Kimber Ramsden

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Behind The Scenes,
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About the character.

``Name;;
Kimber Grace Ramsden

``Nicknames;;
Kim, Kimmy. But she prefers Kimber

``Age;;
Eighteen

``Gender;;
Female

``Birthday;;
December 14th

``Grade;;
Senior

``Heritage;;
Irish, English

``Orientation;;
Straight

Appearance.

``Eyes;;
Blue, usually cold

`` Hair;;
Red hair, usually in a braid or curly, about to shoulders.

``Height;;
Five foot five inches

``Weight;;
One hundred and thirty nine pounds, not that it’s any of your business.

``Body Type;;
Fit she likes to keep fit, slight with subtle curves that she is aware of.

``Skin Color;;
Pale, not a porcelain look. More like a healthy pink color with some freckles here and there. But not over loaded.

``Tattoos/piercings/scars;;
She has no tattoos and the only thing pierced is her ears. Maybe a tiny scar on her knee from when she fell off her bike.

``Dress style;;
Kimber likes to look well put together. She rarely wears jeans and when she does she makes sure they have no holes and aren’t wrinkly. She irons every piece of her wardrobe right after it’s done in the dryer. She likes things to have order and that isn’t lost in her look. Kimber likes the summer months the best surprisingly, because that is the season she gets to wear dresses. She’s a big girly girl. She likes light colors like pale blues, pinks, yellows, and cream whites. She will occasionally pull out the black and gray if it’s a rainy day or winter. She can usually be seen in wool pants or skirts. She likes earrings and necklaces. If she’s alone in her dorm she likes to be in pj shorts and a tank top. Thats the only time I think she doesn’t look too dressed up, besides if she’s on a run or working out.

``Overall;;
Miss Ramsden is a very very neat girl and it comes through in her appearance. She takes after her father’s mother in the way of pink pale skin and red hair, but she has her mother’s eyes. She isn’t the tallest girl in the world, standing at five foot five inches. But it is considered average so she doesn’t complain. She’s a very pretty girl and she doesn’t try to hide it. But she shows it off in a mature way, not with belly shirts and low rise jeans. She likes to think she’s a little bit classier than that. Because of her height Kimber has taken to heels like a duck to water. That and she does so much enjoy the little click they make as she approaches her destination. Kimber dresses to tell people she is more than some floozy. She doesn’t dress to compete for men, she doesn’t do it to make her parents proud. She does it for herself, because she is proud of who she is and what she looks like. Even though she doesn’t show it that often Kim has a brilliant smile. To be poetic it could be said that her smile could rival the northern lights, if she was honestly and truely happy. Her whole face breaks into this sort of lightness, this relief that she doesn’t even realize. Her polite smiles are pretty sure, but her true smiles are something of beauty. Her eyes usually take on this cold and shut down tone to them except when she shows those rare smiles, or if she is with someone she truly honest to god cares for. Sure, they don’t sparkle like two pools of crisp mountain water or anything but they do have a touch of warmth to them. Kimber is beautiful, and she knows it. But she doesn’t know that she could be truly stunning if she would just relax and be happy for once.


``Likes;;
[x]Her mother
[x]Ireland
[x]Order
[x]Fireplaces
[x]A good book
[x]Neatness
[x]Summer time
[x]Fresh daisies
[x]Nice Jewelry
[x]Perfumes

``Dislikes;;
[x]Her Dad
[x]Alcohol
[x]Slobs
[x]Procrastination
[x]People who think she’s a snob
[x]Olives
[x]Brussels Sprouts
[x]Cold rain
[x]Mud

``Hobbies;;
[x]Perfume making
[x]Ballet
[x]Organizing things
[x]Cleaning

``Quirks;;
[x]Kimber vacuums her dorm twice a day
[x]Her right eye twitches when she’s angry
[x]Her books are sorted by series order, alphabetically
[x]Her socks are sorted in her drawer by color and length
[x]She cleans extra much when she’s upset

``Flaws;;
[x]OCD about neatness
[x]Too serious almost all the time
[x]Perfectionist

``Secrets;;
[x]Her father is the most charming man in the world to others, but Kimber has no respect for him
[x]Kimber isn’t a virgin


``Personality;;
Kimber Grace Ramsden is a lot of things, but chipper is not one of them. Sure, she can be polite and sometimes down right nice. But she doesn’t do the happy go lucky sing with the birds sort of thing. She likes to think of herself as a realist, weighing the pros and cons of every situation before she acts. She doesn’t like to see the glass half full or half empty. Who cares? It’s a cup holding liquid and you are going to drink it anyway. Kim is a very literal girl. She’s bluntly honest about almost everything and is genuinely surprised when someone gets offended by it. She doesn’t see the point in lying to someone about how they look to spare their feelings. The girl is a perfectionist all the way down to her toes. She irons her clothes the night before and spends at least twenty minutes making sure she looks presentable in front of the mirror. Unfortunately with all this meticulous detail she has developed a severe OCD when it comes to cleanliness. She is a freak about her stuff being in order and she cleans her whole dorm (dormmate or no) when she goes to bed, and then when she gets up. She cleans the bathroom fully every single day and vacuums at least twice a day. Her desk is always set a certain way and she never fails to notice something out of place. Well, Kimber can’t really be fully explained. But she probably has a better insight then anyone:

“You want to know about me? Well alright. I’m Kimber Grace Ramsden, eighteen, senior. I think I’m pretty nice. Well, okay sometimes people are idiots and talk about stupid things. Then I have to tell them they are idiots and then they usually get offended. I don’t know why. It’s the truth and all. Anyway, contrary to popular belief I am not a clean freak. I just like things to be in their place. I don’t really HAVE a temper, unless you’re deliberately trying to piss me off. Like touching my stuff. I hate that. Don’t do it, or I will cut your hand off. Am I kidding? Do I look like I am kidding? No? Good, moving on. The biggest thing you need to know about me is that I make perfumes. I love it, and with the help of my power I am very good at it. I’ve made several custom scents for girls in my dorm building who are trying to catch a man. Scent is a main sense when it comes to sedcution, did you know that? Well, it is. I take pride in my work, I enjoy it. OH, and don’t listen to my dad when he says I am a shut in. I love the outdoors, especially in Ireland. I just prefer the indoors when it gets colder, unless I am fully equipped with the right snow gear. I tend to chill easily. Boys? Why would you ask that? My love interest has nothing to do with myself. But no, I am not interested in any boys right now. They are all just disappointments anyway. Take my father for example, heaven knows why my mom is still with him! Anyway, I think I’m done talking about myself. Hope you got whatever it was you needed.”

That’s Kimber. She’s blunt, to the point, but still oddly charming. Really she isn’t just a stick in the mud kind of girl. With the right people she can end up having fun and might let a hair or two down. She just doesn’t like to be out of control of her own life. She is so focused on having that control that she sometimes forgets to have fun. She’s a nice girl who just needs to relax. She really isn’t that dangerous. Unless you touch her stuff, please do not touch her stuff.


``Mom;;
Molly Erin Ramsden nee Greene; 35, pediatrician, very very close

``Dad;;
Liam Owen Ramsden; 36, construction worker, not close at all

``Sibling(s);;
None, only child

``Pet(s);;
A goldfish named Winston, 3 months
A Gray Cat named Dexter, 6 years

``Other;;
Her cousins from her mother’s side are pretty close to her.

``History;;
Molly Greene was always taught to think with her head, and not her heart. She always took things far too seriously and never leaped before she looked. Her parents were quiet people and raised their daughter to be like them. It was going well too, until her junior year when she left on a foreign exchange to Ireland. Being from the rainy London city Molly was pleasantly surprised at how beautiful her host country was. One of her newly made friends, Liam Owen, however was pleasantly surprised at how beautiful his new class mate was. The two grew closer in her time away from home and Molly found that Liam was her polar opposite. Charming and brash he wasn’t afraid to be himself. He was loud while she was quite, wild while she was tamed. But he taught her things while she took in the beauty of the rolling hills. He taught her it was okay to be free. He taught her it was okay to get a little crazy once and awhile.

It wasn’t a surprise to anyone when Liam and Molly’s innocent friendship turned passionate. They were in love and Molly was way in over her head, they both were really. When she found out she was pregnant two months before she was supposed to go back home, Molly’s fantasy world she had created in Ireland crashed down around her. At first she was angry at Liam who said they would be ok. Then she was sad for herself, then sad for Liam, then sad for her unborn baby. But the most she was feeling was scared. What would her parents think? Would Liam leave her? Would she keep the baby? The questions were enough to make her dizzy and the answers came all at once.

In the end it happened like this: Molly’s parents disowned her, she finished her schooling in Ireland, moved into a cramped little apartment with Liam, got married, and then on December 14th she had a beautiful baby girl. Liam was over joyed with a girl, although he had been hoping for a boy. The little family was happy and although they were a little bad off with money Molly was confident they would pull through. But she didn’t count on Liam still wanting to party and be young. He went out earlier and stayed out later each night leaving his new wife at home with their child. Molly fell into a depression for awhile. She was seventeen, barely hanging onto her education with a husband who was too wild to tame just a little. The only light in her life was her daughter who she decided to name KImber Grace Ramsden. The girl was the only thing keeping Molly grounded in Ireland and somehow the child sensed it early on in her life.

When Kimber was five her father lost his steady job with a company. Their bills began to stack up and the family was forced to move back into Liam’s parent’s basement. Molly took a waitress job and often left Kim alone with her grandparents while she worked double shifts. The little girl watched as her mother worked her ass off while her father drank away the family funds. As she grew older she began to resent her father who seemed to not care about his family at all. When she was seven her mother had finally had enough. She informed Liam that if he didn’t get his act together she would leave him, take Kimber and disappear. That slapped him back into reality because at the thought of losing Molly he finally had the motivation he needed to get sober. He spent the rest of the year avoiding alcohol and going to meetings. By the end of spring he had a new job, but found that his relationship with his daughter couldn’t be as easily fixed. Kimber clung to her mother and practically ignored her father. As the money started to come in at a steady rate, at 25 Molly announced she would be going to medical school. Liam supported his wife in every way he could, and the couple took out many loans but it was Molly’s dream. He didn’t want to mess up anymore than he had.

That same year Kimber started to notice something. Whenever she felt happy she smelled like daises and bubblegum. When she was angry it was cinnamon and firewood, and when she was sad the sent of the ocean and rain seemed to fill her nose. She thought it was all in her head until her mother started to notice, but Kimber never let on that she too smelled the scents. She had a feeling that she was the culprit and she didn’t want her mother to think something was wrong with her. But the scents bothered her so much at age ten she had to do SOMETHING. Complaining to her mother about needing a hobby the woman suggested that if she was so interested in smells, she should try perfume making. Wary at first the red haired little girl tried it. And after months of moth ball and toilet water scents she finally made a perfume that didn’t make her mother gag. Soon she fell in love with the art, and whenever she was feeling something and smelled the scents she would add it to a list. Soon she had a scent for every one of her emotions, and her parents emotions too. Still, she didn’t say a word. It was her secret.

Kimber grew up pretty well, but to Liam’s dismay she had a lot of her mother’s old traits. She was a serious girl. Neat, orderly, and clean. She liked reading instead of riding her bike. She liked scrubbing the sink instead of a game of football. He tried to ask her about her interest but Kimber made it clear that she didn’t feel like opening up. Molly told her husband that their daughter was hurt but she loved him. The man accepted this answer reluctantly, feeling bad about the child he never paid attention to in his earlier years.

When the girl turned thirteen she got a big surprise. While trying to organize her room (they had moved into their own house years ago), She knocked over a box of empty perfume bottles. In frustration Kimber stared at the bottles, wishing they would just organize themselves. Imagine her shock when the bottles suddenly shot into the air, following her mental picture from the floor to her carefully stocked cabinet. After they had situated themselves the girl sat opened mouth for nearly ten minutes. Her mother came in and worriedly asked her what was wrong. Kim was afraid her mother wouldn’t believe her but when she explained Molly just nodded and smiled. She told her daughter that her great grandmother had a similar power and that she shouldn’t be afraid. Kimber relaxed and soon her parents were in discussion about Stone Brook.

Well, we all know what happens nexts. She got accepted into the school and started going her freshman year. At first the girl was apprehensive, not doing well with many people because of her tendency to be blunt. But after a couple of weeks Miss Ramsden got into a routine and became content with her life at Stone Brook. Except, for the dreaded night when she made the mistake of going to far with a boy. Sophomore year was not a fun one for her and she’d rather forget it. Now, in her last year at the Academy she is just trying to figure out what she will do after this.

``Powers/Abilities/Gifts;;
Power of Aroma: Kimber has this thing when she feels an extreme emotion she emits this smell, and it usually can effect other people if she wants it to. Depends on the emotion and the person but sometimes it will take on the scent that the other person desires. Except when she’s mad. Then she smells like burnt wood and cinnamon snaps for some reason.

Telekinesis with special force in organization

``Role Play Sample;;
So my boy friend and I got on webcam, and we talked. Then we laughed some and it was nice. Then he had to sleep so I said goodnight and he said he loved me. I said I love you back. It was cute. The End. That's my story![/size][/font][/center]