Mia Rinne [nd]

[anicat]

you're my brand of heroin ,
mia alexandra rinne


"You truly are one frightening little monster."
~Jasper Hale~

character full name: Mia Alexandra Rinne
alias: Alex (though she hates it)
age: 52/13
birthday: August 14th
affiliation: Coven (Wynter Coven, Seer)
status: Witch

"I'd noticed that his eyes were black - coal black."
~Isabella Swan~

eyes: Greenish blue eyes that are almond-shaped and often wide open. Mia doesn't really put much make up on her eyes. A thin line of black eyeliner is more than enough for her.
hair: Mia has wavy brown hair that's always loose and goes just below her shoulders. She keeps her bangs long amd refuses to cut them off. Sometimes she will pull her hair into a bun that is usually very messy, but she'll wear her hair loose more often.
height: 5'2"
weight: 129 lbs
distinguishing features: Wynter coven tattoo.
general appearance: Small and slim, a bit on the skinny side, and with child-like features, Mia Rinne looks pretty much like an average teenage girl. She has a heart-shaped face, a few freckles across her nose and cheeks and a half tanned skin tone. Normally, Mia doesn't stand out because of her clothes. Normal blouses, t-shirts, jeans, sweaters and converse shoes are a must for her. She often favors pinks, blues and purples. All of her clothes are either full of fun patterns like flowers and stars or otherwise pretty plain. When it comes to any formal events, she'll just throw on a dress and flat shoes -she prefers flats over high heels- and straighten her hair.

"I will always tell you the truth."
~Alice Cullen~

likes: Music, reading, classic literature, kiddy movies, computers, art, randomly staring into space, autumn, falling leaves, her "big brother's
" pocket watch, video games, fantasy literature, drawing in the back of her notebooks, history classes, school in general(except Phys. Ed.), going out with her friends
dislikes: rap and hip hop music, mean people, backstabbers, people who take advantage of others, being lied to, being called a nerd, being ignored, spicy food, fake people, discrimination, violence, being as naive as she is, her shyness, feeling sad, Phys. Ed, mean people.
ambitions: To gain some more self confidence so she won't feel down on herself anymore. Also to become a writer; because she expresses her feelings better when she writes.
abilities: Precognition, postcognition, able to see auras.
secrets: Hides the fact that she's a witch from normal people, is afraid of falling in love, has a slight inferiority complex.
personality: To begin with, Mia is very quiet. She's painfully shy, the type to blush and stutter whenever she faces someone she doesn't know. Also, Mia has a habit of staring down, like she's fascinated with the floor or her shoes, when in reality, she's just avoiding eye contact. She's also very naive and innocent; and has a very child-like view on the world. Mia believes that everyone is good at heart and can't think badly of anyone; and is willing to forgive anyone, no matter what they have done.

Mia is very kind, though. She's very selfless and sweet to everyone; and in spite of her shyness, she can be openly happy, cheerful and happy, especially around the people she loves. Around her friends, she's usually a very upbeat being with a light sense of humor. She lacks self confidence and relies a lot on people, to the point of suffering from abandonment issues. She can be very carefree and free spirited; but sometimes very fatalistic, and for a good reason. Despite she doesn't think of herself as an intelligent being, Mia can speak words of wisdom sometimes, and often without even knowing she's doing it. She's also perceptive and can see flaws, fears and hopes in her friends, not just because she can see their auras, but because, according to her, being the one that's never seen or noticed makes her one to see everything.

"Don't get your family slaughtered for pride."
~Carlisle Cullen~

mother: Unknown
father: Unknown
siblings: N/A
others: Axel Thorne (vampire, adoptive "big brother" and best friend. Añive, and in hiding.) Camille Rayne (adoptive mother, currently living)
history: Born in 1956, Mia bears little memories of her family. From the little she remembers, she knows her parents were very poor and tried their hardest to raise her before death took them. From then on she has memory, and her memories aren't all that nice. A street child, Mia faced hard times until that one day he was hired to become a servant at a rich family's house, where she met a boy who would become her best, and only friend. Axel was his name and the two children would usually sneak and play together outside.

One night, though, the teenage boy went missing and Mia, the last person to be around him, was blamed and thrown to the streets. Only a few weeks later, she would run into a young woman who seemed to find potential in this young lady. Anne was the woman's name, and she was a young witch with no children and no family. Suddenly finding herself treated like a daughter, Mia took an interest to magic, and started precticing it herself. One day, though, Anne died, and Mia was left alone.

With a feeling of abandonment and sadness, Mia would wander by herself until the day she was discovered by the Wynter coven and made a memeber. She was made the official Seer of the coven; a role she took in great joy. Even though she still has a lot to learn. she finds herself comfortable around her coven and a new adoptive mother. Still, she is haunted by the memories of her "brother" and desires to find him. She has a feeling that he's still out there, alive and well. Inthe meantime, she has to find a way to perfect her magical powers, because whether she admits it or not, she still has too much to learn.

"You will never put me through that again."
~Esme Cullen~

player: Ani
age: 17
member title: One who's never seen
password: PURE
anything else: Bear with me if I make mistakes. Mexican lady here~
rp sample:

Whoever knew Drizzle well enough would be able to tell that she was upset. Though she was trying not to show it, her mood affected her music, and made it quite obvious. Whenever Drizzle was stressed, her songwriting - and general taste in music - switched unpredictably from happy, jumpy songs to the saddest ever written. Right now, her iPod was on shuffle and kept up switching from one artist to another, one genre to another and one emotion to another. And it wasn’t helping, much.

The sophomore was hiding away from her friends and acquaintances in the music room, where she sat in a corner with her eyes closed and her headphones on, holding her red Fender Stratocaster in one hand, listening to ‘November Rain’. It was one of her favorites, but at the moment it was just making her depressed. It didn’t help that she knew it was inspired on a sad love story, which was exactly what was bothering her. She opened her purse and stared blankly at the wedding invitation. Her father had sent it and she hadn’t even bothered to open it yet. She didn’t want to read it. It would just make her hurt even more. The problem was… well, Drizzle couldn’t picture her parents without each other. Damn, seven years after the divorce, and she wasn’t over it…

… wait. Don’t think of that.

Yeah, it was better not to think of that. So she opened her bright brown eyes and stared into a wall for a bit before reacting, grabbing her guitar and starting to play it. There was this one random song her cousin’s girlfriend used to sing all the time… she wasn’t sure of what was the song’s name, but she loved it.

Her voice rose higher with every note. Those who knew Drizzle as Janis Joplin would know how much energy, and spirit she put into her music. How much feeling she put into it. Hey, she was a blues singer! Blues reflected emotion and feeling, and any experimented blues singer would know that, the more emotion you put into it, the more ‘soul’ it had.

At that point, Drizzle was already up on her feet and dancing around the music room, not caring who would see her or anything. She was so caught up in her song that she pretty much tripped and crashed into a drum set, thus knocking it over and toppling over. Cymbals, bass drums, and pretty much the whole set landed upon her and her guitar and she groaned lightly as though in pain. Really, receiving the drum set didn’t hurt… only the fall. A light throbbing on her head and a sting on her wrist made her notice she probably had a few minor injuries, but she could deal with those.

…but that would hurt tomorrow. Surely.

"If we had happy endings, we'd all be under gravestones now."
~Rosalie Hale~

made by: Rae {cupcake/vanilla_pop} of RPG-D && Caution 2.0
disclaimer: quotes are from the characters in the Twilight series
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[RYAN]

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