Post by Tameryn Harp on Aug 10, 2010 5:57:32 GMT -5
Tammy Harp
I've been treated so wrong
I've been treated so long
As if I'm becoming untouchable
I'm the slow dying flower
In the frost killing hour
Sweet turning sour and untouchable
Full Name: Tameryn Aleea Harp
Nicknames: Tammy, Ryn
Physical Age: 24
Date of Birth: July 25
Hometown: Melbourne, Australia
Current Residence: New Orleans
Occupation: Assassin For Hire
Relationship Status: Single
Character Type: Human
Affiliations: Nuetal
Gender: Female
Hair: Blond
Eyes: Green though they can sometimes appear scarily Blue
Height: 5 foot 2 inches
Weight: 106 lbs
Body Type: Very slim
Best Feature: She has stunning eyes and very plump lush lips
Worst Feature: Her nose is a bizarre shape and her neck is covered in scars
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Personal Style: Well now that’s a question. Tammy can do casual in two forms; real casual, so that could include sweat pants, jeans, baggy shirts, leggings and plaid shirts. Then there’s dressed up casual where she’s not uncommonly seen in tight dresses, leather pants and heels. Yes, these are what Tammy considers casual. These are the things that Tameryn would wear in hear spare time. When she’s working she’s a whole new person, even adapting a new name, Ryn. Her work attire could be compared to a private school girl uniform with a ‘sailor’ twist. To some it could even be said that Ryn has humanised a typical anime get up. She wears a little pleated skirt teamed with a button up shirt that reveal her midriff, black stockings and a pair of buckled T-bar shoes.
Face Claim: Emily Browning
Abilities: Tameryn is a master in many forms of martial arts. Her skill level in hand to hand combat is through the roof and she’s very well trained in the use of weaponry like guns, knives, swords and throwing stars. Over the years she’s developed practically super human senses but there is nothing super human about them, it’s just something she spent a long time practicing and fine tuning. She also believes she can dream future events. She can’t, they were ideas and stories forced into her memory that she’s convinced are events to come.
Personality: Tammy was once a really nice young girl. I am not saying that now she isn’t but the change in the young lady shown over the space of a few years was extraordinary. She grew up polite and loving, a little bit shy but nothing more than that. When her little sister was born at the age of 8 she became protective and helpful. Through high school she kept her shy personality but could never be described as anything less than kind and caring. That all changed after being kidnapped, held hostage. Tameryn became scared and bitter but hated those emotions so much that she did everything she could to change them. There slowly became a side to her that was cold and harsh but she couldn’t turn the real her off, especially with such a loving family behind her. To meet Tameryn you would probably still consider her that same shy little girl prone to shying away from attention, but she definitely isn’t to be messed with.
Likes:
• Late nights
• Early mornings
• The smell of freshly brewed coffee
• Cold wind
• Heavy rain against your window
• Clean sheets
• Hot showers
• The darkness
• Weaponry
• Lollipops
• Revenge
Dislikes:
• Night
• Sleeping
• Nature
• Vampires
• Attention
• Distrust
• Hospitals
• Scraping noises
• Water (sort of)
Strengths:
• A great knowledge of weaponry
• A good fighter
• Very intelligent and a quick learner
• A thirst for vengeance
Weaknesses:
• Slightly blinded by hatred
• Impulsive
• Still scared and affected by what happened to her, though she’d lie about it
• She doesn’t sleep or eat properly and its been known to affect her
Mother: Kimberly Macqueen
Father: Bradley Harp
Siblings: Nevaeh Harp [16 years old, sister]
Others:
Bio: You’re probably expecting something big and clever here right? The story of Tameryn Harp’s life, full of color and excitement. Yet for eighteen years, it was anything but. Tameryn came from an unbelievably loving family. She was born in Melbourne, Australia to her Australian fathers and her British mother, she was raised in a loving environment that a lot of children seemed to envy her for. Her father ran surf club while her mother ran a coffee shop attached to it. Despite working and living together Kimberly and Bradley never got bored of each other and when Tameryn Aleea Harp was born on July 25th 1985 she was the perfect thing to seal their love. Tammy’s earliest memory are of learning to surf with her father, of running through the beach barefoot towards her mother who’d be stood there grinning at her and memories of helping her mother cook and sitting at the counter talking to the regulars who became nothing less than family. Her family’s businesses were rarely quite with them being easily accessible from Bells Beach which is and always has been a world famous surf spot.
Even though her parents were always busy, they managed to find time to give Tameryn a little sister when she was eight years old. Tammy loved Nevaeh to death and the two girls grew up best friends with Tammy taking the typical big sister role of showing Nevaeh the ropes. Tammy used to help out as much as she could with her parent’s businesses, not for the money but for the love of the atmosphere. It was one of the places that Tammy was more confident. This confidence helped the bonny brunette not only make it through school but eventually gain a scholarship to attend college in the United States of America and got herself a job locally as a surf instructor.
She was half way through her degree, Tammy one night found herself grabbed on her way out of the College Building. She’d gone to some stupid party but left early because she had a lecture the next morning and Tammy was nothing if not the perfect student. Tammy was taken and held hostage by what could only have been described to her as a monster. She had no idea of the things that walked the earth and so the first time this thing drank from her, needless to say, she was in a state of shock. For most vampires that would have been it, she would have been dead or one of them, but not this one. No, this one kept her as a little toy for a while.
Tammy wasn’t just a blood bank, the vampire that took her used her as a source of fun. From pretending to let her go to be entertained when she realized she was stuck there, to whispering at her as she reluctantly slept. It got to the point that she couldn’t even distinguish what was around her, let alone whether something she was being told happened or was a figment of her imagination. Some of the things that were whispered would transpire into her dreams and upon learning this the creature used it to convince her she remembered memories that had never happened, or he would tell her something and then do it so Tameryn would be convinced she foresaw the event.
Eventually she must have got boring because one night the vampire whispered to Tammy how she would die in her sleep and no one would miss her or realize she was gone. He then left, making her believe it was another dream that would transpire. Yet it didn’t. Almost amazingly, Tammy was found. She was told it was a miracle she survived as long as she did through the attacks but then to heal so well was something they hadn’t expected. Her family flew over to America and helped her through her recovery. Her family sold her apartment and got her a new one and did everything they could to help her through but Tammy couldn’t seem to recover. She was scared of her own shadow and couldn’t be on her own. She would see things out of the corner of her eye, imagine things, have terrible nightmares. It practically drove her crazy.
Less than two months after she’d left the hospital after recovering from her physical injuries, Tammy’s parents had her sectioned. Between the fear and the depression, the once bright and loving girl had literally gone undeniably mad. She was worked with intensely but never quite got over it, she did however realize that she shouldn’t be the one having to suffer. She worked hard and did what she had to do to get out of there and then started training for the one thing she was determined to achieve above anything else… revenge.
Tammy’s campaign for vengeance was something that could be easily deemed as insane. She changed everything about herself, heavily bleaching her once dark brown locks, changing her look and her style. She trained in martial arts, modern and ancient weaponry and honed her senses. She travelled the world training, learning and perfecting these skills. Her surfing ability was something that helped her through, she had the grace and ability to move her body that meant after a lot of hard work and training, Tammy could practically fly her movements were so precise and elegant.
Tameryn returned to America, this time somewhat illegally. She became widely spoken about as a ‘hired assassin’. At first she did it as a means of practice or helping others but soon found it to be an effective way of making money. When she fights its almost like she becomes a different person, like Tammy and Ryn are two separate personalities. Tammy still holds a lot of what she always had, Ryn is ruthless and cold and these aspects do come out in Tammy but the difference between the two parts of her are noticeable. She prays for the day she comes up against the monster that did those things to her despite the fact she isn’t even sure if she really remembers what he looks like.
RP Sample:
Dawn lay silent on what appeared to be some sort of operating table, cold and hard she lay, clenching her eyes shut so she didn't have to watch yet another 'doctor' come in and look at her like she was some sort of supernatural freak!! true she was but this place... she didn't know if she was ever getting out. Demons, vampires and hell gods that wanted to bleed her but Dawn had never been through anything like this! They were testing her like she was an animal or just another monster!
She knew they knew about her!! She'd heard the word Key now so many times she wished they'd rename her just so she didn't have to listen to it! It had been about a day know and Buffy still hadn't come to save her!! She probably didn't even care.... wait no thats if she noticed!!
A tear fell down the side of Dawn's face through clenched eyes as another needle was jammed into her arm! Her heart wanted to scream Buffy but her head didn't think she'd come!
