ENS. PIPPA CARLYLE

[pippacarlyle]

Pippa Carlyle

BASICS
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FULL NAME: Pippa Carlyle
RACE: Most of Pippa's mother's family is from Earth (France and America), in fact Pippa's mother was the first to ever leave Earth. When she did she attended Starfleet Academy and when she graduated traveled to Platonius where she met Pippa's father. Pippa was not born until after her mother returned to Earth. Pippa's mother was ashamed of her affair and never told Pippa where her father was from. Pippa is unsure of where her father is from but knows most of her heritage on Earth.
AGE: Seventeen
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 5''8
WEIGHT: 130
BIRTHPLACE: Earth, San Francisco

EXPERIENCE
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STARFLEET GRADUATE: Yes
STARFLEET RANK: Ensign
MEDICAL RANK:
STUDIES: Forensic Psychology, Advanced Phonology, Survival Strategies, Interspecies Ethics,
OTHER:

ATTRIBUTES:
(Optional if Guest) All attributes are ranked from 1 – 10, 10 being absolute understanding and mastery, and 1 being a basic grasp of the skill. Please be reasonable when deciding your attributes, as no person is great at every skill set. The Captain of a ship would most likely have a Leadership of 8 or 9. And an intelligent human would have an Intelligence of 6 or 7, while an intelligent Vulcan would have an Intelligence of 8 or 9. Keep this in mind while deciding. These aren't saying that your character is lower if they have a lower number. There are just races that simply have more experience just by their genetics. So a 3 in any aspect wouldn't be horrible if you were a human, it's average.

PHYSICAL STRENGTH: 2
INTELLIGENCE: 8
SPEED: 2
LEADERSHIP: 5

UNARMED COMBAT: 1
MELEE WEAPONS: 4
RANGED WEAPONS: 1

PERSONAL
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APPEARANCE:
Pippa has dark brown, curly, hair that falls down to her elbows. It is normally pulled back into a messy bun or half way back. Her eyes are large and a deep brown brown shade. Her skin is fairly tan and she is rather short for her age. She has a tiny dumpling of a nose. Pippa's left hand is burnt beyond use from the fire which ended in the death of her mother so it is often wrapped up in cloth. She is about 5''7 1/2 to 5''8 but likes to say she is taller then she is. She rarely makes the effort to stand up straight or not slouch which makes her look lazy. Often she looks a bit unkempt as her hair is flying about wildly and her clothes are probably ripped and stained.

PERSONALITY:
Pippa has a difficult time making friends as she likes to know everything about everyone. She tends to be honest to the point of unkindness and points out everything that is wrong or right with someone to their face. She becomes angry when she can't figure someone out. She tries her best not to become overly emotional because her power goes out of control but rarely succeeds. She is very brilliant but socially awkward. Her kleptomania that she developed as a child can easily get her into trouble but she has learned to be fairly stealthy and very few people know of it. She tries her best to control herself but when she sees something she wants very little can keep her from getting it in the end.

She is quite haunted by the death of her mother and it has had a large effect on her. She keeps her mother's wedding ring on her finger at all times because it was the last thing she could find of her in the rubble of their apartment. Pippa twists it and pulls it on and off when she is nervous. She often has a difficult time with anger issues and can fly off the handle at any time. She normally prefers to keep to herself but knows everything about nearly everyone on the Enterprise. She keeps her analysis of everyone aboard in a journal that is with her at all times.

Pippa has an odd addiction to making herself to as sloppy as possible. She often stains her clothes purposely and refuses to brush her hair. She feels as if she is honoring her mother by not dressing like she is wealthy. She refuses to buy or accept as a gift any sort of nice thing. She doesn't care how rude it makes her seem, but she feels as if she is giving in to society by wearing, eating, or owning nice things unless she has stolen them.

HISTORY:
Pippa's mother was a Starfleet commander and was considered one of the best. When her ship took an unexplained detour to Platonius she fell in love with the man who would eventually become Pippa's father. She discovered she was pregnant only weeks after she had left Platonius. Immediately she left Starfleet but had no where to go. She decided to stay in San Francisco because this was the place on Earth she knew the most because of her years at the Starfleet Academy. Pippa was born on the third of December with only a mother and no place to call home. She discovered she had inherited her father's talent to control things with her mind. Of course, Pippa's power was very limited. She could only control objects, not people or animals, and she was only able to control herself when she was calm. If she was too angry or sad or frustrated something might fly off into space. She used this talent to support her mother, stealing from street venders and other such things until they were able to afford a tiny, cockroach infested, apartment. Through all of this Pippa became a bit of a kleptomaniac but kept this hidden as best she could. Her mother would often tell her stories of her days in Starfleet and Pippa would dream about joining it herself, but as she grew older she knew that if she left her mother she would surely starve. So Pippa eventually gave up this dream continually using her father's power to pay the rent.

Pippa was thirteen when her apartment caught fire. The police suspected someone had dropped a lighted cigarette on the carpet and forgotten about it but they were never really sure. Pippa's mother did her best to make sure Pippa was safe but had to give her own life to save her. Pippa's left hand was burnt beyond use in the fire. She was crushed and lost control of her powers for months. She wandered about San Francisco with random objects floating about her head until she saw the edge of Starfleet's campus. She was sure she would be accepted, she had the advantage of both her mother's reputation and her father's abnormal intelligence. Pippa studied Forensic Psychology, Advanced Phonology, Survival Strategies and Interspecies Ethics in Starfleet Academy and was immediatly assigned to the Enterprise after she graduated.

OUT OF CHARACTER
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NAME/ALIAS: Jeanie
HOW LONG YOU HAVE BEEN RPING: A few years
WHERE DID YOU FIND US: RPG directory
RP SAMPLE:
This is something from another site.

The night was colder then most but that was to be expected as it was winter. A light snow was just beginning to fall but Rose didn't mind much. She would often stand outside the opera house long after it's doors had closed for the night scribbling down notes and trying to discover the secrets behind those locked doors. Rose had seated herself on stone bench just outside the Opera Populare and was scattering words across the page. She wasn't entirely sure what she was writing, it looked like fiction to her with perhaps a hint of autobiography. But every great work of fiction had a bit of the author in it, not that Rose knew much about fiction. She loved the stories that took place in every day life. Maybe a bank could be robbed or someone could be murdered these things gave her goosebumps and inspired her more then fictional characters.

She knew she should be working on her next story as it was due in a few days and she was hardly half way through her rough draft. She knew James would still print it if she was late but she couldn't stand the though of getting special treatment because she was the sister of the owner. Suddenly three little girls appeared in her story. A tall fair-haired girl, a small brunette, and a tiny curly haired red-head. The third she knew in an instant- it was her daughter, her beautiful baby girl. Names- names for the three, this was mainly what she hated about fiction, naming these people. But since it really wasn't anything important she would scribble down the first names that came to mind. The little red-head would of course be Olivia, the blond would be Eliza and the brunette would be Josephine.

The three girls and their stories played out before Rose's eyes. She could sit there for hours spinning their tales especially Olivia's, the fiery red-head who took on the world with a vibrant smile. But eventually she could feel the cold setting in. On cold days she might head on into the opera house and watch the practices but seeing as the doors had been shut or the night there really wasn't much she could do. Rose sighed and looked about for a carriage that might be willing to pick up passengers but the streets were very nearly empty.

Rose was about to give up and walk when a tiered old voice called out from a little cafe which she hadn't noticed before.
"Lady!" It hissed. Rose spun in that direction, "Get inside you'll catch your death out there!" Rose then realized how cold she really was. She wrapped her arms around herself and shivered as she hurried towards the cafe. The woman pointed her towards an empty table and handed her a menu. The room was fairly filled which struck Rose as strange seeing as there was no one about outside. She glanced across the menu and picked out a rather large buttered potato. She tucked her journal into her belt and sighed with comfort as she relaxed in the tiny, round stool.

[DR. LEONARD McCOY]

A FEW CHANGES

I'm not too sure what the race part means. Does it mean that she doesn't know what other half she is or that she is human? Either way, just break it down for us so that we know what she is. Could you please add another paragraph or so to the personality section too? Other than that, everything looks great.

[pippacarlyle]

Ok, all done! ^^ I had a feeling the personality might be too short but I added a few paragraphs and clarified the whole race thing.

[DR. LEONARD McCOY]

ACCEPTED

Well done! Don't forget to go to the claims, subplots, and get an avatar up to get your roleplaying started. Hope you have fun!