Post by aphrodite on May 28, 2010 12:41:42 GMT -7
† Aphrdoite - Monroe - Nox†
†Affy, Rodi, Roe†
[/center]† General Information †
Full Name: Aphrodite Monroe Nox
Nicknames: Affy, Roe, Rodi
Gender: Female
Race: Werewolf
Age: Twenty-two
Age they appear: Early twenties
Occupation: By day she's a student, trying to get her masters in Archeology and at night she's an exotic dancer.
Orientation: She straight as an arrow, but sometimes she flirts with the femmies.
Health Problems: She's bit of an alcohlic
† Personality †
Basic Personality:
Aphrodite does what she wants and when she wants without thinking of the outcome or the consequences. She will not take no for an answer. She’s clever in the art of manipulation and seduction. She's very promiscuous. She has problems when it comes to commitment. Ever since Jacob left her, she's been afraid to get close to a man. When she thinks things are become to seriouse, she quickly pushes them away.
Rodi can be a royal bitch. Thought she prefers using her hateful words, at times she does lash out with her fists. She can put up quite the fight. She is strong and opinionated when it comes to issues that matter. Fiercely protective of herself, she doesn't tolerate anyone who messes with her. Whenever she starts to argue, many would find it in them to just back down because she is definitely a woman who won't when she should. She's very outspoken.
Aphrodite does have a good side, hidden away behind the cobwebs. There are two people whom she cares dearly for, her older sister and her dog Alue. Rodi can be sweet, she just needs a bit of warm-up to you. Just buy her a couple of drinks and within a few minutes the two of you with be laughing your asses of with arms around each other.
Poor Rodi is pretty vulnerable and doesn’t like to show it, so she puts a wall up. All she needs is people to lean on, people she can call at two in the morning because she can’t sleep, people who will do whatever for her. She’s incredibly loyal to her best friends and expects the same loyalty back from them. If you mess with one of her friends, oh baby you better watch out, because Affy will come flying at you and make sure you wished you never messed with anyone.
Affy is very bold. She has never done a low-key thing in her life. She’s out to make an impact, and she won’t stop until she knows she’s succeeded at least that much. She works very hard to get good grades and is determind to graduate college with a masters degree in Archeology. She's promised her self that as soon's she's done with school she'll quit her job as a dancer and go travel the world, a dream of hers ever since she was a young child
Likes:
[+] Men
[+] Toying with others
[+] Alcoholic beverages
[+] Hair dye
[+] Sex
[+] Smoking
[+] Singing
[+] Dancing
[+] The rain
[+] Darkness
[+] Snakes
[+] Dark chocolate
[+] Apple pie
[+] Horror films
[+] Halloween
[+] Winter
[+] Red lipstick
[+] Popsicles and lollipops
Hates:
[-] Hot summer days
[-] Preppy girls
[-] Snots
[-] White chocolate
[-] Being told no
[-] Christmas
[-] Grapes
[-] Life
[-] Her mother
[-] Sushi
[-] Country music
[-] Her Grandparents
Talents:
[†] Can be very seductive and knows exactly what to do to get what she wants from a man
[†] Wonderful dancer and very flexable
[†] Is a great cook and baker. She knows how to make a killer lasagna
[†] Can speak two langauges: English and Dutch
[†] Knows very well how to use a gun
Habits:
[&] Loudly pops her bubble gum
[&] Is always checking her cellphone
[&] Taps her foot when impatient
[&] Smokes
† Appearance †
Skin Color: Rodi is far from being tan, she bit on the pale and creamy side of the spectrum. She isn't one of those girls who go out and 'fake bake' nor is she out in the sun much.
Hair Color: Rodi's hair is everything to her and she loves to mess around with it. As part of her rebellious past, she dyed her lovely blond locks hot-pink and has kept it that color ever since. Recently, she added a black layer beneath.
Eye Color: Hazel-nut brown
Build: When Rodi kicks off her four inch heels, she stands in at five feet and six inches. She has a slender build with long legs and lovely curves. She has a very high metabolism and only weighs about 125 pounds.
Piercings/Scars/Tattoos:
A small mole can be visible right above her lip, which was how she had gotten her middle name, Monroe. She has a few scars, which most came from her abusive mother. The one that usually stands out to people is the burn on the back of her right shoulder, which looks very much like the end of a curling iron.
Choice of Clothing:
Affy loves to pop and wears quite a lot of color. She really has no sense of style and just throws on what ever she can find. She’s mostly found wearing skinny jeans and graphic t-shirts. She loves to wearing tight fitting cloths, enjoying the way they to cling every part of her slender body. Booty short, short shorts, and mini skirts are also amung her fashions. She likes to be ridiculous, truely not caring what others think of her. She bulks up on the accesorries, wearing lots of bracelts and necklaces.
Shoes are the world to her. Ballet flats, stilettos, leather boots, and sneakers, her closet is like a freakin’ shoe store. When it comes to make-up, Rodi applies quite a lot of eyeliner. She likes to make her eyes pop and puts on smokey eye shadow. Red lipstick is her best friend, she's never leaves the house without it.
Wolf Appearance: Rodi has a strong and slender build. She stands to be 4'9' and has long, powerful legs that carry her to places with a few strides. Her pelt is thick and the color of a desert sand. A small patch of fur upon her head is reserved for her hair that she so much enjoys dying, mostly it's hot-pink. On her right shoulder, a patch of fur is missing and a burn scar the shape of a thin rod can be seen.
Other:
† History †
History:
Aphrodite was born on a stormy night of December 25th. An angel from heaven, her parents had called her. Rodi was a spoiled little brat, getting just about everything that she wanted. Her parents hated to see her sulk and would do anything to keep that frown upside down. This attention whore was quite the handful. She was curious of the outside world and was always found rolling around in the mud or trying to eat a friendly caterpillar. Yes, she was not afraid to get dirty and would get into just about everything and anything. It seemed life was perfect.That was until she turned eleven and she had to move to London with her family.
Rodi's mum, Pandora, had lost her job as an actress. Her movies weren’t selling and on top of that, the pie shop she owned was forced to shut down due to an infestation of rats. At the age of twelve, things got even worse. Father lost a great amount of money when his bank was closed and his stocks unfortunately crashed. He didn’t take this very well and ended up going mad. It was poor fourteen year-old Ambrosia (Affy's older sister) who stumbled upon his body with his head blown to bits. Pandora turned to alcohol to try to get over the loss of her husband and it wasn’t long before she first hit Aphrodite; a slap across the face for leaving on the bedroom light. Over time, Rodi grew accustom to locking herself in the bathroom with her older sister every night, where she slept in the bathtub while Ambrosia sung to her, trying to keep her mind off of the screaming mother at the other side of the door.
Finally, when Rodi was fifteen, seventeen year-old Amber snuck her out of their mother’s home. They ran away and rented out a hotel room. While Ambrosia worked at a near by restaurant, Affy had to stay in the tiny little room and try her best not to die of boredom. It didn’t take long before Amber realized she wouldn’t be able to make the money to pay for both the room and food. She called her father’s parents (Her mother had forbidden for her to call them and had even threatened to kill her if she ever dared to speak to them) and asked for help.
Rodi hated living with her grandparents. She hated being told what to do and was getting sick of being forced to feed the chickens, milk the cows, and clean out the horse barn. At the age of sixteen, she began to rebelled against them. She would sneak out of the house and wonder around the city, trying to find someone who would be willing to get her booze or drugs. It was during this time she met a young man named Jacob. The two became close fast, and eventually became girlfriend and boyfriend.
One night, Rodi met Jacob at the park and the two went walking to find a place to watch the sun go down. Just as the sun set, Jacob asked her a question she would never forget. “Do you love me?” Rodi had gone quiet, looking at him intently, finally choosing an answer which to her, was the truth. “Yes, of course I do.” Jacob shook his head, “No, I mean do you really love me? Like enough to want to remember me forever?” Now she had to think, his question had caught her off guard a bit, and finally she answered yes to this as well, and he smiled. “Then you will.” As he said it, he began to turn.
Rodi had watched in horror, and amazement as the boy she had come to care for turned, right before her eyes, into a werewolf. She didn’t budge when he bit her. Well, that’s how she had felt at the time. The next morning, her grandparents announced that they were to move. After several attempts to get together, and a ton of unanswered letters, she gave up on Jacob. He never really cared for her… and now she was stuck, stuck with this curse. She dared not tell anyone and was afraid what her grandparents would do when they figured out their granddaughter was a monster. Her sister had moved away a year before and now she had no one to talk to. Rodi decided it was best to get away from her family and ended up running away, back to Londin. She was only seventeen and living in the streets. Here she made money by selling her body for sex and dealing drugs. Rodi had a hard time learning to control her animal side and within two months she already killed four humans. She couldn’t due this anymore and wished she could just curl up into a little ball and die.
One sunny afternoon, while Rodi was getting herself prepaired for her next client, a young man approached her in the streets. "I know what you are and I can help you." He told her. This man was a vampire and for the past few months he had been watching the werewolf newbie. He ended up taking Rodi under his wing, giving her a home and a job at the strip club he owned. Some of his dancers were werewolves and they helped Rodi with her control issues.
Mother/Father:
William Vanden Bosch-Father
Pandora Nox-Mother
Siblings: Ambrosia Kaylie Nox -Older sister
Offspring: None
Other: Oma and Opa Vanden Bosch
† RP example †
A scream echoed through the hall as a door was yanked open. "You nasty little bugger!" A voice shrieked. A young woman stomped out of her room, one of her arms held out. She held tightly to a mouse by the tail and flung it out. "I swear someday I will kill you!" She shrieked once again. She gave away a shiver with disgust as she remember the nasty feeling of the mouse rub against her that morning. Slamming her door closed, she quickly jumped back into her queen sized bed. She pulled the pink covers over her head,trying to go back to sleep. Snuggling deep beneath her pillows, she slowly closed her eyes.
A large fist knocked on the door. "Carson, will you please wake up" A low voice called out, her father. "Its already three minutes passed noon."
"Leave me alone" mumbled Carson, throwing one of the many pillows from her bed at the door.
Her father spoke again. "Carson, I swear, I will break down this door. Get your butt in the shower, and do what ever girls do these days to get ready. Jacob needs to be dropped off at James', and you are to drive him" Carson groaned, throwing off layers of blankets. "I better get paid!" She stepped out of bed, and still half asleep, she somehow managed to walk herself to her bathroom.
Carson started her shower, quickly stripped, and hopped in. She closed her almond shaped, blue-green eyes, letting the hot water drown away her sleepiness. She squirted a glob of strawberry-kiwi shampoo into her waist length, dark hair, rubbing it in gently. She rinsed herself off as fast as she could, turned off the water, and wrapped a towel around her slim, tall figure. She blasted on the blow dryer, brushing out as many knots she could out of her locks. Carson dried herself up and pulled on highlighter-yellow shorts along with a white tang-top. She tied her hair up into a messy bun,before adding a layer of clear, sparkly gloss to her lips. A sweet smile curled up her lips as she stared at herself in the mirror and grabbed her keys that sat on the toilet. Pulling on a pair of moccasin boots, she headed out of her room. "Ready?" She hissed, staring evilly at her brother.
The little boy gulped, hugging tightly to his pet mouse, he looked up at his father with pleading eyes. "Can't you drop me off?" He squeaked. Carson ignored him and stuffed her cell into a furry brown purse that matched her boots. She put on a pair of black sunglasses and walked into the garage. Carson hopped into her yellow spider mustang and waited for Jacob, drumming her red painted nails on the dashboard.
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