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Post by Roxanne Lilith Grimaldi on Oct 18, 2009 20:55:17 GMT -5
This application is (complete)  Roxanne Lilith Grimaldi
* - - - once upon a time
full name: Roxanne Lilith Grimaldi
nicknames: Roxy
meaning of name: Well the Evil Queen is pretty much only known as just that, the Evil Queen. Roxanne is something that just popped into my head, nothing special. Lilith is the important part. In Eastern mythology Lilith means "of the night". It was the name of a demon, and was said to be Adam's first wife, kicked out of Eden because she would now submit, so this to me is a perfect name. As far as the last name, Grimaldi is actually the royal name of Monaco, the fair Queen is rarely known as Queen Grimalde, hence Grimaldi. Overall, I think it works well.
age: Twenty-five
birthday: 10 November
occupation: A clothing coordinator for a fashion magazine.
play by: Amber Heard
canon: Evil Queen from Snow White
* - - - the fairest of them all
Okay now let's move on to the very gorgeous Roxanne Grimaldi. Taken as a brunette she is remarkable similar. The hair is with creative leave on my part. She does wear makeup and looks good in it, if not a little too much at times. Her lips are slightly pouty, eyebrows always sculpted, small nose. Roxanne is a little busty, and not a stick figure either. She has that "I take no shit from anyone" look. A strong jaw is also a feature of Roxy's that at certain angles can make her look a little harsh.
Roxanne is certainly not an old hag, but her personality is truly her Old Hag side. Well that and her feet. They are really not the most attractive things. She has frown lines, and her feet are a little large for her taste. She doesn't like the fact that she is starting to show signs of slight crows feet, and forehead lines, which she is constantly getting botox to fix. She has an overbite just a bit, even though her teeth are professionally whitened.
Roxy loves clothing. Skirts, jeans, boots, anything that makes her look good or help out a certain part of her body she is fully willing to buy. The one thing that she is truly addicted to, is shoes. She loves them, and has an entire closet full. Boots, heels, pumps, platforms, wedges, you name is she has it. Also a label whore, she wears nothing but the best, all the time, no questions asked. She is varied though, she can wear jeans and a funky teeshirt to an evening gown or a club dress. Each occasion requires a different outfit and she is fully prepared for it.
* - - - look deep inside Roxanne is probably one of the most vain people out there. She is terrified that at twenty-five her younger step-sister is more gorgeous than her. She hates the idea that someday she will have wrinkles and hip pain, age spots, and saggy boobs. She exercises religiously to keep herself fit and in shape. She is very judgmental when it comes to looks and won't date someone that is anything less than perfect, at least in her eyes. Clothes, hair, physical maintenance. Everything has to be the highest standards and the best quality. Nothing is too good enough for this lady and she takes extremes measures to keep it that way.
As I will explain in detail in her history she gets what she wants. Anything she wants. She is spoiled rotten and if she doesn't get what she wants the first time than she will do anything but kill you to get it. She has no qualms about spreading lies, throwing you to the ground, or getting you arrested for drug possession just so that you stay away from her man. She hates the fact that people can use anything against her, so she does her best to stay out of the spotlight for anything negative, but it just seem to work most of the time. She has gotten into full on fights with women over men, over shoes, over pretty much anything that she feels is her cause. She does have causes.
She secretly and under a different name, donates thousands of dollars ever year to charities that she deems necessary. She keeps that part of her completely secret and goes to great lengths to keep it that way. It's no one's business what she believes in or what she subscribes to. She keeps the most inner and sacred parts of her person secret. It's guarded with a lock, key, deadbolt, and guards. No one, and that includes her mother has ever seen the soft underbelly that exists with Roxanne.
Well first off is fashion. Roxy doesn't have to work. She is rich and stands to inherit quite a bit of money outside of her trust fund. So the fact that she actually has a job only means that she prefers to spend her time around fashion and aspects of that. Now that doesn't mean that she is dedicated to her job, she could care less if she does a well job or not. She just likes the clothes and all that jazz. She is also an adrenaline addict. Skydiving, bungee jumping, feeding sharks. Even though this girl loves her fashion she is a danger whore at the same time. Her biggest vice though is cars. She can talk to you about engines and how to make a care go faster or slower and what add ons that you need to have. She also loves to fly planes and got her permit at eighteen. She flies herself everywhere that they will allow her to. She does have scars from missteps and accidents along the way, but she wears them with pride.
Ah yes, one of her favorite things to do is toy with men. She knows that she is sexy and attractive and fairly smart, so men to come. It doesn't matter why, really as long as they do, she will be happy. When she does get the guy, it's short lived. None of her relationships have lasted more than a few months since she was in high school, and even then they weren't very long. She likes to toy with a man, get inside his head, make him fall for her and than kick him to the curb in her Manolo heels. Sex is something that comes with the territory and she enjoys it. Immensely. She takes pleasure in having pleasure. It a tool for her, no attachments, no 'love, no commitment. End of story.
The most complicating thing about Roxanne is that even though she enjoys who she is and wouldn't change it for the world, she is starting to recognize that at twenty-five she can't say that she had any long term man in her life, that children are at this point non-existent. She doesn't have a family, doesn't have anything but her work, and her games. She isn't planning on changing it, she is just coming to terms with the fact that she may be alone for many more years to come.
* - - - the family honor
Roland and Maria Rosings met on a cool summer's day while both of them were in college. He was an up and coming lawyer and she was a literature major. It wasn't love at first sight, but it was a strong and intense bond. They were good people, solid people. They dated their four years of college and married after they both had graduated. He was working pro bono at a small law firm that specialized in home grown cases, people that couldn't afford to fight the system. Living in a small town in California. Her mother worked at a library and they were barely scraping by. They lived in a tiny apartment when they found out that they were pregnant and nine months later little Roxanne Lilith Rosings was born. Her parents couldn't have been more thrilled even though money was really tight.
As a young child, things were a little rough. Her mother never had more children, and their marriage started to become more and more frazzled after each year passed and they still lived in a tiny little apartment. Roxy didn't mind at that point. She loved just having fun with her father and mother and just being a kid. She was always a headstrong little girl. She knew exactly what she wanted and knew that she would get whatever she wanted. She wasn't spoiled at this point, but she was sure as hell going to get her dreams and goals. As a little girl, one of her major dreams was to be an actress. The idea of spending time entertaining people was really cool. At the age of seven, something truly terrible happened. Her father was killed in a drunk driving accident, where he was forced off the road and down and embankment, hitting a tree and dying instantly. It broke Maria and little Roxy's heart. She really did love her father, and she turned inward.
Things with her mother changed. Maria had always wanted an amazing life, one filled with vacations and trips. Good clothing, the 'good' life. That could be pushed away when she had the husband she loved, but now that he was dead, she needed to fend for herself and she had no idea how to do that. So she started searching for jobs and she found one at an Opera House in Australia. It was a decent job, a new place, and a great life could be had with her daughter. So at seven, Roxanne packed her dolls and toys and moved to Australia. Not many months after moving, Maria met a women whose husband worked in stocks. This couple happened to be Mr. and Mrs. Munroe, and through this well influenced, connected and rich couple, Maria met Gaspard Grimaldi. Maria saw an opportunity and she took it. She used everything in the book to get him to fall in love and marry her. He did of course, and little Roxy became Roxanne Lilith Grimaldi. She was inspired by her mother's dedication to making things better.
Now Roxanne was the daughter of a very wealthy, very rich man, a gorgeous mother who was steadily loosing herself to the power and seduction of being rich and gorgeous. Now let's tell you a little about the Grimaldi's. The father had been married and divorced three times, all to trophy wives. During his third marriage he had a daughter, the relationship with her mother didn't work out, and so he divorced and she took the daughter with her. When Roxanne was about fifteen, her step-sister came to live with her because her mother had gotten ill and passed away. After eight years of being the only daughter, she got used to the entire house spoiling her rotten. When Angelina came back to the home, she was instantly doted on because she was so grounded and pure. She was innocent, unlike the wild child Roxanne. Roxy didn't like the lack of attention and still wanted to be the prized, gorgeous daughter that she always had been, but it seemed that her exact opposite was out to ruin her life, at least in her eyes.
With the two girls being only a year apart, the often were placed together many times during their highs cool years. They were sent off to boarding school in London, where Angie studied, and Roxy flew off the handle so to speak, she was at all the hip parties, all the events, everything that she go to, she went. She was careless about her actual education, and loved having boyfriends, trying every drug known to man kind, and drinking until she couldn't remember her name. It was the dream life, at least according to Roxy. She was voted prom queen or the equal to it. She was popular and her dear step-sister was the complete opposite of her. It was bound it cause problems and the two were never that close, especially when Angie got praise and Roxy was scolded.
The problems skyrocketed into dangerous territory when Roxanne actually found a guy in college that she was head over heels for. She used every trick in the book to nab him. He seemed interested for quite some time, telling her that she was the fairest in the land and that no one else could compare to her. She knew that it probably wasn't love or anything but she still wanted him, and up until this point she got everything that she wanted. Didn't matter how much it cost, monetary or otherwise. She wanted him, and she almost had him until she brought him home for a Christmas vacation and her dear sister Angelina met him. He apparently fell in love with her. SHE was now the fairest in the land, and Roxy went a little insane. She had lost something that she just could not stand, and ended destroying their relationship. If she couldn't have the guy, than no one would have the guy.
She graduated, went even more over the edge. She couldn't stand it, couldn't stand being thought of more gorgeous than her sister and more desired. Is she ashamed of the things that she has done to destroy what her sister had. No. Not an ounce. She could care less. It was an attack on her, and she was going to punish Angie. Her mother could care less, she was more concerned with spending her money and living each day. Angie has so far been locked away in Australia, grieving for her lost love. Roxy heard word that one of her good friends was in Walten City, NC so she packed up and decided to take a little trip to good ole America.
* - - - connect the dots
Okay there are a several things that are connected between the two characters. First is looks. Well let's start off with the evil queen. She is described as astoundingly beautiful. She is average height, perhaps even on the taller side of average. With pale skin, sculpted eyebrows and full lips. She has a simple, small nose, and a strong jaw. Her hair color is never truly revealed because her head is always covered with a black hood and a crown, but we can assume that it is black for the simple fact that the hood is black. Her eyes are a hazel color, mixing a sort of gold and green together. Her lips do seem a little out of proportion, if anything and she wears an awful lot of makeup. Because the covering is black I used the darker brunette Amber Heard instead of the blond version, although it might get used later. The eyes are a similar color as well as body type and bone structure of the face. The name was a little harder since she is often just known as the Queen. Although in some Germanic stories she is often called Queen Grimalde, and that's where I got her last name. Roxanne is an English name, and Lilith as stated above often provokes fear in people.
Personality wise, there are no good qualities about the queen. She is amazingly gorgeous but very vain, enough that she has a magical mirror that tells her that she is the fariest in all the land. The second part to the Evil Queen is her counterpart, the Old Hag. Now the old hag is hideous. She has a wrinkly, grotesque looking face. Rotten teeth, moles and warts are on her face. Her body is hunched over, old and her hair is white and stringy. Roxy is vain, but also careless, and likes to be a bit of a daredevil. While Roxanne doestn't turn into a hag, her wild ways and carlessness is that destructive part of her. The queen is a villain so it was a bit hard connecting everything and still making it like a real person. I did take some liberties with that in the sense that I added a very small heart to Roxy, and her ambitions are still the same as the queen. She doesn't want to grow old, or wrinkly she wants to stay young and beautiful always and forever. She is interested in a few things that the queen wasn't but I imagine if she was a real person than she would be interested in these things. Roxanne is an updated version of the Queen but deep down she is still evil, conniving, and vain.
The last bit that connects the two would be their history. The queen married snow White's father, and than banished her to be a serving girl. She also had a magic mirror that told her that she was the fairest in the land, and that she was more beautiful than anything until snow white grew up enough and the mirror turned on his queen. She then went and did horrible things to get to snow white and ruin her. The points in Roxanne's history are that her mother married a very rich man, and Roxanne's came into a family with an existing step-sister. Snow white would be that sister Angelina. The magic mirror is the boyfriend that was in loved with Roxy until he met Angie, in which time he practically dumped Roxy and went after Angie. Roxanne did everything she could to break them up and it worked.
* - - - the stuff heroes are made of
A hand stretched out from underneath the covers, feeling around for the phone that was vibrating and singing guns n roses sweet child o mine. Her fingers danced along the polished wood top still searching for it as she finally felt the rubber casing. Snatching it quickly she pulled the arm with the attached phone back under the covers. The music quickly died, but it was too late the women was up. Sitting straight up in bed, the covers fell to her lap to reveal none other than Roxanne Lilith Grimaldi. Purple covered iPhone in hand. Her eyes weren't open, but mass of brunette hair was a mess, fly aways, cowlicks, and probably some other things that made it stick straight up in unnatural places. Groaning she started mumbling. "Who the hell is calling me at..." she checked the clock on the phone, "...four...damn it...it's already four in the afternoon."
Opening her eyes, she groaned again, put her hand to her head and swung her legs out of bed. She was in a pair of boxer shorts and a tank top, her feet hitting the heat enhanced floors she shuffled into the bathroom, phone still in hand. Looking at herself in the mirror she quickly scowled, and starting the process of beautifying herself. Removing her clothing she turned on the spray in the shower and stepped in. She heard her phone ring again and ignored it. She always took a shower after getting up. It was sort of a ritual. Like a cleansing of everything that had happened the night before. This time though, she couldn't remember last night. Too much booze, too many parties, too many boys. Her thoughts drifted away as the apple scented shampoo cleaned her hair of the smoke smell that came with bars and certain men.
Getting out she wrapped a towel around herself and started blow drying her hair, and applying makeup to beautify her skin. Going into the bedroom once again, the thought accrued to as to why her phone was ringing off the hook. Her friends were all calling to ask her if she was going to the bonfire. Smiling, she thought that since she was up anyway she could manage a little community spirit with Walten City. Dressing herself in a pair of leggings, she got a loose off the shoulder blouse and a pair of wedges. Everything matched perfectly. Grabbing her purse, cell phone, keys, and everything else she deemed a requirement, she headed out the door. Getting into her Nissan 370z she sped away to the bonfire, music blaring. Parking at the bonfire, her phone ringed again. This time it being one of her closest...well not really closest, but she met him last night, and actually thinking about it, she didn't even know his name. Shrugging she answered the call anyway "Good Morning, sunshine...Yes I made it to the bonfire....Parking lot...see you soon, love." She smiled, maybe this wasn't going to be like the night she had before, but it sure was going to be fun.
* - - - the mouse behind the ears
your name: Bethany or Bee
gender: Female
rp experience: Um...seven or eight years.
age: Twenty-one
how you found us: Um...through a site ad.
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