DI GIACOPELLI, dorotea cattarina

[Dorotea Di Giacopelli]

DOROTEA CATTARINA DI GIACOPELLI



" Distance makes the heart grow weak
So that the mouth can barely speak
Except to those who hide their needs
And I have read the golden seal
That tell of how the seedlings feel
Reminds my heart what love can yield "

FULL NAME DOROTEA CATTARINA DI GIACOPELLI
ALIAS DO, DORY, TEA
AGE SEVENTEEN
NATIONALITY ITALIAN
OCCUPATION PRINCESS

PERSONALITY

VERBOSE

Dorotea had always been rather chatty. Language is a very big deal to her. Being the princess of Italy, she is very fortunate to have a good education. Ever since she was ten, her education had been put under Margarita's eye, a strict old governess. Her uncle knew that her own mother would've spoiled her silly. Dorotea had then developed into an over achiever. Always grabbing and trying to do things that were beyond her age. Some people could call this 'naive', however the girl had a mind of her own. Vocabulary had always been a strong point with her. By the time she was fourteen, she was a little fluent in French and English. French was very easy to learn, having many similarities to Italian. English proved to be a challenge. Her tongue was not suited to the language. This only made her more persistent. After about a year, she was completely fluent. The only thing that remained was her accent, though that didn't keep her back. Princess Dorotea was known for her tongue. People in the castle soon knew that the young girl could talk the hind leg off a mule. It wasn't her fault. She'd always been rather shy, which was why she'd ramble. Once you got her started, she'd never stop until you tell her to. She doesn't want to be annoying. At seventeen, she is mature and knows when to calm down. Her tongue however, is still as flippy as ever.

BLITHE

Dorotea has never really had a reason to be depressed or grumpy. She was born into royalty, and didn't want to take things for granted. In tense situations, she'd always be the one who'd try to find any excuse for a smile...and if lucky, a laugh. When she was younger, she had a horrible sense of self control. Whenever she felt like laughing, it came out almost instantly. She always tried not to make the same mistake over and over again. It was harder than she'd thought. Habits would be the end of human kind, in her view of course. Dorotea tends to stay out of politics, she has an older brother who would make a splendid king one day. Refusing to make her look useless, she’ll always make the best of what she has. People of Italy know she is a wonderful dancer, she’d always loved the activity. Her carefree attitude didn’t necessarily mean she always looked on the bright side. People see Dorotea as a very optimistic person at times, however, it’s not natural. She’s willing to give up the pessimist inside of her to cheer up others. Dorotea has never really been classified as ‘dull’. She is most definitely restless and cannot stand the feeling of having nothing to do. Therefore, she’ll do whatever it takes to get her out of that mood. And at this point in time, she doesn’t care if she breaks a few rules. Whether it may be sneaking out of her window, disguising herself as a lowly peasant roaming the marketplace or just taking the longest walk in history. Dorotea is quite wild for a princess and doesn’t know her boundaries well enough. Putting on a face and act is too easy for her. Simply because she knows what each situation may call for and she is a lady if she wishes to be one. Being seventeen, there is a limited time before she gets wedded off.

PARANOID

Being the lively and optimistic girl she is…Dorotea still manages to have a problem with her anxiety levels. Usually she’s occupied with something to do. She always finds a way to get her hands on something. However when she DOESN’T, she thinks she has forgotten something. Dorotea likes to think that she has short-term memory loss. The only things she can remember are names. That’s it. She then breaks into a panic attack. It’s not that serious, she doesn’t like go insane and start crying. Dorotea just starts pacing, hyper-ventilating and walking all over the place. As if trying to reanact the moment. She cannot be put under pressure. It’s lucky that she’s Italian for the natives of the country live relatively slow and ‘in the moment’. She cannot face crowds, which normally make a lot of noise. Useless noise that makes her want to cover her ears and run. She had actually did that a lot when she was smaller. Music and dancing was all right though. Another thing she cannot stand is being alone. Lost. Dorotea depends on company, or else she’ll start talking to herself. There was an incident when she was smaller, the royal family had decided to take an excursion around the marketplace. Obviously, Dorotea had gotten herself lost. She’d been very tiny and scrawny when little. She wandered into some sort of a pub, and she’d fainted when she realized her mother was not by her side. Older now, Dorotea doesn’t faint and throw up when terrified. She may fidget furiously, though luckily, her ability to control her emotions are much better.

SEXUALITY STRAIGHT

APPEARANCE

HAIR

Italians all have relatively wavy or curly hair. Dorotea's is right in the middle. Her hair comes in loose tumbles of a brown color. She'd like to say it was chestnut, but for some reason, it gives off a light vibe as well. She'd always loved the saying of 'molasses and taffy'. If you put those together, you've got Dorotea's hair. She obviously wears it long, her mother wouldn't have it any other way. She is now beginning to put it up more, considering that she's now seventeen. Most of the time, it is in a single braid. She doesn't care for extravagant hair styles. She has no patience for them. One thing that Dorotea just doesn't get are wigs. She thinks the idea of wearing fake hair is ridiculous. Especially when your natural hair is perfectly fine. The Italians in general are not too fond of the idea.

EYES

Dorotea's eyes are blue. It's ran in the family for a long time now. Some people say they are gray, but she thinks it really depends on what she may be wearing. When she was little, people teased the girl about her eyes and how they looked 'cat-like'. But only when her face held no emotion. Her eyes are naturally opened wide. Whether it be happy, surprised, upset, nervous e.t.c. Her eyelashes are thin, though they are ridiculously long.

BUILD

When you first take a look at the Italian princess, you think 'petite'. That is until you notice her height. Dorotea's a tall girl. If a word was needed to sum up her figure, willowy would be perfect. Dorotea has slender curves and a modest chest. Certainly not voluptuous. People find skinny girls in Italy strange, because of the stereotype. It's not secret that Italians eat a lot more. Dorotea has never watched how much she ate. It's just the case of high metabolism.

STYLE

Dorotea is all about color. She doesn't want to attract attention with her wardrobe. She thinks style is the way to express one's mood. She likes vibrant colors but simple designs. The extravagant bows and frills are not for her. Another love of hers are hats, only on formal occasions. It makes her feel more dignified and sophisticated. She likes feeling important, because she's never been in the spotlight before. However if it's just a leisurely stroll around the castle, she won't hesitate to leave it behind. The feeling of nothing upon her head is more important than looking good to Dorotea.

PLAY BY EMILY DIDONATO

MOTHER QUEEN _____ DI GIACOPELLI
FATHER KING _____ DI GIACOPELLI - DECEASED
SIBLINGS PRINCE _____ DI GIACOPELLI,
PETS ARMINO - CAT

HISTORY

CHILDHOOD

Dorotea Cattarina Di Giacopelli was born into royalty. She is the second child and first daughter of the Queen. The latter had always wanted a daughter. She'd always dreamed of a pretty little girl to take care of. The King, however, knew better than to let his wife get complete control of Dorotea. The child would be spoiled silly and he couldn't stand people who were brought up like that. He assigned Maria Pasut, a strict old governess, to help shape up his daughter. The Queen was rather jealous at this order and was very very upset. Luckily, she had brains and realized why her husband had done such a thing. Dorotea however, had no idea why she had to be watched over so closely. She'd always been quirky. Ever since she was a wee thing. Her imagination charmed many and the people of Italy knew she was going to be bonny. Her education was always first. This can be extremely tedious to many other people, but Dorotea loved the learn. Maria was a lowly governess, and made many errands around town as well. Dorotea always tagged along, her narrow-mindedness state of mind was short lived. She was able to see how the common folk lived, and how lucky she was. Dorotea had worked even harder after that. So much harder that it actually had Maria worried over what she may have done. Her father was occupied with his own problems, however her mother grew very touchy. The Queen began worrying over Dorotea's health. Her daughter ate very freely. However she didn't put on any weight. She then began to blame the stress from learning. Which made no sense whatsoever. Dorotea just read a lot, and her healthy diet made her eyes strong. To this very day, she has perfect eye sight. The Queen only fussed about this, because she needed an excuse. An excuse to get a chance to raise her own daughter. Which was why the woman was so ecstatic when Dorotea reached her late preteens.

ADOLESCENCE

When Dorotea turned twelve, her mother really began to step into her life. Since she was such an enthusiastic learner, her learning habits made education not as hard to grasp. She then had to make do for a proper lady etiquette class, taught by her own mother. The Queen cared a lot for her only daughter, therefore worked hard to teach her everything she'd learned. Dancing, music, manners as well as fashion was introduced. Her personality began to develop. This was the period of time in which she grew to love the arts. She was not that great of an artist, but she loved to look at visuals. Dorotea would always demand to go to galleries and loved watching artists paint portraits of her family. She would hate being painted though, being the restless girl she is. Another art she took to was dancing. Dorotea had always been light on her feet, and something about the mood made her happy. When Dorotea turned fourteen, she'd been able to go to balls. It was a strange experience, being look at all the time. It was her coming out, and she hoped people were pleased with how she turned out. Dorotea hated to disappoint people. As she grew, the more comfortable she had to get with members of the opposite sex. Flirting was an issue with her. She talked way too much, it was only when she was nervous...or if she had a lot to say. Dorotea was winsomely charming however, which saved her in the end. She's considered the Italian beauty, and her mother always said it was a pity she didn't know how to work her looks. Dorotea is modest, and she knows how attractive she may be. Flaunting has never been something she's done in the past though. So it's awkward if she tries. Dorotea just sticks to talking. She rambles on and on, and she's not witty at all. Well, she will have her moments but she'll usually start talking about anything she's learned recently. Gossip not included. She cannot make a joke, but she CAN take one. A sense of humor is always crucial in a true Italian.

NAME ROZ
AGE FOURTEEN
GENDER GIRL
TIMEZONE GMT - EASTERN
ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE ONE YEAR
OTHER CHARACTERS N/A
PASSWORD ONCE UPON A DECEMBER

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE

What a whirlwind Wyn had been swept up in! It was very frightening of course, and she could not believe what had just happened in the past few days. Riona and Wyn had been kidnapped! Yes I know, the NERVE of some people...you'd think Narnians would know better. However, she was sort of grateful for the hospitality the royals of Narnian had shown them. You'd think that they were guests! In truth, Wyn was scared to death. I mean, she feared Telmarines and Narnians. To the very point of stupidity. It's just what she's been used to, I suppose. According to her mother, Telmarine/Narnian chaps are ones to be avoided. Wyn doesn't know where her mother gets these ideas but it's obviously just prejudice. And the fact that she doesn't want Wyn wandering off to those places. This incident goes against everything. The country of Archenland knew their Princess was missing so her poor family was probably worried to death. Especially her mother, who probably had a heart attack after finding out. They'd been treated well those, surprisingly. They had very nice accommodations and were fed like any other royal. Wyn, who wasn't engaged in politics, had no idea to why this even came into event. What was the point in all of this? She shook her head absently as she turned a page of the book she was reading right now. She was doing what she did best. Wandering around aimlessly. Her mother had said countless times, "Don't walk while you're reading, Wynnie. It's horrible for your eyes." Her eyes were considerably fine actually, the only downfall to this was that she was usually preoccupied with the book to realize what was going on around her. She remembered crashing into trees, horses and even people. It was comical to watch, but not exactly pleasant to be the one ramming into random things. But Wyn was in a better mood today. Her dear Riona was resting a bit. The girl was exhausted, no doubt. She wasn't used to the uncomfortable trip they'd made all the way to Cair Paravel. Wyn was a bit better with those.

They were both coping though, clinging to one another as if with their own lives. It wasn't a harsh country, rather beautiful actually they just did it...because...okay. How would you really feel after being kidnapped? Wyn was a country girl, she was very homey and liked to stay within her comfort zone. Which she was way out of at the moment. She was given a little more slack than the Princess. She was actually allowed to wander. A little. Only in the corridor in which their tower was attached to. There was supposed to be nobody there, except for guards at the door of course. But nevertheless, she was always watched.Goodness, everybody was curious about the hostage princess and maid. Wyn was the closest thing they could get an eye on, since she had to make a few errands around Cair. And besides, it wasn't as if she'd escape without Riona! It was no secret that the two were inseparable. And what kind of image would be casted upon Wyn if she returned to Archenland alone without the Princess she served? So yeah, they were a bit lenient with the maid. She sat on the window ledge of the spacious corridor. With her eyes trained on the book she had with her (they'd left it in their tower), Wyn could feel some eyes focused on her from down below. She bit back a little smile as she got up again and paced back and forth. The history of Narnia was quite interesting actually. Much more appealing than Archenland's. She suddenly heard footsteps and she looked up, slightly alarmed and she braced herself for any incoming. It was only the knight who was sent to guard the door though. Wyn pursed her lips. He neared her with a little smirk on his face. She curtsied hastily - a reply to his bow - and took a few steps back. She was a little intimidated by the people here, as you can all expect. "Does the princess desire anything, m'lady?" He asked coldly. Wyn blinked for a few seconds and opened her mouth to speak. "Actually yes..." She half-lied. Riona wasn't in desperate need of anything but Wyn wanted to get out of the stuffy corridor, even if it meant being encountered by people!

"Princess Ri-Catriona has had a rather horrible headache. There was...a specific tea she drank to actually rid of it." She pretended to look skeptical and flashed a sheepish smile. "Oh...gods. I've forgotten the name of it. She hasn't had a headache like this in a while, you see." She continued pointedly, as if accusing him of the 'predicament'. "But I do know the herb when I see it. Is it...all right if I could go fetch a cup for her? If you'll lead me down to the kitchens, I'd wholly appreciate it." Wyn wasn't exactly too happy about the fact that she'd have to go around with this fellow, but Riona had wanted to get to know about their surroundings. This was her chance, even if it meant lying! Well, it wasn't exactly lying. Riona actually wasn't feeling too great. The knight looked at her, scrutinizing her face until he sighed at great length. "Well, come on then." He said exasperatedly. He turned around and shouted for another knight to take his stand. He led her down the spiraling stairs until they were on castle grounds. Wyn was wide-eyed at this point. Cair was just beautiful. Sir Robert (his name) took her to a little greenhouse sort of hut around the back, where many people were. They were mostly knights, fooling around, poking each other with swords. Not much different from Archenland. She could feel the eyes following her. "Here they are, m'lady." He gestured to the herbs and women standing around looking at her, slightly caught off guard. "Thank you so much." She flashed a little smile. She was going to use her charms in order to get what she wanted. And in this case, fresh air. Sir Robert seemed to be impatient as she paced around the stalls, looking for the 'herb'. Which she knew was 'anise hyssop'. Wyn chewed on her lip, pretending to look deep in thought.

"Ahem, well, m'lady, while you look for the herb, I have to tend to some business." The knight was looking at a waving lady at the corner of his eye. Wyn held back a low chuckle. "Oh yes, take your time. I...don't think I'll find it anytime soon." Sir Robert gave the women who worked at the stalls the 'eye' and was well on his way. Wyn mentally sighed with relief and breathed in deep. The atmosphere down here was much better than up high in a tower. She walked around the outside of the stalls, pretending to look for the certain herb (which she knew was in the stall two huts down from where she was). She closed her eyes, smiling absently as she felt the sun beat down on her face.

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