Post by Stella Killgore on Jun 18, 2014 8:56:14 GMT -8
Name: Estella Killgore
Age: 23 years old
Race: Human
Origin: Dr. Travis Killgore was one of the top physicians in the state and his wife, Dr. Yvette Killgore was a well accomplished surgeon. The two practiced beside one another for many years, building a name for themselves. When Yvette fell pregnant, Travis decided then that the only hope for the child was to get it in their shoes and get it on the ship.
From the minute Estella was born, they poured everything they could into making sure that she had a spot on that ship. Her mother gave large discounts to those in charge of making the choices and her father's connections and large amounts of wealth that he poured on to those in charge, along with the couples' success in the medical field made the choice to choose the only Killgore child as the physician very simple.
Personality: Estella is very quiet, humble, and prefers to be alone. You'll more than likely find her with her nose in a book or staring off into space. She's not hard to get along with because she's extremely passive and never knows when to put her foot down. But when she finds something she likes, or is passionate about, you'll see her gathering all the information she can so she can learn about this new thing and then she'll talk your ear off about it. When you befriend her, you have her loyalty. If you some how manage to make it to the end of her very long patience, just know that she'll go off like a rocket, and you'll probably never hear a kind word from her again. Her high level of intelligence and education can often cause her to come off as a pretentious know it all, but that's far from the case. She lives her life with the "I'll never know it all or enough" mindset, but she'll definitely correct you when you're wrong, which is most of the time. She has a very serious demeanor, and it's hard to make her laugh at a standard joke. She has a dry sense of humor which leans a little bit towards dark, the easiest way to befriend her is to tell her a joke that's warped in the same direction she is.
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Appearance:
Role Play Sample:
Estella, also known as Stella, Killgore had taken some time out of her every busy schedule to sit down and read. Sincerely, that's all I wanted to do with my day was read. Between patience and everything else, I just didn't have time. But now that the work day was done, she sat down in the nearest chair with a very content sigh and pulled a book out of her bag. She had four that she had planned on rereading. Three of them were educational because she felt the need to retouch on some old subjects such as her French and Sign Language. The fourth book was purely for fun. It had been her favorite as a girl, and would probably remain her favorite well into adult hood. In times like these, everyone needed a bit of an escape from reality. Reality was a cold, harsh mistress that made allowances for absolutely no one. But if one managed to escape the cold, hard reality, then that person was doing pretty well. Another soft sigh escaped her lips, followed by a gentle smile as she opened her book and dove into the world that was nothing like her own.
Hours passed, she managed to reach page 257 before she looked up to see that it was well passed the normal time she would be asleep. "That's what I get for not heading home first." She mumbled softly as she got up and put her book back in the bag and headed home. On the walk there, she thought of how unlike this world was from her fantasy novel. It was dark, desolate, and bleak. The natives to the planet were nothing like the ones of the fantasy world. Everything in her book sounded beautiful, brightly colored, and full of wonderful walks of life. She wondered if she would ever see a world like that. Maybe I will, but it's so unbearably beyond my reach right now I might as well not even think about it. She sighed again, escaping into her own little space on this planet, and shook the thoughts of another world. It would only bring her down in the end.
Age: 23 years old
Race: Human
Origin: Dr. Travis Killgore was one of the top physicians in the state and his wife, Dr. Yvette Killgore was a well accomplished surgeon. The two practiced beside one another for many years, building a name for themselves. When Yvette fell pregnant, Travis decided then that the only hope for the child was to get it in their shoes and get it on the ship.
From the minute Estella was born, they poured everything they could into making sure that she had a spot on that ship. Her mother gave large discounts to those in charge of making the choices and her father's connections and large amounts of wealth that he poured on to those in charge, along with the couples' success in the medical field made the choice to choose the only Killgore child as the physician very simple.
Personality: Estella is very quiet, humble, and prefers to be alone. You'll more than likely find her with her nose in a book or staring off into space. She's not hard to get along with because she's extremely passive and never knows when to put her foot down. But when she finds something she likes, or is passionate about, you'll see her gathering all the information she can so she can learn about this new thing and then she'll talk your ear off about it. When you befriend her, you have her loyalty. If you some how manage to make it to the end of her very long patience, just know that she'll go off like a rocket, and you'll probably never hear a kind word from her again. Her high level of intelligence and education can often cause her to come off as a pretentious know it all, but that's far from the case. She lives her life with the "I'll never know it all or enough" mindset, but she'll definitely correct you when you're wrong, which is most of the time. She has a very serious demeanor, and it's hard to make her laugh at a standard joke. She has a dry sense of humor which leans a little bit towards dark, the easiest way to befriend her is to tell her a joke that's warped in the same direction she is.
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Appearance:
Role Play Sample:
Estella, also known as Stella, Killgore had taken some time out of her every busy schedule to sit down and read. Sincerely, that's all I wanted to do with my day was read. Between patience and everything else, I just didn't have time. But now that the work day was done, she sat down in the nearest chair with a very content sigh and pulled a book out of her bag. She had four that she had planned on rereading. Three of them were educational because she felt the need to retouch on some old subjects such as her French and Sign Language. The fourth book was purely for fun. It had been her favorite as a girl, and would probably remain her favorite well into adult hood. In times like these, everyone needed a bit of an escape from reality. Reality was a cold, harsh mistress that made allowances for absolutely no one. But if one managed to escape the cold, hard reality, then that person was doing pretty well. Another soft sigh escaped her lips, followed by a gentle smile as she opened her book and dove into the world that was nothing like her own.
Hours passed, she managed to reach page 257 before she looked up to see that it was well passed the normal time she would be asleep. "That's what I get for not heading home first." She mumbled softly as she got up and put her book back in the bag and headed home. On the walk there, she thought of how unlike this world was from her fantasy novel. It was dark, desolate, and bleak. The natives to the planet were nothing like the ones of the fantasy world. Everything in her book sounded beautiful, brightly colored, and full of wonderful walks of life. She wondered if she would ever see a world like that. Maybe I will, but it's so unbearably beyond my reach right now I might as well not even think about it. She sighed again, escaping into her own little space on this planet, and shook the thoughts of another world. It would only bring her down in the end.
