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She had played the beautiful daughter, the blushing bride, the pliant wife. She had suffered through Roberts drunken groping, Jaime's jealousy, Renly's mockery, Varys with his titters, Stannis endlessly grinding his teeth. She had contended with Jon Arryn. Ned Stark and her vile, treacherous, murderous dwarf brother, all the while promising herself;
One day it would be her turn.

Name: Cersei Lannister

Affiliation: Lannister, herself.

Age: 27

Occupation/Position: Manager of ‘The Iron Throne’ now that Robert is passed, heiress to her father’s riches – with her brothers, of course.

Power is power.

Personality:

Cersei is as gentle as King Maegor, as selfless as Aegon the Unworthy, as wise as Mad Aerys. She never forgets a slight, real or imagined. She takes caution for cowardice and dissent for defiance. And she is greedy. Greedy for power, for honour, for love

Are they a daredevil or cautious?
She only has two settings. She is either sitting silently, observing everything that is happening, storing away information to use later or her quick temper and her easily wounded pride are causing her to make rash decisions. There’s no medium with Cersei. However, she is absolutely a daredevil – perhaps more so than either of her brothers, but as the Lady of the Lannisters, when she was younger, she was always taught how to be elegant, how to smile.

Do they act the same alone as when with someone?
The ‘light of the west’ has always had a rather erratic personality. She’s more fire than light, in all honesty. She might have had good intentions once, she might have been sweet and innocent once and once she might have been able to love, but that’s all gone now. The only people she loves are her brother and her children. She’s never been one for silence and always speaks her mind. She's never been one to hide behind her words.

There are times when she's alone that she returns to the vulnerable child she once was. In some ways, Cersei never grew up; she's still a little girl trying to navigate a womans body in a mans world. There are even some times when she's with Jaime that the lost little girl she is shows itself.

Habits:
Cersei's worst habit is the inability to control her temper and lose her patience. She tries to keep it in check, to be calculating and threatening, but it's difficult when rage she can hardly control bubbles up inside of her.

Drinks:
Oh, absolutely. Probably too much.

Tears aren't a girls only weapon. The best one is between your legs.

[i]Greatest Strength:
Cersei has always been outspoken. She will not be beaten down, no matter what happens to her. The things she’s had to deal with in her life, the death of her mother, her father’s disinterested attitude towards her while he doted on Jaime, living with the little imp, being shipped off to marry a stranger, have all made her a stronger person. She’s made of iron.

Greatest Weakness:
Her love for Jaime is her biggest weakness, and she knows it. She doesn’t consider her love for her son as a weakness, because her son brings out the Lioness inside of her. She’s fiercely protective of her little boy. It’s her one redeeming quality. That and her cheekbones.

Cersei has always felt like she was fighting for breath in what people largely consider to be a ‘mans’ world. This has attributed to her doing things like carrying a gun, because she knows her father and brothers all do, as well as demanding her father give her jurisdiction over The Iron Throne, which she knows he had planned for Jaime. ‘It’s my Casino, father. It’s mine.’ She had told him. She could do it, if Jaime could do it, she could do it; there was nothing either of them could do that the other couldn’t.
Cersei often tries to exude a sense of calm and regal control over her surroundings. However, when things do not go her own way Cersei's usual response is to become extremely flippant.

But possibly her biggest problem, even bigger than her short temper and incredible pride, is her inabiliy to let anybody in. Even with Jaime, to whom her soft side is occasionally revealed, and her son, she is a closed book, unreadable and hardbacked; immovable in her decisions and occasionally callous. Even Jaime isn't immune to her harsh words, though he's been known to be the only person able to calm her.

Everyone who isn't us, is an enemy.

Family:
Mother: Johanna Lannister
Father: Tywin Lannister
Sister(s)
Brother(s): Jaime Lannister, Tyrion Lannister
Child(ren): Thomas Lannister

If it weren't for my son, I'd have thrown myself from the highest window of the Red Keep.

Short History:
Cersei’s earliest memories are of a pure, unadulterated contentedness and happiness, the likes of which she hasn’t known since, and of a lady with a blurred face, but with endless locks of thick, golden hair. Those feelings are the only pieces Cersei has of her mother, if it wasn’t for the photographs, she wouldn’t remember her face and her voice has been all but erased from her memory, but the feelings remain. The feeling of safety, of her mother’s arms encasing her, warm and sure. And then, one day, Joanna wasn’t there anymore. The lady with the golden hair who loved her so much, more than anyone ever had or ever would, was gone. And all because of that little monster. Mother gone, for the sake of him. It was Tyrion’s fault Cersei was alone.

Well, not entirely alone. She had Jaime. Although, if it wasn’t for Jaime, maybe she could have learned to love her oaf of a husband. But no, she had to live with knowing that the one person she loved, she could never truly have. She had to live with her father’s suspicions, not to mention she was fairly sure that Tyrion suspected something, if he didn’t already have proof. Neither of them were stupid; they understood that if it ever got out, they were both ruined. Then again, they do come from a very influential family.

When Cersei was a little girl, her father promised she would marry the Rhaegar Targaryen, the son of what was the most powerful family at the time. The first time she met Rhaegar, Cersei fell into what her childish mind thought was love. However, her first taste of rejection came when Rhaegar’s father rejected Tywins proposal for their children to marry, and it was the bitterest thing Cersei had ever experience. Tywin had no time for his daughter from that day forwards – what good was she, if she couldn’t join their family to the most powerful family in America?

As she grew, Cersei noticed something. Her hair. She had the same golden hair as the woman she had once called ‘Mother’. It was too painful. Every time she caught sight of her own reflection, the ache returned to her heart. So she dyed it. She tarnished her beautiful hair forever, and now it’s as black as many believe her heart to be.

Shortly after what came to be known as ‘Roberts Rebellion’, Cersei married him. It wasn’t a happy match, but it was a powerful one. But still, it did little to soften Tywins heart with regards to his only daughter. Cersei took a leaf out of her father’s book, learning to harden her own heart. Jaime was the only one she let underneath her barriers; Jaime and their son, Thomas. It hadn’t been a shock to Cersei when the boy came out of her looking like every picture she’d ever seen of Jaime as a baby. At first, she thought the truth about them would surely come out; it was so obvious to her. Apparently, either the truth of the child’s heritage was too outrageous or disgusting to people, or she and Jaime were the only ones able to see it. Robert loved the child, she had to give him that, and she’d never had him pegged as the paternal type. She asked Jaime to keep his distance from their son; neither of them needed to raise suspicions anymore. He was the boys uncle, nothing more.

Her marriage was a disaster but despite her contempt for Robert's hedonistic lifestyle and physical deterioration, she is unconsciously coming to mimic his habit of overindulging in alcohol and sex as distractions from the pressures of leadership.

Other:
She drives this beauty
She is incredibly materialistic and wouldn't be caught dead in anything that isn't designer.
She has several tattoos; most of her back is covered in them.

I'll burn our house to the ground before I let anything happen to my son.

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