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Post by Rosangela Fitton on Feb 20, 2008 6:53:41 GMT -5
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Post by Rosangela Fitton on Dec 20, 2008 4:29:57 GMT -5
All About YouName: Char Age: 17 Experience 7 yearsYour RP ChararacterName:
Real: Charlotte Rachel Fitton. Stage: Rosangela FittonAge:26 Gender:Female Height:Rosangela isn't very tall unlike some of her family members. Her sister is taller which annoys her. She stands at around 5ft 5" Appearance:Rosangela would describe herself as plain, though others disagree with this. Many of her friends and family in England say that she is as beautiful as an English rose, which is part of the reason Charlotte chose the name Rosangela for herself. But she still finds it hard to look in the mirror and see her beauty. She has never really had anyone to love her and to call her beautiful, so it has lowered her self asteem. Rosangela has long curly blonde hair, which sometimes annoys her. She would love for it to be straight like her friends, and sometimes it can go a little straight, but she has inherited her mother's hair, so it will soon go curly after a while. Her hair isn't overly curly though, it would be better to descripe her hair as having ringlits in it. But if asked, Rosangela would say that she did like her hair, and feels it is unique to her, and reflects her personality. Rosangela has light blue eyes, which is her favourite attribute about herself. She has her father's eyes, and loves the fact that she has something similar to her father apart from her personality. However, her eyes hold a lot of sadness and pain, she has gone through a lot, and this is clear when people look into her eyes. Personality:Rosangela is a kind and good natured person. Being brought up in a Christian home, she has always been taught to be good to others, and to never put herself before any other person. This upbringing has caused Rosangela to be very tolerant, even when she is not wishing to be patient. She always tries her hardest to please others and hates to see others unhappy. But Rosangela isn't all sunshine and dasies, when in the privacy of her home, she is often upset and in pain. It is when she is alone that she reveals her true self. And after a long life of pain, it is not hard to understand why she doesn't truely trust others, and is often fearful of others. Her only real comfort is her music. Many people have commented on how alike Rosangela is to her father, and this is indeed true. Rosangela has always been closer to her father then to her mother, and so has picked up a lot of her father's interests and dislikes. Like her father, Rosangela loves music, and sees it as a gift from God. For Rosangela, music is her higher power, and is what keeps her sane. Class: Middle-class Occupation:Leading Lady at the Opera Magnificant Pets:None Family:Father: Stephen- a musician Mother: Eve Sister: Joanna Rosangela also has a large amount of cousins, listing them would take a very long time. History:Rosangela was born to Stephen and Eve Fitton, her real name is Charlotte, but she uses Rosangela as her stage/french name. She lived in England for many years, and she never really had a brilliant childhood. She always felt lonely and that only increased when she had a sister. Rosangela had a large family, and there was a lot of love to go around, and although she loved spending time with her cousins, she often felt pushed to the side. The only time she was really happy, was when she was singing, and even then. She was sometimes made to stop, and that empty and lonely feeling would return. Another reason for Rosangela's sadness, is that although she had a mother, she never felt like she did. Her mother had epilepsy, well she still does. And so Rosangela and her sister were often teased by it, after all. It was a new and illness and not much was known about it. Most people thought it was because of demons, so people tended to stay clear of Rosangela. Which is partly the reason why she came to Paris and changed her name. Rosangela went through school and got her education, but she still longed to sing, so her father taught her a few things because he was a musician. However, when her mother got worse and could hardly move, Rosangela's lessons stopped and all hope for happiness died in her. So she put up a 'mask' and made the world think she was just like everyone else; normal and happy. But inside she was dying. After a trip to Paris with her sister, Rosangela discovered the Opera Populair, deciding it was somewhere for her to be who she truely was and for her to let her soul sour to the skies. She got her inheritance together and moved to Paris. Her parents were reluctant to let her go and tried to stop her, but she left anyway. When she arrived in Paris, she discovered that the opera house was burnt down, many rumours surrounded the event and it didn't take Rosangela long to find out what had happened, and she didn't believe any of it. She was a Christian and thought this nonsense about a ghost silly. Rosangela then bought her own house not far from the Opera Populair and hired herself a maid. After several months she found out that there was another opera house. But after attending a few shows she gave up hope of going there. She didn't think she was good enough. So now she just stays at home, waiting for the darkness to take ahold of her and to take her to the lord. Rosangela detests her lonlyness, and longs for someone to help her. But it would have to be someone special, she cannot bear anymore heartbreak RP Sample:With a heavy sigh Rosangela watched as the last rays of the sun dissapeared from sight as it descended behind the rooftops that surrounded her. It wouldn't be long till it would be completly dark and Rosangela would once again be alone. Alone to think over her own private thoughts without having anyone to question or judge her.
Of course, she didn't have to be alone, she had her maid Marie, and there was an extra room which the young maid could use. But Rosangela always dismissed her for the evening and allowed the young girl to stay with her friends and family. After all, she didn't need Marie during the night, and it would only make her feel uncomfortable if she knew someone was watching her.
After all, the dark hours of the night was when Rosangela practised her singing. She knew her voice was good, but she still needed practice. And although she was normally quite a confident women, she deeply feared singing around others in case they thought her voice... disgusting. She was very concious about her voice, and she didn't take too well to insults over her singing.
But she had come to Paris in high hopes of gaining confidence and singing in the famous Opera Populair. Sadly though, when she had arrived in Paris, the Opera house had been burnt to the ground. When she had talked to people, she had discovered it had burnt down ten years ago. Which surprised Rosangela because she had never heard of the event in England. Then again, not many Englishman knew of the Opera Populair. She only knew because she had often come to Paris on a holiday.
But now that it was destroyed, her high hopes of becoming an Opera singer was gone, of course she could go to the Opera Magnificant. But she had heard it was tough to get in there, and she didn't have the strength to try and fight her way into there. At least not yet, maybe soon she would. But for now all she had to do was find a teacher and train her voice to perfection.
As the moon began to rise, Rosangela smiled and sat in her bedroom chair. She found herself thinking over the past few months that had happened. She had left her family and friends behind, moved her, gotten a maid and had been getting to know a few people that lived around her. And from that she had learnt bits and pieces of what had happened to the Opera Populair. Not many people liked to talk of it. But there had been many mentions of a ghost. Which Rosangela had found herself laughing at.
She was a Christian, and she believed in no ghosts, only the Lord and the holy spirit. The talk of a ghost haunting the Opera house had amused her greatly. It was probably tricks and ilusions, or some simple girl making up stories. But from looking at people, she had seen that this silly fantasy had gotten quite deep. And she feared for the many people around her, it was not good to live in a world of dreams.
Looking at her clock, she decided that it was a good time to start her practice. Rising from her chair she opened the large doors that led out onto her balcony and pulled the thin curtains across to add as a small shield against the elements. It was slightly warm inside and she needed a cool breeze. But she didn't wish for there to be a large amount because it was Winter and she knew she could easily catch a cold if she wasn't careful.
Breathing deeply, she put her hand on her stomach area and closed her eyes. Memories flooded her mind, memories of her father; the very man who had started her teaching in singing. Her father was a musician so she had a musical ear and had picked up on things that surrounded her. Her father had noticed this and had begun to train her. But he could only do so much.
A sense of lonliness washed over Rosangela, and she felt small tears form in her eyes. She missed her family alot, and her friends. But truthfully she had always been alone, the majority of her friends were married and some even had children. Even her sister had someone to love her. But did she? No, never. Most people stayed away, they didn't see her like they saw other people. Rosangela had never known why.. but she was seen as an outcast. And it had caused her to become lonely. But she hoped that at least here she could find love.
"There's a saying old Says that love is blind. Still we're often told "Seek and ye shall find." So I'm going to seek a certain lad I've had in mind. Looking ev'rywhere, Haven't found him yet; He's the big affair I cannot forget - Only man I ever think of with regret. I'd like to add his initial to my monogram. Tell me, where is the shepherd for this lost lamb?"
She sung softly as she began to connect with her secret emotions, nothing in her words lied. Every word spoke truth to her, and indeed to others. But even if the words she sung could relate to anyone and everyone... right now they were personal to her and only her.
"There's a somebody I'm longing to see: I hope that he Turns out to be Someone who'll watch over me. I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood; I know I could Always be good To one who'll watch over me. Although he may not be the man some Girls think of as handsome, To my heart he carries the key Don't you tell him, please, to put on some speed, Follow my lead? Oh, how I need Someone to watch over me" Password one:Password two
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