Post by viola cervantes. on Oct 27, 2007 16:14:17 GMT -5
STATUS finished
SILLY MORTAL
NAME Eininin
GENDER YOUR MOM
CONTACT PM
EXPERIENCE I think I’m getting close to 2 years now
HOW'D YOU FIND US HIJA!
TIME ZONE Eastern
THE MONSTER WITHIN
NAME Viola Cervantes
AGE 19 in human years
GENDER Feminine
SPECIES Vampire
SEXUALITY Straight
SUPERNATURAL FREAK
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Weight/Height Her weight can vary. When she hasn’t fed around 97 pounds, but after it can differ by around 10 pounds. She standstall at 5’3 and a half.
Shape Viola is on the rather scrawny side. She’s lacking in most curves, although there is some definition when she wears insanely tight clothing. But she sports a more so boyish/box like figure. And is a tad small chested. She is very fit however.
Facial Features Viola has extremely long and defined rosy cheeks. Her eyes are like a foggy blue, but whenever she’s extremely pissed they become completely grey. Her nose is pretty average, no strange warts or anything on it, just kind of, there. And her lips a somewhat cute, although they have been known to chap up every once in a while.
Hair Viola likes her hair probably the most out of all of her feature, it comes down to about the middle of her chest. It’s blonde waves are appealing and while most girls hate the curl in their hair, she welcomes it. But has been known to straighten them away sometimes.
Other Viola is pale, excessively pale. She always has been, it’s not just a ‘vampire’ thing. But it brings great contrast to the rose color of her cheeks. On the side of her stomach is a scar, about 3 inches long, a thin line straight down the side. From when she was younger and slipped, scraping her side across a wire.
PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION
Mysterious ‘The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all art and science. He to whom emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead… his eyes are closed- Albert Einstein’
Every girl needs a little mystery to herself, to keep the people wanting more. Viola is the poster girl for that. Never giving out to much information until exactly the right point. She’ rather gather all the information she needs on something before she goes and makes any decisions.
Deceitful ‘There is a smile of love, and there is a smile of deceit, and there are smiles of smiles, in which these two meet. – William Blake’
Well… Viola has a very ‘innocent’ look to herself. And she often uses it towards her advantage. Luring people into her web of lies she creates, and believe me, lying is np problem for her. She can come across as the most well mannered and behaved girl, but isn’t afraid to turn her back on that image. But if it falls, she’ll build it right back up.
Charming ‘All charming people, I fancy, are spoiled. It is the secret of their attraction.- Oscar Wilde’
Pat of the attraction of Viola is that she can charm her way out of, or into, any situation. Compliments, lies, manipulation, controlling people, whatever method it still works. And after all, nobody likes to be lonely, so when companionship strikes her mood, there’s alwayssomeone something to do.
Spirited ‘Life is either a daring adventure or nothing. To keep our faces toward change and behave like free spirits in the presence of fate is strength undefeatable.- Hellen Keller’
While not terribly outspoken, Viola does like her opinions to be heard. She wants to have a good time and have fun, it’s always been a need of hers foe as long as she can remember.
Powerful ‘First you get the money, then you get the power, then you get whatever the Hell you want.- Scarface/My own warp on the last part’
Viola is very powerful girl for being on the small side. She has way more strength than it would appear on her tiny bones. And besides that she just sort of has a way to command attention, like it was her birth right or something. People often dislike that.
LIKES walking in the dark
Moonlight
Music
Food
Men
Sex
Alcohol
Blood (duh)
Clan
Powers
Clothes
Parties
Trench coats
Dark sunglasses
Make-up
Bright city lights
DISLIKES werewolves
The color green with yellow
Tears
Getting to close emotionally with people
Getting caught
Cats
heights
OTHER
HOW THEY BECAME WHAT THEY ARE Well it started with Violas past. Her parents were not really parents at all. When she was 4 her mother had took of with some boyfriend. (They later found out she was murdered by the same boyfriend, go figure?) And she was raised by her grandmother, as her father was an alcoholic and never felt the need to be a parent. Her grandmother was old and frail, the bet she could do was keep Viola feed. Everything else was a privileged she had to work for. Mostly by stealing. At 16 her grandmother passed away, so it was her father who had technical custody over her.
Things we’re terrible, they kept getting kicked out of apartments, starving and having to beg for money on the streets. This continued for 2 more years until she couldn’t handle it anymore. She ran away, figuring it wouldn’t be to bad since she knew the streets. But on this night everything changed. Viola attempted to find refuge in an old alleyway, and there she was attacked, the vampire bite her, but as he was about to leave, some for of consciousness provoked him to taking her with him. She was part of their clan soon after.
SHOW OFF
RP EXAMPLE I was to lazy too find a good one=]
It seemed the Earth at the moment was in a very perplexing, yet beautiful stage in its yearly cycle at the moment. The trees that had once shown bright green leaves and had been full of life now slowly began to wither away as the life within moved on. Of course it would return sooner or later, but still it remained a depressing sight to see the symbol that had once represented summer, happiness and generally speaking good times, slowly began to disintegrate. The Earth smelt still sweet, and some fallen colored leaves had coated the ground with their various colors. The picturesque scene was quite and still, occasional ruffling and shifting of the ground caused by the wind, but nothing more. The way the sun had begun to set across the treetops was almost to perfect, everything seemed perfect once returning to Hogwarts. It was a happy place to be there was an escape hidden beneath here.
That one special escape had been the grounds of Hogwarts, they we’re fun to explore, to learn about the magic hidden away. Maybe none could quite understand the rush of it all, they might of seen it as boring old school, but they should know better. It’s a place where absolutely anything could happen, and wasn’t that little sense of adventure more than worth the side order of school? Surely none would disagree, but then of course there was always those few knobs who had nothing better to do than argue. The pathways towards the Black Lake hadn’t been to terribly difficult to find, it was still somewhat bright out so that nearly made it impossible to get lost. Generations of students had walked these paths before, yet at times it still felt like the first time you ever wandered of to explore on your own, not knowing what wonders you would come across. Kristin had realized early on that every now and then a ‘mental health’ moment alone wouldn’t hurt. It probably wasn’t to kind of you to force yourself on a strict schedule consisting of the basics, (which to some of course means strictly school.)
The Lake itself fit it’s title well, it was a Lake, and it was Black… Need I say more? But beneath those caliginous waters we’re things the imagination could not even think of, but wasn’t that the way it tended to go here in this world? With a mind as blank as a stone Kristin sat a safe distance away from the watery shores, you could never be too careful when it came to the unknown. Once upon a foolish dare she presumed it would be perfectly acceptable for her to march her way into the water and back out with no harm done. Lets just say it was an unwise dare she wouldn’t been to keen on doing again. With legs folded neatly beneath, the thought couldn’t help cross her mind that perhaps something was out there. Maybe watching, or just simply passing through, either way it left an un-settled feeling in her stomach, with galling Goosebumps creeping their way up her arms like tiny ants. Her stomach lurched slightly, a nervous reflex she’s often dealt with during Quidditch if she had messed up and someone on her team had gotten hurt (which usually left her feeling guilty for weeks at a time.)
Standing swiftly, an unmistakable crack came of from somewhere to her left. Kristin narrowed her eyes slightly, squinting in the direction of the sound. She thought she saw a figure leaning over the waters edge like she had been. But not many students really retreated to the Black Lake, well none at least that she knew off. Her wardrobe had been extensively casual, trading in her skirt for some pants which she’d rolled up. And a rather simple white blouse, her wand had been shoved inside of her light jacket, which her hand was itching to grasp for. The light from the sky swiftly flickered in and out from the trees, as Kristin’s mind worked fast to recognize this new presence. The person, or thing, seemed almost to dark or reserved, maybe she had just been over reacting but you never could be too careful with these parts. Slowly etching her way closer to the dark figure, the roles had soon felt flipped. Like now she was the predator stalking the prey, but if only she could get a better damn look! Without a second of hesitation she pulled out her wand, grasping the end slightly and pointing it towards the figure.
The strangely colored clouds above disjointed themselves, separating their ways, and moving apart. Leaving gaps In between to allow the sun to radiate down upon the dark setting. And Kristin could now see who it was she had been pointing her wand at and ready the duel with at any moments notice. Severus Snape was it? Yes, most certainly it was him, she’d recognized him almost instantly when the sun radiated down on his rather recognizable features. Many students had made fun over the years, hexes and jinxes were thrown at him almost everyday. Now for the most part Kristin wouldn’t have hesitated to hex another student if it we’re for just a laugh, but she knew how it felt to be tortured by your peers. And torture wasn’t her forte. Becoming alarmingly aware of how exposed she was there in the light just staring at Severus Kristin withdrew her wand, forcing it behind her back slightly, and dashed behind the cover of the nearby trees and bushed that surrounded them.
Damn…
She had made a lot of noise with her movement, no doubt he had heard, maybe he was deaf however? Probably not, but worth a chance. Kristin skimmed her way off a little bit, hoping to soon return to the same path she was on earlier and sooner rather then later would be best, as too avoid an awkward conversation, but she didn’t know these paths as well as she’d thought. Once again raising her wand, she muttered “Lumos.” And a bright light flickered and beamed out from the top of her wand, now at least she could see a big scary hole before she fell in it.
MODEL Ashley Olsen (some pictures might be Mary-kate, I can’t tell the difference)
CUSTOM TITLE Only in your dreams
QUESTIONS, COMMENTS, CONCERNS Nope
CODE REMOVED; CONFIRMED.
I, ERIN!, hereby understand that PAPER BAG is unrated and thus I am opening myself to the idea of it. I will not complain about this, because it was stated in the rules and I read them. I also understand that if I am to post in the unrated context that I will label my post with the proper warning. I will respect the view's of my fellow members as well, and will not judge.
SILLY MORTAL
NAME Eininin
GENDER YOUR MOM
CONTACT PM
EXPERIENCE I think I’m getting close to 2 years now
HOW'D YOU FIND US HIJA!
TIME ZONE Eastern
THE MONSTER WITHIN
NAME Viola Cervantes
AGE 19 in human years
GENDER Feminine
SPECIES Vampire
SEXUALITY Straight
SUPERNATURAL FREAK
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Weight/Height Her weight can vary. When she hasn’t fed around 97 pounds, but after it can differ by around 10 pounds. She stands
Shape Viola is on the rather scrawny side. She’s lacking in most curves, although there is some definition when she wears insanely tight clothing. But she sports a more so boyish/box like figure. And is a tad small chested. She is very fit however.
Facial Features Viola has extremely long and defined rosy cheeks. Her eyes are like a foggy blue, but whenever she’s extremely pissed they become completely grey. Her nose is pretty average, no strange warts or anything on it, just kind of, there. And her lips a somewhat cute, although they have been known to chap up every once in a while.
Hair Viola likes her hair probably the most out of all of her feature, it comes down to about the middle of her chest. It’s blonde waves are appealing and while most girls hate the curl in their hair, she welcomes it. But has been known to straighten them away sometimes.
Other Viola is pale, excessively pale. She always has been, it’s not just a ‘vampire’ thing. But it brings great contrast to the rose color of her cheeks. On the side of her stomach is a scar, about 3 inches long, a thin line straight down the side. From when she was younger and slipped, scraping her side across a wire.
PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION
Mysterious ‘The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all art and science. He to whom emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead… his eyes are closed- Albert Einstein’
Every girl needs a little mystery to herself, to keep the people wanting more. Viola is the poster girl for that. Never giving out to much information until exactly the right point. She’ rather gather all the information she needs on something before she goes and makes any decisions.
Deceitful ‘There is a smile of love, and there is a smile of deceit, and there are smiles of smiles, in which these two meet. – William Blake’
Well… Viola has a very ‘innocent’ look to herself. And she often uses it towards her advantage. Luring people into her web of lies she creates, and believe me, lying is np problem for her. She can come across as the most well mannered and behaved girl, but isn’t afraid to turn her back on that image. But if it falls, she’ll build it right back up.
Charming ‘All charming people, I fancy, are spoiled. It is the secret of their attraction.- Oscar Wilde’
Pat of the attraction of Viola is that she can charm her way out of, or into, any situation. Compliments, lies, manipulation, controlling people, whatever method it still works. And after all, nobody likes to be lonely, so when companionship strikes her mood, there’s always
Spirited ‘Life is either a daring adventure or nothing. To keep our faces toward change and behave like free spirits in the presence of fate is strength undefeatable.- Hellen Keller’
While not terribly outspoken, Viola does like her opinions to be heard. She wants to have a good time and have fun, it’s always been a need of hers foe as long as she can remember.
Powerful ‘First you get the money, then you get the power, then you get whatever the Hell you want.- Scarface/My own warp on the last part’
Viola is very powerful girl for being on the small side. She has way more strength than it would appear on her tiny bones. And besides that she just sort of has a way to command attention, like it was her birth right or something. People often dislike that.
LIKES walking in the dark
Moonlight
Music
Food
Men
Sex
Alcohol
Blood (duh)
Clan
Powers
Clothes
Parties
Trench coats
Dark sunglasses
Make-up
Bright city lights
DISLIKES werewolves
The color green with yellow
Tears
Getting to close emotionally with people
Getting caught
Cats
heights
OTHER
HOW THEY BECAME WHAT THEY ARE Well it started with Violas past. Her parents were not really parents at all. When she was 4 her mother had took of with some boyfriend. (They later found out she was murdered by the same boyfriend, go figure?) And she was raised by her grandmother, as her father was an alcoholic and never felt the need to be a parent. Her grandmother was old and frail, the bet she could do was keep Viola feed. Everything else was a privileged she had to work for. Mostly by stealing. At 16 her grandmother passed away, so it was her father who had technical custody over her.
Things we’re terrible, they kept getting kicked out of apartments, starving and having to beg for money on the streets. This continued for 2 more years until she couldn’t handle it anymore. She ran away, figuring it wouldn’t be to bad since she knew the streets. But on this night everything changed. Viola attempted to find refuge in an old alleyway, and there she was attacked, the vampire bite her, but as he was about to leave, some for of consciousness provoked him to taking her with him. She was part of their clan soon after.
SHOW OFF
RP EXAMPLE I was to lazy too find a good one=]
It seemed the Earth at the moment was in a very perplexing, yet beautiful stage in its yearly cycle at the moment. The trees that had once shown bright green leaves and had been full of life now slowly began to wither away as the life within moved on. Of course it would return sooner or later, but still it remained a depressing sight to see the symbol that had once represented summer, happiness and generally speaking good times, slowly began to disintegrate. The Earth smelt still sweet, and some fallen colored leaves had coated the ground with their various colors. The picturesque scene was quite and still, occasional ruffling and shifting of the ground caused by the wind, but nothing more. The way the sun had begun to set across the treetops was almost to perfect, everything seemed perfect once returning to Hogwarts. It was a happy place to be there was an escape hidden beneath here.
That one special escape had been the grounds of Hogwarts, they we’re fun to explore, to learn about the magic hidden away. Maybe none could quite understand the rush of it all, they might of seen it as boring old school, but they should know better. It’s a place where absolutely anything could happen, and wasn’t that little sense of adventure more than worth the side order of school? Surely none would disagree, but then of course there was always those few knobs who had nothing better to do than argue. The pathways towards the Black Lake hadn’t been to terribly difficult to find, it was still somewhat bright out so that nearly made it impossible to get lost. Generations of students had walked these paths before, yet at times it still felt like the first time you ever wandered of to explore on your own, not knowing what wonders you would come across. Kristin had realized early on that every now and then a ‘mental health’ moment alone wouldn’t hurt. It probably wasn’t to kind of you to force yourself on a strict schedule consisting of the basics, (which to some of course means strictly school.)
The Lake itself fit it’s title well, it was a Lake, and it was Black… Need I say more? But beneath those caliginous waters we’re things the imagination could not even think of, but wasn’t that the way it tended to go here in this world? With a mind as blank as a stone Kristin sat a safe distance away from the watery shores, you could never be too careful when it came to the unknown. Once upon a foolish dare she presumed it would be perfectly acceptable for her to march her way into the water and back out with no harm done. Lets just say it was an unwise dare she wouldn’t been to keen on doing again. With legs folded neatly beneath, the thought couldn’t help cross her mind that perhaps something was out there. Maybe watching, or just simply passing through, either way it left an un-settled feeling in her stomach, with galling Goosebumps creeping their way up her arms like tiny ants. Her stomach lurched slightly, a nervous reflex she’s often dealt with during Quidditch if she had messed up and someone on her team had gotten hurt (which usually left her feeling guilty for weeks at a time.)
Standing swiftly, an unmistakable crack came of from somewhere to her left. Kristin narrowed her eyes slightly, squinting in the direction of the sound. She thought she saw a figure leaning over the waters edge like she had been. But not many students really retreated to the Black Lake, well none at least that she knew off. Her wardrobe had been extensively casual, trading in her skirt for some pants which she’d rolled up. And a rather simple white blouse, her wand had been shoved inside of her light jacket, which her hand was itching to grasp for. The light from the sky swiftly flickered in and out from the trees, as Kristin’s mind worked fast to recognize this new presence. The person, or thing, seemed almost to dark or reserved, maybe she had just been over reacting but you never could be too careful with these parts. Slowly etching her way closer to the dark figure, the roles had soon felt flipped. Like now she was the predator stalking the prey, but if only she could get a better damn look! Without a second of hesitation she pulled out her wand, grasping the end slightly and pointing it towards the figure.
The strangely colored clouds above disjointed themselves, separating their ways, and moving apart. Leaving gaps In between to allow the sun to radiate down upon the dark setting. And Kristin could now see who it was she had been pointing her wand at and ready the duel with at any moments notice. Severus Snape was it? Yes, most certainly it was him, she’d recognized him almost instantly when the sun radiated down on his rather recognizable features. Many students had made fun over the years, hexes and jinxes were thrown at him almost everyday. Now for the most part Kristin wouldn’t have hesitated to hex another student if it we’re for just a laugh, but she knew how it felt to be tortured by your peers. And torture wasn’t her forte. Becoming alarmingly aware of how exposed she was there in the light just staring at Severus Kristin withdrew her wand, forcing it behind her back slightly, and dashed behind the cover of the nearby trees and bushed that surrounded them.
Damn…
She had made a lot of noise with her movement, no doubt he had heard, maybe he was deaf however? Probably not, but worth a chance. Kristin skimmed her way off a little bit, hoping to soon return to the same path she was on earlier and sooner rather then later would be best, as too avoid an awkward conversation, but she didn’t know these paths as well as she’d thought. Once again raising her wand, she muttered “Lumos.” And a bright light flickered and beamed out from the top of her wand, now at least she could see a big scary hole before she fell in it.
MODEL Ashley Olsen (some pictures might be Mary-kate, I can’t tell the difference)
CUSTOM TITLE Only in your dreams
QUESTIONS, COMMENTS, CONCERNS Nope
CODE REMOVED; CONFIRMED.
I, ERIN!, hereby understand that PAPER BAG is unrated and thus I am opening myself to the idea of it. I will not complain about this, because it was stated in the rules and I read them. I also understand that if I am to post in the unrated context that I will label my post with the proper warning. I will respect the view's of my fellow members as well, and will not judge.
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