Post by joey macey rayne carter on Dec 18, 2013 11:58:49 GMT -5
JOHANNA MACEY RAYNE CARTER
FULL NAME: Johanna Macey Rayne Carter.
NICKNAMES: Joey.
AGE: twenty-seven.
SEXUALITY: straight.
STATUS: single
GROUP: citizen
GRADE: N/A.
MAJOR: N/A
JOB OCCUPATION: FDNY Firefighter.
HAIR: Dark brown and long. Resting past her shoulder, there’s a natural wave in it and unless she’s working, it’s usually left down to do as it pleases.
EYES: brown.
SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: The one most often noticed is the one by her left eyebrow. She has other fainter/hidden ones running down her left side to about mid-thigh. Some are almost impossible to notice unless she points them out, but there are a few that are easier to spot, especially around her hipbone. They’re all from the same military incident during her deployment.
TATTOOS: None.
PIERCINGS: Just her ears the once now. She took her belly bar out years ago when she enlisted
PLAY-BY: Summer Glau!
LIKES: showers over baths, cat naps, rock climbing, plain dresses, The Wizard Of Oz, vanilla custard, hazelnut lattes, marigolds, chicken fried rice, deep pressure massages, raccoons, boots, cocoa butter body lotion, drawstring bags, the ballet, a good workout, pizza, peppermint cordial, vest tops, the beach, getting away from the city every once in a while, TV show marathons, cross country running, physics, repairing things herself, martial arts, sailing, learning new languages.
DISLIKES: strange noises waking her up, being asked too many personal questions, getting drunk often, feeling lazy, giving up, cats, bug bites, funerals, family fights, floral patterns, reaching for her gun, puppets, very loud infomercials, her favourite TV shows being cancelled, fad dieting, popcorn, salmon, almonds, inequality, smudged eyeliner, cheap gossip, tacky jewellery/”bling”, waking up with a stiff neck, warm lemonade, bitter winters, chest infections, standing too near fireworks.
FEARS: not being able to save the people she’s closest to, being hit by a firework, swans..
SECRETS: She’s addicted to watching cookery programmes whenever she can, but she’s a terrible, terrible cook! She can still spend hours watching any and all cookery shows, though!
PERSONALITY: Even before Joey enlisted with the US Army or the FDNY, she was insanely dedicated to the things she’s passionate about. She can be proud about the things that she has done and her opinions, but at the same time as being proud about them she’s not one to go around boasting about it. Athletic, Joey is constantly pushing her body to the next level and has done so since she was a little girl and dreamt of being a ballerina. She’s a natural born leader and a great team player, but sometimes people mistake her as being bossy. Quick thinking and witted, Joey is usually good at keeping up with the situations she finds herself in and any obstacles she can usually find her way around. She’s protective by nature and does her best to help others and keep them safe, even if it means putting herself in harm’s way. A trustworthy friend, Joey sees no excuse to betray the people she cares about and takes it very badly if someone hurts of betrays her. She’s responsible and doesn’t shy away from owning up to her mistakes. She knows when she owes someone an apology and will do what she can to mend any bridges in those relationships. Joey is also the kind of girl who gets invested in her TV shows or books and feels a personal loss whenever they end or are cancelled. She’s not so obsessed that she’s writing letters to people in power, but she can run off on a ramble from time to time. Having seen a lot during her time with the army, Joey isn’t one to talk about those memories unless the situation calls for it completely. She doesn’t want people to worry about her or make a fuss over the things they can’t change. She’s strong and reliable, but sometimes it’s noticeable that Joey bites off more than she can chew. She’s fun-loving and does have a daring side, often with people not believing her current job or that she was in the military. Despite being independent, Joey doesn’t always want to rely on herself. She does have a romantic side that has been overlooked in the past. She might not say it out loud so much, but this girl does enjoy the moonlit strolls and dinners by candlelight. She would like a guy to come in and sweep her off her feet with a chance of forever after, but that guy just hasn’t come along yet.
MOTHER: Nina Lucille Harris, 54.
FATHER: Dennis Kevin Carter, 54.
SIBLINGS: Henry Dennis Carter, 24.
Scott Landon Carter, 21.
OTHERS: N/A.
PETS: Harvey & Ella, chinchillas.
HOMETOWN: Grand Junction, Colorado
HISTORY: Joey was the eldest child and the only daughter born to Dennis and Nina. They were a happy young couple who met through mutual friends and who ended up in a relationship because they discovered that they had a lot in common. It was shortly after their large wedding that Nina discovered that she was pregnant and soon enough they had their little Joey, but back then she was still always referred to as Johanna. Soon enough she found herself playing the big sister and instantly took the role of leading her little brothers through their games and childish adventures.
It wasn’t until school that Johanna became Joey. In her class there happened to be three of them with the same name and it came about as a way of identifying each little girl without causing too much confusion. Since they spent the rest of their school life together, the nickname stuck with Joey, much to Nina’s dismay. Everyone else found it cute and thought it suited the active little girl who was just as happy to climb trees with her brothers as she was to play with her dolls. Nina only ever wanted the very best for her children, and often went out of the way to enrol them in pricey classes that the family could barely afford. Joey, like many little girls, wanted to be a ballerina and so got to go to ballet classes. She loved them and was forever looking for an excuse to don her ballet clothes and show off the latest techniques they had been learning in class.
Her childhood was pretty average. She enjoyed school, hated algebra and spent as much time with her friends as her parental limitations would allow. Her brothers annoyed her, teased her and she retaliated the same. Generally, it was the same as most people’s and complete with odd little memories and stories that eventually only came up around the family home during nights of reminiscing or fighting. However, when Joey was thirteen, things changed. Nina and Dennis had been having troubles for a little over two years, but had kept their problems away from their innocent children. They had tried couple therapy and other suggestions from their nearest and dearest, but it was soon very clear that their marriage couldn’t be saved. Nina’s excessive spending combined with Dennis’ disinterest in his wife’s life quickly led to feelings for other people and then, soon after, the divorce courts. The parents retained shared custody of the children and since no one was planning on leaving Grand Junction, their lives rotated weekly between parents. Being the oldest, Joey saw where it hit hardest. They had never had the money Nina insisted on spending and her mother had credit card debts through the roof. Dennis worked the extra hours to ensure his children got to maintain as much of their routine as was possible. Joey had her ballet classes, Henry attended soccer academy and Scott was in a youth theatre programme. He didn’t want any of them to lose that when he thought it might be one of the only things getting them through the divorce and their new lifestyles split between their parents. Nina couldn’t be relied on for money since the woman had a string of minimum wage jobs that were all short lived when she decided that she had the potential to be something better than what they had to offer her.
When Joey was fifteen, she noticed Dennis wasn’t faring to well. One week his back would be acting up, the next the doctor was scolding him for his high blood pressure…it was all things related to the stress and working far too much for what his body could deal with. It was only when his back seized up one night and she had to help him that she confronted him about the health issues. The moment he explained why he worked those extra hours and ignored his need to relax, Joey threw a cushion at him and told him immediately to stop her ballet classes. She might have loved the dance, but it wasn’t worth making her dad ill! She told him to stop worrying about her brothers, too, but Dennis refused to listen to her on that point. He claimed they were both still young enough to need the positive outlets to keep them away from “bad decisions.”
It seemed like fate was about to deal the family a nasty hand. Over the next two years it seemed to be one disaster after another. First, a bad storm damaged part of the roof and broke a few windows, and then the truck her father had relied on since Joey was a little girl seemed to just die overnight. Henry fractured his leg and Scott needed braces and minor surgery to correct a bothersome old injury. It seemed like someone out there really did want to do a financial number on the family and Dennis dug into every pocket he could without wanting to harm the money he had stored for his children’s future. Eventually, Joey stepped in again after her own second-hand car seemed to start costing more in repairs than it was worth. She told Dennis to use her college fund to fix everything that needed fixing and pay off whatever bills they were struggling with. Dennis refused to accept her idea, but she came back with a folder of information about scholarship programmes and ways she could put herself through college without him breaking his back and worrying about every other problem the family seemed to be going through. She made grades that were good enough to earn some of the scholarships, her part-time job at the climbing centre wouldn’t earn her enough to be clear, but she was adamant and even threatened to not go to college at all, just to make Dennis accept the sacrifice she was willing to make. Having a roof over their heads, a reliable vehicle and food on the table was much more important than her continuing her education, which she could do at any point in her life, she reminded him.
At first, her plan was just to see what she was eligible for and if the money she had of her own wages still didn’t cover it then she’d take a year to get a full-time position and save up for college that way. Joey didn’t see it as the end of the world just because she might have to wait a year or two before chasing down the dreams she hadn’t even worked out for herself yet. At first, she had considered going through college and training to be a dance coach of sorts, but something nagged at her about that. Her ballet skills were impressive, but teaching just didn’t seem, to her, to feel like the right fit. She thought about just getting a business qualification or something like that so she could slide in anywhere once she figured herself out. It was only after a junior class career day that Joey seemed to find what called to her. She had mentioned her issues with college tuition on the rounds, at first to keep some of the enthusiastic booths from pouncing on her, but a few did provide her with helpful leaflets and information. One of those just happened to be for West Point Military Academy. Before now she had no intention of even considering the military, but they offered a great programme and something simply drew her to it. She couldn’t explain it, but it felt right. Keeping the option a secret from her family for the time being, Joey applied to the school. When they returned with an interest in the young girl, Joey worked hard to meet the necessary requirements and keep the place they had offered to her. The government would pay for the college education and in return it would be five years of her life for the army. Under the guise of a school trip, she went on a visit to West Point and found herself feeling as though she was on the right path. It was a gut feeling, but the moment she arrived she just felt like she belonged. She was physically fit enough after several years of rock climbing, cross country running and the dedication she had thrown into her dancing. She knew it wasn’t going to be the easiest college education she received, but Joey appreciated hard work and having something to strive for. Joey understood the risks, the cost this school would come at, but none of that seemed to scare her away. She was more nervous about how perfectly right it felt whenever she saw the cadets running by; she wanted to be one of them.
Breaking the news to her family was not an easy task. Her parents were telling her there were other schools with scholarships who had expressed an interest, but she tried to explain that feeling she had experienced when she was there. They had no way of talking Joey down from it after the way the academy had struck her heart. Nina didn’t speak to her daughter until high school graduation over the whole matter, acting as though Joey had somehow betrayed everything Nina had done for her. Dennis came around gradually, but reminded Joey that he wouldn’t stop worrying and fretting about the decisions she had made. Joey understood that and her younger brothers had a blast trying to tease and prove their sister wrong. Although she might not look it, the years of dedication to ballet had left her with a surprising strength that she rarely had to utilise unless she was showing off in her high school dance studio.
Eventually the day came for Joey to leave Colorado and embark on the next adventure in her life. She chose to study on the foreign language programme at West Point, keen to learn a new language and expand on those she had grasped at high school. The experience was definitely more testing that Joey had prepared herself for, but she refused to give up and kept fighting to push herself harder and further in the cadet training. In her junior year she was one of the squad leaders in the Cadet Field Training programme, as well as spending time completing other courses and training to further her own skills. As her college education crept into its final year, she found herself spending more time with active units across the country and preparing for her own time in the US Army. She had to select her service branch and prepare for her unit and deployment, as well as finishing up the actual college diploma she would be graduating with.
Graduating with her honours and her title of Second Lieutenant, Joey only had a short while with her family before she was called to lead her unit and then found herself with her deployment orders. It was terrifying to hold them in her hand, but she knew that there was a job to be done. She earned her promotion to First Lieutenant just after her first year in the army, although at the time it was nothing to celebrate. There were casualties every day where she was stationed and her military police platoon were under constant threat. Her own injuries and scars came from an afternoon when her platoon was called in to support a marine platoon that was being pushed back by the enemy. It was as she went back to help one of her own men who had been hit that she was caught on the edge of a grenade blast. Pulling her soldier to safety, it was only when the threat had been eliminated that Joey even noticed just how she had been hit. Compared to what she had already seen out there, she was barely scratched, but her skin still scarred. Still, Joey only needed a short rest and then was back out their commanding her platoon. The soldier she had gotten hurt saving the life of was worse off, but he’d live and see his son grow up; something he told Joey he could never repay her for. It was enough for her to earn the final promotion Joey would receive during her time in the military.
Joey’s five years would be completed when she next set foot in America. She actually had every intention of staying with the army, but during her final deployment term there was another ambush in the town where her platoon was stationed. They managed to regain control of the territory, but it wasn’t without losses. Joey lost good friends and saw others receive their honourable discharges through life-changing injuries. She loved serving and protecting, but she was starting to wonder if she could take losing many more of her friends. Plus, she had seen her fair share of near misses and had the scars to prove it. When the time came, she was granted an honourable discharge.
Choosing to live in New York, near her old college, Joey struggled to settle into anything. At first she considered putting her skills with languages to good use, but Joey found herself quickly missing the life she had been living. She didn’t want to re-join the army, but she did miss the feeling she got whenever she knew she had done something incredibly good. It was only through a neighbour introducing her to his brother that Joey found her calling. His brother was a firefighter and shared a few stories with Joey. He was trying to impress her, but he didn’t know that she had seen just as much as he had and so his flirting failed. However, his career attracted Joey in other ways. She approached the FDNY and went through the procedure to join. Her physical fitness was still impressive and after serving the last five years in active duty, plus the four years of military college, Joey was more than able to handle herself and the equipment. Obviously, she had other training to go through, which she did and soon the young woman found herself reliving that same adrenaline rush and thrill that came with protecting and saving people.
These days, that’s pretty much life. She sees her military friends when she can, makes the time to attend any funerals or hospital visits of the people she fought alongside. It’s still a large part of her life and while she won’t talk about it to upset others, Joey is immensely proud of what she was once a part of. The only thing that has changed is that now her pride is shifting to the FDNY and the blazes they tackle. Her family wish she’d find herself a nice office job, but Joey wouldn’t have her life any other way. She loves New York, the life she has and looks forward to the surprises of the future.
YOUR ALIAS: KIM.
RULE WORDS: kidnappedbykim.
WHERE YOU FOUND US: In the night sky.
SAMPLE:Pssh!
