Post by Skylar E. Brown on Feb 26, 2012 2:10:44 GMT -5
skylar elizabeth brown
twenty-four - elly jackson - italian
[/font][/color][/center]twenty-four - elly jackson - italian
mama i'm in love with a criminal...
Sexuality: heterosexual
Occupation: italian enforcer, and anything else they need from her
Soical Class: middle
Heritage: italian on her mother's side, native american, german, scottish and a little irish on her biological fathers side.
and this type of love isn't rational, it's physical...
Father: paul jones, journalish, fourty-five (she never met him)
Mother: samantha graves, deceased, would be fourty-one
Siblings: unknown older half brother, twenty-five
Other Family: joshua graves, deceased, would be fourty-four.
Status: single
mama please don't cry, i will be alright...
Strengths:
- ingelligence
- her fighting skill
- her voice and guitar skills
Weaknesses:
- hotheaded, and thinks everyone that isn't herself is stupid
- can't control herself once she'd angry
- otherwise unemotional
Goals:
- not die
- not get caught
Fears:
- her step-father
- that she'll be caught in a situation where she can't defend herseld
Secrets:
- was abused as a child
- got kicked out of the navy
Likes:
- the color maroon
- guitars
- papa roach, rob thomas, matchbox twenty, mumford and sons, rock music in general
- using her fists instead of her words
- starting bar fights
Dislikes:
- people
- everything as a whole
- hot weather
- vulgarity
- love songs and movies
Overall Personality:
There is no easy way to describe this lovely, ginger. Let's start with the obvious. Scars litter her fair skin, from others, from herself, from the navy, but rarely were they just harmless accidents. They're not just the clear ones, the ones on her hands, back, hips and thighs, the ones on the inside the the deeper, uglier, the ones no one has ever seen and unlikely that anyone will. Those ones are the ones that affect her the most, that ones that cause her to act out in anger, to feel something familiar, pain. Some days pain was all Skylar knew, this thing people spoke of.. love... she never knew that. Now she's too far gone to.
I wish I could say inside she's different. But inside it's a constant battle to keep her emotions suppressed, to now let herself feel too much. Some days she does it, she swear she can't even feel things she touches, she might as well not be walking because she can't feel the ground below her feet, she reaches out to touch things and can't feel them beneath her scarred fingertips.
Maybe one day Skylar can heal.. she can become a normal functioning member of society... but that day isn't anytime soon.
all reason aside i just can't deny, love the guy...
Hometown: Small Town in Alaska, until coming to River City at age fifteen
History:
Life before age fifteen was... hard for Skylar, to say the least. She never knew her father, hell she isn't sure her mother remembers the guy, and when she was really young her mother remarried. To say the guy was an asshole drunk is putting it lately. He beat on Samantha, not that she would ever admit it. Beat her until she bruised, sometimes she's bleed, sometimes she'd break a bone. She couldn't say anything though.. If she said anything it would get worst. He's kill her, or her daughter. So she took it, and she denied every accusation a doctor had about the bruises and broken bones. No, no, Josh wasn't beating her, never.
Then.. when Skylar was eight... It turned to her. The beatings weren't as bad as Samantha's, that wouldn't come until later on, when Skylar became a preteen.. But no.. Josh would crawl into her bed at night, and tell her not to scream, and every time tried he'd wrap his hands around her throat until she passed out. It was better that way, when she was passed out. Each time she pleaded that this would be the last time.. he's go too far and she'd die. She pleaded with God over and over again.. She just wanted to die.
When Skylar was twelve... she walked into her mothers room one day after school onto to find Samantha hanging from the ceiling from a rope. Skylar was alone.. she had no one to protect her now, she was.. helpless. So the beatings not worst, the visit to her bedroom more frequent. It just got worst and worst, and she needed a way out. For a while hurting herself worked, causing herself to have more and more scars. But after a while she realized she needed even more of an escape.
Finally she ran away, as far as she could get. It took her awhile, but shortly before her fifteenth birthday, she made it to River City.. and made that her home. She was a bright child, and excelled in school except for the fights and detentions. She graduated a year early, with honors. She didn't walk across the stage with the rest of her graduating class, she picked up her diploma and got the hell out of dodge.
It was kinda hard to get all her paperwork together once she turned eighteen, but as soon her name was changed from Graves to Brown, Skylar took her new name and new paperwork to the Navy recruiting office, and signed up. At first is was alright, basic kept her busy, then once she was stationed she moved up the ranks thanks to her intelligence and staying inside the lines the Navy put out for her. One night.. a couple guys in her group came back to base piss drunk.. and thanks to a couple sexual comments directed at Skylar.. fell down a couple flights of stairs. They're faces looked like raw ground meat. She was dishonorably discharged.
The only thing she knew was River City, so she came back.. and fell in with the Italian mafia. A couple months back one of the higher ups saw her beat a guy, who he was suppose to kill apparently, to death. She was promoted to enforcer, and now just pretty much goes through life, numbly, going whatever the hell the Price's tell her to do.
Roleplay Sample:
he's a villian by the devil's law, he's a killer just for fun...
Other Characters: Irish Princess Pixel Conner and Homicide Detective Eva Sanchez
Codeword: rawrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Notes: yay skylar
Mal - a while - whatever
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