Rose Civilson

[EVELYN NOCTIS]

rose marie civilson !



SHE SAYS I'VE GOT THE BEST
beating heart in the world

HEY THERE, MY NAME IS Archie
AND I'VE BEEN AROUND THIS PLANET seventeen
TIMES, BUT I'VE BEEN ROLE-PLAYING FOR Eight YEARS.
THE OTHER CHARACTERS I PLAY HERE ARE Dexter Blues
AND OH, WAIT, ONE LAST THING. THAT PHRASE IN THE RULES IS /cheat and die;;. !

IT MAKES HER WANT TO TWIRL AROUND
until she hit’s the ground

[/b] Rose Marie Civilson
NICKNAMES: Rosey
AGE: Fourteen for a Centaur
GENDER: female
RACE: Centaur
CLASS: B Class
PLAY BY: Maka Albarn from Soul Eater[/size][/ul]

I SWEAR TOGETHER WE'VE BEEN
here before but we never looked away

[/b] Jade green
HAIR: Blond
SKIN: Peachy
BODY: Small, but obvious muscle structure
UNUSUAL: A few scars around her wrists, for trying to get into a certain harmful activity.
OTHER FORM: While her upper half remains to be her young human self, her lower half is of course, a horse. This horse structure is not a small horse, but in fact the body of what looks to be a Clydesdale Filly. This gives her a large, more muscular appearance than her human form, and when full grown her true form will be quite the towering figure. Her colour and pattern has an exact appearance to: This!
APPEARANCE:
As a human, she has not four legs, but in fact only two. Only two legs? Well that certainly is something that Rose had to get used to, and when you look at her long enough...she really hasn't gotten the hang of them. Her balance is terrible, and you can find the young teenage looking girl constantly tumbling over her feet. She is relatively fast as a human as well, in fact quite fast. She'll just never win in a race in that form, even when running is important to her, her klutz seems to increase. As clumsy as she is, when standing still, Rose actually looks like quite the capable and athletic young girl. She's muscular, but not sickeningly, just enough to prove that she's strong and promising physically. If it wasn't for her silly tripping all over the place, she might actually look intimidating for a girl. As for clothing, she tries to wear things that will make her feel pretty, but also useful. A blouse is the usual for tops, of any colour, and skirts are for her lower human half. (She does have some difficulty putting on pants, so skirts are the easiest to put on). All in all she'd look like quite the pretty young girl, if it wasn't for her oversized and...ugly army green hoodie she wears over her shirt and head, not to mention on some occasions she can be seen with a quiver of arrows carried on her back. Ever since coming to school though, she's found that she can't carry it everywhere, which bothers her greatly.

Facial wise, Rose has a kind and mellow facial expression, usually sprinkled with a soft smile. Her green eyes are dull though, a lack of spark or life, giving her face as a whole, a rather detached look. This expression can easily be distorted when frightened, and this will be when one could actually see some life in her eyes. This fear look, can consist of her green eyes wide and alert, but eyebrows furrowed as though she's in pain. Her mouth is also open, exposing her teeth that grind together, and lastly her hands will be crabbing at what thin blond hair she has.
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TWO SEATS INSIDE AN EMPTY ROOM
with one more night what’s left to lose

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Being invisible to others: So long as people never notice her, nothing bad can happen.
Sunlight: It feels good to be warm
Drawing: She's something of an artist.
Volunteering: She's a very helpful person, believe it or not. She also tends to enjoy relationships better when she feels it's merely business. Not anything else.
Socializing: As much as she dislikes it as well, she's trying to overcome her trauma. She may appear shy for a long time though.
Listening stories: True or Fiction, she loves a good story.
Her teachers: She's something of a teachers pet. In her mind no matter who they are, they must like her, and want to help her.
Eating: One of her biggest weaknesses in a way. She can't resist a good bite to eat.
DISLIKES:
Bad Weather: A reminder of what happened in her past
Fights (Verbal or physical): It hurts her to see others fight. Not only that, but it scares her so badly, she'll curl up into a ball and have a panic attack
Being touched: She jumps out of her skin every time she gets touched.
Crowds: Nothing she'll have a panic attack over, but it's still uncomfortable for her.
Hurting others: Even if on accident, she'll start to panic a little.
Nightmares: Rose has many of these, causing her to worry about the next day.

STRENGTHS:
Increased Strength
Increased Speed
Increased Senses
Intelligent
Kindness and Compassion
Great balance in her true form
WEAKNESSES:
Snakes
Her Trauma
Contention
Being sneaked up on
Food
Practically a pacifist
Balance in her human form
Jealousy
SECRETS:
She wants to be popular deep down
She has an ill-temper and low patience level
She watches and draws every student in the school.
OVERALL:

Much like any respectable centaur, Rose Civilson is gentle by nature. She has an understanding for the passion of life, and why others have the right to be treated with care. She's compassionate in that way, and even when someone might be cruel towards her, she tries to act friendly towards them. As much as she can, anyway, which manly includes waving to them in the halls, giving them a smile, or just asking if she can help them in any way.(Though the last one is only if she can muster the courage to actually approach and talk to them.) People directly have never been her strong point though, and she finds it can't be helped at times. So she tries to act as detached from a person as possible, as long as she insists she doesn't care about a person personally , she doesn't have to worry about being a failure.

Failure is one of the many things though that she stresses about deep down, and often cries about. It doesn't matter if she's in public, or in private, rose will cry if she feels frustrated, scared, hurt, or even happy about something. She can be an honest to goodness crybaby, she doesn't go a day without at least crying once. It may be because she's too soft for her own good, though she tries to hide as best she can...it may also be because she lacks the confidence in herself to do anything but cry as well. Either way, she was quite the reputation for using up the most tissues in the school it seems, even in allergy season.

Now then, don't go pushing your luck with Rose, because she may be a softy, but she has the temper to back it up at times. Usually when angered or frustrated, Rose will simply run off and cry somewhere...but there have been some incidents where she will yell and scream. On these rare occasions, she'll throw the biggest temper tantrums a fourteen year old girl can muster. Yes, Rose might even sink as low as to fall onto the ground like a two year old ,like, start kicking and pounding her fists as hard as possible. When the rare temper tantrum subsides, she'll then curl up into a ball of horror at her own self, and then...eventually fall asleep.

One of the biggest things to know about Rose, is that she is a gigantic ball of fear. Her fear, is a crippler, it stops her from doing a lot of things, for one, being a normal human being. A fight can be a scary thing yes, but she can't lift a harmful finger in her defence. She'll just curl up in a ball, and start hyperventilating, whimpering over, and over again about how"she doesn't want it". The whimpers will get louder and louder, and she'll squeeze tighter and tighter into a ball, if the harm continues. This doesn't even have to be harm to herself, it could be anyone in a fight, and she will have the exact same reaction. It isn't just that one big thing though, there are many other little things that cripple her. For starters, she's easily startled by being touched or talked to without warning. Another one, is that she has constant nightmares about certain events, that may or may not have happened to her.

Although scared, and unsure of herself, Rose is intelligent as well. She enjoys going to classes with her peers, and learning all that she can about any subject. It's the one time she might actually seem to give all of her time and effort into. You see, Rose doesn't believe she can be anything in life, but she so desperately wants to be something...that she'll at least try. [/size][/ul]

WE LAY WITH NOT A WORD TO SAY
alone we’ll wait ‘til something’s wrong

[/b] Marie Civilson, age 38 for centaur
FATHER: Fredrick Civilson, age 39 for centaur
SIBLINGS: Norman Civilson 15, Jeremy Civilson 19
OTHER PEOPLE: Night Grayson age 19
HISTORY:
Rose was born into a similar family that Romeo, and Juliet, were born into. Instead of the Montague and Capulet family, however, it was the Civilson versus the Grayson family. Though, the centaurs never engaged into any physical violence, they were highly competitive against each other. Rose, the only daughter in the Civilson family, had always been told never to trust those Grayson Centaurs. Rose did just what her parents told her to, and tried her best to avoid even, eye contact with the other family. She never did understand when she was younger, after all, they actually seemed more fun than her own family. At about five years old, she had even tried to approach a Grayson child, however she was quickly called back by her father. Of course she was scolded for this action, which only seemed to stress Rose out. Why couldn't everyone just get along? She found no danger in these Graysons...

Her life continued on the same dull path, she lived her happy little life, and the two families continued to feud. It was only when she was much much older at Eleven , that things got interesting. You see, she ended up meeting a Grayson, a female named Night, when no one else seemed to be around. This was quite the shock to Rose, and she was about to try her best to frighten off the older teenager. Night was desperate though, she begged for Rose not to tell anyone that she had been so close to the Civilson territory. When Rose asked why, Night explained that she and Rose's brother Jeremy had fallen in love. Neither the Civilson nor the Grayson family would approve, so they wanted to meet in secret for a while. Rose promised to keep her secret, though she wasn't sure how terrible these two being together could be. Perhaps it was an honour thing, neither Jeremy nor Night wanted their families to be disgusted by them.

For quite some time after that little meeting, Rose was able to keep Night and her own brother's secret. One stormy day though, Rose had been looking for her brother everywhere. He hadn't been home for a while now, and she was quite worried about what she might find. What she did find was her brother, and another centaur, galloping close to each other in the rain. Or rather, they both seemed to be chasing after the exact same prey. A competition for food? Rose tried to call out for her brother, but they didn't seem to hear her at all over the howling wind.The two, stranger and her brother raced after their prey up a rather steep looking hill. Once again Rose tried to chase after them, but could only stand and watch what happened next. Over the confusion of the rain, and trying to chase over one measly piece of food Jeremy slipped, crashing into the other unknown centaur. They tumbled and slid in confusion down the hill. Rose's heart rose to her throat, and she tried to swallow. Neither of them were getting back up. As Rose approached the two at the bottom of the hill, she could tell there was something terrible wrong with her brothers neck. During the confusion and being tangled with an equally slipping centaur he must have broken his neck.


As it turned out the Centaur she had never met was fine, but her brother was dead. Apparently they had been competing to see who would have Night. Centaurs were usually more gentle than this, they both must have loved Night very much. Now the victor shown over the corpse of her own brother. Witnessing his death was something Rose could not take. She grew horrified of this incident. Death. Everyone was going to fight each other to death in the end. There was nothing she could do. For a long time all she could do was cry, and sob, never letting anyone get near her. The sight of her own family was enough to make her go through an entire panic attack. She became vulnerable ever since that day, and because of her vulnerability, she could hardly function.

Years passed, and she still had not been fixed from that incident. It was then that her father decided to send her to the Academy, in hopes that being in a safer, and more social environment might help her with her constant fear. [/size][/ul]

WITH FACES PRESSED AGAINST THE
wall lets show the world what we are about

[/b] N/A
RP SAMPLE: The passenger seat of this car was so uncomfortable. Even though it was still the same kind of material as the drivers seat. It was probably just teenaged boy drama that made the seat that he sat in so uncomfortable. He didn't like sitting passenger, and having some one else drive him. It made him uncomfortable, and it also made him feel so uncapable of anything when people drive him places. Plus also, Menma, the male who was driving him's car, was very very small compared to his big black hummer. Well, it might have also been that the teenager sitting there was very nervous about this, which was funny, because usually women were Elementary to him. Well, this is what probably what happened when you really were starting to like a girl. This wasn't exactly what William was used to though, he frowned and twisted in his seat. The long black haired male tugged at his long hair for a moment out of nervousness, but not wanted to lose any hair that was on his valuable head, he put his hand back down, only to start fidgeting with the seat belt childishly. Taking it off, and back on, and off and back on. He looked at Menma who was still driving, probably ignoring him and, smiled a small smirk

"You seem perfectly calm don't you, Menma?" he asked, in truth, William Hartman was asking this very ruefully, but tried not to show it in his tone of voice. "Your such a ladies man," he stopped a little and punched Menma on the shoulder playfully "Better be careful, I might just get a little jealous, now won't I?' Well, to be honest, what was there for William to be jealous about? He liked who he was. Menma was great, a true friend and everything in one, but William didn't hate being himself enough to want to be another person.

William let out a small sigh, and turned away from Menma staring out the window, "Your car is so small." he complained, but then he was done, and sat in nervous silence. Well, time to fidget again, he looked at the window button, and rolled it down, then up, then down then up, and so on and so forth, until he finally descided to have his window down and rest his head out the window. It didn't take much longer, and only a few turns for them to arrive at the hotel that Sinta was staying at, who of course, was his date.

He stared out the window, there were those howling wolf statues and the water fountain place with a bunch of kids still playing in the fountains, even though they should be out trick or treating or something that you usually do on the 31st of halloween. One red head kid stuck his tongue out, watching Menma's car go by to park, William ignored the kid, it wasn't honestly worth it to acknowledge some one who was going to stick their ugly pink little tongues as an insult. What did sticking your tongue out mean anyway? The closest things he got to was, 'Yuck.' or ' I'm going to lick you, be offended.' He was going to go with yuck, but sticking out the tongue still didn't make any sense to him, had this kid tasted him before? He didn't think that thinking some one who was ugly should get their tongues stuck at. Tongues tasted, so wouldn't it be some eye insulting gesture, not the tongue. Oh the many wonders of the world [/size][/ul]

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