Post by rhiannon koller on Mar 25, 2008 21:14:09 GMT -5
About You
Name: Choxie
Age: 14
Experience: Three years-ish
Other Characters: –none-
Other: I lurve to roleplay. <3
The Character
Do you really know who you are?
Full Name: Rhiannon Louise Koller
Nickname: Rhia, only by her mother
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Grade: College-freshman
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Celebrity used: Lights. (No other name given, Musician)
Appearance:
It’s hard not to notice the one sure sign of happiness that seems to glued to Rhiannon’s pretty face. It is the first thing everybody notices about her. The pale pink of her lips peeling above white teeth, raising her cheeks only slightly closer to her eyes. Even without a smile happiness is easy to see when her deep chocolate brown eyes have that tiny sparkle. Without that sparkle, her happiness would be unreal. Another sign of her happiness is her soft chuckle like laugh. With the quiet escape of air from her lungs her rounded nose wrinkles and flares, but only for a few seconds.
Another noticeable quality of Rhiannon is her small stature. She stands at about five three, and seems very meek. Though, I wouldn’t suggest getting angry with her. She has worked hard for a few years to have enough muscle to defend her self. Her ability to fight it one reason why she walks with such confidence. Another may be the point that she knows she is pretty, though will only blush and smile when called beautiful.
The least noticeable thing about her appearance would be her clothing, it being very simple. Usually just shirts with sayings in pastel colors, or patterns that you barley notice. Her bottoms are usually dark wash straight leg jeans, and sometimes-black skinny jeans to make her appear a bit taller. An odd thing about her wardrobe is the constant presence of a headband wrapped in her straight chocolate brown hair. Sometimes it’s gold, sometimes white, other time bright neon colors just to through people off. The only time she isn’t wearing one is if she doesn’t have a color to match it to.
Personality:
If you were to watch Rhiannon very carefully, you would notice her small OCD qualities. Things like books being even, things in order by color, tabs on sodas flatted, and her anxiousness when things around her are not as he mind believes they should be. She is also very observant. Picking up on tiny queues and hints before most people would. This makes her very good at knowing how people are feeling and, if she is around them enough, she can tell if someone is lying.
When first meeting Rhiannon it’s obvious that she is very friendly and outgoing. She reminds many of some sort or puppy dog. It makes since in many ways, too. Loves people, and being social. Is rather obedient, and does things to make other people happy. Yet, she still has a streak of rebellion and it takes her time to learn from her mistakes. She also likes to be more of a follower, walk behind friends and have them lead her on where to go. Of course that has nothing to do outside of the literal interpretation; she makes sure she is herself and not a copy of someone else.
This girl is also a very “I can fix it” person. When someone is upset, she wants to make it better and will almost go to any lengths to do so. It’s also goes along with the OCD she deals with, perfecting things. Fixing them. When someone’s hair isn’t just right, she will walk up to them, fix it and smile before walking away. It may seem odd, but she would get incredibly anxious if she did not fix it.
Likes:
Dislikes:
Is the past behind you, or is your mind still dwelling?
Family:
mother; Patrice Emily Koller- Canada (Quebec)
father; Derrick Klein Koller- residence unknown
siblings; -none-
History:
The Previews---
The Koller family wasn’t expecting a child at all, with the recent move from British Columbia to Quebec, and a change of jobs it wasn’t a very good time. Patrice was hoping to save up money to go to school before she started having children, but accidents happen, yes?
When the news of pregnancy hit Derrick’s ears, he did more than freak. He exploded with an excess amount of rage. Complaining of financial problems, and other such issues while throwing things about the tiny apartment. He was set on them having an Abortion.
Patrice wouldn’t do it. How could a mother kill her unborn child? It was a thought she refused to accept. Much more fighting happened in the weeks to come, and slowly Patrice started packing her things and saving any extra money she was given.
At about 8 months into the pregnancy, and the words between Derrick and Patrice turning to just glares, Patrice left to her sisters, leaving only a small note of goodbye.
The Beginning---
Rhiannon was born on December 12, 1987 looking just like her mother. Patrice could never deny that child, not like she wanted to anyway. If only the miracle of motherhood could fix everything instead of dampening the problems.
Patrice lived with Rhiannon at her sisters until enough money was gained to buy an even smaller apartment than she lived in before. It was all they needed though, a place for them to be on their own.
By the time Rhiannon was 3, Patrice had two part time jobs. Her niece watched her child while she was gone, them barley skidding by on thin paychecks. Only a sudden breakthrough would change things..
A New Lease on Life---
A promotion is the opposite of what Patrice and her 10-year-old expected when she was called into her bosses office. Patrice had to bring in Rhiannon, because of the last minuet and after school meeting.
She was raised up quite a bit in the ranks, for some mysterious miracle like reason. She waited a few months, gathered paychecks, and bought a larger apartment closer to work and on the nicer side of town. Rhiannon was taken out of the trashy public school she had been in, and put in charter school.
Rhiannon did remarkably well in her new school, but it was also what showed and diagnosed her OCD. She would stand up in class to straighten the chalk, and break down crying when she was forbidden to fix it. Of course it changed with a quick visit to he psychiatrist.
Teenage hopes---
Patrice continued to work long hours, but somehow manage to make sure her child was happy at most time. She let friends come over much more often than other parents, and gave her lots of freedom. She figured the girl deserved it.
Rhiannon never did well with boys, even as a teenager. She focused more on her schoolwork most of the year. Of course during the summer this changed, and she would have little flings before finishing them.
The year Rhiannon graduated was the first time she had a boyfriend for more than 3 months. They we’re together almost at all times. Her drummer boy. Of course, when colleges where brought up he refused to go to one. That’s what caused the almost un-tragic break up. A mutual agreement.
The end, or is it---
Rhiannon decided to go to school in New York, having been there once on a summer vacation and loving the big city idea. Her mom gave her a bit of money, and told her to get a job as soon as possible before shipping her off on a plane with a few suitcases and a nervous smile.
She wasn’t sure if she would ever fit in with the people there, but she enjoyed her time there all the same. Maybe her accent would cause a small riot in a bar sometime.. she could make a few friends.
