Post by Katja Leona Lore on Dec 11, 2008 19:04:05 GMT -5
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Name: Katja Leona Lore
Age: Seventeen Years Of Age
Physical Age: Sixteen Years Of Age
Personality:
Katja is a calm seventeen year old. Nothing really bothers her to the point she's annoyed. She will simply take the words thrown at her, and throw them back, in a calm and serene manner. She'll express her feelings on you're opinion, and then give you hers. She polite about it to you, and she doesn't let you're opinion bother her.
She's very polite around her friends. She's easily distracted when it comes to friends. She like to focus on them a lot of the time, and not focus on her work much. She loves to hang out with friends, and do whatever they do, if they do what she wants to do in return. She'll often give her friends gifts, just to be nice, but has found that people can walk all of her heart to get what they want, and only that.
She's not really nice to the people she doesn't get along well with. They never really anger her much, but when they do, they may have hell to pay. She'll often ignore them, but if they do wish to talk to her, she won't ignore them, and she'll hear them out, not matter what they say to her. She'll be nice to people she doesn't know, only if they are nice back, otherwise, she'll just ignore them along with the other people who are jerks.
Katja is becoming very rebellious. She loves sneaking out when she's doing homework, and hanging out with her friends. She's most of the time a good girl, but often times needs her time alone, or with her friends. She'll often go into the woods, unaware of the dangers that may find her there.
Katja doesn't know much about vampires, or werewolves. She isn't afraid of them, and what she does know about them, she finds incredibly facinating. If she gets to a point where her curiosity overrides everything she's interested in at the moment, she'll research more on both topics.
She loves German foods, and often cooks them for her friends. She loves playing the guitar, and singing to her hearts content. She loves studying, and her friends often laugh at her for that. She loves writing and reading, and will often share her favorite book with you. She'll have you look at her writing if she truly wants to.
She hates sharks and spiders. Those are the only things that really scare her. She's not scared of anything else but that. She doesn't seem to be afraid of the thougt of vampires and werewolves being real, she really doesn't believe they could be real. But it always makes her curious to think they may be real.
Appearance:
Katja has long bright red hair, and pretty blue eyes. She has a well shaped face, and small ears. Her mouth if small, as is her nose. Her eyes are almost thei heir of perfection. She hace nicely waxed eyebrows, and has a small forehead. She is very lithe, and lean. She has long limbs, and small feet and hands.
She normally wears any clothing that she has in her closet. It could be bright, and it could be dark, it really doesn't matter to her all that much. But she wears the same pair of white sneakers almost all the time. She'll wear sandels at times, if it's warmer out, and tends to wears skirts, a buttons up shirt, and a tie. She normally wears her hair down on her shoulders.
History: Katja was born in Germany seventeen years ago. As a child she'd run through the safe village streets, where she lived, and play tag with the children, after kindergarten everyday. One day though, she was running with her friends, when she met a man with really pale skin, and almsot red eyes. She ran in fright, and went home, leaving her friends. After the event, she refused to go play outside anymore, all the way through Primary school, until she was fourteen years of age.
When she was fourteen, her parents decided to move to America. They moved to Forks, because it was a small town, just like the one they has lived in in Germany. Katja still found it hard to leave the house in this new place, but soon passed her way through school with many friends, and very good grades. On her sixteenth birthday, she was given a small diamond pendant, by her mother. Her mother told here to wear it at all times, as it would help keep vampires away. It was a cross. Her m other commited suicide that night, and her father and her have never been able to think why. Katja thinks it was mmos very sudden obsession with vampires that lead to her suicide, and she's blamed that ever since.
She's now seventeen, and is very rebellious with her father. She doesn't like being held in the house, against her will doing homework she already know like the back of her hand. She wants to be outside, wandering around the town she now calls home. She's searching for few things. She really has no interest in love, but that may change...soon...
RP sample:
Katja breathed heavily as she ran through the forests of her old homeland. It had been 5 years since she had bore the King's two beautiful children, and she had left them with her maid. News had spread that the other country was attacking.
She had to stop it.
She ran on until she froze, and left behind a tree, out of the sight of many enemy soldiers. They were torturing someone. She peered around the bark of the tree, and spotted the familiar face of her dear uncle. This angered Katja to an extreme degree. She bent down, and slowly set her fingers to the ground, making it freeze around the soldiers feet almost instantly.
Her fingers broke trough a spot in the ice, and sent an electrical charge through the solid water. Many of the soldiers found themselves dead, while others looked for who set this trap.
Katja stepped out, and almost instantly, a blade was pushed through her back. She screamed in agony, and then tristed around, ripping the blade from her wound, and the soldiers hands, before slaying him with his own weapon. She looked to the ground and wretched her own lifeforce. Red. Crimson. Warm. Wet. Darkness.
She almost blacked out, but caught herself as the remaining soldiers went after her. There were only 6 left, but her uncle had died. She dropped to her knees, breathing heavily, trying to end another attack, but failing.
She had asked Leon to alert the King of what she was about to do. She did it to save the land, and also him. She didn't care what it proved, if only he was safe.
Ice was protecting fire from it's flames being doused. And yet, ice failed.
Katja hoped help would come soon, she just hoped the remaining men didn't take advantage of her. She'd fight for sure. She swore never to let another man touch her again, after the king.
Slowly...
Darkness...
Cold...
Nothing Something...
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