Post by Vasilisa Dragomir on Mar 21, 2009 2:32:46 GMT -6
Name
Vasilisa Dragomir
Age
18
Species
Moroi
____________________
Appearance
Vasilisa has long blonde hair which she often wears down and around her shoulders. Lissa is rather slim and lacks the curves that many human women have. Her eyes are a strange green jade colour. Being a Moroi, it means that her skin is pale, and will always be pale. Her appearance often distresses her, as she would often like to have the figure of her best friend, Rose.
Celebrity
Talor Momsen
Picture(s) of Celebrity [if any]
____________________
Personality [2 paragraphs]
Lissa has a rather gentle and timid personality, when around those she distrusts. With age and maturity, she has gained a new confidence which allows her to speak up and act in her role as the last Dragomir princess.
Lissa is filled with compassion and pity, for all those who deserve it. She often finds it hard to judge or dislike people, even though theymight greatly deserve it. With the help of her friends, Lissa's personality has become much stronger and she now speaks up for herself and often defends her friends, insted of being defended.
Likes
Dislikes
____________________
History [3 paragraphs]
Lissa was born a Moroi from one of the twelve royal moroi families, the Dragomirs. Unfortunatley, she is also the last pure Dragomir in existence, due to a car accident which killed her father, mother, and brother.
It was not long after this that it was discovered by a teaher, Ms Karp, that Lissa specialised in the power element of spirit, one that is so rare that most people do not even know of its existence. Because of fear of how the Moroi world woudl react to her powers, her and her future guardian, Rose, ran away from St Vladimirs and began living their own lives, pretending to be normal human beings. After a few years on the run, Lissa and Rose were captured by a group of guardians and returned back to the school, where they have remained since.
There have been a few huccups in Lissa's life after her return to St Vladimir's. Not many months after her return, her trusted family friend abducted her, demanding that she use her spirit powers to heal him. After this, more and more authorative figures found out about her power and she was placed on anti - depressants to void away the horrible feelings that came with using the magic. It was also after her return to St Vladimir's that Lissa met Christian Ozera, whom she quickly fell for, and is now dating, despite his disgraced status as a royal.
R.P. Sample
Elena slipped herself out of her four poster bed and crouched down, out of sight of the other dorm occupants. Glancing around cautiously, she checked that all the other girls were already asleep, their breathing long and laborious. Elena’s nose wrinkled in distaste. Some were even snoring . For shame! Quietly, Elena slipped out f her pyjamas and into a skirt and tank top, fumbling with the skirts zipper in the darkness. She then quietly stepped her feet into ballet flats, which felt like air on her skin. She silently sleuthed herself out of the dorm and through the common room.
Elena manoeuvred her way through the winding corridors of the dungeons, glancing around corners to make sure there were no prefects about. She silently tip toed across the whole school, to the grounds. Elena scaled against the castle’s walls and his for most part in the shadow of the building, in order to keep out of sight. She soon then came to the fringe of the Dark Forest and without hesitation, slipped underneath its branches.
Elena assumed a brisk walk until she found what she came for, a small clearing beneath the midnight sky. Remnants of a small camp fire were in the middle; clearly she was not the only person to use this area. She shrugged away ay thoughts of an intruder and sighing; she leaned her back against a tree behind her and tested the ground beneath her for dampness. Her black tank top rode up against the trees bark as Elena slid down it into a sitting position on the floor, and Elena silently pulled it down again. Her black lacy skirt was getting dirt all over it; it would take a number of cleaning spells to totally fix. Elena sighed at the thought.
The air was extremely thick at this time late in the night, and surprisingly cold. She slowly moved her legs up to her chest and hugged her knees to her body in an effort to regain warmth. She shuddered un- expectantly, she should've thought to bring a jacket, or she shouldn't have come down here at all. She couldn't even remember why she had. Why can’t I be a happier person? She thought to herself glumly. She had been trying to get out of her renegade and doom and gloom pattern, but the schools atmosphere really wasn't helping. In fact, she was still nursing a bad head wound from her fight with Regan. She simply refused to use magic to heel it.
Elena's breath came out almost as steam in front of her. She watched it rise to the sky, and fascinated, her eyes followed it, until she was looking up at the stars. There were few to be seen amongst the canopy of the trees, but the ones that were there seemed to be the brightest of them all. She smiled at their beauty, and they twinkled back at her. Still smiling, Elena removed a packet of cigarettes from her skirt's pocket. She took one and lit it. Skill fully, she inhaled from the cigarette and released the smoke into the air, still watching the stars.
She removed her hands from her knees and began rubbing her arms, to try and gain warmth, being careful of her cigarette. Elena inhaled from it once again, and then she froze. She had distinctively heard small crunches, like approaching footsteps. She quietly stood up and put her left hand on the side of her body, ready to grab her wand if needed. "Who’s there?" she called out loudly. Elena pulled out her wand and tossed her cigarette to the ground. She stood up in a cautious stance, her eyes staring out into the trees, waiting.
Room and Board
Do you share a room with somebody? Nope, i have my own
My room is considerably larger than that of most moroi, due to my royal status, however it is decorated just as well as others. It is fit with practical furnishings, a cedar desk with a lamp, a dresser, bed and closet. The room is not very grand, but Lissa has tried her best to decorate it with images of her and her friends, peices of art and furnichings such as new curtains and bed sheets. The walls are a coffee cream colour with a polished wooden floor.
____________________
____________________
Moroi info.
Specialized: Spirit
Royal or NonRoyal: Royal
Password from Rules and/or Plot: Porange
Vasilisa Dragomir
Age
18
Species
Moroi
____________________
Appearance
Vasilisa has long blonde hair which she often wears down and around her shoulders. Lissa is rather slim and lacks the curves that many human women have. Her eyes are a strange green jade colour. Being a Moroi, it means that her skin is pale, and will always be pale. Her appearance often distresses her, as she would often like to have the figure of her best friend, Rose.
Celebrity
Talor Momsen
Picture(s) of Celebrity [if any]
____________________
Personality [2 paragraphs]
Lissa has a rather gentle and timid personality, when around those she distrusts. With age and maturity, she has gained a new confidence which allows her to speak up and act in her role as the last Dragomir princess.
Lissa is filled with compassion and pity, for all those who deserve it. She often finds it hard to judge or dislike people, even though theymight greatly deserve it. With the help of her friends, Lissa's personality has become much stronger and she now speaks up for herself and often defends her friends, insted of being defended.
Likes
- Chocolate
- Animals
- Using her powers for good
- Christian
- Rose
Dislikes
- the Mana.
- Strigoi
- Violence
- Loneliness
- Royal snobs
____________________
History [3 paragraphs]
Lissa was born a Moroi from one of the twelve royal moroi families, the Dragomirs. Unfortunatley, she is also the last pure Dragomir in existence, due to a car accident which killed her father, mother, and brother.
It was not long after this that it was discovered by a teaher, Ms Karp, that Lissa specialised in the power element of spirit, one that is so rare that most people do not even know of its existence. Because of fear of how the Moroi world woudl react to her powers, her and her future guardian, Rose, ran away from St Vladimirs and began living their own lives, pretending to be normal human beings. After a few years on the run, Lissa and Rose were captured by a group of guardians and returned back to the school, where they have remained since.
There have been a few huccups in Lissa's life after her return to St Vladimir's. Not many months after her return, her trusted family friend abducted her, demanding that she use her spirit powers to heal him. After this, more and more authorative figures found out about her power and she was placed on anti - depressants to void away the horrible feelings that came with using the magic. It was also after her return to St Vladimir's that Lissa met Christian Ozera, whom she quickly fell for, and is now dating, despite his disgraced status as a royal.
R.P. Sample
Elena slipped herself out of her four poster bed and crouched down, out of sight of the other dorm occupants. Glancing around cautiously, she checked that all the other girls were already asleep, their breathing long and laborious. Elena’s nose wrinkled in distaste. Some were even snoring . For shame! Quietly, Elena slipped out f her pyjamas and into a skirt and tank top, fumbling with the skirts zipper in the darkness. She then quietly stepped her feet into ballet flats, which felt like air on her skin. She silently sleuthed herself out of the dorm and through the common room.
Elena manoeuvred her way through the winding corridors of the dungeons, glancing around corners to make sure there were no prefects about. She silently tip toed across the whole school, to the grounds. Elena scaled against the castle’s walls and his for most part in the shadow of the building, in order to keep out of sight. She soon then came to the fringe of the Dark Forest and without hesitation, slipped underneath its branches.
Elena assumed a brisk walk until she found what she came for, a small clearing beneath the midnight sky. Remnants of a small camp fire were in the middle; clearly she was not the only person to use this area. She shrugged away ay thoughts of an intruder and sighing; she leaned her back against a tree behind her and tested the ground beneath her for dampness. Her black tank top rode up against the trees bark as Elena slid down it into a sitting position on the floor, and Elena silently pulled it down again. Her black lacy skirt was getting dirt all over it; it would take a number of cleaning spells to totally fix. Elena sighed at the thought.
The air was extremely thick at this time late in the night, and surprisingly cold. She slowly moved her legs up to her chest and hugged her knees to her body in an effort to regain warmth. She shuddered un- expectantly, she should've thought to bring a jacket, or she shouldn't have come down here at all. She couldn't even remember why she had. Why can’t I be a happier person? She thought to herself glumly. She had been trying to get out of her renegade and doom and gloom pattern, but the schools atmosphere really wasn't helping. In fact, she was still nursing a bad head wound from her fight with Regan. She simply refused to use magic to heel it.
Elena's breath came out almost as steam in front of her. She watched it rise to the sky, and fascinated, her eyes followed it, until she was looking up at the stars. There were few to be seen amongst the canopy of the trees, but the ones that were there seemed to be the brightest of them all. She smiled at their beauty, and they twinkled back at her. Still smiling, Elena removed a packet of cigarettes from her skirt's pocket. She took one and lit it. Skill fully, she inhaled from the cigarette and released the smoke into the air, still watching the stars.
She removed her hands from her knees and began rubbing her arms, to try and gain warmth, being careful of her cigarette. Elena inhaled from it once again, and then she froze. She had distinctively heard small crunches, like approaching footsteps. She quietly stood up and put her left hand on the side of her body, ready to grab her wand if needed. "Who’s there?" she called out loudly. Elena pulled out her wand and tossed her cigarette to the ground. She stood up in a cautious stance, her eyes staring out into the trees, waiting.
Room and Board
Do you share a room with somebody? Nope, i have my own
My room is considerably larger than that of most moroi, due to my royal status, however it is decorated just as well as others. It is fit with practical furnishings, a cedar desk with a lamp, a dresser, bed and closet. The room is not very grand, but Lissa has tried her best to decorate it with images of her and her friends, peices of art and furnichings such as new curtains and bed sheets. The walls are a coffee cream colour with a polished wooden floor.
____________________
____________________
Moroi info.
Specialized: Spirit
Royal or NonRoyal: Royal
Password from Rules and/or Plot: Porange