Post by scarlett megara rose on Jul 18, 2014 9:09:14 GMT -5
WELCOME TO THE GENESIS PROJECT,
SCARLETT MEGARA ROSE !
| PASSIONATE | CREATIVE | BRAVE |
SCARLETT MEGARA ROSE !
| PASSIONATE | CREATIVE | BRAVE |
[BASICS]
... easy to say
Name: Scarlett Megara Rose
Age: Eighteen
Birthdate: 03.28.
Gender: Female
Species: Volo Half-Demon
Canon or Original: Original
[THE LOOKS]
... don't let them get to you
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 115 lbs
Build: Thin, slightly athletic
Hair Color: Light brown
Eye Color: Brown
Distinguishing features: Scarlett takes good care of her skin and hair, taking pride in her appearance. She likes to look in such a way that makes her memorable by appearance alone. Her earlobes are pierced once, but she has her cartilage pierced once in both ears. She has no tattoos, and there are various, little scars over her body from minor injuries from athletic events, but her biggest scar is a small, puncture-like one on her left foot from when another runner stepped on her foot with their spikes on.
Styling (1 paragraph): Scarlett tends to dress very sophisticated, priding herself on her appearance. Her clothes are always of the finest quality that she can afford, and she prefers pants and shorts to skirts and dresses, liking fluidity in her movement. She's very in tune with her sexuality, but her clothes are always rather modest. She likes simple jewelry, never wearing anything excessive. She mostly wears boots or flats, though she'll wear heels on occasion. All her clothing is made for her to run at any moments notice, just in case. Her hair is either down around her shoulders or up in a simple ponytail.
Play- By: Emma Watson
[INSIDE]
who you really are...
Personality: Scarlett is always on her toes, one step ahead of the game. She's a very trustworthy person, really, but she does what she wants to get what she wants. She'll screw over just about anyone in order to gain something, but there are a select group of people in her life that she would never harm, that she would do anything for. It's a small group, but those people have her love and devotion far more than Scarlett would care to admit. She's a cunning woman, always needing to constantly be aware of her surroundings. With a quick-wit and a sharp tongue, she is rather un- lady-like at times, shocking people with her abrasive nature. She is brutally honest and doesn't care what secrets she reveals if she thinks the scrambling aftermath will be entertaining. However, she, like anyone, wants to eventually settle down and find someone to love, though she's worrying about herself and the impending, unplanned infant on the way. She's athletic, but also rather artsy, and her ability to paint is something she keeps hidden from the world.
Likes: running, the idea of true love, the fact that she's having a baby, painting, singing
Dislikes: being bossed around, having little freedom, being pestered when she wants to be alone, not being the best at all she tries to accomplish, excessive heat
Strengths: running, painting, singing, naturally nurturing, brutally honest
Weaknesses : sometimes can't keep her mouth shut, incredibly headstrong, a bit un-lady-like, abrasive, can be quite rude at times
History: Sophia Delia Rose had been working at the local institute for the criminally insane when she was young, working solely as a guard and nothing more. One night, there was an outbreak. A Volo demon, among others, had broken out of his cell and, in his rampage, had taken Sophia and raped her. It hadn't lasted long, but it had been enough. When the guards finally found the demon and gotten him back into his cell, the deed had been done. Sophia was pregnant. She had run home to her fiance with the terrible news, and they had agreed to lie to their daughter, to protect her. They were married quickly, telling their parents that it was because they were pregnant with a daughter of their own and that they wanted to be officially married when the child was born. Scarlett was born eight months later, being premature.
The girl didn't think much of her heritage, always finding it strange that she had eyes so much unlike her mother's and father's, but she grew up with the lie. As far as she was concerned, Todd and Sophia were her parents. It was when she was sixteen, that she discovered the truth. Her mother and father were talking to each other late one night about when they were going to disclose the information to Scarlett when she overheard it. She confronted them about her lineage, as well as the fact that she had the ability to move things that she'd never been able to explain. Her parents had always written her off, told her it was her imagination, but now she knew the truth.
On her eighteenth birthday, at a party to celebrate, she slept with a guy that she had grown fairly fond of. Shortly thereafter, she learned that she was pregnant. She hasn't told him yet, dreading what he will say. Still, the idea of having a baby has given her hope for a future with a sense of normalcy, and she's incredibly excited.
[THE PUPPETEER]
... behind the curtain
Alias: Meg
Experience: 7+ Years
Example of your writing (only for your first character):
Talia's eyes lowered slightly as she saw the woman before her move. Her hand was resting on the butt of a pistol, tucked away in a holster. Talia's eyebrows rose, bringing her gaze back up to meet the other woman's. A handgun on a Ministry worker? That was certainly unusual. Most wizards and witches in her profession used their wands and, when the occasion called for it, their fists. To see a gun on a witch.. well, it was certainly amusing. Was she not confident in her own abilities in offensive spells that she had to resort to a loud and messy Muggle weapon?
"A vampire, I'm guessing. Sorry, but you'll need to find your fix elsewhere."
Talia smirked, laughing darkly. "Very good!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together sarcastically. "You know your halfbreeds. Surprising you haven't made a move to kill me, yet. Isn't that what all Ministry dogs are trained to do? Attack first, ask questions never?" she inquired, smirking. She placed her hands on her hips, calming watching as the other woman lifted her pistol up, leveling it on her.
"Now, I'm going to ask you once more to leave."
"For one," Talia purred, looking at the witch. "You never asked. For two," she stated, stepping forward. She tilted the woman's gun down slightly, targeting her heart. "You know what I am, but you neglect to remember that your silly little weapon won't hurt me. No blood runs through these veins of mine, and my heart does not beat. I'll be healed up and on top of you before you can even blink," she replied, eyes flashing dangerously. "Now. Step aside, unless you'll let me taste you instead. You smell just as heavenly as you look."
"A vampire, I'm guessing. Sorry, but you'll need to find your fix elsewhere."
Talia smirked, laughing darkly. "Very good!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together sarcastically. "You know your halfbreeds. Surprising you haven't made a move to kill me, yet. Isn't that what all Ministry dogs are trained to do? Attack first, ask questions never?" she inquired, smirking. She placed her hands on her hips, calming watching as the other woman lifted her pistol up, leveling it on her.
"Now, I'm going to ask you once more to leave."
"For one," Talia purred, looking at the witch. "You never asked. For two," she stated, stepping forward. She tilted the woman's gun down slightly, targeting her heart. "You know what I am, but you neglect to remember that your silly little weapon won't hurt me. No blood runs through these veins of mine, and my heart does not beat. I'll be healed up and on top of you before you can even blink," she replied, eyes flashing dangerously. "Now. Step aside, unless you'll let me taste you instead. You smell just as heavenly as you look."
