Wolvena

Marvel World War M

Rosalie Zadoorian - Primora

Rosalie’s fight against Colby continued with each exchanging heavy hits to the other, even if Rose wasn’t using her full strength at the time, she was landing some pretty heavy hits on Colby. Even if he wouldn’t listen to her or reason, she still had no desire to hurt someone she used to call a friend but it was starting to get ridiculous. He was so full of rage and the need to get revenge, nothing was getting through to him. “Enough!” she cried out as she punched him in the stomach harder than she had before, sending him back a couple of feet and into a wall. His grunt from the punch and crash into the wall echoed in the alley they were in. Clutching his stomach as he hunched over, he looked up at her with a glare and a bit of surprise in his eyes from the force of the punch. Rosalie stood tall, her hands clenched into tight fists as she stared at him, a fire burning within her hazel eyes. “I told you I didn’t want to fight you and I’ve tried my best to keep from hurting you, but you’ve pushed me too far.” she said with hurt and anger in her tone. “You’ve left me no choice but to fight and now…. You’re about to learn I’m one person you shouldn’t have picked a fight with.”

A smirk made its way to Colby’s lips as he straightened, wiping blood from his mouth with his free hand and still clutching his stomach. “Aww, did I hurt the little princess's feelings.” he said in a mock baby voice. “Come on Rosie, I didn’t think you could get your feelings hurt so easily.” The use of two of her most hated nicknames caused her to narrow her eyes at Colby and clench her jaw before her fists clenched more, causing her nails to dig into her palm. “What hurts most is knowing I lost a friend that I considered family.” she shot back. At that moment, she took a deep breath and a light glow formed in her eyes, wiping the smirk from Colby’s lips. “What the hell are you? A mutant?” he asked in a demanding tone. “A soon-to-be nightmare.” she replied. Lifting her right hand to rest in front of her, she uncurled her fingers and electricity bounced from finger to finger. Rose looked at her fingers for a moment, a smirk now coming to her lips before lifting her gaze to look back at Colby, who now had a slightly worried look upon his face. Flicking her finger, she sent a bolt of electricity towards Colby, hitting the wall behind him and dangerously close to his head and sending pieces of brick scattering in all directions, causing his eyes to become saucers.

Shaking himself to rid himself of his fear, he glared at Rose. “I always knew you were one of those freaks, and it explains why you didn’t help me that day!” Colby yelled at her. “Even if you didn’t know them, you were still on their side and you didn’t care what happened to some human!” Rose sighed heavily at his words, closing her eyes briefly before her hazel gaze met his pale blue. The electricity that bounced on her fingers formed into a ball in the palm of her hand as she glared at him. “Would you listen to yourself and hear just how ridiculous you sound!” she snapped. “After everything, we went through before that day, do you seriously think I would purposely let them beat the hell out of you and kill you?!” It was clear frustration had finally gotten to her, her hand flexed and took on a more claw-like appearance before she threw the ball of electricity at Colby, it hit the ground just inches from his left foot and caused him to jump to the right. His glance to the fried ground before looking back at her didn’t go unnoticed. Unclenching her left fist, she brought it up and ran it through her hair to brush away the hair that had fallen in her face, sighing once again.

“You always were hardheaded and it seems that hasn’t changed with our time apart.” she almost whispered. The next thing she knew, Colby pulled a pistol from the back of his pants and shot at her. Lucky for her, his aim was off and the bullet whizzing towards her only grazed her right cheek before embedding itself into the wall behind her. Surprise overtook the smirk that was once upon Rose’s face as blood seeped from the fresh wound on her cheek. She never expected him to have a gun. In the past, he hated them and swore he’d never own one or even touch one. It seemed his traumatic event had changed all that. Collecting herself, her mind began to work overtime. She knew the gunshot would no doubt bring unwanted attention into the alley, and that would risk her being exposed as a non-human, that was something that just couldn’t happen. She was going to have to get this matter taken care of quickly. If only she had the ability to erase or manipulate parts of his memory, it would make this so much easier. Then again, maybe a little bit of electroshock therapy could help remedy that problem when she had him subdued.

As she focused once more on Colby, he pointed his gun at her once more, his finger hovering over the trigger, and his hand slightly trembling. “Today is the day I get my revenge.” he spoke in a growl-like tone. As he squeezed the trigger, Rose threw another ball of electricity at him as she dove behind a dumpster for cover. Her attack hit its mark, his left leg giving him a good little shock and sending him to his hands and knees with a yell of pain as his shot hit where she was standing just moments before. Taking to her feet, Rose stepped out from behind the dumpster and shot a bolt at his gun, sending it flying down the alley. Rose closed some of the gap between them, keeping another attack at the ready should she need it. Colby pushed himself back onto his knees and glared up at Rosalie. “You stupid b, gahhhhhh!” He was cut off by Rosalie hitting him with a continuous stream of electricity coming from both of her hands, sending to all fours. Then using the same stream, flipped him onto his back. “Didn’t your mother teach you better than to talk to a lady in such a way?” she said before giving him a good zap before she stopped shocking him. “Not when it comes to women like you.” Colby grunted once he caught his breath.

“What a shame.” she whispered as her head dipped and shook as her eyes closed. Colby took this moment as an opportunity to pull another gun he had hidden on himself and fire a shot at Rose. By the time Rose heard the click, it was too late to even try to dodge the bullet to keep it from hitting her. As she opened her eyes, she leaned to the right, and the bullet connected with her left shoulder causing her to cry out in pain and stumble back. Grabbing her shoulder and gaining her footing, she glared down at Colby as he began to take to his feet. “Son of a bi……” she trailed off as pain and anger coursed through her. “You’re going to regret doing that.” she said through gritted teeth. Rose sent a new stream of electricity at him that was even stronger than the last. Colby’s scream echoed in the alley as she collapsed and face-planted onto the ground. She then used the same attack to fling him up and into a wall before slamming back down on the ground. Stopping the attack, she carefully knelt down and placed a hand upon the ground. The ground beneath Colby began to tremble and crack before becoming a sand-like consistency and started to pull Colby within it. “What are you doing?! Stop!” he yelled but he was only answered with silence. She fully intended to bury him up to at least his neck but if he pulled something else, she could easily completely bury him.

A New Generation of Hunters- A Supernatural Adventure

Rosalie Braeden

Rosalie had woken early that morning, not being able to sleep due to nightmares plaguing her dreams that morning. If she hadn’t chosen a room away from Dean and Maggie, there was no way she would have gotten as much sleep as she did but she still felt rather tired from getting to bed late from pouring herself over books. She had once again found herself in the library of the bunker, pouring herself over the many books that it held. Since meeting Dean and Maggie, and being invited to stay in the bunker, she was determined to read every book it held at least once. And of course, she had to go through and look at every item that had been collected and cataloged. For someone that had grown up without the knowledge of the Supernatural until later in life, and to hear about the Winchesters and what they did. This place was a treasure trove of knowledge and a way to somewhat step into the shoes of the Winchester’s. Rose still craved for more information about the Winchester’s, most of all Dean after hearing some of what her father told her about him.

She also wished she could have met the man and picked his brain and learned from him. Though she did learn that she had some things in common with him, like her love for rock music, burgers, the way she felt about her car, the need to save the innocent, and putting family and friends before herself. She saw him as a family member she never had the chance to meet because of certain circumstances that got in the way. Rose understood why Dean would have himself erased from her father’s and grandmother's memory but at the same time wished he hadn’t had it done. She often thought about talking to Jack about him but with him being so hands-off and not answering them, it just wasn’t possible.

Rose finally pulled herself from the books she was elbow deep in for hours and went to the garage to work on her car, something she did when she needed to get her mind on other things and clear it. Working under the hood of her car with music going had an odd calming effect on her as well. After taking a good amount of time to fix most of the damages from the last case, Rose pulled herself from under the hood when her stomach announced it needed to be fed. She then put her tools away and wiped her hands on an old rag that sat nearby, before closing the hood and making her way up the stairs that led back to the main part of the bunker. As she neared the kitchen, Rose could hear Maggie’s voice coming from within it, a small smirk slowly came to her lips. Stopping in the doorway, she folded her arms across her chest and leaned against the frame of the doorway, her gaze focused on Maggie and her small smirk still resting on her lips as she watched and listened to her.

“Having a bit of a rough morning, are we?” Rose teased Maggie. Uncrossing her arms as she pushed off the doorway and walked over to the sink to wash her hands. “And this is one reason why I’m glad I don’t rely on coffee to wake me up and get me going in the mornings.” she laughed softly as she dried off her hands. After folding the towel and placing it back near the sink, she then walked over to Maggie, took her gently by the shoulders, and led her to the table. “Have a seat and I’ll start a new pot for you.” She smiled softly as she gently pushed Maggie to sit in a chair, then walked back over to the coffee pot to make some more coffee for the sleep-deprived woman. Once the coffee was going, she grabbed a cup and sat it on the counter in front of the coffee pot before turning and facing Maggie, crossed her arms over her chest, and leaned against the counter. “Have you caught wind of anything this morning?” Once the coffee was done, she poured a cup for Maggie and took it to her with a warm smile resting on her lips before turning and going and making herself a bowl of cereal and sitting down at the table across from Maggie.

Marvel World War M

Rosalie Zadoorian - Primora

Rosalie continued to stare down the hooded figure before her, still trying to figure out who they were and just what they wanted with her. The way they kept their eyes hidden by shadow and the way they smirked at her, sent a slight shiver down her spine. Not many could get such a reaction from her, but there was something extremely ominous about this guy. Her eyes narrowed and she gripped the handlebars of her bike even more. “I ask again. Who the hell are you and what do you want?” she almost growled, but annoyance was clear in her tone. The guy's smirk turned into a toothy grin at her words and annoyance, clearly enjoying that he was getting a rise out of her from not answering, then gently shook his head with a chuckle. “Has it really been long enough for you to have forgotten me, Rosie?” he said with a chuckle in his tone, his tone changing to a sneer as he said her name. Rose’s teeth clenched as he used her hated nickname in a sneer, he was just asking for a punch in the face, but she was taken off guard by the fact he knew her. This caused her to focus even more on the man before her, her eyes turning into saucers as she realized just who was in front of her. His grin grew even more as he saw that she knew who he was. “So….. You’ve finally recognized me.” he stated gleefully.

“Colby?” Rose breathed as she got off her bike and leaned it against a wall. “But how’s that possible? You’re supposed to be dead. I saw you……” she spoke softly before she trailed off as images from that day flashed through her mind. They were close friends and she still blamed herself for his death that day. She could still see it clearly as if it had just happened yesterday. The two of them were spending the day together, walking around, and minding their own business when they were approached by a gang. What they didn’t realize until it was too late, was that this group weren’t normal humans but wayward mutants. “Yeah, for all intensive purposes, I should be dead!” he snapped at her as he got off his own bike and leaned it against a wall. He then removed his hoodie and draped it across the handlebars of his bike. Rose’s eyes went straight to the burn scars on his neck and arms, she could only imagine what the scars looked like under his white t-shirt. Once Colby noticed her looking at his scars, his expression changed to one of anger. “This!” he yelled, gesturing to his whole body. “Is your fault! You stood there and did nothing while they wailed and used their powers on me! You just stood there and watched!”

“That’s not true and you know it!” Rose snapped back. “I fought against the members of that gang to get to you and help you! There were so many, I had trouble getting to you! When I finally did, they had thrown you through the window of that old wearhouse, brought it down on you, and then set it ablaze!” she told him. “I did everything I could to get through them, to you, and through the rubble of that building! After the flames were under control, I searched for you for hours and could only find half of the other people alive that were in that building! So, do you tell me I did nothing to help you!” she rambled. A fire burned behind Colby’s eyes as Rose spoke, his hands balling into fists, then shook his head hard when she had finished. “Lies! It’s all lies!” he snapped at her. “You did nothing because you were weak and now that I’ve found you, you’re going to pay for letting them do this to me!” He then rushed her, lifting a fist as he neared her, before his fist could connect with a part of her, she sidestepped with her hands up. “Colby, I’m sorry for what happened. I truly am.” she said, trying to use a calmer tone as she dodged another of his attacks. “If I could go back and change what happened I would. You were my best friend and it hit me harder than you know to see what happened and thinking you were dead.”

Colby spun around and swung at Rosalie, but she caught his fist, spun him around, and pushed him away from her. “I don’t want to fight you, Colby.” she told him as she watched him slightly trip from the push. Colby spun around with a growl-like sound in his throat. “Every word from your mouth is a lie!” he spat. He rushed her, throwing a punch that connected with her cheek, sending her back a couple of steps with a muffled groan. She didn’t want to hurt Colby but if he kept this up, she would have no choice but to fight him to defend herself. “Colby, please.” she managed to get out before he threw another punch that she barely dodged. He came at her harder, not saying a word, which gave her no choice but to fight back. The two began to exchange blows, knocking each other to the ground and against the sides of the buildings they were in between. Rose dared not use her powers in a place so close to a place where she could easily be seen by other people but if she were to use them, it would end this fight quickly and get back to the shop. Though she still didn’t want to hurt Colby too badly even though she couldn’t get through to him. If this continued the way it was going, she might just have to use them to get out of this situation and hopefully not be seen.

Marvel World War M

Rosalie Zadoorian - Primora

Today was just like any other day for Rosalie, it started just like it always did. She got up when her alarm clock went off, made her bed, showered, dressed, and had her breakfast before heading out for work. The bike ride there was even the same, waving to and greeting the people she passed daily with a warm smile. Part of her wished that something different would happen, it didn’t have to be anything big, something small would work just fine. When she reached the Herbal Shop, she did as she always did, she rode to the back entrance so she could bring her bike in so it wouldn’t be stolen and it would also be out of the way. Once at the back door, she got off her bike and pulled a set of keys out of her jacket pocket and unlocked the door, opened it, and made her way inside with her bike. After she was inside, Rose leaned her bike against a wall then locked the door, just to be on the safe side and not risk anyone sneaking in, then made her way to the front of the shop. “Good morning, Mrs. Evelyn.” she greeted the older woman at the counter warmly. The woman looked up from what she was doing and smiled warmly at Rosalie, though concern was shown in the woman's hazel eyes. Rose’s smile grew a little more and she gave Evelyn a look that said she was okay.

“Good morning, Rose. How are you doing today sweetie?” Evelyn asked Rose, concern showing in her tone. “I know today is a rough day for you. I wasn’t expecting you to come in today after telling you you could have a couple of days off. Since today marks the anniversary of…….” Rose looked at Evelyn and smiled at her even warmer than before when she trailed off. The woman had practically become a mother to her and had taken her under wing after her parents had been taken. “Yes, I’m alright Mrs. Evelyn. I thank you for the offer but I need something to keep my mind busy so that I don’t dwell on the past and start blaming myself again.” she told her. “I don’t think you or Mr. Robert wants to have to pull me out of that place again.” she added with a light laugh to try and lighten the mood. At Rose’s words, a slight smile came to Evelyn’s lips and she nodded. “I understand and no, that’s not something either of us wants to see you go through again, it was quite difficult pulling you out of that state of mind.” The two soon fell silent and got the shop in order as they waited for the other girl that worked there to show up. Once the shop was in order and ready to be opened up, the bell rang, signaling someone had walked in, Evelyn’s husband had shown up. “Good morning, Mr. Robert.” Rose greeted him as she poked her head from around a shelf she was finishing stocking.

Robert looked over at Rose, surprise could easily be seen on his face but quickly faded into a gentle smile. “Good morning, Rosie.” he spoke in a soft tone. As much as she disliked being called Rosie, Robert and Evelyn were the only ones that could get away with calling her that. “It’s good to see you in a relatively good mood this morning.” Robert told her. “How could I not be in this shop with some of the friendliest people I know.” Rose said happily. The three of them shared a warm laugh just before the bell on the door chimed again and a girl entered the shop. “I’m so sorry I’m late.” she apologized. “I ran into a bit of trouble on the way here but I’m alright.” she added quickly. Rose stepped out from behind the shelf to get a better look at the girl that just entered the shop. Yes, she was physically fine but it was clear that she wasn’t alright mentally and she was shaking. “No, Sarah, you’re not alright.” Rose said as she made her way over to her. She took Sarah by the shoulders and led her over to a chair near the counter and made her sit down in it before kneeling in front of her. “Now, take a breath and calm yourself then tell us what happened.” Rose spoke softly to Sarah. She watched Sarah intently as she closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm herself, then opened her eyes and looked at Rose.

“Really Rose, I’m alright. It just shook me up a bit.” Sarah told her. She then sighed heavily at the look she was getting from Rose, saying “I don’t buy it.” that caused Sarah to sigh heavily. “It was just some creep trying to corner me in an alley, as soon as he grabbed me I maced his ass and ran for it. He didn’t have a chance to try anything.” she explained. As Sarah spoke, Rose’s hands balled into fists and she clenched her teeth. She hated men that tried to take advantage of women. Taking a deep breath and slowly letting it out, she calmed herself a bit before focusing back on Sarah. “I’m sorry you had to deal with that asshat, Sarah. Though I’m glad you carry mace on you.” she told her with a slight smile. “If you’d like, I can walk home with you after work.” she suggested. Sarah gave a small smile and a small nod to Rose’s suggestion with a soft “Okay” as she looked down at her. “Alright.” Rose said warmly before standing. “You sit here until you’ve collected yourself.” She received a nod from Sarah and a nod from Evelyn and Robert before Robert flipped the sign on the door to open. While Sarah collected herself, the other three did what they normally did around the shop as they waited for customers to come in.

The rest of the morning went along without a hitch and many customers came and went. By noon, they had many call in for deliveries, and after what happened to Sarah, Rose offered to make all the deliveries that were called in. “Are you sure you can manage all those on your own?” Sarah asked as Rose was getting ready to go. “Oh yeah.” she said with a laugh. “Before you came to work here, there was a day I had way more than this, and I managed to get them all delivered before nightfall.” she laughed. “I promise, I got this. You help with things around here and I’ll be back before you know it, and if I run into that asshat that attacked you, I’ll give him something he won’t soon forget.” she told Sarah, smirking at the last bit. Sarah laughed as she helped Rose and Robert grab the items to be delivered and carry them back to Rose’s bike and place them in the basket on the front of it. Then with their help pushed her bike out the back door. Once through the door she threw her leg over and pushed off, throwing a wave over her shoulder. “Be careful.” they said in unison. “I will.” Rose replied before rounding the corner and disappearing from their view. As she rode along, she adjusted the collar of her jacket and couldn't help but be grateful that there wasn’t any rain scheduled for the day in the forecast and the sky seemed pretty clear. It was already cold enough without adding rain to it.

Most of her deliveries went pretty smooth, there were a few people that were in bad moods or had a protective dog or two, it could have been worse. Though as she went along, Rose couldn’t shake the feeling that she was being followed. Of course, she had looked around without it being noticeable but she couldn’t make out anyone being shady, and that put her a little on edge. “I have four more to drop off and then I can get back to the shop. Then I won’t have to deal with it.” she whispered to herself. Rose made quick work of getting the last items delivered so she could get back to the shop. Checking her watch for the time, she gave a small as she stood on the steps in front of her last delivery. “Wow, just shy of two hours. That’s a new record.” she whispered to herself. Pulling a pouch from her inside jacket pocket, she unzipped it and placed the cash she just received into it, zipped it back up, and placed it back into the inside pocket of her jacket. Then reached to the opposite pocket and pulled out another that was for the tips she had received, after putting her tip inside it, she zipped it and put it back into the pocket she pulled it from. Zipping up her jacket, she made her way back to her bike and hopped on it. Though she didn’t immediately leave, Rose looked around, that feeling of being watched being much stronger than it had before.

“Who in the hell could be watching me.” she asked herself softly. She had been extra careful to make sure she hadn’t used her powers out in the open, in fact, she had hardly used them at all. Running a hand through her hair in frustration, she looked around once more before taking off back to the shop. It wasn’t until she rounded a corner, she caught a glimpse of someone following her but couldn’t make out who they were because a hood covered their face. “This could be interesting.” she thought. “Alright, let’s see how well you can keep up.” Rose sped up and cut corners sharply to try and lose her follower but they kept right up with her and at a safe distance. That was until they disappeared and somehow popped up in front of her, blocking her path. Skidding to a halt, Rose stared down the person with a glare, still seated on her bike. “Who the hell are you and what do you want?” she snapped. They responded with a laugh as they slowly lifted their head to reveal a mischievous smirk while the rest of their face was hidden in shadow. This caused Rose to grip the handlebars of her bike tightly. It was just another asshat looking to cause trouble for a woman they thought couldn’t fight back.

Secrets of Arrow Oak

Sadly I've lost interest in this RP.

Supernatural Adventure

I'm excited for this to get started.

Marvel World War M

Finally finished.

Rosalie Zadoorian AKA Primora

Appearance:

Masked:


Name: Rosalie Zadoorian

Nickname: Rose(by a select few), Rosie(only if you want a punch to the face), Princess( only if you want another punch to the face)

Codename: Primora

Age: 30

Gender: Female

Height: 5’2

Weight: 125

Ethnicity: American/Scottish/Inhuman

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Religion: Christian

Occupation: Adventurer, warrior, herbalist/aromatherapist but tends to take on odd jobs for extra cash in her spare time.

Powers/Abilities: Elemental Manipulation, strength, skilled in hand-to-hand combat, skilled in parkour

Background:
When Rose was old enough to understand, her parents began to tell her the history of their people, the Inhumans. They told her how they came to be by the Kree who had done experiments on prehistoric humans, who manipulated their genetic code through a process known as Terrigenesis. They told her how they were almost killed off because some thought they shouldn’t be allowed to exist, then some moved to the moon when it became too hard to live with humans. Her relatives were part of the group that stayed behind on Earth who were forced to live among the general population to try and live a normal light or go into hiding. She was told about the settlement called Afterlife and how many went to live there. She was told about everything up to the Dark Phoenix Crisis and how many joined together to fight the battle and up to how she was born during the third World War. To someone still relatively young, it all sounded like some wild story to make a child behave but she also knew that her parents would lie about things like that. Her parents ended up waiting several years before telling her the rest of the history about what went on during the third World War and how the USA found Afterlife and SWORD found Attilan and waged war on the Inhumans that lived there, enslaving many of them, the ones that escaped going into hiding. MRD cataloged the Inhumans and considered them enemies of the United Empire during and after the third World War. She learned that after the war, many of the captured Inhumans were locked up and imprisoned in various superhuman prisons with the mutant population and other non-mutant superhumans who had taken up pro-mutant arms and waged war against the United Empire. The other Inhumans went into hiding and scattered across America and the rest of the world.

Rose grew up with many of her dreams being nightmares from what her parents had told her. They always had fear, violence, and death with hardly any of them having a light at the end of the tunnel. Though as she got older, she found herself a part of those nightmares and found that she could actually change them in a way to make them less bad. It was then she found herself wanting to be someone to go out and help others that couldn’t help themselves, be it an animal, human, mutant, or another species. Finding places away from prying eyes, she would train in secret. Her father trained her in hand-to-hand combat, and someone she befriended after helping them taught her Parkour. It wasn’t easy going through school hiding her powers after getting them and working in training sessions after and before, but she managed. When she turned eighteen and she had learned all she could by herself about herbs and aromatherapy, Rose managed to get a job at a little herbal shop. The little old lady there took her on as an apprentice showed her the ropes and furthered her knowledge. A few years later, her parents were discovered as Inhumans and taken away while Rose was at work. They never came for her because she had never shown any signs of having any powers and it was always said that Rose was adopted, just to be safe in case they were ever discovered. Knowing she couldn’t go after them alone and she couldn’t get anyone to help her, she continued to go about her day-to-day life and took on extra jobs to make sure she had enough to live on and have a place to live.

Now thirty, Rose’s normal day to day life is working at the same shop, making deliveries to those who can’t make it to the shop, odd jobs on the side, helping those she comes across, and wearing a hood and mask, for her own protection, for those larger jobs. It seemed like the only things that had changed in her life were being given more responsibility at the shop and the types of crime she runs across and did what she can to take care of it without being caught or too seriously injured. It didn’t seem like too much of a life without her parents being involved in it all, but there wasn’t much she could do about that, and at least she had something to do that kept her from getting bored and turning into a couch potato and make her feel she was doing something worthwhile with her life.

A New Generation of Hunters- A Supernatural Adventure

Name: Rosalie Braeden

Nickname: Rose, Rosie (only by her parents and grandmother)

Age: 29

Appearance:


Scars/Tattoos: Antipossession tattoo on her right hip. Five long scars across the middle of her back and two smaller scars across her upper stomach from a Windigo.

Vehicle: A black cherry four-door 1969 Chevrolet Chevelle

Personality: Rosalie is one of those that once she puts her mind to something, she is going to see it through. She is loyal to those she considers family and friends and would do just about anything for them. She’s not afraid to speak her mind, especially if she knows it’s for someone’s own good. She’s not one to lose her temper easily, but like anyone, she does have her limits. She has a soft spot for kids and dogs but doesn’t let it show all that often so that it’s not seen as a weakness and used against her.

Backstory:
Rosalie is the daughter of Ben Braeden and the granddaughter of Lisa Braeden. Sadly she never knew her mother, for she passed away soon after giving birth to Rose from a brain aneurysm. As Rose grew up, it was always her and Ben and Grandma Lisa. They did almost everything together and it was a pretty normal upbringing for Rose. Though things slowly began to change when she hit her early teens, while helping Ben clean and organize their attic, Rose came across a large plastic box filled with old photos. Taking a break from the cleaning and organizing, she opened the box and began to look through the photos, recognizing the people in each photo she picked up to look at. She soon came across a couple of photos, one was of her father Ben and grandmother Liza with a man she didn’t know, the other with Ben and the same man. Rose sat there holding the photos for the longest time examining them before getting up and going to Ben for answers on who the man was. At first glance at the photos, it was clear didn’t recognize the man in the photos, but the longer he looked at them, it was like something was coming back to him. It then looked like Ben was hit with a ton of bricks, Rose could see the memories Ben had forgotten about flooding back into his mind. She watched as a smile came to this lips and tears filled his eyes as he stared at the man in the photos.

When she asked again who the man was, Ben told her his name was Dean Winchester and what he had done for him and Lisa and how they had all lived together at one point. Of course, Rose thought her father was pulling her leg when he spoke about Dean saving her father and grandmother from monsters because she believed that there was no such thing as monsters and things that go bump in the night. They were just stories to scare kids into being good and doing what they were told. She soon learned that Vampires, Werewolves, Demons, and other storybook creatures were in fact real and could pass themselves off as normal humans without anyone noticing them. After that, she became obsessed with learning all she could about Dean Winchester and the things that go bump in the night in her spare time, being fascinated by all of it instead of scared of it. By her mid-teens, Rose was pretty well versed in most things that went bump in the night, even if she hadn’t encountered anything. Though that all changed just after her sixteenth birthday. One night walking home after a party, she was attacked by a tall man dressed in all black. Said man turned out to be a Vampire. To say she wasn’t scared would have been a lie, to finally come face to face with a creature she had read about was terrifying but that fear soon turned into a strength she didn’t know she had.

The will to live and not become a meal for a Vampire took over her fear and gave her the strength to fight against the Vampire, and lucky for her, she had a knife on her that she had started to carry after learning about the supernatural. It wasn’t a terribly large knife, but it would definitely get the job done. The Vampire almost seemed to enjoy that he found one that was willing to fight back and give him a challenge, but what he didn’t expect was for this girl to have a weapon on her. After a long and exhausting fight, Rose finally won the battle against the Vampire and killed it, and did as lore had described doing to make sure he stayed dead. She then returned home battered and bruised and explained what happened to her worried father as he patched her up. It was that event that sent her to take on the life of a hunter, to keep others from having to go through what she did and possibly become or lose their life to a creature that went bump in the night. Of course, her father didn’t like it but knew if he tried to stop her she would still find a way to do it with how strong-willed she was. So for a while, he took on the life of a hunter with her, not wanting her to do it alone, and met up with other hunters who were willing to show them the ropes. As she grew older, she took on more cases by herself and helped other hunters on their cases when they’d call for help. Later on, she learned that Dean Winchester had been killed on a case, and with that, her dream of meeting him was shattered but she was still determined to keep what he and his brother had started going and not let the supernatural take over.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Esme Stirling

Esme watched Duke as he shrugged and made his way back over to the bed, her smirk staying on her lips as he set the pizza on the bedside table and spoke. Her smirk soon grew into a smile as she listened to his words, especially the last part. Was he questioning his own method of how to seduce her? As he laughed, so did she. It was hard not to. His laugh was contagious, especially when he had a smile that met his eyes. His nervous glance over at Sarah didn’t go unnoticed but was glad that his smile never faded from his face. As his eyebrows rose and he leaned in close, one of her own eyebrows went up, but soon fell at his words, a soft blush taking over her cheeks at his words, and leaving her at a loss for words. She gave a small laugh as her eyes dropped to look at the bed as she searched for her words and memories danced in her mind.

She could remember well how he would act around her at the simplest of touches on his arm, shoulder, or even hand when she would ask him something or thank him for helping patch her up. Even when he was helping patch her up, things became a little awkward. After the memories faded, she lifted her gaze to look back at him, a warm smile resting on her lips. “It might work.” she teased softly. Her smile turned into a smirk once more, even with the blush remaining on her cheeks. “I remember well how you were then. That’s why if I touched you, it was mostly on your shoulder or arm. That’s also why I didn’t hug you too often.” she told him with a small laugh. She then watched him as he flipped open the pizza box, picked it up, and carried it as he crawled over the bed and sat in front of her. When he dropped into the pillows and laughed, she couldn’t hold back the laugh that escaped her from his contagious laugh.

At Duke's next words, Esme’s smile grew warm, and she placed her free hand on his arm, giving it a gentle and loving squeeze. “Other than being extra hungry from smelling that pizza….” she smiled more. “I’m feeling much better, thanks to you.” She gave his arm another squeeze before releasing it and pushing herself up further on the pillows, so she could eat sitting up rather than laying down. “So, there’s no need to worry.” she added warmly as she pushed herself up. Once where she wanted to be and comfortable again, her smile never fading from her lips through the entire process, she looked at Duke, her hand coming up to rest on his arm again. She then leaned into him and placed a soft kiss on his cheek. Pulling back slightly, she nuzzled his nose with hers, then gave him a peck on the lips. “Now, how about passing me a slice, Bright Eyes.” she said warmly as she smiled at him.

Vampire Diaries/ Mystic Falls RP

Marabella Swan

Marabella continued to sit at a table in the Mystic Grill, watching and listening to the people that came and went. After finishing what she had ordered, she began to grow bored of the people and atmosphere. Calling over the waitress and getting the check, she paid her and even gave her a decent tip. Standing from the table Bella made her way through the building, out the door, and outside, taking a deep breath once she was back outside. Moving away from the door, she looked around the town as she decided what she should do. Should she wander around town to see what was new? Should she find the Salvatores, or should she just linger around the Grill and see who or what crossed her path? Sighing heavily, she settled on roaming around town and getting a feel for the town and its residents. Picking a random direction, she began to walk, taking in everything the town had to offer.

It was almost surprising how some things had changed while other things hadn’t changed one bit after all the time that had passed since she was last in Mystic Falls. It actually made her laugh a bit to herself and even shake her head. It was as if time had slightly stood still in certain parts of the town. She could still vividly remember what each building used to be, which some were still the same today. Shoving her hands into the pockets of her black jacket, she continued on her way with a light hum and a small smirk resting on her lips.