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 Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 4:49 am
[ Summer and winter coat.]
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Name: Yekaterina Miloslav
Nicknames: Katya
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Orientation: Straight
Marital Status: Single Breed: Mountain lion
Height: 5'0
Weight: 110lbs
Birthplace: Moscow, Russia
Eye Color/style: Gold-green/almond shaped
Hair Color/style: Brown/ wavey
Weapon of Choice: None, I don't like fighting
Parents: Died
Siblings: Died
Relatives: I don't know any of them.
Children: None, but I would love to have one!
Acquaintances: None
Friends: None T.T
Enemies: None
Hobbies/Work: Her hobbies include Knitting, Singing, and Sculpting while her work includes baking.
Likes: Borshch, Baklava, Knitting, Singing, Sleeping, Chai Tea, Flowers, Fluffy things, Being around others, Opera music, Dancing, Rain, Sunshine, and Fall.
Dislikes: Snow, Winter, Being alone, Being hated, Being hurt, Fighting, Being yelled at, and silence.
Favorite Color(s): Red, Black, and white
Favorite Food(s): Borshch, Baklava, Blini, Shrimp scampi, Sausage, Chicken and dumplings, Pumpkin pie, Pirozhki, Vegetable soup, and Fried fish.
Personality:
RP status: Currently in an rp with Karakal5
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 2:30 pm
Biography
Theme song: Broken
History:
Born to a pair of loving parents in Moscow, Russia Yekaterina was loved by her family. She lived between the Kremlin Palace and Borovitsky Gate. Her days were spent scouring the streets for loose change and such. Her Father, who hated watching Yekaterina and and her younger brother Alecsei scavenge the streets for money and his wife cry at night, decide to strike a deal with a Russia mobster by the name of Lenin. All was well for about a year until Yekaterina's father got in too deep over his head, he had gambled alot of the money the mobster had lent to him. Becoming unfaithful in his payments, Yekaterina's father eventually moved the family away from Moscow and to the rural region of the Taymry Peninsula. The following winter was biter and harsh, but the family managed to scrap by. Having nearly forgotten the entire ordeal that had happend in Moscow the past payed Yekaterina's father a visit. One December evening, three men broke into their home and slaughtered Yekatrina's home. Yekatrina's mother managed to get her outside and into the woods just before the men dragged her mother back into the house. Yekaterina, stood in the woods silently crying to herself as she heard her family's cries of agony fill the air as the men burnt the house to the ground, trapping the remaining three, letting them burn to death.
Yekatrina was broken, mentally and physically, she was only eleven at the time. She spent a good two days sulking in the woods, wondering why this had ot happen to her, why she was still alive, or was this all just a nightmare?
The third night in the woods she had realized that she needed to go on living, to carry on her family's legacy. Using the last bit of energy left in her body she managed to haul herself to Novosibirsk from there she snuck onto a train and rode all the way to Moscow then to St. Petersburg.
She remained in St. Petersburg for about a year and worked as a fortune teller, by that following spring she used all her savings to move from St.Petersburg to London where she purchased a ship ticket from London to America where she's been living for four years.
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 4:48 pm
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