Kemma Iota [ud]

[misty]

KEMMA GENEVIEVE IOTA

....the mask

Your Name: Misty'll do fine, thanks.
Where did you find us?: An advertisement.
How long have you been roleplaying?: Around 3 years.
Password: admin edit!

...basic character information

Birth Name: Kemma Genevieve Iota
Nickname: Kem
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Grade: 10th
Birth date: February 6
Program: Bachelor of Science
Major: Science & Math
Major Explanation: [WHY is your character in the major that they are in?]
Animal Identity: Bengal Tiger

...personality

Likes:(at least 10)

• Bad weather
  
• Meditating
  
• Hiking
  
• Challenges
  
• Boys
  
• Humor
  
• Adventures
  
• Weapons
  
• Fixing people
  
• Theories of the universe
  
• Physics
  
• Cosmology
  
• Sophistication
  
• Lateral thinking problems
  
• Sudoku
  
• Music
  

Dislikes: (at least 10)

• False modesty
  
• Weaknesses
  
• Teamwork
  
• Labels
  
• Judgmental people
  
• Humans
  
• Girly girls
  
• Fears
  
• Sadism
  
• Masochism
  
• Worrying
  

Fears: (At least 3)

• Parasites and things moving under your skin
  
• Being enclosed in small places
  
• Falling
  

Strengths: (At least 3)

• Nearly selfless
  
• Well-rounded
  
• Organized
  
• Humble
  
• Accepting
  
• Good judge of character
  
• Generous
  

Weaknesses: (At least 3)

• Very blunt
  
• Hates mornings
  
• Dislikes being around too many people at once
  
• False confidence
  
• Loses track of time easily
  

Overall:

HUMANE Kemma is one of those do-good-ers who will never harm another living thing, unless her life is in danger. She believes that that was the way animalkind was made to live.
BLUNT Sometimes, she can be too tactless for her own good. Most people think that she doesn't care, but often, it is more of a habit thing. She'll say whatever comes to mind that seems appropriate for the conversation, and sometimes comes off as obnoxious because of it.
SARCASTIC Kemma is most noticeable by her dry sense of humor and cynical wit, as well as her quick, feisty comebacks.
LOGICAL This trait makes her talented in math as well as number puzzles, like her favorite game, Sudoku.
MOODY Many times, Kemma has wondered if she might have a personality disorder. Her mood goes from energetic and happy to a lack of self esteem and will to live in a heartbeat. Most of the time, she brushes it off, and has developed a knack for ignoring the depression in the past years.
SECRETIVE There are more things that people don't know about Kemma than they do know. Even when asked a direct question, like 'So, what state are you from?' she'll answer with something indirect such as, 'Oh, it's no matter; does where I am from affect your view of me? Or more importantly, should it?' and before you stutter out the answer, she'll be gone.
THOUGHTFUL It's one of the things that makes Kemma a great writer. Her mind goes places that no one ever thought possible. One minute, she'll be thinking about the rain outside the window and the next, contemplating which color kitten is her favorite.
DARING Almost as if she has no care for her physical well-being (or a far too gigantic ego), Kemma will put herself in the most dangerous situations. If you bet that she can't swim across that water-snake infested lake, she'll do it, no questions asked, and no payment necessary. She loves the thrill and excitement of a good chase- even if she's the one being chased.
FAIR Kemma is fortunate enough to have the the ability to see both sides of an argument. She rarely takes only one side, instead pointing out that they both have a point and should come to a compromise.
INTELLIGENT Although not many people may see it, Kemma is highly intelligent. She always carries around a notebook filled with crossword puzzles, sudoku, and other mind problems.
DISTANT Kemma never gets too close to someone, as if her life depended on it. She lacks the ability to trust anyone- not even the waiter who brings her food in the restaurant.
HONEST She is usually honest enough to change her opinions, however firmly held, if evidence comes to light which persuades her that she has been mistaken. She won't lie, either; but be warned. That doesn't mean she can't twist her words.
MISUNDERSTOOD Kemma doesn't know, nor does she particuarly care, what other people think about her. But she does know that they find her sometimes cold and harsh. This is not the truth. Quite on the contrary, Kemma loves to help people of all ages.
INDIFFERENT Despite her caring nature, there are some things- like fitting in, or popularity, or society- that she just doesn't care about.
INDEPENDENT & PROUD No matter how hard her situation, Kemma never asks for help. She sees it as a sign of weakness.
WELL-MANNERED Especially when she first meet someone, Kemma will always remain polite. After a few minutes, though, she reveals her true, blunt, sarcastic nature.
SOMETIMES RESPECTFUL Only those who she feels deserve it earn her respect; the same goes for teachers, leaders, et cetera. A title does not automatically give you her well wishes.
DANGEROUS She may not seem like the type, but Kemma has a dark side. She has episodes, or fits, as she likes to call them, where her darkest nature erupts from her. It amuses her friends, for she'll talk about world domination and such. They don't realize that's she serious when she says she would kill herself to murder every single last human alive.

Kemma is nearly always intelligent, concise, clear and logical. Occasionally, she feels the need to retire from the world and become a loner. She appreciates opportunities for meditation in these cases. Even in company she is fiercely independent, refusing to follow the crowd. She dislikes interference by others, however helpfully intended, and will accept it only on her own terms.

...appearance

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Celebrity Play By: Zoe Kazan
Appearance:
HUMAN
EYES Kemma has dark green eyes; sometimes in photographs they appear light blue, but that is not the case. Her eyelashes aren't as thick as she'd like them to be, but they suffice, for they are fairly black.
HAIR Her naturally near-black hair is smooth and luxurious; she styles it differently every day. She often dyes it, so one day, her hair will be black with red streaks while the next day it will be red with black streaks. She loves to go crazy with her hair and has it at the perfect length, just below her shoulder blades. Her fringe of bangs falls over one eye, both eyes, or no eyes, depending on how she's feeling that day.
SKIN Kemma's skin on her arms, face, torso, and legs is relatively smooth- nothing special there. Her hands and feet are rough from ages of wood-work, sailing, and walking around barefoot through the forest or swamp. She has a light smattering of freckles across her cheeks and nose and some down her arms and hands. Down her legs, she has many self-induced scars (see lower writing).
WEIGHT & BODY Kemma weighs 120 pounds, most of it being muscle and bone weight. She is a very solid, able-bodied girl, with thick wrists and hardy ankles. She has a curvy hourglass figure that she often uses to her advantage.
HEIGHT Kemma's final growing point is where she is now, at 5"6. She doesn't want to be shorter, nor taller than that.
STYLE Like her hair, Kemma's style normally changes every day to every week. Most of her clothes are made from old clothes that she has tailored to fit her needs, but she pulls it off quite nicely. Her favorite style is similar to the punk rocker style, where she will wear whatever she damn well pleases and knows people won't insult her on it for fear of being murdered in their sleep.
FACE Kemma has a pleasant, heart-shaped face, covered with light, snowy skin. She has a rather normal nose and full lips; she often has them parted just slightly.
SCARS, TATTOOS, ETC From since when Kemma was a young child, she had always had a high tolerance for pain as well as a love for blood. This obviously led to some post-adolescent knife problems, but not for the normal reasons. She loved to watch the blood soak into the towel when she pressed it against the knife-drawn designs on her legs. Now, she freely exposes her prettily scarred legs, which are filled with designs of suns and moons and the therianthropy symbol, a circle and triangle overlapping with a dash in the center of both.


TIGER
EYES Kemma, who has been shifting since the age of thirteen, has remarkable control over her physical shift. Her eye color, like her human hair color, is often changed by the day. Sometimes amber, sometimes green, sometimes brown, sometimes grey. Like all cats, her pupil is slitted and her eyes are often either narrowed contently or open wide in disconcerting circles.
FUR Kemma's fur is no more special than the other tigers in the word. Fiery orange with black streaks of shadows running through it; because she has access to bathtubs, however, her fur is usually quite sleek and soft, compared to a wild tiger. If she has hair dye in, she'll purposely move those infected hairs to the ends of her ears, muzzle, paws, and tail, creating an interesting (but by no means natural) aesthetic effect.
WEIGHT & BODY Like all tigers, her weight is between 300 and 350 pounds. Her body is lithe and agile, but also ripped and powerful. Her huge paws serve as quite effective bricks.

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...history

Parents: Drake and Penelope Iota
Siblings: N/a

FIRST SHIFT

...connecting human to animal

...literacy

RP Sample[/i]
[this is from an old RP of mine... wait, no, I lied. It's from one of those one-on-one RP chat sites. Hope it's okay, even though it has no relevence to this website ]

Kemma crushed the smoldering cigarette into the already soiled grey concrete. The flame within flickered in and out of sight, and her blue-gold eyes narrowed as she watched it until the fire had died completely. A car’s headlights flashed in her direction, and she shivered slightly as the car passed her, showering her with dirt and plenty of cold air; her eyes fluttered closed every few seconds, her breath coming in short, harsh gasps. It was like an ice-box out here- what she would give to be inside the building she was waiting in front of.

Ugh, it's so cold, she thought irritably, circling around the mailbox to her left to rest herself gingerly on the rickety bench. “Frick,” she muttered under her breath. Now, she wished she hadn’t put out that cigarette, regardless of the fact that it hadn’t been hers. She could have used it to light a fire. Gods, hurry up, whoever!

Kemma's mind wandered back to the reason why she was here in the first place. That dream had been one of the clearest she had ever had, and that haunting tune had been one of the scariest she had ever heard. Even now, she could recall every single word of the spoken omen. Shadows of the Raveners, haunting through the night... she thought the first line before letting her bottom lip fall open and whistling the rest on her tongue.

She closed her eyes and shivered. Even just whistling the song gave her the chills. And the fact that it told me to come here, of all places... She glanced icily up at the old clock tower. From this close vicinity, her sharp ears picked up the paced, methodical tick of the hands. Hurry... up...



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