Post by Deleted on Apr 4, 2013 10:34:29 GMT -6
Character Name: Natalia Starr
Nickname: Nat, Nattie, Talia
Age: 16 1/2 (3300)
Gender: Female
Grade: Sophomore
Subject: n/a/student
Race: Water Dragon
Play-by: Victoria Justice
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Your Age: 19
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Nickname: Nat, Nattie, Talia
Age: 16 1/2 (3300)
Gender: Female
Grade: Sophomore
Subject: n/a/student
Race: Water Dragon
Play-by: Victoria Justice
Appearance:
Personality:Natalia is a very beautiful girl who's beauty is softened greatly by her gentle expressions and shy demeanor. She has a definite softness about her that makes her appear not just a sweet and shy individual, but a troubled one. Her eyes are often described to be haunted, with a deep settled sadness and inner pain that has left more than one soul wishing to soothe her troubles. The very aura around her is one of a young child who has seen much hardship and has given up being rescued from such a trouble life. But once you look past the sadness and troubled expression of this beautiful child, you see the femininity and the softness of the woman beneath.
It is true that Natalia is very, very feminine in appearance. In fact, she could even be described as delicate because of it. She's very tiny. standing only five foot two inches, and she weighs roughly seventy two pounds, not quite underweight to the point she's skin and bones, but under weight enough for one to want to sit her down and feed her. She's very slim and willowy in build, with a delicate bone structure. She's got a very shapely figure, all things aside, however.She's got a very angelic, almost porcelian doll like face with large eyes, soft cheekbones, and full lips. In fact, a lot of her is soft curves, her build having no rough, or harsh angles. Her neck slopes delicately into fragile collar bones and her shoulders are narrow. Her arms are think, and her wrists dainty. Her chest averages in between a b and a c cup, and her waist is tiny enough that a man with large hands can wrap his hands around her waist and his thumbs and fingers touch. Her hips flare out to form a beautiful hourglass shape, and her legs are lean and delicate, with tiny ankles, and just as tiny feet.
Nat has dark brown hair that changes hues slightly depending on how often she's out in sunlight, though it's not very often for her to be seen in said sunlight. So usually, her hair appears a very dark brown, almost black, but while in the sun, or after spending hours in the sun, her hair can take on an almost auburn like look. Her hair is long, able to be pulled over her shoulder and still fall to her waist. Her large eyes are a startling deep brown that look like coffee, or chocolate, rather than dirt. Her skin tends to be more on the pale side, with just enough tan to keep her from looking sickly with her dark eyes and hair.
She has no piercings or tattoos, however she does have many scars on her body, though they're more common on her dragon form. But as a human, her most distinguished one criss crosses across the top of her back from where she'd been whipped to be trained to cry at the feel of pain, and to scream when she was told to. The next most obvious scar is on the inside of her left arm, where a knife had been gouged in, carving the letters 'property of alex camarra'. The one time she'd tried to hide the scar with make up (when she was older and was preparing to run away) she'd been beaten and locked in a room with out food or water for three days, and she soon learned that she wouldn't be able to hide from any of the scars. She also has a few scars down her belly, and across her chest from where a knife had been used to slice away her clothing, and had knicked her skin, or where slices had been cut into her for punishment. Her legs are mostly void of scars as well as her arms except for tiny ones here and there. She does have an almost invisible scar on the right side of her face, starting past her hair line, down her face, through her eyebrow, and over her eye, before forking off for a bit beneath her eye.
As a dragon this dragon is absolutely stunning. She's got bright purple eyes that look deep and emotional even when she's try hard to hide the emotion. Her base color of her scales is a soft gray, and an exotic array of light blue, dark blue, pale blue, and purple colors create an abstract pattern of color over her back and sides, and part way down her tail. She has fins on her back, and behind her front elbows, with pieces of the fin torn or removed. The scar over her eye is present in her dragon form, as well as some scars on her shoulder, hip, the inside of her thigh, the lower part of her hand, her neck, and her tail, all long healed and almost pale, pale gray against the blues of her coloring. She's just as tiny in her dragon form as she is in her human form. Her body is very lithe and made for moving through water, thus she's rather tiny, about 7 feet from tip of her nose, another foot and a half of tail. And she stands about 6 feet tall from the floor to her shoulders, an extra foot and a half of her neck and top of her head. She wears two bangles on her right front leg, and two on her left hind leg, as well as a necklace around her neck, all purple.
History:Right off the bat there are a few words one would use to describe this girl. Submissive. Tortured Soul. Abused. Shy. Quiet. Fearful. Respectful. Soft Spoken. Sweet. Gentle. Kind. Alienated. So many different ways, so let's start one trait at a time and work our way around, yes?
The most noticeable thing about this girl is how shy and troubled she is. She's rarely seen with out her head down, her eyes averted, and her tiny stature slumped to make her even tinier. Raised since a hatchling to be the prey to men, she's learned to . . . . to act like prey. But more like the prey that knows the big bad monster is out there, and knows that the monster will take it's time to get there and has relinquished herself to that fact. To say the least, she's extremely submissive in her behavior. SHe tends to not fight for herself, instead allowing the punches to fly and to be knocked to the ground time and time again, because it's all she knows, and she's learned that to just give them what they want mans she is never hurt quite as bad as if she fought.
Despite all this tragedy, however, she is a very sweet tempered and quiet girl She rarely speaks to others, preferring to keep to herself, because she was taught that approaching and talking to others only made the punishments worse. So she often tries to be by herself, or where Alex tells her to stay. When she does get surrounded by others she's extremely well mannered, using yes sir, and no ma'am, her eyes down casted out of respect (as much as fear), and a natural gentleness about her that seems fitting for both a feminine dragon, and a water dragon.
There's not a bad bone in the body of this sweet young woman, her words always soft spoken, and kind. But then again, she terrified of the punishment should she ever say much of anything at all - so her kind words are often few and far between. For the most part, this shy child is overtaken by a world of fear that leaves her hesitant to face anyone. Because of the odd circumstances of her childhood (or rather imprisonment and servitude) she's very much a child that lets her fear control her. And if one absorbs her they can easily see how deep rooted her fear is.
She's absolutely terrified of men, and dragons, as well as demons. She has rarely seen females, and rarely sees the light of day, but she's absolute terrified of the dark. The sound of a whip, or of chains sends her in to a panic attack, the same with a knife pointed in her direction. She's absolute terrified of dragons in dragon form as well, or if she sees dragon eyes on a human body.
Despite being terrified of such things, the moment she sees a whip in front of here, or feels the chains chain her down, she's completely submissive, her head bowed and years of training commanding her to take every beating, ever attack, every destruction of her psyche with out complain.
Despite this, the child does have a few desires, secret wishes. She has grown up with out a name, and she prays some day, somewhere, her family will some how show up and spring her away from this place. That she'd find a home again. Ultimately, her greatest desire is just to be rescued, to never have to face these horrors again. Period.
Name: DyzzieNatalia was just a few months old when she was kidnapped by Alex's father to be used in the training of Alex's . . . darkness. She was raised for a few years by Alex and Carly's mother, until she was old enough to walk, and understand she didn't deserve the pain and attacks she'd be given. But, that's a little later. It was a dark and stormy night that the demon snuck into the home of a water dragon family -- one that shall be unnamed. She was swept right from her bed - having decided the child came from a good breed, and a good line. She'd make the perfect training aid in the demon's mind.
Natalia was introduced to the family with the name Natalia -- though no one, except the demon father knows if this was truly her original name or not. She fit right in, immediately, the young hatchling being forced to be cared by by the women, raising her up until the day she turned three, at which time she went from being the cute, adorable little hatchling, to the new training method for Alex.
The first day of training on Natalia was a stressful one. She'd just turned three and she'd been ripped from the woman's arms ( a woman she never saw again), and put in a dark room, and chained to the floor. It was then that she learned just what she was meant to be used for as she was beaten, punched, kicked and hurt. As a young child, a little more than four years younger then Alex, she didn't know then what to expect from these daily beatings, all she knew was she was chained to the floor by one leg, fed soup and bread once a day, and kept in a dark room where pain could come from any direction.
As she grew, the beatings got worse, new items thrown in, like whips, and knives, until one day the boy's father decided on teaching him how to humiliate. And so they'd tied her down, the inside of one forearm facing up before taking a knife, and the father showed his now twelve year old soon carved into the eight year old's skin 'property of alex camarra' so no one would ever try to take her - or at least that was the intention. Tears in her eyes, she was unable to pull her arm away as they went over the words again, and again, and again until they'd be deep enough to leave a scar.
It was later that same year that the eight year old attempted to flee for the first time. They'd left her shackle loser then normal and she'd managed to slip out of it, and as quietly as she could, she'd run barefoot through the snow and the cold, hoping they wouldn't notice her gone. Unfortunately, it was noticed quickly, and before she'd even gotten three miles away, Alex had swooped down and picked her up, flying her back to the house. It was the first time she'd ever been in the air, and the first time she realized she'd be so much better at escaping if she had wings to fly away with.
She was ten, alex fourteen; the first time he came to her and sexually assaulted her, the father calling it her 'Becoming A Woman' ceremony. She was chained up, confused and terrified as her clothes were ripped from her body, a tiny girl still, just beginning to develop, and alex, already a young man, happily took it upon himself to rid her of any innocence before she could understand what it meant to be with out it. That first time, and many of the times after tended to be longer, as Alex learned the ways to do it right, not just to cause pain, but ultimately to humiliate. And as she grew older, developing more, extra lessons were thrown in for other ways for Alex to defile her body, and truly claim her as his property, an item that belonged to him, rather then a woman, a person.
It was around the time that Nat was fifteen that she began to try and hide the scar on her arm, trying only once to hide it with mud and make up, do to the fact she was planning to make another escape soon. She, however, was caught trying to hide it, and as punishment, she'd be attacked by Alex in dragon from. She'd transformed between slashes, thus ending up with the scar over her eye being pale and light in both of her forms, rather then blinding her and being very obvious in jut one form.
It didn't stop her from trying to escape however. And two months later, when alex and the father went away on a two day trip, she took her chance and she ran. She was suppose to be punished, with out food or water for the time they were away, so no one should notice she was gone. Unfortunately, she wasn't counting on them forgetting something and returning home. Going to where she was kept for one last rump before they went on the room, Alex found her room empty, and thus the search began. She had about a five hour head start, and because of that was able to hide from them for the day. Unfortunately, she was found curled up as a dragon, that night. The fight was blood but quick, alex doing all the slashing while she stood and took it, feeling fins rip, and scales fall to the ground, blood licking at her hide. He then carried her in his claws, her dragon body hanging limply, back to the house, and for the next two days was given no food and water while alex and the father took turns beating, raping, and attacking her until she decided to never try and escape again, finally surrendering to her fate.
Now Alex has followed his sister to New Orleans, and she's been forced to come with. Enrolling her in the school, Nat feels like she's being used as bait to bring Carly out of the wood work, even though she's not allowed to talk to anyone in the school, and as soon as classes are over, she's expected to return to alex immediately and let him do what he sees fit to do to her, and to follow his every command, truly the obedient servant now that she's come to terms that she's not meant to ever escape.
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