Post by willow-jae dakota holt on Dec 18, 2013 20:45:04 GMT -5
WILLOW-JAE DAKOTA HOLT
FULL NAME: Willow-Jae Dakota Holt.
NICKNAMES: Will.
AGE: twenty-one.
SEXUALITY: straight.
STATUS: single
GROUP: student
GRADE: junior
MAJOR: automotive technology
JOB OCCUPATION: Bartender at Gotham, but fixes cars too when she can find the work.
HAIR: naturally mahogany brown, but she dyes it or highlights it quite often just to keep it different. She used to have it quite long, but she has a habit of cutting it into a pixie style and letting it grow out, which is currently what she’s doing; it’s just above her shoulders in tousled waves. Sometimes she puts colours in the tips too, just for fun.
EYES: Green/Blue.
SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: A few small ones from her childhood pretty much covers it. Her hands are prone to cuts and scratches when she’s working on an engine, but very few of them become lasting scars.
TATTOOS: “A blessed unrest that keeps us marching” on the inside of her right bicep, a tiny clover tattoo on her foot and a little pink bow at the base of her neck just above her shoulder blades. She also had "It's only forever" "It's not long at all" across the inside of her two wrists, from David Bowie's "Underground"..
PIERCINGS: earlobes once, belly ring and nose stud.
PLAY-BY: Emily Browning!
LIKES: cars, kayaking, racing cars, stealing shirts from the guys, cold beer, messy hair, hot showers, tai kwon do, singing, piercings, tattoos on guys, hats, football, hockey, action movies, eyeliner, chilli fries, camping, rock climbing, pranks, sarcasm, beaches, swimming in the ocean, rock diving, music festivals, summer, Bruce Springsteen, Elvis, zombie movies, immature humour, bar work, innuendos, cartoons, fire, tequila shots, dungarees, blogs, sharpies, baggy sweaters, the desert, parties, night clubs, chocolate ice cream, strawberry milkshake, road trips, goofing about, food, water fights, being pale.
DISLIKES: broken promises, shopping, girly girls, when the guys cook, waiting, dealing with bitchy people, cleaning up, saving the guys asses when they mess up, “bling”, complaining, hangovers, being the last sober one, stiletto heels, people joking about her freckles, when her nose turns red when she’s been drinking, Monday mornings, fireworks, crying, being injured, broken bones, sunburn, being cold, forgetting her keys, that beeping noise her cell makes when the battery is low, wearing lots of make-up, sappy movies, clichés, feeling lazy, liars, trance music, power cuts, injured animals, being told what to do.
FEARS: jail again, loneliness, sewer rats..
SECRETS: she spent six months in a juvenile detention centre back in California after her father died and her rebellion got out of hand during her time in foster care!
PERSONALITY: Willow is as tough as old boots. She’s capable of carrying herself with the guys and after her turbulent teenage years it takes an awful lot to break her down towards tears. She’s mouthy and heavily sarcastic around pretty much everyone and she’s not afraid to say what she’s thinking. Will can’t stand to be lazy and she’s always trying to be active with sports or dancing away in clubs when she’s not able to work on a car. She doesn’t like procrastination and hates putting things off when she could do them straight away. Willow has a habit of coming across as guarded when she first meets strangers, but it’s a defensive technique more than anything and it quickly dissipates and she can open up a little more, though she still remains secretive over certain parts of her history. There’s nothing wrong with a good party and once 6pm on a Friday rolls around, Willow turns into quite the wild child with the capability to drink her friends under the table and get into all kinds of trouble if there isn’t someone to keep an eye on her. She’s quite calm but she does have a fighting streak to her whenever someone pushes her a little too far or insults her that bit too much. She isn’t afraid to throw a punch if it comes down to it. She’s not one of those dreamers who longs for fairy tale endings and some prince charming to sweep her off her feet. She’s a realist and doesn’t respond to guys who play the role of the charmer. She needs more in her life than just romance and a guy to hold her at the end of each day. In fact, she’d rather have a guy she could spar with and go on adventures with. She’s loyal to those who she trusts, but trust doesn’t come easily to Willow. She’s a tomboy who definitely isn’t afraid to get dirty. She’s also completely disinterested in dressing up, looks and feminine fuss. She doesn’t realise how she can look at times or what effect she may have on those around her. She can be clueless about her own feelings and if anyone has feelings for her too. Willow likes to be different and she likes things to change and she doesn’t get bored of shocking people with her major or her knowledge of cars. She’s not the smartest person out there, but she is skilled in what she does and takes pride in her work.
MOTHER: Ingrid Christine Samson, 45.
FATHER: Douglas Martin Holt, deceased..
SIBLINGS: N/A.
OTHERS: Henry James Cooper, 35
PETS: N/A.
HOMETOWN: Mojave, California.
HISTORY: Willow-Jae was the only child born to Douglas and Ingrid. The couple were engaged to be married, but Ingrid suffered from terrible Post-Partum Depression and left the home when Willow was just four months old. Willow never saw her again and was raised solely by Douglas until her teenage years. Douglas never heard from the woman who was supposed to be his fiancé ever again, but that wasn’t for lack of trying. Willow was six when he finally gave up hope of the woman ever returning to their home in Mojave.
Douglas was a mechanic. Whilst most of the small town relied on air travel, Douglas tended to the cars of those around. He owned a small garage and whenever Willow finished school she would go there to meet him. She was curious about his work and he would happily explain it to his daughter. As she got older, she began doing small jobs for him in the garage like cleaning up or handing him the tools when he needed them. She learnt to develop a love for cars and when her teenage years came around she would help him out more and more until she could handle small jobs on the cars herself whenever she was off school.
In school, Willow was a tomboy to the core. Raised by a man she didn’t have worries about her hair, her looks or whether her clothes were the latest style. She much preferred to be playing football or hockey with the local boys than catching a bus to the city to go to the big malls. When they could they went camping and kayaking and Willow’s relationship with her father was as close as they could be. She could tell him everything and when people tried to bully her at school for not being feminine, for having freckles and crazy hair, Will just let it all go over her head and her father told her that those kids were just jealous. She knows now that all of it was only words, but what mattered was that her dad could always cheer her up.
When Willow was sixteen she went to the garage after school as always, but found it locked up. Returning home, she found her father collapsed in the kitchen. He was dead and an autopsy discovered that he had suffered a brain haemorrhage and passed away shortly after Willow had left for school that morning; she had left early too to meet her friends to plan a kayaking trip that weekend. Wracked with guilt and what if’s, Willow soon found herself in social care awaiting a foster family whilst the state tried to track down her mother. Still, Douglas’ death affected her badly and she began to rebel. The first foster family that took her in only had her for a few nights before they realised that Will was sneaking out and drinking with some older kids outside of the town. The second, she continued to run away from, the police tracking her down until she ended up back in the system. No one could find Ingrid, no matter what they tried. When Willow was seventeen and a senior, she stole from a store and got caught, but the judge let her off with community service given her circumstances. Her temper grew to be terrible though and she was lashing out at everyone who criticised or teased her for what she had been through. At first, people were lenient, trying to help her, but Willow didn’t care. One night, a girl saw her and began their usual taunts across the street, but Willow lost control and beat her up pretty bad. She panicked, scared of the black out rage she'd just experienced and what it had done, so she ran. Willow didn't get far before the sheriff's car caught up with her. Given everything, they were trying to be gentle on the young girl. However, charges were pressed and despite her remorse she was deemed a danger and sentenced to six months in a juvenile detention centre.
Six months of hell completely turned the young girl around. Without any family to support her through it, Willow struggled, but it opened her eyes a lot more to what she was turning into and how far it was from the person she wanted to be. The rehabilitation programme in there provided her with ways to replace her anger, come to terms with her father’s death and what had followed it. She made a total turn around and put in the work to make her grades and get back on the straight and narrow after her release.
Staying in state care, Willow finished school and her probation programme in Mojave, doing considerably well considering what people expected from her after everything. She took part in a youth centre group to try and stop kids from doing the same things she did and even convinced the new owner of the garage to let her work with him. Henry Cooper was reluctant but after seeing how skilled she was with a car and what else she could be capable of, he took her on. Her reputation was pulled out of the gutter and after a few months after high school of training with Henry at the garage, Willow decided that she would need a new break, a fresh start and she wanted to do more with her skills. Henry talked her into going to college to look at Automotive Technology, telling her how much she could do with more than just his teachings. She finished the year working with him, but just after she turned nineteen, she received an acceptance letter from NYU, offering her a place on the course.
Over the summer, Willow moved to New York with what little belongings she had. She got a job as a bartender with references from both Henry and her probation officer who was still impressed and proud of how she had totally turned her life around from what it had been. Living alone was boring and cost too much to get a decent place, so Willow applied to live in a house. It turned out to be with three other guys, but that suited the tomboy perfectly once she laid out some ground rules. College started up and Willow loved every second of it, working hard during the weeks and partying just as hard over the weekend with her new housemates. Since then, she’s formed a close bond with the boys she now calls family and has built a new life for herself in the city, putting the tragedy and the bad streak of her past behind her. Keeping up an active lifestyle, working on cars in the spare time she has when she can find the work and anonymously helping a youth hostel and rehabilitation centre. She doesn’t want kids to go through what she went through and this work keeps her balanced. She still has a slight rebellious and troublesome streak, but most of the time it’s pranking people and drunken fun; nothing as bad as it used to be and she has every intention of keeping it that way.
YOUR ALIAS: KIM.
RULE WORDS: kidnappedbykim.
WHERE YOU FOUND US: In the night sky.
SAMPLE:Pssh!
