Juliana Ramos, from Bitten: The Rivals, a roleplay on RPG

“Excuse me while I kiss the sky.”
― Jimi Hendrix

【More Than Just A Pretty Face...】
“Everyday I try to look my best, even though inside I’m such a mess…”
― Skylar Grey

☞Full Name☜
My name is Juliana Santana Ramon-Lopez, long I know but it's a Spanish thing... I cannot help that. I only use my mother's last name because my father didn't play a huge role in my life. *shrugs*

☞Nicknames☜
Oh, with a name like Juliana what do you think? Of course there are the obvious ones like Ju Ju, Jules, JJ, and J. But, some people got creative and came up with the nickname Juliet. I don't allow anyone to call me by it though.

☞Race☜
Go ahead, make your jokes. I've heard them all already. But, I am a werewolf.

☞Powers☜
I am very large and have a bit more control of myself then other wolves do. Which is pretty hard to be able to say to someone. Other then that, I am pretty fast, in both forms. And, not to brag but my stamina, sense of smell, sense of hearing, sense of direction, and sight are all heightened. And, I am also the small... in both forms and I might not have the strength but I have to speed.

☞Role☜
I'm the scout of the pack, along with two others but, out of them all. I am by far the best.

☞Age☜
I'm young, I'm only twenty two.

☞Sexual Orientation☜
And since we were that close that you could ask me such a question?! Just kidding, I really don't give a crap what people think. My preference is my preference and mine alone. I'm heterosexual though.

☞Markings☜
I have a few tattoos on my body; One on my upper back of a cross one on my right shoulder blade of the quote "Never look back.", and the last one is on myleft side of a Dia De Los Muertos girl.

【Behind The Mechanics】

“When you feel my heat, look into my eyes. It’s where my demons hide. It’s where my demons hide.”
― Imagine Dragons, Demons

☞Likes☜
Moonlight Walks | Italian Food | Mixed Martial Arts | Jogging | Practicing | Being The Best | Arguing | Wicked (The Musical) | Winning | Italy | Starbucks | Chocolate | The Outdoors | Music (Folk, Indie, and Italian) | Using Sarcasm | Being By Myself | Reading | Sports | Being In Control | Things Done My Way | The Rain | Giving Advice | Soap Operas (Days of Our Lives, CentoVetrine , and General Hospital) | Music in General | My Friends | Dogs | Spicy Food | Swimming | My Pack | Tropical Birds "They are so beautiful." | The Alpha | Arguing | Speaking Spanish | Steak | Arizona Tea | Jogging | Stability | Things Being The Same | Organization | Dancing In The Rain | Bonfires | Dressing Up Once and A While | Her Boyfriend, Danny

☞Dislikes☜
Slow Dancing | Crying | Being Upset | Jealously | Pop, Rap, and Country Music | Abuse of Children | Being Lied To | Losing | Not Having Control | Lazy People | Fast Food | Reality Television | Cheaters | Getting Hurt | People With No Respect | Pity | People Asking About Her Past | The Rumors About Her Past | Sex/Having Sex | Romance in most situations | Weak People | The Word "Moist" | Death | Fire | Pain | My Scars | People Not Saying My Last Name Right | Jerks | Bullies | Those Bloodsuckers | Depressed People | Shots | Violence | Aggression | Needles | Anger: I hate having angry people in my life. | Falling in Love: I always end up leaving in the end...| Distractions | The Cacciatori | Losing Someone She Cares About

☞Fears and Phobias☜
| Alleyways | Never Starting A Family | Being Left Alone For Life | Fear of Puppets Please....don't ask | Abandonment | Being Bullied | Abuse | The Pitch Dark | Folklores: I believe in that shit! | Losing Another Child | Dying | The Afterlife | Going Deaf |

☞Aspirations/Dreams☜
I'm not one for thinking into the future, so I don't have a lot of dreams. But, I do want to live a long life and be with someone who loves me for me. Wolf and all. Other than that, I've always wanted to finish my education, go to college, get a career in art or something, Hell I don't know.

☞Secrets☜
I'm not one for secrets, I'm pretty much an open book to my pack. I mean, they know I have a human boyfriend, they know about my past, hell, I've told my closest friends about my pregnancy scare last year. I don't have any deep dark secrets like everyone else... Well, maybe the fact that I am losing my hearing slowly but surely... Ok, so what I'm going deaf! What's the big deal about it?

☞Personality☜
| Sarcastic, Strong, Determined, A Fighter, Intelligent, Protective |
"I will or could never be just one thing, I have many different parts of my personality that makes me... me. They all make me Angelina Santiago. To some, I know I come off as that responsible and mature woman, like a strong woman who knows herself, who she is, what she wants. And to others, and I know this for a fact, I come off as the strict and cold-heated Beta, unable feel an empathy for others. However, this Cuban here isn't one or the other. I'm both. I am true to my heritage and the way she was raised. I have always been as passionate, caring, and strong as my mother, Anya. I am a bit head head just like my mother was and in some cases, I can be far more stubborn than I should be. I am surprisingly one not to act on instinct. I just can't do it. I'm always the one slowing down and taking the time to think something through before making a decision. This fact leads me to sometimes think too much, a habit I've been trying to break. But, for the last twenty four years it has not been able to be broken. But like my father I am determined, protective, and a leader when needed. Having the heart of a bull. I am not one to take pity from anyone about anything and isn't above snapping on someone who sees me as inferior to them. And, I live to prove those types of people wrong. Which has made my father very proud. Something that I have always wanted to place from him; pride and acceptance.

I am, in two words, intelligent and sarcastic. I have what you Americans call a "sharp tongue", and I'm always ready with a quick comment or a sarcastic remark towards anyone, though I never mean to cause real harm to anyone. I am also one to always throw myself into everything I do even if that means having to keep at it for hours on end. Like I have done with my training and my dreams of becoming a leader of sorts. Which has been my dreams for the past, what... 26 years of my life. Since I was born, I knew what I wanted to do. And with those years behind me, I hate to lose or losing no matter what it is whether it's a case or a simple match of basketball. I hate losing to anyone! I do enjoy and love sports and I'm always at her best when I'm in a competitive mood to be frank. And then of course, I like to stay active, and with that, I have a strict schedule. Which has made her stricter on myself than how my parents were which is hard to believe but it is true. She has much control over myself and my decisions, always being the one to think of the outcomes. This is the part of me that I need to feel as if I have done something with my life and that everything that happened to her in her life means something that will help me in the long run.

Thus leading into the part of me no one ever sees: the insecure woman, the one who fears being forgotten and hurt so I second-guess every decision I make because it might not be good enough. This is the part of myself that I hide from the world. Not wanting to look weak. To anyone or incapable of anything. Even those close to me only ever get glimpses, never the full truth of the person that lies far from my serious surface. Overall, l'm like most people in the world who just wants to have all her hard work lead up to... something, anything that is worth remembering in history. Even is that means pushing the people away that I have taken for granted once and a while."

【A Glimpse Into The Past...】

“I can't drown my demons they know how to swim.”
― Bring Me The Horizon

☞Place of Origin☜
As you can tell, I have a rather thick accent, I mean I am Cuban on my father's side after all. I was born in the beautiful city of Santiago de Cuba, Cuba. Where I was raised most of my life. I moved to New Orleans when I turned fourteen though and then came to Italy when I was seventeen. So, of course I picked up the accent.

☞History☜
Hola and welcome to the story of my life, So grab a seat and some popcorn and listen as I tell you everything. My name is Angelina Maria Santiago-Leon and I was born in Miami Florida for the most part but, days later I was taken to the beautiful city Santiago de Cuba on the amazing and topical island known only as Cuba to a young and not married couple. Their names, I can't really remember but, in the news article I have of them it says their names were Candelaria Encarnición Leon-King, a young French woman who had came to America for vacation until she met the man known as Leodanis Javier Santiago, who just so happened to live in Cuba but came to Miami for a business trip. When she found out she was having me, they both decided on moving to Cuba where his family was. And, just like every teenage parent, my mother thought that my father would stay around once I was born. That was not the case. The day my mom came home from the hospital, my father was gone. No trace of him left in their home. And, what did my mother decide to do since it obviously my fault that I was born. So, from the age of two. She abused me. She would hit me with anything she could find, a remote, a high heel shoe, and even a piece of sugar cane from our garden. She starve me for days by locking me into my closet... It was so terrifying for me to suffer through it for almost three years. But, when I reached the age of five years old. She had enough. She left me in an alley, where she said she would be right back. Man, that was a load of bullshit. I waited for a couple a days for her to return with the candy she promised me. After actually getting it. I started to walk around the city for the foster center..... I got lost. Of course, being of the age of five. A young married American couple asked if I was lost and I said yes. They took me to the police to find my mother. But, it was no use. I was so young and didn't know her entire name. By the sign of the large scar on my right arm, they didn't want to find my mother. They said how they couldn't take me with them to their home in the United States. They were devastated but did everything they could to find me a group home that would treat me well. And the one they put me in was nice, it was not glamorous but it was better than my home life with the demon spawn of a mother. And until the age of sixteen, that where I lived with other children who were abandoned by the loved ones all for different reasons, some because of mental illnesses and other were just like me. They were just unloved and unwanted and... It hurt knowing that there were other parents doing this to their children. But, none had scars like I did.

When I was of the age of thirteen and woman walked in, claiming to be my mother. No one believed her but the moment I set my eyes on her... I knew. I knew it was her but, at the same time it wasn't. She was happy and smiling and married for fuck's sake! She was saying how she had changed and that wanted me back so I could live with her, my father, and my other siblings. I was young and naive so without thinking, I went. I was sad about leaving everyone in the group home but, I promised to always write them and be there for them whenever they needed me. I returned to our home village to this massive house that they all lived in which surprised me. I couldn't believe my mother and father actually fell back in love after she got rid of me. Worst thing is after they got back together is that they had more kids! Four to specify. And, I'm just thinking "Was I really that bad?" Yet, they did treat me like their other kids. They spoiled me and did whatever they had to in order for me to forgive them. I did. And, I'm happy I did. I could never see my life without parents in it, I'm not Batman... Bad joke. Anyways, after that I began getting a better education and graduated with a 3.8 GPA which wasn't bad. And at the age of eighteen when I graduated, I decided to try and leave Cuba in order to have a better life in America so what do I do? Like a dumbass, I get on a boat with my parents, siblings, and older cousin, Felipe to try to get to Miami... It worked! Don't get me wrong but, still it was dumb nonetheless. We ended up all being residents because our parents were smart, they took us to America where we were born and them raise in Cuba. Making us residents of the United States. Genius, right? So, we continued living our lives.

I then decided to go off on my own and move to the city of New Orleans, Louisiana. There is where my life changed forever. I got a house not far from this mansion which supposedly was where werewolves claimed years back, I didn't believe it. I thought they were normal people, they looked normal and seemed normal... Except for their tempers but, whatever. I was jogging in a small section of the woods that was my neighbors' and I begin to hear something. Before I know it I see this giant ass wolf stop right in front of me, look me right before I turned the opposite direction to get myself out of there. Hey, don't laugh! If you have a giant black wolf chasing you, what are you gonna do?! Let it get you?! Of course not, you run. And when I started running, I began to feel myself changing, I was getting faster, stronger, and well... I began to have a temper erupt that I never ha before. That's when I changed into my wolf form for the first time. Turns out, the that's what the jackass was trying to do, he somehow knew I was a wolf and he was trying to get me to change. Dick move, by the way but it made me feel as if I finally was complete. And that's what I need to feel. for once, I felt as if I knew exactly who I was and I loved feeling like that. When I told my parents they said they knew, it was a thing that was in our family for generations but only the "purest of the heart" got the gift. Which is why the last person known to have it was my grandmother, Felipa. None of my other siblings had it nor did my parents. I felt so special for once in my fourteen years of life.

I ended up moving in with my neighbors who also were the only pack in the city. And it was nice, sure they all had tempers at times but so did I. We still worked fine. Besides they offered protection and a bond that you felt like you needed after changing. For the next four years, life was good, I was young and stupid and only did the minimum in the little school I had. Other then that, I loved living my life, being young, just like almost everyone else in the pack. Yet, I was willing to go serious whenever those bloodsuckers thought of acting up. But, it wasn't until I turned seventeen, three years later. These... humans came and wiped us out. We were out on a full moon and all of a sudden one by one we began to fall to our deaths. I was always the fastest, which helped me get away. I told my family and they sent me away to Italy where I had a family member in a pack. They told me that the pack would take me in and protect me... And, well, I've been here ever since.

【Just A Little Extra...】

“If you forget the way to go and lose where you came from. If no one is standing beside you, be still, and know, I am.”
― The Fray, Be Still

☞Snow Ghosts ♦ And The World Was Gone☜
You said you'd wait forever
But I blinked
And the world was gone
You wade through the water
Slowly your hands grow numb
I wish you felt me falling
I wish you'd watched over me
You said you'd wait forever
But I blinked
And the world was gone
And the world was gone
And the world was gone

I run through your head
Loud with a nightmare
Brushing your skin with my breathing
Turn out the light
And every nightlight
Run you can run you can run
I blink and the world was gone
I blink and the world was gone
I blink and the world was gone

You said you'd wait forever
But I blinked
And the world was gone
You wade through the water
Slowly your hands grow numb
I wish you felt me falling
I wish you'd watch over me
You said you'd wait forever
But I blinked
And the world was gone
And the world was gone
And the world was gone☞Be what you want ♦ Robin Loxley & Oliver Jackson☜
The light of the dawn has no meaning
Your lost in the haze of the night
The strength that should be there within you
Is wasted and all left behind
I can see what it is you believe in
I can see you've got so much to hide
Everything you touch has no meaning
You need something to keep you alive
I can be what you want me to be
Don't just give me the words
Don't be setting it free
I'll be fine, I'll be safe, I'll hold on to faith, right here, yeah right here oh

Uh oh, uh oh oh
Uh oh, uh oh oh
Right here

Look through the haze of the evening
Let it open up and free your mind
It's time to jump in with no reason
It is time to see if fait can decide
I can be what you want me to be
Don't just give me the words
Don't be setting it free
I'll be fine, I'll be safe, I'll hold on to faith, right here, yeah right here oh

Time: 3:00 P.M
Date: Friday, 5 December 2013
Location: Rose City and Moon Forest
What's Going On?: This is the day where the vampires are moving moving from their house in Rose City to the wolves' house in the Moon Forest. The Cacciatori is getting closer and closer to the vampires' house only to find that they are too late to capture and kill the immortals.

In collaboration with Miss Nomer

For the past week, Genevieve along with the other vampires have been packing up most, if not all of their possessions. While most might be upset over the move, Ginny was a little more... open to the idea of moving in with the dogs. The young vampire packed up the last box of her belongings, all being her journals of what she has seen and experienced for the past 120 years of her life. She made sure that she had gotten every single one of them, knowing that if she left one of them especially one of her older ones it would only lead the hunters one step closer to find the coven and then that much closer to finding the pack only a few miles away from the city in some sort of "house" in the middle of the woods. To be completely honest, Ginny believed that it was going to be a shack in comparison to the coven's large gray mansion which was right at the end of the small Roman city.

The blonde put the box on the floor along with the other several boxes before picking three of them up and walking into the hallway, her small heels hitting the wooden flooring before she cleared her throat and speaking to the others. Her voice wasn't loud but it was pretty high pitched, meaning that it could be heard from almost any room in their large house if she spoke a bit louder than she was used to. "Um, guys. We have about five minutes before we should get going." Genevieve then walked down the spiral staircase to the front door. She was going to leave the boxes there and wait for everyone else but, she felt a bit obligated to go ahead of time to make sure that the wolves weren't planning anything.

She was one step out of the door with the sun shinning on her long blonde hair. Before stopping, the last time she left for the woods without telling anyone she was yelled at for about an hour about how stupid and dangerous that was. Which ended up with her having tears in her eyes, her hiding in her room watching old Disney movies, and making her sister come in to comfort her. Something, she actually really enjoyed. It was a long time since the last time her sister actually stopped acting like her leader and acted like the young girl's older sister. The young girl walked back inside and sat on one of the cardboard boxes, letting out a childish moan.

Mariette has opted to leave behind or destroy most of her things, save for what she deems to be the necessities. She didn't have an excessive amount of things to begin with, anyway, never the sort to be horribly sentimental about holding on to things, and unlikely to see the 'keeping it in case there comes a time to use it' point of view on the matter. Thus, she had a minimal amount of packing to do, which freed up her time to ensure that everything else is running smoothly. This day is, to be frank, the absolute latest that they can afford to leave their house, which they know is not quite as secret a location as it once was. On one hand, she'd like not to dwell too much on the fact. On the other, it is somewhat hard not to; the Cacciatori have been occupying more than their fair share of her thoughts ever since she found Winona dead with that statuette. She's never really been the type to feel completely at ease, or to believe that everything will work itself out. Thus, her mind had been running possibilities for the past few days. There's a reason that she was willing to negotiate an alliance with the werewolves of the area, and it has everything to do with her concern for the coven. Not that most of them can't handle themselves perfectly well- most have more experience than she in such things. Except for Genevieve, of course, but that is another problem unto itself.

One that, in fact, brings itself to mind when she looks hears a familiar moan from out in the hallway. Mariette followed the direction of the sound, finding her younger sister sitting on a sealed box, seemingly idle. "If you're bored, why not do another scope of the house for anything that might be. . .compromising?" Mariette suggested, her expression a bit cool, though at the moment, she can't help but remember when both she and Genevieve were children. It gives her a momentary lapse of normality, a shred of nostalgia that floats by before being blown away. She glanced at the large, mahogany grandfather clock in the hallway, and sees that they don't have time for such things. They should be leaving soon. In this instance, soon, of course, means now.

"Leaving in two!" She called up the stairs. Unlike Genevieve, Mariette had a slightly deeper voice- at times, it goes so far as to border on husky. If she believed that they had any significant effect on her, the woman might blame it on cigarettes. As it stands, she knew that she's always had this voice, which contrasts her sister's more feminine and soft one.

Gin watched as her sister came down the stairs. "I would but the last time I did that I got yelled at. And I really don't feel like locking myself in my room today." She said to her sister as the older sister called upstairs to the others who were probably still in their rooms if not our on the town doing only God knows what.

"Come on, then. There'll be enough to moan about when we get there," She made it sound almost like a promise, eyebrows raised down at her younger sister, the only real link to the past she has, as she's thrown out anything connecting her to the first few decades of her life.

Once Mari spoke to Ginny again, she let out one of her contagious smiles before hugging her sister from behind before resting her head on her shoulder and tilting it like a child did with their mother or father when they were curious about something. "It might not be that bad, you know. I met one of them and she isn't that bad. She just told me to watch out for this little girl... Which shouldn't be a problem seeing that I have to best bodyguard ever right here." She said with her smile still on her lips before softly kissing her sister's cheek. "Besides, who knows, maybe it'll actually be enjoyable."

When Gin first hugged Mariette, the elder girl stiffened for a moment, because in all honesty, she still wasn't completely accustomed to such things- she had spent many decades without her sister after her change. Besides, she's made a point of not making her love for her sister obvious, because god knows that the last thing she needs is her enemies singling out Gin as a way to get to her. Still, after a moment she is able to loosen slightly, and looked down at her sister, eyebrows raised with a bit of amusement allowed to slip out. "The little Carter girl? I've heard a few things myself, I'm afraid. From them, I'd suppose she'd make a better vampire than a werewolf. Hopefully she won't be trailing about while I'm trying to cement the peace negotiations with her father," the last bit is more of a thought aloud, really, for it is a genuine concern. Those with the ability to bend the minds of others have always put her a bit on edge. It was a bit unsettling when she had found that her younger sister had such an ability, but at least Gin, if no one else, she can trust. A spoiled little girl is a bit more concerning.

"Bodyguard? I can't imagine who you're speaking of," Mariette says, eyebrows still quirked up. After Gin gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, the elder sister gently pushed her away a little bit, deciding that this has been enough sentimentality for one day. Besides, they certainly must be getting a move on now. Genevieve sighed, losing her smile for a moment before returning it to her face. She knew that her sister meant well but, it still hurt whenever the eldest sister would push or pull away from Genevieve's affection.

She's not one to go purely on instinct, but Mariette was getting an increasingly bad feeling, the sort one feels when there is danger. "Come on, then! Time to go!" She called back up the stairs once more, before sideglancing at her sister.

"Oh, I doubt that. But we shall see."

Ginny smiled once more before picking up her boxes and walking out to her white car to put two of the boxes in the trunk and one in the passenger seat next to her. She started the car, letting her music start blasting as she waited to see who was going to drive with her and who was going to get there on their own.

Juliana Ramos

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a character in “Bitten: The Rivals”, originally authored by .euphoria., as played by RolePlayGateway

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