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@Cece: Lols, I feel you ;-;
Did you have a FC in mind though ?
Because sometimes pictures can give you ideas for the charrie.

She's really really bad, lols.
I've never typed up a history as quickly as I did hers and it's so rushed and gaggg.
BUT SHE'S DONE

And Jen-a-len, I'm dying to see him *-*

@Cece: I'm sending you inspirational vibes ! C;
Can't wait to her when she's done <33

I FINISHED ROSALYN.
FINALLY.
HAPPY DAYYYYY C:

Now only six more to go.
weee ;-;

{ Part 2 }



"Just close your eyes and say goodbye to all that pain. It'll be gone in just a minute sweetie, I promise. Sisters never go back on their word, right?"


{ H i s t o r y } Hmm. Well, you’re probably curious as to how someone like her mother could ever have come across love, right? After all, someone who considers dressed nicely to be selfish, actually stopping to think about your own feelings in a relationship is probably something like a sin to that woman. So that would be why Natalie married more out of convenience and rationality than anything even resembling love. Jack Carnegie was the son of her parents’ best friend, the neighbor she grew up with. There was never anything particularly firework-worthy between them –and still, there’s really not much- except a deep friendship and understanding for one another. After Natalie discovered what she believes is the ultimate goal in love, –to help others- the realization sort of dawned on Jack simultaneously. It would be best for them to marry someone they could actually stand to be around care about, but not be consumed by emotions for that other person.

So it just happened that, when Natalie turned twenty-two, the most rational option was Jack Carnegie.

It wasn’t long before they opened up the herb shop, providing natural medicine for the weaker of the Healers who take longer to heal. And it’s been relatively successful since then: maybe because of the strength of the herbs, or just the great customer service. But either way, the Carnegies have at least one lifetime of business in that store, if not more. And with the birth of their first daughter, it has kind of been insured that the shop will last. Speaking of that first daughter: That just so happened to be Rosalyn. Seeing as how she was their first child, Natalie and Jack were like all new parents. Unexperienced yet giddy- well. About as giddy as someone as focused as Natalie could ever be. And as Rosalyn grew up, they made sure to install the same values that they had into their first daughter.

Then the two twins, Samara and Cassandra, were next. At only two years old, Rosalyn wasn’t exactly sure what to expect. But her parents seemed happy and it meant playmates, so why not be happy too? And they were close. At first, at least. But as they got older, Samara and Cassandra somehow got it in their minds that being sisters was a competition, and that they had to best each other as well as their older sister. And that’s never something Rosalyn’s ever wanted a part of, so it’s easy to see how that put some distance between the sisters. And then, eight years later, her parents had another child and this one turned out to be a girl as well. Dara. To be completely honest? A ten year old Rosalyn wasn’t quite amused about this. After all, Samara and Cassandra were stuck in a permanent state of competition and what if this one turned out to be the same way?

But that was probably the one and only thing Rosalyn’s ever been wrong about, and how wrong she was. From the moment Natalie put Rosalyn’s baby sister in her arms, there was a connection there and there has been one ever since. Seeing as how Natalie and Jack were often times busy with the store, it was up to Ros to take care of Dara and that was something she took seriously. Her little sister was depending on her, after all. So it’s easy to see how, growing up, Dara and Rose were the closest out of the four sisters and Rosalyn wouldn’t change that for the world. Her baby sister is the most important thinto Rosalyn though shh, don’t tell her other sisters; favoritism is bad. They went everywhere together, which maybe, just maybe, wasn’t the best strategy. Something Rosalyn would have to find out the hard way.

It was a normal day, just like most, when Rosalyn and Dara had been walking home from the market. They’d been there a little longer than normal and it had started to get dark, the sun slowly beginning to crawl under the horizon. Not wanting to be out any later than need be, Rosalyn made the stupidest decision she’s ever made in her twenty years of life: She suggested they cut through the woods. She should have known better, honestly. If they were going to be stuck in the dark, why would they want to further from civilization than need be? But Rosalyn was just thinking along the lines of getting Dara home and into bed soon. And because it was her job to protect her baby sister, Dara trusted her older sister and said sure.

Again, biggest mistake.

As you can probably guess, it didn’t end well for them. Healers aren’t fighters, not in the slightest, and it’s not typical for one to automatically take into account crime or anything in the proximity of that. Which was the reason why Rosalyn wasn’t particularly focused on anything aside from helping her sister over fallen tree branches and around abandoned beer bottles: not the sound of footsteps approaching or the smell of alcohol that’s laid claim over every article of clothing on a person’s body. Not until someone was slamming into her from the side and pinning her to the ground, Dara screaming in the background. Everything sort of happened next in a blur, whether from the impact of her skull meeting a rock or adrenaline, she’ll never really know. Either way, she remembers fingers tearing at her shirt and her, sort of numbly just lying there underneath the man. Motionless until her sister, having tried to push the man off Rosalyn, was tossed into a tree. Dara was so tiny and it was obvious that it took virtually no effort from the guy.

That was enough to drive Rosalyn into action.

Somehow, her hand managed to find one of the beer bottles littering the grass and one minute, dirty fingers were popping the front buttons of her shirt, and the next, there was a yell and the sound of glass shattering exploded from above her. Rosalyn managed to grab Dara and get away but seeing that sort of thing? Becoming exposed to a violence you never knew existed until it was right in front of you? Well. It had an effect on her baby sister. And surely the screaming aimed at Rosalyn from a normally so pacifistic Natalie didn’t help. Dara really didn’t have much option but to shut it all out, and so that’s what she did. Rosalyn’s sister wasn’t the same after that, not until the moment when she used her abilities to heal Dara mentally.

And ever since then, Dara and Rosalyn have been closer than ever, perhaps a side effect from her powers. Or maybe it’s just because they were there for each other during the whole ordeal.



{ F a m i l y : }
Mother- Natalie Leighton Carnegie [44]
Father- Jack Mackie Carnegie [44]
Sister- Samara Carnegie [18]
Sister- Cassandra Carnegie [18]
Sister- Dara Iskra Carnegie [11]


{ O t h e r : } Rosalyn has a history of nightmares from the incident that occurred in the woods. Most of them actually aren’t even focused on the guy. . . Doing what he was trying to do. No, the nightmares are actually more so centered on Dara. Rosalyn not being able to get her away from the nameless man who’s face will always remain a haze. She does occasionally have one that’s just her relieving the experience, but most of the nightmares are what-ifs. What if she hadn’t been able to protect her baby sister? What if she hadn’t been able to get them away? What if she hadn’t been able to reach the beer bottle?

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"We don't live for ourselves, Rosalyn. We have these abilities for a reason and there's no room for those without a purpose."



{ N a m e : } Rosalyn Lisette Carnegie
N i c k n a m e : She's never quite gotten close enough to anyone for the nickname portion of a friendship. It's not like she doesn't have any friends or anything, because she does. They are simply few and far between and permanently frozen in that polite stage most Healers seem to be stuck at. Her sisters do tend to call her Rose or Rosa though, if that counts?

{ A g e : } Despite the appearance of innocence, in all reality, Rosalyn's twenty. A lot older than one would probably guess upon first glance.
B i r t h d a y : December 12th
Z o d i a c : ♐ Sagittarius ♐



{ G e n d e r : } Female
S e x u a l . O r i en t a t i o n : Heterosexual
R e l a t i o n s h i p . S t a t u s: Very much so single, due to a mother who's always believed selfless acts must come before what you yourself may or may not want. And considering who she does want is very much so off-limits, it's best not to go there at all.



{ S o c i a l . S t a t u s : } Well, she most certainly is not to be mistaken for royalty. The Carnegies are simple Aalihan Commoners, which her mother has made very obvious she is quite grateful for. According to her, all that power would quickly get to a person's head. Her family does own a local herb shop, a place that's been nicknamed nature's pharmacy, where her mother is known as something like the town's nurse. Rosalyn's worked there since she could remember and it's just a little suffocating, if you really want to know the truth.



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Mental healing - This is the ability to heal the mind and restore it, bringing it back to it's mint condition, if you will. Rosalyn's ability is just a smidge different though: where most Healers are able to heal and be done with a person, Rose's special brand tends to leave something of an imprint on those she helps. It bonds her and the person together, meaning they're never quite the same after she heals them. She is from than on connected to them, having a sort of extended sense for that person. It's because of this reason and this reason alone that she has such a hesitancy to heal people: not only is it not her intention to be connected with every person in town, she can only assume they'd rather not be that close with her either. As a matter of fact, the only person she's ever used her ability on was Dara, after the near-miss that night and the affect it had on her baby sister's mental state.
Wound Transferal - To transfer the wounds off a sufferer to on their own bodies, and heal from that. Honestly, this is what her mother considers to be the most useful and selfless and, guess what? It’s the ability she’s never used. Like, ever. Honestly, in Rosalyn’s eyes, helping people doesn’t necessarily have to be healing in the literal sense. Being there for people when they need you is just as important.



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H a i r . C o l o r : Rosalyn's locks are the lightest shade of blonde, having a natural tendency to curl despite her wishes. More often than not, her hair can be found down loosely around her shoulders. Why? Well, she's found that having it all pulled back from her face means it's easier for other people eyes' to accidentally land on her wide ones. But when her hair is down, it more or less provides a distraction, a cover if you will from the curious gazes. Ros is used to remaining a quiet wallflower and eyes tend to speak louder than actual words.
E y e . C o l o r : Like her hair, Rosalyn's eyes are rather noticeable even standing in a crowd of people. Big blue eyes framed with long lashes are probably the first thing anyone would notice when looking at this particular Healer. Yes, she has big eyes. They're on her face. Sorry, they're not going anywhere.
B u i l d : Rosalyn's always had a figure on the smaller side of the scale. Tiny hands and tiny feet. Standing at only 5'5", she's the girl who's never really had a reason to wear heels or anything. Meaning you get what you get with her height. And due to her fast metabolism, -despite the fact that she eats what her mother would consider a lot- her weight of 120 lbs is a relatively stable one.
D i s t i n c t i v e . M a r k i n g s : For most of Rose's life, the birthmark that's always resembled a question mark on the inside of her wrist was the only thing marking her body. After the incident, though? Well, she's never really looked in a mirror to see how bad it really is, but she can occasionally feel the gash that healed a little oddly -naturally, of course- on the back of her neck when pulling her hair back. It was from landing on a rather nasty rock after getting. Uhm. Knocked down.
D r e s s i n g . S t y l e : Seeing as how her mother's mindset has always been to give up what you have for others, she's always insisted that the Carnegie daughters don't need fancy clothing.





{ P e r s o n a l i t y : } Rosalyn knows who she should be, who her mother would approve of, the girl she would be proud to call her daughter. And that? That would be someone selfless, giving up a part of themselves for others without a second thought. Mrs. Carnegie would want the best of all the Healers, not afraid to use themselves as a sacrificial lamb if that's really what it came down to. In Rosalyn's mother's eyes, doing well by the community and for the group is always the most important of all things. Acting selfish, only being concerned about yourself? Yeah, that would just about be the biggest sin a Healer could commit. Something Rosalyn apparently does daily due to her unwillingness to use her abilities, even if it would be for the greater good. "The Aalihans are gifted with the power to mend the broken and heal the hurt for a reason, not just to sit around and watch as accidents occur."

Really, that's all Ros has ever strived to be. The girl her mother would look at with a smile full of pride. But since that has yet to ever really happen, she stays wisely quiet unless she's needed, preferring to stay in the background until she can make herself useful in some small way. She takes care of her sisters -which, although she would never admit it aloud, can be a rather strenuous chore. Aside from her baby sister Dara, of course, who's almost more like a daughter seeing as how Rose has been there for more than her actual mother ever has. She works at the family's herb shop despite the tiny, tiny part of her that's always wandered where she would be if it were up to her to make her own way.

Rosalyn does what she can to live up to her mother's perfect image and, from the outside looking in, she probably appears to be managing quite well. Exactly what her mother wants.

But her mother has always had this knack- which could even be a part of her abilities, something that wouldn't come as a surprise to her eldest daughter. Rosalyn's mother is able to see that part of her she so desperately tries to hide. The part of her that doesn't fit with the picture of what it really means to be a true Healer. The Rose who wishes she didn't always have to be careful, the one who's hesitant to admit her gut reaction isn't always one a pacifist would agree with. Because, yeah, there is a Ros who would respond to a threat with violence should it be aimed in Dara's direction. Which isn't something she would ever give up, because it meant being able to protect her sister that night in the forest, even if she couldn't necessarily protect herself. But this instinct that's probably the thing to be most ashamed of: violence doesn't belong in a place that specializes in healing. Truthfully, she doesn't completely mesh in the Aalihan kingdom, a place she should see as home.

Just don't let her mother know that.

{ S t r e n g t h s : }
Dara- Rosalyn's baby sister is the biggest strength anyone could ever ask for in this entire, confusing world. Her youngest sister loves unconditionally and it's that love alone that makes Rosalyn want to be a better person. A sister Dara can look up to, a role model of sorts, and not someone to be ashamed of. Sure, Rosalyn wants the approval from her mother more than words could ever express. But ultimately? It will always be Dara that pushes her older sister to want to be who she should.
Caring- Despite what her mother says, Rosalyn is in fact caring. Like most Healers. Things easily affect her, whether it’s personal or just something someone else is going through. Some might wonder if this has anything to do with why her mental healing bonds her with others, but Rosalyn just likes to think it’s because she can sympathize with people.
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Darkness- Not in the literal sense. But as it was previously hinted at, Rosalyn's not this little angel that most have painted her out to be. Not that it's their fault, of course- it's not like she's ever showed anything contradictory. Aside from the time she smashed a beer bottle over a man's head and Dara, the only one who witnessed it, doesn't currently remember, thank Jesus. The only person who knows about it, her mother, is only going off a feeling. But there is a darker side of Rosalyn, one that's first reaction to a bad enough problem will always be violence. It's this side of Ros that thinks the sarcastic things she would never actually have the gull to say out loud.
Talen- He's really the one and only person who's ever been able to catch Rosalyn's eye and he's the one person she shouldn't be looking at. But honestly? That reputation of dangerous loner was never something she fell for. It's something about his eyes, a loneliness and lost sort of look she recognizes. How, you might ask? Simply because she's often times seen a same look in the baby blue eyes staring back from a mirror. Talen has always been the guy she'd be willing to turn back for if just to get one more glance. The urge to just get up and sit beside him has been there since they were little and it's never left since then.

Lols, I would just like to interject for a sec and say:
My school lets us use our phones in between classes in the hallways.
And during study hall and lunch.
And it's pretty awesome.
But they just extended that to our school this year.
SO MAYBE IT'S BECOMING A SCHOOL TREND
AND YOU GUYS WILL HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY ! C:

Not going to work on her for awhile.
But the quotes. . . . I didn't want to end up forgetting them ;-;
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"You trust that improper thing to protect the prince? If we are going to be that foolish, he'll be dead before sundown."



{ N a m e : } Thylane Maksim Grace
N i c k n a m e : Seeing as how she spends most time in the company of people who think she's incompetent and would generally prefer her to be anywhere but there, nicknames come in short supply. Back home though, she's known as Tay or Laney.

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B i r t h d a y :
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{ S o c i a l . S t a t u s : } Body guard at the castle. For one of the princes, as a matter of fact. It's such an honor, right? Wrong. The only reason she's doing all of this is for her family, to keep them economically afloat. Never mind the fact that a castle? Yeah, it's the last place someone like Thylane should be and everyone knows it. She's not royalty nor has she ever aspired to be so. The only reason they even considered her -much less actually chose her- to do such an important job is because her abilities. They're pretty potent and have the potential to be quite useful.

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"It's not that I have a short attention span, silly: I'm just choosing to ignore you."


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Hey, Star Fishy <3
And Mittens ! ;D

@Cece: AHH, SNOW BUDDIES ! ^^
It's so pretty, though.
Like a Winter Wonderland-
But I want mooooore.

Onn
Yay for snow days ! C:

And Jen, I hope you're feeling better ♡

@Jay:
Lols, I'm so excited about him, but I just have no clue how I'm going to even begin to describe what a gigantic smartass he can be loving person he is. Deep, deep, deeeeeeep down.
they're going to be so perfect, I hope you realize this xD
Feels overload, some might even say <3
I just have to fill in some details for Rosalyn.
And than the dreaded history ;-;
And I've actually yet to start the four-way collab chick.
Like, not even a name Dx

@Jay: Yayy ! <3
I'm going to try to work on Danny soon, by the wayy.
Because I'm dying over that collab.
I just want to knock Rosalyn out of the way first and than I pwomise
DANIEL IS OF THE UTMOST IMPORTANT.

@Emma: Wee ^^
So I have a few potential ideas for the princess sisters, if you want me to message you about it ?

MUSIC FOR EVERYONE !
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pecj5G...
It's by Foxes and it's that song that makes you want to dance around your house like nobody's watching <3

GUISE.
As anybody out there ? ;-;

@Star Fishy:
Might I just say ?
I'm jealous of your love life xD
Lols, jk.
But seriously sweetie, I'm so happy that you've found someone who makes you happy.
Because your kinda perfect and you totally deserve it.
And, of course, I hope you guys have a lovely, wonderful Valentine's Day ^^ <33

@Jen-a-len: THAT'S GOOD.
I vow not to leave.
Just as long as you promise to come baaaack ;-;

@Star Fishy: It's so cute ^^"
I'm glad, hun !
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Care to elaborate ?
because I'm not a creeper or anything.
Valentine's Day is coming up too,
Are you guys planning to do anything special ? ;o

JAYYY ^^

Hiya :3
How are you guises ? <33

Onnnn ^^

On
Hi, the loveliest of all lovelies ^^

Ghosting, though hopefully I'll actually be onn in a little bit :3

Name: Sara or just MMI, if that's easier c:

Mod Experience: Uhm-nom. I created Prom Week? And On The Other Side and The Shadow Takers. I'm also trying to help someone revive an old group, Dimension Drifters.

RP Example: Excerpt from the lovely ship that is Barley, a 1x1 with the even lovelier Cheryl ^^
(view spoiler)[ Well. It was hard keeping her nonchalance up because, yeah. The stark contrast between her human days -when he would have willingly gone just about anywhere with her- and now definitely hurt. But than again, that was the way life was nowadays. Being a human and being a demon were two very different things and, most of the time, the change was for the better. Who would have thought Benedict would be the one who didn't approve? Not once during her human days had she ever looked at what he was with disgust or disdain but being a demon was too much for him to handle? Even though it was the reason she was able to stand before him that very moment?

Ooh, wasn't that rich?

But instead of showing even a glimpse of how his reaction truly affected her, Charlie smiled at the mention of what they used to have staying in the past. Yes, that was true- it wasn't her intention to be with someone who didn't appreciate what she was. Eh, as a matter of fact, she didn't intend to be with anyone. But that was besides the point. But she found it hard to belief he didn't feel at least something. Because underneath her smug smirks and nonchalant attitude, she was aching to reach out and touch him. Something she was having difficulty admitting to herself, much less ever outloud. It was such a human urge and maybe that's why she was feeling it so strongly around Benedict- he'd always made her feel so human.

And maybe, just maybe, she wasn't ready to let go of that yet.

"Come on," And than she was in front of him, looking up at him with a spot on puppy dog impression. Walking backwords as he continued walking, persistent. "You're not even slightly curious? It took some humans and I a few months to finish and I've been dying to show it off." It was the first and probably only thing as a demon that she'd created instead of destroyed. The humans, some artsy, rebellious types, were currently her roommates and the only group of mortals she could stand. Clasping her hands together in front of her, she held them up in front of her lips to hide the grin there. "For old time's sake? Pleaseee, Ben?"

And those last two words, said in such a mock playful way, were enough to practically crush her under the rain of memories. Trying to sway him into coming in. "Pleasee, Ben? I promise I'll behave." Asking to walk along the beach for just a few minutes longer. "Pleasee Ben. I don't want to go home yet." Curiously asking about his history. "Who am I going to tell? Please, Ben." Showing him one of her new sketches and asking for his opinion. "So. What'd you think? And be vicious if you have to. Please Benedict, I need an honest verdict here." Trying to give him some of her blood when he'd seemed to have gone too long without feeding. "Please, Ben. You need it and I won't miss it." (hide spoiler)]

Why you want to be a mod: Because I want to be able to help in any way I can ? Especially with carrying out new ideas and seeing to them getting used. And honestly, I kinda know what it's like to join a group kinda late and feel like the odd one out just because everyone else Is already comfortable with each other- so I want to be able to help make sure others don't ever feel that way ^^ In other words, being personable with people is something I think is perdy importantt c;

What you can help with: Think of me as a personal little worker bee? Lols, that sounds horrible, just kidding. It's just, I'm relatively decent at carryimg out orders and anything that would need to be done, -make new threads, folders, approve charries, etc- I'd totally be down to do. Unfortunately, I rarely get strokes of ingenius ideas. But ! If I ever did, I'd be sure you mention it. Though I'd do that either way.
. . . . Jesus christ, this convincing thing isn't going so well.
Honestly, I just really adore the idea for this group and I'd love to make myself useful any way I can c: