KAPOLLA, roxi

[Roxi Kapolla]

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• DEAD OR ALIVE •

ROXI REESE KAPOLLA

"GO ON BABY, TRY AND TAME ME"

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NICKNAME • Fox
AGE • 21
GENDER • Female
SEXUALITY • Straight
OCCUPATION • Loner/Criminal
CLASS • Rogue
FACE CLAIM • Megan Fox

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"Hand upon a deadman's gun, and you're looking down the sights,"

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Roxi is a beautiful woman and that much she is aware of. In fact she uses it to her advantage more times than not. With her lean and curvy body, golden tanned skin, long dark brown and light blue eyes, she is easily an attention grabber. She also has some muscle as well. That comes from working on her family's ranch. And as if all that isn't enough, she has a sprinkle of freckles across her nose and on her shoulders as well. She does however have a few scars about her body that take away from her look of perfection but any woman that has gone through the things she has would have scars to show for it. She has one on her chin from where she got kicked by a calf when she was young. A few on her hands for all sorts of reasons, one on her hip from a spill she took off her horse and one on her upper arm where her brother accidentally caught her with his knife. But all in all, she is a dangerously sexy young woman and works it.

EYE COLOR • Bright Light Blue
HEIGHT • 5'6"
WEIGHT • 115 lbs.
BUILD • Lean yet atheltic.
SCARS? • Scars are inevitable on a ranch so she has a random assortment of them on her hands, one on her arm and one on her hip.
UNIQUE CHARACTERISTIC • Her wild beauty. Especially her bright blue eyes with her dark brown, almost black hair.

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"Your heart is worn, and the seams are torn,"

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Roxi is one spitfire of a woman. She knows that she is just as good, if not better than most of the men and she is more than willing to prove it to them. She does however prefer to stay on the down low at the moment because she is still searching for the men or gang who killed her family. And she goes by the name of Fox more than Roxi to keep people from knowing too much about her or her family and past. Roxi is full of surprises and while she does hate men for being such bastards and thinking they are better than her, she quite enjoys the handsome ones' company. She is also a bit of a tease and loves to drive the men wild. Sometimes she can be found in the taverns either asking about information from her family's murder or missing brother. She also enjoys drinking and dancing as well. Plus the tavern is a good place to go if she feels like she needs some male attention. However she has yet to find a man that can keep up with her or better yet, be one step ahead. That would drive her crazy because she is very cunning and sly and is use to being the one who is one step ahead of everyone else. But don't think this woman doesn't have a temper cause she can be quite a firecracker if you set her of so beware cause she won't lose a wink of sleeping from killing someone.

LIKES •

horses; Her family use to always tell her she had a way with horses. And she has been riding since she was born. Horses are the one thing she can rely on and trust.

weapons; Before her family was killed she enjoyed bettering her skills using a knife and a pistol so she could beat her brothers in the completions they would hold amongst themselves. But now that she is on her own, she betters her skills to keep herself alive and has become quite good at it as well, able to throw a knife as far and as precise as any man as well as shoot a target with expert precision and skill.

thunderstorms; While a thunderstorm could prove to be dangerous and costly for a rancher, there something calming yet dangerous about them that she just couldn't help but love. Though that probably has something to do with the risk taker in her.

DISLIKES •

winter; Snow, ice wind and sleet. Nothing involving extreme cold appeals to her. Winter was always a hard season for her an her family and she will probably never ever like it.

gangs; While she doesn't hate all gangs in particular, she mainly hates the ideas some of them live by. This is also due to the fact that she believes it was one of the gangs that killed her family.

men; Though she does sleep around and sometimes enjoys a man's company, she can't stand the majority of them since they are mostly full of how women aren't their equals even though she could do anything any of those bastards could do.

WEAKNESSES •

men; What!? Women have sexual needs too! And while she will never admit that she needs a man at times, she definitely doesn't like to go to long without a little male indulgence.

her family; Even though they are dead, she has dedicated her life to finding their killers and killing ever single one of those men. It has now completely consumed her life and once she does get revenge it's a mystery what she will do then.

her missing brother; Though he is most likely dead and probably has been for years now, she hasn't given up the hope that he is still alive somewhere and would do anything to have him back.

STRENGTHS •

weapons; You like the things you're good at, right? That's how it is with Roxi. While she is incredibly skilled with both a gun and a knife, she prefers to keep her skills to herself and more often than not, plays up the fact that she is merely a woman. That gives her the advantage because every man would underestimate her without even knowing it.

riding; Riding horses since birth is a much more useful skill than one would think. Especially in these times where horses will take off and join the wild horse herds nearby as soon as you let go of their reins. Roxi's horse however knows all the tricks, as does she. She can ride bareback, hang off the side of her horse, whistle for it to come, ride without reins and use her legs to direct her horse and much more. Her horse is her best friend and if it weren't for him, she probably wouldn't have made it this far.

FEARS •

losing those she loves; How could one blame her, after her family was killed leaving her with no one to look after her and having to grow up faster than any other kid would its no wonder she fears getting close to others. After all, it seems like everyone she loves or cares about gets taken from her anyways.

a cage; What's worse than death you may ask? Why that would be a cage. Where one is left by themselves for the rest of their life, slowly losing their minds, slowing rotting away to nothing. That. That is worse than death.

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"And they've given you a reason to fight."

[style=text-align: left; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px;]FAMILY • Jack - Father (deceased), Lila - Mother (deceased), Ely - Oldest Brother (deceased), Jake - Middle Brother (missing), Sam - Youngest Brother (deceased)
PETS • Kamikaze (Taz) - Dun Stallion
HISTORY •

Growing up on a cattle ranch, there were always animals around, especially horses. She was the youngest of the four Kapolla kids and she was also the only girl. However she didn't act much like a girl, especially when she was younger. As a kid, she was always tagging along behind her brothers and wanting to do everything they did. At first her mother objected and tried to get her to enjoy more girly things including dresses and dolls but finally gave up when she saw that it was no use.

It was then that her father would take her out with him and her brothers and teach her everything he taught them. She absolutely loved being out on the range and went on the cattle drive as well, as soon as she was old enough. As she grew up a bit more, she took things a bit more seriously and was very competetive, especially when it came to contests with her brothers. She would practice shooting every day so that she would be better than her brothers and soon was. She was also a natural horsewoman and even as a child was able to ride with the best of them.

As she grew into a young lady, she finally let her mother teach her some of the more lady like things though she never took much interest in them and mainly did it to humor her mother. It was when she was about seventeen years old that tragedy struck her family. Roxi had met a boy that she liked a lot and would often sneak out of the house at night and take her horse to meet him a few miles from her house. She was always back before anyone noticed she was gone and saw no harm in it. It wasn't until one night, like any other night, that things took a turn for the worst.

That night, after she had snuck out and was sitting on the back of her horse heading up to the nearby foothills to meet the boy she was close friends with that she caught sight of the band of men headed towards her farmhouse. It took them only a mere twenty minutes to go inside her house, kill her family and steal their horses and belongings and then be on their way. By the time Roxi was able to get home, she was too late to save them.

With tears in her eyes, Roxi searched the house, rushing from one lifeless body to the other until she finally found her father who was struggling to take his last few breaths as a pool of blood began to form around him. Tears streaked her face as she crouched beside him and saw his dull eyes light up and a smile cross his face as he saw her face and then he was gone too. Furious and loss stricken, Roxi gathered all the food and valuables she could find as well as her clothes and other little things before heading back out to her horse who remained waiting outside the house for her. It wasn't until she was outside that confusion set in. Where was Jake? His body hadn't been in the house. Had they taken him with them? Had he hidden? Was he dead somewhere else?

Frantically searching the house and the barn as well as any other place her second oldest brother could be, she found nothing and came to the conclusion that he was either dead or long gone.

Wiping the tears from her eyes, determination spread across her features and she looked over at the house one last time before mounting her horse and heading off going who knew where. She was alone. That much she knew. And what she also knew was that she wanted revenge on whoever did this. But she would need help to get it. Turning towards town, she decided she might as well head to the tavern to see if she could scrounge up any information. She had the skills to kill and was twice the fighter and rider any man was. She could do this. She just had to. For her family.

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"And you're not going to take what they've got to give,"

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Honestly what more was there left for her to do now that she was alone with her parents and two brothers dead while her other brother was missing and most likely dead as well? How was one suppose to move on from that? Roxi sure as hell didn't know the answer to that and she couldn't force her body to move. To leave the house where just inside her family lay bleeding and lifeless. What sort of monsters would take out an entire family simply for a couple of horses and a few valuables? The Kapolla's definitely weren't rich but they weren't technically poor either. They were lucky enough to have inherited the farm as well as a large sum of money from her father's parents after they passed. Which left them able to care for themselves, make a decent living and still have food on the table, clothes on their back and shelter over there head.

However now things were looking pretty bleak for the seventeen year old who had been able to do nothing to save her family. Maybe if she would have been there she could have saved them. Maybe she would be dead with them instead of stuck in this life all alone. Either way, wishing and wondering didn't matter and it sure as hell wasn't going to keep her alive. No. If she wanted to live then she would need to pull herself together and move on. After all, the last thing she wanted was to lose her mind wandering the lands her family once owned and technically still owned. Did that make her the owner of the land and house and barn now? It made no difference. She was alone still and there was no way she would stay in the house that held the blood of her loved ones. Moving on would be her best choice right now and that was what she would do.

That had been four years ago to the day.

Sitting in the tavern not far from the town her family use to live in, Roxi sat at a table by herself in the corner, not partaking in any of the usual rowdiness of the bar but instead watching. Just watching. Hoping to caught sight of a man that sparked a memory of that terrible day. Or maybe even recognize the hide of a horse one of those murderous bastards had ridden away on. Hell, maybe she could even find one of the horses her family had owned that had been stolen from them as well. Tiny shards of hope was all she had to cling to. But at the moment, it was enough. It had to be enough. It was all her life was about now. Revenge. Blood. Murder. Those were the thoughts that more often than not haunted Roxi's brain. And she wouldn't be able to move on until she had claimed the lives of every last man that had been involved with the death of her family.

Her missing brother. He was also another small shard of hope. What if she could find him. Alive and well. That would give her someone to cling to. Someone to hold on to and never let go. She knew that she would never leave him if she was able to find him. After all how could she? When she would have been dead right along with the rest of her family if it hadn't been for that boy she had come to care so much for. His face flickered through her head now as she remembered their long talks and sneaking out of the house at night to meet him. Even their first kiss which had been a complete surprise to her. If it wasn't for him she would be dead too.

She should have gone and found him again. Thanked him for insisting that she meet him that night. For if she hadn't then her entire family might have been wiped out. But yet she found that she almost resented him for saving her without knowing it. After all, was this life really worth everything? Was it worth living another day while her family couldn't? She wasn't sure but she hadn't seen the boy since and probably never would see him again so it didn't matter now did it. Nothing mattered now except for the sweet revenge she longed for with every last fiber in her body. It was the reason she woke up each morning. It was her life.

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"And you're not going to let them take your will to live"

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