Post by Natalya Ivanov on May 6, 2012 0:14:37 GMT -5
[/color][/font][/center]natalyak a t e r i n aivanov
“Out of the darkness and into the sun
I wont forget the place I come from.”
Children Shouldn’t Play With Dead Things
[/color][/font]Baby take my hand, don’t fear the reaper. And she ran to him, then they started to fly.[/center]
Are You There God? It’s Me, Dean Winchester
[/color][/font]Carry on my wayward son, there’ll be peace when you’re done. Lay your weary head to rest.[/center]
Nicknames/Alias[/color]: Talya, Taly, Lya, Kat, Kitten (but only by Chris)
Sex[/color]: female
Age/Birthday[/color]: 23/August 30
Sexual Orientation[/color]: heterosexual
Ethnicity[/color]: Bulgarian, American, Russian, Irish, Scottish, Welsh
Member Group[/color]: hunter
Canon or Original[/color]: original[/ul]
The Usual Suspects And What Should Never Be
[/color][/font]Sometimes I get a feeling, deep in my soul. Sometimes I get a feeling, deep in my bones.[/center]
Hair[/color]: blonde, long, naturally wavy
Height & Weight[/color]: 5’6”/126 lbs
Body Type[/color]: slender, athletic
Distinguishing Features[/color]: celtic knot work tattoos covering her shoulders and down her arms, ending just above the elbows.
Anti-possession symbol tattooed over her heart.
Face Claim[/color]: Scarlett Johansson[/ul]
It’s the Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester
[/color][/font]I see the bad moon arising. Don’t go around tonight, well it’s bound to take your life.[/i][/center]
- hunting
- dancing
- fighting
- men
- flirting
- drinking
- traveling
- music
- singing
- playing guitar
Dislikes[/color]:
- demons
- most supernatural creatures
- assholes
- watching innocent people die
- not being able to save someone
- rap music
- blackberries
- feeling weak
- being treated like a child
- being treated like she cant do something just because she's a girl
- snakes
Strengths[/color]:
- fighting
- hunting
- dancing
- singing
- playing guitar
- flirting
Weaknesses[/color]:
- cocky guys
- animals (dogs particularily)
- innocents/people who need saving
- chocolate
- flowers
Fears[/color]:
- dying
- being turned into a vampire or werewolf
- losing her dad
- going to hell
- being possessed
Secrets[/color]:
- her mother was murdered by a demon working for Crowley
- her fathers a closet alcoholic
- she wants to run away with her brother but would feel guilty abandoning her father
- she has a thing for Christofer but doesnt think he feels the same so she hasnt told him about it. She's had a crush on him since they met
Best Memory[/color]: going to the beach with her big brother for the first time
Worst Memory[/color]: losing her mother when she was killed by a demon
Habits/Quirks[/color]:
- fidgeting when nervous
- blushing when flattered or embarrassed
- singing when she has a song stuck in her head or is listening to a song
Overall Personality/Appearance[/color]:
- fierce
- stubborn
- dangerous
- musical
- caring
- sweet
- protective
- cautious
- adventurous
- reckless
- fearful
- humourous
- sarcastic
- Natalya has a very trendy overall appearance. Her hair is naturally wavy and she likes to keep it that way, unless the mood strikes her to straighten it, but it always falls on her shoulders. She never puts it up. She doesnt wear much makeup, except for a light touch of eyeliner, shadow, and mascara, she doesnt wear perfume unless forced to for a special occasion. After all, perfume would get her easily noticed by unwanted creatures she has to kill. When she's hunting, she does the killing bit at night so as not to disturb or confuse the human community. She usually wear's dark clothing to help conceal herself. Even during the day, really. All of her clothes are very trendy though. Skinny jeans, tank tops or t-shirts, and her signature pair of black leather boots and signature black leather jacket.
There Is A Monster At The End Of The Book
[/color][/font]You’re as cold as ice, you’re willing to sacrifice our love. You know that you are.[/center]
Current Residence[/color]: the road, anywhere really.
Mother[/color]: Daniella Ivanov, deceased, hunter
Father[/color]: Robert Ivanov, 52, hunter (retired)
Siblings[/color]: Miles Ivanov, 28, hunter
Other Important People[/color]: n/a
Pets[/color]: n/a
Overall History[/color]:
- dad moved from Bulgaria in 1983
- mom lived in San Francisco
- the two met while hunting
- both got married in 1984, had a baby boy named Miles
- 1989 had a baby girl
- named her Natalya Katerina Ivanov
- Talya was born August 30, 1989
- grew up on the road, though they owned a house in San Francisco
- parents didnt want her to become a hunter so they put her through school while on the road
- mom killed by demon working for Crowley when Talya was five, dad had to raise her
- pulled out of school so her dad could keep a closer eye on her, didnt want a demon to come after her
- age sixteen, told her dad she wanted to become a hunter so she could kill the thing that killed her mom
- dad refused, taught her only basic self defense, just enough to get her by without putting her in the family business
- met Christofer Drew, a hunter who saved her life from being taken by a werewolf
- found out he knew her father and that her dad had saved him, curing him from being a vampire
- left town under the pretense of going to college so she could go on the road with Christofer and become a full fledged hunter
- a year into hunting together, Christofer disappeared and she started hunting on her own
- been hunting alone ever since
- hunts with her father on and off every so often, whenever they're in the same vacinity
Dream A Little Dream of Me, Bloody Mary
[/color][/font]I never meant to be so bad to you, one thing I said that I would never do.[/center]
Member Title[/color]: n/a
Roleplaying Sample[/color]:
Like every other day when she had the day off of classes, Anabelle was hanging out at the beach. The day was nice and the sun was shining, not a cloud in the sky. Plus, the waves were awesome. As she sat on the beach in her camoflauge bikini, her surf board propped up in the sand beside her, she watched the waves, thinking. The smell of salt water, the feel of sand between her toes and the sound of the rolling waves was something that always seemed to calm her down or pull her into her deepest thoughts.
She hadn’t really expected to come down to the beach for surfing; she’d been more expecting to get some good photo shots and see what happened. Maybe she could put them in her portfolio along with her resume for when she finally decided to apply for that job in the photo-journalism block. Shaking her head, she sighed. Despite her outgoing, hyper usual self, she was shy about applying for the job, no matter how much her friends and Ezra told her that she had some talent in the photography thing. She was shy about her music too. It was amazing she even played at all. There were sometimes she’d set up in the coffee shop and play there, usually when she could cow her cousin into playing with her, but other times she usually only played for Conner, Ezra and a few others. She knew she’d have to overcome her self-consciousness about it but it was hard to do.
Sighing, she moved, laying back in the sand and looking up at the sky, her arms above her head. She wished more than anything that she could just stop thinking about the whole job scene for a while but money was hard to come by for her lately, working as a freelance photographer only got her so much in this city, and she had a couple years to go yet before she got out of university. She just hoped it’d work out.
She hadn’t really expected to come down to the beach for surfing; she’d been more expecting to get some good photo shots and see what happened. Maybe she could put them in her portfolio along with her resume for when she finally decided to apply for that job in the photo-journalism block. Shaking her head, she sighed. Despite her outgoing, hyper usual self, she was shy about applying for the job, no matter how much her friends and Ezra told her that she had some talent in the photography thing. She was shy about her music too. It was amazing she even played at all. There were sometimes she’d set up in the coffee shop and play there, usually when she could cow her cousin into playing with her, but other times she usually only played for Conner, Ezra and a few others. She knew she’d have to overcome her self-consciousness about it but it was hard to do.
Sighing, she moved, laying back in the sand and looking up at the sky, her arms above her head. She wished more than anything that she could just stop thinking about the whole job scene for a while but money was hard to come by for her lately, working as a freelance photographer only got her so much in this city, and she had a couple years to go yet before she got out of university. She just hoped it’d work out.
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This application was made by JUL!ET. She worked really hard on
this and watched seasons one through three of Supernatural in 3 days.
She's so hardcore.And you wouldn't want to make
Dean Winchester Romeo mad by stealing it now would you?
He'd have to come after you with a stick. It wouldn't be pretty,
now go play nice and don't steal her stuff.
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[/blockquote]This application was made by JUL!ET. She worked really hard on
this and watched seasons one through three of Supernatural in 3 days.
She's so hardcore.And you wouldn't want to make
He'd have to come after you with a stick. It wouldn't be pretty,
now go play nice and don't steal her stuff.
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