Post by brooke on Jul 17, 2011 17:21:28 GMT -5
[/color][/font]I'VE BEEN RE-HYMENATED!
AND THAT, DUDE, WILL NOT ABIDE[/color]
I'm not real big on repentence ... I like revenge better.
-LAURELL K. HAMILTON
NAME Brooklyn (Brooke) Aurora Visyak
AGE 27
DOB 08/08/1984
SPECIES Human/Monster hybrid
SEXUAL ORIENTATION Straight
ALLEGIANCE Neutral
OCCUPATION Model/Fashion Designer
HOW DO YOU SLEEP AT NIGHT?[/color][/font]
ON SILK SHEETS, ROLLING NAKED IN MONEY[/color]
HAIR Long, blonde hair
EYES Light blue eyes
PERSONAL STYLE She is usually wearing a pair of jeans and a tank top but her style can actually vary from rocker to girly
PLAY BY Laura Vandervoort
WE SHOULD HAVE ANGRY SEX[/color][/font]
DON'T OBJECTIFY ME. LET'S GO[/color]
LIKES
* Fashion
* Her looks
* Catwalks
* Dark make-up
* Alcohol
* Sex
* Her abilities
* Rock music
* Her car
* Her laptop
* The beach
DISLIKES
~ Betrayal
~ People who think they know everything
~ Stupid people
~ Chick flicks
~ Angels
~ Demons
~ Witches
~ Too much heat/cold
~ Drugs
STRENGTHS
+ Agility
+ Powerful
+ Brains
+ Fighting skills
+ Knows her way around talking
WEAKNESSES
- Her mom
- Her humanity
- Controlling her abilities
SPECIAL SKILLS
> Superhuman abilities
> Good with guns
> Research
10 WORDS TO DESCRIBE YOU
# Beautiful
# Smart
# Patient
# Ambitious
# Stubborn
# Powerful
# Passionate
# Vengeful
# Out-going
# Sarcastic
# Cunning
WHO'S THE HOTTER PSYCHIC?[/color][/font]
PATRICIA ARQUETTE, JENNIFER LOVE HEWITT, OR YOU?[/color]
HOMETOWN San Francisco, CA
PARENTS
Mother – Eleanor Visyak (deceased)
Father – Robert Singer
SIBLINGS N/A
SIGNIFICANT OTHER N/A
OFFSPRING N/A
HISTORYIt had been a hot summer night when some 900-year-old creature, that had come from the purgatory in 1937 and claimed to be a professor of medieval studies with the name Eleanor Visyak, gave birth to a blonde baby girl. The father of this baby, though, was human resulting for this baby to be a hybrid that had never existed before. The father was absent the whole time Eleanor was pregnant and while she gave birth resulting him not to know the existence of this girl, his own daughter since he never came back. The baby was named Brooklyn Aurora Visyak.
Growing up, Brooklyn was a normal kid with a normal mother until the age of 7. She was still too young to explain to her mother what was happening to her. What weird stuff she could do just with the power of her mind. All her mother told her was to hide those abilities from the outside world and when she would be old enough to understand she would explain everything she needed to know.
By the age of 9, Brooklyn had already managed to hide those abilities she had from the world, like her mother had asked and the fact that she never had to use them was making it pretty easy for her. She continued to live like a normal girl with hopes, dreams, ambitions until her 16th birthday when her mother decided to talk to her about who or more accurately what she was.. what they both were. That day changed her life forever. From that day on, Brooklyn had started thinking of the world differently. Always looking over her shoulder for what may come for her or worrying of who might find out about what she was. She spent a few months angry at her mother that had kept this for so long but Eleanor claimed that she was only trying to protect her.
Before she finishes school, she was planning to stay in San Francisco and study in the SF University but a little before the end of the school year, her boyfriend got murdered by some creatures that were trying to get to Brooklyn. Eleanor asked her to stay back and that she would take care of them not letting on any information about them to her daughter. After the crisis was over, Eleanor suggested that Brooklyn would be safer gone somewhere they wouldn’t find her, at least for a while. Brooklyn immediately agreed to that as she didn’t wanna stay in this place for another day. Too much bad stuff had happened. She packed some things, said goodbye to her mother and flew all the way to New York. The last thing her mother told her before she goes is that if anything happens to her, she should look for her father. She only gave her one name and nothing else.. Never before Eleanor had spoken of him, neither Brooklyn had ever asked.
Getting to New York, she got a luxury apartment in Manhattan with the – what seemed like endless – money of her mother’s and got herself a job as a model while studying to be a fashion designer even though she didn’t need any money but she actually liked the feeling she was getting on the catwalk. Only two years after she left San Francisco, her mother started to occasionally visit her as Brooklyn never wanted to go back there.
Brooklyn stayed in New York even after she finished her studies. Her mother didn’t like the fame Brooklyn was getting as a model cause she wanted her undetectable by what was out there. After what happened in Brooklyn’s senior year, Eleanor knew it had scarred her daughter and she couldn’t let this happen again. Respecting her mother’s reasons, Brooklyn gave up modelling and focused on designing. She worked with some notable designers and also her name got shortened to ‘Brooke’.
Her New York years were uneventful of any kind of supernatural attacks even though Brooklyn never got too close to anyone cause of what had happened back home. She took up self-defence classes and then martial arts classes along with shooting classes, which to both she was pretty good at. Although she never got to practice her abilities. Up until this day she doesn’t know what all her abilities are or what their full potential are but she’s willing to do whatever it takes to develop them and control them..
It took her 10 years to finally give up her life in New York to go back to San Francisco only when she found out her mother was murdered. She remained under any radar in her mother’s mansion looking for whatever information she could dig up on who murdered her. She came up with two names: Castiel and Crowley. Doing some research on them, it wasn’t too hard to find out who or what those two were. She swore to get revenge for her mother’s death but before everything else, she had to find her father.. Robert Singer
ARE YOU HUMMING METALLICA?
IT CALMS ME DOWN[/color]
YOUR NAME/ALIAS Melinda
RP EXPERIENCE It’s been a few years… 10 give or take
OTHER CHARACTERS None at the moment
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
Brooke closed the big door behind her, leaving her suitcase by the door looking around. It had been ten years since she had left this place. She had swore to never go back there but circumstances made her. She slowly made her way to the living room, memories come flooding back. She had learned to be tough through the years but there were so many emotions inside her right now. After all, it was her mother. The only family she ever knew, the only family she ever had.
A couple of silent tears rolled down her cheeks – as they had started getting too crowded in her eyes – while holding a picture of her mother in one hand. It had been a couple of months since she had last seen her. What wouldn’t she give to see her one more time, at least to say goodbye. Her free hand turned into a tight fist, she would find out who did this to her and once she would, she ‘d make them pay.
She quickly put the picture down and took her suitcase upstairs. Her plan had only gotten as far as go back to San Fransisco and now she was there, she had to figure out what would her next move be. She spent a couple of months just researching into her mother’s death. She checked all the sources she could and looked under every stone. She wouldn’t be able to rest until she would find out who was responsible.
After many night staying up, much caffeine and a lots of alcohol consumption, she came up with two names. Castiel and Crowley.. The hard part was over and done with. A small smirk of satisfaction appeared on her lips. It didn’t took here more than a few hours to find out what they were. An angel and a demon. She chuckled slightly to herself. This couldn’t be.. An angel and a demon worked together to kill her mother? Something big was going on here and she needed to find out what. But first things first.. She had to find this Robert Singer guy her mother had told her about as him being her father.
Going downstairs she searched through some papers her mother was keeping and dag up his address in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. Another small smirk of satisfaction tugged at her lips. She gathered a few things in a small bag, threw it in her car and drove off. She had plenty of time to think what she was gonna tell him when she would get there.
A couple of silent tears rolled down her cheeks – as they had started getting too crowded in her eyes – while holding a picture of her mother in one hand. It had been a couple of months since she had last seen her. What wouldn’t she give to see her one more time, at least to say goodbye. Her free hand turned into a tight fist, she would find out who did this to her and once she would, she ‘d make them pay.
She quickly put the picture down and took her suitcase upstairs. Her plan had only gotten as far as go back to San Fransisco and now she was there, she had to figure out what would her next move be. She spent a couple of months just researching into her mother’s death. She checked all the sources she could and looked under every stone. She wouldn’t be able to rest until she would find out who was responsible.
After many night staying up, much caffeine and a lots of alcohol consumption, she came up with two names. Castiel and Crowley.. The hard part was over and done with. A small smirk of satisfaction appeared on her lips. It didn’t took here more than a few hours to find out what they were. An angel and a demon. She chuckled slightly to herself. This couldn’t be.. An angel and a demon worked together to kill her mother? Something big was going on here and she needed to find out what. But first things first.. She had to find this Robert Singer guy her mother had told her about as him being her father.
Going downstairs she searched through some papers her mother was keeping and dag up his address in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. Another small smirk of satisfaction tugged at her lips. She gathered a few things in a small bag, threw it in her car and drove off. She had plenty of time to think what she was gonna tell him when she would get there.
IS IT BECAUSE OF MY PERKY NIPPLES?
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