Post by Rosalind Dashwood on Feb 22, 2008 17:59:18 GMT -5
All About You
Name: Lissy
Age: 16
Experience A few years maybe? I have also set up my own RP sites
Your RP Chararacter
Name:Rosalind Dashwood
Age: 17
Gender:Female
Height:5'8
Appearance: [at least two paragraphs] Celeb: Keira Knightly
Rosalind is beautiful, no doubt about that, her face is heart shaped and her eyes are big and brown. Her nose is fashionably small and her mouth seems to shine, her eyes light up when she smiles and they have such a warmth to them people are rarely intimidated by her
Her hair emphasises her pure beauty and she sometimes uses it as a safty blankjet and when she is sad ebnough she cries into it.
She is tall for a girl and slim too, due to the fact she eats less than she should, even though these qualities would lead to her being recognized she blends into the background intead
Personality: [at least two paragraphs]
Rosalind is shy, she always has been, its probably due to being a middle child, where she felt squashed and unwanted. But she has a good heart, after her Mums death, she looked after her baby sister.
Although mainly an introvert she is extroverted around her friends making them laugh and laughing along to the others.
She can get upset easily, her Dad loved her Mum so much that after her death he went mad and disappeared, she hates this and often cries because of this.
She is also very intelligent and deep, this combined makes her imaginative and she is often lost in it,during rehearsals too, thinking of stories and of tales. She loves to listen too and to her, everything is singing, even the wind.
Class: [high class, middle-class, low class]Middle Class
Occupation:Chorus Girl// Dancer
Pets:None, used to have a dove but she let it free after her Mums death
Family:
Mother Juliette (deceased) (nee Monteagle)
Dad:Henry (whereabouts unknown)
Older Brother: Louis, 25 working towards being a minister
Younger Sister:Helena, 13, Adopted along with Orphelia
Younger Sister:Orphelia , 5, now adopted to a new family
History: [At least three paragraphs]
Rosalinds father was a writer, his books were well read in Paris and he was slightly famous. Her mother used to be singer but quit once she met Henry. He wrote a song for her, and she decided that would be her last song ever, the song was beautiful, but they did not sell it on, the personal meanings were too great, this stopped the Dashwoods from soaring into the Upper class.
Rosalind was born into a lower middle class family, she was named after the character Romeo was in love with before he met Juliet. She spent four years of being the youngest, then Helena, named after a chracter in Shakespeares Midsummer Nights Dream was born and she felt forgotten about, not even when she was ill did anyone care for her. She grew up feeling very alone, but still could not help but love her younger sister, who adored her, and she sometimes hated any attention put onto her.
When she was 11 her brother left to work in the church and suddenly she was the oldest one and she felt scared about all the attention she now recieved
When Rosalind was 12 Orphelia was born and she was not prepared for her Mums death a few months after childbirth due to an infection, or her dads reaction to it. She then spent the next month fretting over everything. Her dad's severe depression and Helenas tears.
She would often sing her sisters to sleep which trained her voice for the 8 years she lived with younger sisters.
After the first month her Dad disappeared and for the next 6 months it remained a secret, with Rosalind looking after her sisters, frantically trying to contact her brother, he always seemed too busy for her though. When they were found Helena and Orphelia were taken away from rosalind and she was taken to the Opera magnificant where she was chosen as a dancer due to her sylph like figure and graceful movements.
No one knows of her singing out the window once everyone is asleep in the hope that her sisters can hear voice carrying in the wind
RP Sample: [At least three paragraphs]
Many people looking upon the graveyard would have marvelled at the pure untouched beauty of it, it is rarely disagreed that that the most beautiful things are untouched things. The graveyard was silent and covered with a thick blanket of snow, the graves them selves , from the parts that were visible over the snow, were frosted over, and it seemed to make it glow in the brilliantly setting sun, making the whole sky a stunning orange colour
The graveyard itself was empty, so no-one apart from Rosalind could see the beauty of it, she was glad of that, she could sing and no-one would hear her. She knelt down by her mums gravestone and removed a Rose from her hair. "I love you Mum" she whispered. "Everything is so messed up. i have not seen Orphelia, or Helena or Louis since you died" tears pured down her cheeks and she wiped them away.
She cleared her throught and sang softly
"Wish I could see you
Outside my dreasm too
Wish i could hear
You talking again
What should I do now
I just still need you
And...And"
Her voice was sweet and pure, it had a freshness that was rarely heard only in Christine Daae and the lead singer of the Opera Magnificant had it.
Rosalind succomed to tears, burying her face in her hands.
"I miss you, so much"
Her Mum was the only person who gave her attention when Marie was born, she was the only person she had wanted attention from.
"Just keep the family safe. And watch over them. Please." she whispered wiping her eyes she got up and walked through the thick snow back to the opera house as she closed her eyes and listened to the winds song, which seemed to echo the tune of her one.
Password one: DeChagney
Password two Miranda Richardson
Name: Lissy
Age: 16
Experience A few years maybe? I have also set up my own RP sites
Your RP Chararacter
Name:Rosalind Dashwood
Age: 17
Gender:Female
Height:5'8
Appearance: [at least two paragraphs] Celeb: Keira Knightly
Rosalind is beautiful, no doubt about that, her face is heart shaped and her eyes are big and brown. Her nose is fashionably small and her mouth seems to shine, her eyes light up when she smiles and they have such a warmth to them people are rarely intimidated by her
Her hair emphasises her pure beauty and she sometimes uses it as a safty blankjet and when she is sad ebnough she cries into it.
She is tall for a girl and slim too, due to the fact she eats less than she should, even though these qualities would lead to her being recognized she blends into the background intead
Personality: [at least two paragraphs]
Rosalind is shy, she always has been, its probably due to being a middle child, where she felt squashed and unwanted. But she has a good heart, after her Mums death, she looked after her baby sister.
Although mainly an introvert she is extroverted around her friends making them laugh and laughing along to the others.
She can get upset easily, her Dad loved her Mum so much that after her death he went mad and disappeared, she hates this and often cries because of this.
She is also very intelligent and deep, this combined makes her imaginative and she is often lost in it,during rehearsals too, thinking of stories and of tales. She loves to listen too and to her, everything is singing, even the wind.
Class: [high class, middle-class, low class]Middle Class
Occupation:Chorus Girl// Dancer
Pets:None, used to have a dove but she let it free after her Mums death
Family:
Mother Juliette (deceased) (nee Monteagle)
Dad:Henry (whereabouts unknown)
Older Brother: Louis, 25 working towards being a minister
Younger Sister:Helena, 13, Adopted along with Orphelia
Younger Sister:Orphelia , 5, now adopted to a new family
History: [At least three paragraphs]
Rosalinds father was a writer, his books were well read in Paris and he was slightly famous. Her mother used to be singer but quit once she met Henry. He wrote a song for her, and she decided that would be her last song ever, the song was beautiful, but they did not sell it on, the personal meanings were too great, this stopped the Dashwoods from soaring into the Upper class.
Rosalind was born into a lower middle class family, she was named after the character Romeo was in love with before he met Juliet. She spent four years of being the youngest, then Helena, named after a chracter in Shakespeares Midsummer Nights Dream was born and she felt forgotten about, not even when she was ill did anyone care for her. She grew up feeling very alone, but still could not help but love her younger sister, who adored her, and she sometimes hated any attention put onto her.
When she was 11 her brother left to work in the church and suddenly she was the oldest one and she felt scared about all the attention she now recieved
When Rosalind was 12 Orphelia was born and she was not prepared for her Mums death a few months after childbirth due to an infection, or her dads reaction to it. She then spent the next month fretting over everything. Her dad's severe depression and Helenas tears.
She would often sing her sisters to sleep which trained her voice for the 8 years she lived with younger sisters.
After the first month her Dad disappeared and for the next 6 months it remained a secret, with Rosalind looking after her sisters, frantically trying to contact her brother, he always seemed too busy for her though. When they were found Helena and Orphelia were taken away from rosalind and she was taken to the Opera magnificant where she was chosen as a dancer due to her sylph like figure and graceful movements.
No one knows of her singing out the window once everyone is asleep in the hope that her sisters can hear voice carrying in the wind
RP Sample: [At least three paragraphs]
Many people looking upon the graveyard would have marvelled at the pure untouched beauty of it, it is rarely disagreed that that the most beautiful things are untouched things. The graveyard was silent and covered with a thick blanket of snow, the graves them selves , from the parts that were visible over the snow, were frosted over, and it seemed to make it glow in the brilliantly setting sun, making the whole sky a stunning orange colour
The graveyard itself was empty, so no-one apart from Rosalind could see the beauty of it, she was glad of that, she could sing and no-one would hear her. She knelt down by her mums gravestone and removed a Rose from her hair. "I love you Mum" she whispered. "Everything is so messed up. i have not seen Orphelia, or Helena or Louis since you died" tears pured down her cheeks and she wiped them away.
She cleared her throught and sang softly
"Wish I could see you
Outside my dreasm too
Wish i could hear
You talking again
What should I do now
I just still need you
And...And"
Her voice was sweet and pure, it had a freshness that was rarely heard only in Christine Daae and the lead singer of the Opera Magnificant had it.
Rosalind succomed to tears, burying her face in her hands.
"I miss you, so much"
Her Mum was the only person who gave her attention when Marie was born, she was the only person she had wanted attention from.
"Just keep the family safe. And watch over them. Please." she whispered wiping her eyes she got up and walked through the thick snow back to the opera house as she closed her eyes and listened to the winds song, which seemed to echo the tune of her one.
Password one: DeChagney
Password two Miranda Richardson
