Post by ISADORA JECAULT on Dec 27, 2008 0:42:23 GMT -5
, ISADORASOPHIEJECAULT !
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NAME , Isadora Jecault
NICKNAMES , Izzy, Iz
AGE , 23
SEX , Female
RELIGION , baptized Catholic, but atheistic
SEXUALITY , straight
, wearing three layers of coats and leg warmers !
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HAIR , She keeps her red hair short and out-of-the way, with a fairly long fringe that sometimes falls into her eyes. When she’s working, she usually slicks her hair back with a stiff styling gel. It’s naturally wavy, but she occasionally straightens it. She often changes her hair colour when she gets bored of it; she can’t even remember what colour she was born with.
EYES , Isadora has very light-coloured eyes of a pale blue-green. Depending on what she’s wearing, the colour can swing one way or the other. Her eyes are almond-shaped and of an average size.
HEIGHT/ WEIGHT , 183 cm/163 kg
CLOTHING STYLE , Isadora loves to experiment with her way of dress. She sees her body as a canvas with which she can express whatever she feels. She has tried edgy and street, eclectic and vintage; but her favorite style of clothing, and the kind that she most wears, is a modernized version of clothes from the eras of the American 1920’s and 1960’s. She likes to accessorize with large hats and flowers. At night, when she goes out on the town, she changes her style to a much more modern, almost “futuristic” type of dress. However, these are just generalities, and occasionally she really switches things up.
PLAYBY , Milla Jovovich
, oh i am not quite sleeping !
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LIKES ,
- Philosophy
- Jazz
- Writing
- People-watching
- Impressionistic art
- Vodka
- Colourful clothing
- Ballroom dancing
- Individualism
DISLIKES ,
- Altruists
- Deadlines
- Commitment
- Young children
- Involuntary “gratuity”
- Untidiness
- Cigarettes
- Rap music
- Organized religion
HOPES/DREAMS ,
- To be the editor of her own newspaper/magazine
- To write and compose her own jazz song
- Just do something incredible, something that will live on after she is long gone. After all, death may be inevitable, but obscurity isn’t.
FEARS ,
- To be tied down and unable to live her life
- To lose a sense or limb
- Being indecisive/making the wrong decision
- Marriage
- Death
SECRETS ,
- She became pregnant her third year of college with Dominic's child but had an abortion the day the pregnancy test came back positive
WEAKNESSES ,
- Is an alcoholic
- Caustic temper
- Doesn’t relate to people well
- Overly curious
- Eats unhealthily
- Very vain
STRENGTHS ,
- Very high intelligence
- Athletic, high endurance
- Possesses remarkable poise and sangfroid
- Has an adaptable personality
OVERALL PERSONALITY ,
Isadora has a… strange way about people. Generally around strangers she is stiflingly polite, with etiquette too perfect to be comfortable around. Her voice lacks emotion and her movements lack purpose; as though she were constantly bored, but at a nice dinner party where a display of boredom would be entirely uncouth. This also manifests itself when other people get angry at her—though most arguments with Izzy degenerate into scream fests, she isn’t the one screaming; she’s the one staring into the eyes of the other person with a mocking smile, impressive sangfroid, and lighthearted insult.
Once she becomes comfortable with someone, Izzy can be quite talkative. Generally she despises meaningless conversation like the weather; besides being hopelessly droll, she thinks that mindless chatter degrades the importance of human communication. So usually she likes to observe. She likes to “people-watch.” And sometimes she can get so caught up in it that the obsession stands on the verge of stalking. This curiosity about the way that humans interact when they think no one is watching gives her a natural inclination into journalism, particularly the “undercover secret-exposing” kind.
The only time Izzy ever shows her temper is when someone really penetrates her skin. Though it takes a lot to get through her outer layer, when someone really gets her angry, she gets angry. She kicks, she screams, she punches, she hurts. And she can’t hold it in. Usually she gets angry when her philosophy on life is questioned, or when she is truly and relentlessly criticized. She finds creative expression as an unfiltered, unedited output of inner emotions. If it is altered and thus corrupted by surrounding society, it is no longer an expression of the self. And Izzy finds the self the most important aspect of life. To suppress life is the worst of all sins. This logic leads Izzy in her pursuit of the freedom of press, religion, and general thinking, something not allowed in Melilla.
Despite an intense devotion to her work, and determination to achieve all of her goals, Isadora cannot get rid of her intense desire to have fun. Though she realizes that one can never live in denial, Izzy doesn’t usually follow her own advice. She likes to party and drink with people she doesn’t know so that she doesn’t have to face her problems immediately; a tendency for procrastination in every way is one of her biggest flaws, whether it comes to her work life or her personal life.
, there on the wall in the bedroom creeping !
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MOTHER , Sophie Jecault, 56, former English teacher
FATHER , Markus Metzger, 52, officer in the Bundeswehr (German military)
SIBLINGS , Elena Jecault, 28, caregiver; Sissi Jecault, 19, student
HOMETOWN , Spandau, Berlin; Germany
PETS , No permanent pets
OVERALL HISTORY , Izzy and her two sisters were all born in Spandau, a borough of Berlin. The three of them lived their entire childhoods there, before separating off to go to various universities and pursue various careers. The borough was a tense area; as a fortified city with reserves of money and ammunition in the case of war, it was a constant reminder of death. And though she loved her father, so was he. The scent of death was repugnant, stifling, and ubiquitous, and she hated it. So when Izzy was old enough to fend for herself in the city, she spent most of her free time away from home, in the center of Berlin, less than a dozen miles away.
By the time Isadora finished upper secondary school, she was off to a steady, bright future. She had a steady boyfriend, a steady occupation, steady grades, and a life full of the rigidity and restriction she abhorred. She felt constricted, unable to live her life the way she wanted to. So instead of going to the Free University of Berlin, as expected of her by both of her parents, she made use of her intelligence to follow her British boyfriend Dominic Elroy (whom she had gotten to know while he was an exchange student staying for a year at the house of her neighbor and best friend Salvador Donia) to Oxford. He had already been there for one year before she decided to join him. Her parents didn’t support Isadora leaving the country, and refused to pay the tuition fees, something that the government would have paid for in her home country. Dominic helped her as best he could, providing money to help supplement her income and helping her to find a steady job. After five years of dating and Dominic’s graduation, he proposed to her.
Isadora was awestruck and felt pressured to agree. She said yes without thinking enough about the magnitude of that word, about her present, about her youthfulness, about her future. Even though she loved Dominic, she feared getting into a relationship that was supposed to last a lifetime. To her, marriage was taboo—a commitment that she feared would put another damper on her life. That night she left before he woke up without any explanation for her actions. She put the ring on his bedside table on top of a note that said she was sorry, thanking him for everything he had done, and a warning not to contact her. She couldn’t shake the horrible feeling that she was doing something terrible; that she was forsaking him after all that he had done for her. Because she was. And she couldn’t deal with it.
So Izzy took a week off of school and returned to Berlin, where her best friend Salvador was studying. They drank and danced and partied with people they didn’t know in an attempt to forget her woes until she was totally worn out, broke, and still feeling horrible about herself. Salvador did his best to help her out; he let her crash at his place (and fended off his perverted roommate’s come-ons to her), fed her well, and offered a shoulder to lean on. To help with the money situation he convinced her to learn how to tango and together they entered a contest with a €1 000 prize. They came in third place, and only got two movie tickets, but they had fun doing it, and the movie was good.
After her week Izzy had to return to university. She had no means of supporting herself, no housing, and no future. It was her last year, and, without anyone to turn to (as she had already asked her two sisters for help, and Salvador was dead broke), she dropped out of school before getting her D.Phil. She transferred to the university in Berlin that Salvador was attending to finish her education, and her parents finally helped her to pay for her living necessities, happy to have her back. She and Salvador both graduated that year.
Isadora didn’t know what to do with herself after that. She hadn’t planned that far ahead; she never did. Salvador left her to study under some famous, gluttonous chef in Melilla (where his grandmother had lived) whose name she forgot almost instantly, and she was fully and terribly alone. She helped her sister Elena, a caregiver, in an old person’s home in Stuttgart for about a month, until she just couldn’t stand her life anymore. She was lonely and missed Salvador above all things, so decided that she would take a vacation to Melilla to visit him. Of course, she didn’t realize when she went that she wouldn’t be able to go back. So her vacation turned into an indefinite stay, for the government of Melilla wouldn’t tell her how long she would have to remain in their “utopia” for the protection of its citizens.
Salvador grew tired of his mooching friend staying indefinitely at his place and rapidly depleting his funds, but wouldn’t say anything. She started to feel horrible about being a leech, and decided that she would have to find some way of supporting herself and repaying her debt. After about a week of searching she took a job as a journalist in the Prodigal Times [[note: I hope that’s okay]]. The pay wasn’t phenomenal, but it was a steady job, and she got to do what she loved to do the most: observe people. When she started Izzy didn’t know that the paper she joined was attempting to incite a revolution. But as she dug deeper into the twisted world of sin and virtue, and realized the interior politics in the island beneath its gilded exterior, she became devoted to the cause of furthering freedom—her own.
And everyone else’s.
, north of savanna we swim in the palisades !
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NAME , Dion
AGE , 16
SEX , female
CONTACT INFO , PM/email: unterkuehlt@googlemail.com
OTHER CHARACTERS , Salvador Donia is in the making (will post sometime later)
PASSWORD , admin edited
, there on his shoulder my best friend is bit seven times !
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