Post by Deleted on Jun 26, 2010 21:26:46 GMT -5
[/color][/font]GOOD DAY! MALINA KREINE KACZMAREK present.
"Miecz przeznaczenia ma dwa ostrza. Jednym jesteś ty."[/color]
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o u t o f c h a r a c t e r
[/font][/color]Hello, I am PEACHES. I have been RPGing for 6 OR 7 YEARS.
Othere characters that I play are UNBORN.
If you need to contact me, please E-MAIL me at mysterious_artist_m@yahoo.com.
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i n c h a r a c t e r
name: Malina Kaczmarek
nicknames: Mimi, Mali
age: 17
occupation: student
t h e l o o k s
hair: Medium length and coppery red in color, with a slight curl at the ends that never faded from childhood.
eyes: Grey
build: She is five feet, five inches tall with a boyish build that was deemed fashionable in this era. However, her mother thinks she should have more "womanly curves." At times, Malina is inclined to agree.
distinguishing features: freckles spotting her very pale skin, hooded grey eyes.
face claim: Natalya Piro
t h e p e r s o n a l i t y
likes: Kolacz (a sort of Polish cake), Tea with honey, dancing, being flirted with, window shopping, music, the color red, living in such a big city, watching the sun rise, beautiful buildings, cars.
dislikes: discrimination because she's Jewish, discrimination because she's Polish, chewing gum, when flirting gets taken too far, being embarrassed, rude people, the smell of ham, having an accent, criticism, having mostly straight hair.
strengths: bilingual, determined, has a tomboyish streak, compassionate for others, protective
weaknesses: very gullible, easily swayed by the whims of her parents, extremely stubborn when she wants to be, bound to tradition, cute boys
overall personality: Malina is stuck at that clumsy transition between child and adult. She has the power to act as both, occasionally at the same time. She is a clown and loves to make people laugh, but she is also very mature and down-to-earth. First and foremost, she is often considered "old fashioned" by her peers, who have rejected tradition. Malina can't find it in her heart to do so. She grew up with tradition, but does have a rebellious streak that is longing to break the serious, "good girl" surface. Secondly, Malina is matronly. She has grown up in poverty and moved to a new country in hopes of discovering wealth...but finding herself no better off than the state in which she left Poland. She has a lot of sympathy for the other people who haven't got much and has a tendency to want to take care of them. A bad habit of hers is putting others before herself, no matter what the cost. Finally, Malina is very naive. She has grown up in the safety of a synagogue with the words of the Torah to protect her. Part of her wants to fight against this, but the other part can't bring herself to separate herself from tradition, because she knows it would break her parent's hearts.
t h e h i s t o r y
parents: Zygmund and Velvela Kaczmarek
siblings: A younger brother named Selig.
other significant people: None
hometown: Szczecin, Poland
history: Zygmund and Velvela were a match made in heaven. They grew up in a slum in Poland, in the same tenement building. Both were Orthodox Jews. They married in 1902. Their daughter, Malina, was born in 1903. Their early wedded life was a happy one, albeit centered around their Jewish faith. Malina was introduced into the Jewish community as a baby and would remain in it throughout her childhood. She went to a Seminary school and learned both English and Hebrew there. She also picked up on the Yiddish that her mother could fluently speak.
In 1910, when Malina was seven, two major changes occurred. Her brother, Selig was born and her father left to fight in the Great War. At that time, every soul in Poland had high hopes of regaining independence from the tyrants of Germany, Austria, and Russia. Zygmund returned from the war in 1916, due to an injury that left him unable to fight. He had been wounded with shrapnel in his leg that tore through muscle and barely avoided bone. His injured state didn't seem to matter to his family. They were simply glad he was home.
1916 was the year that the Kaczmarek family decided to leave their native country. The independence that everyone so longed for had not come. Instead, Poland was kept in a "puppet state," on the verge of freedom and totalitarian control. Also, there was a startling Anti-Semitic movement that was beginning to grow, directed at the Polish people from their German and Russian captors. That was when the Kaczmareks had enough. They sold everything they owned, save for some clothing and mementos....then immigrated to America.
a l i t t l e m o r e
member title: The Multilingualist
where did you hear about us? Wildwest
anything else? Genki desu ka?
password: -admin edit-
RPG sample:
The sun shone brightly overhead in the early morning sky, birds sang with their customary enthusiasm, and a gentle breeze, filled with exciting scents brushed across the town of St. Louis. It was destined to be a perfect day, albeit one that would have to go wasted. There was work to be done at the small bakery her parents owned. Velvela, her mother, shoved a small handful of coins into Malina's palm with a Yiddish request for ingredients to make Tsimmis. With a quick nod, Malina was out the door.
She took her sweet time walking to the grocer's, though he was just a few streets away. She was in no hurry to get back to the shop, roll up her sleeves, and plunge into an endless day of baking. Day in and day out...that was all she did. There was never any time for fun. Just baking, school, and Sabbath. Sabbath, baking and school. There were times when she wanted to just...break out of that dull routine. She wanted to go with her friends out to dances or whatever it was that they did on Friday nights. It was the first time in her life that she had gone to a mixed-gender, public, non-Seminary school. Her parents didn't really like it, especially with the new theory of evolution being taught and religion being banned in the building. But...there simply weren't any Seminaries in the area. Even if there were, it would bring heavy -- and potentially dangerous discrimination. People over here were just as anti-semitic as they were back in Poland. Some things never ceased to change.
She took her sweet time walking to the grocer's, though he was just a few streets away. She was in no hurry to get back to the shop, roll up her sleeves, and plunge into an endless day of baking. Day in and day out...that was all she did. There was never any time for fun. Just baking, school, and Sabbath. Sabbath, baking and school. There were times when she wanted to just...break out of that dull routine. She wanted to go with her friends out to dances or whatever it was that they did on Friday nights. It was the first time in her life that she had gone to a mixed-gender, public, non-Seminary school. Her parents didn't really like it, especially with the new theory of evolution being taught and religion being banned in the building. But...there simply weren't any Seminaries in the area. Even if there were, it would bring heavy -- and potentially dangerous discrimination. People over here were just as anti-semitic as they were back in Poland. Some things never ceased to change.
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