Post by Katherine Valentine on Dec 12, 2010 13:36:15 GMT -5
Katherine Rose Valentine
[/size] *******************
Characters Personal Information
Name: Katherine Rose Valentine, gets called Kat and Rose more often than Katherine.
Gender: Female.
Age: Nineteen
Hair Color: Platinum blonde – i.e. white.
Eye Color: Before being brought to Wonderland – Blue
After – Red, how this happened no-one is really sure though her original boogie had the talent to change the appearance of others...
Skin Tone: Pale
Height: 5ft 6”
Weight: 9.3 stone
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
How Did They arrive here:
Katherine can no longer remember how she came to be in Wonderland and what events lead to her being taken.
---- It was the night of her sixth birthday, her alcoholic and abusive parents were once again fighting with each other, a frightened Katherine fled to her bedroom and locked the door. She cried herself to sleep that night but her parents arguing woke her, it was then that she saw something she would have never imagined. A hand extended from the cupboard, her childish curiosity compelled her to take it...
Years In Wonderland: Thirteen
********************
What Are They Like?
Likes:
[/li][li]Roses.
[/li][li]Chocolate.
[/li][li]Poetry.
[/li][li]Rain.
[/li][li]Snow.
[/li][li]Reading.
[/li][li]The stars.
[/li][li]Art.
[/li][li]Music.
[/li][li]Playing the piano.
[/li][li]Singing
Dislikes:
[/li][li]Her family.
[/li][li]The constant pressure of being a slave.
[/li][li]Not being able to be her own person.
[/li][li]Slaves being mistreated (winces whenever she sees it).
[/li][li]Needless fighting.
[/li][li]Being alone.
[/li][li]Feeling abandoned.
[/li][li]Being treated badly or cruelly.
[/li][li]Feeling uwanted.
Turn Ons:
[/li][li]Seductive words whispered in her ear.
[/li][li]Gentle touches.
[/li][li]Her neck being kissed.
[/li][li]Her hair being played with.
[/li][li]Being treated kindly.
Turn Offs:
[/li][li]Being treated cruelly/roughly.
[/li][li]Being in pain.
[/li][li]Women hitting on her.
[/li][li]Blood.
[/li][li]Bondage.
Nervous Habits:
[/li][li]Tugs on her hair.
[/li][li]Bits her lip.
[/li][li]Looks down.
Fears:
[/li][li]Being alone.
[/li][li]Never falling in love.
[/li][li]Becoming either of her parents.
Appearance:
There is no easy way to describe the human Katherine, she has the grace and elegance of a panther and a dancer all rolled into one. Katherine has long white hair that flows about her shoulder, reaching her waist unless tied back in a bun. Hidden beneath her flowing locks is a tattoo at the top of her neck, it’s a black rose that represents her first master. She has angelic features, pale skinned with darkly framed red eyes that have a habit of mesmerizing unsuspecting people.
Katherine is tall and slender, everything about her is feminine, angelic. No marks blemish her skin, making it almost flawless. Being human she still gets the occasional spot and of course bruises and cuts when she is treated roughly. Despite her eyes being altered by her previous master, the rest of her has been allowed to grow as it would have done naturally. She is usually seen wearing white or black, the white representing her innocence when her master wishes to show it off and black to show just how striking her features are when shown off.
Personality:
Katherine is a nice girl (well if she takes a liking to you anyway) but not one to be crossed, ever; if you do you do it on pain of death. Like the saying says ‘Hell hath no fury like love to hatred turned nor hell a fury like a women scorned' this girls one you really don’t want to scorn. Katherine can be sweet but is never shy to speak to someone. When most people first meet Katherine she is always viewed as friendly and innocent, unless you’re a guy that is planning on trying to have his wicked way with her, she won’t take very kindly to it nor will she take kindly to being forced upon.
Though the friendly side of Katherine is the most commonly seen side of her those who truly know her and have witnessed her fouler mood know that it’s best to not upset her if you value your life. True she doesn’t mind getting into fights but she can honestly say that she has never started a fight without a good reason. She hardly ever looses her temper but even when she does, she calms down very quickly. Usually she removes herself from the company of others as not to saying or doing something she could later regret.
She is protective of her friends and won't allow anyone to push her friends or herself around, she isn't the sort of girl to back out of a challenge and if you try to push her around your challenging her so watch out, she also doesn’t like to be confined and restricted. She has a warm heart under the defensive layers, she is an avid lover of literature and is known to be a very romantic individual. However despite what most people see of her she is actually a very sweet and caring young women who is usually eager to please her master (if she likes them).
[/size]
[color=white********************[/color][/size]
How Their Life Is / Was
[/color]Father: Morgan Valentine
Mother: Keller Valentine
Sibling/s: Unknown, none at the time of her being taken.
History:
The first few years of Katherine’s life are unclear, her biological mother left her with a very caring, young couple who’d recently married. They raised her under no false illusions, they admitted that she was adopted though kept that Millenia was actually the disowned half sister of Katherine's mother a secret, the people of the small town in which they stayed were very accepting of the child, they welcomed her into their close knit community, it was in those early years that she would experience the only true happiness she would ever experience.
From a very young age Katherine had a love of art, her uncle was a fairly successful artist and she spent much of her three years with them in his studio, watching him paint and occasionally helping if that was what you could really call fingers that had been dipped into paint and then added to her uncle’s paintings. He found it endearing and so did certain buyers. Katherine was a quiet and quite shy girl who preferred spending time in her uncle’s studio or listening to her mother read poetry which she’d come to love like another would love a bedtime story.
Just after she turned three her life started to change, her parents decided that they wanted her back and refused to let her stay. They took her back against her will and refused to let Millenia and her family see her which resulted in a very unhappy and confused Katherine who was too young to understand what was going on.
From that moment on Katherine has hated her family, hated the way they talked to each. This disgusted and revolted her even at that young and tender age. Her parents were abusive drunks who drank constantly and when they weren’t being abusive to each other they were being abusive to Katherine. This happened until that fateful night when she turned six. Her parents were drinking and arguing, something Katherine knew that always led to her being hurt by them so she ran to her room and locking the door and crying while her parents hammered on the door, after they’d given up she cried herself to sleep...
Until the arguments started again.
When she awoke she seen the hand that would lead her to her new life. The moment her little hands reached out for the outstretched hand she heard the whispered words that brought her so much comfort. ‘Your free of them now, you’ll never have to worry about them again.’ From that moment on she was the favourite slave of a rather kind Boogie that treasured her, treating her just like her aunt and uncle had. She grew up very happy and protected though she was always completely aware of how other slaves were treated and often wondered why she was treated so differently. She found out the truth when she was sixteen.
She was identical to her master’s deceased daughter, Lamica. They were identical in every way. Except their eyes, where Katherine’s were naturally cerulean blue Lamica’s had been red. Her master had taken her because of the resemblance to his lost daughter and Katherine could live with that...
Her nineteenth birthday came and the master never returned, he was never going to return and now she belonged to a Boogie that she’d never even met...
Roleplaying Sample:
“Let go of me!”
Her shouts echoed through the halls as she was dragged through the halls, her hands were bound and two guards stood on either side of her. The white haired young woman continued to struggle against the guards, refusing to be dragged along quietly. “Unhand me this instant!” A swift backhand to her face silenced her. Her face was red where she’d been hit and she couldn’t help but feel the distinctive sharp pain that came with being struck in the face.
“Shut up!” The guard on her right hissed at her, clearly he’d grown tired of her struggling. He muttered something under his breath while the other just shook his head and dragged her along. For a moment Katherine stopped struggling then suddenly kicked out, striking one in the knee before spinning on her toes and slamming her foot straight into the side of the others head. Before the other could get up she kneed him in the back of the head before making a break for it.
The only sound she could hear was the fast, pounding sound of her heart beat. She ran as fast as she could, trying desperately to get away from the building that she had been being dragged towards. Katherine finally came to a stop, leaning back against the wall, attempting to catch her breath. She slowly slid down the wall, closing her eyes and allowing her breathing to return to normal. Her head was sore. She hadn’t noticed it until now but she guessed she’d hit her head while being dragged from her car.
She wasn’t even sure who they were or why they were after her but she didn’t like it, where was the master she’d been so attached to? Katherine opened her eyes when noise caught her attention, clearly not quick enough. A sharp pain was all she felt before her vision went and all she could hear was the faint and fuzzy sounds of voices. Everything went black and all her senses died.
-------- A Few Hours Later -------
Noise.
She couldn’t make out specific sounds, there was too many of them for her to differentiate between. Voices, two of them. Her hands were still bound, she could feel the cold metal against her skin. “Where…Where am I?” Her crimson eyes flickered open, her vision still blurred. Her white hair was fanned out about her head, almost like a halo. Her face was still red from where she’d been back handed earlier that day. The cold metal was suddenly released from her wrists. She could feel warm arms around her even as she started to come too. [/size]
********************
(OPTIONAL)
A Bit About You
Name: Kat
Age: Nineteen
Experience: Eight years give or take.
How you found the site: Through Shadow Rain.
