Post by Gilda Dent on Aug 28, 2010 17:35:31 GMT
Full Name: Gilda Grace Dent (nee Gold)
Alias: N/A
Birthday: August 6th 1977
Age: 33
Hometown: Gotham City, New Jersey
Appearance: Gilda looks like someone plucked her from a 50s pin-up calendar and threw her into private school. She is of an average height with a curvy figure and a sharply drawn face. Her dark hair makes a feature of her equally dark eyes and full lips that she makes the most of with mascara and pinky plum lipsticks. When she works, Gilda is often seen in cotton trousers and a man’s shirt rolled up to the elbows, a scarf tied in her hair to keep it out of her face whereas when she dresses up, she always makes sure to pick the most glamorous of frocks.
Personality: Passionate and determined, Gilda can come across as rather extreme in her moods and interests. She approaches social situations like an army major, only letting her guard down when she feels she can trust a person – revealing her more vulnerable side. Her loyalty and creativity are perhaps her defining features as well as a continuing desire for beauty in the world around her.
Special Abilities: An accomplished sculptor and well-read woman, Gilda’s abilities rest in her education and charm rather than any superhuman skill.
History: Gilda Gold was born to respectable parents, Roberta and William, who had lived their whole lives in Gotham. William was a stockbroker, earning enough to allow Roberta to remain at home raising their daughter. From an early age, the Golds could tell Gilda was going to grow up pretty, with her dark hair, chiselled features and full lips and she was playing dress-up in her mother’s best frocks from the minute she could toddle into the closet. As Gilda grew up, she displayed an artistic flair, moulding her plasticine into figures beyond the skill level a child of her age should have. Realizing their daughter’s talent, the Golds filled the house with artists’ supplies and encouraged her hobby alongside her academics.
Deciding very quickly that she would happy as nothing except a sculptor, Gilda worked hard to get the grades she needed to be admitted to Gotham State and was accepted as an arts major. Here she excelled in her classes, producing sculptures that had her professor gushing over her. It was why, after gaining her degree, Gilda was taken on as an assistant, working in the university to pay her bills while she continued to sculpt. It was a little while later when she met Harvey Dent, then a humble law student, and was instantly infatuated with him. Gilda was not one for soppy romances but Harvey was her exception and she soon fell head over heels in love with him despite the limited time they spent together thanks to his studies. As they grew closer, Harvey entrusted Gilda with the secrets of his abusive childhood and she came to resent his parents as if his father’s crimes had been against her.
Anyone who knew them saw their engagement as inevitable, yet Gilda acted the part of surprised girlfriend well when one night Harvey took her to the top of the bell tower above the courthouse and got down on one knee. Gilda of course said yes straight away and soon after Harvey qualified as a criminal lawyer, the pair were married in a rather traditional style. As Harvey quickly advanced in his career to become Gotham’s DA, with promises of rising even higher, Gilda began work on her masterpiece: a life size marble bust of her husband. She went through versions in clay, toying with making the bust in bronze before she decided that only the purest white marble would do to show Gotham’s White Knight as she saw him.
The work was a labour of love and an expensive one, so Gilda was sure not to rush any part of the process, taking her time to make sure it would be a perfect copy of the man she adored. However, before she could finish the work, disaster struck the Dents. Gilda was working at the university when she received news that Harvey had been attacked in the courtroom while serving as prosecutor on the highly publicized trial of Sal Maroni. It was only when she got to the hospital, not remembering how she’d even made it there in her panic, that Gilda learnt what had happened. Maroni had thrown acid into Harvey’s face and he was now horribly scarred on the left side of his face. As he was treated, Gilda was left to sit in the waiting area with her imagination creating grotesque presumptions about what her husband would look like. When she was given Harvey’s belongings, Gilda immediately went through his pockets to find his two-headed coin in an attempt to hold onto something she saw as part of him, but when she discovered it, the coin too had been disfigured on one side. Her face must have shown her every thought as a passing nurse wordlessly hugged her after a quick glance.
When she was finally allowed in to see Harvey, Gilda became aware that their marriage would never be the same almost instantly. It had nothing to do with the disfigurement of his face, though she couldn’t deny that at first she could barely look at the ruined skin without feeling the need to burst into tears – but more the look she’d seen in Harvey’s eye when he’d come round. It was a dangerous sort of anger and it had scared her. But Gilda wasn’t about to give up on her husband now he really needed her so she gritted her teeth and tried to be positive for his sake while he healed up as much as was possible. But it soon became apparent that even Gilda’s best efforts would not be enough to save Harvey from himself.
Watching as her ‘White Knight’ husband transformed into a Jekyll and Hyde monster, Gilda sought the best of medical care from therapy to drugs to suppress the ‘new’ Harvey but nothing worked. For several months, Gilda clung to the hope that one day Harvey would wake up from his nightmare and realize that he still had his wife despite the disfigurement but it became more and more clear with each day that this was not going to happen. The day Gilda decided she could take no more of Harvey’s erratic and progressively violent behavior had not been particularly special or out of the ordinary. She had woken up and got dressed as usual, walking downstairs and looking over her house. Ever since the attack, the housework hadn’t been kept on top on and the simple notion of the carpets not having been vacuumed seemed to be enough to convince Gilda that enough was enough. She packed her suitcase and fled the property without so much as a goodbye to the man who’d filled her husband’s space in their bed.
After leaving Harvey, Gilda kept an eye on the news, feeling her heart sink every time his name came up in connection to some mob activity. Even though she’d left him and was pursuing a divorce, part of her still knew the Harvey Dent she’d fallen for was under the surface. More and more evidence of Harvey’s dual personalities began to emerge and collecting information about Harvey’s mental state became something of an obsession for Gilda. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t ever fully get over him.
The years rolled on, and though Gilda never managed to erase Harvey completely from her thoughts, she did begin to move on with her life. She took a more active role in the university art department as well as continuing to work from her apartment as a freelance artist. Taking a commission to make a sculpture for the Gotham General Hospital reception area, Gilda was to meet Dr Paul Janus, a paediatrician at the hospital. His name evoked thoughts of Harvey and so Gilda instantly had more time for him than for most other men she had tried to date since her divorce and seeing the way he acted around children made her believe they may have a future together. The pair began a tentative relationship that slowly became more serious until they began discussing marriage.
Their engagement almost became official as they dined out one evening before the restaurant manager got the attention of his customers to inform them that several Arkham Asylum inmates had broken out and it was advised that people made their way home. It was only later that Gilda heard that Harvey was holding several of the Arkham staff hostage and she did her best to stay indoors so reporters couldn’t mob her for a statement about her ex-husband. When Harvey was captured, Gilda did not know whether to be relieved or not and her relationship with Janus is now feeling the strain of her intense focus on her ex.
PB: Catherine Zeta-Jones
Alias: N/A
Birthday: August 6th 1977
Age: 33
Hometown: Gotham City, New Jersey
Appearance: Gilda looks like someone plucked her from a 50s pin-up calendar and threw her into private school. She is of an average height with a curvy figure and a sharply drawn face. Her dark hair makes a feature of her equally dark eyes and full lips that she makes the most of with mascara and pinky plum lipsticks. When she works, Gilda is often seen in cotton trousers and a man’s shirt rolled up to the elbows, a scarf tied in her hair to keep it out of her face whereas when she dresses up, she always makes sure to pick the most glamorous of frocks.
Personality: Passionate and determined, Gilda can come across as rather extreme in her moods and interests. She approaches social situations like an army major, only letting her guard down when she feels she can trust a person – revealing her more vulnerable side. Her loyalty and creativity are perhaps her defining features as well as a continuing desire for beauty in the world around her.
Special Abilities: An accomplished sculptor and well-read woman, Gilda’s abilities rest in her education and charm rather than any superhuman skill.
History: Gilda Gold was born to respectable parents, Roberta and William, who had lived their whole lives in Gotham. William was a stockbroker, earning enough to allow Roberta to remain at home raising their daughter. From an early age, the Golds could tell Gilda was going to grow up pretty, with her dark hair, chiselled features and full lips and she was playing dress-up in her mother’s best frocks from the minute she could toddle into the closet. As Gilda grew up, she displayed an artistic flair, moulding her plasticine into figures beyond the skill level a child of her age should have. Realizing their daughter’s talent, the Golds filled the house with artists’ supplies and encouraged her hobby alongside her academics.
Deciding very quickly that she would happy as nothing except a sculptor, Gilda worked hard to get the grades she needed to be admitted to Gotham State and was accepted as an arts major. Here she excelled in her classes, producing sculptures that had her professor gushing over her. It was why, after gaining her degree, Gilda was taken on as an assistant, working in the university to pay her bills while she continued to sculpt. It was a little while later when she met Harvey Dent, then a humble law student, and was instantly infatuated with him. Gilda was not one for soppy romances but Harvey was her exception and she soon fell head over heels in love with him despite the limited time they spent together thanks to his studies. As they grew closer, Harvey entrusted Gilda with the secrets of his abusive childhood and she came to resent his parents as if his father’s crimes had been against her.
Anyone who knew them saw their engagement as inevitable, yet Gilda acted the part of surprised girlfriend well when one night Harvey took her to the top of the bell tower above the courthouse and got down on one knee. Gilda of course said yes straight away and soon after Harvey qualified as a criminal lawyer, the pair were married in a rather traditional style. As Harvey quickly advanced in his career to become Gotham’s DA, with promises of rising even higher, Gilda began work on her masterpiece: a life size marble bust of her husband. She went through versions in clay, toying with making the bust in bronze before she decided that only the purest white marble would do to show Gotham’s White Knight as she saw him.
The work was a labour of love and an expensive one, so Gilda was sure not to rush any part of the process, taking her time to make sure it would be a perfect copy of the man she adored. However, before she could finish the work, disaster struck the Dents. Gilda was working at the university when she received news that Harvey had been attacked in the courtroom while serving as prosecutor on the highly publicized trial of Sal Maroni. It was only when she got to the hospital, not remembering how she’d even made it there in her panic, that Gilda learnt what had happened. Maroni had thrown acid into Harvey’s face and he was now horribly scarred on the left side of his face. As he was treated, Gilda was left to sit in the waiting area with her imagination creating grotesque presumptions about what her husband would look like. When she was given Harvey’s belongings, Gilda immediately went through his pockets to find his two-headed coin in an attempt to hold onto something she saw as part of him, but when she discovered it, the coin too had been disfigured on one side. Her face must have shown her every thought as a passing nurse wordlessly hugged her after a quick glance.
When she was finally allowed in to see Harvey, Gilda became aware that their marriage would never be the same almost instantly. It had nothing to do with the disfigurement of his face, though she couldn’t deny that at first she could barely look at the ruined skin without feeling the need to burst into tears – but more the look she’d seen in Harvey’s eye when he’d come round. It was a dangerous sort of anger and it had scared her. But Gilda wasn’t about to give up on her husband now he really needed her so she gritted her teeth and tried to be positive for his sake while he healed up as much as was possible. But it soon became apparent that even Gilda’s best efforts would not be enough to save Harvey from himself.
Watching as her ‘White Knight’ husband transformed into a Jekyll and Hyde monster, Gilda sought the best of medical care from therapy to drugs to suppress the ‘new’ Harvey but nothing worked. For several months, Gilda clung to the hope that one day Harvey would wake up from his nightmare and realize that he still had his wife despite the disfigurement but it became more and more clear with each day that this was not going to happen. The day Gilda decided she could take no more of Harvey’s erratic and progressively violent behavior had not been particularly special or out of the ordinary. She had woken up and got dressed as usual, walking downstairs and looking over her house. Ever since the attack, the housework hadn’t been kept on top on and the simple notion of the carpets not having been vacuumed seemed to be enough to convince Gilda that enough was enough. She packed her suitcase and fled the property without so much as a goodbye to the man who’d filled her husband’s space in their bed.
After leaving Harvey, Gilda kept an eye on the news, feeling her heart sink every time his name came up in connection to some mob activity. Even though she’d left him and was pursuing a divorce, part of her still knew the Harvey Dent she’d fallen for was under the surface. More and more evidence of Harvey’s dual personalities began to emerge and collecting information about Harvey’s mental state became something of an obsession for Gilda. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t ever fully get over him.
The years rolled on, and though Gilda never managed to erase Harvey completely from her thoughts, she did begin to move on with her life. She took a more active role in the university art department as well as continuing to work from her apartment as a freelance artist. Taking a commission to make a sculpture for the Gotham General Hospital reception area, Gilda was to meet Dr Paul Janus, a paediatrician at the hospital. His name evoked thoughts of Harvey and so Gilda instantly had more time for him than for most other men she had tried to date since her divorce and seeing the way he acted around children made her believe they may have a future together. The pair began a tentative relationship that slowly became more serious until they began discussing marriage.
Their engagement almost became official as they dined out one evening before the restaurant manager got the attention of his customers to inform them that several Arkham Asylum inmates had broken out and it was advised that people made their way home. It was only later that Gilda heard that Harvey was holding several of the Arkham staff hostage and she did her best to stay indoors so reporters couldn’t mob her for a statement about her ex-husband. When Harvey was captured, Gilda did not know whether to be relieved or not and her relationship with Janus is now feeling the strain of her intense focus on her ex.
PB: Catherine Zeta-Jones
