Welcome to New Orleans Ashley! You have been accepted as Molly Marin (Debby Ryan FC). Please look over the New Member Checklist, and send us your account within 24 hours, or your role will be reopened. Send us an ask from your account for the OOC blog, as well as your Skype name.
OOC Player Information:
Name: Ashley/ Ash
Preferred Pronouns (she, he, her, him, etc.): she/her/hers
Age: 19
Timezone/State: EST/ EDT/ Michigan
Triggers? Spiders, animal abuse/cruelty *** This is super, super big for me.
Activity Level: I’m able to be on when I’m not working. I work 4 days a week, but generally am able to get on after work (which kinda means I’ll be on at crazy hours, sometimes after midnight). When school comes in September I’ll be a bit slower but I always try to at least get my replies out.
Do you have experience in roleplaying? I admin epilogueroleplay and have for around 4ish years. I’ve played Rose Weasley more times than I can count. My oldest roleplay blog is 4 years old (and was actually my first tumblr roleplay, and it’s still active!!) You can find that here.
Preferred roleplay format: (para, gif chats, short paras, etc) I prefer paras but gif chats are sometimes simply more convienent.
Password? St. Jude—-Florence & the Machine
How did you hear about us? Well I saw your roleplay a couple months back and stalked it a bit, then Verie told me to apply so here I am!
Molly Marin✗ 20 ✗ Mermaid
“They are wicked, they are arrogant. They are enticing, they are their sins personified. (Or so they want you to believe.) They are not who you think they are, they are liars.”
↳ Occupation/Major
Architecture
↳ The Past
Molly had a relatively normal upbringing. Her parents were well respected people, if not a little feared. She realized from a young age that she hated everything that her parents stood for. Being a mermaid came with a lot of stipulations; you had to be seductive and submissive at the same time. There are things that she loves about being a child of the sea, such as freedom of the water whenever she wants. It’s easy to get away from the problems plaguing you when you can grow a tail and swim away. When she was introduced to the human world, gifted with her very own necklace that allowed her to gain legs, she was determined to learn everything. Books were her new oasis–something that she couldn’t imagine ever living without.
Her parents were completely against her studying to be an architect, stating that it was impractical for her to have such a degree when she could just as easily survive very comfortably under the waves. There was nothing Molly wanted more than to make a name for herself. Just because she doesn’t have a soul doesn’t mean she shouldn’t be able to be successful. Not everyone needs love and a soul to get by. Her parents refused to accept that as an answer and told her if she decided to do that she would be banned from them forever. As an only child, she hardly had anything keeping her there; so she decided it was time to move on.
↳ The Present
Since her banishment she’s turned bitter and resentful. She does everything she can to separate herself from the person her parents wanted her to be; while also cutting off anyone and everyone who could change her (for worse or for better). Molly worries constantly that she won’t be successful and eventually she’ll have no choice but to go back to the sea alone and rejected from the world. Her struggle is currently keeping herself sane while doing everything she can to focus on her studies and her part time job making shell jewelry with the items she collects during the time she’s forced into the sea. Those are her worst days, but she tries to make the best of them.
She has actively avoided making any sort of connections at the school. Her best friend is her fish named Oscar and her journal that she doodles in almost constantly. Since leaving her family she’s learned small things about herself such as, she loves making candles, writing poems, and watching the rain from the shore. When she got to school she started interior design, her apartment looks like it came straight from a catalog. Like most people her age, she’s still trying to figure things out. Her parents controlled so much of who she was that she’s still not sure of who she really is.
↳ Personality
Molly was outgoing and happy as a child until she realized how cruel her parents were. It flipped her life completely upside down. Her take on the world changed from one of positive optimism to that of repulsion. She learned to be distrustful and arrogant to push people away, even those people with good intentions. In all honesty, she’s lost and doesn’t know who she is or if she can even be positive while still being herself. Molly resents change or anything that resembles it and tries to actively avoid it which in turn, changes her sometimes.
↳ Current Connections
TBA
↳ Details
Faceclaim: Halsey
Alternate Faceclaims: Debby Ryan - Approved by Admins, Gabriella Wilde
Housing: Bayou St. John
Status: Taken?
Player: Ashley
Your character has been taken by hunters to be tortured, how do they respond?
Molly was brought up to expect torture of some sort from oppositions to her family. The Marin family are known for their warrior ancestors, both as mercenaries and rulers. Most of her relatives had become accustomed to being tortured in ways such as lashing, cutting, etc. Mental torture was something her parents had made sure she was defended against, unfortunately that meant she had been put through many torturing techniques when she was growing up. Torture wouldn’t work on her normally, unless it’s intense to the point of breaking her strong resolve. She was taught to laugh in the face of her torturers.
Your character has been offered a huge sum of money to take a life, how do they respond?
Like I mentioned, her family are a family of mercenaries and she resents her family to an unreal degree. That is the only reason she wouldn’t do it–she’s got the moral greyness (is that a word?) it takes to execute the task. She would respond by being slightly offended then get over it in a huff.
Para Sample: (1-2 paragraphs, at least 500 words, in third person. Must be in character.)
It was raining that morning. The sky matched her mood, dark and foreboding and she loved it. She was incredibly comfortable, curled up on her futon with a book in her hands; she had gone to the bookstore no less than fifteen times in the past week–she had been burning through books like crazy. It had started as boredom and blossomed into a way to escape from all the unwanted thoughts of her parents and the sea that was crashing and tumbling just outside of her door. She hadn’t only picked up books during her trips. On her way she had found a record shop. The door had been open and through it she heard the most wonderful melody. Under the sea there was music of sorts, but nothing so melodic. Immediately, she’d picked up a record player and a few albums by various artists. The man behind the counter hadn’t seemed shocked that she didn’t own one, in fact he was quite helpful in picking out albums for beginners. He had given her a starter kit that included The Beatles, Queen, Nirvana, and Beyonce. So far she liked Queen the best, it was currently spinning lazily on the record player, keeping her company.
If her parents could see her now, enjoying the culture of the people on land they would be furious. That thought alone was enough to bring a smile to her face. The moment she had stepped on land for good she had decided that she was going to really separate herself from them. When she came into some money she decided to get a tattoo. She heard tales about sailors with tattoos that meant different things. Some got symbols for various reasons, protection mostly. Some had their significant other’s names, or names of people they loved. She had decided to get a reminder–a reminder to trust only herself. It was a quote that said “above all, to thine own self be true”; a quote from Shakespeare’s Hamlet that was greatly misquoted. It didn’t mean “be true to who you are”, rather, it meant “don’t trust anyone but yourself”; something Molly had become an expert at in her 20 years on Earth.
The book she had picked up was a collection of fairytales. Apparently, her life was considered a fairytale. She’d been unable to chose from just one–humans had a habit of writing and rewriting stories to tell some level of “truth” in their eyes. Disney, which was a successful company (she was told) had made a film called The Little Mermaid. The first time she had just grabbed the condensed version of the fairytale in the form of a small glossy book. It was the first thing that had made her smile in years. The ridiculousness inaccurate portrayal of mermaids was completely comical. Tritan reminded her of her father, but he was okay with Ariel marrying a human in the end which would never happen with her actual father. Ariel got a happy ending, and those didn’t happen in real life. When she went back to the store she found an older version of the tale. In this version, Ariel got a real ending–she jumped to the sea and turned into foam. Not that that would happen, but her human left her (which humans do, from what she’d been told). All of the stories had one thing in common, the mermaids never wanted their princes to die. It would never be true in the real world–mermaids have one agenda, and that’s to feel.