Amelia Ozera;

[Amelia Ozera]

[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]This is what I Brought You,
This You Can Keep[/glow][/shadow]

Name: Amelia Jade Ozera.
Nickname: Lia.
Age: 17.
Gender: Female.
Hair Color: Deep Auburn.
Eye Color: Blue.
Species: Moroi.
Occupation: Student.

[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]This is what I Brought,
You May Forget Me.[/glow][/shadow]

Nationality:: English
Family: Andrew & Eliza Ozera - Parents
History: Amelia had spent most of her life separated from the rest of the world.. well not really but for a majority of her existence it felt that way. She was home schooled. Completely cut off from what she thought was normalcy. Even though she had one of the best tutors her parents bank accounts could provide, she hated it, along with most of her childhood. Her life was always mapped out for her. She hardly had any say in what she could do most of the time. Her parents, well mainly her father, liked to control almost everything she did. Amelia always thought of him as being unfair toward her. He always said that everything he did was for her benefit and that she would thank him one day. When she was younger she didn't really understand why he did what he did, or expected so much of her. She just wanted to be normal like everyone else, and be able to do the things she wanted. Although Amelia held tiny specks of anger for her fathers decisions at times, she didn't hate him. She loved him a lot. She loved her mother too. It's not like they neglected her. She was lucky, and she knew it. She had a family who raised her right.. but that didn't make her an angel.

Amelia was born in Darlington in England, and had lived there till about two years ago when her father Lord Andrew Ozera had decided, and then convinced his wife that it was in their daughters best interest to send her to St. Joseph Academy. At the time the idea of leaving her home and everything she knew was absolutely crazy, but it was exactly what Amelia had wanted. New, exciting things. Being able to do whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted. Not being under 24 hour surveillance. Not being trapped in ridiculous routines. Not being alone anymore. Not feeling alone anymore. Freedom. Or some form of it anyway. She jumped on the opportunity as soon as her father told her. Told not asked, because that's what he did, whenever he wanted her to do something.

Amelia is currently living at the academy, enjoying and lapping up the freedom she was deprived of for most of her life. At this point in time all she's really trying to do is live her own life, and yeah maybe she does party and drink way more than she should, but she's just having fun. Mistakes are meant to be made, and rules are made to be broken. And hey let's face it, if you were her you'd probably be doing the same thing.
Grade: Senior.
Martial Status: Single.

[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]I Promise to Depart,
Just Promise One Thing…[/glow][/shadow]

Personality: Amelia is like a mood ring. Her personality reflects her emotions. She can be one thing one moment, then a completely different thing the next. Her state of mind is usually on the brighter side of the scale. She is generally a kind natured and caring person, it's how she was raised. But just because she's a nice person doesn't mean that she lacks a spinal cord. Amelia doesn't let people mess with her or the people she cares about. If someone does try to harm those closest to her, she verbally rips them to shreds. Sometimes all it takes to destroy someone is an attack on their ego. And the fact that Amelia is a spirit user who has the ability to see auras is a definite plus when it comes to reading people and knowing exactly what to say to piss someone off to a point where they have no comeback or dignity left. Yep spirit does come in pretty handy at times. Though sometimes it can be a major pain in the ass. The side effects are just one of many drawbacks.

Amelia is popular. After all why shouldn't she be? She's Beautiful, witty and has a killer fashion sense. And I guess the fact that she's royal doesn't hurt her popularity either. Not that she would ever use her future title in a negative manner, like some of the other royals seem to do on a constant basis. It actually annoys her that some people choose to act so ignorant. Although she does associate with them, she doesn't actually consider them to be friends. It'd be pretty safe to say that there are only two things Amelia really has in common with most of the other royals. One.. she's royal, and two, she likes to party. The partying, more wild side of her is result of having parents who monitored her every move as a child and kept her from doing things that others were just simply allowed to do, you know normal things like, go to school, or play outside without having three guardians shadow her.

Studying. You will rarely find Amelia studying. As a child she was forced to study and spent most of her time doing just that. Of course she secretly spent even more time cutting up her clothes and making them look as different to their original form, as she possibly could. But yeah, Amelia doesn't like to study at all. She only really cracks books if there is a big exam coming up. Otherwise she just doesn't bother. It's not because she doesn't care. She does. But not as much as her father would like. She just feels like there are more important things. Like finding/altering/making the perfect piece of clothing to wear to whatever party is coming up next
Likes:
+Partying.
+Anything and everything fashion related.
+Energy drinks, she has an addiction.
+Being able to see auras.
+Watching ma movies, she was banned from them, so watching them as lame it sounds, gives her some sense of baddass'ness.
Dislikes:
-Not having complete control over spirit.
-The fact that she spent most of her life isolated from the rest of her family.
-When her father makes decisions for her.
-Being told she cannot do certain things.
-Obnoxious people.
Fears:
-Being alone, not having anyone who really makes her feel like she exists.
-Being Controlled.
-Balloons. She has an irrational fear of blowing up balloons. She gets paranoid and thinks they will blow up in her face.
Hopes:
+To get good enough grades so that her father stays off her back and doesn't pull her out of the academy.
+To Learn more about spirit and how to control it.
+To one day own a boutique.
Power: Spirit.
Roleplay Example: My ragged breathing pulled me from sleep. Sitting up in my bed I pushed aside my silky pink sheets while the images of the dream I was just having rushed through my mind. It was one of those dreams you have to experience to understand what happened. One of the ones that can't be explained. Not that I was going to tell anybody about it. I wasn't. Ever. Like with all subjects people try to avoid, I tried to convince myself that what my subconscious had been relaying was not real. It was just a dream. Just a bad dream. Or was it? If it was really just an unfortunate sleeping sequence then why did it cause sharp stabbing pains in my chest? Why was my pulse racing like I was actually scared? Like I thought I was actually in danger? It made no sense. How could this thing that I knew was not real make me feel so venerable? Like at any moment I was going to be attacked or fall back into that same state of sleep, back into that same state of fear. Pure terror ran over me making me shiver. I'm not the type of girl who gets freaked out easily. I'm not afraid of a lot of things most people are afraid of. Spiders, don't worry me. Heights, are not scary. Clowns, are stupid. Ghosts, aren't real. In my world there are really only two things that I'm scared of. And that dream used both of them against me.

Throughout the day I tried to forget the dream or more accurately, nightmare I had this morning. The one I always have. The one I hoped would never come true. I was doing a good job of blocking it out up until 5th period, where I sat not listening to Mr. Oldgen talk about Moroi Culture. I tuned out when.. well I don't remember when. God I hate it when that happens. One minute I was listening. Then I started thinking about this pattern for a blazer I wanted to make. The back was going to be made entirely of lace and I was planning on using little silver bat buttons, and then the buttons reminded me of the nightmare. There were buttons scattered all over the floor. I pushed the stupid buttons out of my mind, and tried to focus on Mr. Oldgen who was still talking. As boring as he was, I knew his mindless talk was a good distraction. Actually I should probably be listening anyway.

The bell rang as I realized that I wasn't actually listening to Mr. Oldgen talk. I was really just looking at him. Not in a oh he's so hot way. Ew. He's my teacher. But he's not bad looking. Mid forties. Still has all his hair. And he has nice blue eyes. But that's not what I was looking at. I was looking at his clothes. He dressed nice I decided as I picked up my bag and put the text book I hadn't even opened inside. Come to think of it, he always dressed nice. "Hey." I heard familiar voice call but I didn't bother to turn around, I wanted to leave, cut 6th period and get back to my room to.. " Hey wait up." I was half way around the corner. "Amelia!" Great."Oh hey." It's hard to avoid someone when they directly address you. "Didn't you hear me calling you? I practically had to run to catch you." I shrugged in response. "Sorry." I said, even though I had no idea why I was apologizing to him. I don't know, I guess I just thought it'd be easier to get away if I didn't bother with excuses. He looked around to see if anyone was listening, he wanted to make sure no one besides me could hear what I knew he was about to say. "I think we should..." He raised one eye brow. "Later." I knew what he wanted. I was still mad at him from the last time. It hurt too much. His body. My body. The blade he used to slice his skin open. "I don't know." I said thinking about it all. "What? You have to." He said face serious, which was rare for him. I looked away from him, I was starting to feel sick. "You have to practice." He was right. I did. Even with the little things, like vanity wounds. But me healing him when he didn't actually need to be healed was recently becoming a bad idea to me. "I know." I said looking back at him. "I'll see you later ok." I said quickly and turned away before he could say anything else. I needed time to think. Instead of going to my room I headed to the one place I knew nobody would look for me, the library.

[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]Kiss My Eyes and Lay Me to Sleep.[/glow][/shadow]

Name/Alias: Shar.
Gender: Female.
Have you read the books?: Yep. Can't wait till bloodlines comes out, hopefully it'll be just as good as va.
Dimitri or Adrian?: Adrian. Dimitri is cool, but there's just something about Adrian.

[Natasha Contrarez]

Very nice. :3 It'll be cool seeing a chara that originally popped into my head develop. ^^ You betrayed what I thought of as Amelia perfectly. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. ^^ Also, don't forget to claim Amelia on the canon chara list.

[glow=red,2,300]~ACCEPTED~[/glow]