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Olivia Oberon

Post  Olivia Oberon on Wed Apr 06, 2011 12:30 am

((Ama here!))

The Basics:
Name: Olivia Oberon

Age: 17

Species:
Fairy

The Other Stuff:
History: Olivia was born into a large family of Sidhe, the Wild Fae of Ireland. With many, many siblings, cousins and distant family, Olivia was never devoid of entertainment. She wasn't treated any diffrently than any other Fae child, and she grew up much like the others. She was practically raised in the fields, learning basic magic, the rudiments of which can take centuries to learn. She grew especially attached to them over the years, and had started to grow a few vegetables, contributing to her family's cover as mere 'farmers'. Her weakness, however was mortal books.

Though the varied reactions and portrayal irked her, the fancy words and clever imaginations always had no end of entertainment for her. She would often dart around the fields, acting out the stories for herself. It soon became her dream to see her own stories played out in front of her eyes.

Personality: Olivia's last name signifies that she is of the bloodline Oberon, not Tatiana, and it definetly shows. She is just as tricky and sly as the rest of her family, and refuses to let a good joke alone. In fact, she always jumps into them feet-first, relying on her magic to get her out if things get tough. When in trouble, her fire does not fail, and more often than not ends up annoying her enemies to stun.

However, unlike most of her family, Olivia does have a touch of Tatiana in her. She is quiet when by herself, and has a desprate need for nature at all times. She likes to make up stories in her head, most of them sweet and romantic, if a bit outlandish.

Appearence: Olivia is a small, short girl, standing about 5'2" and weighing about 115 pounds. Her skin is almost marble-pale, except for the freckles scattered behind her ears and on her shoulders. Her hair is firey red and it falls around her shoulders in gentle barrell curls. Her eyes are a clear blue. She wears little makeup, and hates shoes. She likes to wear skirts that flow easily. She has small scars on her right ear and left wrist. And... she... does...not...have...wings!

RP Sample: Lordy, Emily... You've seen me post for, what, a whole year? Anyway, here goes:

Olivia twined the stem of the flower around her fingers, touching her nose to the tips of a singular white petal. She smiled, and the petals brushed her lips. She loved the way it felt, this nearness to the world. To magic...

Tall grass brushed against the top of her calves, slipping under her white skirt, tickling her pale skin. Breathe came easily here, out in the fields of Ireland. She took as much of it as she could in, knowing it would be almost an entire year before she would get to do this again. She fought the tears she knew would come soon.

She pushed red hair behind her ear and blue eyes misted over in pain. She must give this up to have her dreams, but... To give this all up for a overly populated school filled with those who would never appreciated what she now held in the palm of her hands.

Would they even know of the Sidhe? She doubted it. The Wild Fae had not been popular among the mortal masses in many, many years. "Their 'faries' are naught but tiny, shiny things with gossamer wings and bell laughs." She laughed almost bitterly. "We are so much more than that." She did not have wings, or a 'bell laugh' nor did she sparkle, twinkle or shine.

What she did have, however, was magic and the blood and fire of a thousand Trickster Kings in her veins. And she must do them justice. The smile came back as she saw herself behind the curtains of a stage, peeking out at a packed theatre, stepping out into the lights...

"Liv!"

Olivia turned to the driver she had known all her life, who now gestured to the open door of a ominous black taxi. She nodded at him, dropped the flower and sent the fields one last sorrowful goodbye. And as she turned her back on the only world she had known, the daughter of the Sidhe let herself cry.


((Meh... I've done better. I just couldn't think of anything else!))
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Re: Olivia Oberon

Post  Arriane Ravenwood on Wed Apr 06, 2011 8:14 pm

AMA! -glomps- hehe...you're a fairy!!
accepted! Welcome to the site and happy RPing! ^_^
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