REDWYNE, Verity Wylla

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VERITY W Y L L A REDWYNE

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Honest to God I will break your heart,
Tear you to pieces and rip you apart

Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things

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Baby take my hand, don't fear the reaper. And she ran to him, then they started to fly.

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[/color][/b]. I've been jumping around this world for 21 now, but only found this body forever ago. I was led to the crossroads by JJ. If you listen close enough you can hear Kendell, Kierran, Kris. Lastly, I'd just like to use this opportunity to tell you my favorite episode isHollywood and my favorite character is winchesters. Oh and I believe that, unicorns don’t exisit? WHAAAAAT?!
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Are You There God? It's Me, Dean Winchester

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Carry on my wayward son, there'll be peace when you're done. Lay your weary head to rest.[/center]

[/b][/color]: Verity Wylla Redwyne
Name Meaning[/color]: Truth, Unbroken Succession
Sex[/color]: Female
Age[/color]: 23
Sexual Orientation[/color]: Bisexual
Ethnicity[/color]: Irish
Species[/color]: Priestess of the Old Religion/ Witch
Canon or Original[/color]: Original
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The Usual Suspects And What Should Never Be

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Sometimes I get a feeling, deep in my soul. Sometimes I get a feeling, deep in my bones.[/center]

[/b][/color]: Varying shades of blue and green hues with a ring of gold amber around the pupil.
Hair[/color]: Thick dark chestnut colored hair with a mild red sheen to it when the sunlight hits it.
Height & Weight[/color]: 5 ft (arguably 4’11, but she claims its 5 ft) and around 120 pounds
Body Type[/color]: Curvey
Distinguishing Features[/color]: While she does not have any tattoos or scars, Verity does wear a number of distinguishing necklaces: One, Two, and Three. Bracelets: One,Two,Three,Four, and Five. Rings:One,Two.Three, and Four
Face Claim[/color]: Katie McGrath
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It's the Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester

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I see the bad moon arising. Don't go around tonight, well its bound to take your life.[/i][/center]

[/b][/color]: The Old Religion, Wild Magic, Gaelic, Elements, Ireland, Freedom, Scrolls, Thick Parchment, Wild Parties, Drinking, S&M, Open Fields, Tall Grass, The Ocean, Self Pleasure, Temples, Animal Bones, Red Elk
Dislikes[/color]: Certain Demons, Dangerous Hunters, Being sober at a party, Boring sex, Dirty old men, Lectures on uninteresting things, Pavement, After Taste, Hangovers, Traps, Ugly surprises
Strength[/color]: Elemental Magic, Research with Computer and Spellbooks, Witty
Weaknesses[/color]: Creature of Habit, Sex, Easily flipped, Can be trapped easily
Fears[/color]: Being stuck outside of Ireland, Death, Destruction
Secrets[/color]: Has one of the oldest family Book of Shadows
Habits/Quirks[/color]: Lip biter
Overall Personality/Appearance[/color]: There is usually only one word to describe Verity and that is Party Animal. She thrives off of the highs of life, and is restless and untamable in many ways. She does not enjoy sitting down in front of books unless it’s for her own benefactor or there’s something that she desperately needs to know. Verity is one who definitely follows by the rule of living life to the fullest, for she does just that. Other than kicking a few beers, she also enjoys several pleasures with both men and woman, as long as it’s kept fun and exciting. While not really a sex addict, it is quite hard for Verity to go a few days without something of some form of sexual activity. She enjoys the sinner’s life, much to her parents’ annoyance sometimes and as shocking as it may be, she can be serious. Verity is one who often pulls of dry humor and wit; she doesn’t like taking orders from anybody and tends to think that she’s better than a lot of people, even when she’s sober. People constantly say she’s self centered, but she believes that’s everything when it comes down to being a Redwyne. When Verity is serious though, she calm, collected, annoyed or angry, and very calculating. Her IQ is registered pretty high and she tends to take it for granted since nobody ever realizes it coming from a party animal.

Verity could be defined as that classic Irish girl, she has very pale skin and hardly tans. If anything, she burns if she’s out in the sun for too much, but one thing that she does love about her skin is that it makes her eyes pop as well as make shadow make up look good. Her dark hair is usually just hanging down her back, but on occasions, she’ll have it pinned up (like in the picture) or in a pony tail if it’s too hot out, but that’s usually not the case for her. One thing that Verity often finds herself putting up with is jokes about her height, which honestly is, well, expected. She’s stands at a mere 4’11, but she lies and tells everybody that she’s 5 foot, even though it’s clearly a lie. Other than that though, Verity is most notorious for her odd jewelry that she has on. She could be in one of the most beautiful dresses ever and still be wearing her outlandish jewelry that annoys her mother to no end. When not in classy attire though, Verity likes to spend most of her days in leggings or spandex with boots or neon sneakers with shirts with flashy colors or patterns. However, if she’s feeling her stereotype, she can switch it out for a more somber look of black and earthy tone drapes.
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There Is A Monster At The End Of The Book

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You're as cold as ice, you're willing to sacrifice our love. You know that you are.[/center]

[/b][/color]: Dublin, Ireland
Current Residence[/color]: Nomadic, but she always returns home
Mothers Name[/color]: Iona Florence Redwyne
Fathers Name[/color]: Cedric Regan Redwyne
Siblings[/color]: None
Pets[/color]: None
Overall History[/color]: The Redwyne lineage can be traced back to the origins of the Druids. Ireland was always a land buried in magic and mystery, and it would not come as to a surprise that some of the old religion survived all of these centuries. While over the years, some of the great lineages was destroyed because of famine, war, witch hunts, and other such means, the Redwynes were one family that were cunning enough to survive the years to come, and with them, their gift and the magic of old and they built their empire, rising from the ruins into where their descendants stand today for the sake of survival. While in the olden days, the Redwynes like to keep the magic and lineage within the family, they soon saw the need to draw genetics from individuals outside of the extended family, and soon allowed the intermingling of their children with other families, however, to keep the magic strong, they were to only to wed other old religion families, which is how Verity came to be, her father of Redwyne descent and her mother of another ancient family, the Owellyns.

Verity’s parents were an odd one, something that the city of Dublin were shocked to see happen, oblivious to the true intentions behind it, but they played it out very much to be a Cinderalla rags to riches story. The Owellyns were not as prominent as the Redwynes who had their empire to back them out; they could almost be considered royalty because of their power. The Owellyns were a different story though, they were of a power class and had seen many hardships over the years between various incidents that continued to tear their families apart and were actually one of the ancient families that were heavily affected by the witch hunts. However, what they had found was love despite the class differences and Cedric’s family only approved because of the strong magic within her, however, to this day, Cedric’s parents and other family members still look down upon Iona with some distrust. But that never bothered Cedric, but it did Iona, and she soon began to change to please her in-laws, transforming herself into almost what they wished her to be originally.

Years later, Verity Wylla Redwyne was born and she was the delight of the family, and showed signs of intelligence. Days with the nannies were always an exciting time due to Verity’s idea of liking to escape from her crib with the help of a screwdriver. One day, her parents came home to see her trying to take the door off of its hinges. After at that day, they decided that it might be best to take her into a program where she could excel as well as keep her mind preoccupied for the times that they were gone. Over the years, Verity continued to grow and she continued to grow more intelligent every year, however, as she grew up, she also grew entitled and spoiled thanks to her family, their wealth, as well as the papers following her everywhere as well as the corruptions that could come from school and her classmates. While putting on a spotlight for her parents and her seemingly perfect behavior, it was a long shot from what Verity was actually about: partying. But there was other things that were also digging into her wild personality and that was the development of her magic.

Members of natural magic clans can start to develop their powers between the ages of fourteen to eighteen as beginner users before their powers start to progress and become more powerful down the lines. At age sixteen was when her powers started to develop and she began to use them more and more often. When things started to get out of hand, strange things happening in Dublin wherever she went, the family took it upon themselves to discipline her and Verity found herself meeting her match almost in the form of angry family. And soon, they began to school her in what was proper for her magic, never mind the image that she gave the family with her wild antics. This acted as a moment of maturity for Verity, even though forced into it and originally dead set against it; she began to learn an appreciation for it and it also gave her mind something to concentrate and grow in, as her magic became more disciplined and stronger, and she learned a great deal between her parents, extended family, and the their book of shadows.

Slowly, they began to let go of their strong grasp on Verity and she quickly began to go back to her partying ways since she wasn’t getting stuck up in the house all the time learning magic, however, there was never another strange incident again unless she felt threatened in any mean. Verity’s primary residence continues to be in Ireland, but due to charity events for her family, she occasionally steps off her little island and ventures into other countries for these charitable deeds, even if she does make a hot mess of herself more often than not.
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Dream A Little Dream Of Me, Bloody Mary

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I never meant to be so bad to you, one thing I said that I would never do.[/center]

[/b][/color]: Verity sat there, there was something had that been bothering her ever since she had come back from her ventures in States. She had met witches there, but they were not like ones that she had ever seen before. There had been something unnatural about them in their eye, their magic not coming from their ancestors and they answered to somebody else entirely in their coven. How strange it all was, and she had sensed something, something from their leader that was neither witch nor human. She had not liked it at all, since when was it that any sorts of humans could just openly be given magic? And they used it for such trivial things; they did not call upon the elements at all, nor hear the ancient words of old. Verity hardly saw them as witches the more she thought about it.

She did not wish to talk her parents about it though, nor much use in the rest of her family or the council. Perhaps this was a matter that she would take up on her own hands as well. Sighing, she got up from her lounge chair now, taking one more sip of her glass of champaign before heading to the family's library. It was a scared place, and only so many people were allowed to go in there. Pushing open the heavy oak doors, Verity soon stepped into the room in which the Redwyne's had proclaimed their sanctuary for decades. Eyes glanced around the collums of books, some on shelves and others stacked in towers around the room, there always seemed to be an endless supplies of dusty old books.

Wandering over to a glass camber, Verity peered down in it. The book of Shadows, one of them at least, and it may have been the eldest in their collection. Lifting the glass imprisionment up carefully, she placed it aside and lifted the book, and bringing it to one of the chairs and only sitting places in the room. The book was heavy, loaded with the knowledge from so many centuries collected over time from all of her ancestors. Hands moved over the thick over for a moment, already sensing the power locked away in the pages before she opened up the book to find her answers.

Leaning over it, Verity shifted carefully through the pages, hoping to find her answers. Something about witches who did not rely on old religion magic, those who were given magic without being born with it. After twenty minutes, her eyes stopped on something, a species: Demons. Eyes narrowed as she read the text now, people selling their souls for powers, for magic. In other words, they were fakes as long as they provided something in return. Her eyes lifted up from the pages now as she glanced around the library, "Odd," she murmured to herself, who would have thought magic would have been so tempting to some, "Wonder how many they are..." [/ul]

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This application was made by JUL!ET. She worked really hard on
this and watched seasons one through three of Supernatural in 3 days.
She's so hardcore.And you wouldn't want to make
Dean Winchester Romeo mad by stealing it now would you?
He'd have to come after you with a stick. It wouldn't be pretty,
now go play nice and don't steal her stuff.

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[JADE ALLISON MONTGOMERY]

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