Post by jane volturi on Mar 15, 2010 23:01:39 GMT -5
Jane [ Sevizia ] Cattivo ,
"Really? I have to do this? *growls* Fine... My name is Jane Sevizia Cattivo and I was born on december twelfth, sixteen oh nine to my parents Maria and Lucian Cattivo. Instantly, I was a twin. My brother Alec was older by only a mere minute, and our mother still survived. Sadly, none did in the sixteen hundreds and the early ones at that. Our father, Lucian, was happy that his family was safe from harm and knew that everything would be alright.
Alec and I grew up with a privaleged life. We were loved and loved. Our parents showed us nothing but kindness, but we were not spoiled the least bit. We were always watched apon by the weird people in the hooded figures. It made us very apprehensive, what we did not know was about the witchcraft. We were very quiet and kept to ourselves. Our mother became insane once she had a nightmare about her darling children, as witches. She reported it to the entire town once she saw us up to suspiscious acts, the town turned on my brother and I and we were sentenced to be burned by the stake. The hooded figures would not have this and attacked the town, killing everyone. Including our parents and changing us into vampires.
The truth was, The Volturi had their eyes on Alec and I as potential people to change back when we were still human, but were waiting until we were older to change us. When frightened humans tried to burn us at the stake, because of witchcraft. Because of all I went through this is why I have this power. Aro was forced to change us while we were still young and kill every human who tried to burn us. I have since become one of the prized members of the Volturi Guard and am one of their highest ranking guards. Now, we're done here. *snaps neck*"
hiya! i'm Smiiiiiley and i've been roleplaying for an amazing ohh about two-ish years! pretty awesome, eh? anyway, i've read the rules - because the password is but but but but but... i did this the first time!! i know, i know, i'm amazing. hold the applause. so, you question whether i'm worthy? here's a rp sample.
Alex sat quietly and listened to her friends as they talked, looking over the menu before placing it back down on the table and sliding her black sunglasses up to the top of her head when a guy walked up to them. "Ladies. My name's Sam." She looked between Gioia and Callie, noticing their winking, and laughed a bit, before shaking her head and pursing her lips to hold back a remark. This was typical, Callie flirting with and dangling guys from her finger tips. Alex just stayed quiet, trying to make the remains of her hangover disappear and not really knowing what input she could have on any of the subjects, really. Not when she was hungover, at least. Maybe, on any other day, but, today was just one of her... well, bad days.
The topic of a fashion show came up, and she had the instinctive feeling to book it and hide for as long as she could. Fashion shows and Alex... seriously didn't mix. Her friends were all girly and liked to dress up and go all out strut down the sidewalks of New York and whatnot, but she was that one girl who hated dresses, (unless she wore leggings or jeans beneath them, that was the only exception) let alone being in the spotlight while she walked like a goddamn barbie doll up and down some runway... thing. She was surprised when Callie voiced her opinion about the fashion show. "I-I don't know about all that," Alex raised her eyebrows, and took out her water bottle from her bag, then took a sip. "I love you and all, Lils, but I don't think that'd be a good idea for me. I'm mean, I've never even been to a fashion show, let alone thought about being in one. I'd probably fall flat on my face or something."
She let out a gentle laugh, and shifted in her chair so she was facing her friend that sat beside her. "Cal, you're kidding me, right? You're like the poster child for fashion. I can guarantee you're not going to fall flat on your face. You already strut around school in really expensive stuff. What's the difference now? You're not awkward like I am, Callie. You own this." Alex smiled and tilted her head to the side slightly, a playful look in her dark green eyes. "Besides, I bet all the guys'll be drooling their asses off watching you walk down the runway in a totally hot dress. You wouldn't want to dissapoint them, would you?" Alex looked at Sam like he was frigging Einstein when he mentioned the idea of donating the clothes to a homeless shelter.
"Holy crap, that's an awesome idea! I mean, I-- well, the stuff doesn't only have to go to a homeless shelter. There are so many families that I could locate in New York, that can't afford hardly anything. We could do, like, a ding dong ditch thing, and leave a bag of clothes on some people's porches... Um, nevermind." She coughed awkwardly and took a sip of her water, looking around the room. This was one of the main reasons she stuck to sitting in the way back of the classroom at school; she often started babbling when she started talking about ideas and such. But anywho... Then the topic of music came up, and she sat up a bit straighter. "Definately Ke$ha and Gaga. And Katie Perry. Maybe even I know a DJ, if we need one. He's... an old family friend, and would probably do it for free if I asked." Alex took another drink of her water, and slipped it back into her bookbag. This was going to be fun. Or, at least, it should be. She never knew anymore. Fun nowadays either ended in death or sex, or even both, so... she just kind of went with it.
The topic of a fashion show came up, and she had the instinctive feeling to book it and hide for as long as she could. Fashion shows and Alex... seriously didn't mix. Her friends were all girly and liked to dress up and go all out strut down the sidewalks of New York and whatnot, but she was that one girl who hated dresses, (unless she wore leggings or jeans beneath them, that was the only exception) let alone being in the spotlight while she walked like a goddamn barbie doll up and down some runway... thing. She was surprised when Callie voiced her opinion about the fashion show. "I-I don't know about all that," Alex raised her eyebrows, and took out her water bottle from her bag, then took a sip. "I love you and all, Lils, but I don't think that'd be a good idea for me. I'm mean, I've never even been to a fashion show, let alone thought about being in one. I'd probably fall flat on my face or something."
She let out a gentle laugh, and shifted in her chair so she was facing her friend that sat beside her. "Cal, you're kidding me, right? You're like the poster child for fashion. I can guarantee you're not going to fall flat on your face. You already strut around school in really expensive stuff. What's the difference now? You're not awkward like I am, Callie. You own this." Alex smiled and tilted her head to the side slightly, a playful look in her dark green eyes. "Besides, I bet all the guys'll be drooling their asses off watching you walk down the runway in a totally hot dress. You wouldn't want to dissapoint them, would you?" Alex looked at Sam like he was frigging Einstein when he mentioned the idea of donating the clothes to a homeless shelter.
"Holy crap, that's an awesome idea! I mean, I-- well, the stuff doesn't only have to go to a homeless shelter. There are so many families that I could locate in New York, that can't afford hardly anything. We could do, like, a ding dong ditch thing, and leave a bag of clothes on some people's porches... Um, nevermind." She coughed awkwardly and took a sip of her water, looking around the room. This was one of the main reasons she stuck to sitting in the way back of the classroom at school; she often started babbling when she started talking about ideas and such. But anywho... Then the topic of music came up, and she sat up a bit straighter. "Definately Ke$ha and Gaga. And Katie Perry. Maybe even I know a DJ, if we need one. He's... an old family friend, and would probably do it for free if I asked." Alex took another drink of her water, and slipped it back into her bookbag. This was going to be fun. Or, at least, it should be. She never knew anymore. Fun nowadays either ended in death or sex, or even both, so... she just kind of went with it.
this gorgeous thing was made by ( immortal t e e n ) of Caution 2.0. steal? HELLS NO MAN. she's bite you. hard.
