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Eurasian Otter
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| KIT EZRA |
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THE BASICS FULL NAME: Kit Leona Ezra
NICKNAME: Ezra. If you ever call her anything along the lines of “kitty” she will eviscerate you.
AGE: 24
BIRTHDAY: September 4th
GENDER: Female
PROFESSION: Homicide Detective
PLAYBY: Kate Beckinsale
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| THE ANIMAL |
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WE'RE ALL A BUNCH OF ANIMALS SPECIES: Eurasian Otter
OVERALL APPEARANCE: Usually wet, always pretty weasely.
DISTINGUISHING TRAITS: She’s a very good sized otter.
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| APPEARANCE |
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PAINT US A PICTURE
HAIR: Dark brown.
EYES: Brown.
BUILD: Long, spidery and kind of flat sometimes.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Her long, dark hair and her habit for overdressing. She wears aviators just about all the time, almost like they’re a security blanket – leaving them on while indoors sometimes, even while eating. Unless Gore is around. Because he would break them. She also kind of has man-hands.
OVERALL APPEARANCE: Kit (or Ezra, depending on how you know her) is not a tall woman, nor is she truly short. She stands at five eight, though she does go out of her way through the use of platform and heeled shoes to make herself taller. She’s got long legs, and one could almost call her spidery for the sheer lack of wild curves to her form. She’s not boyish, or adolescent in her shape by any means, but her body lacks a certain curve that other women seem to take, and men seem to admire; much to her dismay.
She was a very awkward, gangly, somewhat goof-ish looking youngster and it led her to an active life outdoors instead of inside with the other pretty girls at school – and it shows in the bumps and chuffs on her knees and elbows as well as in the tans she gets naturally. She is pale during the winters, but a bit darker in the summers and the freckles that she does have tend to stand out with further exposure to the sun.
She has natural brown hair, which during her teen years she sought to get treated, but in the more recent years of her life she has simply let grow.
She has high, sleek cheek bones and wide expressive eyes with high, harsh, slender eyebrows with a very straight, but upturned nose that makes her face even more delicate.
TYPICAL DRESS: She has a way about her in that she consistently over-dresses. She wears a lot of pantsuits, mostly because she spends a great deal of time in work clothes and often times runs in and out of the station at a moment’s notice. When she does dress down, she dresses way down, typically lounging in a pair of pilfered male’s swimming trunks and t-shirts she’s had so long she can’t remember where they came from.
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| PERSONALITY |
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WHO ARE YOU?
Kit Ezra is a very two sided person – though this is not to be confused with two faced. She separates herself very clearly down a very specific line within herself, though few people on the outside actually recognize this, and the number of people who see, and understand her dual sided personality are even fewer.
There is Kit, and then there is Ezra. Ezra is the face most people see of her in her day to day life; she’s caustic, harsh and sometimes overcritical, a little bitter and cranky, she has trouble taking her own life seriously it might seem. She’s ultra professional at work, because she is a female in the homicide unit; a hard place to get for females and on top of this her totem, the otter, is not one typically tied with police work.
She has seen sexism in a grandiose amount and naturally she has been exposed to it continuously since her enrollment in college and subsequently the police academy. So, naturally she is a bit sexist herself but surprisingly, she is sexist towards women instead of men. She has proven herself among her peers through blood and sweat and a great deal of psychological stress, she has commanded her respect and she continues to do so within the department.
This attitude carries over into a great deal of her day to day dealings with the public, she likes to be self sufficient and will rarely allow anyone to do anything for her that she can feasibly do herself, and she pushes herself to do more things than she really should, sometimes.
This habit has walked her right to the point of several breakdowns, but through her stubborn pride she has picked herself up and carried herself beyond those breakdowns, and strengthened herself through that masochistic tenacity.
She’s a perfectionist by nature, and this trait skewers that line between her public face and her private face. Things have to be done right, and they have to be done thoroughly – it is not only a pride point, but a near compulsion, she gets cranky and agitated when rushed through anything. However, she has developed the ability to work both quickly, and astoundingly efficiently because of her outrageous standards and ideals – she excels in anything she sets her mind to thanks to this trait.
She is unwilling to be too feminine at work, mostly because of the company she keeps at work and her fear that she will lose the respect of her mostly male co-workers. She grew up a tomboy, with an older brother she idolized while he tried to bully her into acting more like a girl and less like him and it only half worked. Understandably, she has lived most of her life as a tomboy, toughening herself up out of a desperation to escape her own adolescently awkward reflection while most girls were turning from those long limbed, spidery little things into graceful, pretty young girls who looked like they belonged in dresses and makeup, and with boys admiring them. She will never admit this to anyone, much preferring to mock, harass and belittle those prettier girls and violently, brutally hassle those boys to the point of tears.
She is aware of the fact that she has finally grown out of that sexless, awkward stage of adolescence and she’s turned into a woman, though she’s hesitant to admit that she is a good looking woman, particularly at work. As a resultant, she dresses harshly, she’s crass, obnoxious, sometimes downright insensitive and violent but it’s through a very deeply rooted insecurity that she acts in this way at all.
She’s unwilling to admit that she’s insecure. Very, very, vehemently unwilling.
She could probably get a boyfriend if she tried, but she’s so resistant to taking up that vulnerable position, despite the fact she is vulnerable that she makes herself completely untouchable.
This resistance to weakness carries into many things, including the way she handles both fear and anger in public situations. When she’s frightened of something she can’t admit it easily, and she will not run from it. Instead, in a moment of blind, often times reckless anger spawned by her fear she charges headlong into a situation that probably deserves much more finesse than she is handling it with.
Her anger is a much different story.
In most situations, she is a patient woman, despite her tendencies to be a bit crabby. It takes a lot to get her truly angered, because she is insistent on keeping herself away from that level of insanity, for when she truly gets angry she gets ridiculous. She will explode, and become loud, venomous, violent and vengeful without any sort of sight for mercy or forgiveness. Her anger has to peter out on its own, and depending on the situation this may happen within moments of her explosion, or it may never happen at all. She holds long, hard, nasty grudges and long after one may assume she has forgiven and forgotten them for their trespasses, she is still clenching her teeth and waiting for the day they get hit by a bus.
If the reader has not gathered yet, it would be wise to observe that, Ms. Ezra, has the emotional functionality of a brick. It should also be noted, that when confronted with this idea, Ms. Ezra can hardly be pressed to care.
Surprisingly, though this seems enough negativity to fit into three separate people, there is still more to Kit Ezra, another side of her being altogether that only those who are closest to her in her family aware of.
She doesn’t have any friends. She cannot keep them.
With her family she is Kit, she is nurturing, she is giving, she is self-sacrificing to a fault. She would literally give everything in her ownership, and beyond to anyone of those family members. She is eager to please, and desperate to keep these people close to her for fear they will detect just how flawed she is and abandon her.
She would sacrifice the food on her plate to these people, were they to tell her they were still hungry even after they had finished their double helping of a meal – though she would be somewhat sad to part with her food.
She loses a little bit of that bitterness, that tendency to be cruel and she becomes inquisitive and carefree, far more interested in her father, her brothers, her sister than herself. She is playful, and light spirited, and humorous though she does still retain that habit for picking on people – though it is not so cruel, and it is meant in the most loving of ways. She does not feel the need to prove herself capable most of the time around them, because they recognize that she is capable. They respect her and she is not likely to lose that respect, thusly she can be free to be herself.
Her father and her brothers, particularly Gore are her role models, they are her literal heroes. They are gods in her eyes, and for anyone to attempt and hurt them, or insult them will be hit with the backlash of that acidic rage and a firestorm the likes of biblical proportions. Her sister is her greatest friend, whom she also idolizes, confides in and relies on for the reality checks that she does need. Without her sister, Megan, she would literally be nowhere.
With Megan, and through her brother’s wild bullying Kit can even embrace a more feminine side of herself; she will wear dresses, makeup, she indulges in herself instead of simply doing what is most comfortable for her to do. The resultant is a freedom and a joy in her gender and her life that increases her confidence, and helps her with her insecurities.
It also makes her weak to the random, dishearteningly expensive shopping binges.
Despite this apparent improvement compared to her personality when in public, there is still a very deep problem Kit deals with, though she hides this extremely well.
She hides emotions, bottling them, scraping them, burrowing them away into her very core where they rot, they fester, breeding behind a marginally functioning, double set of faces to develop into a dark, abysmal cesspool of monsters. She will not admit when she is hurt, she hides it. She will not confront her fears on any level deeper than that surface chase and they find a comfortable home in her heart. She has struggles with emotions she cannot process, she cannot deal with, and she will turn in on herself to hide that darkness, that deep, ever growing, festering wellspring of dysfunction.
Her demons have a tight hold on her, and she’s too proud, too secretive to ever ask for help in escaping their murderous grasp.
- STRENGTHS: She’s got the emotional functionality of a brick – and with her line of work this is a strength, she’s a hard worker, humble, exceedingly proud and thorough. She’s neat and orderly, and has a surprising wellspring of random knowledge and common sense.
- WEAKNESSES: She’s proud to a fault, she overworks herself, she will not admit defeat and she cannot share a real moment with many people. She is self-destructive emotionally, shunning the importance of her emotions and her happiness for what she thinks is right, and easy.
- LIKES: Working, swimming, hiking, spending time with her family, gardening, reading books, video games, seeing horror films or reading horror novels, thunderstorms and severe weather, cool weather and water, roughhousing, cooking, food.
- DISLIKES: Traffic, snakes, hot arid weather, too many sunny days without rain, being snuck up on, caves, onions, lasagna, being manhandled, being accused of lying, being ignored, bills, intrusive questions, tangled sheets, wet socks, being thirsty, too much attention, compliments, flattery, pretzels and pork chops.
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| HISTORY |
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HOW DID YOU GET HERE?
Joseph Ezra, a traffic officer with a horse totem, started dating a woman named Dolores Zachar. Dolores had a rabbit for a totem, which should have foretold disaster in the very beginning. The two met innocently enough, and she seemed like a very good woman, offering to help Joseph care for an ex’s child when she died and paperwork gave Joseph custody of Anson Jennings.
Dolores, Joseph and Anson lived happily together for quite a while, before Dolores got pregnant, and the couple had a large, healthy young baby named Gore.
Up to this point, things in the Ezra household were easy to understand, but then they quickly got confusing.
Dolores left in a flurry one night following a fight with Joseph about their waning relationship, and his lack of passion for her. She took Gore with her, leaving Anson and Joseph on their own. Both boys, both Anson and Gore were still very, very young – Gore was just barely a year old and Anson only two.
Dolores and Gore were gone for a few years, and in those years Joseph just happened across another child, a young girl whom had been found at a crime scene and was being turned over to child services. Joseph, the bleeding heart that he was, felt a compassion and a pity for the girl whom had just lost her parents, and that led him to adopt her before she could be placed into the custody of someone else, and after she had been mentally evaluated.
At a loss as for what to tell Anson, Joseph was on his way home with the two year old Kit, when he got a phone call from the police station alerting him that Dolores had been taken into custody for drunken and disorderly conduct, and Joseph would need to pick up Gore.
Joseph of course turned around and went to pick Gore up from the police station.
When he arrived home with two new children, Joseph did the only thing that the confused, slightly overwhelmed single parent could think to do and he lied to all three of them; though only one of them, Anson, would really retain it.
Upon being asked where they came from, and why Joseph had gone to get two new children Anson looked distraught, and Joseph could only think to say “They’re mine.”
In the years that would follow, Joseph would continue with the lie, despite how wild, how ridiculous it seemed. He told all three children they were his, only because Anson’s memory held so well to that idea and he couldn’t stand the idea of being accused of lying to his children, by his children so he continued the lie. He told them all they were his children, by means of separate mothers though in reality, Gore was his only real, true blood related child seeing as his ex wife had been just as promiscuous as he did not know Dolores was.
The three children grew up close, despite Joseph’s constant worry over the truth somehow wriggling its way out, until eventually the story he told to his children, and everyone around him was so familiar that he started to forget that it was actually all a great, big, stupid lie.
When Anson was eight, Gore seven and Kit six Joseph brought home yet again, another child.
Joseph, working a double one evening, was called to the scene of a domestic dispute gone completely insane. A woman he had once been in a relationship with was brandishing a steak knife at her husband, who was threatening her with a shovel.
In the middle of all of this drunken, disorderly insanity there was a crying young girl, swaddled in pink and clinging for dear life to a very unsympathetic, smiling plastic pony.
Upon breaking up the fight – which he had to do forcefully, and got whapped with the shovel over, Joseph took both parents into custody for assault with a dangerous object, and was left to try and comfort the little girl and her pony while non-existant relatives were contacted.
Sitting with the little girl, whose name he learned was Megan, and her pony named Nibbles he learned from another officer that this was not the first time Megan, Nibbles, and her ridiculous parents had been in the station on account of domestic issues.
Further investigation into the incident, and the household ended with Megan being seized by social workers, and Joseph once again was weakened by his extremely large heart, and he ended up taking custody of Megan and while removing the young girl from the house, her mother, one of his many, many insane exes just so happened to scream for everyone to hear what should have been privileged, private information – telling him that Megan was really his child.
Of course Joseph immediately doubted this, because the woman was unhinged, but Megan heard this, and attached herself to him with a joyful scream about finally finding her ‘Daddy’.
Obviously, poor, soft hearted Joseph couldn’t tell this little girl that he was taking home to live with him that he was not her Daddy, when apparently this lunatic of a woman had been telling her all her life the man raising her was not her father and then subsequently screaming on the day her daughter was being taken from her, that the man who was intending to adopt her was her father.
He took her home, and told his other three confused, slightly hesitant children – who all assumed that he had gone to get a new child in place of one of them (Gore’s idea) – that Megan was also, one of his children.
Interestingly enough, at a much later date Joseph had the paternity tested for Megan and it was confirmed that she was not his child, though he would never admit this to any of them.
Obviously, confusion in the Ezra house was a very, very typical thing.
Joseph did not force any of the other children to change their names, he gave them all the option of doing so once they got older, as he figured he did not have the right to make that decision and all three of them denied that chance; seeing as they were comfortable, and used to have their names as they were.
Kit was the only child to share Joseph’s last name through a simple and very thorough lawyer who died shortly after he helped Joseph finalize the adoption, and all paperwork documenting the name change was very well hidden after evidence arose in the case concerning Kit, revealing that her original family might have been the targets of an arranged murder – and such news made people in the department, including Joseph nervous for her safety.
Obviously, none of the children know they have been adopted, and despite their rocky starts none of them were negatively affected in the long run. Joseph has, however, suffered quite a bit of anxiety over the whole ordeal.
The children all grew up close, particularly Gore and Kit. Kit idolized Gore, even while Gore picked on her and terrorized the living daylights out of her. They teamed up, and wreaked havoc on the neighborhood and on their siblings while Joseph worked wild, long shifts to feed all four children on a humble city police officer’s meager pay – which tax write offs for his children and a generous father helped boslter.
They all attended the same private boarding school, and very little of notable merit occurred to any of them during these formative years. Anson was the high school’s pride quarterback and man-slut, Gore played a very mean, violent offense linebacker and became the outdoor education teacher’s best friend. Kit became obsessed to the point of being an authentic stalker with a handsome, charming political titan in New York that she would never meet, and Megan became the veritable science freak – the science freak to out freak all other science freaks. She was also targeted by a large number of bullies, one in particular who claimed he loved her.
Kit briefly joined the swim team, but quickly found that simply because she had an affinity for swimming through her totem did NOT mean that she was going to enjoy the rigorous, insane schedule that the swim coach demanded she keep.
She was a bit of a bully, and an outsider. A history freak and political lunatic, she didn’t really attempt to fit in, rather she made things worse for herself by down talking other people, and harassing people she really liked. She got into a few altercations that went unchecked, but nothing spiraled out of control for her.
She had few friends outside of her siblings, not a single boyfriend, and did not attend any of the school dances without being forcefully bullied by Gore, who would tell her it was “What girls like to do.”
The four grew, happily, with the typical bumps and dramas in their lives and a loving father and grandparents, in a wonderful environment.
They spent long, lazy summers at a lake house several hours outside of Saxis, a beautiful heirloom in the family.
Anson graduated from high school first, naturally and there was a large celebration. Kit had her first, very short-lived romance that summer with an older boy that lived down around the lake for that season. She never saw him again following this brief, hesitant and incomplete romance as he moved off to Los Angeles to chase down the dream of fame and fortune.
Anson spirited off to attend college that school year, breaking up the happy band of four and for a while, things were a little strange but the trio left at the school settled back down, only just before Gore graduated the next year.
Kit and Megan graduated together, and like the boys immediately set to school. Kit pursued a criminal justice degree, and shortly after attaining this degree she enrolled in the police academy.
This was an obvious turning point in her life, and she changed a bit mentally and quite a bit physically not only because of the physical demands her schooling and future job would entail, but also as she finally grew out of her gangly, boyish looks.
Naturally, she received foreign attention for her sudden blossom into a woman, and it unnerved her. She was rather, and still is rather, unpracticed with romance, and even a bit mean and unsympathetic with would be suitors but it does not stem from an actual dislike for those interested, but rather a fear and a lack of knowledge of how to handle a man.
She spent a few required months in a uniform, working as a traffic officer and responding to emergency calls. When she took her test to place as a detective, she passed and the family threw a large party. She moved quickly from a burglary detective, to a homicide and major crimes unit where she intends to stay.
She keeps in regular contact with her family – her two brothers work within fifty yards from her in the police station in the special weapons and tactics unit, her father works closer than that in the traffic unit, and Megan lives in the city, working as a literal baby sitter for a grown man.
She purchased her own apartment not long after getting her certification as a detective, however, she spends very little time there – in fact, six of seven nights of the week she spends at home with her father, finding herself reluctant to leave the aging, soft hearted man alone.
Her brothers and Megan (when she can find the time) seem of the same mindset.
Kit is happy now where she is, and oddly enough has no major goals for her future – she is set with where and what she is.
- FAMILY: Joseph Ezra, Anson Jennings, Gore Zachar, Megan Haner.
- FRIENDS: Megan Haner, Nathan Black, Lukas Vernesen
- LOVE INTERESTS: None.
- PETS: She has a pet pig, his name is Gore and some people call him her brother.
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| THE BEAST |
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NOW, WHO'S THE REAL ANIMAL...
NAME: Prawnkus
AGE: 4
OTHER CHARACTERS?: Judas Vant, William Zale, Nathan Black, Rowen Winter
TIME ZONE: CMT
BEST METHOD OF CONTACT: Leave a message with my receptionist. |
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