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Name:
Rosalyn Elana Narváez
"In Spain it's pronounced like Ross-ah-lean. But in the states people usually say Rose-a-lyn. Either's fine.

Nicknames:
Rose
"By my friends in America."
Rossa
"By my grandmother and older relatives in Spain."
Age:
18

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Homosexual

Secret:

Back in Spain, about 2 months before she'd left for America, Rosalyn had been involved in a very dangerous undertaking. It hadn't been her original idea to get involved in robbing until one night. She'd caught her parents arguing about the trip Rose would be taking. The numbers they had been keeping track of for months suddenly weren't adding up. Rose's mother had even began to cry when realizing they were short €2,000 for the trip. After Rose explained this all to her best friend, Leana, the thought of stealing instantly came to mind. Over the next week Rose and Leana planned to commit a robbery at the Salamanca Bank of Spain, ultimately to get Rose out of Spain. When the time came she stole 2 of her uncles loaded guns and committed the crime. Rosalyn is now well aware that she and her friend are wanted for armed robbery in Spain and if anyone were to discover it was her who had committed the crime, she would land in prison for up to 15 years.

Likes
-Motorcycles-
-Political correctness-
-Her siblings-
-Massages-
-Dressing up-
-Socializing-
-Hot Coffee-

Dislikes
-British accents-
-Overwhelming situations-
-Bar food-
-Touchy feely people-
-People touching her stuff-
-Most movies-
-Long dresses-
-Lying-
-Fighting-

Talents
-Driving-
"I once dated this cop, crazy pursuit driver, he taught me a lot. It's kind of like a secret weapon almost."
-Spanish-
"Spanish is my first language."
-Curling hair-
"I guess I have too many younger sisters to not be handy with a curling iron."

Weaknesses
-Saying no-
"Mainly to my sisters. However, if you begged me to I'd probably cave."
-Political arguments-
"Yeah I just get caught up in them, I don't know it's kind of embarrassing."
-Polite people-
"I'm sorry but when people are nice to me I just, trust them. How is that a bad thing?"

Fears
-Being forgotten-
"Being forgotten by my family."
-Rollerskating-
"Yeah no."
-Not living life to its fullest extent-
"I just would like to appreciate everything, that's all."

Personality:

Rosalyn has been described as a very genuine young lady by her family members. She's always put her best foot forward in helping out keep the family a float. For the majority of her life it hasn't been about her it's been about holding the standards her parents wished. Rose has kept her grades high and her social activity as a high school student low. However, she does enjoy being with friends on occasion. Rose isn't naturally a troublemaker. In fact at one point she had been given the name Bebé Protegido, or sheltered baby, by some of her guy friends. It was simply that she takes everything seriously, and is normally very strict with herself.
Rosalyn is very smart and thinks things through before taking action. She never jumps to conclusions and loves listening to people talk. In certain situation she can become quite shy. Especially if she doesn't understand something someone says, she'll become quite and shy away from the conversation. Her self confidence has been moderate high, but coming to America it has sunk once again. Most likely because American girls are much different than Spanish girls and it's something she is not used to.

History:

Rosalyn was born in Salamanca, Spain December 11th, 1997. She was the first of 7 children born to her mother and father over the span of 15 years. Her father was a full time sales manager, while her mother wove scarves to sell to tourists on the side for extra money. Being the oldest, Rosalyn grew up taking care of her siblings when her parents were busy. Over the years she has fallen in love with her siblings and they as well, simply adore her, especially her younger sisters. Everyone in Rose's family speaking Spanish fluently, as it is their native language. However, the older children have become fluent in English due to taking English classes in school and getting part time jobs in touristy parts of the city.

When she was 14, Rose discovered her sexuality was not exactly the same as the people around her. She became panicked to find that no boy she came across could give her stomach the butterflies quite like some of the girls could. Her parents, displeased with the news, told Rosalyn that she was aloud to have these feelings as long as she didn't act on them. Desperate to pull herself away from her family and do something for herself for once, Rosalyn begged them to let her study in America her last year of high school. They agreed and spent the next 2 years saving up for the trip. Rosalyn, being a straight A student was able to gain scholarship money. However, the last €2,000 was stolen by Rosalyn from Salamanca's city bank (see secret for details).

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Other:
Currently resides with the Blackburn family as a student studying abroad.

Face Claim:
Blanca Suarez

Hexcode:
#FF3333

So begins...

Rosalyn Narváez's Story

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#2015-08-07 15:33:16, as written by partially-stars

The music was loud enough for Abbie to feel the bass in her chest. There was already a small crowd on the dancefloor, some grinding, some doing the dorkiest dance moves known to humanity, and some trying to work up the courage to dance. In one corner, a group was playing some kind of drinking game. Every so often, there was a cheer as somebody chugged a beer. Abbie was not engaging in any of these. She was sitting on a couch, holding a red solo cup and occasionally taking sips out of it. After saying that she wasn't drinking, somebody had found her a soda. She appreciated that- then again, in reply to her saying she wasn't drinking, the guy offering her a beer and simply said, "MORE FOR ME THEN!" and gone to find her a non-alcoholic drink. She'd been too nervous to ask her therapist if she could drink with her medication, and so wasn't going to take any chances.

Right now, she was waiting for Jason to show up. They'd agreed to meet at the party- Abbie had had a therapist's appointment, so not having to arrange to meet him gave her time to get changed,put her makeup on and get something to eat. She'd expected him to be here by now, but hadn't seen him yet. He must have gotten held up for whatever reason. She'd dressed up for the party. Instead of her usual t-shirt and jeans, she was in a sapphire blue cocktail dress, wearing silver heels. She would have been lying if she had said that she hadn't enjoyed dressing up. It felt good after having not done it in a while.

Callum could hear the party from several blocks away. He'd been forced to walk after his father had gone on a rant about "those goddamn faggots" and had left Callum far too anxious to ask for the keys. The conversation had driven Callum to his room, where he had to try and not have a panic attack. He'd failed, and had then had to calm himself down and pretend like nothing had ever happened. The walk had calmed him down again, and he was looking forward to knowing that he could actually relax for once. Not entirely- relaxing to much could lead to... things happening, and if that got out... That wasn't worth thinking about.

He reached the house, not surprised to see the door wide open. You didn't get invited to these parties, you just heard what time they were on at and where they were, and you turned up. That was why the cops were having such a hard time finding the killer- everyone at the party was a suspect, and there had been a lot of people. He'd had an interview with the police himself earlier that day. One of the officers had been incredibly attractive, and trying not to stare and give himself away had probably made him sound a little suspicious.

He entered the room where everything seemed to be happening and scanned the room, looking for a familiar face.

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#2015-08-11 02:30:12, as written by Imaveronica

30 minutes earlier than the present moment Rosalyn had sat in the luscious guest bathroom of the Blackburn family. She was pressing her hair into curls, silently wishing to curl up with a book on the bed or draw herself a bath with one of the colorful bath bombs that's had been left out for her. However, she had a party to attend, one that sounded very similar than the last, 2 weeks ago. It might not have been such a big deal to go out tonight but last time it had happened someone had died. And though she had pictured American parties many ways, death had never been a thought. What kind of people throw a party after a serious tragedy? Plain idiots... Rosalyn had finished her hair, makeup, and shimmied herself into a tight black dress before heading out the door.

Now, Rosalyn steps threw the open door of the party. Her heels elevate her an inch of the ground and she clutches a silver purse close to her body. Scanning the many faces she searches for Reagan, who had been the one to mention the party earlier that week. She slips through the crowd, leaving a trail of pardon mes, and excuse mes as she goes. Music blasting, the smell of alcohol lingering through the air. Rosalyn steps into the kitchen, finding Reagan, along with her friends standing around drinking. The kitchen, Rosalyn had learned from last time, was the least busy area of the party, apart from the upstairs bedrooms. As she walks in Rose spots Alissa Blackburn, one of the 3 girls from the host family she currently resides with. Alissa is out of the room though just as she steps in, and Rose doubts the girl noticed her presents.

"Reagan, Hi!" She begins stepping into the room a bit more. "Sorry, I'm late. I couldn't catch a ride." Her accent is thick, perhaps thicker than normal as it tends to do when she is nervous. She smiles to the other guys in the room. Been here two weeks and still can't remember names properly, shame on you Rose...

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#2015-08-11 19:34:40, as written by Taunbon

Charlie started to feel like a glorified bartenders, only he wasn't getting paid. Every time he poured a drink, it seemed to vanish before his eyes, each time, the glass bottle in his hand got lighter and lighter. He was impressed with how fast Rea drank hers though, she was almost as good as him! Almost. Pouring a drink for Jason, the newest in the high demand for goold ol' fashioned Charlie Slave Labor, or the CSL, for short, he eyed a new arrival in a dress. First a blue dress now a black dress? Perhaps this party was meant to be more formal then he thought? Not that it mattered he didn't have anything besides t-shirts and jeans... well, no, he had that one pair of shorts he never wore.

Topping off Jason's drink, he pushed it over to the guy, "There you go," and went back to making, yet another, drink. Covering the liquid with cola, he stirred it with a butter knife and tapped it against the side of the cup to clear off any drops before pushing the new drink to the new arrival in the black dress, "Here you go girl number 2," he said as he started to work on yet another drink. He was sure she had a name, and he was betting it was a very lovely name, but for the life of him, he had no idea what it was.

Stirring it with the butter knife, he scooped up the cup and declared for the group in the kitchen, "This one is mine, so back you savages!" he declared eyeing them as if they were thieves and brigands trying to keep the cruel CSL going. Looking at the glass bottle he set on the counter, the dark liquid at barely a third brought a small sigh from his lips. Hopefully, there was enough to kill his taste buds, so he could drink the shitty shit the other people brought without wanting to tear out his tongue.

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#2015-08-12 03:50:40, as written by AngelSpirit

Reagan grimaced when Jason entered the room and made it seem like he was staying awhile. Way to ruin a girls night... she thought as she continued to drink more of her rum and coke. Well, mostly rum. She knew Charlie never skimped on the alcohol, and tonight she was glad of it. Callum commented on her phone and she sneered at him, "Haha, very funny," she said. And she really didn't have an excuse. What was she gonna say? 'Oh, yeah, Callum, the reason I have a flip phone is because there's a psychotic serial killer--sort of--out to get me and this is the best I could get'? Yeah, right. That'd go over well, she thought. She took a very large sip, finishing off her second glass. She was well on her way to being shit-faced.

She pulled the rum away from Charlie and was about to pour more when Rosalyn stepped into the room. "Hey, don't you look fancy," she said a bit over-enthused as she did when she got more than a little buzzed. Maybe if she was in a better mind she would have put on a dress. Maybe. Thinking about it made Reagan laugh to herself because the only dress she owned had been meant for her parents funeral that she never attended. Whoops, sorry Mom, she thought.

Looking down, she realized that she had never finished pouring herself the drink. Sighing, she poured a lot of rum and added the tiniest bit of coke. "Perfect," she said with a grin.

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#2015-08-14 15:07:47, as written by partially-stars

She blushed at Jason's compliment, before shaking her head in response to his question. There was still plenty left in her cup, as she'd just been sipping at it. She stayed where she was on the couch as she waited for him to come back, still taking the occasional sip from her cup. She watched the room and the dancers. There were always the few who really didn't give a crap about what they looked like, and she had to admire that. She could never dance that dorkily and not be self conscious.

Without warning, somebody wrapped their arms around her from behind. She jumped, before Aidan's voice rang out. Abbie stood up, putting her cup down on the floor and wrapped her arms around the other girl. "Aidan!" She said joyfully, beckoning her to sit down. She picked her cup back up as she sat back down, patting the couch beside her. "C'mon, sit down!" Not having to sit alone as she waited for Jason to return was much more fun. "You look lovely!" She gushed, grinning.

Callum got the impression that Reagan hadn't found his joke even the slightest bit funny, but he smirked at her anyway. He grinned at the new girl, raising his eyebrows. "Rosalyn, isn't it? I don't believe we've been formally introduced. I'm Callum," he said. He knew her from seeing her face around school and such, but wasn't entirely sure if he'd actually ever met her. He took a mouthful out of his drink, refilled courtesy of Charlie. It was strong, but that was what he really wanted tonight. "What would we do without you and your excellent bartending skills, Charlie?" He asked, grinning at his friend.

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#2015-08-15 02:28:25, as written by Izzyvamp

Jason grinned, picking up the drink poured for him and nodding at Charlie in what he supposed could be a 'thank you'. He took a sip and realized that it wasted horrible- so naturally he downed the whole thing in the next gulp. He noticed another girl arrive who he didn't know, but felt like she seemed familiar. She had a nice accent though. Charlie was already pouring a new glass, and Jason had every intention to take it, but before he could Charlie snatched it up and told everyone to back off. Jason's previous grin widened.

"Aw, but sharin' is carin', Charlie," he told him, but even as he said it he was reaching for the bottle and coke to pour his drink himself. He didn't need to be waited on, but Charlie as a bartender was more fun than pouring his own drinks. For him, anyways.

Jason vaguely noted that Reagan didn't look happy to have him there, but he couldn't find it in himself to care. She didn't own the world, and as long as that was true he could do whatever he wanted. He noticed that Reagan had called the new girl Rosalyn though. Jason made a mental note of the girls name before going back to his drink. He peeked outside the kitchen briefly to see Abbie talking to some girl, who again, he didn't know. How many people did he not know? Either way, Abbie seemed happy to see her, so Jason decided it was safe to stay near the alcohol a bit longer. At least until the music playing started to sound a little bit good. Turning back to the group gathered in the kitchen, Jason smiled at the new girl and gave a half wave as his way of saying, 'hi there'.

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#2015-09-20 16:21:02, as written by partially-stars

(For anybody who's interested, this has been rebooted here! I'd love to see you guys back (: )

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