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[Aster]

Name; Dmitry Kat Boroski; Demi, as she's know to many, was named by her single mother who's always wished that her name was Dmitry. When she turned to an official adult, she thought about changing her current name - Clara - to Dmitry, but reluctantly decided to leave it be out of respect for her failing mother. 'Kat,' is short for Katherine, her grandmother's name. Boroski was her father's last name, and so, of course, it is her's.
Nickname; Demi. However, if you're not her friend and she hears you calling her this, she'll have something to say about it.
Gender; Female. Demi is definitely female, all though she went through a period of depression when she was a young teenager, and thought about cross-dressing.
Age; 22, and three quarters.
Birthday; July 3rd; she was born in the afternoon at exactly three o' five.
Sexual Orientation; Heterosexual.
Occupation; A citizen.
Ethnicity; Half-Asian and half-Caucasian.
Nationality; Wherever this RP is based at.
Religion; Atheist.
Thoughts on the Government; She's uncertain on where she stands right now on this.





Height; 5'5
Weight; 135.5
Hair Color; A deep brown-black. Pretty, but not especially unique.
Eye Color; Imagine a dark hazel color, ringed by a burnt brown, with bits of black and gold accents.
Skin Color; A light golden color. She's never been a fan of it, and looks on wistfully at the beautiful white skin of other woman.
Modifications; Her earlobes are pierced, never to be seen without her trademark golden hoops. Along with that, her cartilages are also pierced on both ears. She has no tattoos, or other piercings.
Jewelry; Demi wears a simple silver necklace that features a delicate flower of metal.
Detailed Description; Demi is about average height. This has always been a sore spot with her, with her thinking that if she could only grow taller, at least she would be able to combat the height of the other woman her age, if not their beauty. Yes; it's the cliche, 'Don't tell me I'm beautiful, because I'm not, but I am, really, I just don't think so.' And she is beautiful, in an exotic way. With her skin always glowing as if it's just been kissed by the sun, she shouldn't have any fears about the other woman outshining her. She has long, lean legs, well-muscled from her childhood when she had loved to run, somehow finding joy in physically exhausting herself. She would wake up when the sun was still down and the birds just starting to sing, get dressed, and then quietly slip outside for a bit of prior dawn exercise. Her arms are a bit shorter, though just as well-muscled, ending on small wrists that lead to graceful hands with lean fingers.

Her upper body is a bit of the usual: slender torso, curvy sides, wide hips that end in rounded points. She has a slender neck, but it's short - too short she feels. Her face starts off with a long, pointed chin, and it blossoms upwards to form thin cheeks that fill up when she smiles. A thin upper lip and rather plumper bottom one stained forever a girlish pink make up her lips, and her nose is a dainty thing, ending with a slight turn upwards. High cheek bones softened in the skin around them angle overhead. Her eyes are a beautiful hazel, starred by long, black eyelashes. Her two eyebrows are dark streaks of color over her eyes. Now, her facial skin: a big sore-point with Demi. When she was younger, she had flawless, unblemished skin, but she never washed it or took care of it, and so it broke out multiple times when she was a teenager and so has scarred her face. Irregular bumps interrupt her otherwise smooth forehead, along with multiple diminutive scars around her mouth and nose.

Her hair is naturally a pretty, but unoriginal dark brown-black. However, at the current moment it looks a bit messy, due to her experimenting with different dyes. First it was a ginger blonde, but she drowned out that dye under a vivid red within days. Then it was onto a deep auburn, and next a ghostly white that looked too washed out against her skin. Finally, she mournfully washed out all the dyes, though not very well. It's quite easy to tell, with her bangs still distinctly ginger, the back of her hair faintly red, and a subtle white here and there. Her hair doesn't exactly curl, but frizzes up, especially on the humid days. She keeps it under control with liberal use of hair spray, and continued tugging with a brush. At the current time, it's been cut in layers to fall over her shoulders, slightly wavy - mostly on the edges. It frames her fame nicely. She usually keeps it up out of her way in a elastic band, or leaves it down, without much fuss.

Her build is thin and light, and somehow sharp - angular shoulders and knees stand out prominently on her body. Demi holds herself slightly uncertainly, as if she's unsure where she's to go when she moves along. In all, her walk is really just that: she's not so graceful it's a glide, or so confident it's a strut. It's simply a walk. Demi could be called clumsy, as she's gotten into a habit of leaning on the sides of her feet as she strides along, and as you can imagine, it gets hard to balance. Several of the most humiliating situations in her life have happened when she's been unconsciously balancing on the sides of her feet. Now, onto her weight. Another thing about herself she feels could be improved. She's disheartened to see that women around four inches - give or take a few - are around the same weight as her, or even lower. This is a constant motivation to her to continue making up complex exercise programs that she usually gives up on every week or so.

Personality; Demi is complicated. At times she's moody, but at other's she's sentimental and sweet. Sometimes she acts tough, but the next moment she'll have tears in her eyes. But let's start simple. Demi is a not a loner, or a popular girl. She cares about her looks, but not so much that she'll wake up early to style her hair two hours before she has to get up; and instead of choosing to wear revealing or fashionable clothes, she prefers to just throw on the Tshirt on the top of the pile, and a pair of ragged jeans that hang loose around her hips. In other words, she's a tomboy. She's shy around strangers, but loud and social around people she knows. She makes friends relatively easily - definitely not an outsider. She's simply likable. She's a person who instinctively goes out of their way to please, and knows just the right thing to say to mend a overly harsh word, or a fight that seems unfixable. And she'll listen to your problems, giving people just what they want: someone to listen to them.

Sometimes she can talk on, and on, ecspecially when she feels that a awkward silence has fallen. She blushes a lot, and gets nervous and very quiet and stammer-y around cute boys. Sometimes Demi wakes up feeling depressed, or grumpy, and the mood continues on throughout the entire day. She'll find the feeling impossible to shake off, and clash with those who's personalities usually compliment her's. Some people find it surprising, but she can be rather outspoken. She'll fire her opinions out with poison on the edges - for when she cares about something or someone, she really cares about them/it. She won't stand by seeing them/it getting bashed, but will step in and state her opinions, even though sometimes things can end in a fight that she instigated. She can take care of herself, and won't break down crying if she gets hit a little too hard. Being the younger sibling of two rough older brothers, she's learned to be tough.

One of her weaknesses is that she's exceptionally lazy. When things get too tough, she will run away. She has talents in a lot of areas, including sports and the arts. Her mother used to be a musician, and taught her to sing at a young age. She could excel at much, but she simply doesn't put effort into anything. Demi is very artistic, but she prefers expressing her feelings through writing instead of painting or sculpting. She has a little leather-bound notebook that contains many random short stories and poetry that no one can understand but herself. She has a sarcastic streak, and a tendency to dwell on things said or done much later. Like a encounter with her crush: later, when she's in bed or just relaxing, she'll go over the memory, thinking, "Oh, I could have said this, and he would've thought me so witty!" If anything, Demi can be called a nerd. She's always striven to do well in the academic side of life, and is very defensive when the subject is brought up.

History; Let's start Demi's history off with saying that while her life hasn't exactly been a sob-fest, it certainly hasn't been a piece of cake, either. She was the third of three kids to be born by her single mom, who left her father after finding out he was cheating on her three years into Demi's life. Because of that, their family has always struggled financially, being kicked from apartment to apartment as her mother tried to work on her resume, and get a job that paid above minimum wage. Back then, Demi was the 'odd girl,' in school: the one who sometimes wore cloths that she had worn the day before because she didn't have any others.

Luckily, when she was in middle school, her mother managed to snag a job that paid relatively well, and they moved into a house of their very own. Unfortunately, she was fired when Demi was entering high-school after an argument with her boss on how it was unfair that a younger woman who did much less work but looked prettier got paid more. Demi received a scholarship to a local college, but dropped out to help support their family. She regrets it, but knows that her family could not have survived without her.

Relationships; None at the current moment.

Likes/Hates/Fears; Demi likes any food with sugar in it, and, as one might guess, hates vegetables and pretty much anything healthy. Though she can eat an apple and some strawberries without wincing, she's not a fan of any other fruit. She fears darkness, somehow thinking that as soon as the lights go off and the sun goes down, it's free range for all paranormal beings. While she won't admit to this fear in the daylight, anyone can tell how nervous she is in darkness. She's scared of bugs and pretty much anything that moves and doesn't have fur.





About Me; You can call me Atom or whatever you can think of. I'm a friendly person and have been RPing for several years, though, of course, not on CS. My time zone is Eastern Standard, and I get on periodically throughout a day. Sometimes I am online and do not reply to Rps because I don't have enough time to sufficiently put together my thoughts to form an RP post.

[eden .]

[ @atmosphere: accepted :3 Adding you now ]

[Artesian]

[@ Second_Choey: I've finished my first character, but since you have pretty stringent standards for the RP, I'd like to know if my character is acceptable before I start working on the second one. Could you take a look at Dr. Markov please? Thanks.]

[eden .]

[ artesian, I added him to the front. He should be there ]

[ lol guys, I think I might just make this an invite RP after spots are filled, so ask any random questions you want here. XD ]

[eden .]

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[eden .]

[ you've been added elyjah. Nice gif. *_* ]

[ bump. :3 ]

[~Erica~]

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[eden .]

[ sorry, I can't accept her. The rules say you can only have one charrie per group. You already have a citizen. ]

[~Erica~]

{oh really? my bad, must have forgotten about that one, alright then may I switch my two character's out possibly?}