Melody Rose
Character Name: Rose, Melody
Nickname/Alias: Hates being called anything but Melody
Age: 18
Vire: Supersenses
Gender:Female
Appearance: Height: 5'6
Weight: 120 lbs.
Hair Color: A light blond
Eye Color: Ice blue
Build: Slight and lithe
Tattoos/Piercings: None
Other: Melody's blond hair reaches her lower back, and has a texture soft as silk yet stronger than most hair. She never has split ends. Her eyes can be hard as ice or soft as snow, depending on who she's looking at. She gives most people steely stares. She has pale, sensitive, flawless skin and perfectly straight white teeth.
Her usual attire consists of a black corset-like dress with a split down the middle and a yellow strip on the left side. The dress falls down to just past her knees, and there are no sleeves. (see picture). She generally wears high heels with this outfit.
When she's fighting (explained in history), she wears a thin light blue tank top with either long black yoga pants or black shorts. With this she wears shoes similar to converse. When she's running she doesn't usually wear shoes.
Personality: Likes: Silence, winning, training, fighting, ordering people around, telling people what to do, being in charge, running barefoot on grass, the smell of blood, the pain of otherwise
Dislikes: Loudness, crowds, gross smells, overwhelming smells, lots of perfume or cologne, lemonade, tomatoes, annoying insects, ridiculous romantics
Fears: Love or romantics of any sort
Other: Melody treats everyone in basically the same manner, meaning she sneers at most everyone. She has respect for only a few, and she has no friends, only acquaintances. She holds herself high, always standing and sitting up straight. She doesn't believe that she's better than all, only most. Melody generally gives people hard, icy glares if they look at her. She is also quick to fight, and will start an argument over the smallest of things. Melody speaks with carefully generated words, and always has a quick, usually harsh, remark or comeback. She usually acts as though someone is being incredibly annoying.
She has a general fear of anything to do with love or romance. If presented with anything similar to a date request, she will either run off or punch the asker. She would never admit her fear, but she does resent such romantic acts and will usually leave the immediate area.
Birthplace: She was born in a small town in Merith, North Ica
Living: Asken, Amerith
History: Melody was born to two (slightly not) loving parents. They treated her well, but didn't give her as much attention as she could have had. For Melody had five other siblings, three sisters and two brothers. She was the middle child, just below two sisters and one brother. So it was normal for her not to have been given much attention. She did what she could to help her mom and dad, but there was little she could do. She cared for her younger siblings as they were growing, but she found herself gaining a hatred for the nuisances. They'd always scream and shout for food or because they shit their pants. Melody was so annoyed by this, that she left immediately after graduating high school. There was no heart felt, touchy goodbye. She up and left, bags packed before the day ended.
Before leaving, when she was able to comprehend things, she discovered she had a vire. She first knew of it when she learned she could see and hear far better than most. Her parents were ecstatic, though they couldn't give it much thought due to the new baby in her mom's womb. But she worked on her skill on her own, and is currently at it's awakened level.
She traveled across North Ica, meeting many people whom she is proud to call her acquaintances. Though she has only made one or two friends throughout this time. As she went on, she learned she preferred solitude to the company of others. She kept little money on herself, though she had kept plenty in the banks as her parents had been slightly rich. But she had enough to live off of on her journey. She went to both Nada and Merith, seeing as much as she could.
On her journey, she came into a fight. She had been in a store, buying her means of survival, when burglars barged in. She had whipped around, her heightened senses reacting to their presence. One had a gun, while the other a knife, though both were unskilled in hand-to-hand combat. With a glance at the storekeeper, Melody had leaped at the men, attacking with ease. Her first mission was to remove the gun, and so she did, with a strong kick to the man's hand. The other with the knife had attempted to stab her from behind, but her hearing was too great and she easily dislodged the weapon with a flick of her wrist. Once she was finished with them, they ran off, leaving the storekeeper to thank her.
And so she learned of her love of fighting, despite how much it hurt to get physically harmed. She joined fight clubs wherever she went, taking time to have a good bought. She grew to respect these people, loving the rush she got. But she'd always move on, never staying in one place. Of course, after a bit, she came across the town of Asken in central Amerith. She fell in love with the mountains and the arts of skiing and boarding, which she excelled at. So she decided to finally settle down, pulling money from the bank to buy a nice house right next to the main mountain. She bought herself a pair of skies and a board, along with all the necessary equipment and ski pass every year. She joined the fight club in town, and goes as often as she can.
Sample RP: 3. It is pouring rain outside. Your OC spots the light of a tavern up ahead. The tavern is filled with people that your OC doesn't know. Given your OC’s personality, compose a brief narrative in which your OC identifies and addresses the situation.
Melody cracked her neck with a roll, relishing in the relief it gave her. She always enjoyed a good neck crack. Rain poured heavily from the sky, drenching her long hair, which clung to her shoulders like dew on grass. With an annoyed grunt, she shook her mane out, wishing it dry. With her heightened senses, the water soaking her skin was far more annoying than for the common supra.
Melody stalked through the town, glaring at anything that could pass for a living being.. Fog covered up most of the area, slightly dampening her ability. Yet she could still see, noticing a light from far off. Eagerly, she quickened her pace so that she arrived swiftly. She threw open the door, realizing it was a tavern-full of strangers. Clenching her teeth on an angry remark, she stormed instead. Squeezing out her wet hair, she looked around after entering. Some of the suprans had turned to look at her, but most payed her no mind.
She walked quickly up to the counter, slipping into a chair. "Give me a shot of whiskey." She growled, slapping a twenty dollar bill on the surface.
"ID" The man requested, sounding almost bored.
"Nevermind. Glass of water." Melody snarled with an exasperated sigh. The bartender nodded, filling the glass and slopping it on the counter. Melody took it gratefully, ignoring anyone who stared at her. When she had finished, she cast her icy gaze around, giving all the residents a harsh glare. They soon ignored her.
"Vire"
