ragdoll (_filthinbeauty) wrote, @ 2015-05-05 14:48:00 |
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In Character
Character Name: Katherine Wickes
Nickname / Alias(es): Kat
Date of Birth / Age: 161 years old / October 12, 1854
Gender: Female
Species: Immortal
Alignment: N/A
Relationship Status: Single
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Occupation: Willamette Grande Theatre and Nightclub
Located: Foster Brook
Family: All of them dead as a door nail
Personality: Katherine is, well, an eccentric person. Being around her can result in just about anything- whether the person has consented to it or not. In the end, they would have had the adventure of their life if they liked it or not. She has always been all over the map when it comes to emotions. Always being so open about how she feels and not caring one single moment if the other who is the recipient of them is enjoying it. When she is angry, she shows it with a wrath no one wants to be in the path of; when she is happy, she enjoys giving that happiness to just about everyone and giving a show to bring laughter and joy; and when she is sad, she wants someone else to feel it physically as well as emotionally. She can be rather dramatic with her appearance and demeanor. However, it is more in a theatrical sense than trying to draw attention like so many seek. She likes playing any kind of role that comes to mind, and plays it so close to heart it feels as though she has multiple personalities.
She can be pretty childlike- being the joker and pulling pranks to feel the giggles tickle her stomach, enjoying the stuffed creatures and porcelain dolls to collect and adore as her own hobby, and finding any and all excuse to play dress up. And yet, she can be a very sexual being who knows every button to push to get her way. Manipulating just about anyone with her words and being playful about it. But her playful nature can be down right dangerous. Playing with knives for the pleasure of watching blood well up to the surface and watching the owner of such a treasure squirm. Not many deserve a prize like that. It's only ever the ones who catch her interest in that unique way that gets her fingers itching to see how they would fair in her games of madness. Does she see any of this being utterly mad? Not at all. All she wants to do is have all the fun in the world and she will do it however she wants and whenever she wants it.
Very old school, old fashioned in a way. She does come from a time where men wooed a young woman or a woman was simply arranged into a marriage with a man she has yet to meet because of her parents. So very polite when the mood calls for it, spicing it up just a tad, and sometimes finding herself speaking like one would in the 19th century when she has hit the bottle too much. Her accent can be deep with the British slang of old. But she sure does love this era in music and entertainment. Still dressing in corsets and Victorian dresses with her own design woven into them, and still would dye her hair with modern day alternative colors to stand out and be her own self in the big world of so many.
If someone were to find themselves becoming close to such a woman as Katherine, they would find out that being on her side will open them up to a whole new world that they never knew existed. She does keep her friends close and also her enemies closer. Her mind may be so very high in the clouds and in her own beautiful world, but the rational one is not so very far behind. The danger is out there and she has always been a step ahead of it. Always the watchful eye for those who want her head.
Personal history: The beginning of her tale is nothing more than mundane; nothing of interest, nothing to peak the unique and the strange. She was simply brought up into a loving home with loving parents and siblings that were simply that. They equally loved her and catered to all that she could possibly dream of having. There was no such thing as the word 'no' within her family. She did come from the rich. She did live well in the time of Queen Victora and the era they now call Victorian. She had a good education from tutors who came to her. See, nothing at all interesting with the past she no longer thinks about.
The part that may be fascinating is the tale she likes to call 'spreading her wings and learning how to fly'- in a better term, it's her finally leaving her home and starting a life on her own. Katherine had tried getting herself into college, to spread her wings even further and become part of the hospital to aide with other doctors and be a nurse, since that was the best she could do besides being a wife and a stay at home mother, like her own mother had done and was trying so desperately to do with her only daughter. And the woman actually continued to set her daughter up with eligible bachelors. It had gotten to become rather annoying and painful, simply seeing the hurt in her mother's eyes at the rejection her daughter kept up, Katherine could only do one thing and that was simply running away. She was already old enough to have a life of her own, do whatever it was she wanted, even if she was just a woman without a husband to take care of her. She may have gotten quite the stares when she has mentioned quite a bit that it was just her and no one else. But she ignored them all and continued on her way of being a completely free woman without the thought of looking over her shoulder to see a nagging woman running after her.
Being on her own really allowed her to see the world like she has never seen before, not even books could describe what it was she has been seeing with her own two eyes. Now, she hadn't made it all that far from merry ol' London with the money she had stolen from her parents, but it was enough to get her far away from them and to let her explore until she could no longer. And, perhaps, where she ended off at could have merely been a miracle of sorts, but it was the best find she has ever came across while wandering with just a small suitcase of what she could grab before running.
Where she ended up was at a circus. A traveling on at that. Such a close knit group of friends that call themselves family. It took them awhile, but not far too long, to finally accept Katherine as one of their own.
At first, Katherine didn't do much when it came to entertaining the crowds. She was mostly behind the curtains, cleaning up, helping others get themselves prepared for their acts, and even sewing up some customs for a lot of the performers. She was told she had one hell of a steady hand to stitch like she does. But as the years went by like a breeze, she was pulled into training on tightrope walking. With how small she was and thin as can be, she should be able to do this no problem. There were little problems here and there, but it didn't take her all that long to get it down and not look down while she was practicing her act. She literally practiced until she bled upon that wire. The owner of the circus saw how dedicated she was and knew he picked a good one to join their family. Really, there was nothing so much as a bad bone within the girl's body. She cared far too much for people and enjoyed telling stories to all the kids that lived on the grounds. She even fell in love with a young man.
He was a charming young man. Who actually worked with the circus since he was a child himself. Katherine swooned and fell head over heels with this man. He was everything a woman could have dreamed of when it came to their perfect partner, and he did what he loved for a living. She came to the decision to give herself fully to him; her heart, soul, mind, and body, one evening after a successful night for the circus. She dressed up in her finest, dolled herself up, and asked if she looked presentable in front of a lot of the other women. There was one out of them all who warned her about this young man. And she had brought it up to her lover's attention. He simply told her he didn't anything to do with her and the woman didn't take rejection very well, even tried to throw herself upon him when he wanted nothing to do with her. So, to not cause any problems whatsoever, Katherine did what she could to ignore this woman and only be nervous about how this night will end but already knowing it would end great and she would be in the arms of the man she loved.
She gave him her all that evening. Including her life.
Coming to underwater and having to fight to get yourself to the surface was a struggle to begin with, coughing up the water and relearning how to breathe as you're trying to calm yourself down was another. But knowing how you got here from the beginning trumpet them all. That so called love of her life killed her. At least tried to with strangling her at first- her throat still a bit sore from the way his strong hands squeezed her throat- but when she didn't go that way, he had to stab her a good few times in the stomach. Touching the area showed nothing but holes and blood stains. A part of her was still trying to piece together what was going on, but that one side of her wanted nothing but revenge. Still wet, dirty, and her dress in complete ruins, Katherine went back to the grounds where the circus people camped before moving on to the next town. They must have all heard of her demise or else they wouldn't have been looking at her like she was some kind of ghost. Their stares, their screams, they meant nothing to her as she grabbed for the nearest weapon she could get her hands upon. An axe was perfect once she realized what she had gripped between her shaking hands. And coming upon his tent with him in the midst of making love to another woman so soon after her death made the axe even more fitting. The scream from the woman was all she heard before the sound of bone cracking and blood squishing was all she could hear. The man she loved was dead. And so was the other woman. That was her real first taste of death, of causing murder by her own hands. And it felt good.
It was like she became a completely different person. Perhaps she dipped into madness. Or her true colors have finally been revealed after such a traumatic situation. But that really wasn't all that traumatic. At least not to her. She kept to herself after getting herself far away from that awful circus family, living on her own and keeping to herself, at the very least she had tried to do that and understanding it all. Who really knows how long she kept to herself that over working mind of hers. For however long it may have been, time had slipped by like it was nothing at all, just a thing someone made up for the amusement of men. But she met a woman like herself. Or, well, another immortal, once she learned what she was and why she alive. Her first teacher was a saint in a way; teaching Katherine how to keep her head and also teaching her how to wield a sword, and do defend herself. As much as Katherine had wanted to train and play with her sword some more, her teacher was beginning to pull her more toward the faith and living out her days on hallowed grounds. Now what fun would that be? She wouldn't be able to experience a thing if she did nothing but hid behind stone walls. She wanted to feel what the quickening was like. The more and more her teacher begged her to become a nun, the more and more Katherine clenched the hilt of her sword and thought such evil little things about the woman. Well, in the end, the latter won. The surge of power after taking that nagging woman's head, the feel of her blade slicing through the neck like butter, watching as it tumbled from the body and jolts rushing through her body, it was better than sex.
Never will she want to stop feeling such a rush. She wanted it more and more.
And more and more she was able to get.
That nifty sensation when another immortal is in close range of her always made her so giddy. Surprisingly, over the years, she had befriended some of them, though most of them became beheaded by her without no need of an introduction. Those she became friends with taught her a thing or two, helping in a way, which may be the reason she allowed them to live. All the others.. all they wanted was to take her head- so mean of them. She showed them. And being a good immortal- when she wanted to be- she kept to herself throughout the years, traveling here and there, and only finally coming to the states after a few years ago when Europe no longer seemed all that interesting. She had enjoyed playing in different circuses, learning new things, like Aerial silk and hoops, and being able to use them for her shows when it was her time to perform. But as the years passed and she got no older, it was time for her to move on and make a new life for her. Her love for performing on stage lead her into playing a character on the stage for all kinds of plays and even singing when a musical she thought looked interesting. Coming to the states may give her even more of a chance to play around and be herself. Especially in this day and age, most boys and girls got off when a blade came into play behind closed doors. Finding her way to Cross Creek was not difficult whatsoever. Knowing it was a supernatural friendly community got her super excited and curious. She wanted to see what this community was all about and if she could find herself a playmate or more.
Out of Character
Player Name/Alias:Kayley
Timezone & Availability: Eastern / Available: during the evening hours; mon, thurs, and fri - any time on tues and wed - and rarely around during the weekends. I will ALWAYS respond to emails, doesn't matter the time of day.
Method of Contact: email- chibi.noodlechan@gmail.com / aim- noodle.chan
PB: Emilie Autumn
Writing Preferences: Threads or Gdoc works best with me. 3rd person all the way. Detailed responses. Length wise in word count depends, since I'm the kind of person who goes lengthy either way, but as long as it isn't a one liner reply it's good with me.