Katya McCourt

[Katya McCourt]

Name//
Katya McCourt
Age//
16
DOB//
December 12
Born In//
Silkwood
Parents[Names Please]//
Anne Maria & Scott McCourt

Personality[One Paragraph +]//
Katya is one of those people who likes partying, dancing, and being completely wild.
She can be rude, arrogant, and self centered.
She can be mean, weird, spazzy, fun, crazy, and quirky, too.
She absolutely HATES when people cry, therefore, she likes comforting people when they are sad, being nice, all that.
Which is usually something she doesn't ENJOY, but, if it's someone she cared about who is hurt, she likes being nice to them until they stop.
Simple as that.
If you have no sense of style, she most likely hates you at first glance, but some people who don't dress nicely...
Intrigue her, really.
They make her think about things...and...she likes thinking..
=)
She has mood swings.
Literally, which make her one mood once, and in the next five minutes, she's in another mood, totally.
You can spoil her whole day, if you just say something mean to her.

Another thing; she gets anything she wants.
She lives for it.
And some people call her a spoiled brat.
Some others' call her just plain spoiled.
Either way, she is still not afraid to whine, until she gets what she wants.

She is also one of those people who can make you go hide away from the world...by saying ONE THING that you don't like.
She's a verbal abuser.
And she uses it to her advantage.
So watch out, Katya demon is on the loose.

Likes//
:: boys
:: movies
:: coke
:: shopping
:: drama
:: rumors
:: talking
:: laughing
:: painting nails

Dislikes//
:: drugs
:: emo's
:: people not in her clique
:: short nails
:: fat
:: school
:: extremly happy people

Character History[What's Happened So Far. One Long Parargraph + Please]//
When she was little, she was sent away, by her parents.
Simple?
Well...barely.
She would always make a fuss about everything, in front of her new parents, the McCourt's.
She would ask, and ask, and ask about her real parents, until they had told her a small amount of something about them.
Once she had had all that she wanted to know, she literally went on a search for her parents.
That didn't end up so well, because, she ended up running away at the age of 11, and then...everything went downhill.
People had classified her as, "Kidnapped."
For about...five days, she stayed alone, going from place to place, hoping to find her parents.
Soon enough, she gave up, and she set off back for home.
Once she got there, The McCourt's vowed that they would get her anything she wanted for the rest of her life, so she would not scare them as much as she did then.

And, since then...just that has happened.
But, it has also gotten into her head, that she can get anything, and she uses it to her advantage.
Even though, if she tells her parents off to get something she wants, now, they have gotten enough courage to give her a nice smack on the ass, and classify her grounded.
She knows well enough not to do that, and that has tamed her temper down alot, she still has her...ways of getting what she wants.
And you don't want to get in her way of that.
=')


Clique//
Populars

Roleplay Sample//
It's a general series of events that most teenagers go through.
The wake up. Get changed. Eat. Then either be late for school or late for work. It happens to almost everyone now and then. Oh! And of course, as soon as you get to your school or work place late you will get a snapping from the boss and maybe a few more hours of work time before you get your check. It upsets everyone. That is everyone who comes late..

Katya McCourt tapped her foot uneasily on the pavement. Her arms were stuffed under her armpits and her neck was smashed down, closer to her jacket, so it seemed she had no neck. Why Katya was outside Gwen's Diner at five A.M in the morning, no one would really ever know. Even though it was summer, a chilly breeze blew once and a while causing the girl to shiver. She didn't know it was going to be that cold, so she had only brought a jean jacket. It was the only thing that covered her short sleeve and carpi's uniform.

As Katya stood there, looking at the open/close sign, she wondered what time it was. She had forgotten her watch and no one was around at this time of day, except people who woke up really early. She sighed, for she knew that the diner's clock would be impossible to see from the entrance. Why? It was in the kitchen. Most workers gazed up at it every second they came in. They all wanted to get out and live their lives.

Katya was not one of them. She enjoyed her job at Gwen's. Gwen was nice and the pay was good. Besides, she would also get to meet new people. Her only regret though is cleaning up after slobs, or sick people. Now that is not a very fun thing to do!

Shifting her weight, Katya wondered why she came two hours early. The diner opened at seven. Not at five. The answer though of why she came, never actually came to her.

Sighing, once again, Katya looked around herself. No one was really there to talk to, which was always a problem to Katya, no one was even there to say hi too. Oh how she wanted to socialize right now. It would be a dream come true.

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