{ "The more beautiful the serpent, the more fatal its sting." }
-- William Scott Downey
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Roksana Antonina Volkov
N I C K N A M E S
Viper | In reference to her vast knowledge and use of poisons | Often | Indifferent
Roxy | A shortening of her name, her view on it alters depends on who is using it | Sometimes | Varies
Pamela/Ivy | A Batman reference to a villain that used poison to kill her victims | Occasionally | Humored by
A G E
E T H N I C I T Y
Russian
S E X U A L I T Y
Pansexual | Aromantic (?)
R O L E
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W E I G H T
H A I R C O L O R
Champagne Blonde
E Y E C O L O R
Ice Blue
S C A R S / T A T T O O S
G E N E R A L A P P E A R A N C E
How does your character appear. Clothing, style, ect.
-- Elizabeth Edwards
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Poison expert, explosive expert, scientist.
P E R S O N A L I T Y T R A I T S
♦ Sarcastic ♦ Intelligent ♦ Cold ♦ Resourceful ♦ Blunt ♦ Adaptable ♦ Deceitful ♦ Loyal ♦ Cynical ♦ Independent ♦ Detached ♦ Decisive ♦ Cunning ♦ Reliable ♦
Roksana is hardly the sort to have an abundance of friends, and seldom makes a good first impression on anyone that she meets, not that she cares either way. She is cold in temperament, and keeps any more human emotions locked tight and hidden away behind an iron skin, and guarded by a bladed tongue. She does such as to avoid feeling weak, and in that sense, she is rather prideful, considering herself above things as 'petty' as natural emotions like sadness, guilt, anger, and love. It isn't that she doesn't feel these things, but she has turned herself into a skilled liar, and thus hides such easily, leaving sarcasm and detachment in their stead.
Whilst, in this manner, Roksana is constantly in a state of deceit, she has no problem being blunt, and even brutally honest with her opinions and thoughts, telling things exactly how they are, with little to no concern about how people might feel or react from such. She speaks factually, and uses an icy tone and clear logic to further drill her points into the minds of others. She knows how to lie, and deceive people, and she has no qualm in doing so if she knows that she will personally benefit from it. She is independent, and considers relying on others as bad as revealing the pesky emotions that people are only expected to feel on a daily basis. She is adaptable, and able to adjust to suit a situation, and is frightfully stubborn when it comes to torture and such, her resilience often tending to overcome physical pain, although she does not get to practice such as regularly as some of her murderous companions. Speaking of, she is, although a liar, fiercely loyal, and when she owes someone a debt, she will do whatever she can to repay that debt, even if it puts herself at risk. She does know of morality, and one might even say that she is in possession of a moral -albeit a little skewed- compass. Although seemingly humorless, there are brief moments when Roksana displays a sharp wit, although in most cases this takes the form of harsh sarcasm. She rarely smiles, but there are certain occasions when her lip quirks ever so slightly, revealing an amusement that she'd rather people not know she was feeling. Roksana, beneath her steely armor, does indeed feel a certain vulnerability, and her trust is near-impossible to obtain. The notion of love almost terrifies her, as she can't imagine willingly putting herself in such a weak and petty state in that she'd rely on someone else and their affection.[/center]
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▲ Intelligent conversation ▲ Rainy weather ▲ Quiet environments ▲ Dark colors ▲ Being right ▲ Fireworks ▲ Red wine ▲ Classical music ▲ Sciences ▲ Solitude ▲ Beautiful things ▲ Travelling ▲ Driving ▲ Art galleries and museums ▲
D I S L I K E S
♦ Idiocy; In Roksana's mind, there is nothing more irritating than someone without a brain, or at least with an inability to use it properly. That being said, with an IQ as high as her own, there are very few people that Roksana doesn't consider idiots ♦ Blood and gore; She is a woman that appreciates cleanliness, and thus she dislikes things to be messy ♦ Arrogance; Perhaps a rather hypocritical thing to dislike, but when seeing this trait in other people, she can't help but feel annoyed ♦ Sexism; To have people doubt her ability is one thing, to have them doubt her for a reason such as her gender is enough for her to slip you cyanide ♦ Being bored; Roksana is in constant need of something to do, and to be otherwise is, in her eyes, godawful ♦ Pastels; Such vulgar colours. Ugh ♦ Americans; From personal experience, or perhaps just the Russian part of her kicking in, but she tends to find Americans very... annoying ♦
H O B B I E S
♦ Reading; Personally, Roksana prefers non-fiction novels to otherwise, although she also enjoys mystery novels, so long as the mystery is difficult and well-written enough to fool her, and not be too predictable ♦ Science; Rosksana has an intense passion for the sciences, particularly chemistry and biology, and her lab is what one might call her 'happy place' ♦ Sarcasm; Quite the harsh individual, Roksana constantly speaks with a large, and rather icy dose of sarcasm, often making those its directed at rather embarrassingly aware of just how pathetic she deems them to be ♦ Thinking; When faced with a problem or riddle, Roksana can spend hours pondering, sitting in the silence and attempting a multitude of solutions ♦
H A B I T S
♦ Roksana is prone to speaking with brutal honesty, no matter the subject of conversation ♦ Drumming her fingers on table when bored or impatient ♦ Humming classical tunes when deep in thought or working ♦[/b]
F E A R S
♦ Thanatophobia; The idea of death is something that secretly terrifies Rossana, not that she would ever care to admit it, nor live like such ♦ Asthenophobia; Even more than hating to appear weak is Roksana's view towards it. The idea of being weak, particularly in an emotional sense, is something that she loathes ♦ Punishment; Although she says otherwise, Roksana has done a lot of things that she's not proud of, and she fears retribution of such ♦
D R E A M S
At least 3
-- Jordan Sarah Weatherhead
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Brief History