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◘Ivy Wylde◘
"Yeah, I know I'm an evil, ruthless little assassin, captain obvious."
{{Basic Data
◘ ƒυℓℓ ηαмє:: "Ivy Eternity Wylde, and don't you forget it."
Ivy's name suits her dark green eyes, and it's suits her poisonous personality as well. When her mother, Liz, was pregnant, she thought the name Eternity would be nice, but when Ivy was born, she decided at the last minute to switch to Ivy, because that was the name of her sister, who had died a month earlier due to cancer. Wylde is Ivy's fathers last name, and her mother kept her maiden name, Ryes. They named Ivy 'Wylde' because she looked most like her father, with reddish brown hair and dark green eyes.
◘ ηι¢кηαмє:: "I go by just Ivy or The Cat. Call me anything other than that, and you'll never walk again."
Ivy is called The Cat among her friends because of her flexibility and cunning, but it was actually meant to be an insult, as the other children from her orphanage, particularly a bratty girl named Anna Wade, called her The Cat as a taunt because she was found on the streets like a stray cat. However, she didn't find it much of an insult, as she was proud to have survived on her own, and started calling Anna Wade 'The Mouse.' One day, they got into a huge argument, and it became physical. Anna wasn't much of a fighter, more of a whiney beauty queen who just insulted people from afar, and Ivy brought her to her knees easily. Everyone thought it was funny that the number one bully in the orphanage was defeated so easily, and began calling Anna The Mouse as well, and called Ivy The Cat as a compliment. When she ran away from the orphanage, she kept the nickname, and has had it ever since.
◘ αgє:: "Sweet 16, but i'm about to turn 17."
Ivy is 16, and just as reckless and headstrong as any teen. She is almost about to turn 17, and is very impatient in waiting for that day to come. She's been living on the streets for around 5 years now.
◘ ∂αтє σƒ вιятн:: "I was born on April 1st, at around 2:00 am."
Ivy was born a week early, which made it harder for mother, but otherwise she was a pretty healthy baby. She was born at exactly 2:14 pm on April 1st.
◘ gєη∂єя:: "What are you, stupid or something? It should be pretty obvious I'm a girl."
Ivy is certainly a girl, though she acts rather tomboyish lots of the time. She refuses to wear dresses and thinks lipstick and painted nails are for dense airheads. She usually wears girls clothes, however, and her hair is very long.
◘ gαηg::
"The Chase, of course. It's the only gang good enough for the intelligent people, like me."Ivy saw The Chase when she was 14, and thought they were interesting. She followed them around for the day, watching everything they did. Afterwards she spied on them often whenever she saw them, and about two weeks later she decided to join. She is very loyal to her gang, and considers them family. If anyone messes with them, she will fight back very aggressively, and tries to be as active as possible.
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{{Appearances are deceptive...Not.
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◘ нαιя:: "Its auburn, kinda like my dads, only his was more brown. I know it's pretty long, but I like it this way, and I refuse to cut it!"
Ivy has very long hair, that stops a little below her hips. She usually keeps the back in a ponytail, while keeping some hair loose on the sides of her face. Her hair is auburn, with a few strands of natural dark red highlights in it. She has no bangs, and her hair is parted. She sometimes has the hair on the sides of her face in layers, and the tips of her hair is a lighter shade than the rest. She keeps it smooth and shiny, though it's more difficult since her hair is so long.
◘ єуєѕ::"They are dark green, basically."
Ivy's eyes are a dark, emerald green, speckled heavily with lighter green and dark blue. The edges are greenish gray, and the color grows lighter nearer to the pupil. They seem to darken and lighten depending in her mood; for instance, when angry or irratated, they're so dark they're almost black, and when happy or excited, they lighten considerably. When she's sad, the iris turns more gray, like the green gray at the edge, but it's not as noticeable as when her eyes turn black or light green.Any other emotion stays as just dark green. Ivy hates her eyes because she likes to keep her feelings hidden, though usually the only time someone could tell her eyes have changed is when she's angry.
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{{In the Brain...
◘ρєяѕσηα::"I'm a sweet, gentle little girl who rides unicorns and eats rainbows and whatever."
At first glance, Ivy might seem very reserved, and even a bit shy. When she meets strangers, she usually doesnt even talk, just glares. Then the moment the person's back is turned, she'll grab their wallet and be off in a flash. Ivy is very untrusting of people she doesn't know, and it takes quite a while for her to warm up to someone. She rarely talks when she's like this, and when she does, it's to say something rude or sarcastic. But if you mess with her, she'll become a whole different person. Not quiet, or reserved, but fiery and stubborn. She'll let loose all she's got, and make sure you dearly regret crossing her. She is extremely vengeful, and if she has something to say, she won't hesitate to say it, and doesnt care if its rude or not. But though she can be easily angered, she never jumps into something she knows she can't win.
Ivy is hot-tempered, but still careful, and very cunning and sly. She is very good at devising strategies, and has very accurate memory. This is why she is so silent around people she doesnt know, she's studying them, figuring out whether they are friend or foe. Since she isn't that strong, she uses her agility instead, and can move with surprising speed if necessary. That's why she calls herself The Cat, since she is graceful and nimble in her movements, yet they are just as deadly as any muscly gangster's. Another reason is her extreme flexibility, she has taken gymnastics and parcour for a year when she lived with her parents, and than signed up again when she was 10. She is very good at being stealthy, and can walk almost completely silently.
But now that we have worked on her good points, now we have to move on to her bad ones, which she does have, even of she denies it. One of her bad points is her recklessness. She is far too confident, and will do crazy things as if she could walk away perfectly unscathed. She is huge daredevil, and is always doing stuff that, in her mind, is just plain awesome, but in other's minds, plain stupid. Instead of using her intelligence to convince herself not to do these things, she uses it to plot out the best way of doing it, and then goes and breaks her leg instead of her ribcage.
Another bad point is that she will almost never follow directions, no matter how important the situation. She tries, but it's like, impossible. She always relies on her own instinct, and living on her own has taught her the only one you can trust is yourself. She will follow orders if what she was told to do is what she was going to do anyway, but that almost never happens, since she usually chooses the harder way of doing stuff, as it's more exciting.
Ivy is also rather evil, and enjoys the suffering and pain of others. She loves to play cruel pranks on other people, even if she has nothing against them. Her favorite weapon is a knife, because in her opinion, it's more fun to see people get stabbed than shot. But, she does have a soft side. She loves her pets, Myste and Cody, and she would die for her friends and gang. When you've earned her trust, she is funny, friendly, and far less sarcastic, and always there when you need her. She would never betray any of her companions, and to her, betrayal is even worse than murdering someone.
◘нιѕтσяу:: WIP
◘ℓιкєѕ αη∂ ∂ιѕℓιкєѕ::"My likes are:
♥ Stealing. Especially pickpocketing.
♥ The gang.
♥ Scaring people with my knife.
♥ Candy!!!
♥ My cat, Myste, and my dog, Cody.
♥ An awesome necklace, which is the first thing of value I ever stole.
♥ Nighttime.
♥ Being sneaky
♥ the word 'Ragumuffin.'
My dislikes are:
♠ Rival gangs.
♠ The police, the law, things like that.
♠ Spoiled kids.
♠ School.
♠ Celery.
♠ People who ask personal questions, such as what I like and dislike."
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{{Material Girl...◘нσυѕє::"Well, I woundnt exactly call it a house..."
Ivy lives in an abandoned
ballet theater. It was only recently abandoned, so it's in pretty good condition. Inside, she has a mattress, a sleeping bag, a small desk, a broken mini fridge that she uses as a pantry, an old laptop, several books, and lots and lots of candles, as the lights don't work. Everything else electrical works though, and there is lots of extra stuff the dancers left. Most of the stuff Ivy has was from there. Ivy has been saving up money that she has either stolen or earned in temporary jobs to buy a small apartment, but she still has some ways to go.
◘ρнσηє:: "Just a cheap blackberry."
◘ρєтѕ:: "My dog,
Cody, and my cat,
Myste. They're so awesome!"
Ivy found Cody when he was a puppy, in an alleyway near the theater. She tried to pick him up, but he got defensive and started growling, do she went inside and tossed him a sausage. The next day, she did the same thing, and the day after that. Cody got more curious, and once wandered over to her while she was throwing the food. She gave him a pat, and then after a few more days, he wandered into the theater. From then on he wandered in and out daily, until he stayed permanently with Ivy.
Myste already stayed in the theater, but not with Ivy. She stayed in some secret corner of her own, and occasionally let Ivy pet her. But when she saw the dog start to come into the theater, instead of feeling afraid, she was curious. So she would sit and watch from a box, and than began coming more nearer to Ivy and Cody. Cody didn't try to hurt her, and Ivy gave her a muffin. So she came back for more muffins, and, like Cody, began to stay permanently with Ivy, and has been with her ever since.
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