressing Style: Evie likes to dress casual, she hates dresses and skirts. That’s probably because she grew up around a million and one brothers, but really, who knows?
Accessories: Not really any…
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"You’re just jealous of my spunk"
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{Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts;
Into a thousand parts divide on man,
And make imaginary puissance;
Think when we talk of horses, that you see them
Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth;
For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,}
-Henry V, Act I Prologue
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Traits
Goofy
Caring
Sensitive
Unsure
Elaboration
"Weird? Pshhhh…nahhhh"
Evie has always been an odd girl. She constantly makes weird ojkes, does odd things just to get laughs (dances, stupid comments, etc). She doesn’t think it’s weird, she just wants to make others smile. But she gets looked down at a lot for it, oops…
"Would you just shut up!! Hurting people just makes you an asshole!"
Evie has always cared deeply for people. It doesn’t matter to her who they are or how long shes known them for, she always makes sure to care for the people around her. If she has to stand up for someone she hates? Fine, its worth it. No body gets treated badly around Evie.
"No one asked for your opinion."
Evie is the kind of girl that takes everything to heart. That means both compliments and insults. She’s that girl that has to hold back tears when she’s called stupid, blushes and looks away when she’s given a raised brow, etc. She tries to be tough and ignore sometimes, but that’s hard for her.
"I just, I have no clue, okay?!"
Evie has never really been sure of herself. Her father wanted all of his children to be strong soldiers, to fight with the republic, but Evie doesn’t know if she can. She’s never been any good with physical fights (she’ll verbally bitch slap you though), and is afraid of hurting people. That doesn’t mean she cant throw a punch when she needs to, she definitely can, that’s what having older brothers does for ya. She just doesn’t know what her life will be yet.
Flaws Doesn’t know when to shut up.
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{Seem'd Athens as a paradise to me:
O, then, what graces in my love do dwell,
That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!}
-Midsummer's Night Dream, Act I Scene I
L I K E S
Dancing
Making people happy
Flowers
Bike riding
Her brothers
Singing
D I S L I K E S
Watching people suffer
Bad dye jobs
Snakes
Fire
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"Airplane food, what’s up with that?!"
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{And every object that might make me fear
Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt
Would make me sad.}
-Merchant of Venice, Act I Scene I
P H O B I A S
Fire
When Evie was a little girl, her father burned one of her dolls because she disobeyed him. She had put herself in danger by following him, and he wanted to make sure she learned. As the doll burned, Evie tried to save it by reaching into the fire. I think you can guess why she doesn’t like flames.
Losing her brothers
She’s always terrified that her brothers are going to die like her father did, protecting people. She hates their jobs, but doesn’t complain.
Snakes
Evie never understood why God made snakes, they’re just ugly and evil at heart. The way they slither? Heh, no thank you.
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"Crazy? Why yes, thank you."
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M E N T A L S T A T E O F M I N D
{I will no longer endure it, though yet I
know no wise remedy how to avoid it.}
-As You Like It, Act I Scene I
Current State of Mind: Always insulted when people call her crazy.
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"Life’s a cakewalk, I got the fruitcake."
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H I S T O R Y
N A R R A T E D ★ B Y ★ T H E ★ C R E A T O R
Early Life
Evie was born into a house that already held many children. She doesn’t really remember much of her childhood, but it certainly wasn’t bad. She was cared for by her father and older siblings, her mother out of the picture pretty quickly. She goes to her older siblings whenever she has a problem, and isn’t shy with them at all.
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Adolescence
When Evie was young, her father died saving Josie Grave. At the time, she didn’t know what happened, she just knew that daddy didn’t come home at night anymore. When she got older, it was explained to her, and she was horrified. She tried to get her brother Aidan to quit his job, he just laughed and ruffled her hair, though. She’s opposed to him being a guard, and wishes he would just get a job somewhere else… She herself has a job at a flower shop in town, she loves it there.
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"You’re my crutch when my legs stop moving"
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{You have often
Begun to tell me what I am, but stopp'd
And left me to a bootless inquisition,
Concluding 'Stay: not yet.'}
-The Tempest, Act I Scene II
R E L A T I O N S H I P S
The Lovers
★ None yet. Her brother would probably kill them.
The Friends
★ Evie has a few friends that live in town, but she’d rather spend her time with her family. Other girls are too annoying to her “OMG guess what?!?!” makes her want to shoot someone.
The Immediate Relations
★ Evie’s family is the most important thing to her. She loves each of them to the moon and back, and would do anything to make them happy. They don’t really understand her, but she feels accepted with them.
The Enemies
★ None. She doesn’t do enemies, she does “hate-friends”. She really doesn’t have any of those either, but she likes to pretend.
The Deceased
★ Her father. She misses him dearly, and sometimes, before she goes to sleep, will pray beside her bed that he’s safe, up in heaven.
Other: Evie has always wanted a kitten. Always.
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{The king's a beggar, now the play is done:
All is well ended, if this suit be won,
That you express content; which we will pay,
With strife to please you, day exceeding day:
Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts;
Your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts.}
-All's Well That Ends Well, Act V Scene III
★★★All rights reserved (view spoiler)★★★
★★★This template is hereby dubbed as the tragic comedy, in honor of William Shakespeare.★★★
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"Make smiles, not war"
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{'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Evie
Pronunciation: ee-vee
Evie {Hebrew}
The name Evie in Hebrew symbolizes life, living, and lively characteristics.
Evie doesn’t have a middle or last name, as he father didn’t believe in either. He said that his children would be strong soldiers, so they had no need for the extra names.
Nickname(s): Just Evie, her father used to call her Eve
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"Ya know what would be great? You shutting up!"
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{I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.}
-The Tempest, Act I, Scene II
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Physical Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Date of Birth: March 5th
Location of Birth: Hospital
Time of Birth: 3:44 PM
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"Some assholes just live to kill vibes"
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{Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face,
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Appearance:
Evie has medium-length brown hair, it tends to be on the curly side, had to control. She doesn’t really care though.
Evie has brown eyes, flecked throughout with pale gold.
Build: Average height, lean
Height: Five foot five inches
Weight: 101 lbs
Skin Tone: A failry average white
Imperfections: Evie has a light shadow of freckles across her cheeks from when she was younger, they’re mostly gone, but not yet.
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"Well hello there Mr. Grumpy Gills, looks like someone’s hopped on the depression train"
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{O, that I were a glove upon that hand,}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Typical Dressing Style: Evie likes to dress casual, she hates dresses and skirts. That’s probably because she grew up around a million and one brothers, but really, who knows?
Accessories: Not really any…
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"You’re just jealous of my spunk"
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{Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts;
Into a thousand parts divide on man,
And make imaginary puissance;
Think when we talk of horses, that you see them
Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth;
For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,}
-Henry V, Act I Prologue
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Traits
Goofy
Caring
Sensitive
Unsure
Elaboration
"Weird? Pshhhh…nahhhh"
Evie has always been an odd girl. She constantly makes weird ojkes, does odd things just to get laughs (dances, stupid comments, etc). She doesn’t think it’s weird, she just wants to make others smile. But she gets looked down at a lot for it, oops…
"Would you just shut up!! Hurting people just makes you an asshole!"
Evie has always cared deeply for people. It doesn’t matter to her who they are or how long shes known them for, she always makes sure to care for the people around her. If she has to stand up for someone she hates? Fine, its worth it. No body gets treated badly around Evie.
"No one asked for your opinion."
Evie is the kind of girl that takes everything to heart. That means both compliments and insults. She’s that girl that has to hold back tears when she’s called stupid, blushes and looks away when she’s given a raised brow, etc. She tries to be tough and ignore sometimes, but that’s hard for her.
"I just, I have no clue, okay?!"
Evie has never really been sure of herself. Her father wanted all of his children to be strong soldiers, to fight with the republic, but Evie doesn’t know if she can. She’s never been any good with physical fights (she’ll verbally bitch slap you though), and is afraid of hurting people. That doesn’t mean she cant throw a punch when she needs to, she definitely can, that’s what having older brothers does for ya. She just doesn’t know what her life will be yet.
Flaws Doesn’t know when to shut up.
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{Seem'd Athens as a paradise to me:
O, then, what graces in my love do dwell,
That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!}
-Midsummer's Night Dream, Act I Scene I
L I K E S
Dancing
Making people happy
Flowers
Bike riding
Her brothers
Singing
D I S L I K E S
Watching people suffer
Bad dye jobs
Snakes
Fire
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"Airplane food, what’s up with that?!"
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{And every object that might make me fear
Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt
Would make me sad.}
-Merchant of Venice, Act I Scene I
P H O B I A S
Fire
When Evie was a little girl, her father burned one of her dolls because she disobeyed him. She had put herself in danger by following him, and he wanted to make sure she learned. As the doll burned, Evie tried to save it by reaching into the fire. I think you can guess why she doesn’t like flames.
Losing her brothers
She’s always terrified that her brothers are going to die like her father did, protecting people. She hates their jobs, but doesn’t complain.
Snakes
Evie never understood why God made snakes, they’re just ugly and evil at heart. The way they slither? Heh, no thank you.
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"Crazy? Why yes, thank you."
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M E N T A L S T A T E O F M I N D
{I will no longer endure it, though yet I
know no wise remedy how to avoid it.}
-As You Like It, Act I Scene I
Current State of Mind: Always insulted when people call her crazy.
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"Life’s a cakewalk, I got the fruitcake."
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H I S T O R Y
N A R R A T E D ★ B Y ★ T H E ★ C R E A T O R
Early Life
Evie was born into a house that already held many children. She doesn’t really remember much of her childhood, but it certainly wasn’t bad. She was cared for by her father and older siblings, her mother out of the picture pretty quickly. She goes to her older siblings whenever she has a problem, and isn’t shy with them at all.
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Adolescence
When Evie was young, her father died saving Josie Grave. At the time, she didn’t know what happened, she just knew that daddy didn’t come home at night anymore. When she got older, it was explained to her, and she was horrified. She tried to get her brother Aidan to quit his job, he just laughed and ruffled her hair, though. She’s opposed to him being a guard, and wishes he would just get a job somewhere else… She herself has a job at a flower shop in town, she loves it there.
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"You’re my crutch when my legs stop moving"
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{You have often
Begun to tell me what I am, but stopp'd
And left me to a bootless inquisition,
Concluding 'Stay: not yet.'}
-The Tempest, Act I Scene II
R E L A T I O N S H I P S
The Lovers
★ None yet. Her brother would probably kill them.
The Friends
★ Evie has a few friends that live in town, but she’d rather spend her time with her family. Other girls are too annoying to her “OMG guess what?!?!” makes her want to shoot someone.
The Immediate Relations
★ Evie’s family is the most important thing to her. She loves each of them to the moon and back, and would do anything to make them happy. They don’t really understand her, but she feels accepted with them.
The Enemies
★ None. She doesn’t do enemies, she does “hate-friends”. She really doesn’t have any of those either, but she likes to pretend.
The Deceased
★ Her father. She misses him dearly, and sometimes, before she goes to sleep, will pray beside her bed that he’s safe, up in heaven.
Other: Evie has always wanted a kitten. Always.
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{The king's a beggar, now the play is done:
All is well ended, if this suit be won,
That you express content; which we will pay,
With strife to please you, day exceeding day:
Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts;
Your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts.}
-All's Well That Ends Well, Act V Scene III
Mod
[Name]
{First} Adrian
{Meaning/Origin} Adrian(AY-dree-an) means 'From Hadria', the origin is Latin. Hadria is a town in Northern Italy.
{Middle} Soul
{Meaning/Origin} Soul(Sole) means exactly what it sounds like, a living persons soul. His parents picked this as Adrian's middle name because a soul is so important, as was their baby boy to them.
{Last} Granite
{Meaning/Origin}Granite(GRAEN-aht †) means 'One who is steadfast; unyealding'. The origin is English-American.
“Take my heart but don't take my soul”
[Personal]
{Age} 18
{DOB}> April 26
{Place of birth} A small house in a village, his father works for a priest in a peaceful city.
{Gender} Male
{Sexual Preference} Hetersexual
“Smile before your face gets stuck that way”
[Appearance]
(view spoiler)
{Height} 5'10
{Weight} 150
{Hair} His hair varies between a dirty blonde and brown, it depends on how much he has been in the sun. He always keeps it at a moderate length, he doesn't like long hair.
{Skin} It's not pale, but its not a nice tan either, his skin color is in between.
{Eyes} Blue, a beautiful sky colored blue.
“We take too much for granted when we feel safe”
Personality
Likes
Being around his father Singing in sign language Feeling a beat beneath his feet Laying on a nice cool batch of grass SwimmingAdrian likes to spend time with family, especially his father. He and his father are very close to one another. Adrian doesn't exactly have any friends so he keeps to himself, rolling in the grass, or swimming takes up some of his day sometimes to keep occupied. Singing, even in sign language, is something that Adrian enjoys. He writes songs in a leather journal he has had since he was 7.
"I won't listen anyway"
Dislikes
Social functions Being made fun of His father chastising him Having to be nice to people he doesn't like Ignorant peopleAdrian has some deep seated annoyance for ignorant people. Ignorant people hate what they do not understand, they express rudeness, and awkward tension towards people that are not like them, or are something they don't want to grasp. He doesn't have much patience for people that have made fun of him in the past or people he just doesn't like because of a feeling he has about them. Sometimes Adrian gets into fights, or yelling bouts with others which makes his father very upset and he chastises Adrian. Disappointing his father is one thing that Adrian cannot stand, it makes him feel worthless and depressed.
“Don't take happiness from others pain”
Phobia(s)
Being alone when he's old He doesn't do well with hairballs Adrian has a fear of chipmunks, their teeth just freak him out Being closed in a small, dark place.Skills
Adrian knows ASL Adrian is experienced in book keeping Adrian can figure mechanical problems out pretty fast“Some mistake uniqueness for flaws”
History
Early childhood
Adrian was born hard of hearing. His mother thought it a flaw, an unacceptable flaw for her son. She abandoned Adrian and his father, she never came back. Adrian's father never faulted his son for his wife's selfish, idiotic views. He loved his son from the first time he held him in his arms. When Adrian was only a toddler he was smack in the side of the head for not listening to a soldier about not going into a certain store. Adrian's father, Patrick, went off on the soldier, he explained that his son was deaf, because Adrian practically was, and that it wasn't his sons fault. It was the first time that Adrian had problems because of his hearing loss, and not the last.
Adolescence
Patrick let Adrian stay at home, he hired a tutor, and even a personal tutor for himself so he could learn ASL. Adrian flew threw his classes like it was nothing, he stayed by his fathers side when he wasn't learning. Patrick was a book keeper and assistant for a wealthy Priest nearby. So he could afford a few luxuries for his deaf son. By the time Adrian was 13 he couldn't hear anything his father said to him, even if he screamed at the top of his lungs. Adrian could hear cannon's going off, but unless the sound was as loud as that he didn't hear it. Adrian had problems making friends, no one wanted to befriend someone they didn't understand. Patrick taught his son all he knew about book keeping, it was a trade that his son could use later in life if he needed to. Book keeping was something a deaf child could do without a problem.
At 15 Adrian began fighting, it all started with a General's son. The son had started making fun of Adrian, teasing him because of his inability to hear. He would knock him upside the head, play pranks. Adrian finally had enough and started working out, building some muscle, he was beginning to build anger towards people like the military kid. He finally fought back one day, the military kid had to be hospitalized and Adrian found something he could control, something that hyped his adrenaline up.
Young Adult
Adrian is about to be a young adult, he has no friends to speak of, problems swirling around him in the world that he can do nothing about, and a problem getting into fights that he can't quite control. His father is honestly considering putting his son in the Military to get a grip on him. His son has seemed to of fallen off an edge that he can't get back up from. Patrick has no idea what to do, he feels for his son, but he also want's to treat him like he would any other child. Adrian hates that he has never been on a date, or an outting with friends. He despises his father sometimes for putting limits on Adrian, like his hearing puts a hold on his life. Adrian believes he can do anything he puts his mind to and plans on escaping from under his fathers nose very soon.
"If you can't handle me at my best how could you ever handle me at my worst?"
Other Adrian is deaf. He cannot hear, if you don't know sign language it will be very hard for you to communicate with him.
||Basic Details||
[name] Evangeline Renée Nightingale
(first) Evangeline
(middle) Renée
(last) Nightingale
||nicknames|| Eva, Night, Gale
[age] 14
date of birth) 31st July, 1999
(location of birth) Normandy, France
[gender]
(physical gender) Female
(sexuality) Straight
||Appearance||
[hair]
(length) Long
(color) Red (Natural)
(style) Messy
[eyes]
(color) Turquoise
[skin]
(tone) Light
(imperfections) A thin silvery scar across her throat
||Personality||
[commonly shown characteristics]
Likes
❅ Her brother
❅ Archery
❅ Fencing
❅ Horseriding
❅ Reading
❅ (Day) dreaming
❅ Being alone
Eva loves her brother. He is her closest friend and guardian, and although he is sometimes a jerk and a horrid person, when he's nice he's like the perfect older brother. She loves to read, and especially daydream, often being ticked off for doing so because she tends to lose focus rather quickly. She likes being alone- it takes her mind off things.
Dislikes
[Her father's warning look before he gets mad]
※ Her father
※ Mean people
※ Powerful people (In general)
※ Deep water
※ Being lectured by her sometimes-over-protective brother, OR by her father.
She hates her father for what he did to his family, and the two often get into fights. And when he goes off at his daughter, it's never a pleasant thing to experience, whether it be by sight or hearing. Usually their fights end up with Eva storming out of the house and disappearing for days on end which worries her brother sick.
Phobias
➣ Fear of deep and black water
➣ Supernatural beings
➣ Evil people
➣ Power
||History||
[Early life]
In the middle of a thunderstorm, followed by a lunar eclipse, Evangeline Renée Nightingale was born. It was neither a happy nor sad moment for the NIghtingale family. They just watched over the little, dark- haired infant, without a clue of what she was to become. Born early, she was a weakling, and being born to a poor family did not help their case.
"One more mouth to feed," her father would have said.
But that saying of his altered when Eva was a few days old. Lillianda died from childbirth, a common thing in their region, but nevertheless her loss was a great one on the family- that would impact them all one day or another.
For four years Eva was still too young to comprehend most things, but her father did care for her, as did her brother.
But her father did it out of pure grief. He knew what Lillianda would have wanted for the child. But to him, deep inside, she was useless. A girl. Weak. Timid, quiet. Not what he had hoped for. He wanted a second boy, who could grow up to be a fighter. But not a girl.
[Childhood]
Eva surprisingly grew up with a love for water. As the years passed, so did the darkness in her hair. Changing to a golden-reddish copper colour, it made her lose her dark and sombre appearance. But just as her body changed, so did her mind. For five years she was kept in complete isolation from her mother's whereabouts and history.
By the time her father struck up the courage to tell her, she was 10. And she understood all of it. Her father's brawls and often drunken state. Her family's sudden stillness when she said the word 'mother.'
But she still did not understand why her father was so abusive towards her. He would shout at her, intimidate her, and until she was thirteen she never had the bravery to strike back. And so her personality remained that of and ignorant, scared, and lonely girl.
[Adolescence]
The closer Evangeline got to being 14, the worse her relationship with her father became. Almost every night they'd fight. And almost once a week Eva would run away, crying, and wishing either her father dead or that it was easy to make up for the things they had talked about. But with a man like Lawrence it was never easy. In fact, it was far from being easy.
But she got a snippish tongue and her temper levels grew, as did her will to just run away and never see her family again. BUt she always comes back, because she can't bear the idea o leaving Zander heartbroken... And she can't bear leaving him, for he is really the only person she can rely on, and trust, and go to in times of need.
"Hope seemed like the song of birds, too swiftly flown away..."
She is currently living with her father and brother, still fighting with her father and crying with her brother. But she has gained her independence and her wild side. She is shy towards intimidating and unknown faces, and still likes to be alone, but she is no longer ignorant. She would have liked to stay ignorant. BUt the truth was too real to be ignored.
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[family]
Parents
Mother: ✝ Lillianda Nightingale (Née Mallain) [Died from childbirth]
Father: Lawrence Solos Nightingale [Goes by either Night or Gale for his surname. He finds NIghtingale too soft for him.]
Sibling(s)
Brother: Alexander {Zander} Nightingale. [Goes usually by the nickname Zander.]
I feel as if mine is quite sufficient, however.
I trust that all of you know how to bold, so I won't worry much about that...but to make things fast, just fill it in and delete the periods. YOU OWE ME. THIS WAS MADE FROM 3-4AM, GUYS.
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