<div class="floatright">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/esq-01-serinda-swan-lg.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Player:</strong>Kokaine (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=27804)<br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Isabella “Izzy” Cipriani<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong>23<br/><br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><br/><strong>Height:</strong>5'9”<br/><br/><strong>Weight:</strong>143 lbs<br/><br class="clear"/><br/><br/><strong>Position(s):</strong>Wide Receiver / Defensive End<br/><br/><strong>Football skills:</strong>She is very fast and agile, has quick first steps which allow her to beat her opposition off the line, nice hands, and a nice vertical.<br/><br/><strong>Playing Style:</strong>Izzy prefers to leave her defenders in the dust from the snap and will run her defenders ragged if she can. The best thing about her is that the QB only has to get the ball near her and she'll take care of the rest—dive, stretch, or jump, she's getting the ball. She tends to leave the fancy stuff for others but is down to do whatever it takes for the good of the team, even if it means pushing herself past her limits. To her, getting the 'W' far outweighs any stats or highlights. On defense she's a beast who only has eyes for the QB—aiming to sack the QB or get a hand on the ball if she can. If the Offensive line is slacking, she'll be there to take advantage.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Izzy is a very fun, down to earth girl who isn't afraid to get down and dirty with the boys. She can be silly and energetic at times and very chill and relaxed at others. For the most part she is very comfortable in her skin and is always very unapologetically Izzy. She loves sports of all kinds—the rougher the better—sexy cars that go fast, robbing people blind in poker games, and has a secret love for comic books and anime. She can be kind of intense on the field but otherwise she is very laid back and likes to go with the flow. She does have a bit of a temper, inherited from her father, and while it is fairly hard to get her to that point it will be apparent when she slips into a stream of rapid Italian as she does anytime she is frustrated, upset, or angry. She's the type that will sacrifice herself for others, and will always take responsibility for her screw ups, even if unintentional. She isn't afraid of hard work and is very loyal and protective, if sometimes a bit naïve. When in the mood, she flirts almost unconsciously and definitely enjoys the attention she gets—once she's been made aware (she is terrible at recognizing when someone is interested or flirting if it is not very direct), but she has never had an actual relationship.<br/><br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>bisexual<br/><br/><strong>Sexual Preferences:</strong>Just depends, see O&Os for a list of offs.<br/><br/><strong>Talents</strong>: Singing, basketball, Kickboxing, Judo, Poker.<br/><br/><strong>Background</strong>: The youngest of 4 girls, Izzy grew up feeling somewhat like the odd girl out. Her mother, a one time supermodel, and older sisters were all the beautiful and uber glamorous type that just did not understand Izzy and her tomboyish ways. Were it not for her father, a former Italian soccer pro turned coach and consultant, she might have felt completely alienated from her family. Thankfully her father treated her like the son he had always wanted and encouraged her interests in athletics. While her mother and sisters always made an effort to show up to her games, just as she went to their dance and music recitals, it was her father who usually shuttled her to and fro, getting her to games and practices as best he could.<br/><br/>Out of the 4 Cipriani girls, Izzy was not the smart one, nor was she the pretty one, but her numerous awards and accomplishments in sports definitely made up for it. And while she felt like the ugly duckling in a family full of swans, her sisters always came to her for inside information on guys since she was friends with so many of them. She wouldn't grow into her looks until her senior year of high school and though she wasn't voted Prom Queen, like each of her sisters before her, she did enjoy her last year of high school immensely.<br/><br/>Having lettered all four years in basketball, soccer, and volleyball, and being an all-star player every year, Izzy pretty much had her choice of scholarship offers for competitive schools. Though her father wanted her to choose a soccer scholarship, she eventually chose basketball—but for him she worked her tail off to play soccer and volleyball as well in college. It was tough to manage and there were times when she thought she might have taken on too much at the college level but she stuck it out thanks to support from her friends and family, especially Lilah.<br/><br/>It was in college that Izzy met Lilah, her now ex-best friend. Having met at orientation the two became great friends right away, even deciding to room together. Apart from her teammates, Izzy hadn't had many female friends before. She could never seem to mesh well with the girls at her high school and usually felt most comfortable around guys. But with Lilah it was different. She was easy to get along with and things just sort of seemed to click into place between them. Even though Lilah was wanting to go to law school, Izzy could tell her friend had a passion for art and did all she could to encourage her best friend, even going so far as to sit for Lilah in various poses so she would have some inspiration. She never tried to change her friend's course because it was ultimately her decision, but she didn't hesitate to nudge her toward things that seemed to make her the happiest.<br/><br/>Getting along as they did, and living together the two of them grew closer and closer until Izzy one day realized that she was more than a little in love with her gorgeous best friend. Of course, by that time Lilah had been with her dick of an ex-boyfriend who could seemingly do no wrong in her friends eyes. It was terribly frustrating to her since, having grown up with mostly male friends, she saw through his little games right away but Lilah was in love with him.<br/><br/>She might have just let it go if Lilah was happy, but somehow it seemed to her that her best friend wasn't truly happy. Okay she actually had discovered that much from her best friend's journal. But really Lilah would be better off with someone who knew everything about her, who cared what she thought and felt, right? Izzy thought so. So she came up with the genius—a.k.a. not very well thought out—plan to prove to Lilah just how much of a sleaze her boyfriend was.<br/><br/>She almost didn't go through with it, deciding at the last minute that it wasn't her place to meddle... but then Lilah left her journal out, again, and Izzy couldn't hold back any longer. She'd seen for herself how her friend felt about her and how she really felt about her boyfriend, and the latest entry reconfirmed it. She knew Lilah would never ditch the jerk on her own, she would just keep making excuses for him and so Izzy took it upon herself to fix things.<br/><br/>She couldn't seem to get her friend to notice the times the jerk was flirting with other girls, he wasn't a complete idiot after all, but she did notice that he would be more than willing to have a little fun with her. So, despite not being into him at all, she lured him into bed with the intention of Lilah catching them. Naturally she had hoped her friend would come in before things got too far but Izzy was a tad out of her depth with things of this nature and one thing led to another... Next thing she knew her best friend walked in, caught them, and flipped the hell out.<br/><br/>There was a big fight between them. Izzy hadn't tried very hard to defend herself at first, but the loser tried to blame it all on her, even things from before, which pissed her off and made her want to punch him. Afterward, Izzy could only feel sick. Sick that she'd hurt her best friend and sick that she'd let the creep touch her at all. She had known deep down that she'd screwed up big time but part of her had still been glad that Lilah and the creep would be done. At least Lilah would be able to find someone who would make her happy.<br/><br/>While she had expected Lilah to be pissed for sure, she hadn't expected her be angry enough to try and bash in a car. And after she'd heard that her friend had mistakenly targeted the wrong vehicle and gotten herself in trouble, Izzy knew she had to come clean... after all, it was all her fault. But her plan backfired. Instead of taking the punishment herself, the Dean punished them all making everything ten times worse. Izzy lost her best friend, her best friend's scholarship and her own with one dumb idea.<br/><br/>With the assistance of her eldest sister, Izzy was able to stay in school but she had promised to pay her back. So she took to playing in poker tournaments when she could, and doing a few modeling jobs here and there. The poker she loved, and was good enough to make a little cash here and there. The modeling she hated. How her mother had put up with all of it she didn't know. This wasn't even a career for her and she wanted to stab someone in the eye every time she was told to do this or that. She hadn't minded sitting for Lilah, but this was torture—but she put up with it because she felt she deserved it as punishment for screwing up so badly. Her agent thought she had the potential to really go far, and had tried to convince her to quit school and go full time on more than one occasion but so far Izzy couldn't make herself do it. Still her agent continued to push at her, even going so far as to suggest she try out for the LFL when word of an expansion team reached him. He'd told her it would give her more exposure and give her a bit of an edge. She simply thought it would be fun, especially since after 4 years her NCAA eligibility was up. And if her former best friend would play as well—she had gone by Lilah and Eliza's place one day while she knew they were out and had slipped a personally addressed envelope containing a flyer into Lilah's open window to land atop her computer where she was sure to see it—that would be even better.<br/>