Alaura Annabella Sanchez Vicario, from Misfits, a roleplay on RPG

| Eye color |
Golden brown.

| Hair Color |
Chocolate brown.

| Skin Tone |
Natural tan.

| Height & Weight |
5' 1" | 122 pounds | Petite

| Distinct Markings |
Alaura has a small semicolon tattooed onto her left wrist.

"Look, I know that it seems stupid to have a semicolon tattooed onto you and trust me my dad flipped... but it means a lot to me. A semicolon is used when a sentence could end; but doesn't. I was headed down a really dark path, and.. well... Let's just say that I decided I didn't want my life and relationship with my family to come to an end. I wanted a second chance; I hadn't gotten a chance to say everything I wanted to say."

She also has various scars on the inside of her elbows and wrists, from heroine needles and intoxicated decisions to self harm.

| Likes |
☑ Doing what she sets her mind to.
[i]"Who doesn't?"

☑ The word artichoke.
"It's just fun to say...?"

☑ Blonde hair.
"Guys or girls, doesn't matter. It's a beautiful hair color."

☑ Green Apple hair shampoo.
"It smells nice."

☑ Using the bathroom after holding it for a long time.
"Right??"

| Dislikes |
☒ Traffic.
"I prefer to just walk everywhere... in the city it's faster anyway.."

☒ Herself/Her old self
"I'm trying to change but.. sometimes I feel her, the old me, pulling me back.."

☒ Not being trusted.
"It's not like I don't get why.. I just.. Wish it wasn't like this.."

☒ Her old friends.
"They're like anchors, and if I can't stay away from them, they are going to drag me down with them.."

☒ Black licorice.
"Oh, c'mon.. who likes this stuff? It tastes horrible! The red kind is alright, I guess."

| Fears |
‼ Hippophobia- Fear of horses.
"I was nearly trampled when I was five. Never again. I'd rather take a metal vehicle- thanks."

‼ Dementophobia- Fear of insanity.
"There aren't very many things scarier than an addict on edge.."

‼ Insectophobia - Fear of insects.
"'But what about ladybugs and butterflies?' No. Fuck that shit."

| Personality |

Alaura is a broken girl, who is slowly gluing herself back together. She knows and has accepted the fact that the only person who got her into her situation is herself, and that she is the only person who can get her out. Alaura doesn't expect or look for hand outs. In fact, she wants to do everything herself. Alaura has taken it upon herself to become a better person. In her mind, the only person that can really make that happen for her- is her. She admits that the therapy helped but in the end she feels like it was really her own will power that drove her to want to stop. It hasn't been easy changing herself. Before rehab Alaura was a loose cannon, destructive to everyone and thing in her path. She would stay out for days on end, wake up in places she had never been before, and have random blackouts for whole days. She was a hazard not only to herself, but also to her family. She refers to this part of herself as her "Beast". The Beast is still inside her, and she battles it every day; desperate to control herself and better her life.

It was pure will power that brought her life of drugs to an end. Since rehab, Alaura has put (and kept) herself on a strict schedule. Small things could tip her balance and let the beast win- but she couldn't allow that to happen. This means that she also had to distance herself from people. Hanging around the wrong type of crowd, or worse- falling in love, could mean the end of her. For this reason, she has learned to keep mostly to herself. She used to be the type to strike up a conversation with anyone, but today she prefers to just blend into the background. She wants to change. Two objectives drive Alaura's personality today; the first being that she genuinely wants to turn her life around, and the second being that more than anything in the world she wants to be trusted. Alaura has committed herself to the pursuit of her new life, and in this she has developed some positive and negative character traits. She has learned to be incredibly patient, with her self at least. A key thing to know about Alaura is that she is not out to help anyone but herself. Right now she just wants to focus on bettering her health, and in her opinion if everyone else wants to let their lives go down the shitter- well, that's on them. Alaura is embarrassed and ashamed of her past, and prefers to not talk about it. In her opinion; the scars say it all.

I'd say one of Alaura's biggest flaws is that she is a hypocrite. She wants so badly to be believed in and trusted, but she doesn't give anyone the time of day. She only truly cares about her health, and her family. Nothing else matters. This makes her a huge hypocrite, because she wants people to trust her, and to see that she is changing- but she is unwilling to accept that other people can change. She has cut off all ties with her old friends, even the ones that went through the program with her, because she thinks that they will just cave in and go back to the drugs. Alaura doesn't see that in order to obtain trust, you must first give it. She has hardened herself to the point of coming off cold or aloof, as though she doesn't care about anyone but herself. Maybe it's just her defense mechanism, but she won't let people get close enough to find out. There's a sweet girl somewhere behind those walls of ice, but Alaura is afraid that if she melts them down her Beast will escape, and she will be back at square one. So, I guess she thinks that it's better to not care than to risk losing control. At some point, though, Alaura needs to learn how to let go and have a little fun again. She's so focused on punishing herself, even though this time she hasn't actually done anything wrong.

All this is not to say that Alaura is a depressed person. Actually, she is quite the optimist. With all obstacles in her life, she has a 'can do' attitude. She has conquered the Beast inside her, for now at least, and feels like that is a huge triumph. It inspires her to do better in all things that she does, including looking after her health and taking care of her body and mind. Alaura's main goal in life now is to please her parents, and improve herself. She doesn't want to look back on her life and only see regrets. She has dreams now, and she wants to do whatever she can to reach them- starting with getting this community service out of the way. She's done the crime and is willing to do her time. Whatever it takes to make her father smile at her again.

On a side note to her personality; Alaura does not speak a word of Spanish. Her biggest pet peeve is when people assume she does, simply because she is Hispanic. She gets defensive pretty quickly. You've been warned.

Strong willed || Convicted || Ashamed || Patient || Optimistic || Remorseful || Regretful || Ambitious || Hardworking || Stubborn

| Wants |
☛ To be trusted - Though she does not trust others.
☛ To be believed in - Though she does not believe in others.
☛ To prove to her father (and herself) that she can stay clean and improve her life.

"I can do this."

| History |

Alaura was born to an upper middle class family living on the coast of Spain. She was the youngest child of her parents, a precious little girl born after her two brothers. Her family moved to England when Alaura was just five years old. Under her roof lived a traditional Spanish family; her father being the head of the house. As Alaura grew up, she began to resent being a girl. Her brothers were allowed to do whatever they wanted to do; stay out as late as they want, eat what they want, go where they want. Meanwhile, Alaura was expected to stay at home with her mother and learn the fundamentals of being a wife- to cook, clean, and follow the man of the house. Since the family left Spain so soon after Alaura was born, Alaura grew up speaking English. To this day she barely speaks any Spanish at all, and thanks to taking a few classes in grade school, she actually speaks more Japanese than she does Spanish. That isn't to say that she could translate very much in either language, but she might be able to find out where the bathroom is for you. After moving to England her father took an officer position on the police force and quickly worked his way to the top. Her mother works as a tutor for elementary children and her two older brothers joined the military (both in the Navy).

Things started to go down hill for Alaura when she turned 14. She got in with the wrong crowd of kids in school and started experimenting with smoking stolen cigarettes from her father's study. By 15 cigarettes weren't cool anymore, they were just a craving; she needed something more. Weed and alcohol joined the party. Then 16 rolled around, and her brother's pain pills from breaking an arm started to disappear. At 17 she was introduced to cocaine and later heroine. It was all spiraling out of control too fast for her to stop it. She was slowly letting go of her grip on reality when one day she took a dose too many. She doesn't remember much from the night, only that the cops were called and her father found her and covered up for her. After pulling quite a few strings, she was sent to rehab over prison. This was by far her darkest moment. For months Alaura pushed herself, desperate to stop the shakes and cravings. Her skin began to heal, but the damage to her skin from cutting and needles were permanent. Thin white scars and tiny dots along the insides of each of her arms stand as a constant reminder of where she drove herself.

Her mother had stopped talking to her, and for justified reasons. Alaura had left the house on terrible terms with her parents. Her brothers had moved out long ago, but had heard of their baby sister's experiences through Skype calls. No one in the family thought that she would make it through rehab... but she did. Alaura came out a new woman at the age of 18. The previous charges on her juvenile record were dropped and she was allowed back into society as a free woman. She moved back home, her mother started talking to her again and her father even began to make eye contact when talking to her again. Things were looking up.. and then she got a phone call. It was Austin, her ex-dealer. The short of the conversation was that Emma, Alaura's ex-best friend and partner in crime, had been spotted at one of the crack houses that dealt in sex trafficking. Horrified, Alaura rushed across town to save her friend from a fate she had narrowly escaped herself.

She wasn't there for five minutes before sirens had swarmed the place.
. Panicked, she rushed over and she is trying to out when the cops come. They see her scars and lock her in jail for the night. The father doesn't bail her out, but manages to get her a service penalty instead of prison. Her friend was too heavy to drag quickly, and they were both arrested. Emma was taken to the hospital, Alaura was taken to jail. The cops refused to listen to her plea. All they saw were the druggie scars on her arm, and assumed she had been using. Her father once again came to her rescue in court; convincing the judge to give her community service because she had not been caught with any illegal substances on her person. Everyone else from the bust was sent to prison.

Today, Alaura's parents want nothing to do with her. Despite her objections; they don't believe her when she tries to tell them that she's clean- that she stuck to the program. "She's relapsed, Maria..." The rest was in Spanish, spoken in hushed tones behind their bedroom door. Alaura listened with a heavy heart, tears swelling in her eyes. She would prove them wrong. She would do her community service, and do it to the best of her ability without complaining. She would serve her time, and prove to her father that she was changed. That she could do better. That his little princess was still in there somewhere. Somehow- she would rise above the beast inside her. She just had to.

Family Tree
✁---웃-유-웃-웃-----유---
Father || Tony Vicario || Living
Mother || Maria Sanchez Vicario || Living
Brother || Jacob Sanchez Vicario || Living
Brother|| Gabriel Sanchez Vicario || Living

| Rise Above This | Seether |

Take the light, undarken everything around me
Call the clowns and listen closely, I'm lost without you
Call your name every day when i feel so helpless
I'm fallin' down but I'll rise above this, rise above this

Hate the mind, regrets are better left unspoken
For all we know, this void will grow and
Everything's in vain, distressing you though it leaves me open
Feels so right, but I'll end this all before it gets me

Call your name every day, when i feel so helpless
I'm fallin' down, but I'll rise above this, rise above this
Call your name every day, when i seem so helpless
I'm fallin' down, but I'll rise above this, rise above this doubt

I'll mend myself before it gets me
(I'll mend myself before it gets me)
I'll mend myself before it gets me
(I'll mend myself before it gets me)

Call your name every day, when i feel so helpless
I'm fallin' down, but I'll rise above this, rise above this
Call your name every day, when i seem so helpless
I'm fallin' down, but I'll rise above this, rise above this
Forty eight ways to say that I'm feelin' helpless
Fallin' down, fallin down', but I'll rise above this, rise above this