Post by alexia jane poe on Feb 24, 2009 21:28:59 GMT -5
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Alexia Jane Poe
mask of deception;
[/font][/size]full name;
alexia jane poe
nickname(s);
ally, alex
age;
16
birthday;
june 12
grade;
sophomore
species;
witch
gender;
vagina
sexual orientation
straight
canon or original;
canon
uncovering the truth;
[/font]personality;
quiet;; Alexia isn't at all outgoing. She prefers to stick to her own, and let friends come to her. That being said, there is still some sort of aura about the girl that attracts friends. Sure, she's pretty. But just something about her comes off to other people as a good personality trait... without even really talking to her, most people can tell that Alexia is someone they would like to be friends with.
romantic;; Alexia is deathly terrified of falling in love. So how does that make her a romantic? She desperately wants to. Something about the Romeo and Juliet, Cinderella story scenario just really appeals to her. From what she's seen, love seems to be the best emotion in the world in Alexia's eyes. The only problem is, after seeing her mom crash and burn so many times, Alexia is scared to let anyone in.
oblivious;; Alexia is definitely not a genius. She tends to block things out, and be completely oblivious to the world around her sometimes. She's not dumb by any means. She's an average student, even though, yeah... she's had her blond moments. But haven't we all?
stubborn;; One of the worst personality traits a person can have, Alexia is very hard headed and stubborn. And due to her usual quiet persona, when this face of her comes out, a lot of people are very surprised. Alexia is very opinionated if she feels strongly about something, and surprisingly she is actually very easy to get mad.
likes;
dislikes;
fears;
habits;
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flaws;
time machine;
[/size][/font]parents;
mother; Carrie Norah Poe; 31; human
father; unknown; must have been a witch
siblings;
n/a
kids;
n/a
pets;
n/a
hometown;
Northwhether, Maine
personal history;
Alexia is the product of a one night stand. Carrie Poe was quite the partier back in her day, actually.. she still is. But that's neither here nor there. We're talking about miss Alexia. After a party one night, Carrie became flooded with lust for a mysterious older man she came across. She never learned his name. Really, all she could ever tell anyone if they asked was the size of his... shoes, and the fact that he had the most dazzling blue eyes that she had ever seen. And that they was something strangely magical about him, as cliched and lame as that may sound. Anyway, the morning after Carrie found herself in her own bed and completely alone with no word left behind from the stranger. A few weeks later, she discovered that she was pregnant.
Alexia was raised very well, despite the fact that she was born to a fifteen year old mother. Of course, with the latter being the case, she was very close to her grandparents who helped to raise her as well. It was in middle school that her family realized that there was something different about their little raven-haired bundle of joy. Alexia could make things happen, they noticed. Strange things like popping balloons with her mind, or causing her mother to lose her voice completely in the middle of giving her daughter a lecture. The Poe family were never really believers of anything supernatural, but they didn't not believe either. So upon discovering that Alexia was a witch, their opinions changed little of her. They still loved her as much as they ever had.
Even though her family merely shrugged their shoulders at the slight amazement they had of Alexia's gift, she felt differently. She had never been super outgoing or anything like that. Sure, she had friends, but her comfort zone lied in the fact that she just sort of sank into the crowd, just another girl with bright blue eyes. But every teenage girl has a yearning to fit in, and after discovering her powers Alexia felt that she didn't anymore. No one other than her mother and grandparents knew, of course. It still unsettled Alexia though.
She watched her mother go through slews of rocky relationships, and constantly let the older woman cry on her shoulder after getting hurt. This spawned Alexia's distrust of people, particularly men. First her father, and then hordes of men after him; it caused Alexia feel that family was the only one who could truly be trusted. Alexia trudged on with her slightly-more-than medicore life fore a couple of years until the note came. There was no return address, no signature... just a scrawling of messy handwriting that read Forevermore. There was an address on the back, that led Alexia to the academy.
Her mother and grandparents protested the idea of Alexia going so far away strongly at first. They didn't know who sent the letter, they had no idea if the mythical school was even legit. But of course after time Alexia talked them into letting her leave, to go and be around people that she finally fit in with. And of course, she still has a strong-willed goal to find the sender of the note, because in her gut she knows that it was her father.
mirror, mirrror;
[/size][/font]hair;
dark brown
eyes;
blue
weight;
120lbs
height;
5'1"
tattoos;
n/a
piercings;
nose, naval and ears
anything else;
yea...no xD
play by/face claim;
Hanna Beth Merjos
underneath the mask;
[/size][/font]your name;
GIA !
age;
16
other characters;
none yet
where did you find us?
I don't even know. I was browsing tons of sites. An ad somewhere though
secret word; -admin edit-
rp sample;
It would be almost an understatement to claim that Renesmee Cullen wasn't your average girl. None of the Cullens were average, and a lot of Forks new that. A lot of people shrugged off the fact that none of them ever seemed to age, blaming their unrelenting youth on "good genes." But of course, there was always the lingering fact that not all of them were related by blood, but by marriage. Most of the town seemed to stop questioning it though. Until there was a new Cullen arrived. At 8 years old, Renesmee started attending Forks High School, though of course she seemed more like 14. She was Carlie Cullen, Carlisle's distant niece and new adoptee to the Cullen family. Her middle name Carlie was chosen as the alias because that mixture of both Edward's and Bella's father's names was less strange than the conspicuous Renesmee. How could that have been thrown aside as coincidence?
So now, Renesmee walked home from Forks. In old family tradition, she had a car of course. But much more like her mother than her father in that sense, Renesmee preferred to lie low much more than the flash and glamor of expensive, fast cars.
Some would wonder why Renesmee even insisted on going to high school in the first place. "The social experience," had been her first simply-put reply to that question, but really the reason was that with a lifetime of pretty much everything ahead of her, she wanted to experience... everything. She excelled at class. She learned fast and already knew almost everything that they had to teach her anyway. But she still went regardless, embracing "the social experience."
Even though the walk home wouldn't take Renesmee more than 5 minutes normally, she walked on at a slow pace, meaning it would still be another twenty minutes before she got home. The cold autumn air didn't bother her beneath her light jacket either. Not as much as the slight scent of exhaust fumes that lingered in the air around her. Besides that, it was still a decent day to walk home, despite the fact that some would call her crazy.
So now, Renesmee walked home from Forks. In old family tradition, she had a car of course. But much more like her mother than her father in that sense, Renesmee preferred to lie low much more than the flash and glamor of expensive, fast cars.
Some would wonder why Renesmee even insisted on going to high school in the first place. "The social experience," had been her first simply-put reply to that question, but really the reason was that with a lifetime of pretty much everything ahead of her, she wanted to experience... everything. She excelled at class. She learned fast and already knew almost everything that they had to teach her anyway. But she still went regardless, embracing "the social experience."
Even though the walk home wouldn't take Renesmee more than 5 minutes normally, she walked on at a slow pace, meaning it would still be another twenty minutes before she got home. The cold autumn air didn't bother her beneath her light jacket either. Not as much as the slight scent of exhaust fumes that lingered in the air around her. Besides that, it was still a decent day to walk home, despite the fact that some would call her crazy.
ehh.. it's kinda short. if you want more i'm sure i can try and muster something up [:
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