Post by ARIADNE MOLINA on Jun 18, 2012 9:54:31 GMT -5
...ariadne katerina molina*
*If I be waspish, best beware my sting!*
[/size]*If I be waspish, best beware my sting!*
...basics*
name adiadne katherina molina
nickname kate (what she tells most people to call her)
age twenty two
gender female
grade n/a
hometown TEXT HERE
sexualityewnoonesexualheterosexual
personification katherine- taming of the shrew
status dormant
face claim taylor warren
...appearance*
hair color dark brown, almost black
eye color light blue
build lightly toned
height 5'4
clothing style generally wears more professional clothing, nothing frilly or lacy or super pretty. all designer styles, but darker colors and tends to "cover up"
distinctive traits her eyes, people say she always looks angry, like she's going to bite someone
...personal*
personality
kate, as everyone calls her because her father is the only one who can call her adiadne, is a force not to be reckoned with. anyone will tell you, not that it would take too long for you to figure it out yourself if you met her. she has an ever going sour mood, seeming to almost always wear a scowl on her face, and is not afraid to tell anyone exactly what she thinks of them, and won't even try to be nice about it.
she's almost violent, throwing things when her temper gets bad and screams at at least one person a day... on an off day. kate is a prominent person in society, due to her father's name, but doesn't seem to care a think about her public image, which isn't all that great. she's actually known for her attitude, for being undateable while her sister is on the list of the most highly desirable women in the area.
her temper and attitude is even more dangerous in a sense, because she's a very bright woman, smart and witty and rather clever. she prides herself in being unable to be tied down, or beaten, or bested in a match of wit. her tongue is one of the foulest around, not censoring herself a bit with language and often using the most lewd and inappropriate words of she feels it necessary. she won't do anything she doesn't want to do, and will do anything she wishes. no one seems able to talk to her or get close to her in any way. her sister even gets bad treatment, verbally and sometimes physically. one day, back in high school, her father came home to find her tied to a rolling chair being dragged around by kate because she was teasing her about the men who were all wanting to ask her to prom. she always has been rebellious and untamed, and despises the fact that her sister is so ahead of her socially, despite being younger.
past
mr molina was a prominant businessman in new york from a rich background. mrs molina was beautiful, smart and socially adored. they lived together happily for a year after marriage before habing their first child, ariadne, who took her mother's name, but was called "kate" for distinction. kate was always a wild child. when she was born, she was energetic, causing trouble, knocking things off the tables and breaking almost everything she touched. her mother couldn't even take her to the store because she would always end up lost or eating something or breaking something she would end up having to buy. when her sister was born, however, her mother passed not long after childbirth, and her father had to raise the two girls on his own.
being a busy man, he hired a nanny, but she didn't last for a week. the next only a week and a half. the next three days. no nanny lasted longer than a month and a day, which was the well known record, all because of kate. even an a young age, she was gaining a reputation. teachers dreaded having her in their classes. she was outspoken, saying what she pleased and pushed boys off the playground at recess. she kicked people in sports and tore apart a little girl's pillow at naptime. she was very clever, though, and could sneak out of almost anything, sometimes stumping teachers. her sister, however, was an angel, adored with many friends. everyone wanted to know her, and boys always fought to hold her hand at recess.
her father hoped she would tame as she grew, but in a way? she got worse. in high school she was part of no group, because no group wanted her, and became independent very fast. no one called her on weekends, invited her over. she would actually crash parties, wondering loudly to the host why she was not invited. she loved causing trouble, seeing people's expressions change when she walked into a room. it felt empowering. she graduated with high marks and was booed at graduation, but flipped everyone off before being escorted out of the room. she did receive her diploma, and went to college to study journalism.
present
she graduated, again with high marks, and was made head of the fashion column of a local magazine a year later. she works there now, with her assistant who seems to be the only one she can stand. sometimes she screams at her, but its usually because someone else messed up and the poor assistant needs to fix it, but the girl takes it, nods, and makes sure it gets done. she's almost the closet thing kate has to a friend. she likes her job, though she complains a lot about everyone else being stupid.
she lives with her father, still, in a way. she has a flat of her own right beside his, and he pays for it. its mostly because of how awful she was to her sister, who has many men wanting to woo and marry her, while everyone avoids her like the plague. while she pretends its what she wants, she is human, and she does get lonely. but she's too proud to admit it of course. and it would have to be one hell of a guy. for now, she's focused on her career, and if you ask her? she's just fine there, thank you.
family
her father still works as CEO of a major business, at sixty three years old, and dotes on his youngest daughter while managing with kate. their relationship is strained, because she knows he likes the younger sister better, like everyone else.
her sister she acts like she hates, and likes scaring off her admirers. her father refuses to let any of them near her, either, until he can get kate off his hands. so her sister and her don't really get along at all.
likes strawberries, writing, power, winning, scaring people, horses
dislikes men, stupidity, ignorance, people who mess up, spiders, being controlled
other notes n/a
...literature*
book title taming of the shrew
backstory katherine is the younger sister of the beautiful bianca, who many men lust after, but her father will not allow her to marry unless katherine is married off first. but no one wants to marry katherine, because she's violent and aggressive and sharp tongued with a terrible temper. a man who loves bianca hires a man, named petrucio, to marry katherine and "tame" her, so that bianca can be allowed to marry. so, pertrucio appears to their father, declaring he wishes to woo and marry his eldest daughter.
...roleplayer*
name lucy
age twenty one
gender female
rp experience year and a half
how you found ouac just looking around and stumbled upon it
rp sample
For anyone who knew about Bianca, if they asked her which level she liked the most out of all of Division Z, they would expect her to say something like the laboratory, or the library. Typical, but they were wrong. Her favorite place wasn't buried in a book, or huddled over a microscope. It wasn't even in a dark corner where she could get away from any light and all of society so she could be with her own thoughts... though that was a guess her mother would be more likely to make.
Her feet made near to no sound as she padded down the halls of the atrium, looking casually around at everything, though she had seen it many times before. Taking too steps would have annoyed her: that would have brought attention to herself and made her unable to hear and be aware of anyone coming. Which just wasn't acceptable. Being surprised was being unaware, and she had made it a goal to try not to be when it came to her surroundings. Bianca liked the atrium because it was usually quiet, during certain times of day in different areas, all of which she knew well. It was a good place to think, which she usually did pacing, but only if she was in a more confined area. Here she could walk around, up the different levels, and let her mind unravel itself when she needed it. It also provided sunlight without being in direct sunlight, which annoyed her greatly. There was just something about sun on her skin that made her agitated. So this was a perfect balance
Her reason for walking around today was to process all the research she had been doing. It was terrible, how consuming it was. Instead of overloading on her usual work, she did the exact amount she needed to before moving on to looking at different conversation starters and tactics of conversation.And before she knew it, it was two am and she was still reading up. Her work for the day was finished, so she decided to spend the rest of the day reflecting. It was all so strange, working on being social. No doubt she was an introvert, but though they were not as prone to converse, there were types who could be cordial and talk with people. They just didn't need it... which brought up the ever pressing thought to her: introverts didn't need it... why did she feel the need to learn, then? She had observed when people did begin conversations with her, she usually became so eager that she could be tamed, and said whatever came to mind. Censoring was also something she was working on.
Everything she had read was ingrained in her brain. Ice breakers, childhood, work related, and food/drinks. Entertainment, but she needed more social awareness. Don't talk to loud, be agreeable, don't feel the need to dominate, and most of all, listening. That was only a few. She sighed, shaking her head to herself. As intelligent as she was supposed to be, she was surprised she had to work so hard on this. Undercover work and socializing was easy, a breeze. But actual conversation was her bane. For some reason, her mind got all jumbled, worked without her, went into a frenzy. Sad... but all this knowledge would mean nothing if she didn't apply it. That was going to be the hard part... finding someone to talk to. Or rather, someone willing to talk to her...
