Post by YARITZA CASTELLI on Jun 1, 2011 11:54:07 GMT -5
YARITZACASTELLI
Got you heart flippin like fire. Come with me let me take you higher. I'm the object of all your desire and your attention is all I require.
• • HOPE YOU GOT YOUR THINGS TOGETHER,
hope you are quite prepared to die
FULL NAME: Yaritza Syrena Castelli
NICKNAME: Ritza
AGE: Unknown {Looks 28/Immortal}
BIRTHDATE: Unknown
SPECIES: Iara
GENDER: Female
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
OCCUPATION: Club Owner
• • LOOKS LIKE WE'RE IN FOR NASTY WEATHER,
one eye is taken for an eye
FACE CLAIM: Sienna Miller
SKIN: Honey Tan
HAIR: Blonde
EYES: Blue
HEIGHT: 5'5"
WEIGHT: 110lb.
OVERALL APPEARANCE:
Yaritza is an all out beautiful woman. She has long honey blonde hair that falls to the middle of her back. Her bangs a a little shorter and sweep to the side. Her skin is a nice tan and almost flawless with a few stray freckles here and there. She has piercing blue eyes that just cut into you. Her lips are always a rosy red color. She is 5'5" so she is average height and she weigh 110lb. She has a very athletic build. She usually goes for more fashionable styles. She loves stuff right off the runway.
• • DON'T GO AROUND TONIGHT,
well, it's bound to take your life
LIKES:
- Parties
- Music
- Being the center of attention
- Lovers
- Killing
- Having complete control over someone
- Performing
- Fashion
DISLIKES:
- Disrespect
- Not getting her way
- Being alone
- Non fashionable people
- Being dirty
- Plans falling out
- Not being busy
- Hunters
STRENGTHS:
- Well known where she lives
- Good fighter
- Her voice
- People she knows
- Her attitude
WEAKNESSES:
- Her Mother
- Vial of water from her birthplace
- Attitude
- Ego
FEARS:
- Being alone
- Not having a lover
- Dying
- Her mother dying
- Not being adored
POWERS & ABILITIES: Iaras are similar to Sirens in the Greek mythology. There are some differences though. Iaras originated in Brazil. The way an Iara finds a man is she can feel what is in his soul. She can feel his emotions and if it appeals to her likings she lures them in. Once under the spell of the Iara, a man would leave anything to live with her underwater forever, which was not necessarily a bad thing, as she was pretty and would cater for all needs of her lover for the rest of his life. She would usually give them lodgings, food, anything they wanted and in return they would do anything for her, even if that meant killing someone which it usually did. Iaras have very short tempers. If you anger them it is most likely that you will die. At this time the Iara will use her lover to do the dirty work while she sits back and watches. But as the Iaras are immortal and their lovers are not they are constantly luring men into their grasps. Most of the time an Iara will get bored with their lovers and rather letting them go they lure them into the deep depths of the water promising them that they will be able to breath and then they drown them. If you find some way to block your ears from hearing it, the Iaras song is useless but it is very difficult to do so. There are some rumors of a substance that blocks the ear canal from the song. There is tell of a Hunter in the United States that has discovered this very substance.
An Iara only takes human men into her grasp because they are very lonely creatures and they need to be adored and loved. If threatened with loneliness, by someone taking their lovers away for example, an Iara will do one of either two things. She will fall into a deep depression where she is at her most vulnerable or, she will go into an explosive rage. The Iara must also carry water from the place it was born with it everywhere. If that water is taken away the Iara becomes weak and must return to its birthplace. If it does not return to its birthplace in the matter of a week it will die. During that time period its skin will dry out and the effects of aging will be shown on the body and the skin. Once the week ends if the Iara still has not made it to its birthplace the body will eventually disintegrate and turn to ash.
OVERALL PERSONALITY: Being an Iara she loves to be the center of attention which is why she opened her own club. Yaritza is a very outspoken girl. If she has an opinion you will hear it. She usually always gets what she wants and she will twist you until you break. The ones she does call her friends, which is few, she cares about deeply. She doesn't take well to disrespect. She is a spicy menina! She loves to party and dance and perform. She has thwarted Hunters in the past and has taken some as lovers. When she wants to disappear she can and it is very difficult to find her. She is a seductress and knows how to play into guys' minds easily. If you do something to anger Yaritza you will regret it. She has a very very bad anger issue. She gets mad very easily and once she is angered she is a very dangerous opponent.
Yaritza being the spicy menina she is loves to party and dance. Her favorite things are to go shopping for new outfits or accessories that people can admire on her, go clubbing at different clubs, find potential lovers, manage her own club, hang out on the beach, and to visit her lake right outside of Rio where she has built a custom house for herself. Yaritza demands respect from people and most of the time she always gets it. She walks like she is royalty because she thinks she is. She is the Queen of Rio in her eyes. Yaritza is very egotistical. In her minds eye she is the most beautiful thing on the planet. It can be a strength at times but it can also be her downfall. She believes that nothing bad can happen to her. At moments she thinks she is even a Goddess.
• • THERE'S A BAD MOON ON THE RISE,
don't go around tonight
HISTORY: The first thing Yaritza remembers is the touch of cool, refreshing water on her newborn skin. She remembers how it felt as her mother cradled her in the deep parts of a small lake. She remembers watching the fish swim all around and the sunlight glittering off the surface of the water. Those are her first memories of life. Those are her most treasured ones. Yaritza was born in the small lake deep in the jungles of Brazil. A lake so well covered and protected that without some training and a machete you would never be able to reach it. Growing up as an Iara is different from anything else. Yes she looked like the humans, but she grew up in the deep parts of that lake. The reed beds were her playground; the fish her friends. Her mother taught her everything she knew about surviving this world. She taught her how to sing and how to lure men into her grasp. She taught her how to manipulate people into giving her everything she wanted. Yaritza learned all she needed to know if not more from her mother.
So needless to say but Yaritza had an interesting childhood. Once she turned sixteen her mother took her to a smaller lake not that far from the old one but more accessible for the humans. Her mother sat her on a rock and told her to lure a man in. Once she did he would be hers for the rest of his life. He would be her lover. Yaritza was scared. She had never actually lured a man into her grasp before. But it was now or never. Yaritza sat on the rock for what seemed like hours until finally a lone hiker stumbled across the small lake. He saw Yaritza lounging on the rock. He didn't think anything of it until she started to sing. It was all over then. She had finally gotten a lover of her very own.
After that eventful day Yaritza lived at that lake. After one lover died she would wait for another. She lived in the jungle for two centuries. Until one day she realized she wanted more. The love of one man wasn't enough for her. She needed more. So after her last lover died she went to the lake she was born in. She took a small bottle and filled it with water. She then tied it to a leather string and tied it around her neck. She said goodbye to her home and her mother and left. She traveled for a couple months until she came to Rio de Janeiro. The city was huge and thriving. There were so many people and everywhere Yaritza went she could see looks of admiration on peoples faces. This was where she was meant to be. She bought a place close to the ocean and started her life in Rio. Soon she bought a small building and started renovations on a small night club. After it was finished she opened it to the public and it was an instant hit. She started gathering lovers in the club. She was adored there. She had found her home.
After a couple years of living in Rio she had found many lovers. Yaritza gets bored easily no most of her lovers met a watery death. Seeing as the disappearances would eventually attract the attention of the local police, and she did not want to leave just yet, she went to talk to the police herself. After the meeting with the Chief of the police station Yaritza had no worries since the chief was under her spell now. Yaritza was living the dream in Rio. She had people who adored her, a booming business, all the lovers she could want, and she didn't have to worry about the police. She was happy. Until a rumor came that somewhere in the United States a Hunter had found a substance that rendered the Iara's song useless. Well, Iara couldn't have that, now could she? So she is making plans to travel to the United States to find this Hunter and kill him before he can tell others of this substance, if he hasn't already.
• • WELL, IT'S BOUND TO TAKE YOUR LIFE,
there's a bad moon on the rise
ALIAS: Courtney
OTHER ACCOUNTS: Lisa Braeden
EXPERIENCE: 7 years
WHERE DID YOU FIND US: Black Milk
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: The music bumped through the walls. It made the wine in her glass ripple across the surface. Yaritza sat behind a big mahogany desk with her eyes glued to the computer screen. She was flipping through news reports from around the world. Some thing was going on. Something that had yet to hit Rio. Things that were all centering around the United States. Omens and natural disaster that weren't that natural. She closed down the Internet and sat back in her chair. She crossed her long legs and twirled a piece of her blonde hair in her fingers. She was thinking. What was going on that she was missing? She would have to go and find out. The door to her office opened. She looked up to see her latest lover. He walked over to her and put his hand on her shoulder. His eyes showed nothing but love for her. Thats was how it should be.
"Are you OK, Ritza? You seem worried."
Yaritza stood up and kissed him. She pulled him tight. He need not know why she was worried. He just needed to love her. That was all. She pulled away and looked into his face. He was a Hunter from the United States. He had so stupidly walked into her trap. She was going to kill him but she thought better of it. She could use him. He knew the Winchesters personally. The Winchesters. The Hunters all the demons and creatures were talking about. The ones who had stopped the Apocalypse. She wanted to meet them. She turned her attention back to her lover.
"I'm fine, Walt. But I think we should take a trip to the United States. I want to meet your friends finally. Or don't you want me to?"
"No! No I want you to. I think its a great idea. When are we leaving?"
"First thing in the morning."
Walt smiled and left the office to go pack his things. Yaritza looked back at the computer. This should be fun, meeting the Winchesters. Now she was finally going to see what all the fuss was about. These demons did have big mouths. They blabbed about everything. They had no sense of secrecy. A smile spread across Yaritza's lips as she walked out of the office and into the club. She was greeted by music and adoring greetings from everyone there. Soon she would be leaving this place. But it would be all worth it.
