Post by Mariska Rumancek on May 1, 2013 8:22:16 GMT -5
..x.. the basics
Name: Mariska Letha Rumancek
Age: 25
Race: Werewolf
Birthday: July 8th
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Blue
Hair: Brown
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General Appearance: FC Megan Fox. : Tall and athletic build, with hazel eyes and long wavy brown hair. Her hair is rarely tamed, and due to her lifestyle she is generally scruffy in appearance. Her looks are striking nonetheless.
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Personality: Mariska is a strong willed person, she is her own boss and takes little notice of the instructions of others. Her upbringing thought her not to rely on others and she took this deeply to heart. She is mistrusting of those she sees as outsiders and though she will cavort with all types, she would as soon kill you as look at you. She is vicious and quick witted, her sharp tongue has gotten her out of many sticky situations.
She is free spirited and rarely concerns herself with the world outside her family.
She is also severely passionate about her ideals and will go to the end of the earth for those she loves. Around her own family, and her own people she is the life of any party and one of the most trustworthy people to be found. People find it easy to confide in her, and she has become somewhat of an agony aunt in her family. Mariska herself however is very private, and rarely divulges private information about herself to anyone.
Weaknesses: Mistrusting of others, unable to truly let down her guard with anyone, her heritage has closed many doors to her.
Strengths: Physically athletic and strong due to her condition, highly intelligent and quick witted.
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History: Mariska comes from a long line of Romani gyspy’s that had settled in America a few hundred years ago. As in traditional gypsy fashion, the Rumancek’s had travelled constantly from one state to another, rarely staying more than a few weeks in one area. Usually around the time that the residents of wherever they were staying became uneasy at their presence and had them forcefully removed. Mariska never minded, she hated being in one place and thoroughly enjoyed being on the move once again. It never bothered her that ‘normal’ people had a problem with their way of life, to her, they were the outsiders, they were the strange ones. Stuck still in one place, working in a box until you die, so concerned with material goods and properties that you loose sight of everything that is truly important in life. To a gypsy, you had little to covet besides your family, which made them very close, and loving people.
It wasn’t just their Romani heritage that kept the Rumancek’s moving, they also had a secret, Mariska and her brother Petyr were werewolves.
As a child, Mariska suffered an extreme animal attack, when their family had been staying in an isolated area of countryside. It wasn’t long before their learned the harsh reality of this attack. It had been no ordinary wolf that attacked her, but a werewolf. This wasn’t the first attack they knew of, and Mariska had been sent to live with her uncle Mortichai who had also been inflicted many years before. He lived with a werewolf pack in the Appalachian Mountains. He helped her to come to terms with what had happened, and how to control it as best as possible. Living with Mortichai made her feel relatively normal again, but it was torture living away from her brothers and parents. After months of ‘werewolf training’, she returned to her family, though felt like she didn’t truly belong among them anymore. But a pack was no place for her.
Understanding her pain, Petyr her father, had offered to let Mariska bite him, so that they could go through her plight together, but this wasn’t logical. Petyr was the head of their household, and werewolves could be.. unreliable. As much as it pained her father not to bring her comfort, they all knew it was for the best that he stay human. However, her older brother was happy to take the burden on himself, he had always blamed himself for Mariska getting bitten, as a big brother he should have been looking out for his siblings, it should have been him to get bitten in the first place. The family made up their decision before Mariska could get a say, it was to be Petyr, they would bear this curse together, understanding and supporting each other, as a pack would.
Mariska unwillingly agreed to transform her brother, knowing that had the tables been turned she would do the same for him in an instant.
The family have grown closer in the years since Mariska and Petyr have been changed, and continue to travel from one place to another, generally staying in more isolated communities now, rarely talking to outsiders besides getting food and supplies. Petyr Snr, often travels to downworlder hotspots to gather info on whatever is happening in their world, Mariska, though often going with him to such places, had little interest in the subject, she tagged along generally for the entertainment factor. There was trouble brewing though, and they could all feel it.
Family: Her family is large and widespread, she currently moves around with her parents, Petyr and Katarina as well as her three brothers, Petyr Jr, the oldest, and Stefan and Nicoli.
RP Sample: (can be from another site)
almost finished now ..x..
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