Post by >>>Ellie<<< on Jan 25, 2008 22:01:43 GMT -5
Full Name: Katherine Carr
Nickname(s): KC, Kaia
Stage Name: She tries to pass Kaia off as her real name so... I guess that would also be her stage name.
Age: 24
Artistic Pursuit(s): Model
Image:
Kaia.
KC.
Alpha Kaia?
WUHU Black and white...
Katherine
Appearance: Katherine has tanned skin with a few freckles dotted around. Her eyes are green which makes them stand out from her hair which is a dark brown. Her hair is quite long but she keeps it well and she is around 5"6. She's thin and has an air of 'superior alpha female' about her. She looks like someone who would be selling her looks in the Roxy, but she definately isn't. She has a captivating smile that somehow always looks to be hiding some juicy secret.
Personality: Katherine despises being called Katherine. So she always goes by the name of Kaia. Passing it off as her real name. She feels too good to be forced to live in the Presidential Villa's with 'those sad little Roxy whores' as she so affectionately calls them. She's a very mysterious woman who is very secretive about her past, she's quick witted and her tongue has a razor sharp edge. She's very determined, once she sees something, someone that she wants, she will get it. She doesn't believe in being subtle and is extremely confident. She's noticed when she walks in a room simply because her ego smacks everyone in the face is it tries to fit through the door. She's a blatent flirt, but only with people she feels can benefit her cause.
Family: Tracy Carr, Mark Carr. Tracy is dead now but was a secretary whilst Mark before is a very unsuccsesful car salesman.
History: Tracy died when Katherine was around thirteen, a very traumatic experience for her as she was very close to her mother. Her father became a hopeless alcoholic who took to abusing his young daughter in ways that still haunt her nightmares to this very day. She endured living through his brutality for years until at twenty she had enough. Taking his car keys she stole the family car and whatever money she could find and left with only the clothes on her back. Her destination? A new start in New york. Leaving behind the pathetic and broken Katherine Carr and unleashing confident and brillient Kaia.
She struggled for her first year, working as a waitress at some of the smaller cafe's until finally being noticed by a customer who also happened to own a modelling agency. She was signed and at 23 had become a nationally known model. Advertising mostly clothing, perfumes and jewelery for the famous fashion houses and designers. Kaia had helped her to get everything she wanted. To get whoever she wanted. To be who she wanted.
Then, a few weeks before she turned 24 Kaia failed her. In a spectacular fall from grace that the tabloids loved the young model went from penthouse suites to a box room at Presidential Villas. It appeared her notorious behaviour of being fussy on sets, demanding changes made to clothes if she didn't like them before she modelled them e.t.c had gotten to the newspapers. Seeing her behaviour smashed to peices, analysed and judged and then finding constant phonecalls demanding to know about her past hit her hard. Every phone call brought back memories of what her father had done to her for all those years.
She started partying, her freefall down to lower New York getting faster, drinking, sleeping with many men and falling into depression she left the agency. Sick of having her every move turned into common knowledge. She stopped paying her bills and once the bank started chasing her sold her apartment and moved down to Lower New York. She kept all of her classy clothes though, somehow somethings just never stopped being important, although she never wore them.
In the months that followed she was ushered into rehab by an old friend who offered to pay for her treatment. After spending nearly six months in there she came back out. Donning her old clothes from when she'd been the dream girl of high society she got herself a job. Kaia was back, and determined to fight her way back to the top, where she belonged. She now works at Aces & Spades, merely because she wanted to work in a cafe again seeing as it seemed that was where her luck had started before. She's definately left behind Katherine, nowadays Kaia is a determined young woman who would cut someones throat to get back to her former glory.
Main Talent: Is their dancing better than their singing? Perhaps they're a better musician than an actress? Can they model better than they paint?
Weaknesses: She fears her real past being found out and used against her. She fears her father finding her and also constantly worries that she won't make it back to the top. She's sometimes overly confident, her overly aggresive in the way she goes about things and when someone angers her she isn't afraid to give them a peice of her mind. Kaia's ego is practically bigger than the planet. She can be an amazing enemy. Even though she has strong opinons if someone that she knows could furthur her career... or someone that she likes disagrees she will change her opinon to be likeable.
Strengths: She's beautiful, shes a brilliant model and she has the confident ego to go with it. She's despite what her outward appearance suggests a very respectable person. She despises the Roxy for the shameless flaunting of its girls and views herself as a 'serious' woman. She's nice to those that -matter- or to those she feels are up to her own standard of humanity. She can be a brilliant friend.
Anything Else: Eh.
RP Example:
Kaia had a break in her shift so she leant on the bar, flipping through one of the hopelessly out of date magazines they had. An advert for some perfume or other came up, and her breath cought. It was -her-. She was giving the camera a sultry smile while pretending that the perfume (she'd hated it!) was the best thing in the whole entire world.
Frowning she ripped the page out of the magazine, scrunching it up and chucking it into the bin. She hated that she'd had all that and then lost it. Because of some stupid reporter that had been at one of her shoots. If she ever found them... they'd suddenly find themselves six feet under.
She heard an impatient cough from one of the tables and pretended to ignore it. One of those other employee people would deal with it. Kaia had more important things to do, like ripping her stupid photos out of these magazines. The people who insisted on making her do her 'job' could wait, if they couldn't be bothered making their own coffee at home then she didn't see why she should make it for them.
No one moved over but she did notice a pointed glare in her direction from the manager. She rolled her eyes,
"Fine, fine, I'm going!" she hissed.
Slamming the magazing back onto the pile and flipping her hair over her shoulder she strutted to the table. Flashing the customer a dazzling smile she leant down to give him just enough cleavage to keep her dignity but be completely forgiven for her lateness.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" she cooed, on the outside the picture of beautiful sincerity, on the inside imagining many painfull ways to destruct this man currently ordering a black coffee.
How you found the site: Say what now? *points to admin badge* get some glasses honey!
Nickname(s): KC, Kaia
Stage Name: She tries to pass Kaia off as her real name so... I guess that would also be her stage name.
Age: 24
Artistic Pursuit(s): Model
Image:
Kaia.
KC.
Alpha Kaia?
WUHU Black and white...
Katherine
Appearance: Katherine has tanned skin with a few freckles dotted around. Her eyes are green which makes them stand out from her hair which is a dark brown. Her hair is quite long but she keeps it well and she is around 5"6. She's thin and has an air of 'superior alpha female' about her. She looks like someone who would be selling her looks in the Roxy, but she definately isn't. She has a captivating smile that somehow always looks to be hiding some juicy secret.
Personality: Katherine despises being called Katherine. So she always goes by the name of Kaia. Passing it off as her real name. She feels too good to be forced to live in the Presidential Villa's with 'those sad little Roxy whores' as she so affectionately calls them. She's a very mysterious woman who is very secretive about her past, she's quick witted and her tongue has a razor sharp edge. She's very determined, once she sees something, someone that she wants, she will get it. She doesn't believe in being subtle and is extremely confident. She's noticed when she walks in a room simply because her ego smacks everyone in the face is it tries to fit through the door. She's a blatent flirt, but only with people she feels can benefit her cause.
Family: Tracy Carr, Mark Carr. Tracy is dead now but was a secretary whilst Mark before is a very unsuccsesful car salesman.
History: Tracy died when Katherine was around thirteen, a very traumatic experience for her as she was very close to her mother. Her father became a hopeless alcoholic who took to abusing his young daughter in ways that still haunt her nightmares to this very day. She endured living through his brutality for years until at twenty she had enough. Taking his car keys she stole the family car and whatever money she could find and left with only the clothes on her back. Her destination? A new start in New york. Leaving behind the pathetic and broken Katherine Carr and unleashing confident and brillient Kaia.
She struggled for her first year, working as a waitress at some of the smaller cafe's until finally being noticed by a customer who also happened to own a modelling agency. She was signed and at 23 had become a nationally known model. Advertising mostly clothing, perfumes and jewelery for the famous fashion houses and designers. Kaia had helped her to get everything she wanted. To get whoever she wanted. To be who she wanted.
Then, a few weeks before she turned 24 Kaia failed her. In a spectacular fall from grace that the tabloids loved the young model went from penthouse suites to a box room at Presidential Villas. It appeared her notorious behaviour of being fussy on sets, demanding changes made to clothes if she didn't like them before she modelled them e.t.c had gotten to the newspapers. Seeing her behaviour smashed to peices, analysed and judged and then finding constant phonecalls demanding to know about her past hit her hard. Every phone call brought back memories of what her father had done to her for all those years.
She started partying, her freefall down to lower New York getting faster, drinking, sleeping with many men and falling into depression she left the agency. Sick of having her every move turned into common knowledge. She stopped paying her bills and once the bank started chasing her sold her apartment and moved down to Lower New York. She kept all of her classy clothes though, somehow somethings just never stopped being important, although she never wore them.
In the months that followed she was ushered into rehab by an old friend who offered to pay for her treatment. After spending nearly six months in there she came back out. Donning her old clothes from when she'd been the dream girl of high society she got herself a job. Kaia was back, and determined to fight her way back to the top, where she belonged. She now works at Aces & Spades, merely because she wanted to work in a cafe again seeing as it seemed that was where her luck had started before. She's definately left behind Katherine, nowadays Kaia is a determined young woman who would cut someones throat to get back to her former glory.
Main Talent: Is their dancing better than their singing? Perhaps they're a better musician than an actress? Can they model better than they paint?
Weaknesses: She fears her real past being found out and used against her. She fears her father finding her and also constantly worries that she won't make it back to the top. She's sometimes overly confident, her overly aggresive in the way she goes about things and when someone angers her she isn't afraid to give them a peice of her mind. Kaia's ego is practically bigger than the planet. She can be an amazing enemy. Even though she has strong opinons if someone that she knows could furthur her career... or someone that she likes disagrees she will change her opinon to be likeable.
Strengths: She's beautiful, shes a brilliant model and she has the confident ego to go with it. She's despite what her outward appearance suggests a very respectable person. She despises the Roxy for the shameless flaunting of its girls and views herself as a 'serious' woman. She's nice to those that -matter- or to those she feels are up to her own standard of humanity. She can be a brilliant friend.
Anything Else: Eh.
RP Example:
Kaia had a break in her shift so she leant on the bar, flipping through one of the hopelessly out of date magazines they had. An advert for some perfume or other came up, and her breath cought. It was -her-. She was giving the camera a sultry smile while pretending that the perfume (she'd hated it!) was the best thing in the whole entire world.
Frowning she ripped the page out of the magazine, scrunching it up and chucking it into the bin. She hated that she'd had all that and then lost it. Because of some stupid reporter that had been at one of her shoots. If she ever found them... they'd suddenly find themselves six feet under.
She heard an impatient cough from one of the tables and pretended to ignore it. One of those other employee people would deal with it. Kaia had more important things to do, like ripping her stupid photos out of these magazines. The people who insisted on making her do her 'job' could wait, if they couldn't be bothered making their own coffee at home then she didn't see why she should make it for them.
No one moved over but she did notice a pointed glare in her direction from the manager. She rolled her eyes,
"Fine, fine, I'm going!" she hissed.
Slamming the magazing back onto the pile and flipping her hair over her shoulder she strutted to the table. Flashing the customer a dazzling smile she leant down to give him just enough cleavage to keep her dignity but be completely forgiven for her lateness.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" she cooed, on the outside the picture of beautiful sincerity, on the inside imagining many painfull ways to destruct this man currently ordering a black coffee.
How you found the site: Say what now? *points to admin badge* get some glasses honey!