Post by harley alice paige rivera on Dec 18, 2013 11:34:55 GMT -5
HARLEY ALICE PAIGE RIVERA
FULL NAME: Harley Alice Paige Rivera.
NICKNAMES: None, though she does have aliases.
AGE: twenty-five.
SEXUALITY: straight.
STATUS: single
GROUP: citizen
GRADE: N/A.
MAJOR: N/A
JOB OCCUPATION: Receptionist at Three Kings.
HAIR: Just by her shoulders and a medium shade of brown, highlighted with blonde from time to time, too. If it’s down she tends to let it do what it pleases, but she loves putting it up it cute or silly styles from time to time, especially during the summer.
EYES: hazel.
SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: She has a few little ones from a not-so-innocent lifestyle, but the worst is on her left hand. When she was seventeen she had a bad fall and a nail went right through her hand, leaving her with a nasty scar on both her palm and the top. Luckily she didn’t lose any mobility in her hand.
TATTOOS: She has a cosmic sort of Pegasus tattoo at the bottom of her back. It’s a cover up from a terrible decision when she was seventeen and while it might be big, she loves it. She also has a candy skull tattoo with video game controller over her right hip bone.
PIERCINGS: Her ears twice, daith and triple helix on her left ear
PLAY-BY: Jewel Staite!
LIKES: computers, video games, meeting new people, science fiction, comic books, bright colours, MMORPGS, hacking, pina coladas, hammocks, summer, tiki bars, the ocean, fire escapes, strawberry and lime cider, chocolate covered strawberries, strawberries in general, bobbleheads, rings, bracelets, sunflowers, the colour yellow, patches, vests, chocolate fudge cake, rainstorms (when she’s outside), Hollywood starlets, skulls.
DISLIKES: moths, landing herself in trouble, loneliness, walking alone in her neighbourhood at night, the preparation for dates, people mocking superstitions, bullies, revealing dresses, animal cruelty, paranoia, burnt food, treacle toffee, music snobbery, sad endings, hayfever, running, bills, sirens, lies, rainstorms (when she’s indoors), feeling invisible, being underestimated, arrogance, too-serious people, mandarin oranges.
FEARS: moths, prison, being alone for the rest of her life..
SECRETS: Harley is a skilled computer hacker. She’s often used petty hacking tricks to get revenge on the people who have upset her, but her talents go beyond a password crack. She’s made donations from large companies to charity groups and accepted cash in the past to find and obtain private information. She spent four years running around the country out of the fear she would get caught after someone grew suspicious and then found herself in New York. She still does her tricks and dances with the wrong side of the law, but only because it’s necessary to her survival. At least, that’s the excuse she uses each time she accepts a dodgy job.
PERSONALITY: Harley is pretty hyperactive without the assistance of sugar. She’s energetic and chatty in almost every situation and is rarely seen without a huge smile on her face. It might be down to that hyperactive trait of hers, but Harley is also pretty darn clumsy. It’s not hard for her to trip over her own feet or walk into something because she wasn’t paying enough attention! Intelligent when it comes to anything computer related, many are surprised that Harley never went to college. Everything she knows is self-taught or things she picked up along the way. Despite everything that she knows about life, Harley is a little too trusting and has a habit of letting people in before she ought to. She hates lying, but still finds herself doing it to protect her freedom and her secrets. She often feels ridiculously guilty whenever she’s lied to someone, even if it is the tiniest of little white lies. A total nerd, Harley is crazily passionate about her hobbies and can sometimes come across as a little terrifying because of it. She sometimes feels invisible in a group because she doesn’t really have anything to stand out, or at least that’s how she feels about herself; insecurity is a big part of Harley’s more private side. Harley has been put down a lot throughout her young life, so she rarely sees the positives in herself and this is why she found a love behind a keyboard and computer monitor. It’s because of the lifestyle she’s lived and the way she’s had to lie that she sometimes feels lonely. Harley has only really had one true friend in her life and she takes it kind of personally if someone cancels plans with her now. She’s not clingy or needy, but the doubt creeps in, along with the mild paranoia. She’s non-confrontational and prone to panicking if she finds herself in a bad situation. A dreamer, Harley often loses herself in daydreams and fantasies. She’s a hopeless romantic who just wants the simple romance and the happy ending that she’s read about in books. She’s never really been able to find anyone to be herself around and so she’s sort of pinning all her hopes on the stars that the right man will come along and just sweep her away.
MOTHER: Jane LeAnn Marsh, 50
FATHER: Neal Eric Rivera, 56.
SIBLINGS: N/A.
OTHERS: Jason (Jace) Zachary Mills, 28…pretty much her lifesaver..
PETS: None specifically, but there are three stray cats that she feeds.
HOMETOWN: Cedar City, Utah
HISTORY: Jane’s reason for dating Neal was that it annoyed her very strict parents. They didn’t like the six year age difference or the fact that the couple met when Jane was still in college and Neal was working ridiculously hard to climb his way up the corporate ladder. The more irate her parents became, the stronger she felt the attraction become. She was young, very foolish and finding the rush of rebellion a little later than most. She eloped with Neal the summer after her graduation and came back feeling as though she had finally beaten her parents. What she didn’t count on was the spark fading. With college over and reality setting in, married life and the life of a young woman in a low paying business job didn’t exactly bring about the same thrills. She wanted more and it was a reluctant agreement to have a baby when Neal suggested it. Neal was at a different place in his life. He was older, ready for the family and building for the future and he believed it was a dream that Jane shared. It was a mistake, but neither of them knew that, and by the time Jane started to ask herself what she had done, she was already five months pregnant and craving nothing but olives.
Harley was named after the motorbike. It came about purely out of disinterest from Jane and a rare moment of foolish sentimentalism from Neal. Apparently, before his daughter came into his life, a Harley Davidson was the only thing that could’ve made everything he had perfect. Once he looked at that little face, that changed and since his daughter made his life perfect…it’s a story that makes Harley want to smile and throw up at the same time. She was a healthy little baby and a bundle of joy, but Jane only ever went through the motions of motherhood, often asking neighbours and friends if they could look after Harley for a few hours so that she could sleep or shop or just do anything without a potentially wailing baby interrupting her. Neal noticed his wife’s behaviour and kept calling her out on it, but the fighting was just ridiculous. Between her disinterest and the hours of work he put in to try and make sure Harley could have a promising future, it started spiralling out of control. When Harley was three, Jane packed her bags and left. She made no attempt to contact her daughter again, but Harley retained hope that one day there would be a birthday card or a phone call.
With Jane’s exit from their lives and the divorce papers that came a few short months later, Neal became more determined than ever to make sure that Harley had the very best for her future. The only problem was that his view of the best for his daughter was not what she had in mind. Harley grew up with a love of action figures and not Barbie dolls and when Neal wanted her to push herself harder in school, Harley only found that her mind wandered more. Neal, knowing Harley was all he had, wanted to push her and for her to be all the things that he wasn’t. He worked longer hours to make sure that she had a decent college fund and the chance to do all the great things that only came with having money. While he worked, Harley was left in the care of one of their neighbours. He didn’t mind the little girl being around, but he had a career as a software developer and through him Harley began developing a love for computers and all the different aspects of them, beyond the typical games and tricks that proved useful. Neal was barely computer literate and she could resolve his panic before he managed to put himself in hospital.
As she got older, Harley’s curiosity began to grow and her desire to know more about computers and her life grew with it. At school she was often seen as something of a freak because she was so into computers, video games and comic books. Generally, Harley knew that she was pretty strange, even with her habits of daydreaming through classes. Her grades were less than what Neal expected from her, but her intelligence was unmatched when it came to computers and yet her father didn’t care for what would one day be the way most of the world functioned. Given the way her life was and that she was old enough to stay at home without a babysitter, Harley began feeling lonely and didn’t believe she had anyone to talk to about it. Feeling like she had no better option, she spent more time on her computer, perfecting her skills and learning more coding and encryption tricks than any teenager ever needed to know. Her decline into a criminal life started off small. It was just hacking into the social networking accounts of the bullies at school, and not always the ones who targeted her. It was worth it just to see them when the petty drama unfolded from it. She never really thought about doing anything dangerous or seriously criminal until one night when a fight with her father pushed her a little too far. Neal was on another scolding about her grades and how they wouldn’t get her into an Ivy League school. He didn’t care if Harley wanted to attend one or not, it was the plan. He called her ungrateful for all of the work he had done to ensure her future when she didn’t care about it all. It was only then, in rage and hurt, that Harley began to hack her way into his company’s server using as many innocent seeming lies and tricks to get what she needed. If Neal thought her ungrateful then she would act exactly like that. Her initial plan was to erase the progress on her father’s project for the corporation, but after finding herself curious enough to route through the rest of the fils she could access, Harley’s plan turned into something else. The company her father worked for made millions of dollars a year and donated barely a fraction of that to charity causes that, to her, looked more like they were going to places who already contributed to the company. In a moment of deluded Good Samaritan-ism, Harley ended up making a large donation to and animal conservation charity set out in South America.
She thought nothing of it at first, but knew deep down that she had done something very wrong, even if the money was going to a better cause. It was only after overhearing her father talking about the matter being noticed and handed over to the police that Harley began to panic. Hearing snippets of the phone calls Neal made, Harley discovered that the police working the case had realised that the culprit had to have connections to the company and that they were planning on looking at the employees. Neal never knew the extent of his daughter’s abilities and never even suspected that she could have had a hand in any of it, but Harley didn’t stick around to find any of that out.
She was seventeen when she ran away from home. She would eventually complere her high school education online and used aliases whenever she booked a bus ticket or a motel room. Initially, she wanted to track down Jane, her mom, and attempt to live her life with her, rather than sit through another disappointment with her father. No one knew where Jane was, or at least they had never told Harley, but that wasn’t a problem for the tech savvy girl. Living out of a motel room and using her skills to track down the mother she could barely remember, it was only a matter of time before someone caught up with her. Harley was not prepare to run from home and while she was used to being overlook most of the time, she wasn’t adept at living her life as a secret. The police almost caught up with her twice before her eighteenth birthday, but back windows and dumpsters were pretty much created for runaways and hiding. Harley discovered that her mom was living in Jacksonville, Florida, but to get there she would need more cash than she had left. Completely out of her depth, she took questionable cash-in-hand courier jobs just to raise the money and then booked herself on the next bus out of Utah.
It was at a bus depot in Kansas City that Harley met Jace. It had been two days of travelling, waiting and changing buses so far and engine problems meant that her 5pm bus now wasn’t departing until the morning. With nothing better to do and no money to book herself into a room for the night, she set up camp in a corner of the depot, laptop out and doing what she did best. She was hacking into the software for a new video game release due the following week. She had nothing better to do and since running away from home she was following a darker path than she understood. Jace had problems of his own that he was running from, and a past that was a little more riddled with darkness than he’d probably like to admit. Harley was wary, but he had caught a glimpse of what she was doing and preying on her love for the computer game, he tricked her into showing him what she could do. He was impressed, but he had no room in his life for someone who was out of her depth and Harley had plans of her own, convinced that Jane would welcome her daughter with open arms once she got to Jacksonville. Jace was going a little further on for his own “business”, but the pair were travel buddies for the rest of the journey, but their rarely shared their stories or the real reasons for being on that bus. When Harley reached her stop, she never thought she’d see him again, but she was wrong.
Arriving at Jane’s address, Harley was excited, but that excitement didn’t last long. Once the shock of seeing the daughter she had abandoned standing on her doorstep, Jane revealed that she had never wanted a child back then, that she thought of Harley as nothing more than a mistake and that there was never going to be room in her life for the girl who had waited years for her mom to come home. Heartbroken, alone and broke, Harley managed to hitch a ride to Daytona with some Spring Break kids, but she still didn’t know what to do. It was only one night when a rainstorm chased her into a diner that she was reunited with Jace. She had been sleeping rough and had nothing more than the bag on her back. He was grabbing some dinner and sitting in a booth when he spotted her. Neither of them knew why they trusted each other enough to stay together, but from that night they were a team.
The next couple of years were not exactly the most innocent time. They worked jobs that paid good money, but didn’t exactly roll on the right side of the law. For Jace it had been a means of survival for a while and Harley had been practically doing it for her own personal gain so why not earn some money from the best skill that she had? If it got too hot then they just skipped town and moved on. Jace handled a lot of the face-to-face deals while Harley remained mostly behind the curtain just doing her thing. Not all of their jobs required her computer skills though, and that was when she played the look out and the distraction if it was necessary. She didn’t like getting her hands too dirty, didn’t like falling in too deep and Jace made sure that she didn’t. He protected her from the harsher side of the lifestyle they found themselves in. Sometimes they found an apartment to rent, and other times it was a motel with cheap beds and faulty cable TV. Moving around, dreaming of a better life…the only real consistent thing they had was each other, but that couldn’t last forever.
Harley was twenty-four when life took another dramatic turn. They were working a job in Phoenix, Arizona when it turned out to be set-up. The guy who had hired them was arrested and gave up the aliases that they had given to him when they accepted. Jace decided that it would be best for the two of them to split up for a little while, but promised to one day find Harley when it was all over and make sure that she was okay. He gave her the half of their cash that was rightfully hers and then she headed for the east coast and he went for the west. She found herself in New York about a month later. There was no heat on her name from what she could tell, and judging by the information she had gathered things had died down. Living out of a questionable hotel, she had expected Jace to catch up with her, but there was no sign of him. Feeling alone again, she set out about making something for herself in New York. Finding herself a job as a receptionist in a tattoo parlour, she set up home in a rough neighbourhood since it was all she could afford.
A little over a year has gone by and Harley reluctantly takes the ‘ask no questions’ jobs when times get tough, which is a little more often than she would like after bills are paid and her landlord has collected his share of her honest earned wages. She’s never heard from Jace in this time, sleeps with a knife under her bed and while she loves New York enough to stay there, things are still troubling her. She wants a good life, to be able to make an honest go at things and the more she tries the more it seems to feel like it’ll never happen.
YOUR ALIAS: KIM.
RULE WORDS: kidnappedbykim.
WHERE YOU FOUND US: In the night sky.
SAMPLE:Pssh!
