Post by Charlotte H. Rayland on Feb 4, 2013 18:33:39 GMT -5
Charlotte Harlow Rayland
BASICS
Full Name: Charlotte Harlow Rayland
Nicknames: Lottie, Charlie
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Weapon(s): Sickle
Monster/Power: Witch
Occupation: N/A
WHAT ARE YOU LIKE
Likes:
Colors
Rain
Snow
Nighttime
Flying
Going Underground
Traveling
Romance Novels
Horrible Movies
Dislikes:
Brightness
Getting wet
Bashing Movies
Sailing
Driving
Hotness
Smoking
Cats
Habits:
Pacing
Shredding Stuff
Mumbling
Forgetting to Tuck In Back Of Shirt
Tripping
Chewing Hair
Zoning Out
Switching Subjects
Secrets:
Likes Romance Novels
Likes Bad Movies
Sacrificial Practices/Black magic
Strengths:
Ability to Tolerate others
Alcohol
Flying
Gardening
Arguing
Incognito
Weaknesses:
Exerting Herself
Sickly
Black Magic Effects
Emotional Break Downs
Guys
Technology
Science
Driving
Motion Sickness
Fears:
Being stripped of magic
People finding out her black sacrifices
Cats
Driving
Personality:
Blunt-
Charlie is very insensitive to others and could honesty care less. She states the plain facts and won't dumb t down for anyone. She knows how to get under your skin and uses her blunt nature to her advantage. Her bluntness though, leaves her slightly vulnerable to what she says. Occasionally small slip ups of her secrets come up and she has to cover it up before they notice.
Secluded-
Charlotte has always been part of a loner, traveling like a nomad and not giving a cute to the world. She is a lone type of person and would prefer that others keep their distance. Public speaking isn't her forte and she can be quite shy as well.
Shy-
This is not your everyday sweetheart though. Yes, she is shy and would rather you not talk to her, but because of it she tends to lash out. Getting to close she will lash at you and then retreat. Her defense is a hit and run sort of deal. Think of her like a fox.
Emotional-
Charlie can be pretty intense when it comes to deeper emotions. Being angry, she is the denizen she was created to be. Sad, she can literally cry river. Even rarer, if she gets to love someone she can be very passionate. On certain terms her bursts of emotion can be pretty intense.
Pessimistic-
Charlie can be pretty negative if you talk to her. She likes to see the cup as half empty instead of full. And she'll tell you about it too if you are as unfortunate as to be close enough. You can catch her mumbling about her complaints and negative comments almost like clockwork. But she isn't all bad.
Abandonment Issues-
Being a loner, things can get pretty lonely of course. So under specific circumstances, Lottie may seek out some sort of friend. If you happen to become that friend, then be prepared for her loyalty. As passionate as she is, she doesn't like to betray people; lie? Yes, but not betray. If you leave her, the relationship is over and she shall forever loathe you. She doesn't like to be left. Ironic I know...
DESCRIPTION
Hair Color: Dark Chocolate Brown, Almost Black
Eye Color: Changes with Emotions
Scars: An 'X' mark across her back and wrists. Two crosses across her shoulders and one pentagram on the back of her neck.
Piercings: Three in her ears
Tattoos: Black designs all over. Intricate patterns that weave up her ankles, around her torso and down her arms. End at the neck.
Looks:
Charlie is a very short character. Barely five feet tall and has a very petite frame. She has pale, sickly skin that seems almost blue. She has super long hair that hangs a bit past her hips and down by her thighs. Despite her small figure, Charlotte has an unusually large bust. Now, believe it or not, but Charlie has an awesome wardrobe. She loves to cosplay and has hundreds of themed outfits. One being the dinosaur at the top of the page. Another being her normal attire of a dark blue dress and a top hat and cane. She has an eye for colors and likes to match her clothes.
TELL ME MORE
Family:
Earnest John Rayland~ Father
Jordan Vincent Rayland~ Brother
Pets:
Monster- Pygmy Owl
Gyro- Barn Rat (Grey & White)
Skills:
Lying/Deceiving
Climbing/Tight Maneuvers
Abilities:
Stealth
Stamina
History:
My father was a great man in the world of magic; a great warlock. But he was a flirt. He was light handed with woman and always seemed to be in trouble with them. Hat was how me and my brother were born. My brother came first, a true prodigy. He was my father's pride and joy. My brother is actually my half brother, but Father always bugged us about seeing us that way. I was born the same way as my brother.
My father raised us well, teaching us right from wrong and the morals of a great witch or warlock. But while my brother excelled, I failed. I was the ugly duckling of our small family, so I sort of grew bitter.
Still pretty young, I went out one day to pick up some things from the market. While there, I met a man, dressed in black with whit eyes as pale as the clouds. He asked me what I wanted, and I told him magic. That was what father wanted anyways. And the man granted me my wish, he took my into a dark building where I met other people, they welcomed me and I felt like I belonged. First thing they did was tattoo me from neck to ankle in black ink, labeling me with a simple ribbon of black. Over time of coming back in secret, they taught me the ropes of dark forces. I excelled in it too.
Eventually my marks grew into elaborate mazes of black against my skin. I felt like I was finally somewhere wanted. When I told father he was less than happy, but he didn't take it out on me as some might expect. No, he made it forbidden to go back though.
He never taught me another thing and I sort of did my own thing. Over years, me and my brother finally graduated, even if I wasn't really taught magic in the way of light. My father told us to go out into the world and do our best. So I did...
I continued my own training as I traveled the world. Soon, I was on my way and eventually, I stumbled upon Nova City.
