5’9; 165 lbs.
Ever since Ronan could understand her emotions and feelings she’s been alone. Her mother was always busy, either working or cooking or cleaning. It was obvious that her mother loved her greatly, and was always working to keep her alive, but it still meant Ronan had a lack of attention from her. Now, what was worse than her mother always being busy was her father. Her druggy, idiotic, indebt father. He was almost never home as well, unless he had no place else to go to smoke his pot. Ronan hated that man, that man was the reason mother could never be around to play with her and show her affection. That man was the reason she couldn’t wear pretty clothes like the other girls. That man was the reason her mother came to her one day and simply said “don’t become like him” and then vanished forever.
That man was the reason she grew up with a gruff personality. Whenever he spoke to her, he would speak as if she was a stupid child, and he would degrade her and laugh at her. Ronan would normally never dare to speak back, because the one time she did that man had taken her by the arm, led her to the bathroom, and cut off all her hair. That man screamed at her, told her to stop acting like a little girl every time she cried, and to grow up. That was when Ronan decided to keep her hair short, her eyes emotionless, and her body undefined.
She lived like that for four years, and when she turned fourteen she became interested in music. Using the money from all the part time jobs she took, she managed to buy her own CD player and CDs. Ronan even made friends with a woman she had met at the CD shop. That woman showed her the best music, and even taught her how to play guitar. The woman was so kind, and Ronan truly loved being with her. Whenever music was involved, Ronan couldn’t help but smile.
One day, Ronan arrived at the CD shop, expecting to get another lesson from her friend, but she was instead greeted by the clerk who explained that the lady had to move away to be with someone she loved. She had left a guitar behind for Ronan, and a note had been slipped through the worn strings that simply read “Ambition is priceless.” Ronan made sure to tattoo that onto her hip when she was old enough.
Ronan then continued to learn about music and guitars, and eventually fell in love with the bass. By the age of seventeen she left her father behind and joined a band. Eventually, something fell apart in that band as well, and their group was missing a lead guitarist. Feeling a bit worried for the sake of the band, Ronan had entered a crappy looking fast food joint to try and eat away the stress, but instead she found a wonderful new guitarist.
Smoking, Tattoos, and Alcohol
Actually quite a gifted singer, but refuses to sing on stage because she hates being the center of attention (rather shy). Can't stand the smell of pot and other strong-smelling drugs.