Post by cabot21 on Jan 6, 2013 5:56:41 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #1f4579 solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] At the end of the day you're another day colder FULL NAME: Lisette Ivashkov NICKNAMES: Lis HERITAGE: Russian AGE: 25 GROUP: Citizen CANON: Nope PLAYBY: Claire Dane ----- PERSONALITY: Warn Out, fed up and tired are three good words to describe Lisette at this present point and she has been like that for quite awhile however, she is a good actress if you do not know her, everything's fine and she can swear it in front of God. She is neat, she is respectful however she seriously has problems with older people especially men because of her past. She likes to just curl up and write in her journal if at all possible or just let her mind wander if that's doable. If people can get past her "I'm perfectly fine" facade, she is a very sensitive girl who seriously needs a lot of saving, she cries every night because even in France she quite can't get out of her troubles. She likes to just forget everything with a good walk when she has the time and she is an in-the-closet artist, literally if you give her something to draw with and something to draw on she can depict the pictures that you would swear is real. Overall, Lisette's really just had a hard life but she tries not to let that get to her so much or at least to escape from it if it's at all possible, she is living day by day hoping that someday somebody will save her from this situation. After all she's a 25 year old kid. She's never had a chance to grow up properly. APPEARANCE: Lisette has blond hair, brown eyes and no accent. She likes to wear work comfortable cloths, she stopped caring about how she looked ages and a half ago. She has one bracelet although it is made of small pebbles and it does hinder her more than anything else when she's working she refuses to take it off because it reminds her of her mother. Other than that she's just your average looking girl. GOALS: She wants to find peace HISTORY: Lisette *Lis* Ivashkov is the eldest of six siblings. She was originally from St. Petersberg Russia. Being the eldest, she grew up too fast, as a result, she played both mother and father to her five younger siblings when her parents stopped doing their parental duties. It started even when she was a little girl, her life went out the window after her father just up and left her mother and her mother stopped doing things around the house to try and earn money, that left Lis to just raise her siblings when they were born. She at first didn't mind, than she started to get really tired and became sick easily. She barely had time for herself and she tried to do everything but apparently it wasn't enough. After her mother died, she literally found herself working nonestop for years until her siblings got old enough, them being ungrateful did not help matters and when she finally found out several years ago that she had relatives that she could have had helping her, she was furious. Of course back than she still cared and tried to keep things together. Things got worse eventually as her siblings became older and they didn't want to listen to her since she wasn't really their mother or father, finally one day, the girl just had enough of it and just up and left her home and traveled, it took awhile, and she was already psychologically half out of it by this time due to too much responsibilities, no help not to mention lack of sleep but she finally had gotten herself away to France with the money she had managed to save because one of her cousins had promised her a job at a factory. Unfortunately, that wasn't the end of Lisette's problems, when she used up her money to come to France and leave her life behind, She also met a man there who had taken a liking to her although she didn't care too much for him. She was after all, new in the sense of the word and exotic, someone that wasn't common. So now she lives in a house and they are courting although she wishes she wasn't. ----- ALIAS: Alex AGE: 21 GENDER: Female OTHER CHARACTERS: None HOW DID YOU FIND US: google search ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: It was one day out of a week she was not working thank God. She couldn't believe how slowly the week had dragged by. This was even worst torture than waiting for her mother to pass and that had been hard enough alone. Shaking herself out of her thoughts, Lisette decided she'd just take a walk and clear her thoughts. She knew the streets supposedly weren't safe, she knew there might be people with knives or worse. But that was irrelevant. The only thing that mattered was well, having some time to herself. She could go hungry for one night that wouldn't kill her besides, feeding her siblings growing up she actually hadn't eaten much and she didn't eat much even now, what was one more night without food?. Her thoughts jumped around from one place to another as she walked through the streets, she didn't even care that it was raining on her, she had something on and when she got home she would just put it out to dry and change. It didn't matter that she couldn't see too well, there were hardly anyone around and she wasn't gonna hit anything. Shaking her head she finally just opened up her mind to her own thoughts. Lis remembered and yearned for the olden days well, at least back when she could pretend she had some semblance of normalcy. Did she want that life back, did she miss her siblings? she had mixed feelings on the subject, did she ever want to see her father again? absolutely not. He was nothing but a liar and she knew the laws and the bible, both condemned the telling of false tales.Shaking her head again she kept going at that thought, one thing leading to another until she finally thought her brain would turn into water or at least some kind of liquid. She finally did decided that she missed her siblings, yes they were disobediant, they were hard to take care of, she gave her childhood up doing it but she decided that it wasn't their fault that their mother was gone and their father was well....not much a father. Shaking her head once more she kept going with her walk until she bumped straight into someone. Speaking French was still foreign to her, she hoped to the good Lord that the stranger spoke English at least to some degree. And the shirt on your back doesn't keep out the chill |
