Post by Caterina Aurora on Jul 27, 2009 2:33:49 GMT
the roleplayer
NAME: Intraventus. You may call me Intra, IV, Ventus. Whichever you please.
CONTACT: AIM - Intraventus (Surprise surprise!)
GENDER: Female
AGE: Nineteen (almost) xD
ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: Since I was about 10 or 11. A good long while.
OTHER CHARACTERS: None as of the moment.
HOW YOU FOUND US: RPGD
Ms. Caterina "Integrity" Aurora
NAME: Intraventus. You may call me Intra, IV, Ventus. Whichever you please.
CONTACT: AIM - Intraventus (Surprise surprise!)
GENDER: Female
AGE: Nineteen (almost) xD
ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: Since I was about 10 or 11. A good long while.
OTHER CHARACTERS: None as of the moment.
HOW YOU FOUND US: RPGD
Ms. Caterina "Integrity" Aurora
character basics
NICKNAMES: what do people call your character? - Caterina or Aurora. She accepts either or. Also known as 'The Integrity'.
AGE: - Twenty Six
GROUP: - Somnium Staff
BIRTHDAY: August 19th
OCCUPATION She is a teacher of the Fine Arts and on occasion, English.
GENDER: Female
PLAY-BY: Naomi Watts
appearance
At first, many people tend to look at Caterina and think that she's just another woman in the midst of a crowd. She isn't distinctive in the sense of beauty, though she's got a productive pair of cold harsh eyes which can identify her with a simple look. Her stares are unforgettable - those glares and glances are the type that make people disdain and fear her with all their might. Complete with full lashes, Aurora has brilliant blue eyes, shadowed and spackled peridot green around the base of her irises. A pair of thin eyebrows paint the expressions with accurate ease. The lips that grace her lower face are a pale, almost quite that nearly match the color of her overall complexion. With a distinct set of cheekbones that paint the edging of her width and an elongated face lengthens her features, she can't be mistaken for anything but a feminine woman.
Standing at a full height of 5'7 and a weight of 123, Caterina is a very average for that of womanly stature. She's a bit on the thin side, though her female curves are not completely lost to her skinny nature. Her posture has always been one to be desired - not once is she ever found slouching or reclining in any way; even when sleeping, it looks as though she is always on guard and always aware of what it going on with the world around her. When she walks, it's elegant and poised, heels always hitting heavy on the floor and back almost arched to a complete upright angle. It's a powerful pose to be sure, and having a job such as hers, she must ascertain the position for obvious reasons.
Although many claim her to be a beautiful woman, she distains those that compliment her on her looks. She is one that demands respect for her authority and personality instead of what the color of her eyes are or what sort of thing she might be wearing. Men, in particular, who compliment her beauty, she will likely walk away from them or ignore them for the time being. This doesn't exactly make her let her appearance 'go' - far from it. She keeps her attire neutral colored and luxurious and generally wears male-appropriate clothes. From button up trenches to vests and corsets, Aurora is far from ordinary. It's a rarity for this woman wearing a dress, but doesn't mean that she dislikes them particularly. Gloves her most favorite accessory and is hardly ever seen without a pair on her pale hands.
personality
All in all, Aurora can be classified as a very cold woman. She's downright bitter when it comes to the brink of things, and most of the time, she can go off on someone without there being a legitimate and well thought of reason. Most of the time, she is prone to yelling at those who annoy her, and she isn't afraid to tell others like it is or how she thinks of situations. It is a rarity that the woman is ever shy. Her voice his calming, though strictly cold and businesslike when around those she despises or have just started working with. She is strict without reason, and for that, she can be highly respected by those who understand her. For those who do not, she is viewed as something very derogatory.
By all standards despite what she approaches herself to be, she has an open mind. There are times when she can be as stubborn as a mule, but for the most part, she keeps her ears and eyes open fully to withstand anything she can. There are times when she is nothing but persistent, which happens to be a rather large trademark of hers; But even every cold-hearted person has their weak spots; and that weak spot is and has always been up for debate. She isn't always the first to be the most friendly, by all standards. She's someone who generally keeps to herself about past experiences and dramatic situations she's carried throughout her life, and doesn't display any effect that they've had on her. She is civil, respectable and knows all well of what she is doing, when she is doing it. In a way, she is slightly offensive to the point of intimidation, and therefore, once again, thought of to be a completely bitter and cold-hearted woman.
On that note, underneath the covers of her past and the vanity of her harsh exterior, Caterina is a very maternal person.
Due to her negative exterior, she makes for a wonderful public speaker; she is very good and sharp with her tongue and can pull herself out of nearly every situation she gets herself into. Being such a strong woman that she is, she uses her 'death' glares and impeccable pronunciation to create a painting of intimidation and implies that she is correct when speaking in front of a large public gathering. It it quite true that her intelligent mouth has gotten her into quite a bit of a mess at times, but she is renounced for her impeccable speeches and immaculate voice.
However much things bother her, she holds a tendency to make a clear fine line between being angered or annoyed. When angered, she can go off on a rampage, yelling at those who are deserving of the punishment. It takes quite a bit to trigger her off into an all out yelling session - seeing as most of the time she is calm - but it doesn't take a whole lot to begin to eat away at her patience and annoy her. On a lighter note, there only are a few things that make her happy. Caterina enjoys and prefers being alone by herself - normally because she is a thinker. She thinks when she can, where she can. Albeit so, she doesn't totally despise company of sorts, but when there are those around that she doesn't exactly sit well with, she will let them know it when she needs it.
To those that are very close with her, she gives a bit of lenience with them; talks to them in a general regard of their equability. She's very down to earth with those she trusts with all of her being, and for that, she is much less tense around the people she knows the ins and outs of. Underneath it all, if someone takes the time to get to know the powerful and refined woman behind the scenes (of course, if she even allows it), then one might find that deep down lies a true heart of gold.
family & history
FATHER: Seth Aurora - Writer
MOTHER: Prudence - Actress
SIBLINGS: None
OTHER FAMILY: Raised by a military man named Gerard Kunstlerlord. He plays a father-like role to Caterina.
HISTORY:
"Mommy -- Daddy?" Caterina panicked as she heard a stampede rush of boots across the wooden floors of the dining room. The pale trembling little girl was standing there, her white hair put in small pigtails and her small ivory velvet dress ended blissfully above her scrapped knees. Her fuzzy white slippers stood on her feet to keep them warm from the intense winter outside. Soft sobs and tiny whimpers cried over her lost contentment.
The four year old stood there with her bright amethyst eyes that frantically moved around unaware of what was going on. They were frightened little eyes, tears raining down her face as soft noises escaped her frowning and trembling lips. A small long eared pink rabbit hung from her tightly grasped little hands that dragged the floor slightly behind her.
"What do you want to do with this girl, Sir?" A lowly voice spoke as he crouched down to her and looked into her pale amethyst eyes. He discarded his glove and brought his forefinger under the toddler's chin, raising it only slightly so he could get a good look at her face. He noted that she wasn't looking directly at him, and came to a sudden conclusion. "I think she's blind, Sir."
"Take her somewhere, then. Seth and Prudence Aurora must be her parents." The German soldier walked away and returned minutes later. Caterina could hear the faint sobs of her mother, smelling her sweet scent as she slowly walked past her frightened child as suddenly, Caterina was picked up into the arms of a powerful man. He was probably another soldier of the German communist party that had infiltrated the home. The man spoke, and she came to realize that it was the same who had recognized her visual impaired nature. His voice was low, but tender and caring all the same.
"Everything is going to be okay, little girl." He said, lifting her onto his shoulders as he walked out of the house; her parents had been taken out moments before. "I'm going to take you somewhere safe. Seien Sie erschrocken nicht. " [Translation: Do not be frightened.]
The winter air was very brisk as her and the soldier fled the house into the outside atmosphere. Caterina felt the icy chills up her dangling frail legs and pale little arms. The soldier took precaution, wrapped her within his jacket, lowered her from his shoulders and adjusted her onto his chest. The young girl's pale face was peeking pink from the bitter chilled air. Her fingers grasped tightly at her stuffed rabbit and clenched onto the icy badges on his lapel.
"Line up against the wall. Schnell!" [Translation: Quickly!] A dark sounding man shouted into the condensation. His toleration was slim and commanding.
Caterina's father had spoken as the man had walked away; it sounded to be a faint "I love you, Prudance." He had grasped his wife's hand as a crystal drop fell from his impenetrable chocolate eyes. His wife was still sobbing knowing of the cruel and malicious fate they were about to endure. Perhaps it was the pain of knowing she wouldn't be there for their little girl; they wouldn't have the life they had worked so hard to create.
Frantically, despite the kind nature of the military man that held her, the child called out as the solider was walking away from hearing distance. "Please -- Daddy." Her father had always been the one to nurture her into the points of no extreme, and his voice had always been one to soothe her to sleep. Prudance's eyes closed, letting the frightened tears fall from the departing awareness of the situation.
A grouping of gunshots pierced the ears of the youth moments later. Two bodies were heard slumping to the pavement meters away.
And nothing was heard but the falling of the bitter snow and the blood-curdling scream of a small child.
dream form
Icy to the touch and irresistible to the eyes - her skin is a entrancing and more than a little hypnotizing. Controlling the same shape as during her human awake form, Caterina looks exactly the same -- all except her skin cells are not her own. Covered head to toe, this woman is sheeted with an icy diamond layer. Her hair is brittle and covered in white frost; her eyes a sparkling amethyst. The only source of clothing on her body is a vine of white roses that shields herself from the prying eyes of others.
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