Post by Winnie Eisen on Apr 12, 2015 12:05:38 GMT -8
Name:
Rhoswyn (Winnie) Xavier Eisen
Age:
19
Gender:
Demigirl
Birthday:
Spring 15
Occupation:
Unemployed/ Self-proclaimed Ethnographer
Personality:
Polite, free-spirited and harder to hold down than a wriggling pig covered in mud, Winnie walks through life with a spring in her step. She's quiet in the sense that she knows when to keep her mouth shut, for the most part, but can go on and on about nothing at all when given the chance. With her inability to refuse anyone in need of help and the naive air that she seems to carry about her, the girl as sweet as sugar appears to be thick-skulled and in her own little world most of the time, however; Contradicting that front is the surprising amount of intelligence that this young lady holds but refuses to use if not needed, although Winnie does spend a worrying amount of time with her head in the clouds. With this intelligence comes a quick wit and an endless amount of playful sarcasm. Yet her body, no matter how smart she is, still hasn't learned that it needs to listen to her brain first, making her a bit reckless. Despite her impulsiveness and sarcastic tendencies, Rhoswyn's heart is in the right place.
Appearance:
A newcomer into adulthood, Winnie has found that her face still holds a youthful charm that makes her appear younger than she is. Clean rounded face with soft features, large eyes and friendly smile; the young lady is often the center of questioning from the authorities regarding her parents whereabouts. The only thing stopping a steady stream of questions from forming are the lovely curves placed on her 5'3 figure. Vivid green eyes as soft as spring grass look at the world with such fascination and curiosity that it almost takes away from the fact that nearly three years of abnormal sleeping patterns are starting to catch up to her. Finishing off the woman's appearance is the chestnut colored wave of curls that come to rest just above her hips. Her hair is often times found pulled back in a half crown braid with flowers intertwined into the thick locks. A particular fifteen year old may or may not be the cause of this.
Background:
When talking about her past, Winnie doesn't mention anything prior to the age of eight. The woman can babble til the cows come about the different adventures she and her adopted siblings embarked on and how her loving guardians treated her like she was their own, showing pictures of the family of seven and letters they have sent her during her time away from home, but everything else is shrouded by a thick fog that is unlikely to dissipate anytime in the near future.
Rhoswyn left home to travel the world at the tender age of seventeen after discovering her father's journals hidden away in the attic. Inside these books were nothing but sketches and information depicting different towns, cities and countries. From the smallest village to the most populated of cities, her father's handwriting wrote in excruciating detail the social behaviors of the people, their interactions with one another and the environment, the lore and religion of the area, the list went on and on. A map tucked in the most recent of journals showed her, through the colorful array of marker trails, where her late father had been. Winnie shouldn't have been surprised to see that a majority of the map was already filled in. There wasn't much missing, but it was just enough for her to decide that she would finish what her father couldn't. With her adopted family's blessing, she left as soon as she finished packing.
Two and three quarters of a year, one remodeled school bus, and a delightful travel buddy has finally led her here. Meadow View is one of the last places on the map that hasn't been visited, so Winnie plans to stay a little longer than usual.
Fun Facts:
1. She loves food. The slight softness of her tummy is proof.
2. Her vision has worsened from the time spent writing in the dark and going days on end without sleep. She wears black rimmed glasses when she starts to get frustrated with the blurriness.
3. English wasn't her first language, so an accent is very present at the time being along with momentary floundering. Her accent has become, in her words, confused on account of her guardians having their own respectively.
4. She likes to tinker with anything and everything that has working mechanical parts.
Sorry, I'm not really good at this sort of thing...
Rhoswyn (Winnie) Xavier Eisen
Age:
19
Gender:
Demigirl
Birthday:
Spring 15
Occupation:
Unemployed/ Self-proclaimed Ethnographer
Personality:
Polite, free-spirited and harder to hold down than a wriggling pig covered in mud, Winnie walks through life with a spring in her step. She's quiet in the sense that she knows when to keep her mouth shut, for the most part, but can go on and on about nothing at all when given the chance. With her inability to refuse anyone in need of help and the naive air that she seems to carry about her, the girl as sweet as sugar appears to be thick-skulled and in her own little world most of the time, however; Contradicting that front is the surprising amount of intelligence that this young lady holds but refuses to use if not needed, although Winnie does spend a worrying amount of time with her head in the clouds. With this intelligence comes a quick wit and an endless amount of playful sarcasm. Yet her body, no matter how smart she is, still hasn't learned that it needs to listen to her brain first, making her a bit reckless. Despite her impulsiveness and sarcastic tendencies, Rhoswyn's heart is in the right place.
Appearance:
A newcomer into adulthood, Winnie has found that her face still holds a youthful charm that makes her appear younger than she is. Clean rounded face with soft features, large eyes and friendly smile; the young lady is often the center of questioning from the authorities regarding her parents whereabouts. The only thing stopping a steady stream of questions from forming are the lovely curves placed on her 5'3 figure. Vivid green eyes as soft as spring grass look at the world with such fascination and curiosity that it almost takes away from the fact that nearly three years of abnormal sleeping patterns are starting to catch up to her. Finishing off the woman's appearance is the chestnut colored wave of curls that come to rest just above her hips. Her hair is often times found pulled back in a half crown braid with flowers intertwined into the thick locks. A particular fifteen year old may or may not be the cause of this.
Background:
When talking about her past, Winnie doesn't mention anything prior to the age of eight. The woman can babble til the cows come about the different adventures she and her adopted siblings embarked on and how her loving guardians treated her like she was their own, showing pictures of the family of seven and letters they have sent her during her time away from home, but everything else is shrouded by a thick fog that is unlikely to dissipate anytime in the near future.
Rhoswyn left home to travel the world at the tender age of seventeen after discovering her father's journals hidden away in the attic. Inside these books were nothing but sketches and information depicting different towns, cities and countries. From the smallest village to the most populated of cities, her father's handwriting wrote in excruciating detail the social behaviors of the people, their interactions with one another and the environment, the lore and religion of the area, the list went on and on. A map tucked in the most recent of journals showed her, through the colorful array of marker trails, where her late father had been. Winnie shouldn't have been surprised to see that a majority of the map was already filled in. There wasn't much missing, but it was just enough for her to decide that she would finish what her father couldn't. With her adopted family's blessing, she left as soon as she finished packing.
Two and three quarters of a year, one remodeled school bus, and a delightful travel buddy has finally led her here. Meadow View is one of the last places on the map that hasn't been visited, so Winnie plans to stay a little longer than usual.
Fun Facts:
1. She loves food. The slight softness of her tummy is proof.
2. Her vision has worsened from the time spent writing in the dark and going days on end without sleep. She wears black rimmed glasses when she starts to get frustrated with the blurriness.
3. English wasn't her first language, so an accent is very present at the time being along with momentary floundering. Her accent has become, in her words, confused on account of her guardians having their own respectively.
4. She likes to tinker with anything and everything that has working mechanical parts.
Sorry, I'm not really good at this sort of thing...