Rosaline Aryana Blackthorne

[Rosaline Blackthorne]

Rosaline Aryana Blackthorne

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Characters Personal Information

Name: Rosaline Aryana Blackthorne
Gender: Female
Age: Early twenties
True Age: 5,739
Hair Color: Jet black
Eye Color: Amber
Skin Tone: Peach
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 132lbs
Sexual Orientation: Hetero / Experimental
Talent: Cupid's Arrow
What Does It Do?: The abilites performance is something to behold, or at least to Rosaline and her two little familiars. She creates a pink ethereal bow, along with a blinding white arrow. No one else can see the weapon, but can see her take the position to fire. The missile never misses, as it passes through objects and people that it's not intended for. Once it strikes the target, they become utterly infatuated with Rosaline, doing whatever shes asks to show their devotion. The skill is used rarely to keep suspicion down when a new boogie follows her around. The effects last no longer than one day.
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What Are They Like?

Likes:
Tristan
Jak
Tristan!
Ryo
Tristan!!!
Cuddling with Tristan


Dislikes:
Naelona
Aione
Haru
Piper
The 'Harem'

Turn Ons:
Black leather
Wings
Bad Ass attitude
Eye patch
Tall

Turn Offs:
Not Tristan
Two functioning eyes (able to cope with)
Bubbly happy
Trying too hard

Nervous Habits:
Talking to Jak
Talking to Ryo
Speaking with other's about her 'Mystery Lover'

Fears:
Losing Family
Losing Tristan's 'attention'
Losing her familiars

Appearance:
Very similar to her brother, her outfits consist of both metal and dark cloth, though not leather in her case. The silk-like black dress has protective steel running along around her chest, offering at least minimal protection against whatever fowl motives act against her. A belt hangs loosely around her waist, the complex designs hanging off small tassets. Her long, flowing sleeves also hold the metalwork, but no where near as protective. The sleeves open up from the mid upper arm down, giving her near free use without being tangled up in her own movements. Her arms are often covered in her longer gloves, talons attached to the end. They can be useful for scratching, but can't do near as much damage as Tristan's old sword. This weapon is not always with her, but always kept safe. He use in it is limited, but she can fend for herself if the occasion arises. Her tall leg wear doubles as a form of open-toed shoe, steel again appearing on the cloth. Rosaline's black hair is often kept up, tied with a a feathery ornament, similar to the one around her neck. A choker of black leather and red spikes wraps her neck up. Finally, her wings, a lighter shade of black than her hair, can usually be found folded behind her back as she patrols about her daily life.

Personality:

Much like her family, her mood varies upon who she speaks to. To her humans, if she decided to keep any for a time, she is gently and sweet, almost like a friend... almost. On those bad days she can cause them to cower in a corner in fear as she bursts into a rage. But those are rare and few. Toward her boogie counterparts she treats them kindly, though maybe not as much as her humans. Because of her raising in the Blackthorne home, that is how it will always be. She does not treat boogies poorly, but far from as well as her slaves.

And finally... when she is around her brother, Tristan, she can be a mixture of things. If the thought of how close she is to the love of her life is out of mind, she speaks to him rather casually, like a good sibling does. A sarcastic remark, criticism here and there, and the possibility of being nice, to the extent siblings can go. But, when thinking about it, she becomes easily flustered, shy, and blushes constantly when looking deep into the amber eye.



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How Their Life Is / Was

[/color]Father: Avary Blackthorne
Mother: Cherise Blackthorne
Sibling/s: Tristan Blackthorne
Familiar:

Jak & Ryo

Rosaline has two familiars, both taking on a small cherub/angel form. The two small beings, Jak the one in black and Ryo the one in white, can only communicate with their master, but can understand what everyone else says, as long as they can comprehend the language. They also represent her conscience, Jak being the dark thoughts deep within her Id, and Ryo being her superego and telling her the right thing to do. Besides that, they're just cute living accessories.

History:

Rosaline may not be as "ancient" as her older brother, but that didn't mean she was raised differently. Times were changing and boogies began hoarding the humans they brought back, finding fortune in the horrid business of trading and selling slaves in the market. But not the Blackthornes. Rosaline was raised to keep only what she needed, which happened to be a lot with her bad luck at picking sickly or 'pretty' humans. They were often stolen and died off during their first winter in Wonderland. It was a pity, but time moved on.

And as time went on, Rosaline heard stories of her brother, Tristan Denai Blackthorne. Their father even showed her his old sword, left at the grave site of a girl he was in love with, a human, even. Rosaline thought this to be extremely romantic, and admired the weapon that remained above the fireplace, shining in all the glory that Rosaline thought Tristan to be. She would spend hours with a book and sit underneath the only memento of the son they lost so long ago. Sometimes she couldn't even concentrate on the words of the book she was reading and could only manage to look at the blade, her father's words filling her head with the stories of his amazing brother. From even a young age she was in love with the idea of what her brother was. A pity he was gone...

But her chance to see the famous man, in all of Wonderland, to be honest, came sooner than she'd ever imagine. When she was young she was sent to the market to get this and that for her mother and father needed. Necessities was all they got, but that didn't mean they'd just use whatever was laying around. As the young boogie was walking past, she noticed an auction, and of slaves, no less! How awful! In a huff, she moved to join the crowd, wondering how horrible the boogie who...

It was Tristan. A whole flock of girls was being sold, and for a high price. A feeling of excitement and horror filled her veins, making her heart stop for a moment. There he was! The man she had loved before she even met! And he was going against what their parents taught them?! How... how...! With another huff, she tried to push here way through the crowd to follow Tristan as he left the area. But large boogies got in her way, not only blocking her path, but her vision. That was the first and last time Rosaline would see Tris for thousands of years.

Time went on, her image of Tristan smudged by his crimes against humans, even if they were slaves. And so she slowly began to try and forget Tristan. She even met a nice boogie by the name of Gusan. He was truly a gentleman, but very dull... At first Rosaline overlooked this aspect, thinking that settling down would be a nice change in pace, but oh no, she was wrong. Time wore on and she began to regret being with him, regret agreeing to marry him when he asked. And so the day of the wedding came, the bride-to-be anxious to be stuck with a man she came to loathe all her life. What was she to do? Simple. Rosaline left Gusan at the alter, only stopping at her old home to change into her casual outfit and grab Tristan's sword. She couldn't deny how she really felt for him, even if he did have a flaw or two...

So Rosaline Blackthorne fled her home, intentionally, unlike her brother. She asked and talked and questioned, using her Cupid's Arrow on those peskier boogies. Over the next few years she pin-pointed where Tristan was: The Palace. So she headed there, planning to be with the love of her life, even if he didn't know her or the feelings she was sure he'd have for her.

Roleplaying Sample: VOID! Iugo, Garland, Darion, Theon.
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