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Katherine 'Kit' Van Der Woodsen

"I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey work of stars,"

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a character in “A Part of Growing Up”, as played by LivyGrey

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{"She's a rebel, she's saint, she's the salt of the Earth and she's dangerous". }




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|Full Name|Katherine Jane Van Der Woodsen

|Nickname|Kit / Kat / KJ

|Birthday| 19th February

|Age| 22

|Nationality| American

|Occupation| Actress

|Sexuality| Bicurious

|Apartment Number| 1B

|Hometown| Baltimore




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{"Where's your will to be weird?". }




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|Quirks & Habits|

|Talents(T) | Strengths(ST) | Skills(SK) |
⚘Strength⚘ Kit has a lot of confidence, in herself and in other people, as much as she can ground herself, she can do the same for any one else which makes her social skills a massive strength but from more a literal point of view, she's a very talented dancer and actress, she works incredibly hard at both and desires to score a role in a show like 'Les Miserables' or the 'Black Swan' just something in which she incorporate two of her biggest passions.

|Flaws/Weakness|
⚘Weakness⚘ Stepping down, Kit struggles to know when she's gone too far and needs to back down. She's got in her head she's invincible and no one can touch her but she needs to wise up because she's far more fragile than she thinks. Physically, her weakness would be technology and her emotions, Kit is hypersensitive and her emotional levels often get in the way of performance and management for her- this is why she can't watch sad movies or horrors, sometimes even soap operas and TV shows are enough to make her weep in sorrow.

|Hobbies| Acting & Dramatic Arts

|Fears|
ΓΈFearΓΈ Kit fears world wars and pain being brought upon innocents but she's also terrified of buses. She'll never get on a bus or a boat for that matter either. She doesn't trust either of them in the slightest.

|Secrets|
✀For a few months as a teenager, she was homeless because she refused to live with either of her parents till they were civil enough to interact with one another when they had to. ✀
✀She still thinks her parents will turn things around somehow even though they're both in new relationships.✀
✀She knows her Father has in the past been abusive towards her Mother but she doesn't want to believe it and buries the memories and thoughts as deep in her head as she can. ✀
✀Kit is really confused about her sexuality and has been since she was about 15 but she's starting to come to terms that she is obviously bi or pansexual but she still isn't ready to tell anyone- she's scared because of her high profile about how people would take it. ✀
|Goals/Dreams| It’s overly ambitious but if Kit had it her way, she’d have world peace and she’d feed the world but realistically, she wants to make it in the movie world and help whoever she can on the way. Kit has a strong sense of duty to the world and she's constantly getting involved in peaceful and slightly less peaceful protests, shouting, designing sign posts, standing up for things no one else will- she's an activist at heart so she's always got some kind of project going on to complete- from protecting libraries to feeding the poor. Though her main goals and dreams are simply to achieve happiness for herself and as many other people as she can but as clichΓ© as it be, Kit has always been very absorbed by the 'Hollywood' dream. She's really starting to make it in the world of film and drama and for herself, there isn't anything she wants more than that kind of recognition and success. It's her childish fantasy that is becoming increasingly real with every passing day.




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{"Here's to dreaming out loud! ". }




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|Personality| Katherine is very much not a 'girl next door' kind of girl. Kit thunders through life with a spunky attitude and a personality full of original character. She's very concerned about human rights and is constantly pulling stunts like hunger strikes in respect for those who won't make it to dinner, she donates to almost a dozen charities leaving nothing ever for herself. She makes enough money to get by and gives the rest away to people who need it more. She's an activist to say the least. Kit considers herself a vigilante, she isn't bound by the state and federal laws, she's bound by what she in her heart she thinks is right and she'll always put a darn good fight to protest it too. She's always up for anything remotely rebellious or out there as long as no one will be hurt, she doesn't believe in violence and if she's going to get involved it'll be restraining someone or making an attempt to pacify them unless she's defending someone precious to her. Kit will always be the first person to defend someone being marginalised and victimised, always.

She's very kind, affectionate and fun but at the same time she's incredibly weird and quirky. Her style changes on the day and she's so unpredictable most people know better than to try and guess how she'll take something. Kit is very sociable and starts to feel miserable and withered whenever she's left alone, even for a short while. She'll very happily talk to anyone and everyone which is what gets her caught up in a lot of trouble most of the time. Kit has a strong sense of loyalty and respect, she'll never let anyone mess with the people who have earned a place in her heart, not even for a second and when you do she is a lot less delightful to be around. However despite her strong good girl side, Kit is a believer in having fun so she does have a strongly flirty, wild and party mad side. She believes whole heartedly in love, true love and all that boring romantic crap. She just loves the idea of it. Kit is as stubborn as a mule but at the same time before she comes to her finalised decision it's easy to manipulate her and play with her thoughts a bit. Kit is also easily labelled as the over thinker and the more paranoid of characters, she doesn't like to leave things to chance but she does believe strongly in fate. In short, Kit is loving and hard to keep up with and has a pure heart of gold.


| Rebellious & Argumentative ||Tough & Steely – Stubborn | |Empathetic| | Golden Hearted | |Ambitious & Reckless|

|Likes|
β–² Animals
β–² Expressive Arts
β–² Socialising
β–² Helping People
β–² Camp Fires
β–² Camper Vans
β–² Sun Sets
β–² Debating
|Dislikes|
β–Ό Bullies/Thugs/Dictators
β–Ό Beige Nail Polish
β–Ό The Cold
β–Ό Inhumanity/Cruelty
β–Ό Seeing children or others upset
β–Ό Not being able to change something or be in control
β–Ό Poverty
β–Ό Mainstream Music




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{ β€œYesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift of God, which is why we call it the present.” }



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|Place of Origin|Baltimore

|Family Tree|
Madeleine Jane Van Der Woodsen-Grey ~ Mother (Divorced)
Jonathan Bruce Van Der Woodsen ~ Father (Divorced)
Lilian Madeleine Grey ~ Grandmother
Jakob Fletcher Grey ~ Grandfather {Deceased}

|Happiest Memory|Kit's happiest memory would be her twelfth birthday because she can remember seeing both her parents at the same time since they divorced whilst she was eight. Everyone was really happy and light hearted, it was also the day Kit announced she'd be vegan and never eat anything animal produced again, she was already vegetarian but she took the next step on that day after managing to persuade both parents she was a 'big girl' now.

|Saddest Memory|Kit's unhappiest memory was watching an increasing violent row between her parents as a seven year old, for Kit it's possibly her first memory too as she distinctly remembers her favourite plate being smashed. Kit tries to forget about this memory because it saddens her to think about it, she tries to pretend it never happened.





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{"History is just one f*cking thing after another," }





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History| Kit's a really good example of something from nothing, her parents though they lived comfortably, they never had spare money for things they wanted. Kit has a very usual and average upbringing, they loved in a cute cottage in the suburbs of a busy city which Kit journeyed to each morning for school and then later in life, auditions and work. Kit's parents were very unhappily married, her Father was very rarely but occasionally abusive towards Kit and her Mother, there were always rows ongoing in her home and she never felt safe or content at home, she'd ran away a couple of times to stay with her Grandmother but she always went home again. As a child, Kit attended school 5 days a week and then spent her Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays are dance, singing and acting classes that her Grandmother funded for her and it turned out to be Kit was practically a natural and with determination, tears, money and time it came around to her first audition. Kit went with her Mother and Grandmother, she was about 14 and she nailed it. That kicked off Kit's entire career and it's still going now and there isn't anything in the world she is more grateful than how fortunate she was to make that audition and have a Grandmother who'd pay for her tuition.
Personality wise, Kit's never really changed- she'd always been very loud and outgoing, especially when it came to stating or practicing her beliefs, views and opinions. Kit was constantly researching different religions and social groups and narrowing down which ones she agreed with and felt like she could follow the life styles of but at 15 she finalised that she didn't fit perfectly into anything set so boldly like a religion which is why she just announces herself as herself, a person with a lot of opinions. Kit was a kind hearted and obedient child, she was the kind of kid who'd pick lady birds out of puddles and climb trees to help cats. She always had a lot of empathy and sympathy for people and creatures. At school, she was friends with everyone but she always had time and space in her heart for outsiders or kids who were bullied. She'd walk over to them with pigtails in ribbons at each side of her head and a beaming smile as she tried to cheer them up and to do this day, Kit is exactly like that still.



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{"She's an endless war, she's a hero for the lost cause," }





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She puts her makeup on like graffiti on the walls of the heartland
She's got her little book of conspiracies right in her hand
She is paranoid like endangered species headed into extinction
She is one of a kind, well, she's the last of the American girls
She wears her overcoat for the coming of the nuclear winter
She is riding her bike like a fugitive of critical mass
She's on a hunger strike for the ones who won't make it for dinner
She makes enough to survive for a holiday of the working class
She's a runaway of the establishment incorporated
She won't cooperate, well, she's the last of the American girls
She plays her vinyl records singing songs on the eve of destruction
She's a sucker for all the criminals breaking the laws
She will come in first for the end of Western civilization
She's an endless war, she's a hero for the lost cause
Like a hurricane in the heart of the devastation
She's a natural disaster, she's the last of the American girls
She puts her makeup on like graffiti on the walls of the heartland
She's got her little book of conspiracies right in her hand
She will come in first for the end of Western civilization
She's a natural disaster, she's the last of the American girls
Aw yeah, all right, aw yeah





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{"I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey work of stars," }

She - Green Day
She's A Rebel - Green Day
A Trophy Father's Trophy Son - Sleeping with Sirens
Never Say Never - The Fray




|Other|
❣Kit has a short criminal record❣
❣She's worked in soup kitchens and with multiple charities❣
❣She's severely dyslexic and apparently has mild ADHD❣

So begins...

Katherine 'Kit' Van Der Woodsen's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Katherine 'Kit' Van Der Woodsen Character Portrait: Dinny Valverde Character Portrait: Nicholas Yamada Character Portrait: Evangeline Babineaux Character Portrait: Lennon Olsen Character Portrait: Chantal Cunningham Character Portrait: Naomi Ekwensi-Hart Character Portrait: August Montgomery Character Portrait: Genevieve Barnaby Character Portrait: Hokuikekai Palakiko Character Portrait: Anastasia O'hare Character Portrait: Amanda Weaver Character Portrait: Calvin O'Hare Character Portrait: Jude OtΓ‘vio Palmeiro Character Portrait: Nathaniel James Burke

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Friday, May 23, 2014|| Time: 5: 35 pm|| Location: San Francisco, CA, USA



[LIVE WHILE WE'RE GOING]

β€œYou've got this life and while you've got it, you'd better kiss like you only have one moment, try to hold someone's hand like you will never get another chance to, look into people's eyes like they're the last you'll ever see, watch someone sleeping like there's no time left, jump if you feel like jumping, run if you feel like running, play music in your head when there is none, and eat cake like it's the only one left in the world!”


β•š ╝



A meteor shower!

That was what everyone had been talking about all week. Since astronomers had claimed that there would be a meteor shower on Friday night, everyone had been excited. Kids spent the last few days performing extra tasks and chores so that they could convince their parents to extend their lights outs, cafes and restaurants trying out new recipes that would correlate with the event to scrounge up more profit out of way too eager customers, and artists clamoring all week to come up with various performances and project leading up to the big day. Before everyone knew it, Friday had come along and well, San Francisco was as alive as it usually is on such a momentous occasion.


As soon as the citizens woke up, the streets were filled with more vendors than there honestly should have been on a simple Friday in May. Firework stands, food stands, and even that cute little old lady who does the palm reading your mama probably told you to steer clear of are all out. Particularly on a usually quaint little street that houses both a red and daffodil building. Everyone knows what I'm talking about. Where the coffee ain't so great, but the tenants will probably curse your name with the force of a thousand suns if you even think about bad-mouthing it. Yep, you know the place and those same people are just like everyone else. Perhaps, a bit excited for the carnival that just so happens to be going on nearby. Perhaps for the meteor shower that will light up the sky, if those pesky fireworks don't take up the limelight. Or, perhaps, they're more excited for whatever drama mother nature has decided to cook up between all of them. Guess we're all just gonna have to wait and see...

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Katherine 'Kit' Van Der Woodsen Character Portrait: Dinny Valverde Character Portrait: Nicholas Yamada Character Portrait: Evangeline Babineaux Character Portrait: Lennon Olsen Character Portrait: Chantal Cunningham Character Portrait: Naomi Ekwensi-Hart Character Portrait: August Montgomery Character Portrait: Genevieve Barnaby Character Portrait: Hokuikekai Palakiko Character Portrait: Anastasia O'hare Character Portrait: Amanda Weaver Character Portrait: Calvin O'Hare Character Portrait: Jude OtΓ‘vio Palmeiro Character Portrait: Nathaniel James Burke

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Friday, May 23, 2014|| Time: 5: 35 pm|| Location: San Francisco, CA, USA

[ Last of the American Girls ]

"I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars,
And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and the egg of the wren,
And the tree-toad is a chef-d’oeuvre for the highest,
And the running blackberry would adorn the parlors of heaven,"

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Katherine was trying to low lie for the day, she was sat in the back of a small cafΓ© in the middle of town reading a copy of Walt Whitman's 'Song of Myself' and was stirring a flavoured green tea with a tea spoon absentmindedly. She'd only just left the dance studio a few hours ago from her classes and the young aspiring actress was just appreciating a moment's quiet but she travelled down to go look at the meteor shower. A juvenile part of her character was thrilled about the idea of witnessing something so rare and beautiful but she didn't let it show or voice that to anyone due to a fear of looking childish, it wouldn't usually stop her but it was arguable how good her mood was today. She turned her page and pulled the ribbon place holder down the spine and set the book down in front of her on the table. She adored the poem in question but she just felt so distracted. In the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse at a news paper on the rack and she sighed at another heart wrenching head line, another act of cruelty was being broadcasted nationally on the front page. She tried to over look it but these things always had a way of getting under her skin for a while. Her mother had always blamed it on her soft heart.

Kit sighed softly and picked up her tea and walked over the till.

"Excuse me? I'm really sorry to be a bother but could I get this to take away instead?" She asked the server politely and the eager waitress nodded lightly and gave her a brisk comment along the lines; 'Oh of course!' and Kit nodded softly and gave her a small thank you and made a point of dropping a few coins into the tip jar. She always came to this cafΓ© anyway and dropping coins into the jar and listening to the metallic chime it created had become force of habit for her but she could say the same for her RSPCA donations and all the money she donated to any other charities. She was signed up to donate monthly to at least 4 and that's without the fund raisers she put time, money and effort into organising all the time. She always had some project going on and as she pondered about all her previous work and listened to the coins dropping into the jar, it hit her why she was feeling so gormless and glum.

She didn't have a project or anything lined up.

She had a couple of interviews for parts coming up but they were maybe two weeks away and Kit was a person who always felt the need to be physically proactive about something all the while- she wouldn't ever waste even an minute of anyone's time including her own. She chewed the end of drink stirrer thoughtfully and accepted the take away cup from the waitress and thanked her as she started her way out of the cafΓ©, her mind whirling away as she began plotting new ideas for coming up projects she could have a go at.

So taking long, elegant strides down the road in skin tight jeans and a sleeveless top with her favourite pair of ankle boots, she made her way down the street thinking to herself about something she could do that day and debating if she felt like going to the carnival in the evening but more importantly, if she went who she could go with or get to tag along.







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Friday, May 23, 2014|| Time: 5: 35 pm|| Location: San Francisco, CA, USA

[ It's Time ]

"They say a picture can speak a thousand words but a song can sing a thousand more,"

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Come the afternoon, Nathaniel was still padding around the music store, assembling guitars on walls and the drum kit which sat in the corner of the store. He enjoyed his job admittedly it was anything but impressive but the pay allowed to meet ends and that was all that mattered- enough to survive and he likes his job, he'd never dare complain about it.

"Yo, Matt you going down the carnival later?" Nate asked, shouting over at his college from the drum kit he was setting up and turning his head with an arched brow. The other guy shrugged and gave a muttered response which denied all knowledge of there even being a carnival. Nathaniel rolled his eyes and laughed and dusting his hands off, he stood having completed the job of setting up the nifty drum kit- it was a nice set and checking his boss wasn't around in the corner of his eye first, Nate quickly leaned over to hit a quick beat and looking over at Matt encouragingly and rolling his eyes.

"Go on bro, I've got you a beat free style it," Nate laughed and after a moment's consideration, Matt burst into a rap which mostly consisted of insulting Nathaniel's hair and drumming abilities but it was amusing none the less as far as Nate was concerned but spotting a customer by the door, both men instantly fell silent and tried not to laugh as they returned to pretending they were really busy and working hard. The customer looked at Nate accusingly and smirking a little but being the good employee he was, Nate made his way over to the customer and graciously offering his assistance and tried to strike up a sale some how. He was already five minutes over time but he didn't much, he could leave after this customer had gotten exactly the service they came for, he was a dedicated worker like that.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Katherine 'Kit' Van Der Woodsen Character Portrait: Dinny Valverde Character Portrait: Nicholas Yamada Character Portrait: Evangeline Babineaux Character Portrait: Nessa Burrows Character Portrait: Lennon Olsen Character Portrait: Chantal Cunningham Character Portrait: Naomi Ekwensi-Hart Character Portrait: August Montgomery Character Portrait: Genevieve Barnaby Character Portrait: Hokuikekai Palakiko Character Portrait: Anastasia O'hare Character Portrait: Amanda Weaver Character Portrait: Calvin O'Hare Character Portrait: Nathaniel James Burke

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Katherine 'Kit' Van Der Woodsen Character Portrait: Dinny Valverde Character Portrait: Nicholas Yamada Character Portrait: Evangeline Babineaux Character Portrait: Nessa Burrows Character Portrait: Lennon Olsen Character Portrait: Chantal Cunningham Character Portrait: Naomi Ekwensi-Hart Character Portrait: August Montgomery Character Portrait: Genevieve Barnaby Character Portrait: Hokuikekai Palakiko Character Portrait: Anastasia O'hare Character Portrait: Amanda Weaver Character Portrait: Calvin O'Hare Character Portrait: Nathaniel James Burke

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❝"Family is not an important thing. It's everything." - Michael J. Fox❞

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Nicholas blinked slowly, the steam coming off of his cup and hitting his face, his mouth opening into a wide yawn. He leaned against the counter inside the HUB, his very own joint. His hip started buzzing, and he slowly looked down after swallowing a gulp of coffee that he'd just managed to enjoy. Nicholas fished his phone out of his jeans pocket, and saw the reminder.

Leotychides Meteor Shower Celebration
Tonight!

His lips pursed into a smile as he thought how pitiful this seemed. He had to make reminders of everything nowadays.. and just for one reason. That reason, as if on cue, wailed through the monitor he had hooked on the belt of his jeans. Shaking his head, he set his coffee down on the counter and made his way to the back, where he unlocked a door to a staircase, leading to another more formal door that he unlocked, and walked inside of his apartment. "Timothy.." Wails were heard from the living room. He made his way down the hall. "Timmy..." He said softly, and creaked opened the door to his son's Nursery, where the little boy was seen red-faced and wide awake. "Oh, buddy.. c'mon." Nicholas said jokingly, and scooped up the boy, and bounced him as he walked back down the hall and into the kitchen.

Now with a bottle in his mouth, he happily suckled and looked up at his father with big eyes. "Yeah, I know you're hungry."[/color] Nicholas chuckled, and went back down to the HUB where he grabbed his coffee, and then lounged in his own living room back upstairs.

~ Later that same day ~

Hand firmly grasping a carrier, and diaper bag snugly on his shoulder, Nicholas smiled as he walked down to where the celebration was being held. He'd closed the HUB early that day, as it was counting as a holiday of sorts, and he saw no reason to stay open since no one would come anyhow.

He was soon caught up with the crowd, and sighed as he took refuge under a small tree, setting the carrier down and the bag next to it, his phone in his pocket. He wasn't in the majority of the crowd, but he wasn't soo far that he was alone. There seemed to be a few couples or little families around him, and he twirled the carrier around to face him. Timothy was big-eyed in this new environment, and he had his hands waving about. "Who's a happy baby?" Nicholas cooed, and Timothy would hide his face in his hands, and giggle that adorable laugh he killed his father with.

After a little while, it was starting to get a little later Nicholas guessed, and he looked up from his son to check out the crowd. He thought he saw a fragment of... No.. it couldn't be, could it? He checked his phone quickly, and shook his head. Nope. They hadn't texted him.

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❝"She’s the kind of girl who climbed the ladder of success, wrong by wrong.". ~ Mae West❞

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Dinny's hands nervously ran up and down her blazer. She didn't know what to do for the first time, and it scared her senseless. She was down at the whatever celebration for some special rocks flying through the sky. Big whoop.

Since she's moved here, she hasn't really known anyone. Sure, she knew about who everyone was. Like Chantal was Nick's girl, Nick is her boss, and she lives with two of the silliest females she's ever come across with in her travels. One thing was certain out of all of it, though.

She desperately missed her sisters, and there wasn't a day she didn't go on without them clouding her mind. She hadn't heard from any of them in a while now, and she was starting to get worried. They usually didn't go more than-

A firework exploded into the air, and she jumped a little from where she was in the crowd, her curls bouncing with her. She smiled after though, and let out a sigh of relief. She'd just been over thinking, and they'd be in touch soon. Her thoughts soon left her as she saw someone starting to enter the stage, and she yipped in excitement.

Dinny made sure to get to the front as the singer started to sing, and she raised her hands up, not giving a care as she bounced along with the music, her voice singing along in the lyrics happily.