Rouge Rose Dragonican

[Rouge Dragonican]

ROUGE ROSE DRAGONICAN

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HeadStrong by Trapt[/color][/font]
THIS IS THE SONG THAT DESCRIBES ME BEST.


Strengths

Loyal- Never expect her to betray you. Rouge would rather throw herself into a vault of boiling lava than betray her best friend. It's against the morals she set up as a little girl. To never betray a friend, even if she betrays her. It's not the way, she thinks, that the world should work. Her best friend had given her her trust, she wasn't going to throw it down the drain. Each friendship is precious to her, no matter how short the time.

Attentive- Her grades are the reason why she is so attentive. Even though she seems to be single-minded, she can be rather attentive to her classes as it's all new to her. Even though she had been going to the school for the last two years, she was learning new things each day, which made her attentive to her school work, which made her want to research more on her assignment, getting an almost perfect grade on it...sometimes.

Humorous- Even though her sense of humor is dry and dark, it seems that people love her for that reason. She learned her dark humor from her mother matter of fact. Before her father had become the CEO, her mother had a different set of mind. Something that fit their state of finicaial. She had loved her mother with the dark humor and the sarcasm, but now, Rogue thinks that her mother has turned into a stuck-up bitch and that her sense of humor must have flown out the window when they moved.

Brave- She doesn't back down from a challenge and won't put up with other people's crap. She tends to turn into super-bitch if anyone challenge's her feelings for someone or tries to think for her. She doesn't think twice about hitting someone outside the head if they deserve it or taking them out with her words. She doesn't like to get violent, but if she has to defend herself, then she will.

Weaknesses:[/blue]

Violent- Mostly aimed at the guys, she is violent only when people deserve it. She had taken defense classes before she even knew she had it in her to murder. Her father had wanted her to be able to defend herself in case he wasn't there or someone else wasn't. Her violence went beyond defending as she started to hit the guys that pissed her off and it's gotten her plenty of detentions. It's no surprise if the boys go running off to the teacher about her hitting them or if her knuckles are bleeding because she couldn't aim her anger at a person.

Blunt- She doesn't like to lie and won't lie. If you ask her a question, she will tell you what she really thinks. She won't hold her tongue, she doesn't speak before she thinks, she just says it. No matter who's there to listen or what the occasion is, she doesn't like people to think that she will lie. She tells the truth and nothing but the truth, it doesn't matter if it hurts your feelings.

Single-minded- There are tasks that sometimes takes up the space in her brain for a period of time. If it interests her enough, that is all she will think about. There will be days where she won't talk because she's too caught up in her own thoughts to form any types of conversations with anyone. She tries not to get that way, but she can't help it. It's more of a habit than anything else and her eyes go glassy when she's in that "mode".

Selective-hearing- Selective-hearing comes out especially when she's in trouble. Her mother used to give her crap about her selective hearing. When she would be reading a book, she'd be so engrossed in it, it seemed like her mind was trying to stop everything else from penetrating her ears. She will only hear what she wants to hear and sometimes mistake things for what their not.

Likes;
Horses
Horse-back-riding
Traveling
Making new friends
Fighting for fun
Learning new spells
Reading
Writing silly poems
Her hair
Some-what dangerous boys

Dislikes;
Her mother's taste in clothing
Bullies
Preps
Cliques
The color pink
Staying in one place for too long


Almost Lover by A Fine Frenzy[/color][/font]
THIS IS THE SONG THAT DESCRIBES MY LOVE LIFE.

Rouge doesn‘t date for kicks. And she hates it when someone she barely knows asks her out. It irritates her when she dates them for only a few days too. If you're planning on dating Rouge, plan on it being a long relationship. She will mangle you if you only use her and she's not afriad too, she has done it before. Rouge likes to go after guys who are serious of dating her, her love life has been almost non-exsistant. She's only had one relationship when she was 16 (she's 18 now) and it didn't end well...

Never Alone by Barlow Girl[/color][/font]
THIS IS THE SONG THAT DESCRIBES MY FRIENDSHIPS.


Reputation;
She's not entirely sure what others would think of her, and she really doesn't care, but if you really want to know, they might see her as a fear-less, violent sixteen year old. I would imagine people would avoid her to avoid being hit or hurt. She does make friends...fairly easily, when they decide to look past her hard outer shell.

For those people who don't look past her shell, she doesn't give a shit about. They can go and kill themselves for all she cared. The years have done things to her that she couldn't explain to people she doesn't trust. She tends to be a little bit of a bitch to those she doesn't know or gets a terrible vibe from.


Born This Way by Lady Gaga[/color][/font]
THIS IS THE SONG THAT DESCRIBES MY FAMILY.

Here's a bit of history from her family life;

“Vlad! The baby!” Rose yelled putting her hand on her extended stomach. It was time, her water had broke while her mother had been cooking dinner and now, it was time. Time to give birth to a baby girl…or boy as the family had hoped. Vlad, a worker in a factory, showed up within seconds of her yelling at him, her baby bag in hand for the preparation of the hospital. He wasn’t ready to be a father, he was over-worked and already knew that the baby was going to be more than a handful. They hadn’t even had a room set up for it, but the doctor said that was normal. It would have to share their room anyway, so that they would have a quick access to her when she’s hungry in the night.

They arrived at the hospital, rushed into the room, and she was put on all these machines and such. He didn’t know what to do, he paced the room, he jiggled his leg, he made random noises, he called his parents, who couldn’t make it, he was impatient, just wanting to hold the baby in his arms and get it all over with. Finally, three hours later, she went into labor. Screaming, squeezing his hand to a bloody pulp.

Another scream added to his. A baby scream as they pulled little baby Rogue out of her….well you know. They didn’t know why they had named her that, perhaps it was because of his love of X-man and that was the first mutant they had featured in the movie, but it fit her somehow, with her ordinary blue eyes and extremely blonde hair. “Rogue Rose Dragonican,” the nurse declared, holding out Vlad’s baby girl to his wife.

“She’s beautiful,” he whispered, giving both of his girls a kiss. For that moment, Vladimir Dragonican was content.

Five years old
Rose Dragonican wasn’t happy with her way of living. She hated being poor while everyone else had a life of leisure. They had no children, she thought bitterly as she looked down at the little girl who had attached herself to her leg. They were at the park and Rogue wasn’t much of a kid person. She held onto her mother’s legs with a grip that couldn’t be broken. Children played on the grounds, screaming and tagging each other. “I don’t want to go Mommy,” she said looking up at her mother with her blue eyes.

Rose pulled her hands off of her and gave her little girl a small push. “They won’t hurt you.”

Now, it was six and daddy was coming home soon, so Rose had to go home and cook. Cook. Heh, she thought again. She reached out for Rouge, who ran from her. The little girl climbed on and under the playgrounds while her shouting mother chased after her. “Get back here!” she screamed grabbing her by the arm and yanking back. Rouge’s arm popped and Rose felt a sinking feeling in her stomach. Rouge had grabbed her shoulder and howled in pain.

Parents of remaining children stopped and stared at the two females. Whispers went through the gaggle of adults as she rushed her daughter to the hospital. She didn’t need to be a doctor to know what she did, but she did need to lie to get her way out of it. As they were waiting for the doctor’s report, he had asked how it happened. The butterflies got worse, she stammered, “She….she….she was climbing on the monkey bars and had caught herself from a nasty fall, thus her arms. We don’t have very strong bodies honestly,” she lied. The doctor gave her a funny look, but didn’t ask anymore.


Second Chance by Shinedown[/color][/font]
THIS IS THE SONG THAT DESCRIBES EVERYTHING ELSE ABOUT ME.



Eyes: Blue eyes. Big surprise, blonde hair and blue eyes. Rouge hates her eyes. It's an ordinary color. There's nothing pretty about her eyes, or so she thinks. A lot of people have told her, particularly family, that her eyes are her best feature and her hair is dimmed by them. They twinkle when she's going to do something in the wrong and she knows it. She wears dark make-up to make them pop. Her mother disapproves of that too. She would rather her daughter wear close to no make-up at all and Rouge swears she trying to ruin her fun. She would pay for contacts...if she had any money.

Hair: Yes, it's really that nautrally blonde. It's really that light. No dye, nothing. Rouge absolutely loves her hair, it's her most prized feature and it's the only thing on her body that she's conceited about. Usually worn short in the summer, she has let it grow out when she got into fourth year because everyone kept saying that they wanted to see her with long hair, not very long, maybe mid-back length. She likes to wear it down because it's a very easy thing to hide behind when her eyes are read like books from people she doesn't know in the hallways. When she wears it short, it's usually chin length or a little bit shorter. Rouge has found out that when she wears it short, it's extremely light, so light that people don't think it's natural. She argues and argues, but has finally given up the fight about her hair. She accepts whatever people say.

Height: 5'6"

Build: She has pale skin. She has tried to tan outside, but she will only burn and burn. Her skin turns red like a lobster and will flake when it's not taken care of. She's not strong, but has some kind of muscle because some of her muggle friends have farms and she went out for the summer to help. She pushed wheel-lines and moved hay bales over tall wire fences.

Style: She doesn't have a lack of style, she just refuses to wear the clothes her mother wants her too. As a tom-boy, her mother has judged her about wearing cut-off jeans and tank-tops in the summer. She would rather her wear heels, and expensive suits that showed off no more than her ankles. Her lack of style or wearing clothes that fit properly is what she grew up with as her parents didn't make as much money as they started to when she turned fourteen. Her mother started wearing expensive clothes and expected her daughter to follow along. But she wouldn't; so her style is clothing that barely fit, cut offs and cast downs.

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