Coldplay || Clocks
Name
Roxanne Powers
Physical Age
Twenty {20}
Mental Age]
Twenty-four {24}
Actual Age
Twenty-four {24}
Height
Five feet and five inches {5"5'}
Hair
Cotton candy pink
Eye
Lake blue; electric blue
Likes
Nature / Outdoors || Roxanne nearly grew up outside, being a rather outdoorsy person.
Classical Music || She never did like that loud, obnoxious music of today.
Dogs || Roxanne actually had a dog before she passed away, a golden retriever named "Angel".
Family || Her family was her everything, she called her parents every morning waking up and ever time before she was about to go to bed. She loves them dearly, and wishes them nothing but the best from here on out.
Water / The ocean || The ripples in the tides, and just everything about it just... Calms her down when she feels like breaking down.
Dislikes
Smoking || A few months before her murder, Roxanne got into the bad habit of smoking.
Manipulating people || Sure, she had been naïve before her death, but Roxy still holds a strong hate for these types of people.
Coffee || It's taste had always been too much for Roxanne to enjoy.
Lilia's house || The house where she was murdered, is she suppose to love the location?
Birds || Feathered devils, all of them. Roxanne never did have like them, even as a child.
Confusion never stops
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know singing
Come out upon my seas
Cursed missed opportunities
Am I a part of the cure?
Or am I part of the disease?
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know singing
Come out upon my seas
Cursed missed opportunities
Am I a part of the cure?
Or am I part of the disease?
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Bitter, distant, yet still holding the warmth from the past, as well as her compassion, Roxanne is no longer as trusting as she once was. She grew up, becoming more mature, but still clinging to the fact this couldn't be real. She isn't once to willingly approach another unless necessary, or in desperate need to speak. She simply has turned into that of an introvert.
She's stubborn, never taking no for an answer once she sets her mind to something, nor letting anyone stopping her from doing anything. Not to mention she's become more intelligent then how she was at her time of death. She's also rather rude and cold to those whom manipulate, or remind her of Lilia and her friends. She'll become one to insult them, lash out, before walking away in a huff.
To others she's let in, she's a big sisterly type of friend. She loves to tease and joke around with them, showing her more vulnerable side. She'll care for them, become more friendly, even smile a lot more. Her poker-face put away, she seems like a totally different person. A happier person, and that's the part of Roxanne her parents had loved. She's up for adventures, and always was a rather curious individual.
Positive Traits
Caring || Compassionate || Adventurous || Big sisterly type || Jokester
Negative Traits]
Stubborn || Cold || Untrusting || Introvert || Distant || Rude|| Easily irritated
Fears/Weaknesses
Aichmophobia- Fear of needles or pointed objects.
Amnesiphobia- Fear of amnesia.
Demonophobia- Fear of demons.
Demophobia- Fear of crowds. (Agoraphobia)
[History]
Growing up, Roxanne never had anything to worry about until her middle school years. She lived a happy life, being an only child with both of her parent's undivided attention. They gave her everything she could ever need and more, as well as blessing her with a joyful future, and all Roxanne needed to do in return was to achieve educational success. It was an unspoken promise to make her parents proud; a promise that would only be broken before she had a chance to really make an impact.
Roxanne wasn't always alone either, in fact, she had a best friend all the way up until college; Lilia. They were like sisters, never leaving each others side and finishing their sentences. During middle school, however, was when the hidden trouble began to bubble beneath the happy surface. Lilia had grown rather tired of Roxanne's happy, successful behavior. This was never made known until Roxanne's murder, but had it been it might of saved her life in the end.
Lilia and Roxanne had decided to go to different high schools, but still kept in touch as Roxanne become more and more of an introvert, cutting herself off from her peers. The only people she'd talk to after that would be her parents and Lilia, but Roxanne enjoyed the solace that came with being alone, it helped her ace her classes with flying colors, getting into the same college Lilia had gotten into with her cheerleading scholarship.
Lilia, being a year older, had 'accepted' Roxanne in her already formed social circle, the fellow cheerleaders and jocks 'accepting' her as well until the bitter end. They did nearly everything together, and Roxanne was just happy to have her best friend back.
It was precisely an hour before twelve A.M., an hour before Roxanne's birthday. They all were staying up late to 'celebrate' her birthday early, as she would be leaving that morning to go to her family's house. The plan of the deadly hazing was set in motion, Lilia no longer being the pure hearted individual she once knew.
Beaten nearly half to death, then forced to drink a bit of bleach, the death was slow and painful, and by the time the darkness had engulfed Roxanne, she was full of betrayal and hate. Desperately, she reached out, trying her hardest to stay alive, but it was to no avail. It was set on devouring her, something she still can not accept. How dare they hurt her when all she gave them was her friendship and love.
No, she wouldn't accept this. The next thing Roxanne knew, was that she was outside the house she was killed in. Lilia's home she shared with her family, to be correct. She was surrounded by those who were also seemingly dead, and she still looks back on her life sadly, depressed by the fact she'll never be able to fulfill that unspoken promise between her parents and her.
