CATORI, keisha regan

[!Keisha {Regan} Catori~!]

♦keisharegancatori♦

“so what if you can see the darkest side of me?”
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♦the clock hit twelve
and they entered the room♦

Birth Name::[/b] Keisha Regan Catori
Nickname(s)::[/b] Keish
Age::[/b] twenty two
Birthday::[/b] November twentieth
Gender::[/b] Female
Orientation::[/b] Heterosexual
Canon/Original::[/b] Original

♦but if looks could kill
then we all would be doomed♦

Hair::[/b] Blonde
Eyes::[/b] Blue
Height::[/b] 5’ 4”
Weight::[/b] 128 lbs.
Play-by::[/b] Blake Lively
Appearance::[/b]
Keisha is about normal height for a girl. People still say she looks younger than she actually is which she always takes very graciously. She has a slim build. Though well muscled, she’s a bit underweight, even for being 22, but not anorexic. She’s been running most of her life which contributes to her muscle and build.

Her blonde hair is wavy and falls to about the middle of her back, which Keisha will normally have tied back into a ponytail. Her eyes are a shimmering, icy grey blue. She has a couple old and barely noticeable scars on her face from her dark past. The scars on her back are the ones to look at though. These ones are deep and an everlasting pain seems to linger on them. She takes care to cover them sometimes, but other times she could really care less about who sees them.

Keisha is normally seen in a black tank top and black jeans, that’s normally her street cloths. It is a rare sight to see Keisha dressed up, but she’s willing to only when there’s good reason. That’s when her true beauty is reveled. She constantly wears a black chocker around her neck with an emerald pendant. The chocker had been her mother’s and she’s worn it every day for as long as she can remember.

When using her newfound power, she takes the form of a wolf. As a wolf, Keisha is fairly small. Her fur is a coal black that slowly melts to white on her legs, underbelly, and head. Around her left eye is an abnormal splash of black fur, only emphasizing how blue her eyes are. She could very well be mistaken for a Husky, which is really just fine by her, since it’s a good cover up.

♦after just one kiss
you’re not able to move♦

Likes::[/b] dogs // soccer // lacrosse // cliff diving // reading
Dislikes::[/b] liars // cheaters // taking orders // people who underestimate her // over excessive shopping
Strengths::[/b] speed // dare-devil // violence // things that would make others squeamish // freedom
Weaknesses::[/b] her younger siblings // close friends // love // getting her hopes up // freedom
Habits::[/b] stopping mid sentence when something catches her attention // talking with her hands // drumming her fingers when she’s annoyed
Secrets::[/b] she was beat by her dad as a child // she goes to her mother’s grave every night since the Plague
Goals::[/b] figuring out her power to the best of her ability // keeping her younger siblings safe
Fears::[/b] the future // losing her younger siblings
Personality::[/b]
When people first see her, Keisha leaves the impression of a being a bit of a badass. In all reality, that first impression is nearly right on target. Keisha normally keeps to herself and isn’t one to say much off the bat. She likes to keep a low profile, and doesn’t often get close to people.

Keisha is normally a very cold and distant girl when people first begin to know her. She has grown, from living on the streets, tougher than many other girls her age. Keisha is, for lack of better terms, punk taken to a whole new level. She really is quite a bad girl, and has a one-of-a-kind attitude. She’s extremely stubborn and is a natural born leader who hates being held back. Once set off, she has a nasty temper.

Deep down, Keisha is a very sweet girl. Though she is fairly interested in a fight, she is always looking to challenge herself. She loves the very fact of violence, in a way making her stronger for her own fights, both physically, and mentally. Though Keisha puts on a tough exterior for everyone to see, inside she’s a raging fire of emotion that just can’t seem to get in control, even after all the time she’s spent on earth.

When people finally get through to her, she is an extremely loyal friend, and will let herself stop at nothing to protect the ones she cares for. Many of the people who actually know her entire background always seem to find a strength being around her. She couldn’t tell anyone how exactly, but she seems to be very able to take on every aspect of the world thrown at her.

♦this place is prison
i’m chained up, i give up♦

Hometown::[/b] in the City
Current Town::[/b] in the City
Parents::[/b] Father ;; Zackary Catori ;; 53 ;; missing // Mother ;; Elena Catori ;; 47 ;; deceased
Siblings::[/b] Younger Brother ;; Peter Michael Catori ;; 19 // Younger Sister ;; Melanie Eva Catori ;; 13
Relatives::[/b] none she knows of
Pets::[/b] none
History::[/b]
~ first born in the Catori Family
~ grew up with a fairly normal childhood, besides the fact that her parents were rich so she grew up spoiled
~ Keisha was three years old when her brother was born and her parents always used to tell her she always said she wanted a brother
~ When Keisha was nine, her little sister was born, and she wanted immediately to start taking care of her
~ often had to watch her younger siblings and was and still is very protective of them very protective of them
~ Keisha was very popular in school because her father owned a very successful chain of hotels, instead though Keisha kept mostly to herself but at times would talk to pretty much everybody in school
~ Through junior high, Keisha’s popularity continued to grow, but instead of letting herself get tangled up in cliques she focused on her studies so she could get into a private high school
~ Keisha’s first year in her private high school wasn’t pleasant. Though she fit right in class wise, many of the other girls were mean to her because she had went to public school
~ It was in this time that Keisha started to turn her emotions off. She became cold and indifferent to those around her, and if anybody tried to tear her down, she would lash right back at them.
~ When she was 18, Keisha’s mother became terribly sick from cancer, and Keish found herself missing many school days so she could take care of her mother
~ This lasted for several years, and her mother finally passed away. During this time, Keisha’s father began drinking and he became very violent. Most of the scars Keisha received from him were from protecting her brother and sister.
~ For years after that, Keisha wished for something to get rid of her father, and that’s when the Plague came. Keisha was home alone with her brother and sister and she remembers feeling suddenly very sick.
~ Keisha remained “dead” (as her siblings described it) for a little over a week, but all she remembers is fighting through a fog. When she woke up again she was greeted by both her brother and sister, and news that their father had been missing
~ The first time Keisha realized she had power was a few days later when she was walking through the city to one of her father’s hotels when she heard something. Fear made her change form into a wolf.
~ Ever since, Keisha has been trying to master her power, and she’s getting more and more control over it each day.

♦they don’t care for nobody else
they’re in their own world♦

Occupation::[/b] Worked in her father’s hotel and as a graphic design intern
Kind of Power::[/b] the ability to shift into the form of a wolf
Level of Power::[/b] a fair amount. Keisha is still getting used to changing at will rather than just when her emotions get out of control
Reborn Age::[/b] a little over a month

♦i gotta leave this room
cuz it’s starting to spin♦

Name::[/b] Vettalonie
RP Experience::[/b] almost seven years
Contact Info::[/b] PM this account or Kalamity
Found Us::[/b] helped make you! xD
Other Characters Here::[/b] Kalamity Jackaal
Password::[/b] ADMIN EDIT - CORRECT
RP Sample::[/b]this is from another site but same old Keisha =D

Keisha wandered around her old house restlessly. Fortunately it was still boarded up and unoccupied and hadn’t been looted by anyone. Least they’d done a bang-up job of closing shop before they had left so many years ago. She was on edge though. Being in the confined space bugged her still, it was only her first week back in her home after all. Pete had taken back to the normal life right away; he was asleep upstairs in his old room. Keisha however, wasn’t that lucky. She was used to moving at night, sleeping during the day. And it bugged her not being under the sky. Groaning in frustration she threw her fist into the wall, making it rattle from the force of impact. Pulling her hand back and shaking it out, she was almost surprised to find that there wasn’t a dent. Then again the house was built by her father. Pulling in a deep breath, Keisha darted up the stairs, moving quickly so the floorboards wouldn’t squeak… much anyway.

Ducking into her bedroom, she pulled out one of her numerous black tank tops, and her baggier black jeans. She quickly stripped off her PJ’s and shimmied into her clean cloths, moving as quickly and silently as she could, so she wouldn’t wake up Pete. Finishing up by pulling her hair into a sloppy bun, she moved out of her room, glancing to her right at the closed door. It hadn’t been opened in years, and even now, she still didn’t dare. Tearing her eyes from it, she glided down the stairs and out the front door, grabbing the thick twine off the door handle and leaving her black Vans where they had been tossed by the door. Pete wouldn’t be up until afternoon anyway, so she had time to kill as she wandered out onto the old wooden porch and down the steps onto the lawn, barefoot and loving the feel of the soft rain sprinkled earth. She dashed into the woods, making sure she was covered enough before slipping out of her clothes and tying them around her ankle.

Her sleek black and white wolf frame was really no bigger than a dog’s. She had no idea, but she was pretty sure she held the record for smallest wolf around. She didn’t care. It made her quick and light on her feet, perfect distraction material. Keisha bounded off into the forest, heading over the same trails she remembered from so long ago. The rain didn’t bother her a bit, even as it pelted her face the faster she moved. Finally, after winding around trees and over bushes and roots, she slowed to a slow a leisurely walk. Around her the forest took on its own cadence, rain pattering lightly, small breezes rustling the leaves. She heaved a content sigh and continued walking easily along. At the edge of the forest line she peaked out looking carefully around for some sign of anybody. Not a being in sight or in smell either.

Keisha laid down and chewed quickly through the string holding her cloths around her furry ankle. Once the string and her cloths fell to the forest floor, she picked them up, careful not to slobber all over them and moved them underneath and thick brush. The ground was still dry under there and her cloths would be nice and dry by the time she needed them. With that, Keisha turned and ventured out on to the rockier ground. Moving carefully, she took in a big breath of ocean air. The drizzle was light now, but the grey clouds still swirled ominously on the horizon. The wind kicked up a bit coming in from the ocean, and Keisha closed her eyes as she sat at the edge of the cliffs, taking in another deep breath, and letting it out this time in a grateful huff. She felt so content being back in her wolf form, almost like she never wanted to go back to being a human. But she’d have too sooner or later. She just hoped it would be later.

♦there’s no escape
from this mess that i’m in♦
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