[center][h3]Basics[/h3][/center] [center][img]http://i.gyazo.com/c4f155747198d94bd9f9b00b65f5dbbf.jpg[/img][/center] [color=662d91][b]Name:[/b][/color] Octavia Rowena Atalanta Gabriele [color=662d91][b]Goes by:[/b][/color] Octavia Gabriele [color=662d91][b]Other names:[/b][/color] Rowena, Tavi, Gabby. [color=662d91][b]Age:[/b][/color] 24 [color=662d91][b]Appeared Age:[/b][/color] 17-20 [color=662d91][b]Height:[/b][/color] 57kg (126 lb) [color=662d91][b]Weight:[/b][/color] 170cm (5’7) [color=662d91][b]Eye Color:[/b][/color] Light purple [color=662d91][b]Hair Color:[/b][/color] Dark purple [color=662d91][b]Physical Identifiers:[/b][/color] [list][*]Purple coloured eyes [*]Purple hair, a few shades darker than her eyes [*]Purple stuff (very fond of the colour)[/list] [color=662d91][b]Appearance:[/b][/color] There a people whose beauty is comparable to the gods from ancient Greece. There are those whose beauty stems from an excotic combination of colours, and even those whose rough and calloused exterior attracts. And then there is Octavia, a young woman whose appearance does not fit into any of these categories. While an attractive young woman in her own right the main focus of any attention directed at her is the startling colour of her hair and eyes. Locks of wavy purple fall down to the middle of her back, framing a face with a slightly pointed chin, high cheekbones and full lips. Hours upon hours of exercise has gifted her with a body toned to perfection, with powerful thighs, a toned belly and overall slim build. Subtle muscles can be spotted moving beneath her skin as she moves, never so prominent as to detract anything from her feminine side. While not exactly the epitome of the hourglass figure, she still possesses a modest bust and shapely hips transitioning into round thighs. To see her without her long nails and lips coloured a purple similar to her hair is about as rare as seeing Santa, some would say. And to a degree it is true; she never goes out without at least those two cosmetics. [center][h3]Background[/h3][/center] [color=662d91][b]Residence:[/b][/color] Small apartment in Serenity (former). Well-furnished and cozy room in Bitches’ Brew (current, until she finds something for herself). [color=662d91][b]Profession:[/b][/color] Poledancer & Barmaid in the Bitches’ Brew. Formerly the same in Castalia Casino & Hotel. [color=662d91][b]Aligned Faction:[/b][/color] The Castalia Family, Motum Diversum [color=662d91][b]Relatives:[/b][/color] [list][*] Brianne Rowena Gabriele - Mother [*] Matthew Atalanta Gabriele - Father[/list] [hider=Diary of Octavia Gabriele][center][h2]The Diary of Octavia Rowena Atalanta Gabriele[/h2][/center] [right]23/3-2367[/right] Dear Diary I’m actually writing in it! It’s my tenth birthday today, and Daddy just got me a diary! I’m so excited! He even bought a [s]pearple[/s] purple one! You write in a diary, don’t you? I dunno what to write… My day? Okay! Mommy woke me up with kisses in the morning. She kissed my cheeks and poked my nose so I woke up. Then she gave me a pretty piece of cake! I felt almost bad for eating it. It was so cute! She said that colours for it was difficult to get, but seeing me smile when I saw it made it worth it. It also tasted really good. Then she took me downstairs to my dad. We have a big home, they say. They say that a lot of people are [s]jal[/s] [s]Jellous[/s] jealous of our stairs, and wants to have some too. Anyway, we went down to dad and he gave me a present! You! My Diary! He also gave me some dolls he had bought. I liked them a lot but not as much as you, Diary. You’re my favourite colour, and Mom and Dad told me that I can tell you everything, so I am. But it’s getting late now, and Mom’s calling saying I should sleep. Good night! [center]~~~~~[/center] [right]8/4-2368[/right] Dear Diary It’s been over a year now, and I just realised something! I completely forgot to tell you about me! I am so sorry, and I know I should have known better. You probably know a lot about me already, but in case you ever forget I’ll write it down now so that you can remember. My name is Octavia Rowena Atalanta Gabriele. It’s a long name, I know, and I also prefer to just be called Octavia Gabriele. It’s much shorter but still nice. I was born March the 23rd year 2357. I live in Serenity with my mom and dad. I go to school while they work. My mom makes clothes (I think it’s called a Tailor) and my dad works in the Powerplant. I think he makes a lot of money from that. He never told me how much he gets, but I think it’s a lot. I like the colour purple. A lot. I also have a lot of friends at school, but I only spend time with a few of them after school. They are my best friends. There is Michelle, Michael, Cassie, and Luna. Luna says that her parents named her after something they found in a very old book, something called a Moon. I have to ask mom and dad what that is. I also like to sing and to dance. And I dance a lot. Whenever mom has time I like to dance and sing for her. I’m not very good but I practice. I know I’ll become good one day! Mom also says that. She believes in me. Dad just laughs when I dance for him, and then Mom scolds him. Says he has to be nice. Well… That’s about it about me. I’m a big girl who likes to dance and sing, and I have lots of friends. I hope we continue to be friends, too, Diary. Good night! [center]~~~~~[/center] [right]30/10-2370[/right] Dear Diary WOW! I saw something amazing! When I was on my way home I saw some of the older boys go to a bar after school. Luna and I followed them because one of them… Oh he’s so cute! [s]His name is Jake and[/s] That’s not important. Luna and I followed Jake and his friends into the bar and we saw something amazing! Or I did. Luna was busy talking to Jake. I didn’t get to talk much with Jake, but I didn’t care. I saw something amazing on the stage! There was a woman only in underwear dancing! But she didn’t just dance normally. No, she did all sorts of really difficult things with a large iron pole. She held herself up with only one arm, hung upside down, and sometimes only with her legs. The things she did were amazing and looked so cool! I really want to do that too. So I went home and asked me dad if he knew someone who could teach me. He almost spat out his coffee when I asked him, and my mother looked the same. They said I couldn’t, and they would under no circumstances allow me to do it. I think they’re stupid. It’s just dancing, right? I don’t have to take off my clothes and stand there in only my underwear. Ugh. I barely have any boobs to show yet, so it’s not like I’d show anything important even if I wore only underwear! Mom did say that she knew someone who was good at gymnastics, and told me that I could do that instead. Well… it’s close to dancing, isn’t it? I can at least practice… something until I am old enough to decide what I want to do myself. I guess I’ll do it. I start next week. ...I’m actually looking forward to it. [center]~~~~~[/center] [right]18/9-2372[/right] Dear Diary EEEEEEEEH!!! Jake asked me out today! We’re going on a date tonight! I can’t wait I’m so happy!!! I used a bunch of my savings on a new dress! It’s going to be so great! ...I wonder if he’ll kiss me. Ah! I have to get ready! [center]~~~~~[/center] [right]27/3-2373[/right] [i][The paper is matted with tears][/i] Dear Diary Jake wasn’t at all a nice guy. At all. He told me he’d give me a really nice birthday present when it was my birthday. But he didn’t. He gave me a red dress. He was pretty, but… he tricked me. He told me that I owed him for it, and that he wanted… me. I didn’t want to at first, but he told me that I didn’t like him that much, then. I let him do it, but today he told me that he’s breaking up. It was fun, he said, but I was no longer interesting. He just wanted to have sex. Asshole. Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole AssholeAsshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole Asshole!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [center]~~~~~[/center] [right]14/7-2373[/right] Dear Diary Things are going well. Luna and I had a sleepover last night. It was awesome! Dad got promoted at his work and now oversees like 10 people! He got a raise and, as a present, wanted to let me choose one thing I wanted. So I chose purple hair dye! He wasn’t all that enthusiastic, but he let me do it. He’ll get it from some Gaeans in about a week or so, because it’s not something that you just get. It’s made of some plant extract. I don’t know the specifics, but I’m so looking forward to it! [center]~~~~~[/center] [right]12/8-2374[/right] Dear Diary My mom’s friend helped me find someone who would teach me pole dancing. It’s been four years since I first saw that woman in the bar. I made her promise not to tell my mom. I’ll be starting tomorrow where I have to normally practice my gymnastics. I’m pretty good at Gymnastics, so I think I should be able to do well. Oh! And this hair dye? Amazing! I [u]love[/u] the purple colour! [center]~~~~~[/center] [right]13/8-2374[/right] Dear Diary This. Isn’t. Easy. Holding myself up on that pole, swinging around and all that stuff is [i]really[/i] difficult. But it’s fun, and I’m looking forward to next week! [center]~~~~~[/center] [right]1/1-2375[/right] Dear Diary What a new year. Didn’t go quite as I had planned. I’m getting fairly good at this whole poledancing thing, but mom and dad found out. They… weren’t happy. I managed to convince them that all I’m doing is just the same as I did during Gymnastics, just with an iron pole. It also makes me quite a bit stronger! Also, Luna has started nicknaming me the Purple Wonder. She saw me practicing a week or so ago and thought that all the stuff I did was “wonderful,” as she said. It’s because of my hair, of course (my dad got me another bottle. Should last for at least a year), and I quite like the name. It’s fitting. [center]~~~~~[/center] [right]29/5-2377[/right] Dear Diary I got the sniffles. Mom and Dad looked worried. They think it’s the Sickness. I don’t. It’s just a normal cold. Right? [center]~~~~~[/center] [right]14/7-2377[/right] Dear Diary THE SCHOOL BURNED DOWN! We were practicing that “walking in the air” move when all of a sudden the building caught fire! No one knows what happened, but it just suddenly went up in flames! Luna got hurt. She has a burn on her belly now. It’s not pretty, but it’ll heal. Or so the healers say. I managed to get everyone else out in time, at least those who couldn’t run themselves. Also, I’m getting really good at it! My teacher’s saying I could get a work as a performer! Also, I don’t have sniffles anymore! Yay! I told mom and dad it wasn’t The Sickness! [center]~~~~~[/center] [right]15/7-2377[/right] Dear Diary Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck [center][h3]FUCK![/h3][/center] I woke up and noticed it. My… My eyes. I love the colour BUT MY EYES ARE PURPLE! Fuck. Fuck my life. Why did this have to happen? Mom and Dad are scared to death when I told them. At first they thought it was some hair dye I had gotten in my eyes, but when I told them that I had used the last of my dye last week they… they know. I know. I’m an Immortal. I don’t know what my element is, and I don’t care. I’m scared. What am I going to do? I… Isn’t there some rumours about that family? Maybe… No. It’s a bad idea. I shouldn’t do it. [center]~~~~~[/center] [right]17/7-2377[/right] Dear Diary I did it. I had heard some rumours about the Castalia family having an Immortal in their family. I don’t know who exactly, but if they have an Immortal in the family then… then I should be able to work there. If I work for them, I should be able to hide myself among them. People wouldn’t dare confront me if they knew who I worked for. So I went to their casino hotel and got hired. I’m now a barmaid and dancer (occasional singer. I’m not the best but I can do well enough. I should start practicing). I’m starting work tomorrow. [center]~~~~~[/center] [right]2/9-2377[/right] Dear Diary Holy mother of fuck they pay a lot! I’m just a barmaid and a poledancer, but I get paid almost as much as my mom! I also got a make-up set! Lipstick, nail polish, even some eyeliner and eye shadow. It’s a very small set, but I don’t use a lot. But even then, some of it looks like it’s Old World stuff! Rare and freaking expensive! I love this job. Seriously. Most people are kind, and I’m not discriminated for being an Immortal! Even my parents have gone back to normal. They still look a little surprised at my purple eyes, but it’s only a little. Oh! And before I forget, Diary. I learned that I can control fire. I can even make it any colour I want! Heh. Guess which colour I prefer? P.S Speaking of colour, my hair hasn’t changed! Usually the colour of my hair fades out after about a month, but it’s been over three and the colour is still as vivid as when I first coloured it. Could it be another mutation from me becoming an Immortal? [center]~~~~~[/center] [right]30/8-2379[/right] Dear Diary Umm… Oops? I have often said that I’m good at pole dancing and all, but, umm… Hehe. I broke my leg. I was trying a new move I came up with myself and fell. I landed on my leg and… well, let’s just say that I’m sure the entire Casino Hotel heard my scream. That hurt. Luckily there was a travelling healer in the city. She was an Immortal, too. Her eyes were really strange: Solid emerald colour with slitted pupils, and I even noticed that her canines were far longer than a normal person. Also. Her tits! Huuuuuuuge~! I only know ‘cause she stayed with me for a day and I saw her take off the bandages in the bathroom. Just… wow. I mean, I think mine are fairly big (32B and proud!) but hers were positively huge! I… Alright. I kinda want mine to be bigger, but still. Hot damn! [s]I wonder if there’s an Immortal who can change someone’s appearance.[/s] [center]~~~~~[/center] [right]23/8-2381[/right] Dear Diary The Castalia Family is opening a new settlement in Russell Town. I was requested to join as one of the new employees, and was promised a raise. I need to say bye to my parents, but after that I’m off to Russell town! I’m honestly looking forward to it. A lot, actually. This is the last page of this diary. I need to get another one. Anyway, I should get packing. Thank you for always listening, Diary. I’ll see you again soon. For now, I need to go packing! [u]~ Octavia Rowena Atalanta Gabriele[/u] [center]~~~~~[/center] [/hider] [center][h3]Gear[/h3][/center] [color=662d91][b]Weapons:.[/b][/color] [url=http://i.gyazo.com/adfc3ed424a692e1094584560afab8bc.png]1911 Longslide[/url] [color=662d91][b]Armour:[/b][/color] N/A [color=662d91][b]Ammunition:[/b][/color] [i]High Grade Rounds:[/i] 45x .45 Super rounds loaded in 15-round magazines [i]Dirty Rounds:[/i] 180 .45 Super rounds loaded in 15-round magazines [color=662d91][b]Purse:[/b][/color] Tube of purple lipstick and nail polish, 1911 Longslide, 1 spare magazine, water bottle, and a small make-up set made up of a few old-world and (mostly) Dust manufactured products (gifted as one of her first payments when she started working for the Castalia family). [center][h3]Immortalis Information[/h3][/center] [color=662d91][b]Manifested Phenomena:[/b][/color] Fire/Heat [color=662d91][b]Unique Abilities:[/b][/color] [list][*][color=ed1c24]Living Furnace:[/color] Octavia simply does not get cold. While still capable of feeling hot and being affected by the sun’s rays, she never feels cold, and even warms up her surroundings if she so chooses. [*][color=ed1c24]Thermal Vision:[/color] One thing she quickly noticed when first she became Immortal, was that she could sense vague shapes behind solid objects. Over the cause of a couple of years this ability developed into a perfect thermal vision to be used at her leisure. [*][color=ed1c24]Fire Manipulation/Creation:[/color] The control and creation of fire comes as natural to Octavia as breathing does. At this point in time she’s as comfortable with her powers as she is with her trusty dance partner: Mr. Pole. The range, and amount of fire she can produce using her powers is as of yet unknown. Thanks to this ability she is also completely immune to the effects of fire upon her body.[/list] [color=662d91][b]Strengths:[/b][/color] [list][*][color=aba000]Mr. Pole’s Gift:[/color] As a result of several years of pole dancing, Octavia is significantly stronger and more flexible than the average woman her age. [*][color=aba000]A Quicky?:[/color] A healthy body also means a healthy mind. She’s a quick thinker and does well in stressing situations.[/list] [color=662d91][b]Weaknesses:[/b][/color] [list][*][color=aba000]Amateur:[/color] Octavia has little to no combat experience, knowing only the basics on how to maintain and shoot her gun. Hand to hand combat is an unknown to her, and despite wanting to learn she has yet to find someone who can. [*][color=aba000]Let’s be friends, Mr Wolf:[/color] Perhaps a bit naïve, Octavia is easy to befriend, and slow to suspicion. While not easy to manipulate per se, it’s still not a difficult task to lie to her. [*][color=aba000]Like a Wildfire:[/color] As easy as it is to befriend her, as difficult is it to be forgiven. If she is betrayed or a friend is struck down or wounded she becomes nigh uncontrollable, and will not stop until she feels that justice has been served, or proper reparations is sworn (not promised). [/list]