Post by odettePETERS on Sept 5, 2008 21:38:55 GMT -5
•• are you a GOOD witch
[/size][/font],or are you a BAD witch in disguise?[/size]
☪ odette victoria peters ,,[/size][/color]
•• baptized with a perfect name[/size][/font]
, the doubting one by heart alone without himself[/size][/center]
full name;; Odette Victoria Peters
nicknames;; Det, Od, Tor, Tori, 'Hey you!'
age/birthday;; twenty-one
occupation;; she works at a small bookshop
element;; air
sexual orientation;; straight (uh, mostly)
distinguishing features;; Odette is an average height for her age, presumed to be finished growing completely. Her form is lithe and slender and sometimes considered lanky, by some people's standards. Her eyes are a dark brown, normally shrouded by thick black makeup or sometimes brighter colors around said thick black makeup (and sometimes she wears colored contacts). Her hair is shoulder-length and a bleached blonde, but don't judge her by that, she's not stupid. Her skin is fairly pale and she really has no other distinguishing features.
face claim;; jac vanek
•• war between him and the day
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EMOTIONAL;; Odette can be somewhat emotional. Sometimes her emotions are misplaced and she can be overemotional. Despite her being emotional, she has difficulty figuring out her own emotions and those of others, which is why she, at times, acts with the wrong emotions at the wrong times. She generally likes to keep her thoughts and emotions to herself and is very hesitant to get into any sort of relationship with a guy.
DRAMATIC;; Since she is emotional, this girl can also be very dramatic. She actually enjoys being so, even if no one else appreciates the humor she tries to display through her dramatic ramblings. This being one of the main problems in her personality; her drama is inappropriately placed for the time and situation.
ACTRESS;; Not only is Odette dramatic, she is also a natural born actress. This ties in with her manipulative behavior, but; she is very good at playing whatever part she needs to. She can cry on command and is also known to play friends with someone until she gets what she wants and that’s the end of it.
VIOLENT;; She doesn't get frustrated or upset easily, but when she does, it manifests itself by way of extreme violence. For a girl, she packs a powerful punch and won't hesitate to use her skills to beat the crap out of you. Since she has so much pride, she won't back down for anything in the world.
SWEET;; So, breaking past all those other sections of her personality, Odette is actually a sweet person. She likes to talk and make friends and generally be around people. Her laugh is constantly called 'infectious' as is her smile, which she loves to throw at people. She likes to make other's laugh and has a very witty sense of humor.
SUBMISSIVE;; Despite her attitude that states otherwise, Odette is a rather submissive individual. You really have to get on her nerves before she makes a move against you. Not only does this tie into her fighting, but also in bed as well. Though she may act like she'll dominate you, chances are, she'd never dare. Not to mention, regarding those with more dominant personalities than her own; she is a follower.
INNOCENT/NAIVE;; Odette is, by nature, a rather naive individual. This is not to say she is stupid or so innocent that she knows nothing. No, she is mostly innocent to the ways of the world, having grown up a slightly sheltered life. To her, everyone is a good person until they prove otherwise and she also believes that nothing that ever happens is avoidable. If it is destined to happen, it will; you can't change the future.
•• never-fading rain in your heart
[/size][/font], the tears of snow-white sorrow caress the one[/size][/center]
hometown;; Chicagooooo
family;; Darien and Anette Peters; doctor and lawyer, respectively
Born to relatively wealthy parents; a lawyer and a doctor (at least in the 'real' world), Odette was their only child. In being an only child, she was a bit pampered, and definitely got whatever she wanted. However, Odette was a fairly simple child and enjoyed nothing more than going outside and playing in their spacious backyard. She had a quiet childhood, being raised as nothing more than a respectable young girl. Her school years went slowly and uneventfully, and Odette was a popular girl. She was quickly dubbed the 'good girl' and quickly became everyone's best friend. You know, think of Galinda from Wicked.
It wasn't until her second year in middle-school that Odette was introduced to the Coven. It was an accident, really, as she spied her parents doing things that just weren't normal. She wondered why her parents chose to keep something like their magickal abilities secret from her, as everyone knew witches existed. It was explained that they had wanted her to live a normal life, not burdened by the responsibilities of being a witch. Of course, that was already too late, and now Odette wanted nothing more than to harness her powers, whatever they may have been.
Since she was young, Odette had always felt a certain connection to the element of Air, after all, she was born a Gemini and their element was the Air. And it only made sense she be an Air witch, after all, her parents were fire and air; two elements that thrive off each other. So, with an excited air about her, she set off to hone her powers. Be that as it may, she is still fairly new to her powers and hasn't figured out everything about them yet. But she was inducted into the Coven upon the news that there were some evil happenings going on with Duskoff and whatnot.
It's probably worth mentioning...she really has no clue what's going on.
•• the hiding amaranth in a land
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strengths;;
+ singing
+ cooking
+ being sneaky
+ sewing
+ acting
weaknesses;;
- opinionated
- guy's cologne
- aggressiveness
- being teased
- smooth-talkers
likes;;
♥ playing piano
♥ singing
♥ cooking
♥ being sneaky
♥ acting
♥ dating
♥ flirting
♥ being friendly
♥ cheese
♥ chocolate
♥ dressing oddly
♥ guy's cologne
♥ animals
dislikes;;
X ignorance
X people who ignore her
X vanilla
X slobs
X being teased
X smooth-talkers
X kiss-asses
X bullies
X the heat
weapons;; her only weapons beside her magicks are her fists
magick;;
Everything pertaining to the element of air and, since air is everywhere, its very hard for her to not be able to use these powers. However, she can be halted if there is no wind OR if the wind is much to strong. Not to mention, she doesn't thrive when its raining, or snowing. Being new to such things, Odette hasn't yet mastered her abilities and still makes plenty of mistakes.
•• untouched hearing voices
[/size][/font], of the never-fading calling[/size][/center]
your name/alias;; lauz
years rping;; nine
where'd you find us?;; psht, helped make you foo'
who else do you play;; your MOTHER (no one yet)
rp sample;;
The small Lust couldn't tell what her conflicting emotions were trying to say. There were many things, besides the growing tingle of pure want, that were going on in her pretty little head. Firstly, a small pang of apprehension, for she didn't know about Caleb and, after all, he could be the abusive type. Ophelia had run into a few of those kinds of guys in her short foray into prostitution. She didn't like them and they made her feel...well, dirty; like she was just a tool and nothing more. The girl enjoyed the more sentimental types, but she didn't get them often. But Caleb was a Viper, and they were known for being the brutal kind of lovers. While Ophelia couldn't say she didn't enjoy that from time to time, it got monotonous and painful. However, being the whore she was, the girl wouldn't say anything to him about it, even if he turned out to be like that.
Secondly, Ophelia thought about what their relationship may be. Was she just a toy for now? She liked Caleb, that was for sure, whether he knew it or not. And she really should tell him, let him know how deep her affection for him ran. But what if he didn't feel the same? That would bruise her; it would sting so bad if another person she liked didn't return her feelings. That had already happened to her once and with the breaking of her heart the first time, Ophelia resorted to drastic measures in the form of rape. Ophelia wouldn't do that again, because an unwilling partner wasn't much fun at all.
Lastly, her ideas on where this may be heading ran wild. Of course, they didn't get to germinate for long because Caleb's arms were circling around her small waist, hands gently resting on the small of her back. A small shiver ran down her spine, nearly imperceptible. That kiss went straight to her head, giving Ophelia this familiar giddy feeling that generally happened before better things happened. Not that the girl didn't like being kissed, that was one of her favorite things. The more passion, the better, and apparently Caleb had a lot to give. That was fine, Ophelia would take it all; she would be his outlet, absorb all of it and catalogue it away for memories later...should this just become a one time thing. Which, she prayed to god, it wasn't.
When they parted, Ophelia took a deep breath, attempting to calm the frantic beating of her heart. After another, painfully long second, Caleb was scooping her up and, more or less, tossing her onto the bed. She gasped, not at all expecting that almost uncaring action so soon after their sweet little kiss. Her short white dress began evenly riding up her thighs and blonde hair fanned around her face as she glanced up at Caleb with slightly widened eyes. There was no hesitation on his part as the Viper climbed up after her, deftly trapping her smaller form underneath his larger. This felt new to her, this sort of submission. With other girls, Ophelia could easily be the submissive type, but with guys, she tended to be in absolute control all the time and, really, most liked it. So this level of dominance displayed by Caleb was a knew thing; foreign but not unpleasant, and actually, rather arousing.
And then he spoke, nothing short of a whisper and a sort of promise (or at least it felt like it), that made her heart ache and body gently tremble. The girl wanted to agree with him, to tell him that she would be his; his toy, possession, whatever it was he wanted from her, it would be granted. But the words caught in her throat when his lips descended on hers again. This time, Ophelia cocked her head, pressing her hands gently on his chest and shifting. Though this kiss was longer, it didn't feel that way at all and Caleb was moving away all too fast. But then his lips were back on her, smoothing along the side of her neck, obviously in some attempt to find any weak spot on her. Oh, but if it wasn't his lucky day, Ophelia happened to be quite sensitive where her neck and ears were concerned.
The small Lust tilted her head, allowing her larger partner better access. A gentle moan pressed past her lips as her slender body arched into his. Ophelia already felt that familiar dull throb between her thighs, which made her shift, subtly rubbing her legs together in some fashion, trying to alleviate the pressure without further alerting Caleb to her state of arousal. While she was a Lust and they were known for being promiscuous...for some reason, she just didn't want Caleb to see her that way. The girl wanted to play as his little china doll; fragile and pure.
"Mn, Caleb..." she whispered, breathless and needy, while delicate fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt.
Secondly, Ophelia thought about what their relationship may be. Was she just a toy for now? She liked Caleb, that was for sure, whether he knew it or not. And she really should tell him, let him know how deep her affection for him ran. But what if he didn't feel the same? That would bruise her; it would sting so bad if another person she liked didn't return her feelings. That had already happened to her once and with the breaking of her heart the first time, Ophelia resorted to drastic measures in the form of rape. Ophelia wouldn't do that again, because an unwilling partner wasn't much fun at all.
Lastly, her ideas on where this may be heading ran wild. Of course, they didn't get to germinate for long because Caleb's arms were circling around her small waist, hands gently resting on the small of her back. A small shiver ran down her spine, nearly imperceptible. That kiss went straight to her head, giving Ophelia this familiar giddy feeling that generally happened before better things happened. Not that the girl didn't like being kissed, that was one of her favorite things. The more passion, the better, and apparently Caleb had a lot to give. That was fine, Ophelia would take it all; she would be his outlet, absorb all of it and catalogue it away for memories later...should this just become a one time thing. Which, she prayed to god, it wasn't.
When they parted, Ophelia took a deep breath, attempting to calm the frantic beating of her heart. After another, painfully long second, Caleb was scooping her up and, more or less, tossing her onto the bed. She gasped, not at all expecting that almost uncaring action so soon after their sweet little kiss. Her short white dress began evenly riding up her thighs and blonde hair fanned around her face as she glanced up at Caleb with slightly widened eyes. There was no hesitation on his part as the Viper climbed up after her, deftly trapping her smaller form underneath his larger. This felt new to her, this sort of submission. With other girls, Ophelia could easily be the submissive type, but with guys, she tended to be in absolute control all the time and, really, most liked it. So this level of dominance displayed by Caleb was a knew thing; foreign but not unpleasant, and actually, rather arousing.
And then he spoke, nothing short of a whisper and a sort of promise (or at least it felt like it), that made her heart ache and body gently tremble. The girl wanted to agree with him, to tell him that she would be his; his toy, possession, whatever it was he wanted from her, it would be granted. But the words caught in her throat when his lips descended on hers again. This time, Ophelia cocked her head, pressing her hands gently on his chest and shifting. Though this kiss was longer, it didn't feel that way at all and Caleb was moving away all too fast. But then his lips were back on her, smoothing along the side of her neck, obviously in some attempt to find any weak spot on her. Oh, but if it wasn't his lucky day, Ophelia happened to be quite sensitive where her neck and ears were concerned.
The small Lust tilted her head, allowing her larger partner better access. A gentle moan pressed past her lips as her slender body arched into his. Ophelia already felt that familiar dull throb between her thighs, which made her shift, subtly rubbing her legs together in some fashion, trying to alleviate the pressure without further alerting Caleb to her state of arousal. While she was a Lust and they were known for being promiscuous...for some reason, she just didn't want Caleb to see her that way. The girl wanted to play as his little china doll; fragile and pure.
"Mn, Caleb..." she whispered, breathless and needy, while delicate fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt.