Post by Allisabeth Rohman on Nov 7, 2010 17:08:29 GMT -5
Sing For Absolution¡¿
“what is your name?’
{MALZ}... for we are many {17 }.’
“summoning the old man{PM} takes{NONE...YET}.’
“hell is any placeon earth over a matter of years{THREE+}.’
tiptoe to your room a starlight in the gloom
i only dream of you and you never knew[/font][/i]
Nickname:;Allie, Firefly
Age:;17
Placement in the World:; Demigod
Gender:; Female
Sexuality:; Bisexual
Gifts:;
School Year:; Junior
GODLY parent:; Hephaestus
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lips are turning blue a kiss that can't renew
i only dream of you my beautiful[/font][/i]
Hair Color:; Black, but ranges from a blue black to a red black.
Eye Color:; blue, but flashes red in certain instances
Height:;5'7"
Tattoos & Piercings:; several ear piercings, no tattoos, but she'll scribble plans and things on her arms with marker
Overall:; Allie is beautiful in her own right, maybe not as pretty as the daughters of Aphrodite, but she is still gorgeous. Her body is long and lean, slightly tan from working with fire, and definitely fit, with defined muscles that don't look too bulging. Her style includes many different kinds, she loves metal and leather look, she makes a lot of her own jewelery, but her clothes include durability and style in a nice match, but she isn't girly.
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there's nowhere left to hide in no one to confide
the truth runs deep inside and will never die [/font][/i]
Dislikes:;feeling out of control, water, bitchy girls, girly girls, country music, feeling tired
Desires:; create the ultimate weapon, conrtol her emotions, find a guy.
Fears:;being out of control, losing, being used
Strengths:;raw power, knowledge of weapons, persistence.
Weaknesses:;water, gullibility, friends/family/loves
Goals:; control her power, create the ultimate weapon.
Regrets:;not being in control those years ago, letting herself be used.
Quirks:; Draws on her arms when inspired, bits her fingernails, she is addicted to gum.
Secrets:; Charred her first boyfriend, destroyed her parents entire estate.
Overall:; Allie calls herself an artist. She takes her work seriously and is very focused when it comes to creating things. Creative and reliable, she takes a lot of pride in her creations. Maybe a bit too much, but she loves to help people when it comes to weapons, she is very knowledgeable with them. She just loves making things, explosives, blades, shields, you name it, she can make it. She may take her time, but Allie puts forth a lot of effort, making each unique to the user. In other cases, Allie is a emotional person and can let that get the best of her. She get's excited and angry to a degree that her abilities can take action with out her knowing. She can get caught in a corner as she cares about people so much that it can harm her or others, as she would put everything else in danger to save someone.
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our wrongs remain unrectified
i only dream of you and you never knew[/font][/i]
Parents:; Helena Rohman 40 (deseased), Hephaestus.
Siblings:; Archer Rohman, 15
Martial Status:; single
Overall History:; Helena Rohman was the heiress to end all heiresses. Her father owned more than half the state of Alaska, and it showed. Helena could get whatever she wanted. When an accident rendered her blind, she began to recover at a rehabilitation facility and slowly fell in loved with a lamed man. Helena truly loved him, as he loved her without knowing her financial status. She gave herself to him and bore him a girl, who she named Allisabeth in honor of her own mother. Helena soon learned the truth about her love, but she didn't care and continued to love him, as long as Hephaestus loved Allie in return.
Growing up, Allie knew her father was gone most of the time, only came to visit for birthdays or Christmas, but Allie knew that he had a job to do, although she was blind to the details. Allie grew up with everything handed to her on a silver platter, though she preferred to be alone in her room, dismantling and fixing things in her room, like her TV, the radio, ect. One night, when she was fourteen, Allie had a nightmare about her mother dying and her father walking away and set fire to the entire estate on fire, killing her mother. Allie walked out of the blazing house unscathed but scared. She was calling for her father, but no one came, as slowly, half on Juneau was scorched. Allie was taken in by her grandparents, who were confronted by Hephaestus, and told of her true nature, that she was a demigod. Wanting to try for a normal like for Allie, the grandmother tried her best to raise Allie like any other girl, but gave up when Allie turned sixteen. Allie was then sent to the only place she could be safe, suggested by her father, was the Athenta University. She just turned 17 a few weeks ago.
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falling from your grace
FIN[/font][/i]
It would be easier to say that Trinity was nervous. In reality, though, one could compare it to a train wreck. Dispite the fact that Trin had been here for a month or two, her place was a mess. There were mannequins everywhere, and that was an understatement. Loose fabric scraps littered the floor and there was so much paper, sketches that captures spats of genius from the past few weeks pinned to the wall. Half finished clothes as well and many, many fully dressed mannequins in long, voluptuous formal gowns took up most of the bedroom. As extravagant as the gowns were, the large master bedroom was still a mess.
The house in which Trin was staying, the large vacation home that her father bought for her, was large indeed. It was set right on the beach, with her own 'private' section right in her back yard, although she never enforced the privacy of it. The entire home was three stories tall, open and admired by most who saw it. Inside was even more lovely. Trin's father had the entire place remodeled and refurnished in time for her to move there. It was large, yes, but lonely, it wasn't a place to live, only to visit, She was able to convert the bedroom into her own personal haven, which made her feel like she was back in London, and it held a crazy familiarity to her own loft back home. But it wasn't the mess, which seemed to only be confined to her bedroom and the upstairs, the kitchen and living rooms were clean. It was the coming events that would start with a knock on the door at seven. A date with David Roberts.
He was one of the first people to befriend Trin when she arrived. In fact, it was her first day. Already feeling homesick, Trin walked the beach and stared out into the waters, reminding her of the summers spend with her sisters. She met David, and they have been great friends since. She told very little about her true life in London, careful about who to tell, as she didn't want to get word around about her identity. Already in London, many were asking about where the up and coming designer Trini Luce was. One slip, and the entire London Celebrity Collection would be in Santa Monica, including any rivals. It may seem much for a designer, but that was the fashion world, ruthless and cut throat.
Trin told herself to calm down, because pacing the marble floors of the bathroom were not going to held. Instead she carefully sifted though her wardrobe and picked out a midnight blue cami dress and gold jewelry, with a pair of black sandal heels. Comfortable and convertible, ready for anything to happen that night, and she stashed a pair of black flats, just in case. With her hair set in a soft wave and her make up done, she was able to just sit and relax for a few minutes, which allowed her to think and wait.
The house in which Trin was staying, the large vacation home that her father bought for her, was large indeed. It was set right on the beach, with her own 'private' section right in her back yard, although she never enforced the privacy of it. The entire home was three stories tall, open and admired by most who saw it. Inside was even more lovely. Trin's father had the entire place remodeled and refurnished in time for her to move there. It was large, yes, but lonely, it wasn't a place to live, only to visit, She was able to convert the bedroom into her own personal haven, which made her feel like she was back in London, and it held a crazy familiarity to her own loft back home. But it wasn't the mess, which seemed to only be confined to her bedroom and the upstairs, the kitchen and living rooms were clean. It was the coming events that would start with a knock on the door at seven. A date with David Roberts.
He was one of the first people to befriend Trin when she arrived. In fact, it was her first day. Already feeling homesick, Trin walked the beach and stared out into the waters, reminding her of the summers spend with her sisters. She met David, and they have been great friends since. She told very little about her true life in London, careful about who to tell, as she didn't want to get word around about her identity. Already in London, many were asking about where the up and coming designer Trini Luce was. One slip, and the entire London Celebrity Collection would be in Santa Monica, including any rivals. It may seem much for a designer, but that was the fashion world, ruthless and cut throat.
Trin told herself to calm down, because pacing the marble floors of the bathroom were not going to held. Instead she carefully sifted though her wardrobe and picked out a midnight blue cami dress and gold jewelry, with a pair of black sandal heels. Comfortable and convertible, ready for anything to happen that night, and she stashed a pair of black flats, just in case. With her hair set in a soft wave and her make up done, she was able to just sit and relax for a few minutes, which allowed her to think and wait.
This app was created by Alex or twistedimagination1315 on CAUTION 2.0. Now if you wish to borrow this please give her her credit for this. Or she'll summon computer demons to taunt you for eternity
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