HAWKINGS;; Aria Rhea

[.:Aria.Rhea.Hawkings:.]

♦AriaRheaHawkings♦

“I haven't seen you in ages
Sometimes I find myself
Wondering where you are
For me you'll always be 18
And beautiful and dancin' away with my heart”
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♦the clock hit twelve
and they entered the room♦

Birth Name::[/b] Aria Rhea Hawkings
Nickname(s)::[/b] N/A
Age::[/b] Nineteen years old
Birthday::[/b] September 1st, 1992
Gender::[/b]Female
Orientation::[/b] Heterosexual
Canon/Original::[/b] Original

♦but if looks could kill
then we all would be doomed♦

Hair::[/b] Jet black
Eyes::[/b] Ice blue, almost grey
Height::[/b] 5’ 4”
Weight::[/b] 110 lbs.
Play-by::[/b] Ksenia Solo
Appearance::[/b]
Aria has long, bone straight hair. It is jet black and soft. She is small boned and has a tiny frame that makes look like she younger than what she is. Due to her petite structure and smooth skin, people sometimes say she can pass for a porcelain doll. Her skin is pale white, it is so white that “it glows in the sunlight”; something her best friend would always say to irritate her. Aria’s nose is tiny and her lips are somewhat thin.

Due to her small frame and almost flat chest, Aria can get away with wearing almost anything. She tends to wear black, gray, and dark colored outfits. She tends to be found in jeans and black combat boots though. The only make-up Aria will allow herself to wear is black eyeliner and mascara. Her favorite accessory, not bracelets or necklaces, but her pistols that she keeps plastered to her sides at all times. Something distinct about Aria is her birthmark shaped as a star on her right hip. After the chaos within the world happened, she got a tattoo of the word “destiny” on the back of her neck (an inside secret with her best friend).

♦after just one kiss
you’re not able to move♦

Likes::[/b]
~Pistols
~Any body of water
~Music (mostly rock and, oddly enough, classical)
~Dancing
~Dogs
~Alcohol
Dislikes::[/b]
~Cats
~Awakened/Plagued
~Authority
~Vegetables
~Smoking
Strengths::[/b]
~Aim
~Surviving on her own (/with a werewolf)
~Her size (able to get out of a small fight easily and crawl into small hiding places)
~Common sense
~Writing
Weaknesses::[/b]
~Puppies
~Her past/family
~Chocolate
~Surviving on her own (/with a werewolf)
~Her roommate
Habits::[/b]
~Pulling out her gun whenever there is a threatening sound
~Biting her lower lip while thinking
~Pick pocketing when out in public
Secrets::[/b]
~That she lives with a werewolf
~She killed a survivor because he almost killed her half-sister, who is an awakened.
~That she had promised her sister that she would kill her the next time they see each other; even though she is trying to avoid the outcome.
Goals::[/b]
~To kill her sister
~Secret goal: avoid running into her sister
~Ultimate goal: to survive
Fears::[/b]
~Getting the plague and living
~Her roommate getting the plague and living
~That her best friend is dead or plagued/awakened
Personality::[/b)
Aria is a very rebellious girl. She tends to break rules almost on a daily basis. She can be bold and bluntly honest; often saying whatever is on her mind…even if she really shouldn’t. She is sarcastic and tends to make sarcastic jokes when things are very serious. She can be a “smart butt” at times. She is also very caring and has a soft spot for the defenseless. Even though she seems detached and bitter most of the time.

She is very secretive and often closes up when people ask personal questions. Aria is also very stubborn and headstrong; once her mind is made up it is very difficult to change it. She has a hard time expressing her feelings verbally, which makes her more physically aggressive then verbally. Meaning instead of saying she’s mad at you, she just might slap you and walk away. Her temper often flares up quickly and dies just as quick.

♦this place is prison
i’m chained up, i give up♦

Hometown::[/b] Central City
Current Town::[/b] in the abandoned church
Parents::[/b] Mom- Elise Fox- 50 (possibly deceased)
Dad- Jason Hawkings- 40(died at that age so…deceased)
Siblings::[/b] Half-sister- Scarlett Marie Fox- 17 years old(awakened)
Relatives::[/b] Best friend- Ian Tyler Porter- 21 years old
Roommate / Pain in the “butt”- James Evanson (werewolf)- 23 years old
Pets::[/b]No
History::[/b]
*Childhood:
Aria was born at midnight to the loving couple Jason and Elise. They were part of the lower class, which had caused her mother anguish. Her mother left when she was three years old to marry a rich man and have his kids, unbeknownst to Aria and her father. Her father was broken hearted and often drank, barely going to work. Her father eventually died of alcoholism when Aria was ten years old. She had called 911 when he was not walking up which resulted into her being put into an orphanage. There is when she met Ian Porter.

*Growing up:
Aria had grown up in a rundown orphanage in the city. The owners were very nice but very poor and could not afford much, something Aria had become accustomed to. Aria had met Ian the first day she arrived. The two immediately were drawn to each other. She had looked up to him since he was a year older than her, and taught her to survive by becoming a thief. The two would often make plans together and go on “missions” to get food for the other children and the owners. Despite her somewhat bitterness towards her parents, Aria was happy with her street life. She was even falling in love with her best friend, Ian. Even though he started to date other girls. Around the age of seventeen-eighteen is when the plague started to erupt. It was around this time she ran into a girl that seemed to be a little younger then and very familiar. She had made conversation with the girl only to meet the mother of the familiar girl. The mother was the same woman in the photos shown to Aria of her mother. Before Aria could go into further investigation about her possible half-sister chaos had ensued within the city.

Now:
Once chaos ensued within the city, everybody in the orphanage had split up. They were all trying to find a safe haven outside of the city. But most did not make it a block from their building. Aria had watched many of her fellow orphans die or wake up as an awakened or plagued. Ian and she had found a hiding place within the city, and were planning on staying there until they some of the chaos died. But Ian had to find his girlfriend at the time; he had promised Aria that he would come back within an hour. But he never showed. Eventually the chaos died down and Aria made a break for it, after waiting for Ian just a little bit longer.

Aria made it to the city limits where a group of survivors had taken her in for a year or so, where she learned how to shoot and use weapons. Within that year she had stolen her pistols for protection. After a year, her and a fellow survivor were on a run for food and sources, when she had run into her half-sister. An awakened. Knowing very well that she was her half-sister, Aria had protected her and killed her fellow survivor. Aria and her half-sister had run from the scene.

After asking her half-sister a few questions about her mother, she had left her sister vowing that the next time she ran into her one of them would end up dead. After the event Aria had escaped to the woods, where she stumbled upon a fight between a vampire and werewolf. She had stupidly distracted the vampire long enough for the werewolf to kill it, before it passed out. Trying not to panic, Aria had attempted to stabilize the werewolf and drag him into the abandoned church. There the wolf turned back into a naked man, much to Aria’s chagrin. After a while and some care on her end, the man was healed. His name is James and he had vowed to stay with Aria, to protect her since she had essentially saved him. Aria had tried to shake him, but she wasn’t able to. Ever since Aria and James had took up residence in the abandoned church.

♦they don’t care for nobody else
they’re in their own world♦

Occupation::[/b] Thief/Survivor? I think that should qualify.
Protected::[/b] No
Usual Hideout::[/b] abandoned church/graveyard
Gang Affiliation::[/b] N/A

♦i gotta leave this room
cuz it’s starting to spin♦

Name::[/b] AlexAnn
RP Experience::[/b] About two years…?
Contact Info::[/b] PM this account
Found Us::[/b] Through a friend
Other Characters Here::[/b] Coming soon…
Password::[/b] ADMIN EDIT - CORRECT!
RP Sample::[/b]

Aria had shot another bullet at the wore out gravestone, that was about a hundred feet away from her. The sound of metal connecting with stone, echoed through the graveyard. Her arm shook as she lowered her pistol to assess the damage she made. A clear hole appeared through the headstone of some poor bastard. From this distance the hole looked clean enough, to continue with target practice. She put her pistol down and quickly tightened her pony tail, since her thick black hair kept loosening the tie almost every time she made a shot. Stupid thick hair.

She took a glance at her pre-paid cell phone; it was only meant for emergencies and only held one number. It had been an hour since James left to go get food. He had put up a fight about who was to leave their residence, like he always did. Of course Aria always won the fight, despite the fact that she was a survivor, she still knew the city limits better than him. But after what happened last week, he had won this battle. Last week Aria had thought she had caught a glimpse of Ian and wandered into the central city, almost getting caught. Fortunately James had decided to follow her that day and was able to rescue her. James had berated her to no end about her decision to go into the central city. After the lecture, he had asked why she would be so stupid. To which she replied that it was nothing and refused to speak the rest of the day. It wasn’t like James didn’t know about her best friend that had practically abandoned her to save another person and never returned. But Aria didn’t want her roommate to think she was going insane at seeing her possible dead friend walk into the city. She rather be deemed stupid then crazy. So James had went to go get food this week.

“An hour late… come on,” she muttered to herself, closing the phone and putting it into her back pocket. Last time someone had disappeared on her, she was a wreck. Her best friend Ian had left to go save his girlfriend, and never returned. It broke her heart. He was either dead, awakened, plagued, or alive. And if he was a survivor that meant that he had abandoned her by choice. Something she wasn’t willing to accept. She preferred to believe he was dead. But she could have sworn that she saw him last week! His caramel hair, broad shoulders, ice blue eyes. At the thought of Ian, Aria grabbed a pistol and began to shoot the headstones excessively. After a few emotions passed and the sounds died down, Aria had concluded that she was just nuts. And that was all.

♦there’s no escape
from this mess that i’m in♦
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