Feb 17, 2022 2:24:28 GMT
ISA OLYMPIA ROSSI  the basics full name • Isa Olympia Rossi nicknames • nada age • seven birthday • February 29 occupation • student gender • female sexuality • unknown the appearance face claim• nada identifying features• With dark hair that falls in waves to below her shoulders, Isa has bright emerald green eyes. Has a prosthetic leg, so walks with a cane or crutches on a bad day. the personality likes • Freedom, Animals (just not bugs), Finding shapes in the clouds, Swimming, Singing. My Little Ponies (the type her grandmother had when she was a young). dislikes • Her wheelchair (makes her feel useless), People that blame their horses when they are just bad riders, Argumentative people (I ain't got time for that), Getting lost, Bugs strengths • Pretending the world isn’t ending. Riding weaknesses • Running (for obvious reasons), hates admitting to her own dreams • To ride in the Olympics fears • letting anyone close, small spaces (them and lack of mobility don't go together well) overall personality • Isa can be a bit of a Jekyll and Hyde in the personality department, as she can flick from friendly and charming to dark and brooding in the blink of an eye. People could say that this is because of the accident, yet she's sure that it's just her. Before the accident, Isa was really sweet and loving. Since then, she has built a firm wall between her and her heart, terrified that if she allows anyone, human or animal, into her heart, they will get hurt, just like her family and ponies. She struggles with asking for help, and because of this, she also struggles to let people into her bubble. She thinks that when people offer their assistance, it's easier for her to see them pitying her, rather than them trying to be a good friend. the history father • Evan Connor, deceased mother • Irene Connor, deceased siblings • Anton Connor, deceased important people • Not really, other than her social worker, Beverly, I guess. hometown • Rome, Italy overall history • Isa had been bitten by the horse-bug from an early age, which she supposed was because her grandmother was a showjumper, and Isa had been ringside since before she could walk, and rode in front of her grandmother from the moment she could sit up. While most girls were given dolls and prams for their second birthdays, Isa was given a spunky Welsh Pony. Once she had grown out of the lead-rein classes, Isa took competition by the reins, and wanted to be signed up for everything! Since her parents both had well-paying jobs; Evan an accountant and Irene a prosecutor lawyer, they were happy to buy their youngest child a string of ponies, and her older brother raced bikes, so he couldn’t complain about them doting on the girl. So she could travel long distances for shows, a tutor was hired to home-school Isa so that she didn’t miss out on the start of her schooling. It was on the journey home from one of these shows that life as she knew it changed for Isa. Not wanting to stop for the night, Evan drove the horse truck back toward Rome. The driver of a truck coming down a side road had fallen asleep, the only warning Evan got was a flash of lights before the truck hit the side of theirs. Isa awoke in the hospital to hear that the three ponies in the truck had been shot and her beloved parents were gone forever. As well as losing her parents she had her right leg amputated below the knee. Her twenty-one year old brother was given custody over the girl, but he blamed her for the loss of their parents and unable to handle both of their deaths and the new responsibilities that were now thrown at him, he burned the family stables down around himself, with his sisters' ponies inside. With no family to now look after her, Isa was placed into foster care, and once she was released from hospital, she was introduced to her social worker. Gone was the happy-go-lucky girl who had been racing a horse around a cross country course and then navigating her pony skilfully over a show jumping course, now she was angry with the world. She had the death of all her family members, including her ponies, at her feet, and she wasn’t sure that anyone would be safe if they got close to her. Isa didn’t stay in any foster home for long, she was labelled by adults as a petulant child who needed to get on with her life, and young Isa was so trapped in the past she just wanted to forget the rest of the world existed. the role player alias • Cara age •  other characters • let’s not go there… |
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