Rosalin Done

[rosalin]

†Rosalin-Sarai-Thorn†

†Rose†

†General Information†

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Full Name: Rosalin Sarai Thorn
Nicknames:Rose
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Age they appear: 15
Race:Vampire
Orentation: Straight
Health Problems: Ummmm... besides being dead and a vampire, none.

†Personality†

Basic Personality:Rose is very defensive, is aggressive when she knows (or thinks) she’s right, and will up and punch you if you make her mad. If she's mad, she is incredibly hard to get along with, unless she has odd feelings toward you (as in, she has a crush on you, which doesn't happen very often.)However, when she’s in a good mood, she’s kind, and she will go out of her way to help someone (unless that someone finds his/her way on her bad side). If she doesn't like you, and you do anything she doesn't like, she will not hesitate to attack you with the intent to kill. She is okay with being alone, but doesn’t shun company, either. She makes a good friend if she likes you, and will protect her friends to the death. She likes being high (as in, in the air) and loves the feeling of wind through her hair.
Likes:
†Being up high
†Arguing (if she doesn't like you)
†Taunting guys with no intent to go any farther
†practicing sword-play (yes, she does know that it's out of date, and no, she doesn't care.)
†Dressing in very bright T-shirts and adding random bright colored accesories, including a pair of neon yellow fishnet gloves.

Hates:
†Annoying people
†Being bound to one place
†People drinking until they have absolutely no sense left
†People with homosexual tendencies
†O negative

Talents:
†Getting away
†Climbing (trees, mostly)
†Taming animals
†Sword-play (mostly due to a lifetime devoted to it)
†Acting

Habits:
†Getting angry
†Practicing her sword-play; even when she doesn't have her sword, she's going through moves
†Snapping her fingers to the beat of a horses hooves
†Taunting guys
†Picking on younger vampires

†Appearance:†

Skin Color: lightly tan, but pale underneath (Does anyone else know what I mean?!)
Hair Color: Black with yellow streaks. It is usually stuck into a tight ponytail, but for the short pieces of hair that make up her bangs in the front (all are uneven pieces that were never actually cut into bangs, just came into being).
Eye Color:Piercing blue
Build: Athletic
Piercing/Scars/Tattoos:A cartlige ring in both ears (usually a silver loop with a blue rose engraved)
Choice of Clothing:A brightly colored shirt, black jeans, black boots, neon-yellow fishnet gloves, and a thin blue scarf around her neck.
Wolf Appearance: N/A
Other: Her features are sharp and almost elf-like; her ears have slight points at the top. She has a spray of freckles across her nose, but they are hard to see against her skin. She is roughly 5'7", and is very skinny.

†History:†

History: Rosalin has lived in London almost her entire life; she moved once to New York in America when she was thirteen, and moved back to London when she turned fifteen, which she considered a birthday present, even though it was a convenience of transfer for her father. Shortly after they had moved back, however, Rosalin was changed shortly after they moved back, and she couldn't go back to her family afterward; she didn't feel like she'd be accepted (because of the fear of vampires), so she spared her parents the news and just left. She never went very far away from her home, but she made very sure that her parents never saw her. She always kept close tabs on them, until a year ago, when she realized that they were fine without her, and that she was wasting her life there. Ever since she's roamed around London, taking care to avoid her old home.
Mother/Father:Allison Thorn, Daniel Thorn
Siblings: None
Offspring:None
Other: None

†RP example:†

[Rosalin:]

I leaned against the wall of the alley, watching the entrance carefully for my pursuers. I was really glad that I didn't have to breathe. If I did, it would have been really labored and, well, loud. I heard their footsteps pound past the alley and sighed menatally before I pushed away from the wall and started down farther down into the alley.

I laughed quietly as I walked. Those had been some guys that I 'shouldn't have messed with', or so they said. I had purposely led them on without realizing that they weren't really straight. They hadn't shown any tendencies, so I hadn't realized... but they hadn't cared. They were gay, apparently, and when I'd led them on, they were... well, a little ticked. Especially since I had a pretty bad reputation around here for that. I just wasn't interested in actually dating a guy; it was just fun to lead them on and give them false hope. Then I'd set up a date with them and never show. Or I'd walk with them to their residence and then laugh when they suggested I go in with them. It was who i was, I didn't really care who noticed.

I walked by a drunk past out in the alley and snorted, then kicked him. Another of the kind of people I couldn't stand; the kind of people who drunk themselves silly and then couldn't keep themselves from getting into trouble or passing out on the sidewalk. The guy didn't even flinch. I rolled my eyes and kept on walking. He was out cold. Probably hadn't been out there very long, either. I almost wished some vampire that was hungry would come along and kill him. I couldn't stand drinking from drunks or gays. It just... bugged me. Like, a human eating food that had bugs in it before it was cooked; technically, there wasn't anything wrong with it, it was just the fact that it was there, the fact that you knew it was there, that made you not want to eat it.

I picked up my speed until I was running as fast as I could. I really wanted to get home before the sun came up, and it didn't look like it'd be all that long. I relished in the wind blowing through my hair and chuckled to myself. I lloved this feeling. Almost made me feel like I was alive again. I missed those days... My footsteps pounded on the floor as I practically flew toward my home.

I flew through the door and slammed it shut behind me just as the sun started to come up. I sighed and chuckled again. I loved cutting it close like that. The adrenaline rush... it felt so good. Again, the feeling of being alive again. I loved it to pieces.

I walked to the couch in my small living room and plopped down, sighing as I relaxed.

I couldn't wait to taunt some more guys tonight, as odd as that seemed. And I couldn't wait to punch some sense into some people that made me mad.

My wrist moved as I blocked imaginary blows with an imaginary sword. I closed my eyes and imagined the world in medieval times, when sword-play was actually important, before I slowly drifted to sleep.

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Name:Rosalin
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[DODES]

Okay, since you're character was bitten, they wouldn't really age all that slowly, and since they're over twenty, they would appear to be a young adult. Other than that, though, it looks all good. If you fix the age she appears, you can be accepted. rofl