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ASK AND YA SHALL RECIEVE
Keep in mind I was about 12-13-ish when I wrote it and I was in my angsty stage so this gets a bit dark pft
here are the first 2 chapters -there are like 9 in total I think- if ya want the fnaf one then tell me bc I actually have to translate it and everything bc I wrote it in Spanish lol
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TW mentions of abuse sorta and alcoholism
"Come back here you lil' shit!!!"
"I'll kill ya, I swear to God I'll kill ya!!!"
I could hear him behind me, stumbling and crashing into things, with that stupid glass bottle in his hand.
I have to keep going or he will really kill me. I kept running zig-zagging through the trees trying to lose him.
"You little fuck!!! How dare you run away from me after all I've done for you?! I was the one that gave you a roof under your head, the one that fed you and took care of you and THIS is how you repay me?!"
Yea right. I'd rather be in the streets than have to live with you in that damned house again. C'mon (Y/N) you're almost there!!
"I'll do the same thing I did with them to you!! You'll end up like all those kids, like all those dirty bastards!"
CRASH!
A flash of lightning crashed behind me.
Keep going, keep going.
Suddenly, as I keep climbing up I see something.
A cave.
Yes!! Now I can finally get rid of him! I quickly started climbing, finally getting into the cave. It was really chilly, but it would at least protect me from the rain, and since it was nighttime and he was drunk he'd have no chance of finding me.
Or that's what I thought.
"Ahh, there you are my dear (Y/N)~
You are quite slippery you know? You remind me so much of her, my little Frisk. But you both had to escape from me didn't ya. Do you know what happened to Frisk dear?"
He chuckled and came closer, while I was walking backward trying not to stumble.
"I killed her." He smiled. " It was an accident, I didn't want to, but she was being a naughty little girl~ [EW WTF WHY DID I WRITE IT LIKE THAT LMFAO GREAT WAY TO MAKE HIM CREEPY AF AMANDA]" he came closer, and the smell of booze reached my nose.
"G-get away from me you creep!"
He laughed and pushed me, making me stumble and fall down. I tried to crawl away but then he started kicking me.
IM ALSO NOT PUTTING THIS PART BC IT WAS CROSSING THE LINE A BIT AND I WANTED TO MAKE IT DARK ANYWAY THE THING IS THIS SHIT ESCALATED REALLY QUICKLY AND I GASPED BC HOLY SHIT WHAT WAS WITH ME
Basically, he said more creepy shit bc I wanted to make him a huge asshole, but I still don't feel comfortable putting it and I'm sure for other ppl its uncomfortable too so uh, lets just say the guy was just really really bad and wanted to do really bad things to uhh, the reader
This, this guy had the nerve to- ugh!!
"S-stop it"
He quickly grabbed me by my hair and brought my face closer so we were locking eyes.
"Y'know no one cares about you! You're nothing! But if you stay with me you'll see I can be a good guy! I promise I will treat you better! I will do anything for you. You just have to be a good girl and stay in your room."
"No!!"
I quickly spit on him and kicked him in the stomach. I was not going back there, not going to suffer through all that again. I got to my feet and ran deeper and deeper into the cave
"You can't escape (Y/N)~" I heard from behind me.
I ran faster. I'm not going to let him win. I'm not.
" You'll just end up like Frisk!"
Crash!!!
I yelped and tripped on a vine, falling into a hole, hearing his echoed taunts getting farther and farther away.
Is this it?
Is this how I die?
Will I really end up like Frisk?
No.
I won't die. I can't die. Not today.
Those were my last thoughts before I was surrounded by darkness.
Chapter 2 [this one is more fun I lol]
"You little bitch!"
"Come back here!"
"You'll end up just like Frisk"
"I promise we'll get out of here....
Frisk"
I woke up with a start. My head dizzy from the fall.
Where...am I? Who's Frisk? Why can't I remember anything...? Hold on, did I loose my memory? What the-
"Heck!!" I heard someone say behind me. I quickly turned around, and saw a kid who looked to be around my age, floating a few feet away from me. Their hair was up to their shoulders and they were wearing shorts with a cute green stripped sweater.
"Seriously?! And just when I get used to being dead?! Do you hate me that much world!?" The kid yelled while waving their fist at the top of the cave.
Huh.....
Wait.....
Dead?
Am I dead?
If so where the heck am I?
Is this what the afterlife is like? Being stuck with a 10 year old ghost kid? Is it because of that one time I stole a ring pop from John? Because if it is he totally deserved it, he wasn't even gonna eat it!
"Am I really dead..?" I whispered.
Suddenly the ghost kid turned around and looked at me.
"Wat?" They asked.
"Am...am I dead?" I looked at my palms trying to figure out what was going on.
The kid sighed.
"No. You're not dead you dummy, you just fell down into the Underground, and somehow that awoke me...huh... that's weird."
Oh. So I'm not dead. That's nice I guess.
"Um, wait, the Underground?" I stood up, and stretched a bit, trying to check if everything was alright.
"Yea. With monsters and stuff. You just fell down from Mt.Ebott. You'd be the second human here to fall down."
Wait. The second one? I thought six more had disappeared in here a while ago.
"You mean the seventh human." I corrected them.
"Noooo, I mean the SECOND human, jeez are you deaf or something?"
They glared at me as if I was the dumbest person they had ever met.
"Nuh-uh. If there's one thing I remember is that 6 humans had fallen before me"
"Well then you remembered wrong because last time I checked I was the only one. That fall must've really damaged your brain" they chuckled.
I rolled my eyes. They really were stubborn and they were pretty rude too! If it were up to me I would've walked away by now but since I am down here somewhere I don't know with MONSTERS, I should really have an ally and they seem to be my only hope. Maybe they're nice once you get to know them, so I should really try to befriend them.
"So uh, ghost kid...what's your name?" I looked at them with a sweet smile, trying to be friendly.
"My name is Chara. And I was the first human to fall down here. What's yours?"
"My what"
"Your name, you idiot. Don't tell me you forgot that too." They smirked.
"Pshh I didn't forget my name!" I puffed my cheeks and looked the other way. I honestly had no idea what my name was but I wasn't going to let that ghost kid treat me like a dumbass again.
"Fine then, what is it?"
Shoot.
"U-um i-its uh..."
Let's seeeeee... what's a good name? Oh jeez what are some good names I could use right now?
As I was panicking suddenly something came to my mind.
"Frisk." I said.
I have no idea who Frisk is, but it felt just right. And it was the first thing that popped into my mind so.
"Oh. That's a peculiar name. But we'll then, Frisk. What are you going to do? Do you want to go back to the surface?" They eyed me with curiosity. I honestly had no idea what I would do. But I just had this urge to go back to the surface. But there was nothing up in there for me was there? I mean maybe I had a family or something's that's looking for me right now. Or maybe I could just be a homeless nobody.
"Do you promise me we'll get out of here?"
"Yes. And we'll go and look at the stars in a field of golden flowers, like the ones in your book. It's a promise."
"I want to go back up."
That seemed to get Chara's attention.
"R-really? You want to go back up there? With those assholes?" They scoffed.
"Yep. I just feel as if I have something important to do over there. Like a promise."
"Ah...well, if you want I can show you the way! We can go meet these monsters, they took care of me while I was in here! They could help you!" They smiled and started going ahead of me.
"Uhm, sure, I guess! That'd be cool!" I said as I started walking behind them. If I manage to get those monsters' help, I'll be out of here and try to get my memory back and fulfill my promise.
CRINGY I KNOW BUT WERE GETTING TO THE PICKUP LINES AND THOSE ARE HILARIOUS IN A BAD WAY LMAO MAYBE I CAN LATER POST THE OTHER CHAPTERS PFT
Chapter 3
"So uh..Chara..will these people have food?" I asked while walking behind them.
"Food?"
"Yup"
"You're stuck in a place full of monsters and all you can think of is food?"
Before I could answer though, my stomach let out a loud growl. I giggled.
"I guess that answers your question."
We became quiet again until Chara turned around and looked at me.
"So how old are you?"
"I'm about to be twelve"
"You're pretty mature for a twelve year old" they scoffed.
"Well you're pretty immature to be whatever age you are."
Chara laughed.
"I'm thirteen. So that basically means you have to do everything I say since I'm the older one" they stuck their tounge out.
"That's not fair!" I proclaimed.
"The world isn't fair." The smirked.
"Your face isn't fair"
"Damn, Frisk, you got me" they said with mockery.
"Shut up"
They laughed and then looked at me with a serious expression. "No but really, if you want to survive here you'll have to listen to me or else you'll die. And if you abuse the SAVE point it'll stop working. If you loose determination too."
"Woah. Wait what? A save point? Determination? I am really confused right now"
"Ugh, I'll explain later. Right now we have to get to the RUINS."
"Is that were you lived when you were stuck down here?"
"Tch, why do you care? And I wasn't stuck. I lived here because it's the only place were murder isn't the first option and monsters aren't assholes."
"Hey, stop being so rude, I just want to find out more about you! I really want us to have a good relationship if you're stuck with me for a while!"
"Just mind your own business."
"Ughh you're so-"
I suddenly stopped walking when I saw a single gold flower in the middle of the path.
"Why'd you sto- ohh that's creepy."
"It's just a flower. It won't do anything."
I kneeled down to look at the flower better, for some reason this flower looked different than all the other ones.. I was about to reach out for it when all of a sudden the flower turned around and smiled at me.
"Howdy! I'm Flowey! Flowey the Flower!"
What. The.
This flower could talk?! What?!
"Oooook Frisk this is definitely creepy, don't touch it and walk away."
I ignored Chara and smiled at the flower. They seemed friendly, so why not?
"Hey there! I'm, um, Frisk. I'm new around here."
Flowey noded and smiled at me.
"Oh! So since you're new you probably don't know how the Underground works! I guess lil' old me will have to teach you! Ready?"
"Frisk I'm not really getting good vibes from this guy." Chara said again, this time a little bit more serious.
"Shhh" I stood up and looked at Flowey, nodding.
"Thank you Flowey!! You're really nice! So how does this all wo-?"
Suddenly I was being surrounded by darkness, with Flowey standing in front of me.
"Where is-" I suddenly stopped talking when I saw a red...heart? In front of me.
"See that red heart over there?" Flowey asked me.
I nodded.
"That is your SOUL, the very culmination of your being!"
"Woahh, that's so cool!"
"Your soul starts off weak, but it can get stronger if you gain a lot of LV."
Suddenly Chara appeared beside me and shook their head.
"Frisk I don't think he-"
"Frisk! You may be asking: Flowey, what does LV stand for? Well, for LOVE of course!!"
Oh. I guess in here is not that bad if their policy is like the place where the Carebears live.
"Fris-"
"You want some LOVE don't ya? Well don't worry! I'll share some with you."
After he said that a few white pettals appeared in front of Flowey. I guess that's how you get some LV right?
"Frisk, I'm serious right now, do not touch the bullets."
I looked at Chara.
"Thanks but what bu-"
"DOWN HERE" Flowey yelled to get my attention. I turned to look at him with a nervous smile, he just rolled his eyes and kept talking.
"LOVE, is shared through some....little...white... friendliness pellets!"
Ok. Now that was definitely suspicious. And where those the bullets Chara was talking about before? Jeez this guy really got me, but I mean. He's a flower why in the world would he kill me?
"Are you ready Frisk?! Catch as many as you can!" Then, the...white friendliness pellets, started moving towards me. How in the world was he doing that?! This place is so weird, filled with talking flowers and dead kids suddenly becoming alive again. I just want to go home!
"Frisk!! Watch out!!" Chara yelled beside me.
"What?"
I looked at Flowey and saw the pellets getting closer to me. Before I had the time to dodge they got me and I felt a huge amount of pain. I fell to the ground on my knees, gasping for air, trying to make it go away.
What was happening?! I quickly looked behind me when I noticed that the yellow bar that was once full, was suddenly empty. It said 1/20.
Chara rolled her eyes.
"You dummy! Those were bullets! And to even top it off you have literally one hp left!"
"One hp...? Wait Chara what is goin-"
"You idiot." I heard a creepy voice say behind me.
I slowly turned my head around, looking at Flowey, with my eyes widening.
"F-Flowey?"
"In this world, it's killed or be killed!"
"Wha-what?"
"Why would ANYONE pass up an opportunity like this?"
"Chara!" I yelled trying to get up, but a couple of bullets appeared beside me and surrounded me, trapping me where I was.
"DIE. " I heard Flowey yell, while the bullets started closing in on me.
Maybe I could dodge them? Or find a way to escape? Where was Chara and why weren't they helping me?
I heard Floweys's laughter get louder and louder while the bullets got closer and I shut my eyes.
I guess this is the end now. I will really die. Did I seriously think I would survive in this Underground world? Really? They're monsters for God's sake! Of course I would die here. And I wouldn't be able to fill my promise. My eyes started tearing up. I could feel the bullets really close now, about to touch me when-
All of a sudden, a fireball hit Flowey in the face, making him disappear with the bullets. Chara appeared beside me.
"Phew! That was close! At least she got here in time! I told you he wasn't a good person Frisk! If you want to survive here you'll have to do exactly what I tell you to do, or else you'll die." They nagged me.
I tried standing up once again, trying to see who saved me.
"What a horrible creature, torturing such a poor, innocent youth." Came a sweet voice from above me. I felt their hands go in my back and a weird warm feeling surrounded me.
When the warm feeling was gone, I didn't feel pain anymore. That was weird. I finally managed to stand up, and looked at the lady who saved me.
She's a.....goat? Lady? Monster?
She had a really pretty purple tunic, with a weird white symbol in the chest area.
She smiled at me and waved her hand.
"Ah do not be afraid my child. I am TORIEL, caretaker or the RUINS. I pass down here everyday to see if any humans have fallen down."
I looked at Chara, who looked to be about to cry. Maybe this was the monster they were talking about before? The ones that took care of them probably?
I shook my head and smiled at Toriel. She did look like she had good intentions, and yes, they did save me from that wretched flower. But I wasn't going to be dumb enough to fall into the same trap again, so this time I had to be cautious.
Toriel smiled back, and turned around, grabbing my hand.
"Come, my child, I will guide you through the catacombs!"
And with that, she grabbed my hand and walked with me, leading the way.
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I’m just gonna say it- Bella doesn’t have chronic depression, she’s a normal angst teen that has normal sadness caused by a trigger (Edward leaving) that turns into a depressed state but that is relieved once the trigger is removed (Edward returns) and when ppl say Bella suffered from mental illness and it should’ve been covered more by smeyer (like let’s be real, she would’ve done this terribly anyways) is detrimental to people who actually suffer from chronic mental illness there i said it
*cracks knuckles* alright let’s roll
first and foremost, i’d like to acknowledge a few things, namely, that you are right. smeyer should not have touched the topic of mental health issues. her depiction of edward and bella’s mental illness, amongst others, is incorrect, irresponsible, and even dangerous.
all of that being said, however, there is strong evidence to imply that bella suffers from at least one mental health disorder, if not the three that i’ve noticed bella meeting criteria for. let’s break it down.
the diagnostic and statistical manual of mental disorders, fifth edition (also known as the dsm-v) is a manual published by the american psychiatric association and is the go-to tool for mental health professionals for the diagnosis and treatment of mental disorders in the united states. i’ll be using this as my primary source material today.
i have a bachelor’s degree in psychology, graduating the youngest in my class, and have been admitted to several clinical psychology phd programs. i am well-versed in the field of mental health, i have years of experience in field counseling and in the research of mental health disorders. i am disclosing this information because i am well-versed in theory, but not in application. i am by no means equipped to diagnose mental disorders (yet) and this should not be used for a tool of self-diagnosis. i would not recommend self-diagnosis. the following is not a formal diagnosis, just some theories i’m positing.
it’s difficult to diagnose mental disorders without a comprehensive background of the patient, including detailed childhood information and medical history. we don’t know much about bella’s behavior pre-forks, unfortunately, and this first disorder requires the persistence of behavior for at least two years. but i’d be willing to say that bella may suffer from a mild, yet persistent and chronic form of depression called dysthymia, also known as persistent depressive disorder (previously known as chronic depression, for the record). in addition to the persistent pattern of behavior for two years, at least two of the following must be present:
poor appetite or overeating
insomnia or hypersomnia
low energy/fatigue
low self-esteem
poor concentration
feelings of hopelessness
(i’ve bolded the ones i believe bella exhibits during the events of twilight.) i think bella suffers from dysthymia, specifically, because while she does not appear to suffer from severe depression, she’s often pessimistic, sees downside of things, consistently fails to recognize her own positive qualities, skips meals, and fails to consistently get a full night of sleep. but kae, you say, this can all be chalked up to teen angst. fine, i say, i see your point. let’s examine my next theory.
social anxiety disorder is a disorder marked by significant worry and stress in socal situations and requires at least six months of persistence in the following diagnostic criteria:
fear or anxiety about one or more social situation in which sufferer is exposed to possible scrutiny of others
fear of acting in a way that will reveal anxiety symptoms that will be negatively judged by others
social situations almost always cause fear and anxiety
social situations are avoided or endured with intense fear
fear/anxiety are out of proportion to actual threat
(again, bolded ones are the criteria i believe she fits.) she is terrified of her first day of school because she doesn’t like being noticed or being the center of attention, she doesn’t like gym because she knows her athletic ability will be judged, and the “threats” posed in these situations are almost entirely within bella’s mind. she keeps to herself and would not have friends if not for mike newton, who brought her into his friend group. but kae, that could be chalked up to normal teen shyness, you say. fine, i could see how all of this can be contributed to shyness. however...
post-traumatic stress disorder (or ptsd) is a disorder in which the sufferer has experienced death (real or threatened), serious injury (real or threatened, or sexual abuse (real or threatened). edward leaving bella’s life abruptly and totally, in a devestating way, could easily mimic the psychological trauma of death. in order to meet criteria
criterion a must be met,
sufferer experienced or witnessed the event firsthand
one symptom or more of criterion b must be met,
unexpected recurring, involuntary, and intrusive upsetting memories of event
repeated upsetting dreams related to event
dissociation or flashbacks related to event
strong and persistent distress upon exposure to cues related to event
strong physical reaction upon exposure to reminder of event
one symptom or more of criterion c must be met,
avoidance of thoughts, feelings, or physical sensations that remind sufferer of event
avoidance or people, places, conversations, activities, objects, or situations that remind sufferer of event
three symptoms or more from criterion d must be met,
inability to remember important aspect of event
persistent and elevated negative evaluation of self, others, and the world (i.e. ‘i am unlovable’)
elevated self-blame or blame of others about cause/consequence of event
negative emotional state
loss of interest in activities previously enjoyed
feeling detached
inability to experience positive emotions
three symptoms or more from criterion e must be met,
irritability or aggressive behavior
impulsive or self-destructive behavior
hypervigilance against danger
heightened startle response
difficulty concentrating
problems sleeping
and criteria f (symptoms last for more than a month), criterion g (symptoms bring considerable distress and/or interfere with daily functioning) and criterion h (symptoms are not due to a medical condition must be met). again, criteria met by bella is bolded.
bella more than meets the diagnostic criteria for ptsd. she has intrusive thoughts about edward leaving, dreams every night about it, plenty of flashbacks, she has to get rid of anything that reminds her of him, going to far as to claw out the stereo from her car with his bare hands, she feels physical aching in her chest as if there’s an actual hole there whenever she thinks about/is reminded of edward, thinks his abandonment of her is justified because she could never be enough for him, stops hanging out with friends and listening to music, has trouble sleeping, can’t concentrate on anything besides school, disassociates for months, and starts cliff-jumping and riding motorcycles. the stress from edward’s abrupt departure ruins her life. she undeniably suffers from ptsd. even in eclipse, when the stressful event has been supposedly remedied, she has to ask edward to stay with her and not fight because she feels as if she would die if she lost him again. bella is the textbook definition of someone who suffers from ptsd.
sorry for the long-winded response. as far as accurate representations of mental health smeyer was pretty accurate in her depiction of ptsd. mental health is something i’m passionate about and felt it was important to be thorough when going through some possible theories as to what, if any, disorders bella suffered from.
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hello it’s ur fave goblin artemis popping back on to get my shit together enough to post an intro for my softer boi peyton who mildly has shit together but slightly more than mickey jdnjkds. u know the drill my dudes !!
( shawn mendes, cismale, he/him ) ↷ hey, that’s PEYTON DEBARROS who’s originally from SEATTLE, WASHINGTON. i heard they’re NINETEEN and have been working on the ship as POSEIDON WAITSTAFF for SIX MONTHS. other passengers seem to say they’re OVER-ANALYTICAL and FICKLE, but are also known to be COMPASSIONATE and DILIGENT. when they’re missing home, i heard THE SMELL OF CITRUS & HIS OLDER BROTHER’S CLASS RING. can always cheer them up. ↷
okie so to start off, peyton was born into a fairly middle class family in seattle, washington where his mom was a pediatrician and his dad was a police officer for the city and it was the typical white picket fence kind of life with peyton, his older brother samuel ( 22 ) and his younger brother jesse ( 18 )
tbh normal was the most likely word that peyton would use to describe his life ?? he got along with his parents and brothers for the most part and kept his head down in school and mainly focused on his studies ?? loved reading and could definitely read a whole book in a day if he wanted ,, which he has done multiple times bc ya boi has a membership at barnes and noble and has no chill jslkfjdsl
his parents always tell him how much of a quieter child he was in comparison to samuel and jesse bc both are actually big into sports and the whole All American Boy type of persona with being great at football and flirting with pretty girls and having girlfriends where peyton kind of just .. existed ?? lmao idk how to exPLAIN
he kind of just went through the motions, was definitely considered the quiet and geeky kid in his class and made ppl surprised since samuel was v popular when he was in school and with jesse a grade below him, it was more believable that sam and jesse were related than peyton being their brother ?? just bc the stark difference in personalities
peyton didn’t mind much since he usually kept to his own devices, had his own small group of friends and went through the motions of high school and his part time job as a server at a popular restaurant in seattle ,, def one of the kids in all a.p classes and excels in all of his classes without needing to study much ?? but he does anyway bc he figures it’s a better past time than partying or drinking
definitely wears his heart on his sleeve and more in touch with his emotions than his brothers ,, loves them but also a bit :// since they tend to pick on him and tease him about being the black sheep among the debarros brothers and when jesse does it during school hours or just talks to him at his locker peyton can’t help but feel slightly uncomfortable ?? just prefers blending in rather than sticking out
9/10 times u see him he probably has his headphones in bc music is a nice escape for him and it helps him focus rather than on ppl surrounding him since he’s not the biggest fan of large crowds of being the center of attention
more of an introvert who prefers nights in watching shows on netflix than big nights out .. i picture a v sad time when peyton was in high school that bc he is v attractive bc hello shawn mendes ,, samuel and jesse dragged peyton to a party once and tried to get peyton to lose his virginity and got a girl to try and seduce him ?? peyton was v uncomfortable and he was too anxious to say no when she brought him to a bedroom and little did he know that his brothers were filming in the closet ,, smh
peyton got as far as kissing before pushing away when she tried to unbuckle his pants and then found out about his brothers and just felt v humiliated and didn't speak to his brothers for a good two weeks after that and just retreated further into himself
that experience kind of just ,, ruined sexual encounters for him and for as much as he just wants to rid of his virginity since he feels like it’s a giant neon sign over his head, he’s too nervous to attempt anything ?? given he’s attracted to both guys and girls he’s just too lost in his head and potential romantic / sexual encounters make him anxious
he graduated as valedictorian in his grade and even though he’s incredibly brilliant, peyton is completely lost of what he wants to do ?? and that was solidified when sam went off to join the marines and peyton couldn’t decide which college to commit to .. so his parents let him have a year off to figure things out
peyton came across horizon and thought it would be good to get out of his comfort zone and apply as a waiter at poseidon’s table since he had experience and figured ppl would tip gr8 .. so he got the seal of approval from his parents and he’s here to make extra money to save for college and see the world
he’s v protected bc his parents kind of babied him a bit ,, his mom loved him since he was the softer of his sons and they connected well emotionally and for as tough as his dad was, he was v supportive to peyton and he has great communication with his mom and dad ,, they both grounded his brothers for a month after they finally got peyton to tell them about the Incident nfjdsjfkl
so yeah just more so observant and quiet since he likes to watch ppl rather than jump head first in ,, v thoughtful but can lead to him over analyzing situations but overall a v sweet bub who is hoping to make some friends and memories as he figures out what the hell he wants to do with his life
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g’day, folks! its me, vina, and this time i’ve actually got some neat-o things to say about my character !! so, click beneath the cut for bullet points & fun facts about roseline wynters. i’ll hopefully have a plot page up soon bc im working on it right now, but if u like what u read and would like to rp / plot, pls hit me up !!
a lil bit of history;
so. let me begin w the easiest of things- meet roseline “rose” wynters, the twenty one year old daughter of elsa i’ve played sporadically since,, the end of march, 2014. so. she’s definitely not new !!
but she has been given a new lease of life & as such, i’m erasing.. a lot of what i did prev. with her. she’s still been in and out of wda and some things are staying the same, but pivotal parts of old!rose like.. everything w calla fiore and carter forrester, some plots i did, etc, they’re all erased completely.
rose is,, difficult
that’s the only way i can think to describe her
she’s very loud and outspoken and she has always sorta been the thorn in her mama’s side
and here’s a huge change- she wasn’t the only one, anymore !! rose used to be an only child, but now she has a (much) older brother named christian- he’s mayhaps going to make an appearance eventually, and as such i dont’t wanna go into too much detail about him. but.. rose is still crown princess of arendelle, when.. having an older brother should mean he’s crown prince. there is a story there. he, too, has been a problem child. someday u will all understand
anywaY
back to rose
she’s got ice powers like her mama but.. she’s vastly more in control of them. she just doesn’t rly.. use them. ever. well. she does, but in public, it’s rare- they mightn’t scare her, but she’s met other ppl who are scared, so she keeps herself chill.
in spite of this. she has a rly quick temper.. like.. she goes from 0 to 100 in an instant and it’s not good, bc the one time she does begin to lose control is when she’s angry
many a snowstorm has been created by rose wynters losing her goddamn chill
she has a tiger, which is like. one of the most important things u need to know about her. his name is kumal & he’s actually just remaining canon from past rose (bc she adopted him yrs ago when we had a wda petshop thing up and running but the story now is a little different). he’s enchanted- for now- to stay roughly abt.. six, maybe seven months old, appearance wise. so he’s p big but not massive, but still.. he’s a tiger. she walks around w a tiger at her heels. that’s rose.
back to her actual history
she acted out first and then she decided the only way she could get attention was by running away and she’s been doing that ever since
at this point, elsa’s like.. all ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ about it on the outside, but internally screaming always bc her daughter is the absolute worst
she shirks all her responsibilities- like. she literally does not care abt this princess gig- and instead she goes all around the world, meeting new ppl, seeing new places, and she comes back eventually but she always goes again
and its not even abt attention anymore- rose is sort of. missing something, i guess. and she’s sort of searching for that missing something in her own way, but im not quite sure if she’ll ever find it. in fact. im positive she won’t
fun facts;
she’s very smart but.. not in a way which has kept her grades up. she knows the world, she knows different cultures and whatnot, she has all this knowledge she’s picked up on adventures across the lands- but then she comes back here and its all very ordinary to her
she’s an artist, of sorts, who likes to take pictures and sketch different people and places and things she sees, but she’s nothing special- very amateur
but she IS a collector, of everything and anything. knowledge, material items, etc etc. its all the same to rose.
her room is a mess of clutter, all different things she’s brought back from around the world, rugs piled upon other rugs, scarves and fabrics hanging around the ceiling, books and ornaments piled messily. her pockets are filled with oddities and her arms are covered in fading bracelets and bands and she always without fail has a different patterned headscarf to tie around her hair, and its all because she collects these things and they surround her in every day life.
she’s as much an oddity in buena vista as the different knick knacks that fill her pockets are- she’s always one step out of sync, never quite fitting in, never quite knowing enough to. she has so much knowledge, but it’s never enough.
her attention is easily taken, so.. thatll be fun to play w. rose picks up a hobby and within a week she’s dropped it for a new one. she’s decided to do something, and as soon as something else comes along, she’s changed her mind and gone off to do that. she’s always restless and ready and willing to do something new, even at the expense of something old.
she always smells like lavender and she has a rly wholesome sorta style like. u will see thru fashion posts i reblog but.. she’s very vintage i love her
a cool new style phone ?? no thank u rose wynters has an old nokia brick phone that is indestructible and will get her thru life. no facebook messenger for her !!
books are her thing. she loves to read- she loves to learn things, as evidenced by how she rly immerses herself in all the new places she visits, and before she used to travel books were her only escape. she’s an avid reader to this day
but she’s also into spooky stuff !! she watches buzzfeed unsolved and all those sorta things, she loves the ~*~supernatural~*~ and ghosts and ghoulies but tbh i think she mostly wants to debunk it all
she takes great pleasure but she’s also like ‘i want to prove this wrong’
anyway i cant think of anything else and ik i once again got long winded but.. rose is an important af character to me Okay she’s been rocking around forever
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