Post by Dorothea on Dec 23, 2008 20:12:06 GMT 1
Name: Dorothea Elizabeth Rich III
Age: 16
Weight: 145 lbs
Height: 5'3"
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Honeysuckle Blonde
Race: Caucasian
Birthplace: LA, California April 15th, 1992
Appearance: Pretty and petite. She likes to doll herself up. Her hair is always in curls that surround her small face as if it were a halo. Her nails are always done nicely, her lips covered with pink lipstick and the smell of lilac and lily perfume would loft lightly from her porcelain skin. Her clothing would be expensive. Wearing name brands which were popular at the time as well as knowing a few uptown designers on the side. She always wears gold bangles on her wrists. Gold earrings wither they be studs or hoops, as well as a gold chain.
Personality: She wouldn’t call herself spoiled, only privileged. She tends to look down on people. Not giving them any respect unless they deserve it, she is also a risk taker. Her additude towards her attending the school is that she wouldn’t be attending much longer. Her transfer is only mandatory since she had just come from Catholic School and her mother felt it was nice to have her only daughter go to her Alumni. To build character as she put it.
Habits: She ignores peoples conversations when she’s not interested. She snickers and tends to disrespect anyone with authority. She likes to butt into conversation and insert herself were she doesn’t belong.
Strength/Weakness- No upper body strength a little decent with the lower body. She maybe weak but she’s not slow. She runs on a daily basis and therefore has a tolerance for long distance as well as sprinting. She has been known to get into cat fights with her school mates at her old school. But with no serious training and the lack of interest in getting her hands dirty she just lets others do it for her. Her thought on the subject is that a lady should never fight unless the need calls for it.
Fighting Ability - As stated in Strength and Weakness she has no formal training and if she were to get into a fight she would basically just throw out limbs randomly with claws extended in hopes of causing damage. Nothing says love like a handful of scratches from a woman scorn. Even thou she can’t fight she has other means if someone should happen to get in her way.
History: Born with a silver spoon in her mouth and named after her Grandmother and Great Grandmother. Dorothea was able to get away with anything and everything as a child and now as a teen. Her family came from and had money. Her mother is an established Physician with multiple doctorates to decorate her field of expertise just as her mother did before her and her grandmother before that. Her father, a chemist in a Pharmaceutical Company had no roots of his own but clung nicely to her mothers, it was also Dorothea’s mother who wore the pants in the relationship. This fact would be the real backbone of Dorothea’s own personality.
All in all her doting parents wanting nothing but the best for their little Dorothea. But when it came down to it, their little family were nothing more than strangers.
Dorothea could never remember a time where they had spent more than five minutes with each other. Their dinners were spent alone, their family nights had gone long ago. If anything this helped Dorothea to mature quickly and become more self reliant.
It wasn’t until one day after school did Ed appear. Her parents explained that he would be living with them and never disclosed anything other than that. It was a mystery to why her parents would want another when they didn’t look after the one they already had. But Dorothea never questioned their choice.
Ed seemed to take a liking towards Dorothea. It sorta reminded her of when a baby would latch onto whatever it sees first. In this case it was her. She was never motherly towards the boy that was older than her. Instead she was quite cruel in other peoples eyes. She would have him do everything. From chores like the staff of the house, to her homework and he would do it without question. It was addicting, the control that she had over him as well as servants and pretty much anyone she chose to walk over.
It wasn’t until one day did she find out how much devotion Ed had for her.
Ed openly attacked a boy who had said some nasty things about Dorothea and without a word or instruction, he beat the kids skull in. Leaving him nothing but a bloodied pulp on the sidewalk.
Like a master giving a dog a scratch behind the ears for the job well done, Dorothea cleaned the blood from his hands, showing him affection for the first time. Ever since that day Dorothea and Ed have been a duo. She had found her friend. An obedient, silent, friend.
Currently:
After being transferred from her Catholic School, Dorothea found herself at her mothers old highschool. After a lengthy and unsuccessful discussion with her mother, she was told that she would have to attend at least until her mother saw fit. And what her mother says is the law. So along with ‘her’ Ed, they would see what the future has in store.
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Name: Edward “Ed”
Age: 17
Weight: 235 lbs
Height: 6'4"
Eye Color: Gray
Hair Color: Crew Cut, Black
Race: Caucasian
Birthplace: Unknown
Appearance: He would not be nominated for the best dressed since he never dresses to impress. He tends to stick with things that are easily disposable. Jeans and crew neck shirts would be in his attire. He has no identifying marks as well as any personal jewelry of his own.
Personality: In short, a lack of personality should be noted. This oversized brute rarely talks if you don’t count on how he talks with his fists. He is obedient towards Dorothea and rarely strays from her side.
Habits: He grunts rather than replies. Becomes rather over protective of Dorothea.
Strength/Weakness: Agility wouldn’t be the word best to described him. He tends to be slow on his feet. In a hand to hand he would use brute force, able to overpower a person. He does not use any leg work and his defensive stance leaves him with openings. He has no professional training which leaves his fighting style much to be desired. But what he lacks in experience and training he makes up for it with determination and raw power.
Fighting Ability - As stated above. He is also without formal training but don’t count the guy out. At his size he has raw strength and with that comes grappling and close combat. He chooses fists over feet and is slow on the upkeep. Thou he is slow and makes up in endurance and pain tolerance. He chooses smaller locations to help slow down the prey as well as getting close and personal.
History: Not a lot is known about Ed. What his background is. If he has family. Where he was born or even if his name is Edward. He has never questioned it. The last thing he had remembered was when he was at the age of eleven. He woke to find Dr. Paula Rich examining him.
His memory was stripped and since he did not know what he was missing he never sought out any answers. His next memory would be of the time he would first meet Dorothea. She looked as if she was an angel. Her golden hair surrounding her face. The light reflecting off of the strands as if she were glowing. He wanted her for his own.
It wouldn’t take long for his obsession to cloud his judgment. He would do what she asked. Be where she wanted him. His undying obedience taking his journey on the same path as Dorotheas.
Age: 16
Weight: 145 lbs
Height: 5'3"
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Honeysuckle Blonde
Race: Caucasian
Birthplace: LA, California April 15th, 1992
Appearance: Pretty and petite. She likes to doll herself up. Her hair is always in curls that surround her small face as if it were a halo. Her nails are always done nicely, her lips covered with pink lipstick and the smell of lilac and lily perfume would loft lightly from her porcelain skin. Her clothing would be expensive. Wearing name brands which were popular at the time as well as knowing a few uptown designers on the side. She always wears gold bangles on her wrists. Gold earrings wither they be studs or hoops, as well as a gold chain.
Personality: She wouldn’t call herself spoiled, only privileged. She tends to look down on people. Not giving them any respect unless they deserve it, she is also a risk taker. Her additude towards her attending the school is that she wouldn’t be attending much longer. Her transfer is only mandatory since she had just come from Catholic School and her mother felt it was nice to have her only daughter go to her Alumni. To build character as she put it.
Habits: She ignores peoples conversations when she’s not interested. She snickers and tends to disrespect anyone with authority. She likes to butt into conversation and insert herself were she doesn’t belong.
Strength/Weakness- No upper body strength a little decent with the lower body. She maybe weak but she’s not slow. She runs on a daily basis and therefore has a tolerance for long distance as well as sprinting. She has been known to get into cat fights with her school mates at her old school. But with no serious training and the lack of interest in getting her hands dirty she just lets others do it for her. Her thought on the subject is that a lady should never fight unless the need calls for it.
Fighting Ability - As stated in Strength and Weakness she has no formal training and if she were to get into a fight she would basically just throw out limbs randomly with claws extended in hopes of causing damage. Nothing says love like a handful of scratches from a woman scorn. Even thou she can’t fight she has other means if someone should happen to get in her way.
History: Born with a silver spoon in her mouth and named after her Grandmother and Great Grandmother. Dorothea was able to get away with anything and everything as a child and now as a teen. Her family came from and had money. Her mother is an established Physician with multiple doctorates to decorate her field of expertise just as her mother did before her and her grandmother before that. Her father, a chemist in a Pharmaceutical Company had no roots of his own but clung nicely to her mothers, it was also Dorothea’s mother who wore the pants in the relationship. This fact would be the real backbone of Dorothea’s own personality.
All in all her doting parents wanting nothing but the best for their little Dorothea. But when it came down to it, their little family were nothing more than strangers.
Dorothea could never remember a time where they had spent more than five minutes with each other. Their dinners were spent alone, their family nights had gone long ago. If anything this helped Dorothea to mature quickly and become more self reliant.
It wasn’t until one day after school did Ed appear. Her parents explained that he would be living with them and never disclosed anything other than that. It was a mystery to why her parents would want another when they didn’t look after the one they already had. But Dorothea never questioned their choice.
Ed seemed to take a liking towards Dorothea. It sorta reminded her of when a baby would latch onto whatever it sees first. In this case it was her. She was never motherly towards the boy that was older than her. Instead she was quite cruel in other peoples eyes. She would have him do everything. From chores like the staff of the house, to her homework and he would do it without question. It was addicting, the control that she had over him as well as servants and pretty much anyone she chose to walk over.
It wasn’t until one day did she find out how much devotion Ed had for her.
Ed openly attacked a boy who had said some nasty things about Dorothea and without a word or instruction, he beat the kids skull in. Leaving him nothing but a bloodied pulp on the sidewalk.
Like a master giving a dog a scratch behind the ears for the job well done, Dorothea cleaned the blood from his hands, showing him affection for the first time. Ever since that day Dorothea and Ed have been a duo. She had found her friend. An obedient, silent, friend.
Currently:
After being transferred from her Catholic School, Dorothea found herself at her mothers old highschool. After a lengthy and unsuccessful discussion with her mother, she was told that she would have to attend at least until her mother saw fit. And what her mother says is the law. So along with ‘her’ Ed, they would see what the future has in store.
~~~~~~~~~~~
Name: Edward “Ed”
Age: 17
Weight: 235 lbs
Height: 6'4"
Eye Color: Gray
Hair Color: Crew Cut, Black
Race: Caucasian
Birthplace: Unknown
Appearance: He would not be nominated for the best dressed since he never dresses to impress. He tends to stick with things that are easily disposable. Jeans and crew neck shirts would be in his attire. He has no identifying marks as well as any personal jewelry of his own.
Personality: In short, a lack of personality should be noted. This oversized brute rarely talks if you don’t count on how he talks with his fists. He is obedient towards Dorothea and rarely strays from her side.
Habits: He grunts rather than replies. Becomes rather over protective of Dorothea.
Strength/Weakness: Agility wouldn’t be the word best to described him. He tends to be slow on his feet. In a hand to hand he would use brute force, able to overpower a person. He does not use any leg work and his defensive stance leaves him with openings. He has no professional training which leaves his fighting style much to be desired. But what he lacks in experience and training he makes up for it with determination and raw power.
Fighting Ability - As stated above. He is also without formal training but don’t count the guy out. At his size he has raw strength and with that comes grappling and close combat. He chooses fists over feet and is slow on the upkeep. Thou he is slow and makes up in endurance and pain tolerance. He chooses smaller locations to help slow down the prey as well as getting close and personal.
History: Not a lot is known about Ed. What his background is. If he has family. Where he was born or even if his name is Edward. He has never questioned it. The last thing he had remembered was when he was at the age of eleven. He woke to find Dr. Paula Rich examining him.
His memory was stripped and since he did not know what he was missing he never sought out any answers. His next memory would be of the time he would first meet Dorothea. She looked as if she was an angel. Her golden hair surrounding her face. The light reflecting off of the strands as if she were glowing. He wanted her for his own.
It wouldn’t take long for his obsession to cloud his judgment. He would do what she asked. Be where she wanted him. His undying obedience taking his journey on the same path as Dorotheas.
