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NAME: Joanna McCoy
NICKNAMES: Joey
AGE: 17
GENDER: Female
HAIR: Brown
EYES: Green
HEIGHT: 5'2"
WEIGHT: 117
BUILD: Petite

PB: Lucy Hale

MARITAL STATUS: Single
SEXUALITY: Kinsey 2

CANON OR OC: Star Trek
PUNCTURABLE? Yes
GREATEST FEAR: Not being able to make her father proud.
Joey is mostly your average teenager, with a little side of rebellious. Okay, a healthy side of it. She's incredibly close with her father, Dr. Leonard McCoy, in spite of his infrequent presence in her life due to his work and she blames her mother for every ounce of unhappiness she experiences from the divorce of her parents to normal heartbreak via an unrequited crush or a boyfriend breaking up with her. Joey is highly ambitious. She can hardly stand the wait to finish high school and move on to the schooling she needs to become a registered nurse. She's very sociable, but at the same time, she's not terribly likeable to those who don't persist enough to get to know her. Being guarded because she has trust issues stemming mostly from being brought up mainly by a mother she genuinely hates, Joey has a hard time making lasting friendships or relationships.

This particular teenager is highly dichotomous. She enjoys being around people, but you'd never know it from the thick sarcasm and apathy she exudes when she's in a social situation. She can be arrogant, but it's mostly a facade, because she, like every other teenage girl, is secretly terribly insecure. Her father is away more often than not and yet she feels much closer to him than to the mother with whom she's spent the majority of her life. Joey doesn't trust easily, but she still aims to please, sometimes bending over backward to try to get a person to like and trust her when she's mostly unwilling to extend them the same trust she expects to gain. When someone does gain her trust, she's fiercly loyal to them.

She's incredibly intelligent, though not exactly a genius, and she tends to be a little cocky about it when the situation presents itself. Joey is thirsty for knowledge, especially medical knowledge, so even though she's too young to start working toward her dream, she's seldom found without her nose in a medical journal during her downtime. She's loud and opinionated, unafraid of expressing her opinions, almost revelling in having an unpopular opinion if only because she tends to feel so passionately about things that she not only enjoys a debate, but she secretly thrives on having what she feels is a legitimate reason to look down on someone if she thinks they're wrong.

In spite of her flaws, Joey is actually a really nice girl, if one sticks around putting up with her attitude long enough to get to know her. She's a normal teenager in that she enjoys normal teenager things like parties, hanging out with the few friends she's managed to keep, and talking about cute boys. It just takes someone with a thick skin and a lot of patience to get past the hard exterior she's built up to protect herself. No special powers, but Joey is certified in CPR and infant CPR and has been since she turned twelve, having wanted it on her "resume" to start babysitting. From the time she was a baby, Joanna — Joey, thank you very much — McCoy was the apple of her father's eye. He made sure that she knew it and even from the earliest memories she has, Joey favored her dad. Wanting to be just like him, she didn't play with dolls like the other little girls; she wasted rolls of gauze and medical tape to patch up injuries that weren't there. Instead of tea parties, Joey staged hospital rooms. And instead of Mommy's jewelery and high heels, Joey gravitated toward stealing Daddy's lab coat and stethoscope.

She didn't realize anything was wrong until she neared her seventh birthday. Daddy and Mommy stopped smiling so much and Mommy started yelling at Daddy more often. When Daddy wasn't around, Joey took the brunt of the rage she didn't understand. Oftentimes when he wasn't around, the messes left behind from pilfered medical supplies or Band-Aids stuck to the floors or walls which used to garner her a fond smile and a playful reprimand earned her an angry lecture and an order to go to bed without supper.

The day when Daddy sat her down and told her that he and Mommy just couldn't get along anymore and that he still loved her very much and he promised it wasn't her fault, but that he had to leave was probably the worst in her life. That happened when she was eight. It was also the day when Mommy became Jocelyn and Joey still refuses to refer to her mother as anything other than her first name to this day.

It was okay, at first, that Daddy left because she still saw him all the time, staying the night with him on the weekends when she didn't have school and talking to him on the phone every night to tell him all about her day. Though, the older she got, the more bitter she became. She grew to understand what was really going on between her parents and she learned all by herself to hate her mother. She blamed Jocelyn for Daddy's departure. Though her father was very careful not to say anything about Jocelyn that would paint her in an unfavorable light, Joey knew better. By the time she was eleven and Daddy went away with Starfleet, Joey started rebelling in her own ways. She'd started cussing and referring to Jocelyn as The Bitch to her friends at school. When she was twelve, after all the chaos of the attacks on Starfleet Headquarters, she moved off Earth to Centaurus to live with her Aunt Donna — Daddy's sister — and Uncle Fred. That was right around the time Daddy went off with Captain Kirk for a five-year expedition on the Enterprise.

Joey decided that she would continue to emulate her father in the ways she knew how. She insisted on being certified in CPR and infant CPR to pad her resume for babysitting. Joey didn't read young adult literature about silly romances like all of her friends; she surfed the internet to learn how to do stitches and to start deciding on colleges. She spent most of her tween years jumping from boyfriend to boyfriend and clique to clique, never really finding her niche with her classmates. She stopped speaking to her mother all together. High school became tedious and felt like nothing more than an obstacle keeping her from starting to chase her dream.

Senior year was a big one. Not only was it her last year of high school and she was pumped to start life as an adult, but it was the year Daddy was supposed to come back from the expedition. The night before he was due back, Joey packed a bag and cleaned her room three times to try and ease her anxious restlessness and when she finally fell asleep, it was the first time she'd felt that happy in years, knowing she was going to see her father again. ...but then, she woke up in Dark House, instead... NAME: Jen
AGE: 30
CONTACT: AIM/Email: RockinTheHD/mistojen[at]gmail[dot]com
TIME ZONE: EST
EXPERIENCE: ...a shitload?
SAMPLES: Samples

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