Post by RIEVLYE EN'MORE on Aug 16, 2011 17:23:44 GMT -5
rievlye aera en'more
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NAME Rievlye Aera En'more (reev-lee air-uh en-morr-ay)
GENDER Female
NICKNAMES Her father used to call her "Lee," but she hasn't let anyone call her that for years.
AGE 14
KINGDOM Romador
SEXUALITY Heterosexual
PLAYED BY Imogen Poots
HI I'M RIEVLYE AND THIS IS ME:
"Now, I admit, fourteen years of life is not exactly enough to discover the intricacies of the human mind or puzzle out the meaning of life, but I can certainly say fate has drilled one thing into my head: people are stupid. They've prove it time and again; don't bother telling me otherwise, since the old platitude says experience is the best teacher and I've had enough experience to teach me that one fact.
"And don't get high and mighty on me either, saying that 'you must be stupid too because you're a person too!' Your deductive skills astound--and as such I feel safe in assuming that you noticed I didn't leave myself out of that statement.
"Anyway, fate saw fit to start proving this point to me at a young age. I had four older brothers, you see, and I shouldn't need to tell you that a bunch of testosterone-filled idiots is more than enough to drive anyone insane and convince you that the male species is run by perpetually-horny idiots. Which isn't a bad thing if that's what you're looking for, but sometimes a girl wants to be seen as more than an outlet. Or perhaps I'm an oddity in this as well and should therefore be ignored as an outlier, an anomaly.
"Given my brothers' pursuits--otherwise known as "sex," "brawling," and "drinking"--I think my father was grateful to have me around. He was a scholar who had long since outgrown my brothers' interests and, as many parents do, wanted to pass something of his work down to his children. Since the young men of our family had little interest in this, he made do with me. I don't mean to say that he was unhappy with the arrangement or anything, but I know my mother would have disapproved. Well, assuming she could from beyond the grave. (Don't offer me any sympathy on that count, either--I barely knew her, as she died when I was two, and apparently lived life as a proper Romadorian could. That is to say, she was the female equivalent of my brothers: a drunk who could throw a good party and was, by all accounts, a great tumble.
"My father and I, on the other hand, aren't exactly traitors to our Romadorian blood--it's just that we're a bit more self-aware about our flaws, I think. And I say that with as modestly as possible. So we know that we're hot-headed and prone to being a bit wild when it comes to pleasures, but at least we know that we do it and can plan accordingly whenever our heads are a bit more level.
"Now, you may be wondering why a 'kid' like me is living without a family. I like to hope you're also polite enough to refrain from asking, since it's not exactly something one brings up with an acquaintance. Well, the last statement requires that you also have some tact, but we'll assume that you do for the purposes of this conversation.
"Anyway, to the point: my father is dead. And, once again, I don't want sympathy smiles or commiserating pats on the back or offers of a place to stay. I didn't say that to get your pity, I said it to answer the unspoken question. Given the fact that Father's been dead for four years, I've obviously managed my own affairs quite well, no? He left enough money that my brothers and I could provide for ourselves and, soon thereafer, I applied to be considered to become a dragon rider. If nothing else, having a massive scaly partner in crime likely helps in hunting and negotiating for food and shelter (not necessarily respectively).
YOUR NAME Cepheus (or Ceph, if you like)
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