Post by ARACELI MARIELA RICCI on Nov 21, 2012 15:12:57 GMT -5
A R A C E L I M A R I E L A R I C C I
* Others have Excuses. I have my Reasons Why. .
HI THERE. MY NAME IS ROSE, AND I AM SEVENTEEN.
I'VE BEEN ROLE PLAYING FOR ABOUT FIVE YEARS {IN DECEMBER THAT IS}
AND MY OTHER CHARACTER(S) WOULD BE THOSE EPIC ONES YOU HAVEN'T MET YET. OH, BY THE WAY, IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS THE BEST WAY TO CONTACT ME IS VIA PM, CHATBOX, OR IMS
- - - - nickname(s), Ara
- - - - gender, Female
- - - - age, 115
- - - - species, Angel
- - - - sexuality, Heterosexual
- - - - status, Single
- - - - occupation, Waitress
- - - - allegiance, Hide what she is from all but a few trusted people, until it is safe for her to be known as an angel.
- - - - wealth class, Fairly wealthy, not super rich, more like upper middle class/lower upper class
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- - - - hair, Her hair is a beautiful brown and is silky smooth. It is straight naturally but it is very agreeable and she can do whatever she likes with it. She has put it up in a variety of ways in the past and loves curling it or leaving it normal so that it falls just a few inches short of her waist.
- - - - build, Petite, Delicate
- - - - distinguishing marks, Her eyes are a striking feature, as well as the scar on the left side of her bottom lip from when she fell and bit through her lip, and the faint arrow scar on her left wrist pointing at her thumb you can see if she holds her hand to shake yours, likely from a cat scratch but she's not sure. Also on the inside of her right arm above her elbow is a cluster of freckles that make a dipper constellation or an eighth note. Also she has a splash of freckles of her face. When out, her wings are huge, stretching out past her arms and above her head and the tips reaching down to just past her knees. Most of her wings are light grey in color being only a few shades darker than pure white, all but a strip on the bottom of each wing that starts thin at her back but gets thicker as it heads towards the tips of her wings. This section is a few shades darker than the rest of her wings. When her wings are hidden, the tattoo that replaces them is a pair of wings starting at her shoulders and going down to her waist. The outlines are black and inside the feathers are tinged a turquoise-ish blue in the top feathers and purple in the bottom feathers.
- - - - height, 5'2
- - - - fashion sense, Ara's clothing varies drastically. She does have a tendency to dress rather casually, but she dress formally as well depending on the occasion. Her everyday wear is bright cheery colors usually and a variety of bottoms as well. She likes so wear clothes that fit her comfortably and that often means it hugs her figure with out suffocating her. When she does go formal she does a very good job. Of course if she is to go on a nice date she won't dress up in a ball gown but she will dress well. A dress usually that fits in her comfortable category but look classy and such as well. These out fits vary as much as her casual wear does though don't be surprised to see her is many different dresses. Another favorite accessory of hers is the choker with a teardrop sapphire hanging from the center. She doesn't wear it often but it was a gift from her mother and older sister one year for her birthday before they died. Also she has a golden heart-shaped locket with a picture of her, her parents, and both her siblings on one side and one of her and her siblings on the other that she loves and is almost always wearing.
- - - - Play By, Emily Browning
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- - - - Ara hates,
- - - - strengths,
- - - - weaknesses,
- - - - ambitions,
- - - - fears,
- - - - overall personality, Ara is a really nice and sweet girl. She goes out of her way to help people out if they are in need. She is very caring when it comes to others and she again loves to help them out if she can and she usually feels bad if she can't. Being so nice she can tend to be too nice and maybe even too trusting of people at times.
Being so caring she is rather friendly. She is outgoing and tends to talk to just about everyone she sees if she is in a talkative mood but she does go out of her way to say 'Hi,' to everyone. She makes friends rather easily due to her kind, sweet, caring, and friendly personality. But with that outgoing side of her there there is the other. The more dare devil side of her. She is the type that isn't afraid to do daring things. She will jump into danger and act maybe a bit crazy in a good way. She would walk on a skinny wall not caring if it was about to crumble.
Ara is loyal to the core. Once you earn her trust and friendship you aren't going to loose it unless you do something stupid and stab her in the back. Saying this if goes back to her daring side. If you are her friend or family and you are in danger she is going to go out of her way to help you. She will do something incredibly stupid. She doesn't think she just acts. She hates the thought of loosing her siblings because she lost her parents to a house fire so she wants nothing more than to keep them and all her other friends safe despite her being the baby of the family.
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- - - - father's name, Nicolas Ross Ricci
- - - - mother's name, Elena Victoria Ricci
- - - - siblings, Lia Crystal Ricci, Eldest Sibling, Sister, 119
Dante Leonardo Ricci, Older Brother, 117
- - - - non-blood family, best friend, godfather, godmother, next door neighbor, etc
- - - - overall history, Araceli was born in a small village in Italy on September Fourteenth. She had a normal family. A mother, named Elena, a father, named Nicholas, an older sister, named Lia, and an older brother, named Dante. She was very happy and did things any normal child would. She learned to walk and talk and read and sing and such. Though she and her family were all angels, so there was that oddity in her life, but she rather liked it. Though, her mother being an Angel and her father being a Death Angel, caused her linage to show in her wings, despite being an Angel herself. She loved all of her family dearly, but she and her brother held a very close bond. Out of all of the family these two were the closest. They shared secrets and ran around and laughed happily.
She really didn't worry much about anything despite her constant trouble making and getting hurt. Because, as a daredevil, she constantly ran into trouble, usually trouble she got herself into. She would find the tallest tree to climb, run on top of roof tops, run around town, and outside of town as well. She would find places no one else would dare to go in, and go anyway. All of this often leading to her many mishaps as a child. She would also go off and look for animals to befriend, not always reaching agreements with them earning scratches and bruises. She has gotten far to many injuries to even consider counting in her life.
For thirteen years her life was happy. She lived a comfortable lifestyle and played happily. But one evening, she was helping her mother and sister cook and once dinner was over she forgot to put the stove fire out. That night, she was sleeping happily like normal when she was shaken awake. She was surprised to see her sister above her pulling her out of bed saying the house was ablaze. She managed to grab two necklaces before she rushed out and hurried to Dante's room to wake him up. As soon as he was up Lia shoved them towards the stairs and told them to get out quickly. She went back to get their parents while Dante led Ara downstairs.
When they reached the door Ara refused to go any farther with out their family. Dante tried to convince her to leave but she wouldn't budge. No matter how hard Dante tried to get her out she wouldn't come. Finally their parents and Lia came down the stairs and Ara ran into her sister's arms. A second later there was a crack above them and the next thing Ara knew she was being tackled by Lia. Ara stumbled to the floor just as a ceiling beam fell pinning her parents to the floor. Ara screamed ad she was forced out of the house and she sobbed clinging to her brother as the trio watched their home burn to the ground.
After that, the trio stuck close together. As they didn't know of any direct relatives, they took to traveling. At first they roamed Italy, moving every few years at the most, sometimes less, seeing as they had each stopped aging two years after the fire that had killed their parents. After a few decades they visited some other countries in Europe for a while before the three siblings traveled to America about a decade ago. In that time, they traveled around and recently have come to New York City, hopefully for a while.
- - - - rp sample, Ara walked through her house looking for her phone. Damn it! Where was it!? She just had it too! She groaned and flopped onto her couch in the living room. She knew she just had it she had it in her hand just a minute ago and she had went to her room and set it down on the desk to grab something then she picked it back up and walked downstairs. Wait... Had she? She jumped up and rushed to her room and huffed annoyance. There it was on her desk right where she left it. she snatching and stuffed it into the pocket of her jeans and she looked into the mirror on her wall. She was in black flats, jeans, a pink T-Shirt and the gold heart shaped locket that her mother had given her before her death. Her long brown hair framed her face like it almost always did.
She she looked at herself in the mirror a moment longer and her grey eyes stared back. She smiled and turned on her heel making her hair flip slightly before she put her other foot down and walked out of the house and unfurled her wings. She was quite fond of her wings. She found them beautiful. They reached out past her arms when outstretched, the bottom tips went down her her knees, and the tops went above her head. The majority of the feathers were a light grey that was only a few shades lighter than pure white. The bottom bit that near her back was a thin band that widened as it went towards the tips was a few shades darker than the rest of her wings.
Ara leaped into the air and high above the ground into the few clouds in the evening sky seeing as the sun had just set an hour ago. She soared towards the park giggling and twisting corkscrews in the air. She enjoyed flying it felt so free and exhilarating. She had flown to the park many times so she knew how far it was and exactly when she was there. She flew a bit lower and found a good spot to land where it appeared no one was near by. She spiraled down quickly and then twisted around landing gracefully on her feet. She looked around and she quickly tucked her wings in then hid them away as the tattoos they always appeared as when she wasn't showing them to the world. She looked around and smiled.
She started wandering slowly and singing loudly. She hadn't seen anyone but if anyone was near by then they would hear her high soprano voice ringing out from among the trees. She neared a large tree after a moment and she leaned against it closing her eyes. She kept singing and when she finished the song she smiled happily leaning against the tree still with her eyes closed.
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