Post by Renata Rizzo Volturi on Sept 8, 2009 21:35:54 GMT -5
Character Application- for Canon and Original Characters
Renata Rizzo Volturi
Celebrity Claim-Scarlett Johanasson
What you want to be called(not your character, you)-
You can call me Dannie,or Renata.^^ Whichever you'd like.
Character's nicknames- N/A
Character's age- Appears around 19-20
Character's species-Vampire
Character's special powers(if any)-Repels physical attacks/Physical shield
One Paragraph about Physical description-
(Renata isn't really described in the books much,so,I'll come up with something)
Renata Volturi's eyes are that of your average carnivorous vampire, crimson and always changing(dark when thirsty,etc.). Her blond hair isn't exactly light, nor dark. Just right in the middle.
She stands at around 5'4" and has a slender figure. Renata can be described as beautiful, just as any other vampire, but isn't quite as good-looking as Heidi, or some other vampires. Just, your average vampire...
Two paragraphs about Personality and Hobbies-
Renata's more of the quite type, and tends too keep to herself. She feels uncomfortable when Aro makes himself vulnerable(as mentioned in Breaking Dawn), and when far away from him....
She does tend to stick near by him(not in the same room,but,still nearby) instead of socializing....
During her minimal spare time, Renata tends too read, and write down her thoughts on the day, and life itself. But, most of the time, she's daydreaming and/or deep in thought
Three paragraphs about history and family-
(This, for the dramatic effect,I’m going to do in a journal format. Renata looking back at her past)
I was born on one of those rare bright sunny days in mid-march, in the beautiful town of Venice, Italy during the Italian renaissance. Our family (made of my Mother, Father, two sisters, and I) lived in a pretty average house, which I found the best in all the land.
At the age of fifteen, my parents had me arranged to marry a 26 year-old man I barely knew, which frustrated me, due to the fact I noticed a man(whom I later found out was Aro), keeping an eye on me. My thoughts were that he more then liked me, for some reason...
The day of my wedding arrived a few years later. A late marriage for a female, during that time period. I was almost nineteen. It was late February, and I had been dreading the day... My parents had gotten me a satin gown, which I would’ve accepted happily were I not doing something I immensely didn’t want to do after talking to the man who I was supposed to marry... He didn’t seem kind, gracious, or wanting to marry me for any reason. Not commenting, or really talking. The man I was destined to marry, were it not for Aro turning me, was a complete... ‘jerk’ as you would call him.
“Renata, mio bella bambina!(Renata, my beautiful little girl)” I heard Papa call happily. I didn’t want to make them upset...Or break their heart..but their had to be someway to get out of this...
I took a look at all of the options. And only saw one possible one.
Death. That was it... Suicide or something close to it...
Again. I thought of the possible ways to cause a quick, painless death, then realized there weren’t any possibilities.
I would have to get married, without complaint...
The minister was about to say the last lines, when everything was in flames...
Someone else didn’t like the idea of us getting married, either. I was relieved, I could die, and not get married. Not at all by me causing it.
I watched as others perished in the abrupt flames, my vision grew blurry, and I felt something pierce through my neck...
The pain it inflicted I will never forget!! It felt as if the strongest acid imaginable was pouring through my veins, I couldn’t see well, but I could make out the figure of a man, his lips against my neck, and he was biting!!!
What felt like decades later, I woke up to see Aro, and was shocked.
Thinking I was in heaven, or the alternative-hell. It was hard to believe as he explained to me that I was a vampire, something I never thought existed...
Years later, I began to accept the fact I wasn’t human. My family was dead. Yet, I was alive... Being shown the ways of the vampire.
At lease two paragraphs RPing Sample:
What you want to be called(not your character, you)-
You can call me Dannie,or Renata.^^ Whichever you'd like.
Character's nicknames- N/A
Character's age- Appears around 19-20
Character's species-Vampire
Character's special powers(if any)-Repels physical attacks/Physical shield
One Paragraph about Physical description-
(Renata isn't really described in the books much,so,I'll come up with something)
Renata Volturi's eyes are that of your average carnivorous vampire, crimson and always changing(dark when thirsty,etc.). Her blond hair isn't exactly light, nor dark. Just right in the middle.
She stands at around 5'4" and has a slender figure. Renata can be described as beautiful, just as any other vampire, but isn't quite as good-looking as Heidi, or some other vampires. Just, your average vampire...
Two paragraphs about Personality and Hobbies-
Renata's more of the quite type, and tends too keep to herself. She feels uncomfortable when Aro makes himself vulnerable(as mentioned in Breaking Dawn), and when far away from him....
She does tend to stick near by him(not in the same room,but,still nearby) instead of socializing....
During her minimal spare time, Renata tends too read, and write down her thoughts on the day, and life itself. But, most of the time, she's daydreaming and/or deep in thought
Three paragraphs about history and family-
(This, for the dramatic effect,I’m going to do in a journal format. Renata looking back at her past)
I was born on one of those rare bright sunny days in mid-march, in the beautiful town of Venice, Italy during the Italian renaissance. Our family (made of my Mother, Father, two sisters, and I) lived in a pretty average house, which I found the best in all the land.
At the age of fifteen, my parents had me arranged to marry a 26 year-old man I barely knew, which frustrated me, due to the fact I noticed a man(whom I later found out was Aro), keeping an eye on me. My thoughts were that he more then liked me, for some reason...
The day of my wedding arrived a few years later. A late marriage for a female, during that time period. I was almost nineteen. It was late February, and I had been dreading the day... My parents had gotten me a satin gown, which I would’ve accepted happily were I not doing something I immensely didn’t want to do after talking to the man who I was supposed to marry... He didn’t seem kind, gracious, or wanting to marry me for any reason. Not commenting, or really talking. The man I was destined to marry, were it not for Aro turning me, was a complete... ‘jerk’ as you would call him.
“Renata, mio bella bambina!(Renata, my beautiful little girl)” I heard Papa call happily. I didn’t want to make them upset...Or break their heart..but their had to be someway to get out of this...
I took a look at all of the options. And only saw one possible one.
Death. That was it... Suicide or something close to it...
Again. I thought of the possible ways to cause a quick, painless death, then realized there weren’t any possibilities.
I would have to get married, without complaint...
The minister was about to say the last lines, when everything was in flames...
Someone else didn’t like the idea of us getting married, either. I was relieved, I could die, and not get married. Not at all by me causing it.
I watched as others perished in the abrupt flames, my vision grew blurry, and I felt something pierce through my neck...
The pain it inflicted I will never forget!! It felt as if the strongest acid imaginable was pouring through my veins, I couldn’t see well, but I could make out the figure of a man, his lips against my neck, and he was biting!!!
What felt like decades later, I woke up to see Aro, and was shocked.
Thinking I was in heaven, or the alternative-hell. It was hard to believe as he explained to me that I was a vampire, something I never thought existed...
Years later, I began to accept the fact I wasn’t human. My family was dead. Yet, I was alive... Being shown the ways of the vampire.
At lease two paragraphs RPing Sample:
(This doesn't go too a Twilight Plot,but, an old style Vampire-VS. Werewolf plot.^^)
Dark brown eyes darted back and forth from behind the bushes,making slight contact with the child's dark violet ones. Behind the bushes, there were vampires, waiting for the moment to attack. The woman in the chair, with the child, did a horrible thing....Created the first hybrid.
For centuries, there hasn't been a cross between a vampire, and a lycan. All of it seemed impossible, but, the centuries are over. There's one around, living. Breathing. Playing like nothing wrong could ever happen.
WOOSH, a sharp dagger went by a four year old girl as she ducked out of the way. Her life was speared. ON the other hand, her mother who was quietly watching her from behind, was cringing.
Red blood rushing all over, the dagger was right in the middle of the upper nose.
"Mommy!" The four year old said with tear filled eyes. "I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean to duck!"
"Don't worry, Anna." The mother said soothingly, her voice shaking. "I'll be....Okay...." With those words, the mother gave her last breath and her eyes closed shut.
-What? How? Who?- Anna thought these through with shock. This wasn't right. First her father, now her mother. But why? Was there some sort of law that you couldn't be different?
Anna cried...Wondering what horrible person would do this. "Mommy!" She called repeatedly. "Wake up! Don't go to sleep...I need you awake!" Anna gave up.
Anna short, slender figure swiftly moved towards the bushes, looking for the person who did this horrible crime. Instead, she tripped. Anna's slivery black hair fell over her face, and Anna stayed there. Crying herself to sleep....
Twelve years later, Anna still sits in the same house. Searching for the people who murdered her mother and father.
WOOSH, that same sound Anna heard when her mother got shot was repeated. Quickly moving out of the way,making sure the dagger had no one behind her to hit.
"C'mon out, girl!" A voice called gruffly.
"Make me!" Anna replied stubbornly sitting down on the floor.
