FULL NAME
carina
{ second brightest star in the heavens }
rose
{ beauty }
andrea
{ feminine form of Andre }NICKNAME
Cari, RiRi, StarAGE
recently twentyGENDER
femaleSEXUALITY
straightSPECIES
human with 'mixed blood'POWER
healing abilities ,, that she doesn't yet know how to properly control. she can heal both through her hands as well as through her hair , a modern day rapunzel - the hair is easier as she doesn't know how to control it through her hands yetHAIR COLOR
sandy blondeEYE COLOR
sea greenFACE CLAIM
charly jordanPERSONALITY
strong.
persistent.
headstrong.the words which stream into ones mind upon hearing the name 'Carina' or spotting a simple glance of her face or features. she seems to radiate an aura of mystery and curious power alike, not the greedy sort but the alluring type that causes curiosity as to how one so fair could obtain something so wonderfully wicked in its mass.
she has undoubtably been through a lot, and for this very reason has been desensitised to her own hardship. she's silently broken, trying to put back together the pieces of her broken heart, her broken soul, with nothing more than band aids and blind hope really.
many write her off at first glance as a 'bitch' or not worth their time, simply because of the lack of interest usually upon her features. either due to trying to shield herself from being hurt or simply lack of sleep, hard life experiences tend to do that to a person.
however, there's always been a softer side to her. ever since her youth, ever since she was young really, there's always remained a softer side. a more compassionate, gentle and approachable side.
yet for those who are indeed fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of who she is behind closed doors, would have to simply stop and pause in awe.
she's the sort who loves to huddle herself up in blankets on the couch as she watches tv shows, a bowl of warm microwaved popcorn in her lap all for herself as she scrolls through Netflix.
or to cuddle with her bunny and her dog, or slip around the timber floor in fluffy socks.again, not many get to see that side of her. lately, not even Carina herself. losing sight of yourself, forgetting who you are and who you once were are frightening prospects indeed.
ever since the death of her brother she has been straying from the girl she once was, losing sight of herself. she's smiling on the outside yet breaking on the inside. trying to mend bullet holes with bandaids per say.her trust can be a difficult thing to gain, but once you have it it is yours forever. her loyalty is boundless, is seems to be limitless and have no ends.
quirky is undoubtably a suiting word, she loathes the idea of conforming to the standards of this weak society yet similarly she cannot stray too far from its bounds as her position calls for her obedience to an extent.
she's sassy nonetheless and could take you down with her sharp words. however she will often also use this talent to playfully tease you. as well as her sarcastic side and adoration of puns, no matter how cheesy, it's grate.she's a dreamer, ever since she could first toddle she's been dreaming and daydreaming and holding out hope for the silliest of things. adventurous is an understatement, she can't bare to sit or stand still; no, she'd rather be out in the world, experiencing every tangent it had for her to follow. Before her time as a lone adult comes.
her curiosity is a bizarre little thing, something that often leads her down unfriendly paths yet you know what they say: "curiosity kxlled the cat", however most forget to mention the next line strangely enough, "but satisfaction brought it back".
although she can be known for her sassy and sarcastic ways , if she truly adores and treasures you she will probably tease you. it's her little way of saying 'I appreciate you'. she can act somewhat immature and childish at times, although only once she feels comfortable enough around a person to let her guard down.
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" she's a firecracker "
Randoma book of my original characters ( ocs ) for the roleplays I am a part of. none of the images belong to me.