ROSE, AMBER ISOBEL

[Amber Isobel Rose]

amber rose

I'M ALWAYS ON THE RUN. IT'S THE ONLY LIFE I KNOW.

NAME: Ambria Isobella Nikolette Della Rossa
NICKNAME: Amber
AGE: 593/19
BIRTHDAY 16/06/1413
GENDER: female
OCCUPATION: N/A
SPECIES: vampire (carnivore)
ABILITY: Gravitation Manipulation

EYE COLOR: Red (Human: dark brown)
HEIGHT: 5' 8"
WEIGHT: 121 lb
BUILD: slender
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: birthmark on her wrist
GENERAL APPEARANCE: Amber has long, loosely curled dark brown hair which reaches down to her waist. Like any vampire, she has the same supernaturally pale, beautiful skin and vivid crimson eyes. Her eyes are almond shaped and framed with thick, long lashes. When she was human, they were a dark brown color but are now bright red due to her diet. Her nose is small and she has a heart shaped face with quite a strong jaw line and high cheek bones. She has a slender, curvy figure and although she appears delicate and dainty, she is far stronger then even the strongest human. Her body is forever frozen at the age of nineteen. She weighs about 121 pounds and is 5' 8". She likes to dress quite fashionably. Dark skinny jeans, dresses and heels are her favored items of clothing. Her style is dark, seductive, sophisticated and a bit vintage.

MOTHER: Alessandra Della Rossa, 48, Dogaressa {Deceased}
FATHER: Giovanni Della Rossa, 50, Doge {Deceased}
SIBLINGS: Antonio Della Rossa, 55, Diplomat {Deceased}
Julius Della Rossa, 34, Millitary Commander {Deceased}
Marino Della Rossa, 69, Ambassador {Deceased}
OTHERS: N/A
PETS: N/A
BEST MEMORY: Playing childhood games with her brothers.
WORST MEMORY: Being turned into a vampire.

HISTORY: Amber was born Ambria Isobella Nikolette Della Rossa in the summer of 1413 in Venice, Italy. She grew up in a wealthy, aristocratic family and her father was elected Dodge of Venice. She had a wonderful childhood and she never had any troubles growing up. She would often play games around the house with her elder brothers and try to steal food from the cook. Her mother would brush her hair and tell her stories before she went to bed and her father showered her with gifts to show his affection. She was a very innocent child who captured people's affection with her big brown eyes and pouty lips. She was very delicate and was quite the klutz. She would slip and fall down quite a lot and almost fell into the grand canal once as a child.  It was like gravity had a pull on her. Because everyone saw her as a precious jewel, her family were protective of her and undermined her.

As she grew older, she was still he same innocent, childish girl. Her parents expected her to be much more mature and she had to except her responsibility and duty. Her father wanted to have her off and married like her brothers but also wanted her to be mature and sensible like other girls her age. Ambria was far from that. He knew that with her beauty, charm and sizable dowery, he would have no trouble finding a worthy man for her. But she would refuse his offer because she childish, irresponsible, lacked sense and had a silly infatuation with a military soldier in the navy. His name was Dimitri and he was toying with Ambria's heart since they met in the market. When her father discovered them, he payed no mind to it but it became problematic when he was getting in the way of his daughter's future. Ambria was forced to sit down with her father to talk about a young aristocrat's proposal. Things were said and a heated arguement grew between them. He would insult the young soldier and her naive behaviour but when she brought up her father's secret mistress, he slapped her. She couldn't even look at him and ran to her bedroom away from judgemental eyes. That night, her father ordered to have the boy killed. She had no choice but to accept the stranger's proposal.

Ambria and her betrothed were walking the streets of Venice one evening when suppenly he was ripped from her arms and held up against the wall screaming. She couldn't see his face but she could tell he was killing him so she ran to find help. When the vampire finished him off, he turned to Ambrria and bit her. The vampire could here people coming to answer her cries for help so rather then slaughtering more people, he ran off and left Ambria in the street. The men brought Ambria home wrething in pain and her mother took care of her for those three days. When Ambria woke up, she uncontrolably slaughtered her mother, father and all of the house servents in thirst. She couldn't register what she did or what she was. She felt angry at herself, angry at her father and angry at whoever changed her. Ambria could tell people would try to come for her so she buried the bodies and ran. She ran far from Venice and spent some time alone to think. While alone in the forest, she caught the scent of a vampire and followed it. She found some members of the Volturi hunting and they took her to Aro, Marcus and Caius.  Aro explained to her what she was and offered her a place in the Volturi as a guard. It was while she was in the Volturi that she discovered her remarkable power over Gravity. She learned how to control it and was made a very valuable member of the guard.

Her power had limits though and it tired her out and made her crave blood more often. The Volturi constantly pushed her to use it and push past her limits. She didn't like how greedy they were and left without saying goodbye. Those who tried to stop her, she killed. She ran away but guards were looking for her. Ambria had to live out her days running from the Volturi and still is although the chase isn't as intense. Years went by and Ambria found herself enjoying America. She felt she had to modernize her name and took the name Amber Rose although there are still those who call her Ambria.

ALIAS: Bambie
AGE: Eighteen
EXPERIENCE: about five or six years.
OTHER CHARACTERS: none yet.
HOW YOU FOUND US: caution 2.0 is a wonderful thing.
RP SAMPLE: Anya took her first steps carefully on to the ice. She wobbled a bit. It had been a while. Anya couldn't help remembering how around Christmas at the foster home, they'd take all the orphans ice skating, something Anya always looked forward too. She also remembered staying with a family for a while during the winter too. A terrible family, but they lived beside this huge lake that freezed over and every day she would go outside and spend hours just skating. She just slid around on the ice with her friend goofing around in the snow. It was something she liked looking back on in her child hood.
As Anya put on her skates and took to the ice, it took her a while to remember how to move her feet but she soon got used to it again and remembered what to do. She was a good skater as a child. Very good. She used to go into town into the city to an ice rink somewhere and practiced. She though herself some moves and watched the other figure skaters glide around the ice. Ah memories. But as she grew older, she went less frequently. She didn't loose interest though. Anya just grew much more...rebellious. Who isn't at that age?

But now she was finally free to do what she wanted. She was new to the city and wasn't sure how to spend her time. She had hours to kill before she had to work and the last thing she wanted to do was hang out with her new roommate, Ms. all Sugar and Sunshine. She wasn't in the mood for that much energy today. But aleast she was polite, the other guy was practically avoiding her. She had only seen him once or twice but he hadn't actually spoken to her. Maybe he was shy, maybe he was a jackass, it was too soon to tell.

She started to skate slowly around the rink, looking around her and taking the atmosphere in. There were quite a lot of people there, some adults and couples, a lot of teens skating very carelessly and even a few kids having fun. She noticed one from the corner of her eye having a pretty hard time on the ice and seemed to have bumped into a man three times his size and was now clinging to the side of the rink for his dear life. Anya rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile at the poor boy and stifle a small laugh. Gliding faster and faster on the smooth icy surface, Soon it felt effortless and she found herself practicing some of those old tricks she hadn't done in a long time. God, she missed this. She couldn't think of why she hadn't went skating sooner.

It was fun, yes but Anya really got annoyed with the pare of lovie-dovie idiots getting in her way. It was almost like they were trying to irritate her since no matter where she moved on the ice, they moved in front of her. Holding hands, they spread out taking up a lot of the damn space to the point where Anya purposefully bumped into him and made them both stumble out of her way. And if that wasn't enough, she couldn't bare to look at the group of ignorant, pre-teen idiots butchering the ice up for her as she made another circle 'round the rink. Instead of complaining, she simply sit down for a while until some of the people left and had some coffee.

Apart from that,she was really enjoying herself and even started talking to a few of the really good skaters on the rink, goofing around. They shared skating tricks and mostly just had fun. She tried avoiding collision with the small kids was not so successful with the awkward but determined little boy who was still trying to find his feet. Anya had a soft spot for small children and this one definitely pulled on her heart strings. So being nice, she decided to help him a little bit until he got the hang on it. She wasn't to successful.

Anya quickly looked at the time. She still had an hour or so before she'd go get something to eat. She continued skating at fast pace around the rink and was doing backwards crossovers when suddenly the small, pint sized kid came swerving rapidly towards her while she wasn't paying attention, grabbing for her arm in a desperate attempt to stay balanced. She stumbled as he fell to the ground, almost pulling her with him but Anya managed to keep her balance. The noise when the kid's head hit the ice made Anya cringe. Anya squinted her eyes together tightly and though to herself, 'Great!Just what I need'. He would definitely need some ice for that.

One of the workers came over as she tried to help him up off the cold ice. “Alright there?” he asked the boy and then turned to her as if to ask the same question. 'Wait..' she paused and stared at his face for a second. Here eyes widened in recognition. So she finally got to meet the mysterious and illusive roommate. She wouldn't have recognised him in his work clothes. Heck, She wouldn't have known him at all if she didn't catch a glimpse of his face that morning. She smirked and replied sarcastically,"Ha yea I'm great, how the hell are you?".

Then she remembered the little situation. Anya turned to the small boy in front of her with tear stained cheeks. She smiled warmly at him. "C'mon I think you need some ice for that head" and she held his hand and helped him off the rink. She turned to her room mate. "Sorry we haven't actually met yet. I'm Anya. Anya Anderson, your roomie?" she said with an amused tone in her voice and stuck out her free hand. They could finally break the ice.

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TEMPLATE BY ELIZA @ SHADOWPLAY & RCR

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