"In the privacy of my dreams, I am a warrior."
~Kimberly Derting, The Essence
~Kimberly Derting, The Essence
Introductions
/Name/
Mary Isolde Blanchard
/Nicknames/
Snow White, Snow, Apple, Swan or Tigress
/Age/
24
/Sexuality/
Hteterosexual
/Story/
Snow White
/Character/
Snow White
Imagine a child with lips of red velvet...and black hair...and skin that glows like snow...
/Face Claim/
Natalie Dormer
Mary Isolde Blanchard
/Nicknames/
Snow White, Snow, Apple, Swan or Tigress
/Age/
24
/Sexuality/
Hteterosexual
/Story/
Snow White
/Character/
Snow White
Imagine a child with lips of red velvet...and black hair...and skin that glows like snow...
/Face Claim/
Natalie Dormer
Snow Falls
/Likes/
Apples|| Horseback-Riding|| Poetry|| Cursive Script|| Dancing|| Pearls|| Red Roses|| Passion|| Honey Mead|| Gowns|| Balls|| White Wine|| Swords|| Headpieces|| Snow|| Singing|| Stars|| The Dwarves|| Romance|| Literature|| Swords|| The Forest|| Silk|| Chocolate|| Lace|| Weddings|| Horses|| String Instruments|| Children|| Springtime|| Gardens|| Tea|| Her Neck
/Dislikes/
Corsets|| Magic|| Abuse of Power|| Being Reprimanded|| Rings|| Dishonesty|| Unnecessary Death|| Power|| Betrayal|| Darkness|| Crowns|| Sloppy Handwriting|| Losing Battles|| Failure|| Loss of Control|| Heartbreak|| Loneliness|| Longing|| Feeling Trapped|| Long Fingernails|| Her Skin|| Tears|| The Idea of Luck|| Extreme Heat|| Hopelessness|| Herself|| People Touching Her Neck It's sensitive
/Strengths/
-Hand-to-Hand-Combat ~ While being in the forest with the dwarves, Snow didn't just sit idly by. Even at the castle, that was not the case. One of the guards was a good friend when she was younger and gave her sparring lessons. Over time, Snow has gotten quite good at it and is a quick thinker on her feet. She is surprisingly nimble, even in her gowns.
-Archery ~ At around the age of nine, her father showed her her mother's old bow and arrow. At first, Snow treated it like one of her precious pieces of jewelry. However, she soon learned to use the bow and arrow and has excelled at archery. It is probably one of her favorite means of attack.
-Leadership ~ Despite her reserves before and after the explosion, Snow was always born to be a leader. Her naïveté from getting poisoned by the Queen died and when she was awoken, a strong woman was in her place. She has patience and a steely resolve, but her passionate heart has always been her guide through the toughest of situations. Now that her memories are gone, she has her reserves from before, but the determined young woman takes charge even without realizing it.
-Dancing ~ Snow has always been a talented dancer. It was another thing the Queen hated her about. Her nimbleness comes into play here, but it is also her delivery. Snow dances with the same passion in which she handles politics with; her eyes are like hooks to the soul and her body moves like a flowing river.
-Swords & Daggers ~ It is safe to admit that Snow isn't the best with swords, but she knows her way around one and is quick. However, Snow has proven to be quite skilled with a pair of sais and is even faster with those two lighter weapons
/Weaknesses/
-Stubborn ~ Even when the decision she is against actually winds up being better than her own, if it clashes with her ideals and beliefs, then it is hard for Snow to back down from her position. She spent the majority of her life before the poisoned apple being submissive or not being strong enough, so even with her memories gone, she will still stand by whatever position she has and it would take a while and a little self-reflectivity for her to back down.
-Her Mood Swings ~ Snow has been known for having fluctuating emotions and mood swings. While pleasant most of the time, she has a habit of going to extreme fits of rage or hurt when in an argument or in an emotional situation. It can be quite overwhelming for everyone, but for herself as well and they can impede upon her decision-making skills.
-Vindictive ~ After years of having to hide from the Queen and subsequently being poisoned, Snow has a hard time trusting people and when betrayed, she feels this need, an eye-for-an-eye type thing. She wants revenge. It's probably one of the darkest parts of her character and Snow hates this about herself, but it's there in the darkness in her heart just will not die.
/Fears/
/Opinion on the War/
"Why can't the insufferable girl see that I am trying to make a better world for all of us?"
Snow is honestly tired of discussing her decisions with Sleeping Beauty. It infuriates her that the girl does not seem to see that magic is evil; look at what it did to all of them! For now, because her memories are jumbled, all she knows is that she has to stand by this decision come hell or high waters!
/Memory/
It is puzzling, honestly. I know I am married. I am very much married. I remember Aurora and the others and yet, those closest to me? They've become blurred almost. All the images mesh into this one big one where I cannot tell lover from best friend. But then there he is...he does not share the same wedding band as me and I am pretty sure that it will not be him when I wake up. And I cannot understand this feeling of regret that overwhelms me at the thought. But his eyes are so gentle and sad and almost...almost pitying. And for some odd reason, seeing his face - remembering his eyes - sends a pang of longing through me that I cannot ignore...
Apples|| Horseback-Riding|| Poetry|| Cursive Script|| Dancing|| Pearls|| Red Roses|| Passion|| Honey Mead|| Gowns|| Balls|| White Wine|| Swords|| Headpieces|| Snow|| Singing|| Stars|| The Dwarves|| Romance|| Literature|| Swords|| The Forest|| Silk|| Chocolate|| Lace|| Weddings|| Horses|| String Instruments|| Children|| Springtime|| Gardens|| Tea|| Her Neck
/Dislikes/
Corsets|| Magic|| Abuse of Power|| Being Reprimanded|| Rings|| Dishonesty|| Unnecessary Death|| Power|| Betrayal|| Darkness|| Crowns|| Sloppy Handwriting|| Losing Battles|| Failure|| Loss of Control|| Heartbreak|| Loneliness|| Longing|| Feeling Trapped|| Long Fingernails|| Her Skin|| Tears|| The Idea of Luck|| Extreme Heat|| Hopelessness|| Herself|| People Touching Her Neck It's sensitive
/Strengths/
-Hand-to-Hand-Combat ~ While being in the forest with the dwarves, Snow didn't just sit idly by. Even at the castle, that was not the case. One of the guards was a good friend when she was younger and gave her sparring lessons. Over time, Snow has gotten quite good at it and is a quick thinker on her feet. She is surprisingly nimble, even in her gowns.
-Archery ~ At around the age of nine, her father showed her her mother's old bow and arrow. At first, Snow treated it like one of her precious pieces of jewelry. However, she soon learned to use the bow and arrow and has excelled at archery. It is probably one of her favorite means of attack.
-Leadership ~ Despite her reserves before and after the explosion, Snow was always born to be a leader. Her naïveté from getting poisoned by the Queen died and when she was awoken, a strong woman was in her place. She has patience and a steely resolve, but her passionate heart has always been her guide through the toughest of situations. Now that her memories are gone, she has her reserves from before, but the determined young woman takes charge even without realizing it.
-Dancing ~ Snow has always been a talented dancer. It was another thing the Queen hated her about. Her nimbleness comes into play here, but it is also her delivery. Snow dances with the same passion in which she handles politics with; her eyes are like hooks to the soul and her body moves like a flowing river.
-Swords & Daggers ~ It is safe to admit that Snow isn't the best with swords, but she knows her way around one and is quick. However, Snow has proven to be quite skilled with a pair of sais and is even faster with those two lighter weapons
/Weaknesses/
-Stubborn ~ Even when the decision she is against actually winds up being better than her own, if it clashes with her ideals and beliefs, then it is hard for Snow to back down from her position. She spent the majority of her life before the poisoned apple being submissive or not being strong enough, so even with her memories gone, she will still stand by whatever position she has and it would take a while and a little self-reflectivity for her to back down.
-Her Mood Swings ~ Snow has been known for having fluctuating emotions and mood swings. While pleasant most of the time, she has a habit of going to extreme fits of rage or hurt when in an argument or in an emotional situation. It can be quite overwhelming for everyone, but for herself as well and they can impede upon her decision-making skills.
-Vindictive ~ After years of having to hide from the Queen and subsequently being poisoned, Snow has a hard time trusting people and when betrayed, she feels this need, an eye-for-an-eye type thing. She wants revenge. It's probably one of the darkest parts of her character and Snow hates this about herself, but it's there in the darkness in her heart just will not die.
/Fears/
- Becoming a disappointment
- Losing grip of herself
- Becoming the very person that she hated - the Queen
- Her own desires
- Magic
- Aspyxiation
/Opinion on the War/
"Why can't the insufferable girl see that I am trying to make a better world for all of us?"
Snow is honestly tired of discussing her decisions with Sleeping Beauty. It infuriates her that the girl does not seem to see that magic is evil; look at what it did to all of them! For now, because her memories are jumbled, all she knows is that she has to stand by this decision come hell or high waters!
/Memory/
It is puzzling, honestly. I know I am married. I am very much married. I remember Aurora and the others and yet, those closest to me? They've become blurred almost. All the images mesh into this one big one where I cannot tell lover from best friend. But then there he is...he does not share the same wedding band as me and I am pretty sure that it will not be him when I wake up. And I cannot understand this feeling of regret that overwhelms me at the thought. But his eyes are so gentle and sad and almost...almost pitying. And for some odd reason, seeing his face - remembering his eyes - sends a pang of longing through me that I cannot ignore...
Behind the Curtain of Black Silk
/Personality/
{Stubborn, Emotional, Vivacious, Fierce, Vindictive, Caring}
Mary Blanchard, or Snow White as she has been affectionately called, is who she is. No excuses. When people first begin a conversation with her, they think of the lively beauty from her youth that has grown only more alluring over the years. Gone is the baby fat and childlike innocence and before you stands an enchanting woman with beguiling smiles, captivating eyes, adorable dimples, and an infectious laughter. Even through the war, Snow looks for some kind of fun. She loves life and does not wish to spend it dully or to let it pass her by. She is still young and wants that feeling to remain as long as she possibly can. She has a fire about her that cannot be extinguished easily and there is a power about her that one cannot help but notice when she enters a room. If it is in the way she holds her head up high or the scathing look she gives when someone says the wrong thing, you would not know. Some have simply dubbed it as a Snow White thing. However, even with this brightness in her, one can never get a good reading on her.
Snow can flip from one personality trait to another in the span of an hour. It hasn't been something she suffered from during her childhood, but it has definitely been noted maybe once or twice. It is because of the seriousness of her current situation; her marriage, the war, magic, etc. It is all taking a toll on the woman and it is not hard to see that she is cracking under the pressure. It is no secret that Snow was made to become a leader. She would attend her father's speeches with him and sit on his lap during discussions or meetings. She had been born ready. However, with the stress of the Queen killing her and her own need for justice, Snow can sometimes go from being extremely happy and playful to becoming snippy and cold. She doesn't get necessarily violent, though she has slapped her husband once or twice, but she does seem to withdraw into herself. It is not easy for her to hide her emotions and even through that, no one can truly tell what she is feeling because she would never tell them.
One of the most important traits one should note about her, however, is her ability to care. She does so with such seriousness and absolution that it is too obvious when her emotions are in charge of her actions. She gives herself completely in the people and things she cares about and invests all of herself and time into them. She can be utterly devastated when those people betray or when a situation doesn't turn out the way she plans and is still trying to process a great way to handle her emotions. While her exterior during discussions or hearing bad news seems to be calm, her insides are practically screaming - begging to be let out, begging for something. Also, Snow can be quite stubborn. She hates being proven wrong or having to back down from her stans. In fact, backing down is no longer a thing in her mind. She lived in fear and subservience for far too long when that wicked witch was in charge and she does not seem to give up, even when those closest to her advise her to do so or for her to even consider another side of the argument. It takes a lot of work and she might need ranting later, but Snow cares about her people and would look to different perspectives or ideals if it benefits everyone else.
Lastly, Snow wants revenge. It is probably why she has been so stubborn on the matter of having magic stay out of their world. She was chased into the forest. She had to be a huntsman to spare her life, but even then she could no longer return to the castle she grew up in. The only woman she ever looked up to as her mother betrayed her, betrayed her father, and then sought her death. That same woman gave her a poisoned apple. As far as Snow is concerned, an eye-for-an-eye is the greatest lesson anyone has ever taught her. And that darkness is slowly eating away at her consciousness, which scares her. She does not like being bested or being seen as weak and can feel herself refusing to relent, even when she wants to. It is becoming a pressing matter for her, which is part of the reason no one can get a read on her anymore. She is too busy trying to keep this situation to herself and learn to cope, but she could feel the darkness in her once pure heart. What will happen when it is fully unleashed?
{Stubborn, Emotional, Vivacious, Fierce, Vindictive, Caring}
Mary Blanchard, or Snow White as she has been affectionately called, is who she is. No excuses. When people first begin a conversation with her, they think of the lively beauty from her youth that has grown only more alluring over the years. Gone is the baby fat and childlike innocence and before you stands an enchanting woman with beguiling smiles, captivating eyes, adorable dimples, and an infectious laughter. Even through the war, Snow looks for some kind of fun. She loves life and does not wish to spend it dully or to let it pass her by. She is still young and wants that feeling to remain as long as she possibly can. She has a fire about her that cannot be extinguished easily and there is a power about her that one cannot help but notice when she enters a room. If it is in the way she holds her head up high or the scathing look she gives when someone says the wrong thing, you would not know. Some have simply dubbed it as a Snow White thing. However, even with this brightness in her, one can never get a good reading on her.
Snow can flip from one personality trait to another in the span of an hour. It hasn't been something she suffered from during her childhood, but it has definitely been noted maybe once or twice. It is because of the seriousness of her current situation; her marriage, the war, magic, etc. It is all taking a toll on the woman and it is not hard to see that she is cracking under the pressure. It is no secret that Snow was made to become a leader. She would attend her father's speeches with him and sit on his lap during discussions or meetings. She had been born ready. However, with the stress of the Queen killing her and her own need for justice, Snow can sometimes go from being extremely happy and playful to becoming snippy and cold. She doesn't get necessarily violent, though she has slapped her husband once or twice, but she does seem to withdraw into herself. It is not easy for her to hide her emotions and even through that, no one can truly tell what she is feeling because she would never tell them.
One of the most important traits one should note about her, however, is her ability to care. She does so with such seriousness and absolution that it is too obvious when her emotions are in charge of her actions. She gives herself completely in the people and things she cares about and invests all of herself and time into them. She can be utterly devastated when those people betray or when a situation doesn't turn out the way she plans and is still trying to process a great way to handle her emotions. While her exterior during discussions or hearing bad news seems to be calm, her insides are practically screaming - begging to be let out, begging for something. Also, Snow can be quite stubborn. She hates being proven wrong or having to back down from her stans. In fact, backing down is no longer a thing in her mind. She lived in fear and subservience for far too long when that wicked witch was in charge and she does not seem to give up, even when those closest to her advise her to do so or for her to even consider another side of the argument. It takes a lot of work and she might need ranting later, but Snow cares about her people and would look to different perspectives or ideals if it benefits everyone else.
Lastly, Snow wants revenge. It is probably why she has been so stubborn on the matter of having magic stay out of their world. She was chased into the forest. She had to be a huntsman to spare her life, but even then she could no longer return to the castle she grew up in. The only woman she ever looked up to as her mother betrayed her, betrayed her father, and then sought her death. That same woman gave her a poisoned apple. As far as Snow is concerned, an eye-for-an-eye is the greatest lesson anyone has ever taught her. And that darkness is slowly eating away at her consciousness, which scares her. She does not like being bested or being seen as weak and can feel herself refusing to relent, even when she wants to. It is becoming a pressing matter for her, which is part of the reason no one can get a read on her anymore. She is too busy trying to keep this situation to herself and learn to cope, but she could feel the darkness in her once pure heart. What will happen when it is fully unleashed?
What Blood-Red Lips Will Never Say
/History/
The King and Queen were not able to have a child at one point. They loved each other dearly and they tried their hardest, but it did not seem to work. On a cold winter day, the Queen stared out the window in her sitting room with all of her ladies surrounding her. She stopped sewing just as the first snow fell, gazed up at the gray sky, and said, "Imagine a child with lips of red velvet...and black hair...and skin that glows like white roses in springtime...like snow..." Just as she finished saying that, she accidentally pricked her finger on her needle and just watched a drop of her blood fall upon her handkerchief. Two weeks later, the Queen was with child.
Sadly, the pregnancy took a toll on her. Six months into the pregnancy, the Queen was on bed rest. She had been bleeding a few days prior and no one wanted to take any chances with the King's heir. She prayed with her ladies constantly and her husband stayed with her as long as he could. When she finally went into labor, she was paler than the doctor would have wanted and she lost a lot of blood long before her child was born. Snow was born three pushes later and the Queen was only able to gaze upon her daughter's bright red face before she closed her eyes. The Queen was declared the next day.
When the King met his next wife, Snow was four at the time and admired the dark beauty surrounding the woman that bewitched her father. At first, there was no harsh feelings between them. The woman was her stepmother and though they weren't exceptionally close, Snow wanted to emulate her. She would dress up with her handmaidens and try to imitate her step-mother's walk. It was only when she turned nine that Snow realized how vain and cold the woman was. It was her birthday and she raced to her stepmother to show her the brand new jewelry box her father gave her. The woman brushed her off and asked the King to give her one with this sickeningly sweet birthday, claiming that he did all for Snow and never for her. When he agreed, she even had the audacity to give Snow a smug smirk before shoving her tongue down the man's throat. It would be four years later that Snow's father would wind up dead.
For her teenage years, Snow was plagued by her own need to remember to live and her mistrust over her stepmother. The woman stayed in her wing and Snow stayed in hers. Snow was the life of all the parties and balls and was able to ensnare the visiting prince's heart. There were rumors of marriage for them and if she was judging correctly at the time, he was falling madly in love with her. And Snow cared for him deeply. The prince was one of her best friends - honestly - but she wanted more. When she envisioned love, she envisioned passion and intensity and this undying sense of safety in that one person's arms. She thought that over time, she could learn to love him. She didn't get the chance. The huntsman, a man that she had seen several times in the dark corners of the ballroom and in several places in the castle, led her out in the forest and attempted to kill her.
It was a strange thing; pleading for her life to a man that she didn't know. Snow could have tried to fight him, but she didn't have her daggers nor her bow and arrow on her. And his grip on her was beyond powerful; she feared he could tear her apart with just his hands. And the tears came without her wanting them to. His arm was in the air, dagger posed to come down on her chest. But it never came. It never occurred to Snow how beautiful his eyes were until the darkness of bloodlust disappeared and all that was left was a lovely dark color that stopped her tears. He let her go and Snow was grateful.
She found the dwarves a day later. She was slightly weak with thirst and hunger and beyond exhausted. They nursed her back to health and when she explained her situation, they promised to shelter her. Snow spent days in their little cottage, constantly wondering about the safety of the Huntsman, wondering where he was and then questioning why she wanted to know those things. In that time, too, her hatred for the Queen grew. She wanted to pay her back for trying to kill her - to do something. Two years later, she received word from one of the dwarves that the prince was rumored to be searching for her and that his father's army was behind them. All she had to do was wait. However, the Queen tricked her by posing as an elderly woman with an apple, one of Snow's favorite treats.
It still surprises her that the curse of her eternal sleep was true love's first kiss. When she pictured true love, she didn't picture the prince. She was ecstatic that he found her and even happier to be with him, but her heart longed for more. It came to her later that true love didn't have to be that one you weren't meant to be with or the ideology that there was only one. It was a real love - a deep care for a being that is not yourself, a care that would make you do anything for them. And she would do anything for her husband. He was with her when she took down the Queen and he was there when she claimed her throne. And as long as he's with her, maybe she can ignore her heart's selfish desires.
The King and Queen were not able to have a child at one point. They loved each other dearly and they tried their hardest, but it did not seem to work. On a cold winter day, the Queen stared out the window in her sitting room with all of her ladies surrounding her. She stopped sewing just as the first snow fell, gazed up at the gray sky, and said, "Imagine a child with lips of red velvet...and black hair...and skin that glows like white roses in springtime...like snow..." Just as she finished saying that, she accidentally pricked her finger on her needle and just watched a drop of her blood fall upon her handkerchief. Two weeks later, the Queen was with child.
Sadly, the pregnancy took a toll on her. Six months into the pregnancy, the Queen was on bed rest. She had been bleeding a few days prior and no one wanted to take any chances with the King's heir. She prayed with her ladies constantly and her husband stayed with her as long as he could. When she finally went into labor, she was paler than the doctor would have wanted and she lost a lot of blood long before her child was born. Snow was born three pushes later and the Queen was only able to gaze upon her daughter's bright red face before she closed her eyes. The Queen was declared the next day.
When the King met his next wife, Snow was four at the time and admired the dark beauty surrounding the woman that bewitched her father. At first, there was no harsh feelings between them. The woman was her stepmother and though they weren't exceptionally close, Snow wanted to emulate her. She would dress up with her handmaidens and try to imitate her step-mother's walk. It was only when she turned nine that Snow realized how vain and cold the woman was. It was her birthday and she raced to her stepmother to show her the brand new jewelry box her father gave her. The woman brushed her off and asked the King to give her one with this sickeningly sweet birthday, claiming that he did all for Snow and never for her. When he agreed, she even had the audacity to give Snow a smug smirk before shoving her tongue down the man's throat. It would be four years later that Snow's father would wind up dead.
For her teenage years, Snow was plagued by her own need to remember to live and her mistrust over her stepmother. The woman stayed in her wing and Snow stayed in hers. Snow was the life of all the parties and balls and was able to ensnare the visiting prince's heart. There were rumors of marriage for them and if she was judging correctly at the time, he was falling madly in love with her. And Snow cared for him deeply. The prince was one of her best friends - honestly - but she wanted more. When she envisioned love, she envisioned passion and intensity and this undying sense of safety in that one person's arms. She thought that over time, she could learn to love him. She didn't get the chance. The huntsman, a man that she had seen several times in the dark corners of the ballroom and in several places in the castle, led her out in the forest and attempted to kill her.
It was a strange thing; pleading for her life to a man that she didn't know. Snow could have tried to fight him, but she didn't have her daggers nor her bow and arrow on her. And his grip on her was beyond powerful; she feared he could tear her apart with just his hands. And the tears came without her wanting them to. His arm was in the air, dagger posed to come down on her chest. But it never came. It never occurred to Snow how beautiful his eyes were until the darkness of bloodlust disappeared and all that was left was a lovely dark color that stopped her tears. He let her go and Snow was grateful.
She found the dwarves a day later. She was slightly weak with thirst and hunger and beyond exhausted. They nursed her back to health and when she explained her situation, they promised to shelter her. Snow spent days in their little cottage, constantly wondering about the safety of the Huntsman, wondering where he was and then questioning why she wanted to know those things. In that time, too, her hatred for the Queen grew. She wanted to pay her back for trying to kill her - to do something. Two years later, she received word from one of the dwarves that the prince was rumored to be searching for her and that his father's army was behind them. All she had to do was wait. However, the Queen tricked her by posing as an elderly woman with an apple, one of Snow's favorite treats.
It still surprises her that the curse of her eternal sleep was true love's first kiss. When she pictured true love, she didn't picture the prince. She was ecstatic that he found her and even happier to be with him, but her heart longed for more. It came to her later that true love didn't have to be that one you weren't meant to be with or the ideology that there was only one. It was a real love - a deep care for a being that is not yourself, a care that would make you do anything for them. And she would do anything for her husband. He was with her when she took down the Queen and he was there when she claimed her throne. And as long as he's with her, maybe she can ignore her heart's selfish desires.
"The highest proof of virtue is to possess boundless power without abusing it."
~Lord Macaulay, 1943
~Lord Macaulay, 1943
