Post by Angelline Devorez on Mar 2, 2009 17:02:25 GMT -5
;; fundamentals
full name;; Angelline Sorina Devorez
nickname;; Angie, Rose,
birthday;; June 27, 1897
age;; 27
sexual orientation;; Straight
job;; Stage Hand/Part time writer
class;; Gypsy
Canon;; n/a
;; appearance
general;;
Angelline has a slightly exotic look to her but it's only due to her Gypsy blood, which comes from Romania. With a diminuitive height of five feet and three inches she has to always look up to others when speaking. Her frame is not quite petite but she is thin enough that even without a bodice her figure has enough curves to be appealing.
Even if she did have more curves it would be hidden underneath her boyish attire of loose shirts, breeches, long red coat, and shoes. She hardly ever wears a dress but when she does she'll only wear it indoors refusing to go outside.
The pale skin she inherited has become tanned over the years. Her hands are not like gentle bred ladies. Rough and calloused she does not like the way her hands look and usually wears gloves hoping that if she continues to wear them her skin will once more become smooth. However it is a lost cause since her work as a stagehand means she must take off the gloves to get a greater grip on the ropes and props. Another thing she does not like is her back. There are various scars running along her back from her travels and she gets very quiet if someone sees and asks about them.
Her almond shaped eyes are a warm shade of brown but due to a quirk they appear pitch black. Her face is rounded slightly with high cheekbones, but her profile cannot be seen very well since she is always covered in grime and sweat. Her hair is short, only reaching a little past her shoulders. It is naturally wavy and she wears it up most of the time, but likes it down.
favorite;; Her strange eyes
hate;; mostly her height, hands and back.
heritage;; Gypsy
ethnicity;; half Romanian and half English
;; personality
general;;
Angelline has a very outgoing personality. She is not afraid to show others who she is and scorns those who to pretend to be someone they are not. Her father calls her hypocritical because she is also someone who is pretending to be someone else. However she fights with him saying she does not like herself so it makes her dislike alright. Hardly shy in what she does her antics have been known to get her into loads of trouble.
She has a large appreciation for life and innocence that is so rare in the society she sees. When she finds someone who portrays this she takes an instant liking to them and vows to protect that person from whatever harm may come to them. Besides her bright and outgoing personality Angelline also has a darker and sinister personality. If one were to stir her sleeping rage they'd see beyond the so called 'mask' that everyone wears.
Angelline is afraid of venturing far from the Opera House as some people have noticed. She is also very vague when it comes to her past and not many know of her origins. All that most people in the Opera House know is that she is a learned Gypsy of some sort and that she loves to play pranks.
hobbies;;
~Sword fighting
~singing (though she's not very good at it)
~horse riding
~making weapons
dislikes;;
~her mother
~Conner
~bugs
~spicy food
~people who pretend to be who they are not
~those who judge others
~the Opera Ghost and his stories
likes;;
~animals
~fighting
~creating something new
~her father
~writing
~playing pranks on new people
~reading
Fears;;
-Conner
-someone finding out about her scars
-spiders
-getting lost
-losing her brother
Secrets;;
-her past
-how she writes
-magic tricks
-her love
;; origins
general;;
Angelline was born in Romania to Victor and Marie Devorez. Victor was the leader of the Gypsy caravan that was travelling through Romania, her mother however had once been an English aristocrat. Before she was to be wed she had the bad luck of visiting Victorÿs caravan and he fell in love with her. He learned of her marriage and when she visited again he kidnapped her and moved back to his hometown of Romania. This made Marie a bitter woman and she vowed that she would exact revenge upon Victor for what he had done to her.
Angelline's real name is Rose, the name change came later on in life. When she was born her mother was a woman twisted with grief, rage, and thoughts of revenge. As a result she was going to kill Angelline but luckily her brother Damien saw what his mother was doing and stopped her. Unfortunately Marie commited suicide, no longer wanting to live a life with Victor and the travelling caravan.
As a little girl Angelline was raised to believe that her Aunt Hester was her real mother. However a lie can only go so far. When she was about eight years old, an older girl, jealous of Angelline's status as the so called 'princess' of the caravan told her the truth. She did not believe at first until her father confirmed the gruesome truth. For the next two years Angelline became a withdrawn child. She blamed herself for her motherÿs death and even though Damien, who had vowed to protect his little sister, tried to tell her it was not her fault she did not draw out of her mental torment.
The wilds and mysteries of Romania no longer held any joys for Angelline and her father knew this. For that reason Victor packed up the Caravan and travelled once more to England where he had met Marie. By this time she was thirteen and he knew she was mature enough to accept the full truth. Victor told Angelline the truth, his twisted love, her mother's mental unstability, and the choice of leaving the caravan. The father she had loved turned into a horrible monster in her eyes and she chose to leave. Damien left with his sister and Victor did not see them until ten years later. He stayed in England hoping to one day see them again.
Travelling through England, Paris, and Ireland, Angelline explored all of Europe delighting in the new world shown to her. During the next five years she was able to accept the truth about her past and come to gain back the love she had for her father. It was during her travels that she met the new development in her life. Conner.
Conner Crogan, an Irish aristocrat, met Angelline one Autumn day in late September on the edge of his estate. She had bartered for a horse and had taken pleasure in riding through the vast lands of the Crogan estate. The two fell in love and he courted her for two years. Angelline was about 22 when this happened and was about to marry him when she came home to find him with another woman. Furious she left and broke off the engagement, and went back to live with her brother in a nearby tavern. That night Conner woke her up and threw the body of the woman she had seen earlier at the foot of her bed. She finally learned how twisted the Irish aristocrat was and what his definition of love was.
She left with Damien and they travelled across Europe trying to outrun the mad Irish aristocrat. Finding the Opera House she fell instantly in love with it as it had an aura similar to the forests she roamed as a child. While working there as a stage hand Angelline discovered the joys of writing after following one around the halls during her first year there. Now she works as both a stage hand and writer sending her manuscripts and ideas to the her friend when she has time.
parents;;
Victor Devorez -father- 56
Marie Devorez -mother- 50 ~deceased~
siblings;;
Damien Devorez -older brother- 34
other;;
Aunt Hester -53-
Conner Crogan -27- ex-fiance
;; roleplaying
sample;;
The silence pressing down upon her made Jenna feel like she was trapped in a tomb. She had been traversing the labyrinth for hours now and still she had not found a way out. With limited rations and water left and only shreds of her sanity left she knew that if this next turn didn't lead her to safety she would go mad. Gripping the lamp tightly she forged her way through the last of the obstacles only to come face to face with...
"Angelline would you stop reading and help us with this!"
The dark haired brunette, startled from her latest find, grinned upon recognizing the voice. "Really Armand you should know better than to ask for the impossible." A snort and chorus of groans from the other stage hands were her only response.
Without so much as a glance to her friend she tossed one of her various metal pins in his direction. Hearing a dull clang and shout of indignation she knew she had missed her mark. "If you need help you can use that as my substitute."
"How is a metal pin going to help us lift a set?!"
"Well now that's where your imagination will come into use won't it?" Laughing in the face of her friend's growing anger she turned on her side only to face a very shiny, expensive black shoe. Closing her book she craned her neck backwards until her eyes made contact with those of a very annoyed manager.
The last thought that ran through her mind as she slowly got to her feet was simple. 'I'm a goner.'
;; behind the character
name;; Shiori
age;; you will never know
gender;; Female
years roleplaying;; about 4 years now
location;; somewhere in the ocean
How You found us;; was previously part of your other site
