Post by Ivera Kholare on Mar 8, 2008 12:29:35 GMT -5
About the Player
Name: Ivy
Age: [?]
Experience: I've been RP'n for the past three years
Codeword: "I don't know" ?
Character Basics
Name: Ivera Jesty Kholare
Gender: Totally a girl!
Age: 21
Birthday: February 14th
Profession: Student
Housing: Apartment
Character's Appearance
Celebrity/Model: Alexis Bledel
Body Type: Ivy is just one of those girls who is obsessed with excercise. Then again, with her DNA she doesn't technically need it. She has the curves, long legs, decent hips--the chest something that she won't obsess over no matter the size. She definitely isn't perfect. Her ankle is always quite weak, ever since an accident as a youth she has a small limp while she walks--as well as a few decent scars. With a strike against the left side of her face, it stretched from temple and curves on down to her jaw. Its not necessarily thick, just noticable. Along with that comes her left arm--her shoulder is always stiff, and she has to go in for therapy every so often to help her out. Other then a few mishaps here and there, Ivy tries desperately to keep herself together. Trying not to think about the world around her and what they see her as. She does what she wants, hoping and praying the world may just leave her alone to live.
Hair: Brown hair, with sharp blonde highlights.
Eyes: Piercing Sapphire E yes.
Height: 5 foot, 4 inches
Other: One upon her face, as well as traveling from her left shoulder to her elbow.
About the Character
Personality: Ivy isn't like most girls. Then again, that's what everyone says right? Alright, maybe there are a few like her. The kind of girl that is strong in her beliefs, won't let herself be swayed. The one that goes and does what she wants despite what the world tells her to do. But then again comes the side that she keeps to herself. She doesn't let much of anyone get to her. Not in her heart, not any where close. Because it'll distract her, they'll hurt her. Just like before. That's how she thinks. Focussing on her career, and how she'll be able to support herself, Ivy doesn't leave much time for anything but homework and what the professor and her internship asks of her.
Ivy has a way of pulling in attention, despite the fact that she really doesn't want it. Writing is her talent, her sould. Constantly she has a pen and a notebook in her hand, always writing. Taking in the wonderful world around her in penned ink. She is always looking and finding the beauty in every situation...all except her own. But thats not the point. The only part of her life that she actually takes into account is her future, everything else is on the side lines. She just won't be able to handle it...she can't...not again...
Fears/Weaknesses:
In the physical sense, her left shoulder as well as her left ankle.
She fears Kraig Donovan(Her abusive and possessive ex), as well as letting people into her heart.
She fears loving someone, because then they'll hurt her. Just like Kraig.
Likes:
Big Chocolate Fan
White Lily
The peace 'n Quiet
Time to herself
Writing
The Phantom of The Opera
Her apartment
Being Unique, and seperate from the world
Dislikes:
Love
**Heights
[/i]Name: Ivy
Age: [?]
Experience: I've been RP'n for the past three years
Codeword: "I don't know" ?
Character Basics
Name: Ivera Jesty Kholare
Gender: Totally a girl!
Age: 21
Birthday: February 14th
Profession: Student
Housing: Apartment
Character's Appearance
Celebrity/Model: Alexis Bledel
Body Type: Ivy is just one of those girls who is obsessed with excercise. Then again, with her DNA she doesn't technically need it. She has the curves, long legs, decent hips--the chest something that she won't obsess over no matter the size. She definitely isn't perfect. Her ankle is always quite weak, ever since an accident as a youth she has a small limp while she walks--as well as a few decent scars. With a strike against the left side of her face, it stretched from temple and curves on down to her jaw. Its not necessarily thick, just noticable. Along with that comes her left arm--her shoulder is always stiff, and she has to go in for therapy every so often to help her out. Other then a few mishaps here and there, Ivy tries desperately to keep herself together. Trying not to think about the world around her and what they see her as. She does what she wants, hoping and praying the world may just leave her alone to live.
Hair: Brown hair, with sharp blonde highlights.
Eyes: Piercing Sapphire E yes.
Height: 5 foot, 4 inches
Other: One upon her face, as well as traveling from her left shoulder to her elbow.
About the Character
Personality: Ivy isn't like most girls. Then again, that's what everyone says right? Alright, maybe there are a few like her. The kind of girl that is strong in her beliefs, won't let herself be swayed. The one that goes and does what she wants despite what the world tells her to do. But then again comes the side that she keeps to herself. She doesn't let much of anyone get to her. Not in her heart, not any where close. Because it'll distract her, they'll hurt her. Just like before. That's how she thinks. Focussing on her career, and how she'll be able to support herself, Ivy doesn't leave much time for anything but homework and what the professor and her internship asks of her.
Ivy has a way of pulling in attention, despite the fact that she really doesn't want it. Writing is her talent, her sould. Constantly she has a pen and a notebook in her hand, always writing. Taking in the wonderful world around her in penned ink. She is always looking and finding the beauty in every situation...all except her own. But thats not the point. The only part of her life that she actually takes into account is her future, everything else is on the side lines. She just won't be able to handle it...she can't...not again...
Fears/Weaknesses:
In the physical sense, her left shoulder as well as her left ankle.
She fears Kraig Donovan(Her abusive and possessive ex), as well as letting people into her heart.
She fears loving someone, because then they'll hurt her. Just like Kraig.
Likes:
Big Chocolate Fan
White Lily
The peace 'n Quiet
Time to herself
Writing
The Phantom of The Opera
Her apartment
Being Unique, and seperate from the world
Dislikes:
Love
**Heights
**Knives//Guns of any kind
Being obsessed over
Noise
A big crowd
**Red Rose
Character History
Her history. Her life. If we started off with sweet, normal, and full of wondrous beautiful memories??? We'd be lying. Ivera Kholare was born a twin. A brother, James. Those two grew up being as close as any siblings or best friends ever could. They could practically read eachothers thoughts when they were only 5. Spending every day of their lives being next to eachother. Even their parents gave them the twins their own little room. While being the youngest kids in a family of 5, it was only obvious Ivy and James were treated like the treasured babies.
The Kholare family was fairly well off. Having inherited a fortune from ancient family riches, it was also Ivy's mother who was a well paid, and a most popular Lawyer. Handeling the biggest cases, taking care of the worst of the worst criminals. Ivera's father, Mark, was always very proud of the name his wife, Mira, made for herself. But in the silence he was constantly worried. With a well known name came certainly difficulties, and problems. Fears.
It was around the Twins 13th birthday, and their mother was put in charge of serial killers case. Being the best of the best the killers family thought that Mira Kholare could handle the problem. She did what she could, the simplest she could, but knowing this man was guilty she couldn't very well defend him. So halfway through the case she had to force herself to leave the case. She wouldn't set free a guilty man. She wouldn't defend him. As consequence, some of this killers friends got fairly upset.
In the end, there was a shooting at the Kholare Manor. The night of the twins 13th. There was a total of Three men, all with guns, one with a knife. The whole family was there, the immidiate family that is. James was shot three times--he ended up with a great amount of blood loss, and died in Ivy's arms. Along with her brothers death, came Mira. Jumping in front of her little babies, she was shot seven times in the chest, and as she lay on the floor one of the men came down and sliced her throat. Right in front of Ivy's eyes. And as Ivy went to defend her mommy, she got a swipe across the face 'n shoulder.
It was then the FBI, Police, and all sorts arrived. But just a bit too late. The Kholare family was broken. Mark ended up having to be put in an insane assylum for the mental trauma of seeing the love of his life die so horribly. The three older siblings went off in their seperate directions, Ivy was put under the care of her eldest brother, Kale. But she was never the same again. She lived the remainder of her teen years pulled away from society. Constantly she's bombarded with nightmares of the horrid incident. And as she now attends Miami U she just wants to finish her years and go off. Forget her past, and just leave it alone.
That night--those next few weeks. Ivy cried herself to sleep. Sobbed her little heart out. And she hasn't cried since.
It was around her 17th year when she finally gained her first boyfriend, Kraig Donovan. She was fully in love with him, and he was always there for her. Caring for her. Making sure she was alright. The one guy she dared to let into her life. It was only a year into their relationship when the abuse started. Small things at first, but over time he started getting truly violent. Only she didn't have the courage to leave him. Ivy was desperate for someone to hang onto, somebody to let her known that she was loved. And even with the bruises she withstood him. Hoping one day it would just end.
Around her third year at Miami U there was a beating that ended up with her in the hospital, and Kraig on trial. Withstanding the horrid happenings, she immediately decided then and there that she wouldn't let anybody else in. Nobody could replace her darling brother, or her mother. Nobody could help her. Nobody could truly love her. And with that she decided to focus on her career, letting true life fade behind her...
Sample RP
Ivera Kholare. Turning off the water to her ice cold shower, she reached out and handled her dark blue robe. Swiftly draping it around her shoulders, she tucked her arms into their rightful places, and tied a knot around her waist with the provided lace. Taking a towel, she simply rung out the extra droplets of water, and pulled her dark brown hair back in a simply ponytail. Not bothering with any make-up, per usual, she simply slipped on some tight jeans, and loose red t-shirt.
Walking out into her apartment, the one her elder siblings paid for, Ivy slipped on some simple sneakers. It was almost just habit to get ready, and leave. Go to class, do her homework...eat dinner, and then just go to sleep. Her days weren't all that exciting. Especially with her focus on everything but truly living life.
Grabbing her dark greeb bag, one her brother made for her as a 13th year birthday present, she draped the strap over her head, and let the bag hang down against her hip. With her movie scripts and other such programs inside, she snatched hold of a piece of toast, and a small little bottle of strawberry milk, and headed out the door. Hopping into her perfect little black Impala, Chevy 1967, she turned her car on, and pulled from the parkinglot. Heading straight for school. Another 'normal' day, in the life of Ivy Kholare.
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