Post by bombay ivy westerveldt on May 29, 2011 18:51:30 GMT -5
Character Name: bombay ivy westerveldt
Nickname(s): bombay or bombs
Gender: Female
Age: seventeen
Grade: Senior
Sexuality: Straight
Clique: Geek
Weight: 5ft 9 inches
Height: 120 pounds
Appearence:
fearless she's willing to stare death in the face. nothing can make this girl back down from anything, not even a spider. fiery with a name like "bombay" - gaining her her nickname - it's not surprise that she's somewhat fiesty. just don't get on her bad side - your face and your ego will never remain unscathed if you do.
rational never one to jump in head first, she always weighs the outcomes of any decision before making a choice. thankfully, she's quick about it, so time isn't unnecessarily wasted, but she occasionally gets called a downer if he goes with the "safe" option. affable although it sometimes takes her a while to warm up to someone, once she gets going people say she can be quite entertaining.
intelligent[/i] the strong suit of bomb's entire personality. she believes her brain is her greatest weapon. not only had it helped her achieve a grade point average of 4.0 and above, but it also helped her skip the seventh grade. it also helped with bullies when she was younger. she was able to skillfully create a plan that would end up with the bully looking like an idiot and leaving her unhurt.
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]History:
Nickname(s): bombay or bombs
Gender: Female
Age: seventeen
Grade: Senior
Sexuality: Straight
Clique: Geek
Weight: 5ft 9 inches
Height: 120 pounds
Appearence:
[/size][/blockquote]Personality:bombay's distinct personality is perfectly acquitted to her appearance. her italian heritage is clear with her crystal green, almond shaped eyes and nicely arched eyebrows. her indian heritage evident in her nose which is more long then large. her facial skin is soft and clear. she was lucky enough not to have gone through the pimple and acne phase. her cheekbones slightly stand out but not enough to call her features sharp. her most stand out feature is her smile. her teeth are as white as milk and as straight as a ruler thanks to two years of braces. she was even graced with dimples on both sides of her smile to give it a more prominent glow when flashed.
her hair has length and it has strength. it falls down her entire back, slightly two inches inches past the midway part of her back. her original color was a dirty brown but then she dyed it blonde with a few honey highlights. she has side-way bangs which perfectly accent her facial structure and make her forehead a bit smaller. her hair is frequently styled. sometimes you will see it entirely down or up in an intricate bun.
bombay's build is what earns her glares from the other teenagers her age. she is 5 ft and 9 inches, a bit taller then the rest of the girls her age and she is definitely more lean. thanks to hours of martial arts practice and military training that her father put her through, bombay is able to have a body that she loves. her abs are far more defined then a teenager that went through pilates. her biceps are not as large as your average jock. but when flexed make her stand out a bit from the rest of the girls with their flimsy arms.
[/b] she speaks her mind, but that's because she doesn't have much of a mouth filter. she'll tell the truth whether you like it or not, most of the time it's because she thinks it's for the best. she's not trying to be purposely hurtful, it's just that the truth hurts but lies are worse. considerate at times she me appear as a hardass, she can be quite a softy. she might not pick up feelings as quickly as others, but she makes up for it with an open ear and undivided attention.
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fearless she's willing to stare death in the face. nothing can make this girl back down from anything, not even a spider. fiery with a name like "bombay" - gaining her her nickname - it's not surprise that she's somewhat fiesty. just don't get on her bad side - your face and your ego will never remain unscathed if you do.
rational never one to jump in head first, she always weighs the outcomes of any decision before making a choice. thankfully, she's quick about it, so time isn't unnecessarily wasted, but she occasionally gets called a downer if he goes with the "safe" option. affable although it sometimes takes her a while to warm up to someone, once she gets going people say she can be quite entertaining.
intelligent[/i] the strong suit of bomb's entire personality. she believes her brain is her greatest weapon. not only had it helped her achieve a grade point average of 4.0 and above, but it also helped her skip the seventh grade. it also helped with bullies when she was younger. she was able to skillfully create a plan that would end up with the bully looking like an idiot and leaving her unhurt.
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]History:
[/size][/blockquote]Sample Rp:born on a cold, rare day; bombay's parents knew their child would be different and growing up, this little magnificent baby proved them correct. since bombay's father was in the military it required constant traveling for the family. they were never at one place for more then a year. this taught bombay to be more diverse since she had to learn to adapt to many different environments. occasionally, bombay's father would allow bombay to accompany him to the army base where bombay would work out with her father.
the tasks that bombay went through were way easier then the ones her father went through as they were specially designed for kids her age. but as she got older and older, each task got harder to teach her how to overcome various obstacles. not only did the obstacles courses make her mind stronger, they also helped to give bombay a durable build. some of the courses required her to carry twenty pound wooden boxes or bear crawl under wires the fastest way possible.
her life was not relatively normal until she hit high school. by the time her freshman year approached, her father had completed his active duty term and switched to the reserves. their family no longer needed to constantly travel all over the world since the father was no long an active part of the military. the family decided to permanently reside in central, california. they decided central because they had already had a bit of relatives living nearby.
it was at central high school that bombay found out how cruel teenage life would be like. once she joined the school she was given a brand. she didn't have a choice, it was just given to her because she fit that type. it was the "geek" clique, full of bright individuals and yet they were considered the lowest on the food chain. bombay did not like being put at the bottom but she dealt with it realizing that she was quite content with being anonymous. she didn't like being put in the center of attention.
sadly, being put at the bottom of the food chain was not the worst that could happen to a teenage girl in school. once upper class folks became aware that she had the knowledge to get them A++ on their test, she started getting request to do other people's work. bombay flatly denied to do anyone else's work besides her own. when she continued to deny their work, they got mad and sent one of their people to beat her up. they didn't know that bombay had special military training which is why in the end no one was hurt except the bully's reputation. so to this day bombay has been standing up to those that try to hurt her or her friends and likes to think of herself as a guardian to her fellow nerds that cannot stand up for themselves.
[/blockquote]Celeb:Bummed by the loss but not lacking determination to come back around and win their next match, Mallory Hale nodded enthusiastically along with Cass as she tried to give their team a post-match pep talk. They had played tough and although Los Angeles had played a little cheap towards the end, Mal was confident they could turn around and take the next match as theirs. There was no point in being pessimistic about it; they still had a lot of the tourney left to win! Mal couldn't have been more excited about leaving Chitown for San Diego, even for a little while. At home, she was stuck with a budding pair of twin brothers about to head into college, and her parents were worrying both themselves and Mal practically to death. Her mom hadn't been too excited for her to go play rugby in California - according to her it wasn't very lady-like, not to mention she was still pissed about Mal giving up her soccer scholarship to be a rugger - but her dad had been supportive, as usual. Now, here she was!
Mal plopped down besides Cass, sliding the jersey over her head and laying it besides Cass's. "Not it!" Mal exclaimed, grinning, before she began to dig through her gym bag for a t-shirt. Unfortunately she couldn't find a shirt, so she resorted to pulling a hooded sweatshirt on over her neon yellow sports bra. Not the most comfortable situation in the world. She could have sworn she put a t-shirt in her bag.. She sat back, propping her arms out to support her weight. Mal noticed Cass looking around the place. It was exciting, she knew, but she knew Cass all too well - the girl wasn't taking in the scenery.
"No fighting," Cass warned, "Nobody on this team is gonna get suspended for rough-housing. Save it for the tourney, Jonesy." She had barely managed to pry Cassidy away from one of the male fullbacks before she clawed his face off at the social last night. Mal was still in awe that she had been able to do it. She wasn't mad that Cass had completely ruined her chances to talk to the boy she had seen hanging around with the Atlanta fullback Cass had almost attacked. She had no doubt she'd see Mr. Gorgeous again; though Mal seriously needed to get her head screwed on here straight - she wasn't here for boys, she was here to win a tourney!
The flyhalf had started chewing on the string of her hoodie when Cass suddenly jumped into action. "CASS!" Mallory called to her retreating figure. "What did I say about fighting!" she added, scrambling to her feet. She unsuccessfully trying hoping on one foot to pull her boots off, and ended up nearly crashing into her teammate, Rooney. "Sorry Cams," Mal muttered hastily, sliding her feet into her Adidas athletic sandals. She began jogging after Cass and quickly looking over her shoulder at her teammates.
"Well c'mon girls! God knows it'll take more than one of us to pry her away from a fight!"
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