ROWAN, calla abrielle [ND]

[chip]

CALLA ABRIELLE ROWAN !?

'it's like I feel to much, feel too
much, but I can't find my heart.'

hey there! so, tell us all about you... let's start off with the basics. what do we need to know?

"Well, to be perfectly honest, you don't really need to know anything about me. But because your so persistent... I guess i can answer this question. I'm your everyday faerie by the name of Calla Abrielle Rowan. Why my middle name is french for strength of god, I don't know... But, secretly, I like it, it somewhat flows, if somewhat unique compared to my personality and/or beliefs. Call me by my full name, though, and you'll be sure to pay for it. I prefer to only go by Cal or Calla if you must. I'm young. Seventeen, but that is nothing but a number, right? Do not judge me based on my age, you'll be sure to learn quickly enough. I am far from Disney's example of a faerie, and I am just as dark and twisted as any creature, whether angel or demon. I only tend to shine a brighter light on the subject. Therefore, it is easy to say that I am on the Dark side of this war. Not because I think humans are particularly pathetic - I think practically everything on this little planet of ours is pathetic. But I am evil, so shouldn't I join this little dark-side of ours? -Trying to hide slightly doubtful emotions that play upon my face.- In any case, if you wish to go ever so deep into my sexuality, I might as well tell you now, you will never catch me looking down some girl's cleavage for pleasure. Me? Lesbian? No. I won't judge another girl for looking at me, but they are going no where by flirting. As for men... Those thoughts will forever stay secret within the barriers of my mind. -Grins- But, I am no 'play-toy' and I will find it damned hard for any man to imagine a relationship with me."

so, a little birdy told me that you're pretty gorgeous... describe yourself.

"Haha! A 'little birdy' told you I am gorgeous? You might want to find another little birdy, because that one lies. Do I think I am ugly? No, hell no. I am pretty. I see those eyes watching me when I walk around a corner, though I pretend not to notice. But I do nothing more to my looks than I need to. Some faerie love to cover up their natural 'human' faces, make themselves even more beautiful. I don't follow these extremities. I do not try to look anything different than a normal human. Make-up is useless. If my hair goes wavy, what do I care? I don't need to straighten it. I am but myself. My hair is brunette. I always let it grow past my shoulders, simply because I enjoy it's soft texture. It's silky to the touch, something so un-beastly to my nature, so different contrast to my personality. I keep it natural, too. I dislike changing it. It's one of the few things that reminds me that maybe I'm not such a monster. My eyes are bipolar. No, seriously, they never pick a color. Today, they will be green. Tomorrow, gray. Maybe on Thursday they will blue? Oh, fuck it. Who knows what color they are. In height, I am 5'3". Shut it, I'm not that short! In addition to my height, I am a quite average everywhere else. I'm not unhealthy in anyway. I weigh approximately 108 lbs. And I say approximately, because I don't check my weight routinely. No use. If you really want to know about my style, I can't say I do anything extreme. I wear what's most comfortable to me. I am not afraid to show skin, and I'll take a pair of shorts any day. But I like to keep things modest as well. I love my hoodies extra big, so I can bury myself in them. I'll pick converse over high heels any day."

i'm sure that your personality is something else completely, tell me all about your self, can't wait to hear it!

"I'm pretty sure that my personality isn't something you really want to hear. It's not trophy worthy, and I'm not someone jump up to meet. I'm overly aggressive, distrustful of pretty much everyone, or, to simply put, a overall bitch... Sometimes. At least, that's what I hear. Now if you really want to get deep, here's who I really am.

I hate liars. I can see through your bullshit, so don't try and bullshit me. Maybe we can work something out that way, aight'? I hate when people play this whole, "play innocent" thing. I know your not innocent. Your just as much of a monster as me. I dislike disloyalty. If you can't keep to your beliefs, then who the hell do you think you are? Oh, I hate people who obsess over their looks. Actually, that's a rather big pet peeve of mine. Just fucking put that little mirror back in your cute, glitter purse and I'll go ahead and light it with a match for ya'. I hate getting up in the morning... Believe me, I'm a horrible morning person. You might want to stay a couple miles away from me in the mornings.

I do like animals. Particularly dogs. They seem to be the only creatures on earth who aren't afraid to show who they really are. Beast, or your kind best friend. I love a good walk in a crowded place. Hey, I'm a faerie. I crave being around people. But at the same time, you may find me just as easily strolling down the street at some of the darkest hours. It is a temporary relieve, a peaceful hour to get out and clear my mind. I love sweets. Seriously, chocolate cake is the best invention sense forever. I do get joy from other things, too. Petty humans and their games, or simply everyone in general. Emotions are easy to toy with. Easy to screw over.

I am not perfect. If anything, I am far from it. I am a monster. I toy with people's emotions. I love to trick them, mess with them, change them. And really, I don't care. But secretly, I do. I don't like coming up with constant excuses as to why I am who I am. I don't like excusing my actions for being a monster. I don't like being completely evil. I messed with someone's beliefs. I completely turned their world upside-down. But my own mind is so complicated, that I can't answer whether or not these things currently on my mind should be ignored, or if I should go on continuing this monster charade. I'm not quite sure it's a charade to begin with. I fully enjoy who I am. I enjoy this... If I had one desire, it would be to figure out what the hell I want, or who I am. That would be a good start, right?

But for now, I'll deal with what I know. I am honest. I am very good at reading emotions. Obviously, that is a skill that comes with being a faerie. But I love it. So much so, that a simple conversation is not simple for me. I attune to everything you feel, from your fear, or your joy. I strive for what I want. No, not really strive. I get what I want, maybe because I am so stubborn, that I won't stop going for it, or that I am merely just foolish, and put myself into dangerous situation but by some miracle get it... I don't know. I am a bit of a hypocrite. From time to time. And when honesty doesn't cut it, I will lie to get what I want. And when I am caught off guard, I tend to become overly aggressive. I block out everything. I won't listen when it is most important.

My worst fear is figuring out that I truly disdain the monster I really am. The last thing I need is to self-loath.

As for friends, what I lack in what you call "BFF's" I gain in acquaintances. I am by far very social. I am so, because I find it exciting to read people's emotions. To feed off them. I am not shy, obviously. As for family, I'm sure my uncle would have disowned me years ago if I wasn't the only family he has. His hatred of who I have become is very apparent in our relationship. But, he is the last thing on my mind."

i would love to hear about your past, i'm sure it's oh so interesting...

"My past is the past, but as far as I'm willing to say, both my parents have been diseased. I was far too young to remember much of it. As far as I know, I was handed to my only relative, my mother's uncle. He, another faerie, raised me. But as far as I can tell, our relationship stops there. At sixteen I moved on my own, because I couldn't stand him. And, he fully supported it. He pays me a certain amount of money a month to keep my loft going. And he asks no questions. If I died, he'd be a little too happy. Either way, I don't care.
I went on my way eagerly. I attended school regularly, even made what people call "friends". Or that's how they saw me, I saw them as social acquaintances that I typically spent more time with than others. I made amazing grades. And I have thus graduated early. As for college, I'm not quite sure if I want to keep going. To be honest, school was fun. But I want to adventure other aspects before I go back.
As for recent events, I play easily into human's lives. And in the past, I have toyed with people's emotions. Beliefs. I have done some horrible things. Maybe this is why my uncle hates me so. Either way, I don't care. That's my life.
"

who is the amazing mastermind behind the likes of you?

"I'm Chocolate Chip. Or I go by Chip, Chippers, Chips-a-hoy! Really, you pick what you want to call me. I'm 18, almost 19. Wootwoot... I live in the U.S., in big o' Texas. I found this awesome site on another site called Caution. P: Oh, a weird fact might be that I was born/raised in California... I miss it. P:"

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