Winters, Rowan Ashley [DONE!]

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Rowan Ashley Winters
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All the basic info

••• Name: Rowan Ashley Winters
••• Alias: Roe; The Enchantress
••• Age: 1923
••• Gender: Female
••• Sexual Orientation: Bi-Sexual (After a thousand years you get tired of just men)
••• Species: Demon
••• Loyal to: None
••• Alignment Dark
••• Play By: Taylor Momsen

LOVE/HATE RELATIONSHIPS
Likes, dislikes, etc

••• Likes:
-Blood
-Music
-Sex
-Alcohol
-Dancing
-Men
-Singing
••• Dislikes:
-Clingy people
-Angels
-People commenting on her looks
-People who can't be original
-People who think they can say whatever they like to her
••• Pet Peeves: At least three
••• Weaknesses:
-Tempermental
-Holds a grudge
-Arrogant
••• Strengths:
-Calculative
-Cunning
-Smart
••• Habits:
-Clicking her tounge ring
-Nibbling on her bottom lip
-Flexing her fingers
-Staring off into space
-Cracking her knuckles

••• Overall Personality:

Hateful. Is only one word to describe the complex person that is Vanity. She can be a very cruel person. She can turn her back on someone who seems to be trying to be nice to her without a second thought if she doesn't trust that the person has good intentions about becoming friends with her. She can brush someone off without even really caring that this person was once her friend. It is like her heart is a block of ice at times.

Temper-Mental. Vanity is a very temper-mental person taking after her mother in that aspect of her personality. Though she doesn't know who her mother is. Vanity doesn't give a hoot one way or another if her temper-mental part of her personality hurts people. Infact she loves that part about herself. Vanity is like a ticking time bomb ready to go off. The smallest things can set her off though she has some semblance of control even though she has been living for relitivly one thousand something years. Her exact age is unknown as well as her birthday but she places herself around one thousand six hundred something years. Yet still her temper slips up.

Jealous. Vanity is a very jealous person and can't really stand to share her friends. Though they are few and inbetween. She doesn't like this part of her personality even though its another aspect from her mother. She doesn't really understand why she is so jealous while at the same time she knows its because of her mother. Jealousy is an easy emotion for Vanity to show because usually it brings out her temper that she so loves to show off. Her ticking time bomb ways are an easy fire way for her to get what she wants even if she has to kill to do so.

Schizophrenia. Vanity also suffers from Schizophrenia which gives her most of the time the flat affect or not being able to show any emotion. Bizarre motor behavior in which there is less reaction to the environment, False beliefs or thoughts that have nothing to do with reality (delusions), Hearing, seeing, or feeling things that are not there (hallucinations), Thoughts "jump" between unrelated topics (disordered thinking). She gets aggitated very easy and can't feel physical pain. She has alot of anger and anxiety and is very arguemenative. She is sometimes subjected to child-like behavior, inappropriate laughter, incoherence, repetitive behaviors, and social withdrawal.

THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE
Appearance and what not

••• Hair: Blonde
••• Eyes: Green
••• Weight: 141 lbs
••• Height: 5"5
••• Body Type: Trim
••• Distinguishing Marks: --Demon mark on her neck
-Butterfly on lower back
-Black angel wings on shoulder blades
-Tounge pierced

••• Overall Appearance:

Long curly blonde hair and deep green eyes that anyone could get lost in, is what you would see at first glance with this little Demon. Then the pale alabaster skin that seems as if its as smooth and perfect as marble. She could easily be taken for a vampire at first glance until she smiled at you if you where lucky to recieve one and you would seem white and straight even teeth with no fangs. The ringlets that adorn her head appear to be a sunbronzed gold as if it where actual sunlight and soft to the touch. A tiny nose that on anyone else would seem to small. A cupids bow mouth with slightly arched brows. And if you where to look close enough a small cleft in her chin that looks anything but manly. And an ever present blush that seems to always be on her cheeks.

She stands at only five foot three inches though her limbs are long and slender. All in all she looks like an angel instead of the demon that she is. An air of innocence seems to stay with her though she is anything but. Long slender manicured fingers with skin as soft as rose petals. She weighs in at around one hundred pounds give or take a few pounds she'll never tell you the exact number. Her curves are plush though she wouldn't be considered voloptuious. But well endowed for her height. A tiny waist curving out to full hips then to slender legs. Her posture can only be described as royal like. She sits as if she has the weight of the world on her shoulders and has to keep holding it up or the world will end.

Rowan can usually be found in anything designer. Only the best for this rich little sex princess. She likes golds and silvers, but mostly she loves purple. Anything that has pruple is perfect for her. It is her favorite color and she always has something that is pruple on. Whether it be under garments or her purple and black cross that she is never seen without. Rowan adores high heels especially if it gives her a few inches to her height. She is rather selfconcious of her height and feels doll like and feels she looks to much like a child. When in fact she does look like a doll but no where near a child. She looks like a porcelin doll. As if any wrong movement could break her.

YOU CAN'T CHANGE HISTORY
History and other info

••• Birth Place: Unknown
••• Family:
-Unknown; Mother - Unknown
-Unknown; Father - Unknown
-Alexander the Great; Adoptive Father - Deceased
••• History:

Adopted at the age of thirteen, Rowan was lost and wandering the streets of Greece until Alexander III of Macedon found her, seeing as he had yet to find an heir the young demon girl was just what he was looking for. This did not sit well with his wives. A young girl with a tendencies to throw tantrums as well as objects made them un-easy and only wanted the girl gone. She loved every moment of it. Even when servants came up missing they never suspected that the girl that Alexander had taken into his home was a demon. A power hungry one at that. Once Rowan was seventeen and Alexander was away on one of his many trips Rowan took over the running of the palace. His wives had no say and the retainers where too afraid of her to dictate her decision. Alexander was the only one who seemed to be able to temper the young woman. Her tempermental and violent nature usually showing around his wives.

Unfortunatly Alexander died in Babylon in 323 BC. His empire was torn apart in a series of civil wars. One small part of his Empire was left as her own. And she was over-joyed that Greece was left to her, but she wouldn't keep something that had belonged to her father Alexander. Even if she wanted the entire empire she knew that it wasn't her place to stand in the way of the chaos that would ensue after Alexanders death. For two hundred years Rowan disappeared, roaming the country side of Greece before making her way to Rome. 106 BC. She was there for the Birth of Gnaeus Pompeius Magnus who later became known as Pompey the Great. She became his teacher a playmate of sorts for Pompey until he turned 16 and realized she had not aged since he first remembered her. She had no choice but to tell him the truth about her. He was over-joyed yet scared at the same time. He told her that when he was older he would one day marry her. She laughed at him. She knew that it was not meant to be.

But when he turned 18 he became bored and joined the army. And established himself in the ranks of Roman nobility by successful leadership in several campaigns. She laughed when years later she heard of his marriage to the daughter of Gaius Julius Caesar, Julia. She had known that Pompey's crush was only fleeting. But when she heard of Prince Ptolemy and his ordering of Pompey's assassination. she went back to Egypt. Where she met Gaius Julius Caesar for the first time. He was as enraged as she was over the death of Pompey. She told him who she was and together they overtook Egypt, with the help of Cleopatra. Ceaser found nothing wrong with a woman next to him on the battlefield which she very much enjoyed. Sure she didn't say much and she stayed close to Ceaser but he was great company. After her vengence upon Ptolomey her journey took her to China where she learned the art of Taoism. And found the middle path. But as a demon, was not aloud to enter threw Heaven's final gate.

Once Kamiya declared war in 2027 Rowan went into hideing until ten years later the truce was called. Rowan has no part of the wars except of causing her own mischief and chaos whenever she can. Until this day, she still causes all kinds of trouble.

••• RP sample: Rowan sighed softly and looked at her freshly manicured nails. She sat in her limo in the parking lot of a dinner place so her driver could get something to eat, but nothing that wasn't cooked by her personal chef went into this girls mouth so she had decided to stay behind with her i-pod and cell phone. She ran her fingers threw her perfect platinum blonde curls and snorted softly before getting out of the limo. She didn't want to just sit still anymore. She wasn't one to listen, even though her driver had asked her to stay in the car he worked for her and not the other way around thus she didn't have to listen to him. Rowan closed the door behind her and leaned against the sleek black vehicle. Her bright blue eyes never missing anything. The beautiful orbs rimmed in solid black eyeliner drew everyone's attention to the perfect blue of her eyes. She looked like a lovely barbie doll that anyone could play with. That is until you tried to get close to her. Then she liked to bite your head off.

Rowan tapped her ballet flat on the ground before placing one head phone into her ear and walking away from the car. She didn't have a single care that this would probably worry her driver sick because of anything happened to her, he would find himself dead within twenty four hours. That was how much Rowan meant to her father. Though she was a bit of a spoiled handful, she was still daddy's little angel and could do no wrong in his eyes. Thus if she came up missing it would be his fault entirely. "Miss Winters?" She heard as she turned a corner and started down an allyway. There was no way that the poor man could even go anywhere for she held the keys in her right hand a light devilish grin on her beautiful lips. She was definatly a mischevious little woman. That is she was smiling until she ran straight into someone. She would have fallen back on her lovely little rump had she not grabbed ahold of the person's shoulder to steady herself. "Watch where your going." She hissed out as she let go of the mans shoulder.

He had a strange beautiful look to him and she found that she couldn't look away for a moment till she saw the bright red of his eyes which caused her to take another step back. He hissed darkly at her and his eyes narrowed. But then he laughed. The sound sent chills down the blonde girls spine and made her want to run for her life. As if she was seeing her life flash before her very eyes when she heard the pure evil that reverberated through his voice. "Bad choice of a turn young lady." He said. His voice was like ice. So cold and detached that he couldn't have felt a thing for what he did next. In what seemed like a blink of an eye Rowan was lifted from the ground by her throat and shoved against the brick wall. Her air quickly cut off and she could only gasp out a swift cry before she lost her voice completely due to the presure on her throat. Rowan's eyes widened in fear before she got her bareings back and she started to kick at the man who held her suspended in the air.

Her futile effort to free herself only seemed to make him enjoy what he was doing all the more. It was only when he was kicked hard where only a man could hurt that he let her go. "Someone help me!" She managed to get out before she held her throat and let out a cough. She didn't waste anymore time before she got up and started to run back toward the street where someone might see her. But she didn't even get three steps before she was stopped and pulled back. A desperate scream escaped her lips as she started to struggle against him once more. Whoever this guy was. He was definatly much more angry now.

IT'S ALL ABOUT YOU
The Personal Stuff

••• Your Name: Vana
••• Age: 16
••• Gender: Female
••• How'd you find us: Advertisement on Twilight Revolution
••• Did you read the rules: Yuppers

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