Post by ROCHELLE SKYULAR on Jul 18, 2012 1:14:49 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 0px 20px 0px; border-radius:20px 0px 20px 0px; padding: 10px; border: #000000 solid 0px; ] stuck in this daydream. [style=font-family: helvetica; font-size: 13px; letter-spacing: 6px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center;]HALEYCAT FULL NAME: rochelle vixen skyular ALIAS: rochelle, elle DATE OF BIRTH: 24.09.1987 AGE: 24 OCCUPATION: bodyguard SEXUALITY: straight PLAY BY: candice swanepoel VISITOR [style=background-color: #CAD1CE; border: 10px solid #CAD1CE; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 10px; color: #7A908E; text-align: center;]personality First off, I don't need anyone's help with anything because i know how to do things on my own--including defending myself. i have been shot at, stabbed, had my ass kicked but i too have done those things back at people. my job is all about protecting and naturally i do have a protective side that shines out both professionally and non-professionally. i care a great deal for my little sister and my close friends, and i usually do develop some kind of feeling for my client as well. i'm a bodyguard. i protect people who cannot or are not willing to fight for their own high profile lives. i've worked with celebrities, i've been a bodyguard to the more younger stars. i don't really get star struck or amazed by the celebrities that i had to protect, it's my job and i am damn good at it. [/style]my hair is always tied back and out of my face so i am able to see everything that is around me. i have to be alert at all times and sometimes i look like i'm on edge or in serious thought but i'm actually just watching out for anything that could be potentially dangerous to my clients. i work twenty-four seven, i don't really have time for fun. i don't usually go to clubs unless my job takes me there, i sleep in my client's house so i am near them just in case anything happens and i always sleep with a gun under my bed. i get night terrors as well and sometimes that prevents me from sleeping most of the time anyway. i have seen things that people wouldn't dream of, i've watched life leave eyes and i have seen the worst human acts committed. the world is a dark place and i am just trying to protect it from those that want to harm it. i wish i could say that i have other parts of my life to comment on but i really don't. i keep things professional in my life and i keep my work and my personal life separate. i don't let the two mix because one is slightly more dangerous than the other. at home, i am normal. yes, i do actually have a house and it's on the beach, it's a small little thing but when i do happen to get a break between my assignments, i do go there from time to time. i have a cat that my housekeeper takes care of named mika. he's black, cute as as can be and so fat but i love him. i do have a caring side, i'm not all work work work...though that's all that my life is comprised off. i don't actually like to go out that much anyway so my job is pretty good in that respect. i have a passion for the martial arts, mixed, regular. i know them all and i work out quite a bit, i do daily jogs really early in the morning and if i can't get outside, i run on a treadmill. i lift weights, i do pushups and curl ups before bed..i am a fit girl and i can kick anyone's ass who dares to cross me. now my fists are a weapon and apparently, so is my mouth, i know when to shut up, i really do but sometimes i just don't. i have fists of fury according to my co-worker cause i have punched him more than once but he says that my mouth is not any dullr. i am someone that stands up for rights and stands up for injustice, i don't like to be made fun of and i do have a spitfire comeback which i blame my mother for. she was always talking back and i guess when i was younger, i just picked up on that. my dad was more passive, he was very calm even in the face of danger and i don't know how he did it sometimes. i want to make them proud, i want them to think about how much i have accomplished and be okay with my job...but they aren't alive to have that sense of anything for me. i don't know if they watch over me but i like to think that my mother whispers words of wisdom in my ear when i need it and my dad cracks a joke or two when i need some humor in my life. but that's probably just wishful thinking and i should move on from it. [style=background-color: #CAD1CE; border: 10px solid #CAD1CE; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 10px; color: #7A908E; text-align: center;]physical description constantly dressed for her job, she wears a black blazer over a white buttoned down blouse, some kind of shoes that have a heel every so often and black pants. her blonde hair is usually tied back and put out of her face so she is able to see the world around her in case something goes wrong. her eyes are an ice blue, constantly narrowed and darting from object to object as she has to keep as alert as possible. her posture is straight, her shoulders are pushed back and she always looks ready for a battle or a battle which could very well happen at any moment. carrying a gun on her is something that no one really knows until it's pulled on them because she has quite the trigger finger though she would not actually pull the trigger on an innocent person. [/style][style=background-color: #CAD1CE; border: 10px solid #CAD1CE; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 10px; color: #7A908E; text-align: center;]history ,i wasn't born as a bodyguard, i never thought this would be my career choice when i was younger. i was the normal little girl. i played with dolls and i did my homework and i hung out with my friends and my family. we lived on a huge estate so i guess i wasn't entirely normal, we had many pets including horses because my mother was just so in love with animals. my father was some business guy, i never actually asked him what he did and i'm still not sure where my family money comes from but i don't touch that money anyway. i have had good moments and bad moments of my childhood. i hadn't broken a bone, i was happy, i had an amazing best friend who lived next door..life was perfect. naturally, things like that had to come to an end and they did in a blaze. my parents and my best friends parents were going out to a gala of some kind and they didn't let roxy and i go. rochelle and roxy, a good duo if you ask me. but they were all dressed up, dancing around the foyer, smiling at one another and i remember sitting on the steps of the foyer that led up to the second floor and thinking of how beautiful they were. my parents were amazing people and well..anyway, they kissed me goodbye and left with roxy's parents. i ran out the door and stood on the porch to watch their car just about to leave the gates and suddenly, it went up in flames. my eyes were wide and my heart was racing and i just took off toward the car. got a burn on my palm from trying to touch the car. i remember screaming for them and crying. i was only twelve at at the time. the housekeepers held me back and told me not to touch and then i blacked out... [/style]woke up to black too. it seemed that i came out of shock on the day of their funeral. roxy was still in shock, she had no idea what was happening and neither did i. oh yea, this wasn't here at all. like it wasn't in the united states, this was across the pond in germany. i don't have a german accent but i can speak the language. anyway, yes, so we went to the funeral, buried our parents side by side because they were the best of friends and they roxy and i departed from one another. she was going to england to live with her aunt and i was going to the states to live with mine. we gave each other necklaces to remember each other by and i still wear mine to this day. mine is a pearl with a diamond on top and i never take it off. hers is an emerald with a pearl and i hope that she still has it..we talk from time to time but not as much anymore. we're both bodyguards, a career that we picked when we were 15. after i moved to the states, i feel into a funk. i was 12, i was scared, it was a whole new country and even though i spoke english fluently, i was still scared of what the students would think of me. in order to keep me active, my aunt put me in two classes---ballet and karate. and let me say that some of those ballet moves have come in handy in combat. i become so interested in the karate though that i kept working at it and eventually, about at the age of 20, i got my blackbelt but i had been doing other forms of training. i had been doing mixed martial arts, i had done self-defense classes, and i was good at it. i was put into competitions where sure, i was laughed at cause i was a girl who could kick ass but those boys shut up as soon as their asses were on the ground. from there, i just kind of went through life with both school and karate on the mind. i graduated from the high school in conneticut and my aunt was proud of me for everything that i had accomplished. she told me that my parents would be too. i like to think that's true, i can't thank my aunt enough for bringing me into her home and since she helped to raise me, i guess i would like to think that my cousin is like my little sister. i was teaching her karate and everything that i knew cause i want her to be able to defend herself well when i wasn't around. i didn't go to college, i actually got recruited pretty quickly out of high school into an academy where we were trained how to be the perfect bodyguard. and i worked hard at it, even though it was not a career choice that i had in mind but i fell in love with it. now i am in myrtle beach because after four different people, i got reassigned. we sometimes rotate just so the job doesn't get boring or if someone wants to relocate and stuff like that. i have been assigned to guard tyson tybalt grey iii. that's a mouthful. well, i'm told he is an heir and i was hired by his father, so i have a feeling that he doesn't know about my existence. awesome. that's sarcasm by the way. yea, this is going to be just ....fun. |
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