Post by Rosalin Bloodworth on May 6, 2016 23:04:39 GMT -5
Rosalin Ophelia Bloodworth
CHARACTER;;
Play-By: Bryden Jenkins
Theme Song: Bad Intentions by Niykee Heaton
Name: Rosalin Bloodworth
Age: 362
Gender: Female
Race: Yaksha
Sexuality: Pansexual
Nationality: San Diego, California
Marital Status: Single
PHYSICAL;;
Description: A classic beauty with pastel pink hair, bright blue eyes, a skinny, almost malnourished type body, as well as a tattoo of pink chrysanthemums on her upper right arm and shoulder. She holds herself with confidence, and doesn't care what people think about her.
Weapons: Throwing knives, usually two on ankle sheathes. One high powered sniper rifle, and a few other guns that she uses for her job.
Apparel: Tank tops, crop tops, high-waisted shorts or pants. Always accompanied with Converse high tops.
Vehicle: Suzuki G SXR 600, black with red tribal decals.
Other: None
Stats:
Starting Stats
Strength - 5
Speed - 5
Intelligence - 5
Endurance - 4
Agility - 6
Skills:
Innate Abilities
Slow
Light Heal
Bought Abilities
Energy Drain
Everlasting Night
Mind Reading : Skimming
Omnilingualism : Speak
MENTAL;;
Personality: It takes a lot of attitude to fuel a body this small, and Rosalin's got it. She doesn't take shit from anybody, and doesn't like to be treated like a child, although that could be because she's lived through quite a bit. Although she is a killer, she can't stand to be around corpses that long, as they give her the creeps.
Likes:
- Tattoos, beautiful artwork on a sexy body, why not?
- Knives, they're sharp and pointy
- Fast bikes, gotta go fast
- Death, it's my way of life
- Darkness, the dark side has cookies, what's not to love?
Dislikes:
- Sunlight, obviously
- Iron, because it hurts like hell
- Corpses, they creep me out
Obsession: Her next meal
Phobia: Necrophobia
Alignment: Evil
Disposition to the Law: Chaotic
PAST;;
History:
Born of a vampyre and a fae, Rosalin Ophelia Bloodworth is a yaksha. It sounds like a creature out of a story book, but so were her parents. She grew up around strange things, and has always been a strange person, and that's perfectly alright with her. She had to learn to stick up for herself at a young age, since her parents tended to drag her all over. Her mother's family didn't exactly like the thought of their precious fae daughter having slept and bred with a disgusting blood-drinker. And just the thought of Rosalin herself made her maternal family want to hurl. Safe to say, she wasn't welcome at family gatherings. As a result of this stress on her, her mother finally packed her bags and left Rosalin and her father, claiming that they were better off without her. Her father, unfortunately had no idea how to take care of a creature like Rosalin, since he'd never seen one of her kind before. He left her, abandoned her on the streets of San Diego, and left. It was clear to Rosalin that he'd never really wanted a child in the first place, and had been really pissed off when he'd found out his fae lover was pregnant. She had to survive on the streets, feed herself, find shelter each night, as well as fend off any pervert that tried to take her for themselves.
It was about five years that she was on the streets, when an old woman took pity on her and invited her into her home, and her family. She formally adopted Rosalin after she had lived with her for a couple months, with no idea of what kind of monster she had living under her roof. The two lived together peacefully for many years, easily slipping into the roles of grandmother or mother and daughter. Rosalin even graduated high school with flying colors under the old woman's roof, something she'd never dreamed of doing. It wasn't long after she graduated and turned 18, that the old woman died in her sleep. As her only living relative, Rosalin received all of the woman's money and properties. She used that money to buy her motorcycle, as well as her weapons from an unknown seller. She then decided to become an assassin for the first time.
The money was good, but Rosalin knew that her immortal youth would eventually draw attention to her that she didn't want. So every couple decades or so, she gives up the profession and goes under the radar, sometimes working human jobs, and sometimes just lounging about on a tropical destination. After awhile, she'll take it up again. She's repeated this cycle for the majority of her life, and plans on doing it until she dies. Right now, she's back in business and would be happy to have a target to kill.
OTHER;;
Other: She's only religious when it comes to one god, and that god would be Anpu Thutmose. The wood that has the potential to kill her is oak.
