Post by Kata Harris on Feb 27, 2010 2:45:18 GMT -5
Character Profile:
Name: Katariina Harris
Nickname: Kata- hates being called by her full name.
Gender: Female
Race: Tau’ri
Age: 35
Martial Status: Single
Character Portrayal:
Other: Necklace, Besides her dog tags Kata wears a silver necklace that contains extra's of the medicine she takes every day, just in case something happens.
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Dark Green
Height: 5’7
Weight: 130 lbs.
Distinguishing Marks: Horse shoe shape birth mark on top of right shoulder, scar from car wreck that killed her father on left leg, it runs from her upper thigh down to her ankle.
Family:
Mother: Jenna Harris
Father: Roger Harris (deceased)
Brothers: (Both Older)
- Alec Harris
- Mark Harris
Sister: (Younger by three years)
- Meaghan Harris Reynolds
Other: Grandfather was a Colonel in Air force before he retired
Personality: Kata loves her family and friends, and will stick by them come hell or high water. She often doesn’t tell people thing because she doesn’t like to worry people around her. She has been called stubborn by some, that’s because she is in a good way. She believes in keeping true to your word, when you say your going to do something then you do it, no matter what it takes.
Likes: Flying, History, Coffee, Machines, Family and laughing, friends, sunsets, reading, learning even though she may not seem like it at time, fired chicken, cream corn and sweet tea.
Dislikes: Riding shotgun, blood transfusions, rude people, crashing, being cold, the “weird” Ancient Technology she is suddenly introduced to, Back Seat drivers
Fears: Open Spaces, bleeding to death.
Medical Condition: Kata “suffers” from long-term anemia; every few weeks she has to have her red blood cell count checked, she keeps the count up by taking a strong form of an iron supplement daily.
Planet of Origin:Earth
Country Name: United States of America
Current Occupation: Captain in the United States Air Force, Fighter Pilot
Faction: Atlantis (?)
Base of Operations: Atlantis
Former : Moody Air Force Base, Valdosta, Georgia
Current: n/a
Team Mates: n/a
Enemies: None human that she is aware of, and none outside the human race right now.
Friends:
History:
Katariina Marie Harris was born on November 27, (Insert year that goes with age here), in Perry, Georgia. Her mother was a librarian and her father was a the owner of the local repair shop; she was the middle child of four kids, she had two older twin brothers and one younger sister. Growing up she spent more time in her dad’s shop than any of the Harris kids; her brothers had other things to do and her sister was more interested in how many time she could dress up Barbie.
Kata went thru school like any other child; everything came with ease to her. When she was in her second year of high school her grandfather died, it was at his funeral that she began to get interested in the Air Force. Two Years later she graduated, the first thing she did after getting her diploma was join the Air Force, the second was shatter her fibula in a car wreck. The Wreck delayed her plans for a while: her father was gone with her to the recruitment center on their way back home a drunk driver ran the light and t-boned the car that Kata and her father were in. Roger Harris was killed instantly, while Kata was thrown from the car. She was in the hospital for two months; it was there she learned of her anemia. As soon as she was cleared, Kata was off to the Academy.
ATA Gene: Born with it, and recently found out that she had the gene.
Branch: United States Air Force
Rank: Captain
Job: Pilot
Years in Service: 17 years
Medals: Air Medal, Air and Space Campaign Medal, Combat Readiness Medal, Air Force Overseas Short Tour Ribbon, Pilot Wings.
Anything else: Excellent Pilot, and a decent mechanic when it comes to fixing things.
RP Sample:
Sweat rolled down her back, but she didn’t mind, after living eighteen years in the sticky humidity that was know as a Southern Summer she learn to deal with the heat. It was a comfort; even though Moody was only a few miles away, nothing compared to being home with her family.
The worm screen door groaned, Kata didn’t look over from where she sat on the porch swing, she kept staring out into the yard, not to far off in the distance she could see the heat lightening, flashing every so often like runway lights on a dark night. “Your father would be so proud of you, you know that right?” her mother slowly walked across the porch to the railing, “We are all proud of you,” she added, her eyes watching the last fireflies dance thru the dark. Kata smiled and stood to go stand beside her mother, “Ya’ll raised me.... all of us well,” she replied leaning against the rail like her mother.
The older woman shrugged, silence filled the space between the two for a couple of minutes, muted thunder sounded from a few miles away. “Looks like anotha storm tonight,” Kata nodded, “That’s one thing I’ll miss about this place, summers hot and winters not so bad. I don’t know about Colorado… or where I’m headed,”
Her mother turned to face her, “Now if you go anywhere else you write me, you hear?” she said her voice firm, Kata nodded, “Yes ma’am, No ma’am I will not pull another trick like I did, with telling you about where I was stationed till Christmas,” Stupid thing she did waiting to tell her mother she was in Europe in route to the Middle East, the memory of the phone call came to mind. Not pretty.
“Good. Now would you like me to pack some of the leftovers from tonight, Meg said she didn’t want to take the chicken home, and if you don’t take it then the boys will eat it, and I don’t know what type of food they have where ever your going”. That was typical of her mother, thirty years as a librarian and she couldn’t remember where a state was, but what could she expect of a woman who lived her whole life in a small town.
“I don’t think they will allow fried chicken and cream corn on a plane, let the boys take it,” she told her as a bolt of lighting cut across the darking sky. A cool breeze blew over the two women where they stood: the rain was about to come. Kata sensed her mothers posture stiffen, she was never one to let her children just go off with out her knowing, Kata new she wasn’t happy about her new assignment, but what could she do to change it?
Kata kept staring out into the darkness, her eyes watching the lightening each time it lit up the sky. She had once flown thru a storm to get her plane back to base, when she hit the tarmac it had started raining so hard she had to wait out the storm in the cockpit, hoping lightening didn’t hit her craft. A soft hand gently covered hers: “You promise to stay safe?” her mother whispered, Kata fought the urge to ask why she worried after all these years? But she didn’t, it was better to keep those kinds of thoughts to herself when it came to things that troubled her mother, Kata squeezed the veiny hand, “You know I can’t make promises, but you can have my word I will do my best to stay flying.” Her mother just nodded before turning and heading back inside.
Then it was only Kata again, thunder rumbled across the land, seconds later the first drops of rain started hitting the tin roof, she went back to the swing, sat down and looked out into the rain.
Name: Katariina Harris
Nickname: Kata- hates being called by her full name.
Gender: Female
Race: Tau’ri
Age: 35
Martial Status: Single
Character Portrayal:
Other: Necklace, Besides her dog tags Kata wears a silver necklace that contains extra's of the medicine she takes every day, just in case something happens.
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Dark Green
Height: 5’7
Weight: 130 lbs.
Distinguishing Marks: Horse shoe shape birth mark on top of right shoulder, scar from car wreck that killed her father on left leg, it runs from her upper thigh down to her ankle.
Family:
Mother: Jenna Harris
Father: Roger Harris (deceased)
Brothers: (Both Older)
- Alec Harris
- Mark Harris
Sister: (Younger by three years)
- Meaghan Harris Reynolds
Other: Grandfather was a Colonel in Air force before he retired
Personality: Kata loves her family and friends, and will stick by them come hell or high water. She often doesn’t tell people thing because she doesn’t like to worry people around her. She has been called stubborn by some, that’s because she is in a good way. She believes in keeping true to your word, when you say your going to do something then you do it, no matter what it takes.
Likes: Flying, History, Coffee, Machines, Family and laughing, friends, sunsets, reading, learning even though she may not seem like it at time, fired chicken, cream corn and sweet tea.
Dislikes: Riding shotgun, blood transfusions, rude people, crashing, being cold, the “weird” Ancient Technology she is suddenly introduced to, Back Seat drivers
Fears: Open Spaces, bleeding to death.
Medical Condition: Kata “suffers” from long-term anemia; every few weeks she has to have her red blood cell count checked, she keeps the count up by taking a strong form of an iron supplement daily.
Planet of Origin:Earth
Country Name: United States of America
Current Occupation: Captain in the United States Air Force, Fighter Pilot
Faction: Atlantis (?)
Base of Operations: Atlantis
Former : Moody Air Force Base, Valdosta, Georgia
Current: n/a
Team Mates: n/a
Enemies: None human that she is aware of, and none outside the human race right now.
Friends:
History:
Katariina Marie Harris was born on November 27, (Insert year that goes with age here), in Perry, Georgia. Her mother was a librarian and her father was a the owner of the local repair shop; she was the middle child of four kids, she had two older twin brothers and one younger sister. Growing up she spent more time in her dad’s shop than any of the Harris kids; her brothers had other things to do and her sister was more interested in how many time she could dress up Barbie.
Kata went thru school like any other child; everything came with ease to her. When she was in her second year of high school her grandfather died, it was at his funeral that she began to get interested in the Air Force. Two Years later she graduated, the first thing she did after getting her diploma was join the Air Force, the second was shatter her fibula in a car wreck. The Wreck delayed her plans for a while: her father was gone with her to the recruitment center on their way back home a drunk driver ran the light and t-boned the car that Kata and her father were in. Roger Harris was killed instantly, while Kata was thrown from the car. She was in the hospital for two months; it was there she learned of her anemia. As soon as she was cleared, Kata was off to the Academy.
ATA Gene: Born with it, and recently found out that she had the gene.
Branch: United States Air Force
Rank: Captain
Job: Pilot
Years in Service: 17 years
Medals: Air Medal, Air and Space Campaign Medal, Combat Readiness Medal, Air Force Overseas Short Tour Ribbon, Pilot Wings.
Anything else: Excellent Pilot, and a decent mechanic when it comes to fixing things.
RP Sample:
Sweat rolled down her back, but she didn’t mind, after living eighteen years in the sticky humidity that was know as a Southern Summer she learn to deal with the heat. It was a comfort; even though Moody was only a few miles away, nothing compared to being home with her family.
The worm screen door groaned, Kata didn’t look over from where she sat on the porch swing, she kept staring out into the yard, not to far off in the distance she could see the heat lightening, flashing every so often like runway lights on a dark night. “Your father would be so proud of you, you know that right?” her mother slowly walked across the porch to the railing, “We are all proud of you,” she added, her eyes watching the last fireflies dance thru the dark. Kata smiled and stood to go stand beside her mother, “Ya’ll raised me.... all of us well,” she replied leaning against the rail like her mother.
The older woman shrugged, silence filled the space between the two for a couple of minutes, muted thunder sounded from a few miles away. “Looks like anotha storm tonight,” Kata nodded, “That’s one thing I’ll miss about this place, summers hot and winters not so bad. I don’t know about Colorado… or where I’m headed,”
Her mother turned to face her, “Now if you go anywhere else you write me, you hear?” she said her voice firm, Kata nodded, “Yes ma’am, No ma’am I will not pull another trick like I did, with telling you about where I was stationed till Christmas,” Stupid thing she did waiting to tell her mother she was in Europe in route to the Middle East, the memory of the phone call came to mind. Not pretty.
“Good. Now would you like me to pack some of the leftovers from tonight, Meg said she didn’t want to take the chicken home, and if you don’t take it then the boys will eat it, and I don’t know what type of food they have where ever your going”. That was typical of her mother, thirty years as a librarian and she couldn’t remember where a state was, but what could she expect of a woman who lived her whole life in a small town.
“I don’t think they will allow fried chicken and cream corn on a plane, let the boys take it,” she told her as a bolt of lighting cut across the darking sky. A cool breeze blew over the two women where they stood: the rain was about to come. Kata sensed her mothers posture stiffen, she was never one to let her children just go off with out her knowing, Kata new she wasn’t happy about her new assignment, but what could she do to change it?
Kata kept staring out into the darkness, her eyes watching the lightening each time it lit up the sky. She had once flown thru a storm to get her plane back to base, when she hit the tarmac it had started raining so hard she had to wait out the storm in the cockpit, hoping lightening didn’t hit her craft. A soft hand gently covered hers: “You promise to stay safe?” her mother whispered, Kata fought the urge to ask why she worried after all these years? But she didn’t, it was better to keep those kinds of thoughts to herself when it came to things that troubled her mother, Kata squeezed the veiny hand, “You know I can’t make promises, but you can have my word I will do my best to stay flying.” Her mother just nodded before turning and heading back inside.
Then it was only Kata again, thunder rumbled across the land, seconds later the first drops of rain started hitting the tin roof, she went back to the swing, sat down and looked out into the rain.
Personal for the player:
Name, Nickname, or Alias: Britt, Jackson, Doc, Ozzy, Hawk, Sam, I have many names…
How did you find us: Google Baby!!
Male or Female: Female
Have your role-played before? If So, how long: counts fingers Wow… I never thought the day would come I could say I have been role-playing for nine years!
Read over the rules yet?: First thing I looked up
What’s my favorite episode, series, character and quote: I believe this is not a fair question. I love Atlantis and SG1; Universe has never really got my attention.
Comments: Nothing at all.
Name, Nickname, or Alias: Britt, Jackson, Doc, Ozzy, Hawk, Sam, I have many names…
How did you find us: Google Baby!!
Male or Female: Female
Have your role-played before? If So, how long: counts fingers Wow… I never thought the day would come I could say I have been role-playing for nine years!
Read over the rules yet?: First thing I looked up
What’s my favorite episode, series, character and quote: I believe this is not a fair question. I love Atlantis and SG1; Universe has never really got my attention.
Comments: Nothing at all.
