Margaret Alicia Vinwick (DONE)

[Margaret Vinwick]

I CAN’T HELP MYSELF

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IT’S SOME KIND OF JOKE

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SO, WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
My name is Margaret Alicia Vinwick, my mother named me instead of my father which is why I don't have a Greek name like my brothers and few cousins. Very few people are allowed to call me Maggie.

AND JUST HOW OLD ARE YOU?

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Seventeen, February sixth, Senior

JUST TO MAKE SURE - MALE OR FEMALE?
I am undoubtedly female

WHICH WAY DO YOU SWING?
Are you joking? Of course I'm heterosexual

WHAT ARE YOU?
I'm a hunter.

WHO DO YOU MOST LOOK LIKE, AND WHY?
I'm not really sure how to describe myself. I'm not very tall, I only come up to my brother Poseidon's chin. I suppose I weigh only... 101 lb? I'm horrendously skinny, but there's nothing I can do about it, I have a fast metabolism and a tiny stomach. My brothers always tell me about my eyes though, how they're two colors, brown around the pupil and blue along the edges. My hair is somewhat mousy ish, and brown in color. I have to straighten it every morning so it doesn't look like an untamed rat's nest. I don't particularly care about my appearance, I just like looking civilized.
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ALL WE CARE ABOUT IS

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WHAT ARE YOU INTO?

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I like to read, and I like to train. I also like the quiet, but only from people. I usually have my ipod blaring when I won't to block out everyone. I also like to play cards, but don't tell my brothers. It's the only frivolous thing I do and I don't want them teasing me about it.

AND WHAT AREN’T YOU INTO?
I don't like my brothers teasing me, sibling affection is good and all, but it gets very annoying after awhile. I hate unnecessary noise, it bothers me to no end and puts me in a very foul mood. I don't like to show my weaker emotions, like sadness, happiness, or hurt. I only have anger, which fuels me to be a good hunter. Other than that I keep myself expressionless until the time comes where I need some other emotion. I don't like people who are careless with their books, books are to be used for research and an escape, not a plaything. And the one thing I cannot stand is someone who tells me that they pity me or sympathize with me over my loss.

WHAT ARE YOU GOOD AT?
I'm good at fighting, I'm good at giving the silent treatment to people I am angry with but not angry enough to injure, and I'm good at reading

AND WHAT ARE YOU NOT SO GOOD AT?
I'm not good with pain if I get hurt I have to have one of my older brothers with me. I also... I don't like to be alone, I don't like noise, but I can put up with it just to have someone with me. And lastly, well, I'm not very good with controlling my anger, I get violent. I use my weapons on my brothers when they do something they weren't supposed to or do something that gets me in trouble. I don't do anything dangerous, just seeing how well my weapons do against thick imbeciles.

DO YOU HAVE ANY SECRETS?
I cry myself to sleep every night. She is afraid of vampires.

WHAT ARE YOU SCARED OF MOST?
Vampires. I'm absolutely frightened of vampires. I-I watched one murder my only baby brother when I was younger and it nearly killed me before my older brother Apollo killed it before it got close enough to tough me. And I'm scared that I'll have to watch my other brothers die and I'll be helpless in preventing it.

IF YOU HAD TO DESCRIBE YOURSELF IN FIFTEEN WORDS, WHAT WOULD THEY BE?
Weak. Heartless. Pained. Worried. Angry. Anguished. Helpless. Smart. Cunning. Protective. Scared. Silent. Guilty. Sarcastic. Clingy.
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BOTTLES GIVE ME SOMETHING

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WHO ARE YOUR PARENTS?
My mother's name is Alicia Vinwick, she is a hunter and is of arabic descent. My father's name is Garrick Vinwick, he was a Greek History Professor who used to teach at the University of Alabama, now he's a stay at home dad and patches me and my brothers up when we get injured and can't go to the hospital. He knows that we do what mom does, but doesn't ask questions. He only knows we can't talk about it.

DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS?
Zeus, Hephaestus, Apollo, Ares, and Poseidon, all Hunters and they are twenty-eight(Z), twenty-five(H), twenty-one(AA), and seventeen(P). I also had a younger brother named Hermes, he died when I was little...

ANY FAMILY PETS?
None

ANY OTHER IMPORTANT RELATIVES?
some cousins on the hunter side of the family. They also liked to follow the Greek name thing my dad had going on.

GIVE ME A BRIEF OUTLINE OF YOUR PAST.
I was born and raised in Tuscaloosa Alabama as the only girl with six brothers. I was a tomboy, a major one. I loved all kind of sports, I liked wrestle with my brothers, and I liked to get dirty. But my mother would have none of that, other than my being a hunter, I was to be a proper girl. She would try to keep me from going to the University Football games, dress me up in fancy clothes, and buy me frilly pink things and stuffed animals and dolls. I enjoyed the time with my brothers I spent burning those things.

But then when I was young, at night I went on a walk with my younger brother. We were on vacation, in a town that had never had a vampire attack before. It was supposed to be a break for my mother and my older brothers with their hunting. We didn't expect anything to happen. But something did happen, something horrible. A vampire, ambushed me and Hermes. He knocked me out at first chance, which was right after I screamed. I came to about two minutes later. When I did, I saw that creature, hunched over my brother, feeding off of him. My brother was staring at me, tearful and scared. He had his arm outstretched towards me. Then he died. I screamed. The vampire noticed me, and made a move towards me, then my brother Apollo came out of nowhere and killed the vampire before it got close to me.

It took a few years to move away from Alabama, Dad had a couple years before he could get an early retirement. We stayed till then, but I changed. I became the girl my mother wanted me to be, girly, ladylike. But I kept my emotions to myself, I didn't deserve to be happy, I didn't deserve to be sad, I didn't deserve anything. I was a weak person who couldn't protect her younger brother. The only emotion I felt was anger, and only because my other emotions were shoving it out so that I could show that I wasn't emotionless, that I did care.

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YES WE LIVE FOR THE FAME

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WHAT’S YOUR NAME?
Maggie

AND YOUR AGE?
Eighteen

TELL ME SOMETHING.
I like camp.

CONTACT INFORMATION?
Yahoo messenger magpie2692
windows live messenger [e-mail]

AND A ROLEPLAY SAMPLE.

Margaret could not believe her brothers. All of them, as soon as her parents left in the portal to Idris, had ambushed her and started pulling off her cloths. And after she realized that they were putting other clothes on her, she stopped struggling and just glared at her brothers, Ares and Apollo especially. She knew that they were responisble for this, they always were.

After they finished dressing her (all in black and yellow, she thought she looked like a bumble bee...) they had told Margaret that they were going to a club and that she was going with them. Since it was there first week in New York, they wanted to see how the clubs were different. Margaret tried to point out that she was under seventeen and couldn't get into any clubs. But Poseidon, her elder twin, told her that they found an under eighteen club. Then Mararet tried to tell them that they were all older than eighteen, Zues had the answer for that one, he said that they were going to glamour themselves to appear younger.

It was a stupid plan, a horrible plan, Margaret tried asking why they didn't glamour her to be older. But Hephaestus said that they didn't want their younger siblings to do illegal things as he patted Margaret's head.

So now, here she was in a night club for Teenagers. It practically screamed drugs and sex. It even had some insane name, Pandemonium. In other words, Chaos, Mayhem, Bedlem, Insanity. Leave it to her brothers to find the most insane place in the city. She looked around at the strobe lights and felt the music pulsing through her feet. Pandemonium lived up to its name.

There were kids with mukti-coloured hair, showing as much skin as possible, and, well, her brothers fit right in. And so did she because of them. Margaret started to walked around the club, trying to find a quiet place to sit and wait for her brothers.

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