Aislin Rowe

     

NAME: Aislin Rowe
GOES BY: Aislin
OTHER NICKNAMES: Ash, Linn, 'Bambi'

GENDER: Female
AGE: 18
BIRTHDAY: October 3rd
ETHNICITY:Symphath/Human
CANON OR ORIGINAL CHARACTER Original

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
STATUS: Single
OCCUPATION: n/a
LIVING SITUATION: Apartment in Caldwell

PLAY BY: Rosie Tupper
HAIR: Dark blonde that stops at her neck
EYES: Pink
HEIGHT: 5'2''
WEIGHT: 112lbs
USUAL ENSEMBLE: Anything she can get her hands on. Usually a long sweater, jean shorts, and boots. 
OVERALL APPEARANCE:
Aislin is an overall dainty girl. She has a small, lithe frame that looks as if it could break if someone lifts a finger against her. She's quite skinny and gives off the impression of someone who barely eats and for the most part, this is true. Her gaunt like appearance is only contrasted with her cherubic face. Ash has a face that is delicate and gives her the innocent girl look. Her porcelain face is framed by short blonde hair to complete the baby-doll look.

The clothes that hang off her body add onto the gaunt look.  She isn't swimming in cash so she gets whatever she can get her hands on at the local thrift shop. Sweaters are the clothing of choice. Most of them are too big, but it helps keep her warm during the cold seasons. She prefers shorts but can sometimes be seen in pants as well. Ash also likes boots because they last a lot longer and hardly ever wear out. Sometimes she wears a beanie on her to help cover her eyes which are oddly colored. 

LIKES: Shakespeare 
Puddles
Hamlet--her dog
Solitude
Reading
Her skateboard
Writing
Sewing/Knitting/Crocheting
Learning different languages
Playing the piano
Reese's Cups
Exploring
Westerns
Toaster Pastries
DISLIKES: Bubble Gum
Snow
Crowds
Violence
Taking the bus
Needles
Rats
Paper cuts
Feeding
Traffic
Feeling unwanted
Cats
Judgmental People
Cheese
STRENGTHS: Creative, Observant, Intelligent, Honest
WEAKNESSES: Insecure, Shy, Mistrustful, Stubborn
WANTS: To be a part of something
Become a writer
Find her father
FEARS: Dying alone
Living on the streets again
Thunderstorms
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Lin is a hard character to pinpoint her personality. Sometimes she's nice, but other times she seems closed-off or aloof. She tires to be as nice to others as she can, but at the end f the day she knows that they are going to leave her and because of it, there's no point of being overly nice. Because of this, she's developed serious trust issues and has little-to-no friends. The girl has been hurt too many times in the past for her to willingly put her faith in someone. They may mean well, but at the end of the day they truly don't care about Aislin.

Her history has formed her into a quiet and reserved girl. She likes to be by herself or with her dog, Hamlet. She doesn't seek out social interactions and for the most part is fine with her solitude. Other times she craves human attention and company, but doesn't know how to seek them both out. If she not out on the street or in her sad excuse for an apartment, she's usually in the library where most of her social interactions take place.

FAMILY:
Margaret Rowe, mother,  deceased
Phear, father, unknown
PETS: Border Terrier - Hamlet
HISTORY: Aislin's history is less than pleasant. She can't remember the early years of her life or who she spent it with. All the girl could remember was the playground she was left at when she was roughly three years old. After realizing no one was coming back for her, she cried long and hard. Her adoptive father for a time found her and took her under his wing. He was as homeless as she was, but the thought of leaving the toddler there, fending for himself urged him to take care of her himself. The first thing he noticed were her pink eyes and he assumed that was why she was abandoned. He tried to care for her and himself, which is hard when one doesn't know when their next meal is. He taught her how to talk and survive in the world.

But it wasn't enough. She needed structure and a home, and he couldn't give it to her. He couldn't be selfish and keep her to himself, so he had to make the tough decision and give her to someone who can care for her. He left five-year-old Ash on the doorstep of a church sponsored orphanage and wished her the best. They hugged, and that was the last time Aislin ever saw him.

He had hoped that her life would be great, but it wasn't. Her life was hell, and she hated it. No one wanted to adopt her because of her strange-colored eyes. Pink was an odd color, and no one wanted a weird child as a part of their family. To make matters worse, her peers in the orphanage harassed and made fun of her constantly. So watched as those bullies received happily ever afters in their homes while she was forced to stay in that building and be at the peak of misery.

She decided that enough was enough. It was time for her to break free and find her own slice of happiness. She was done waiting for something to happen and she wanted to control her own life. Ash gathered enough food to last for roughly three days and ran away from the orphanage at the age of fifteen. She was now alone a world that didn't give two craps about her, and for a while she was perfectly fine.

That is, until she finally felt the pangs of what it's like to be a vampire. At the fifteen she craved something odd for the first time: emotions. She didn't want just any type of emotion, but negative ones. Ash wandered around until she stumbled upon a whorehouse. The place was filled with debauchery and even though it sickened her stomach, this was what she needed.

The girl did whatever she could to survive, but she would never work along with the girls. She was too young to ever be considered a working girl, but the girls more or less took her in and cared for her. They fed her and gave her a place to stay, and sadly it's the first time she ever felt like she was a part of something. They came and went and she did the same. She didn't feel comfortable being around them for too long so she would spend most of her time in the library or doing a few errands for the bosses.

Ash never expected anything in life and was quite content with how things are. Three years later she somehow landed a job as a librarian because the employees knew the girl well enough to trust her. She adopted a stray puppy and is slowly but surely discovering who she is while trying to fight the monstrous side of her that she doesn't understand.

YOUR NAME: Moria
AGE: 22
EXPERIENCE: 5-6
OTHER CHARACTERS: none
RP SAMPLE

The Falls. It was amazing how Giselle never stepped foot in this place before now. How on earth has she been living life before this time? Apparently she hadn't, as she was living under a rock this entire time. A rock, her more formerly known as an apartment. Giselle spent most of her days outside if she wasn't working at the floral shop, but never has she come across this beauty. Water in great amounts cascaded down an edge and crashed against the water below. It was beautiful, and it reminded her of the waterfall she used to play with at home.


The girl balanced effortlessly along the waterfall. Her shoes along with her bag and cardigan were cast off to the side as she walked the fine line between danger and insanity. That was Gigi's way of living her life: if she wasn't walking any fine lines, then she wasn't living it up high enough. Gigi isn't a risk taker, but someone who like to think outside of the box...or around it...or on top of it, kind of how she was on top of the world right now. Not quite, but she was so far up she could see the tiny shapes of houses, buildings and trees that surrounded the quaint little town.



Her green eyes looked down and was impressed by how far down her drop would be if she were to fall...or jump. The latter seemed likely and as she debated it over, a thought appeared into her mind. 'How much in trouble would I be if I jumped off?' Not if she would survive or how many bones she would break, but how in trouble would she be. She debated she would get another scolding from Officer Toughbunny she liked to call him. He was the guy who had it out for Giselle because she was, according to him, a troublemaker and a nuisance. Please. So much crime littered the city and he was worried about a girl who fought for her right to take off her shoes in public. Someone's priorities were skewed and it wasn't just Giselle's...



She decided to jump. Gissy twirled a bit over the ledge and peered down below. The drop wouldn't be scary, but exciting. What made it a little difficult though was today was the day she decided to wear a dress. She hoped no one on the way down would take a peek at her 'roupa íntima'. If so, then she'd definitely would have to charge them per view.



So with that as a final thought, she jumped off the ledge and plunged into the dark abyss underneath the water.