{"If you don't like it, it's high time to put on your big girl panties and deal with it.”}
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|{Full Name}|
Ramona Marie Marlowe
|{Nickname}|
If you're going to call her anything, call her Mona. Dragon Lady, no matter how you use it, is bound to get you a bloody nose.
|{Age}|
19
|{Sexuality}|
Questioning/Unknown
|{Hometown}|
Dudley, Georgia.
|{Blood Type}|
Wight
|{Appearance}|
"Intimidating" would probably be the best word to describe how others perceive Ramona when they first meet her. After all, spending most of her time out in the woods gives the nineteen-year-old a very wild, feral, inhuman appearance. Lean yet muscular, she stands at a towering 5'9'' and weighs 140 lbs. Hidden underneath dirt and grime is olive skin, usually blemished by minor cuts and bruises. She does have a few scars, but they are very small and mostly around her knees and ankles. Her long, wavy hair is naturally blonde, but usually dyed a deep brown or a light black color. She always uses natural hair dye, so the colors fade out very quickly. Unsurprisingly, her locks are ALWAYS greasy, and are usually tied back into a ponytail or an uncomplicated braid. She has rather large man-hands, and filth is always trapped underneath her wide fingernails. Her hooded eyes are perhaps the only part of her that don't succumb to uncleanliness. They shine a sapphire blue color, and can give anyone the chills if she chooses to train them on a person. Her clothes are dark, simple, usually battered, and only worn for comfort/convenience. She'll bathe and dress nice when she needs to, however, those times are awfully rare. Her voice is barely ever heard, however, those who know her well are aware of the fact that its deep, dark tones are laced with thick Georgian twang.
|{Myth}|
Dragons~ These large reptilian creatures are not extinct, however, there are very few of them that fly across Waldria's blue skies. Usually only one is born every year, so their scarcity allows Ramona to know each and every one of them by name and color. Most dragons in the dimension are fully grown, as they are immortal unless killed by violent means. They are greatly misunderstood creatures. Folklore depicts them as being ferocious and unapproachable, however, this is only partly true. Most dragons are calm unless provoked by loud noises or threatening gestures. People are terrified by their gigantic size, (a fully grown one is usually a bit bigger than a small airplane, while the tallest can grow up to a frightening 76 meters long), however, the layperson does not know that if you approach one of the beasts with caution, they will bow to you and can actually allow you to ride on their backs. They are able to breathe fire, and their large wings allow them to fly up to the mesosphere without getting crushed by air pressure. Additionally, at full speed, they can shoot across the sky at a breathtaking 250 mph. (That's a tad faster than the maximum speed of a race car.) Their scales are rough, and impenetrable to most metal. Dragons' hides glint a variety of different shades, and can be used to create extremely strong armor and other building materials. The same thing goes for their thick bones. Most dragons in Waldria are of a Wyvern breed. Chinese dragons are unfathomably rare. In fact, it is considered good luck to see one flying overhead.
|{Hobbies || Talents}|
Survival Skills~ Seeing that she is a nomadic human being, Ramona knows a plethora of abilities that allow her to live peacefully in the wilderness. She can make traps and snares, build a fire, hunt game, fish, find shelter, and recognize dangerous plants and animals. She can even pick lockpick when the situation calls for it.
Shooting~ Used primarily for finding food, she is a talented markswoman. She used to have a crossbow, but that got stolen a while ago, so she's recently had to adapt to using a classic bow and arrow. It's a bit more manual labor, and of course she's not perfect with it, but she's good enough that she can at least feed herself every day.
Exploring~ Since she really has nothing else to do, she spends most of her free time exploring abandoned ruins and looting piles of forgotten treasure. Adventuring helps her to learn more about the land, and if there's anyone who knows their way around Waldria, it's her.
|{Fears || Weaknesses}|
Social Skills~ Pessimistic, blunt, and extremely quiet, Ramona prefers to stare at people in a direct conversation instead of actually talking to them. Because of this, some people even bother to claim that she is completely mute. Although this is untrue, her behavior towards people is extremely strange and kind of creepy. Whenever she does say something, it's usually really sarcastic, biting, or cold. Also, she doesn't smile. Ever. People don't even think she can. They say that every time Ramona Marlowe smiles, a man is raised from the dead.
Loved ones~ Things that she both lacks, and is very protective over. If someone gets a hold of or hurts the people she loves, she'll gut them in two. Worst case scenario, she'll serve as a martyr in order to keep them safe.
Aimless~ Besides taming, exploring, and surviving, she doesn't really have a plan of action in life. She is the dictionary definition of lost.
Ecophobia~ Ramona never wants to return back home despite the fact that her family is still alive. Ask her to leave Waldria, and she'll run deeper into the woods. Clearly, some sort of post-traumatic stress occurs in her mind whenever the word "Earth" is mentioned in conversation.
Water~ Unfortunately, she's never learned how to swim, so naturally large bodies of water tend to strike a bit of fear into her brain.
|{Way To Waldria}|
She used an enchanted necklace to get into the magical world of Waldria, and a day later, she "lost it". (Threw it deep into the ocean.) So yes, she currently does not have any way to get back to Earth. When she wants to go somewhere, she'll ride on the backs of her myths or walk.
|{Family Tree}
Douglas Marlowe // Father // 52
Brie Black // Mother // Status Unknown
Raleigh Marlowe // Sister // 22
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|{Personality}|
Taciturn, Blunt, Cynical, Down-to-earth, Distant.
Ramona Marlowe is quite the odd one. Despite living in Waldria for three years, she has never bothered to build a permanent settlement, and remains just as distant and unattached to people as she did when she first entered the dimension. She is ghastly quiet, much too blunt, fiercely independent, prone to ill tempers, and overly-serious to the point that many people actually question her humanity. People have given her countless judgments and preconceptions, and at this point, it's completely unnatural to consider her normal. The fact of the matter is that she is not. She is wild. She is unladylike. She is stubborn and hard-boiled and broken, and unfortunately, no outside force is ever going to change that, no matter how persuasive it is.
Nobody ever gets too close to her, partly because most are afraid to, and partly because Ramona forbids it. But if people were to break down her outermost defenses, they'd understand how loyal, protective, caring, and altruistic she can actually be. Perhaps the only living creatures that truly know this are the dangerous dragons that she has sworn to protect. In many ways, she is just like them. Misunderstood, judged, forced to be an outcast...the only thing people will ever know about her is how rough and coarse her demeanor is. Of course she is pessimistic. Of course she looks at the worst-case-scenario in any given situation. But there's still a part of her that nobody understands, and that she will never understand herself. Even those who choose to talk to her don't trust her completely, so it's impossible that a true, definitive version of herself will ever come to surface. As soon as she can get rid of the mystery surrounding her past and give into conformity...well, that's the day that she will truly be different. Perhaps not free, but most definitely different.
|{History}|
Unfortunately, everything before the first time she came to Waldria is completely classified. However, the pure basics have actually been uncovered by those who have done their research. She was born in a disheveled log cabin located on the outer brinks of Dudley, Georgia. Supposedly, her mother left the house when she was very young, leaving the responsibility of raising Ramona to her older sister.
After that, her education and family life is a complete secret. When she was sixteen, she found a glistening topaz necklace shining on the side of the road. It looked abandoned and dead; almost like roadkill if it didn't sparkle so much. Curious, Ramona picked it up, twirled it in her hands, and watched the highway in front of her fade into a warm, cozy beach. She started panicking, and faded right onto the sand. When she woke up, a boy about her age with curly brown hair was there to greet her. She asked him where she was, and he explained to her that she was in a dimension called Waldria. Everything about the tamers and the myths was explained to her right there on the sand, and just before the sun set in the west, she thanked the boy, wished him a good night, and threw her way back home into the black ocean waves.
She spent a good year trying to figure out how the whole taming thing worked. Needless to say she got her ass kicked quite a few times by a variety of mythical creatures. When she finally decided to give up, a large dragon approached her. It stomped closer and closer to her, and the more distance it covered, the more she knew her life was over. Much to her surprise, the dragon touched its head to her hand instead of eating her alive. Since then, she's built growing relationships with all of the dragons in Waldria, and continues to thrive in the dimension with her wits, strength, and trusty bow and arrow.
|{Theme Song}
Well you wake up
you're only dreaming
you wish that you could stay in the world your mind creates.
I find you looking out the window
at the road that stretches on
you wish that you were on it
so why, why, why
why do you linger
why do you stay here.
I hear your footsteps running through the garden
you're looking for a door
but your mind is overgrown
the walls are only as high as we make them
we've put up every stone
only we can tear them down.
so why, why, why
why do you linger
why do you stay here
Darling there's no easy escape
darling there's no cloud or flame
just one voice
one lonely voice
you can hear it
if you stop your ears.
I wake up
I was only dreaming
but I wish that I could stay
in the world my mind creates.
|{Face Claim}
Jennifer Lawrence (AKA JLaw. lol.)
Character Dialogue || #437C17
