Title: CHARKOVA, lilya
Lilya Charkova - August 8, 2007 06:30 PM (GMT)
__++hello. my name is…
name/nickname:: Elly. Elisabeth, but... yeah, Elly.
age:: fourteen.
experience::hmmm... how long have I been doing this business? I don't know, but serious RPing for almost a year. *sniffs* Oh, memories.
other characters here:: give me chance, women! xP
__++you can call me…
&&__basic information
full name:: Lilya Nikita Charkova
nickname(s):: Just Lilya, or Lil' for short. Her friends used to call her Lily. She goes by Niki when hunting the vampires.
birthdate:: 10th November, 1992
age:: twenty-three
ethnicity:: Russian
orientation:: Heterosexual
species:: Human
belongs to:: N/A
title:: Human Vampire Slayer
&&__physical description
height:: five foot and seven inches
weight:: 116 lbs
eye color:: Lilya's eyes are bright blue with specks of green and grey here and there.
hair color:: dark brown, but black in some lights.
body type:: honestly? She's stick thin, sometimes painfully so. She goes out only slightly at the hips, but still manages to have a substantial chest, especially for her size. Lilya has gone through life being exceedingly thin, yet quite tall with long legs. She only developed her slight, very slight, curves, when she hit the age of sixteen. Since she's made it her mission to find and kill as many vampires as possible, her body has become even more toned than it already was from dancing and cheerleading in school. Her stomach, after a particularly hard day of searching and fighting vampires or training to search and fight them, Lilya's stomach tends to seem quite muscular, which looks rather out of place. However, Lilya has learnt how to work the body she was given and manages to wear the 'slightly muscular yet still very thin' look well.
distinguishing marks:: [x] When she was seventeen, Lilya went out and got a ring of flowers tattooed around her ankle without her parents' permission. Oops.
[x] The flecks in her eyes make them individual and distinguishable. Fortunately for her, how obvious these flecks are vary from day to day, meaning she's not always recognised. Always good in her 'business'.
[x] Not really a huge thing, but her left eyelid is slightly heavier than the right. Again, how obvious this is varies from day to day, and also depends on what make-up she chooses to wear.
dress style:: Lilya does like her fashion; as I will mention, clothes and make-up; general fashion; are some of the young lady's favourite things. If she's going to kill the stupid biting creatures, she's going to do it while at least looking semi-good. Most of the time, though, to be fair to the young lady, she does look good. Now, she's not the type to dress up to go and fight, she's not stupid, but she does like to look okay. When she's not training or running around after people, she does tend to look fashionable... When fighting, she usually wears leather... cliché, yes, but true. This can be rather problem when carrying weapons around... she finds places for them, though. Somehow.
portrayal:: Isabeli Fontana (no, she's not blonde... haha. Sorry.)
picture::
&&__personality test
likes::
general description:: Ah, Lilya... which one would you like to get to know? Pre or Post macabre murder of her family Lilya? Since then, Lilya Charkova has never been the same. Understandable, really, going home to find your family slaughtered by something which couldn't have been human is bound to leave a mark on a young person...
Before their deaths, Lilya was very happy; a bubbly, fun, popular cheerleader. Now, don't get me wrong, she was never this stereotypical shallow, giggly-to-her-friends and bitchy-to-everyone-else cheerleader who wouldn't give anyone a chance, but she's always been quite fond of trying to look good, having a laugh, and rather quick to judge. However, the latter of these traits intensified after the deaths, making her colder, more cruel and ruthless, and, of course, determined. Once Miss Charkova's mind is set, it tends to get very difficult to change it. She's a rather stubborn young lady, really, and, naturally, loves to get her own way. She was never a spoilt child, but never went without, either. However, she now has to fend for herself, and she trusts no-one. She used to be quite trusting, but now she's very wary, perhaps too wary... There again, perhaps not... you never know who might want to harm you, right?
Her traits compassion and care for others have taken a backseat since she took up her mission, and her transformation has been rather shocking. She doubts most of her friends would recognise her now if they were to come into contact. Not that they do; she doesn't want to risk putting them in danger. Besides, she has no time for friends, which kind of sucks, since she loves people. Humans. Nothing else. And, indeed, she used to be a team player; now she's an lone-ranger; whether this is by choice or not is for you to decide. But it would be fair to say that she was certainly rushed into maturity, forced to grow up and take the responsibility she'd never really known before, meaning she's quite old for her age now. Still, this young lady loves to have a good time, when and where she can, but she's always alert, just in case.
Lilya is also a very intelligent young lady, always has been, but has always been afraid to flaunt it, really use it, for fear of losing her reputation. Back then, reputation was everything to her. It still is, to some extent... She likes word to get around that she's good at what she does, hoping to scare them at least a little bit. She's quick to pick things up if they have been taught to her properly, but once she's learnt to do something, it's very unlikely she'll flaunt it in other people's faces, even now. She likes to get what she wants, and sometimes, she does, but at the expensive of others, and she really does not mean to hurt anyone, especially not deliberately. The bitchy cheerleader reputation was something she was desperate not to get after she made the squad, and this determination heightened when she was promoted to Captain. She didn't want people to feel intimidated, although she did like them to know she was in charge. Now, however, she loves it when people are intimidated by her.
The young lady is also terribly sarcastic, but only when she feels it necessary... That doesn't mean she doesn't tend to be this way without realising, though... She's a bright and bubbly personality, and has a very bright laugh, too. However, it is rare, nowadays, that this laugh is heard. Like we've said, she doesn't have much time for laughter. She's very witty when she wants to be, although it's almost always a sarcastic sort of wit. She's very quick, both mentally and physically... whether it's to come up with a good reply, or to draw her knife, Lilya is exceptionally quick. Perhaps it's her early years of karate training, or her lifelong years of dance and gymnastics training, which allows this sort of efficient agility; who knows? But she is, which is something very necessary to be a vampire slayer, considering their own quick ways. Naturally, she fastness is nothing on theirs, but at least she is able to hold her own, even if only for a little while.
She's become a lot less easy to frighten, now. In fact, it's rather difficult to do. It used to be that she was a very jumpy person who found it difficult to relax when alone, and when she was scared, you could always see it. Now, however, it takes a lot to scare her, and even more to make her show this fear. This apparent fearlessness, however, leads others to think she thinks she invincible and unbreakable, and some seem to make it their personal mission to get a reaction from her... which is very irksome, to say the very least.</span>
&&__battle royale
artillary:: This young lady had never even seen a gun in person before her family were killed, before she moved to France, but it seemed that her determination to get revenge allowed her to become familiar with them rather quickly. Lilya keeps hold of most guns she can, but it's rare she carries the bigger ones around. One, that would be too obvious, and two, she actually can't withstand their combined weight... However, she doesn't leave without a revolver and a shotgun... You never know who you're going to meet. That was another of her mottos, as you may have guessed... perhaps she'll have that tattooed somewhere, too.
swordsmanship:: Now, knives are what Lilya is best at, and what will help her against the vampires. She owns plenty of knives... come to think of it, if her home was ever to be raided, she'd have a lot of explaining to do... However, she always carries several knives around with her, mostly combat knives, along with a lajinaa, which she usually keeps in her boot (if she's wearing them) or in her belt. She's more likely to be carrying all of these things if she's actually set out to kill; if she's just out and about, she'll only carry one or two knives and her guns.
martial arts:: She took karate classes from the age of four till eleven, and she can still remember some of that. Mostly, though, she's taught herself and learned from others, as well as experience.
combat:: Lilya can do it, of course, she has to, but she's much better with weapons. She possesses such a tiny frame that it's hard for her to fend off people (or otherwise) using simply her bodily strength, although sometimes she has to. But still, she's more comfortable with weapons, especially if fighting someone physically bigger than her... what?! It's intimidating, alright?!
&&__family history
father’s name:: Aleksandr Charkov (deceased)
mother’s name:: Nakita (Danilova) Charkova (deceased)
sibling’s name:: Talya (would be fourteen), Aleksei (would be eleven). (deceased)
general history::
[SIZE=1]&&__proving your worth
role-playing sample:: Hmmkay, it's not my longest, but I thought it might be nice to use someone else other than Bellatrix for an RP sample for a change... Granted, it is her daughter, but psssh.
<span style='font-size:7pt;line-height:100%'>Now, Electra was not the type of young woman who would surrender to a man, whether he was the son of the infamous Lord Voldemort or not, just like that. They had to prove themselves to her first; prove that they were worth her time and efforts. No, she was no cheap whore who was on her back the moment she received the blindest bit of attention, and anyone who presumed she was didn't usually leave her company with their minds intact. Mind you, it was rare, very rare, someone said such a thing about Miss Lestrange in front of Miss Lestrange. She was dangerous enough at the best of times, but now the country was under the rule of The Dark Lord, she could do virtually everything she wanted to with them and nobody would bat an eyelid, except for those of the side of the person who would become the victim... and even they wouldn't show until she was long gone, by which time the victim would already be half dead if Electra had been in a particularly good mood. Bad mood and they would be one hundred percent dead.
The young lady thought that her companion, Sebastian Riddle, was aware that she was not that type of woman. She was not cheap, and she was definitely not easy, not even for Sebastian here. Yes, she liked him, but she also liked to keep him on his toes, to play this game they did so well with him... If they just got together and had sex without anything before or after then that would be ridiculously boring, not to mention unclassy. The raven-haired young witch did like to think she had some class, thank you very much. What did it matter if she killed for fun, if she sometimes did it against alleyway walls? Wasn't that what everyone was doing nowadays? She wanted to frown to herself at the thought, but refrained. Yes, things which Electra had thought about, desired to do, since childhood were now common tasks for most people. Where the individuality? And she did like to be individual, did Miss Lestrange. The problem was, it was becoming harder and harder to be, due to the fact that everyone was now jumping on this 'dark and dangerous' bandwagon.
So how did Electra solve her little problem? Well, she became darker and more dangerous than before, naturally. No, she refused to change her ways, to become a lover of the ligh who preferred to stay in while everyone else did the torturing; while everyone else had the fun. Why should she? Her aim had become to take her own darkness to a new level, higher than the level of most others; more so with the females than the males, but she believed she even overtook some of the men. Her companion, she believed, was one of the few people who recognised the darkness in the young Death Eater, and who appreciated it. Naturally, she appreciated his own murkiness, and recognised that he'd always been that way, even before it became stylish to be dusky, eerie and sinful. It was only plausible for the Dark Lord's son to be that way, of course. If he'd grown to become a being of peace and light then you knew something was dreadfully, dreadfully wrong. Electra smirked to herself at the very thought of Sebastian in a white robe, praying to God above and preaching to the world about all that was good and holy. She could think of nothing more out of character for the man who now stood before her. "Well, I suppose that a gentleman like myself would naturally find that girl such as yourself would like a partner as accommodation." He spoke, and her other eyebrow raised to join the first as she blinked back at him.
"Girl, Mister Riddle?" She questioned, glancing down at herself, smoothing out her clingy red dress and dark cloak with her hands as she did so. "Girls don't have partners," She replied with a smirk, finally lowering her eyebrows as she pushed her dark hair over her shoulders, determined to keep eye contact. "Young ladies, however, do." She then added, inclining her head towards him slightly. Oh yes, she knew what he was suggesting, though she could credit him with the subtlety of it. Still, she knew what he was almost asking because she knew him, whether he liked it or not. He knew her, too, so she didn't suppose it mattered... much. There were worse people to know and to be known by, she considered.
Electra rolled her eyes as Sebastian called her beautiful, thinking his attempt at flattery to be rather amusing... Of course, it was a good attempt, but this young lady was hardly the type to swoon and crumble when a man called her beautiful. She knew she was beautiful, and also that she was rather arrogant and vain... Not to the extent of some, because she wasn't as shallow as some, but vanity wasn't all bad now, was it? She'd decided that it wasn't a while ago. Nor was being aware of yourself... Oh, and she was aware of herself, most definitely, which, indeed, drove her arrogance to a certain extent. She smirked when he said that he'd be honoured to be her 'partner to pass the time' with, and, once again, she refrained from moving, from backing away from him, when he stepped closer, then closer again, so only a few inches of air separated the pair. "I have no doubt that a gentleman as handsome as yourself would be honoured to accompany me," She replied, quite enjoying their little game, to be quite honest. She always did.
"I have plenty of things in mind, more specifically is to, not to be blunt, but give you the night of your life." He then informed her, and her eyes lingered on his lips for a moment (deliberate action on her part, of course, to make him think that she was getting impatient. Was she? Oh, of course not! She could last longer than that!), before she lifted her chin slightly to look back up at him, eyes continuing to twinkle somewhat suggestively. "Indeed?" She questioned, smiling slightly, "Another night of my life? I cannot help but wonder what you could possibly present me with to compete with the last night of my life you gave me." She pretended to muse this for a few moments, before pushing out her bottom lip, flicking her tongue across it, then taking a step backwards and drawing her wand. "Am I to presume there'll be victims?" She asked, trying not to grin now. Of course she knew this was not Sebastian had in mind when he'd offered her the night of her life, but that didn't mean she couldn't play dumb if she so wished to. And she did wish to; she wanted to see if she could get him to play this little chasing game of cat and mouse, see if she could frustrate (and arouse) him with her feigned unawareness of what he was suggesting. She'd deliberately let him stand very close to her, making sure he felt her cool breath on his face as she spoke to him, then, more deliberately still, stepped away just before anything happened. That was just the game they played.
member title:: .:__only.[VENGEANCE]:.
Gah. I'm really sorry about this one. I'll come back and edit it when Harmony, my muse, gets back from the Bahamas.
name/nickname:: Elly. Elisabeth, but... yeah, Elly.
age:: fourteen.
experience::hmmm... how long have I been doing this business? I don't know, but serious RPing for almost a year. *sniffs* Oh, memories.
other characters here:: give me chance, women! xP
__++you can call me…
&&__basic information
full name:: Lilya Nikita Charkova
nickname(s):: Just Lilya, or Lil' for short. Her friends used to call her Lily. She goes by Niki when hunting the vampires.
birthdate:: 10th November, 1992
age:: twenty-three
ethnicity:: Russian
orientation:: Heterosexual
species:: Human
belongs to:: N/A
title:: Human Vampire Slayer
&&__physical description
height:: five foot and seven inches
weight:: 116 lbs
eye color:: Lilya's eyes are bright blue with specks of green and grey here and there.
hair color:: dark brown, but black in some lights.
body type:: honestly? She's stick thin, sometimes painfully so. She goes out only slightly at the hips, but still manages to have a substantial chest, especially for her size. Lilya has gone through life being exceedingly thin, yet quite tall with long legs. She only developed her slight, very slight, curves, when she hit the age of sixteen. Since she's made it her mission to find and kill as many vampires as possible, her body has become even more toned than it already was from dancing and cheerleading in school. Her stomach, after a particularly hard day of searching and fighting vampires or training to search and fight them, Lilya's stomach tends to seem quite muscular, which looks rather out of place. However, Lilya has learnt how to work the body she was given and manages to wear the 'slightly muscular yet still very thin' look well.
distinguishing marks:: [x] When she was seventeen, Lilya went out and got a ring of flowers tattooed around her ankle without her parents' permission. Oops.
[x] The flecks in her eyes make them individual and distinguishable. Fortunately for her, how obvious these flecks are vary from day to day, meaning she's not always recognised. Always good in her 'business'.
[x] Not really a huge thing, but her left eyelid is slightly heavier than the right. Again, how obvious this is varies from day to day, and also depends on what make-up she chooses to wear.
dress style:: Lilya does like her fashion; as I will mention, clothes and make-up; general fashion; are some of the young lady's favourite things. If she's going to kill the stupid biting creatures, she's going to do it while at least looking semi-good. Most of the time, though, to be fair to the young lady, she does look good. Now, she's not the type to dress up to go and fight, she's not stupid, but she does like to look okay. When she's not training or running around after people, she does tend to look fashionable... When fighting, she usually wears leather... cliché, yes, but true. This can be rather problem when carrying weapons around... she finds places for them, though. Somehow.
portrayal:: Isabeli Fontana (no, she's not blonde... haha. Sorry.)
picture::
&&__personality test
likes::
- [+] Dancing and gymnastics. Next to her family and friends, this is what Lilya misses most since becoming this scary vampire slayer who is hell-bent on revenge.
[+] Make-up and clothes. Again, reminders of her 'past life', if you will. Not that she still doesn't do her make-up nicely and wear nice clothes, of course.
[+] Keeping fit. It's something of an obsession, you could say. She won't reach her goal if she doesn't keep herself fit.
[+] Running and general exercise, particularly kick-boxing.
[+] Chocolate... Oh, give the girl a break! She always works it off afterwards, be it immediately or the next day. The young lady never puts on weight.
[+] Music; nothing better to dance to, right? Besides, she finds some relaxing, and some to be a great stimulant.
[+] Her friends. Or, at least, the people who used to be her friends before she was forced to leave them behind.
[+] Warm and sunny days. Of course, this mean she's less likely to find a vampire, but she does like the sun and the heat.
[+] Russia; despite the cold, which she's not very fond of, it's her home.
[+]
[+] Parties. She's a typical girl, and loves to dance and generally piss about at parties with her friends. Besides, she loves an excuse to get dressed up. Another girly quality of hers.
[+] Money. She likes to spend and to shop... when she can.
[+] Fighting. Before her family were murderer, Lilya never had any desire to fight, or to bicker and argue, but now, she marvels in her fights, be it with the vampires or the people who try to get in her way to stop her getting to them.
[+] Thunder, lightning, and rain... She finds them to be rather exciting; dangerous and unpredictable; fun.
[+] Extreme weather in general. As long as she can work with it, rather than against it, of course.
[+] Alcohol, in moderation. This would be her party girl side coming out, once more.
[+] Technology; even if she's quite cut off from it now, she rather likes, and misses, it.
[+] Being outdoors; this is, once more, an activity which has grown on the young lady since the vampires murderer her family.
[+] Well-designed tattoos in effective locations on the body. She thinks they can look incredibly cute, sexy, pretty, etc, if worn correctly.
[+] History. At school, she secretly enjoyed it, but never told anyone for fear of losing her reputation. She was a popular cheerleader, not a 'book geek', as she had no doubt people would think she was if she told them of her love of History.
[+] Languages and accents; they fascinate her. Lilya's first language is actually Russian, and enjoyed learning English (which she now uses most often due to the fact that she's only learning French), and is enjoying teaching herself French. Sometimes, she recounts what she's heard people saying in the language while 'training'.
- [-] Vampires. Any vampires; she doesn't care what coven they're from, the terms under which they were turned, how many people they have bitten, or whether they want to be a vampire or not, Lilya still hates them. As far as she's concerned, they are all the same kind, and it's her personal mission to find and destroy as many as 'their kind' as she can, and she'd do it without second thought... exactly like they killed her family. No remorse; only vengeance... she's planning on getting that motto tattooed between her shoulder-blades.
[-] Having nothing to do/being bored. It's generally something most people dislike, but Lilya hates it with a passion. Having nothing to do rarely last long, as she always finds herself something, but that doesn't always solve her boredom.
[-] Being out of breath. It makes her wonder whether she's unfit or not, and then her obsessive state takes over and she overworks herself.
[-] Vampires... did she mention that?
[-] The 'other slayer'. ((I don't know why... is there any particular reason?))
[-] Being caused pain. She's nothing of a masochist, and the idea of being in pain is not appealing to her at all, so she avoids it at all costs.
[-] Seeing people cry. She's a sucker for it.
[-] Animals scare her; she doesn't like wild, untameable things, and she sees animals as just that.
[-] Being scared, but it does seem like a daily thing now. Yes, she likes mystery, but she doesn't like being completely unaware of what's going to happen to her, and it's a scary business, a scary mission she's made for herself.
[-] Extremely ugly people are a damn sight more intimidating than pretty or good looking people, therefore, she feels uncomfortable around them, she doesn't like feeling uncomfortable, so she doesn't like them. She can't help it, and wishes she didn't feel this way, but that's just the way she is.
[-] The idea of death. Who likes the idea of death? No-one human, anyway...
[-] Non-humans. She doesn't trust any of them, not since the vampires.... it's very likely to be a fear/intimidation thing. She definitely fears the unknown.
[-] Being alone, which tends to happen more often than not now she has no family and is living in a foreign country. Its scary.
[-] Vampires... has that been mentioned at all? xD
- [x] Lilya tends to flick her hair. It's something she's done since childhood, and something she finds difficult to stop doing.
[x] Her temper is quite short, but only when it comes to the vampires. She has no patience for them, no time to listen to reason about them. She hates them with a passion, and that's that.
[x] She can get quite obsessive and unreasonable; again, this is something which has recently worsened.
[x] Examining her nails as if they're the most interesting thing ever when people are trying to talk to her. Not something she does often, but she does do it.
[x] She likes to make lists in her head, which sometimes leads to her zoning out.
[x] Licking her lips and making people think she's being suggestive when she's really not.
general description:: Ah, Lilya... which one would you like to get to know? Pre or Post macabre murder of her family Lilya? Since then, Lilya Charkova has never been the same. Understandable, really, going home to find your family slaughtered by something which couldn't have been human is bound to leave a mark on a young person...
Before their deaths, Lilya was very happy; a bubbly, fun, popular cheerleader. Now, don't get me wrong, she was never this stereotypical shallow, giggly-to-her-friends and bitchy-to-everyone-else cheerleader who wouldn't give anyone a chance, but she's always been quite fond of trying to look good, having a laugh, and rather quick to judge. However, the latter of these traits intensified after the deaths, making her colder, more cruel and ruthless, and, of course, determined. Once Miss Charkova's mind is set, it tends to get very difficult to change it. She's a rather stubborn young lady, really, and, naturally, loves to get her own way. She was never a spoilt child, but never went without, either. However, she now has to fend for herself, and she trusts no-one. She used to be quite trusting, but now she's very wary, perhaps too wary... There again, perhaps not... you never know who might want to harm you, right?
Her traits compassion and care for others have taken a backseat since she took up her mission, and her transformation has been rather shocking. She doubts most of her friends would recognise her now if they were to come into contact. Not that they do; she doesn't want to risk putting them in danger. Besides, she has no time for friends, which kind of sucks, since she loves people. Humans. Nothing else. And, indeed, she used to be a team player; now she's an lone-ranger; whether this is by choice or not is for you to decide. But it would be fair to say that she was certainly rushed into maturity, forced to grow up and take the responsibility she'd never really known before, meaning she's quite old for her age now. Still, this young lady loves to have a good time, when and where she can, but she's always alert, just in case.
Lilya is also a very intelligent young lady, always has been, but has always been afraid to flaunt it, really use it, for fear of losing her reputation. Back then, reputation was everything to her. It still is, to some extent... She likes word to get around that she's good at what she does, hoping to scare them at least a little bit. She's quick to pick things up if they have been taught to her properly, but once she's learnt to do something, it's very unlikely she'll flaunt it in other people's faces, even now. She likes to get what she wants, and sometimes, she does, but at the expensive of others, and she really does not mean to hurt anyone, especially not deliberately. The bitchy cheerleader reputation was something she was desperate not to get after she made the squad, and this determination heightened when she was promoted to Captain. She didn't want people to feel intimidated, although she did like them to know she was in charge. Now, however, she loves it when people are intimidated by her.
The young lady is also terribly sarcastic, but only when she feels it necessary... That doesn't mean she doesn't tend to be this way without realising, though... She's a bright and bubbly personality, and has a very bright laugh, too. However, it is rare, nowadays, that this laugh is heard. Like we've said, she doesn't have much time for laughter. She's very witty when she wants to be, although it's almost always a sarcastic sort of wit. She's very quick, both mentally and physically... whether it's to come up with a good reply, or to draw her knife, Lilya is exceptionally quick. Perhaps it's her early years of karate training, or her lifelong years of dance and gymnastics training, which allows this sort of efficient agility; who knows? But she is, which is something very necessary to be a vampire slayer, considering their own quick ways. Naturally, she fastness is nothing on theirs, but at least she is able to hold her own, even if only for a little while.
She's become a lot less easy to frighten, now. In fact, it's rather difficult to do. It used to be that she was a very jumpy person who found it difficult to relax when alone, and when she was scared, you could always see it. Now, however, it takes a lot to scare her, and even more to make her show this fear. This apparent fearlessness, however, leads others to think she thinks she invincible and unbreakable, and some seem to make it their personal mission to get a reaction from her... which is very irksome, to say the very least.</span>
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artillary:: This young lady had never even seen a gun in person before her family were killed, before she moved to France, but it seemed that her determination to get revenge allowed her to become familiar with them rather quickly. Lilya keeps hold of most guns she can, but it's rare she carries the bigger ones around. One, that would be too obvious, and two, she actually can't withstand their combined weight... However, she doesn't leave without a revolver and a shotgun... You never know who you're going to meet. That was another of her mottos, as you may have guessed... perhaps she'll have that tattooed somewhere, too.
swordsmanship:: Now, knives are what Lilya is best at, and what will help her against the vampires. She owns plenty of knives... come to think of it, if her home was ever to be raided, she'd have a lot of explaining to do... However, she always carries several knives around with her, mostly combat knives, along with a lajinaa, which she usually keeps in her boot (if she's wearing them) or in her belt. She's more likely to be carrying all of these things if she's actually set out to kill; if she's just out and about, she'll only carry one or two knives and her guns.
martial arts:: She took karate classes from the age of four till eleven, and she can still remember some of that. Mostly, though, she's taught herself and learned from others, as well as experience.
combat:: Lilya can do it, of course, she has to, but she's much better with weapons. She possesses such a tiny frame that it's hard for her to fend off people (or otherwise) using simply her bodily strength, although sometimes she has to. But still, she's more comfortable with weapons, especially if fighting someone physically bigger than her... what?! It's intimidating, alright?!
&&__family history
father’s name:: Aleksandr Charkov (deceased)
mother’s name:: Nakita (Danilova) Charkova (deceased)
sibling’s name:: Talya (would be fourteen), Aleksei (would be eleven). (deceased)
general history::
- [x] 10th of November, 1992, Lilya Nikita Charkova becomes the first born to Aleksandr and Nakita on a cold, windy, yet completely dry morning.
[x] Baby Lilya was doted upon from the moment of birth; not spoilt, but definitely doted upon. She was a sweet little girl, always smiling and laughing and eager to play. She constantly wanted to be doing one thing or another; sitting still was just not an option. She definitely wore her parents out. When she wasn't playing, she was sleeping, and when she wasn't playing or sleeping, she was crying.
[x] Aged two, and Lilya was sent to her first ballet lesson, which she loved from that moment on. She then started various other dance, gymnastic and cheerleading classes, enjoying being active.
[x] At three years old, Lilya began school, where she immediately made plenty of friends. This was when her love for people become more highlighted.
[x] Four, and her parents thought it was a good idea to send her to karate classes. She went, and hated it at first, but then gets into it... Still, she preferred her dancing and the such, and made it very clear that this would always be her first priority.
[x] Lilya had a very happy childhood, actually. She always wanted a little brother or sister, again, showing how much she liked people. Her parents, however, found it rather difficult to conceive for years. During this childhood, her parents and teachers both began to teach her how to speak English, like with most Russian children. Lilya was fluent in the language by the time she reached secondary school.
[x] At the age of eight, Lilya was informed that she would receive her younger sibling. Talya arrived when Lilya was nine years old. To her parents surprise, Lilya loved her sister from the moment she was born, not minding the crying in the night or the attention her sister took away from her. She didn't mind in the slightest.
[x] Lilya took her sister under her wing immediately, and you could even give her credit for teaching Talya how to walk.
[x] When she was twelve and Talya three, Aleksei, their younger brother, arrived. It would be fair to say that Lilya didn't quite take to him as she took to her sister; perhaps because he was a boy, or because Lilya was just hitting puberty and was becoming more wrapped up in her own life.
[x] The teen was very popular in comprehensive school, making plenty of friends, but she was always convinced she had to keep up appearances, therefore, her intelligence fell into the shadow of her reputation. Lilya does, sometimes, tend to get her priorities slightly... mixed up.
[x] Throughout these years, Lilya continued to cheer, dance and do gymnastics. She dropped karate classes when she was about eleven, purely because it didn't hold her attention, and she felt she had no time to do it. She was not to know that continuing classes would help her later in life, otherwise, she would never have quit.
[x] Her secondary school life was just like one you would see in films; usually perfect, lively and fun with a few hiccups here and there, but, really, those were the best times of her life.
[x] A week after her eighteenth birthday party, Lilya returned home from a school dance to find her whole family murdered by nothing which could have been human. She was angry, afraid and alone. She had nobody to turn to, for her grandparents were long dead and her own parents had no siblings. If there was one thing Lilya, at the time, hated, it was feeling outcast and isolated. How could she go to her friends? They would probably think she'd done it, just like the authorities would. Lilya, after a quick pack, leaves her home and her massacred family, determined to get her revenge, one way or another.
[x] She cleared her parents' bank accounts, taking all their money (they wouldn't exactly be needing it, would they?), and she also took out her savings. However, she did this without thinking, not realising that she was putting up the signs which pointed to her being the murderer herself. Another tendency of hers; to act without thinking.
[x] Lilya made her way to France before the police started looking for her (as she knows they would) to avoid having to talk about the experience of finding her whole family dead.
[x] After a lot of research, Lilya realised that her family were murdered by vampires, and at that moment, made it her mission to hunt and kill as many of the creatures as she could.
[x] She began to train herself, sometimes attending one class or another, sometimes just working alone, to ensure that she could fight the beasts whenever she could find one.
[x] Her first encounter with a vampire was when she was twenty... which was when she discovered that they could actually come out into the sunlight and that holy water didn't effect them... Yes, she ran for her life. It seemed the vampires didn't want to follow her, but she heard them laughing. No doubt, they thought that she wasn't serious about trying to tell them.
[x] She found out how to kill vampires two weeks after that encounter; decapitation and UV rays. She's now managed to kill a few, but not nearly as many as she would like. She hunts them without remorse, driven by her grief, anger and determination to diminish as much of the species which killed her parents as possible. It's only fair, after all. She's only heard about this lycan slayer recently... (why does she hate himmm?)
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role-playing sample:: Hmmkay, it's not my longest, but I thought it might be nice to use someone else other than Bellatrix for an RP sample for a change... Granted, it is her daughter, but psssh.
<span style='font-size:7pt;line-height:100%'>Now, Electra was not the type of young woman who would surrender to a man, whether he was the son of the infamous Lord Voldemort or not, just like that. They had to prove themselves to her first; prove that they were worth her time and efforts. No, she was no cheap whore who was on her back the moment she received the blindest bit of attention, and anyone who presumed she was didn't usually leave her company with their minds intact. Mind you, it was rare, very rare, someone said such a thing about Miss Lestrange in front of Miss Lestrange. She was dangerous enough at the best of times, but now the country was under the rule of The Dark Lord, she could do virtually everything she wanted to with them and nobody would bat an eyelid, except for those of the side of the person who would become the victim... and even they wouldn't show until she was long gone, by which time the victim would already be half dead if Electra had been in a particularly good mood. Bad mood and they would be one hundred percent dead.
The young lady thought that her companion, Sebastian Riddle, was aware that she was not that type of woman. She was not cheap, and she was definitely not easy, not even for Sebastian here. Yes, she liked him, but she also liked to keep him on his toes, to play this game they did so well with him... If they just got together and had sex without anything before or after then that would be ridiculously boring, not to mention unclassy. The raven-haired young witch did like to think she had some class, thank you very much. What did it matter if she killed for fun, if she sometimes did it against alleyway walls? Wasn't that what everyone was doing nowadays? She wanted to frown to herself at the thought, but refrained. Yes, things which Electra had thought about, desired to do, since childhood were now common tasks for most people. Where the individuality? And she did like to be individual, did Miss Lestrange. The problem was, it was becoming harder and harder to be, due to the fact that everyone was now jumping on this 'dark and dangerous' bandwagon.
So how did Electra solve her little problem? Well, she became darker and more dangerous than before, naturally. No, she refused to change her ways, to become a lover of the ligh who preferred to stay in while everyone else did the torturing; while everyone else had the fun. Why should she? Her aim had become to take her own darkness to a new level, higher than the level of most others; more so with the females than the males, but she believed she even overtook some of the men. Her companion, she believed, was one of the few people who recognised the darkness in the young Death Eater, and who appreciated it. Naturally, she appreciated his own murkiness, and recognised that he'd always been that way, even before it became stylish to be dusky, eerie and sinful. It was only plausible for the Dark Lord's son to be that way, of course. If he'd grown to become a being of peace and light then you knew something was dreadfully, dreadfully wrong. Electra smirked to herself at the very thought of Sebastian in a white robe, praying to God above and preaching to the world about all that was good and holy. She could think of nothing more out of character for the man who now stood before her. "Well, I suppose that a gentleman like myself would naturally find that girl such as yourself would like a partner as accommodation." He spoke, and her other eyebrow raised to join the first as she blinked back at him.
"Girl, Mister Riddle?" She questioned, glancing down at herself, smoothing out her clingy red dress and dark cloak with her hands as she did so. "Girls don't have partners," She replied with a smirk, finally lowering her eyebrows as she pushed her dark hair over her shoulders, determined to keep eye contact. "Young ladies, however, do." She then added, inclining her head towards him slightly. Oh yes, she knew what he was suggesting, though she could credit him with the subtlety of it. Still, she knew what he was almost asking because she knew him, whether he liked it or not. He knew her, too, so she didn't suppose it mattered... much. There were worse people to know and to be known by, she considered.
Electra rolled her eyes as Sebastian called her beautiful, thinking his attempt at flattery to be rather amusing... Of course, it was a good attempt, but this young lady was hardly the type to swoon and crumble when a man called her beautiful. She knew she was beautiful, and also that she was rather arrogant and vain... Not to the extent of some, because she wasn't as shallow as some, but vanity wasn't all bad now, was it? She'd decided that it wasn't a while ago. Nor was being aware of yourself... Oh, and she was aware of herself, most definitely, which, indeed, drove her arrogance to a certain extent. She smirked when he said that he'd be honoured to be her 'partner to pass the time' with, and, once again, she refrained from moving, from backing away from him, when he stepped closer, then closer again, so only a few inches of air separated the pair. "I have no doubt that a gentleman as handsome as yourself would be honoured to accompany me," She replied, quite enjoying their little game, to be quite honest. She always did.
"I have plenty of things in mind, more specifically is to, not to be blunt, but give you the night of your life." He then informed her, and her eyes lingered on his lips for a moment (deliberate action on her part, of course, to make him think that she was getting impatient. Was she? Oh, of course not! She could last longer than that!), before she lifted her chin slightly to look back up at him, eyes continuing to twinkle somewhat suggestively. "Indeed?" She questioned, smiling slightly, "Another night of my life? I cannot help but wonder what you could possibly present me with to compete with the last night of my life you gave me." She pretended to muse this for a few moments, before pushing out her bottom lip, flicking her tongue across it, then taking a step backwards and drawing her wand. "Am I to presume there'll be victims?" She asked, trying not to grin now. Of course she knew this was not Sebastian had in mind when he'd offered her the night of her life, but that didn't mean she couldn't play dumb if she so wished to. And she did wish to; she wanted to see if she could get him to play this little chasing game of cat and mouse, see if she could frustrate (and arouse) him with her feigned unawareness of what he was suggesting. She'd deliberately let him stand very close to her, making sure he felt her cool breath on his face as she spoke to him, then, more deliberately still, stepped away just before anything happened. That was just the game they played.
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Gah. I'm really sorry about this one. I'll come back and edit it when Harmony, my muse, gets back from the Bahamas.
Danica Jade Caprice - August 9, 2007 12:19 AM (GMT)
Gaw...talk about out doing yourself. I like it, but as for why she doesn't like the lycan slayer, go ahead and make that up. Maybe he broke her heart or something. I don't know.
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