Post by Paige on Mar 22, 2014 4:38:50 GMT
Name: Danya DuVish Nickname: N/A Age: 20 Gender: Female Species: Human Ethnicity: Native American; Hispanic; European Height: 5'10" Weight: 185 lbs. Orientation: Straight; poly Occupation: Meat trade (she hunts and sells the meat & hide); model Play-by: Karina Lombard | |
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION Danya is tall and noticeably muscular--she's a bodybuilder but not the type pumped on steroids; her body is much more proportional and healthy and fit. Her skin is rich and copper-brown; and marred with several scars of varying age and size. Her wild mane is long and dark and thick and wavy and everywhere; but usually is restrained in a low ponytail with a few stray hairs framing her face. She's quite a tomboy and her wardrobe reflects it with baggy pants; boots; men's flannel shirts that are far too big for her with a nice tank top underneath. Many days she'll skip the flannel and go for a tank top or camisole to strut her stuff--her impressive musculature. And to those in her small village; she's never complete without her beloved recurve bow slung across her back and a quiver of arrows clipped at her hip. | |
PERSONALITY A wild child she grew up; a wild child she will always be. Danya was never one for rules or regulations or boundaries. She did what she wanted; and learned how to not get caught. Her offenses were never so serious; though. Out past curfew; a petty theft occasionally; and as she got older she got more physically aggressive when provoked; but always knew her limits and the limits of others. Charisma was her ally in most situations; and a good flirt never hurt either; and flirtatious she was. Her promiscuity and polygamy seemed to add an appeal factor to her to young carefree men who shied from commitment. With Danya; what you see is what you get; and adventure and fun are defining characteristics of her private life (which never seemed to stay too private). Adventurous and thrill-seeking keeps her constantly on the move; constantly looking for a new challenge or expedition; and it tends to bring her some misfortune. 'No pain; no gain' seems to be her motto; because after every trip she tended to return with some new scar--as mild as a brush burn or as debilitating as broken bones. Once; while exploring an abandoned house; she fell through the floor and impaled herself on a shard of wood beneath. Fortunately she had been with a friend who rushed her off to the hospital. Even this could never dampen her reckless spirit. Danya dwells very much on the present and dismisses worries about the future; and refuses to acknowledge the past. She will go to great lengths to avoid discussing her personal and familial history unless telling of some grand adventure she had accomplished. Everything is a superficial and light-hearted in her world because she doesn't like to feel anything negative. She's in denial about quite a few things about her past; and won't even acknowledge anything about them; and so she keeps a smile on her face 24/7 in hopes of fooling herself that the world is as beautiful as she wishes it was. | |
PERSONAL HISTORY Her mother died during childbirth; and she had one older brother named Rane who was six years old when she was born. After their mother's death; their father became a rather violent alcoholic; and to protect his sister; Rane would take Danya to a lake when he knew that their father had been drinking. The father took out his drunken rages on her as a child because he seemed to blame her for the mother's death. "You were an accident! You're not even supposed to be here!" he would shout and she didn't understand why he was so mad until she was older. Rane tried to hide her from him as best he could but he couldn't always; and when he couldn't he would try to take the violence for her. When she was ten and he was sixteen their father died of a liver cancer caused by his copious drinking. For nearly a year after his death; Danya wouldn't say a word. She wouldn't look at anyone; she wouldn't speak to anyone; she didn't even acknowledge Rane. Until one day something clicked and she was like a whole new person. A wild; reckless; carefree spirit that she is today. She refused to talk about her parents and seemed like such a beautiful; happy child at a quick glance. Her mind set into defense mode that it stuck at ever since. Everything before eleven years old was repressed and has stayed that way. Danya grew into this facade of an independent; wild; lovely person who was full of life and love; and never left. It is who she is now; and she seems to have forgotten all about her father and the abuse she suffered. She doesn't even recognize that she was ever different than how she is now. |