Julia Johnson
Apr 12, 2013 22:53:42 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2013 22:53:42 GMT -5
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Name: Julia Johnson
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Species Human
Planet of Origin: Earth
Occupation: Member of (pre-Jack) Torchwood. (1954)
Physical Description:
Standing about 5'6" and weighing about 118 lbs, Julia Johnson has the classic hourglass figure that a typical woman of Earth desires in the 50s. Blond hair that is always well groomed and teased for volume sits in soft implications of curls on her shoulders. Her eyebrows are notably high-arching over soft green eyes, which usually are decorated with eyeliner and pale eye-shadow, if any. Her nose is upturned and small, once used as a form of communication with a fellow agent in the Torchwood Institute. Twitch once for safe, twitch twice for danger.
Julia has a charming, yet somehow mischievous look about her. Calculating eyes hidden by what appears to be an innocent smile. There is no malice in her face, but to one paying attention, you can tell her attention is not on what one would expect of a typical English Lady. While she tries to remain composed and subtle, she herself sometimes has trouble not gawking at new alien circumstances.
When she isn't in her normal attire, Julia can often be found wearing eccentric disguises. Those that are needed to sneak into certain places, including the occasional space craft. She is a master of disguise, ranging from wigs to a complete costume- made well enough to fool aliens into letting her into their space craft.
Personality:
Julia is a very clever woman, she had to be, to get her job at Torchwood. She's not much into politics though, she's much to distracted by the mysteries of the world. She's very logical for a woman, her comrades might tell her, and has a sharp tongue in as she is often found in the most ridiculous situations, despite her best efforts to remain subtle.
She is also very practical. She handles arguably crazy scenarios with a controlled composure. Julia knows her limits and chooses not to get terribly upset when something is simply beyond her abilities. No use crying over spilled milk. Though this isn't to say that she is in complete control over her emotions; when she looses her temper, you won't have to ask.
Julia also has a rather protective, almost motherly approach toward other people. Perhaps it is the responsibility that comes with the knowledge of things such as the Doctor and the universe. She takes her job seriously and does what it takes to do her duty for Queen and Country.
All of this being said, Julia has a very classic approach to her work. Often times she is found wearing disguises, wearing trench coats with large flashlights. She has an eye for detail and isn't satisfied with a case until she's convinced she has it solved. When the problem is solved, she is very pleased with herself.
History:
Julia was born 26 on the 25th of March, it was also the same day that her mother died. Who her mother was, was never confirmed. She was suffering from Rubella(Also known as the German Measles), which was inevitably passed onto Julia while she was still in her womb. Julia was lucky to be born alive, so it doesn't pain her so much to discover that she was born completely deaf in her right ear. Other children who survived something similar were completely deaf, or even blind. She was adopted promptly by a Mr. Frank and Mrs. Mary Johnson. They were a kind couple, who got married at the age of 40 just before WW1, and an unfortunate accident left Mr. Johnson in a wheel chair and unable to give Mrs. Johnson any children of her own.
With her parents being so much older than most first-timers, Julia grew up very well behaved. People in the street would comment on her quiet, polite demeanor when she and Mother-dear would take their afternoon walks in the park. One of her most cherished childhood memories was in the evenings after dinner. Father would always say, “By George! The sun went back down again, didn't it!” before sending Julia off to bed, it was a sweet reminder that she had nothing to fear for the world would always turn round and round.
Julia herself loved to read, even as a little girl. She started off hating it, but when her grandfather brought her “[The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh” for Christmas, she soon found it difficult to put any book down. She named her own teddy bear “Pooh-bear” and had trouble sleeping without him.
When Julia Johnson was thirteen, Prime Minister Neville Chamberlain officially announced that Britain was at war against Germany. To this day, she can easily recall that chilling feeling of looking to her father for a word of comfort and seeing his face darken with fear and with anger. Mother-dear looked pale and gathered Julia in her arms. She remembered her saying to her, “Keep Britain in your prayers, love. Remember who made this Earth.”
It was like a dark, terrible storm hung over London at all times. Julia took faith in her family and did all she could to make their lives easier. She also got herself involved with all that she could. She went out into the streets with her classmates and held contests for who could gather the most bottle caps, or who could make the most blankets. Keeping herself busy helped her keep her nerves steady and her shoulder became an excellent place for tears of the desperate. Julia only panicked when she was told that she must pack and leave the country without her parents. She had an aunt living in Kansas in the United States, and her parents were afraid that things in England would become far too dangerous.
It was there Julia met her cousin, Ana. At first, they did not get along very well at all. Ana had no clue how bad things were with the war, and almost seemed to think of the whole thing as a game. Ana's neighbor, Tommy, even had pictures of German planes on his wall, believing them to be English! They eventually saw eye to eye, and a friendship was born.
Every day, she wrote to her parents and waited anxiously for their reply. They were terribly sorry that they were missing her growing into a young woman, but never allowed Julia to believe that her absence was causing such heart ache.
Julia met her first love at a charity event when she was fifteen years old. He was a bright young man with big dreams and a quiet demeanor. They got along very well and he always brought her flowers on Sunday after church. 1941 was big year for Julia, not only had she a boy chasing after her that she liked, she received a letter saying that her parents were going to come visit for Christmas.
Her parents never arrived. December 1st, she received a letter explaining that her home had been bombed with her father inside. Another week, December 7th, the day Pearl Harbor was attacked by the Japanese, she received a similar letter which informed her that her mother had been brutally murdered. This had taken a huge toll upon Julia and she sought after comfort but everyone was suddenly lost in fear and uncertainty with what had happened in Hawaii. She found herself in despair and unable to properly mourn for her parents. She eventually found her way into a Catholic church, even though she wasn't Catholic, and wailed her woes to the pastor.
When she finally ran out of tears, he explained to her that she was carrying too much upon herself. That she needed to understand that it wasn't her fault her parents had died and he helped her find faith that her parents were happy in Heaven. He helped her see that there were things that were simply beyond her control, and that attempting to control these things would only cause pain. She left that building a new woman and found the strength to support her friends who were facing the fears she had when she was thirteen.
Julia kept herself very busy, her only real hobby involved reading. Her new favorite books included books such as “Sherlock Holmes,” and “Death in the Air.” She became fascinated with crime and murder. Her Aunt couldn't understand it though. She thought that it was strange enough for people to want to read about murders, but it was very odd for Julia especially for her own mother was murdered.
She got her first job as a secretary for a private detective, and to his disdain, often went with him during his investigations. There was a strange series of people disappearing, and Julia couldn't help but feel as though something was connected. Detective David Smith thought she was crazy, but Julia slowly unearthed the connection. Every single one of them had been seen at an old speakeasy a week before they disappeared. Detective Smith dismissed the thought, but that didn't stop Julia. She kept pushing until she discovered a black market trade in Benzedrine, an addictive drug that was intended to aid soldiers. The buyer would express interest at the speakeasy. Taking it upon herself to solve this mystery, she went to the speakeasy herself.
A week later, she went to the “drop off” destination and waited to meet who she was sure was the perpetrator. On time, a strange man arrived, insisting to remain in the dark to keep his face hidden. Julia was prepared, and after a course of witty banter, she got the confession she was after... well almost anyway. He said that he was the cause of the disappearances but that he had not technically killed anyone. She demanded to know what he meant and he explained, by stepping into the light cast by the car.
The man was green, and all over his body were faces. Faces of those who had disappeared. They cried out to her for help. Julia was disgusted, but willed herself to remain calm. He explained that he was from another world, and that he absorbed people, getting them alone by offering Benzedrine. He called himself an Abzorbaloff and tried to subtly come closer to Julia. Complaining of her bitter flavor, he said he wished for something sweeter. As his arm reached out to touch her, Julia whipped out her gun. He laughed, not believing someone like her wouldn't shoot. But she did. She shot him twice. He fell to the ground, totally shocked.
Julia drove off, leaving the Abzorbaloff to die. She was in complete shock and now that she wasn't facing it, was questioning her own sanity. Julia tried to tell Detective Smith of what happened, but soon realized that this wasn't something that people would believe. She saw it with her own eyes and had trouble believing.
A little more than a month after her nineteenth birthday, the war ended. She never celebrated more than she did that day. Everyone expected her to stay in America, but she felt it was time to finally go home.
It was strange being back in good old London England. It was like traveling backwards in time, part of her felt like a child again, but at the same time everything seemed to have changed. She had changed as well, and not only in her age but since her encounter with an alien, she found her eyes had been opened to a large, and almost terrifying world.
Her meddling got her involved in more crazy scenarios and in three years she found herself involved with a secret institute named Torchwood Her companions were less than eager to bring her along, but soon her experience spoke for her. Her persistence make ground breaking improvement on the institution. She left no stone unturned and no ends loose. Julia's life was no longer your average human being's life in the 1950s, it was one strange situation to the next.
Julia's days would consist of strange situations with aliens and having to find some reasonable explanation for how a man simply evaporated in to thin air. While managing to convince her neighbors that she wasn't completely mad nor strange, something she never was quite able to accomplish.
In the summer of 1953, the Torchwood institute was convinced that aliens were planning to sabotage the Queen's Coronation due to an a hint from a confidential contact. Julia was pulling her hair out trying to organize a solid security for the whole event. Her boss, equally stressed, dumped a random report about faceless people for Julia to investigate. When she was finally able to get to the area, all she found were people celebrating, as they should be. But in the crowd, she saw a face that every member of Torchwood knew to look out for. The Doctor. She was unsure if she was seeing what she thought she was, but later when she looked over the photographs she took of him, she saw the notorious blue box in the background. She had indeed seen the Doctor.
Addition Medical Information:
Julia is deaf in her right ear.
Role Play Sample
Julia Johnson was in the park, eyes locked onto the sky. More specifically, the kites children were flying. Unfortunately, one of these kites was more than mere fabric and string. Something beyond the technology of man was at work.
Quite the lovely sight, isn't it, Miss Johnson?” her neighbor asked, startling Julia.
"Oh. Y-yes it is, Mrs. Tyler.” Julia smiled briefly, her eyes never leaving the alien kite. Mrs. Tyler was quiet, watching her bizarre neighbor stare intently toward the sky. Julia pulled out a strange metal box and started pushing buttons. It was almost like a sonic device, but it worked more like a sonar. The antenna spun around, bleeping every two seconds
"What's that box?” Mrs. Tyler asked, eyes wide.
"This?” Julia asked after a moment, Mrs. Tyler nodded, “It's an old radio.”
"A radio?!” Mrs. Tyler's eyes bulged even wider.
"Excuse me,” Julia hurried forward. Mrs. Tyler gawked for a moment before continuing on with her walk.
There were so many eyes watching, she was going to have to find some subtle way of stopping that kite from its programing. It was one of many that was collecting thoughts of English citizens passing by. When it was full, it would fly out of the child's grasp to the alien who wanted the information. She couldn't let it go, especially since it was collecting her thoughts.
Julia finally got close enough so her sonic wave would be powerful enough. With a grin she pressed the button and with a spark the kite suddenly fell to the ground.
"What happened?” The young boy gasped, looking at Julia, the nearest adult.
"Static electricity.” Julia shrugged, “Go ask your father for a new one, this one is no good.”
The boy dropped the string and went after his father. Very quickly, Julia gathered up the “kite.” There was one. According to her scans, she had ten more to find, and even after that- she still had to find the alien who was making these kites. Oh well, all in a day's work.
Character Image
Name: Julia Johnson
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Species Human
Planet of Origin: Earth
Occupation: Member of (pre-Jack) Torchwood. (1954)
Physical Description:
Standing about 5'6" and weighing about 118 lbs, Julia Johnson has the classic hourglass figure that a typical woman of Earth desires in the 50s. Blond hair that is always well groomed and teased for volume sits in soft implications of curls on her shoulders. Her eyebrows are notably high-arching over soft green eyes, which usually are decorated with eyeliner and pale eye-shadow, if any. Her nose is upturned and small, once used as a form of communication with a fellow agent in the Torchwood Institute. Twitch once for safe, twitch twice for danger.
Julia has a charming, yet somehow mischievous look about her. Calculating eyes hidden by what appears to be an innocent smile. There is no malice in her face, but to one paying attention, you can tell her attention is not on what one would expect of a typical English Lady. While she tries to remain composed and subtle, she herself sometimes has trouble not gawking at new alien circumstances.
When she isn't in her normal attire, Julia can often be found wearing eccentric disguises. Those that are needed to sneak into certain places, including the occasional space craft. She is a master of disguise, ranging from wigs to a complete costume- made well enough to fool aliens into letting her into their space craft.
Personality:
Julia is a very clever woman, she had to be, to get her job at Torchwood. She's not much into politics though, she's much to distracted by the mysteries of the world. She's very logical for a woman, her comrades might tell her, and has a sharp tongue in as she is often found in the most ridiculous situations, despite her best efforts to remain subtle.
She is also very practical. She handles arguably crazy scenarios with a controlled composure. Julia knows her limits and chooses not to get terribly upset when something is simply beyond her abilities. No use crying over spilled milk. Though this isn't to say that she is in complete control over her emotions; when she looses her temper, you won't have to ask.
Julia also has a rather protective, almost motherly approach toward other people. Perhaps it is the responsibility that comes with the knowledge of things such as the Doctor and the universe. She takes her job seriously and does what it takes to do her duty for Queen and Country.
All of this being said, Julia has a very classic approach to her work. Often times she is found wearing disguises, wearing trench coats with large flashlights. She has an eye for detail and isn't satisfied with a case until she's convinced she has it solved. When the problem is solved, she is very pleased with herself.
History:
Julia was born 26 on the 25th of March, it was also the same day that her mother died. Who her mother was, was never confirmed. She was suffering from Rubella(Also known as the German Measles), which was inevitably passed onto Julia while she was still in her womb. Julia was lucky to be born alive, so it doesn't pain her so much to discover that she was born completely deaf in her right ear. Other children who survived something similar were completely deaf, or even blind. She was adopted promptly by a Mr. Frank and Mrs. Mary Johnson. They were a kind couple, who got married at the age of 40 just before WW1, and an unfortunate accident left Mr. Johnson in a wheel chair and unable to give Mrs. Johnson any children of her own.
With her parents being so much older than most first-timers, Julia grew up very well behaved. People in the street would comment on her quiet, polite demeanor when she and Mother-dear would take their afternoon walks in the park. One of her most cherished childhood memories was in the evenings after dinner. Father would always say, “By George! The sun went back down again, didn't it!” before sending Julia off to bed, it was a sweet reminder that she had nothing to fear for the world would always turn round and round.
Julia herself loved to read, even as a little girl. She started off hating it, but when her grandfather brought her “[The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh” for Christmas, she soon found it difficult to put any book down. She named her own teddy bear “Pooh-bear” and had trouble sleeping without him.
When Julia Johnson was thirteen, Prime Minister Neville Chamberlain officially announced that Britain was at war against Germany. To this day, she can easily recall that chilling feeling of looking to her father for a word of comfort and seeing his face darken with fear and with anger. Mother-dear looked pale and gathered Julia in her arms. She remembered her saying to her, “Keep Britain in your prayers, love. Remember who made this Earth.”
It was like a dark, terrible storm hung over London at all times. Julia took faith in her family and did all she could to make their lives easier. She also got herself involved with all that she could. She went out into the streets with her classmates and held contests for who could gather the most bottle caps, or who could make the most blankets. Keeping herself busy helped her keep her nerves steady and her shoulder became an excellent place for tears of the desperate. Julia only panicked when she was told that she must pack and leave the country without her parents. She had an aunt living in Kansas in the United States, and her parents were afraid that things in England would become far too dangerous.
It was there Julia met her cousin, Ana. At first, they did not get along very well at all. Ana had no clue how bad things were with the war, and almost seemed to think of the whole thing as a game. Ana's neighbor, Tommy, even had pictures of German planes on his wall, believing them to be English! They eventually saw eye to eye, and a friendship was born.
Every day, she wrote to her parents and waited anxiously for their reply. They were terribly sorry that they were missing her growing into a young woman, but never allowed Julia to believe that her absence was causing such heart ache.
Julia met her first love at a charity event when she was fifteen years old. He was a bright young man with big dreams and a quiet demeanor. They got along very well and he always brought her flowers on Sunday after church. 1941 was big year for Julia, not only had she a boy chasing after her that she liked, she received a letter saying that her parents were going to come visit for Christmas.
Her parents never arrived. December 1st, she received a letter explaining that her home had been bombed with her father inside. Another week, December 7th, the day Pearl Harbor was attacked by the Japanese, she received a similar letter which informed her that her mother had been brutally murdered. This had taken a huge toll upon Julia and she sought after comfort but everyone was suddenly lost in fear and uncertainty with what had happened in Hawaii. She found herself in despair and unable to properly mourn for her parents. She eventually found her way into a Catholic church, even though she wasn't Catholic, and wailed her woes to the pastor.
When she finally ran out of tears, he explained to her that she was carrying too much upon herself. That she needed to understand that it wasn't her fault her parents had died and he helped her find faith that her parents were happy in Heaven. He helped her see that there were things that were simply beyond her control, and that attempting to control these things would only cause pain. She left that building a new woman and found the strength to support her friends who were facing the fears she had when she was thirteen.
Julia kept herself very busy, her only real hobby involved reading. Her new favorite books included books such as “Sherlock Holmes,” and “Death in the Air.” She became fascinated with crime and murder. Her Aunt couldn't understand it though. She thought that it was strange enough for people to want to read about murders, but it was very odd for Julia especially for her own mother was murdered.
She got her first job as a secretary for a private detective, and to his disdain, often went with him during his investigations. There was a strange series of people disappearing, and Julia couldn't help but feel as though something was connected. Detective David Smith thought she was crazy, but Julia slowly unearthed the connection. Every single one of them had been seen at an old speakeasy a week before they disappeared. Detective Smith dismissed the thought, but that didn't stop Julia. She kept pushing until she discovered a black market trade in Benzedrine, an addictive drug that was intended to aid soldiers. The buyer would express interest at the speakeasy. Taking it upon herself to solve this mystery, she went to the speakeasy herself.
A week later, she went to the “drop off” destination and waited to meet who she was sure was the perpetrator. On time, a strange man arrived, insisting to remain in the dark to keep his face hidden. Julia was prepared, and after a course of witty banter, she got the confession she was after... well almost anyway. He said that he was the cause of the disappearances but that he had not technically killed anyone. She demanded to know what he meant and he explained, by stepping into the light cast by the car.
The man was green, and all over his body were faces. Faces of those who had disappeared. They cried out to her for help. Julia was disgusted, but willed herself to remain calm. He explained that he was from another world, and that he absorbed people, getting them alone by offering Benzedrine. He called himself an Abzorbaloff and tried to subtly come closer to Julia. Complaining of her bitter flavor, he said he wished for something sweeter. As his arm reached out to touch her, Julia whipped out her gun. He laughed, not believing someone like her wouldn't shoot. But she did. She shot him twice. He fell to the ground, totally shocked.
Julia drove off, leaving the Abzorbaloff to die. She was in complete shock and now that she wasn't facing it, was questioning her own sanity. Julia tried to tell Detective Smith of what happened, but soon realized that this wasn't something that people would believe. She saw it with her own eyes and had trouble believing.
A little more than a month after her nineteenth birthday, the war ended. She never celebrated more than she did that day. Everyone expected her to stay in America, but she felt it was time to finally go home.
It was strange being back in good old London England. It was like traveling backwards in time, part of her felt like a child again, but at the same time everything seemed to have changed. She had changed as well, and not only in her age but since her encounter with an alien, she found her eyes had been opened to a large, and almost terrifying world.
Her meddling got her involved in more crazy scenarios and in three years she found herself involved with a secret institute named Torchwood Her companions were less than eager to bring her along, but soon her experience spoke for her. Her persistence make ground breaking improvement on the institution. She left no stone unturned and no ends loose. Julia's life was no longer your average human being's life in the 1950s, it was one strange situation to the next.
Julia's days would consist of strange situations with aliens and having to find some reasonable explanation for how a man simply evaporated in to thin air. While managing to convince her neighbors that she wasn't completely mad nor strange, something she never was quite able to accomplish.
In the summer of 1953, the Torchwood institute was convinced that aliens were planning to sabotage the Queen's Coronation due to an a hint from a confidential contact. Julia was pulling her hair out trying to organize a solid security for the whole event. Her boss, equally stressed, dumped a random report about faceless people for Julia to investigate. When she was finally able to get to the area, all she found were people celebrating, as they should be. But in the crowd, she saw a face that every member of Torchwood knew to look out for. The Doctor. She was unsure if she was seeing what she thought she was, but later when she looked over the photographs she took of him, she saw the notorious blue box in the background. She had indeed seen the Doctor.
Addition Medical Information:
Julia is deaf in her right ear.
Role Play Sample
Julia Johnson was in the park, eyes locked onto the sky. More specifically, the kites children were flying. Unfortunately, one of these kites was more than mere fabric and string. Something beyond the technology of man was at work.
Quite the lovely sight, isn't it, Miss Johnson?” her neighbor asked, startling Julia.
"Oh. Y-yes it is, Mrs. Tyler.” Julia smiled briefly, her eyes never leaving the alien kite. Mrs. Tyler was quiet, watching her bizarre neighbor stare intently toward the sky. Julia pulled out a strange metal box and started pushing buttons. It was almost like a sonic device, but it worked more like a sonar. The antenna spun around, bleeping every two seconds
"What's that box?” Mrs. Tyler asked, eyes wide.
"This?” Julia asked after a moment, Mrs. Tyler nodded, “It's an old radio.”
"A radio?!” Mrs. Tyler's eyes bulged even wider.
"Excuse me,” Julia hurried forward. Mrs. Tyler gawked for a moment before continuing on with her walk.
There were so many eyes watching, she was going to have to find some subtle way of stopping that kite from its programing. It was one of many that was collecting thoughts of English citizens passing by. When it was full, it would fly out of the child's grasp to the alien who wanted the information. She couldn't let it go, especially since it was collecting her thoughts.
Julia finally got close enough so her sonic wave would be powerful enough. With a grin she pressed the button and with a spark the kite suddenly fell to the ground.
"What happened?” The young boy gasped, looking at Julia, the nearest adult.
"Static electricity.” Julia shrugged, “Go ask your father for a new one, this one is no good.”
The boy dropped the string and went after his father. Very quickly, Julia gathered up the “kite.” There was one. According to her scans, she had ten more to find, and even after that- she still had to find the alien who was making these kites. Oh well, all in a day's work.