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[Persephone Monaco]

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Name: Persephone Lelia Monaco
Nickname(s): Tink {by her Father} ; Goddess {by Rita} ; Sephone
Birthday: November 12, 1987
Age: 20
Occupation: C.E.O. of Monaco Crop {under the supervision of Paulette Monaco until she is 25}
House of: Fraile
Political View: At the present moment she is indifferent
Original or Canon: Original

physique
Portrayal: Rihanna Fenty
Height: 5’7’’
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Hazel/Green

Physical appearance: With curves like a hourglass and the completion of an Egyptian Queen, it’s easy for Persephone to attract attention without trying, whether she wanted it or not. Her toned and sculpted body perfected by a regular exercise regime consisting of running and tai-chi. She is built just like her statuesque mother. As Persephone got older, her stepfather started having a hard time telling the two apart.

With delicate features, Persephone’s distance attitude throws most people off. Her eyes are a blend of hazel and green, and with the help a little eye liner they are defined and pronounced. Her high cheeked bones are normally brushed with the most natural shade of blush, and her full lips appear moist thanks to a thin coat of gloss.

For most of Persephone’s life, one of her most renowned features was her long chestnut brown hair. It could be straight, curly, or even wavy. It was her trademark. It was the only thing her mother loved about her. But recently, as a graduation present to herself, Persephone had her hair cut and dyed. Now she fashions a chic black blob that curves around her face just right.

Outside of giving her a whole new look, Persephone new cut allows for people to see the Japanese character saying Persephone on the back of her neck. It’s the only tattoo easily seen, but not the only one she has. Near her navel flutter’s a black and gray Tinkerbell. On her lower black was a intricate butterfly design with flowers and swirls.

Most days, Persephone is dealing with business in some shape or form so her closet is lined with pants suits, skirt suits, dress suits in all the best fabrics. She almost has a pair of designer shoes to match each one. And with each outfit she spices it up with her special taste in jewelry. She is notorious for wearing original and colorful pieces. When she is lounging around the house she can normally be found in a pair of stylish jeans or a peasant skirt with any top that matches. There are two pieces of clothing that deserve special attention in Persephone’s closet: her black leather pants and the leather jacket to match. It what she likes to wear when she goes righting on Lydia.

personality
Likes:
@ lydia, her ducati
@ interior design
@ sushi
@ shades of green {the darker the better}
@ green apples
@ theater
@ dancing
@ running
@ singing
@ tai-chi
@ anne rice’s pandora
@ drawing
@ the written word
@ speed
@ tattoos
@ sunset
@ butterflies
@ tinkerbell
@ the beach
@ tea
@ night sky
@ strawberry milk
@ white gold
@ crunchy peanut better
@ order
@ tulips
@ independent films
@ instrumentals
Dislikes:
@ chaos
@ drugs
@ alcohol
@ her mother
@ crowds
@ peter pan
@ creamy peanut butter
@ invasion of her personal space
@ attention
@ red apples
@ blue jolly rangers
@ chocolate milk
@ coffee
@ fluff
@ non-sense
@ being behind schedule
@ maxwell sheppard
@ incompetence
Fears:
@ intimacy
@ becoming completely dead inside

Quirks and Habits: bites the corner of her bottom when she is in deep concentration . allergic to down pillows and blankets

Character Portraiture: When meeting Persephone for the first time, most people do not know how to respond to her. There is nothing welcoming or warm about her. She doesn’t do small talk; she just doesn’t see the point in filling silence with useless conversation.

Persephone is a perfectionist in most areas of her life, especially when it comes to her business. There is no time for games when it comes to getting work done. When in meetings she is can vicious and unmoving. She knows what she likes and what she doesn’t, and unless you have plenty of evidence to back up your point Persephone will not be moved. Anyone that works for or with her will tell you that she fair, but doesn’t tolerate laziness or foolishness.

However, Persephone wasn’t always like that … all business and no play. As a young girl, she was known for her bright spirit. She was the type of person people immigrated because how caring and easygoing she could be. Attention follow her even when she didn’t ask for it, but she embraced it … relished in it every time the spotlight was on her.

But when father died some of the light in her eyes dimmed. Her smiles started to lose their brilliance. She no longer liked going to parties and she was no longer the one that everyone wanted to be around. It was just as well, because Persephone no longer liked the attention.

Then one day Persephone’s smile disappeared all together. The only thing that anyone is able to get out her these days is the occasion smirk and on even rarer occasion a gentle laugh. Her laugh being nothing like the full belly laughs she used to give. She has become completely closed off and distance. She keeps to herself and doesn’t like people getting in her personal space.

It is not easy for her to make friends. It is nearly impossible to get into her inner circle; the stone wall around her is so thick most people don’t even try to penetrate it. This trait about her has almost made it impossible for her to have a relationship with anyone, because most people take her standoffishness as arrogance. Most people just assume she is a snob, and she doesn’t care. Afterall as far as she is concern people are going to think what they want to think, and she wasn’t wasting her energy trying to change their mind.

However, if you make it into her inner circles she is loyal to a fault. She would fight dirty for anyone she didn’t think could defend themselves, so it would only stand to reason that she would give her life for that she loves and cares for. Family is the most important thing to her. Family being defined as people that have been there for her, not because they share her DNA. Because if her mother was on fire, Persephone doubted she would even be compelled to spit on her in an effort to help.

She doesn't know love, outside of what she felt for a select few. She can't even imagine what is it like be crazy in love. For has many men as she been with she doesn't know the joy or even passion that comes with being completely intimate with someone.

Truth be told, there is very little joy in Persephone life; she doesn’t allow for it. She has everything that money can buy, but has forgotten how to enjoy it. She loves to dance, but never goes dancing. She loves to sing, but never sings. The only slice of joy that Persephone allows herself is when she is riding Lydia, her forest green ducati. When riding Lydia, Persephone is able to let her hair done so to speak. It’s really the only time Persephone feels she can breath.

background
Parents: Nikolas and Katrina Monaco
Siblings: None
History: Persephone was born on a cold rainy night in November to a slit jury. Her father’s heart swelled as he held her in his arms for the first time. Her mother, however, did not even care to look at her once Persephone had been permanently and completely severed from her.

Katrina Monaco never wanted to have children. The idea of her body being used in such a way revolted her. During the course of her marriage she took every under handed precaution she could to ensure she would not get pregnant. However, one surprise weekend getaway in Italy and one to many wine samples made Katrina forget that she did not have her birth control. Two months later, the doctor was congratulating her on the conception a baby … her baby … Persephone. Katrina screamed and yelled and cried right there in the doctor’s office. She didn’t want any baby, even though she knew her husband did.

As a matter of fact, Persephone even had the displeasure of hearing her mother actually tell a friend, “If it were up to me that brat never would have been born.” Persephone stood there just outside her mother’s room, homemade Mother’s Day card hand, as she listened to her mother venomously explain that she was actually just a day away from having an abortion when Nikolas found out she was pregnant. He made her have Persephone. Nikolas told Katrina that if she didn’t have the baby he would divorce her and leave her with nothing. Knowing she signed a prenuptial agreement, Katrina knew he could and would easily carry out the promise. So she as she told her friend, “I had no choice but to allow that parasite to take over my body for seven more months.” That day any illusion Persephone had about a loving mother/daughter relationship died. And the card she made was place at the bottom of her hope chest with any feelings of love she had for mother, never to be seen again.

But where Persephone lack in motherly love, she had in spades when it came the love of her father. Nikolas treated Persephone like a princess. He was rich and powerful and she was the sparkle in his eye. He made sure that she had everything and anything she wanted. When it came to material things he never told her no, but more than that he made time for her. Every Saturday was their day, and they would spend the whole day together doing whatever her heart desired.

During the summers Nikolas would take Persephone overseas to spend time with Lucas Fraile, Persephone’s godfather. She loved spending the summers with the Frailes. She and Kathryn, the eldest Fraile child, spent many days doing all the things that young girls did. The both knew what it was like to live a life of glamour and high class expectations. But when they got together they just got be girls, never having to worry if the other girl was really her friend.

Nikolas Monaco was a power businessman. He was born into a family wealth and crime. When his father Stephen passed he inherited Monaco Crop. To where everyone can see the company was illustrious for a series of night clubs in New York, Los Angeles, Chicago, and Miami, a very successful coffee export/import company, plus several other small businesses. However, what people don’t see is that the coffee import/export company was a cover for importing and exporting drugs and arms. And at the very bottom of the chain there were even a few seedy strip clubs that were notorious for prostituting the women under his dummy corporation.

However, when he found out that Persephone was to be born he decided to turn over a new leaf. He cleaned up all his clubs and the coffee company. Everything he did was legit there after. However, Nikolas still had several enemies, so Persephone grew with a life of body guards and knowing when not to ask questions.

Then one ill-fated spring day … a Saturday … Persephone and her father were out at the park having a picnic. Persephone was singing and dancing for her father, while he just sat on the blanket watching her with proud eyes. The body guards were off standing in the distances trying to blend in and no intrude on Nikolas and Persephone’s precious time. Everything happened so fast. Persephone had twirled around, when a gun shot resounded in the sky. She turned towards her father to see him trying to get up and get to her. She noticed that he was bleeding from his chest. Then just as he stood up he took two more shots to the chest, effectively making him fall back to the ground. Persephone prepared to run to her father, but one of his guards picked her and took her to the car.

Nikolas Monaco died in the hospital that night; Persephone was ten years old. She was devastated; her world shattered. The only time that Persephone came out of her room those first few weeks was for her father’s funeral. She even sung there, having it be the last time she would sing in public. After the funeral however, Persephone hardly ever came out of her room. She didn’t even go to her Uncle Lucas’s that summer (and ever summer thereafter). Then when school started and she had no choice but to re-enter the outside world. She attended school and came straight home. She avoided contacted with any one in the house especially her mother … and her new stepfather.

Almost two months to the day of her father’s death, Persephone’s mother, Katrina, announces that she was to be married. She was marrying Nikolas’s next in command, Marcus Hart. Persephone was in engaged by this. Persephone and Katrina got into a huge fight that resulted in Katrina slapping Persephone across the face. This started the trend of a chain of abusive gestures from Katrina to Persephone.

Then when Persephone turned fourteen her life only got worst. By this time Marcus had returned Nikolas’s business to its earlier roots. The coffee company was infested with illegal paraphernalia and the clubs with whores. Also Marcus and Katrina had a major party every season. These parties were filled with rich drunks and drug addicts. Persephone hated being home during those times. She would normally spend the night with her best friend, Rita Garcia.

However, one night while Marcus and Katrina were having one of their parties, Rita and her family were away for the weekend. Persephone tried to stay away as long as she could, but eventually she had to come home. She ended having to walk through the party to get to the stairs. She tired to make it to her room unnoticed, but her luck was not so great. Marcus spotted her in a drunken stupor and called her over. Begrudgingly she went and was introduced to one of their new friend and business partner, Maxwell Sheppard. He was somewhere in his early twenties, and Maxwell was instantly taken with Persephone’s beauty and had to have her. And when Persephone finally got away, Maxwell made Marcus and Katrina a nice offer to have her. It was an offer neither of them could refuse.

So as Persephone was getting into bed, Maxwell knocked on her door. Not sure who it could be she went to answer it. Needlessly to say, Maxwell, took what he paid for. No one heard her screams over the music downstairs. Then when it was all over he told she was worth every penny he paid. From that night on Persephone was never allowed to spend the night out when Marcus and Katrina were having parties, for there was always someone willing to pay a pretty penny for a night with Persephone Monaco.

This continued on for three years, and after a while Persephone didn’t care anymore. She never told anyone. She was too shame to ever say anything. But then one day when she was coming home from school she noticed the police at her house. They were hauling Marcus and Katrina into a squad car. It turned out they were busted for the import and distribution for drugs and arms.

It was a good day for Persephone because she was sent to stay with her Aunt Paulette, Nikolas’s sister and the only mother figure she ever really had. But her aunt saw the hollowness in Persephone’s eyes that were once so bright. It broke her heart to see it. She could tell that Persephone was only the shell of the person that she once was. Paulette knew that Persephone was holding onto a lot of hurt, but Persephone refused to talk about it. So Paulette just left herself open to whenever Persephone might need her.

And then just as things were starting to maybe go Persephone’s way, she was dealt another hard blow. Rita was killed in a car accident. Rita and some other friends were coming back from the movies. Persephone did not want to go that night because she wasn’t in the mood to even pretend she wanted to be around people. Now, she wishes she went, because when the girls were on their way home it had been raining and the roads were slippery. The driver of another car accident lost control of his vehicle and slammed head on into their car; the force of the crash killed Rita on the spot.

Now throughout the years after her father’s death the only person that Persephone really let get close to her was Rita. For the most part Persephone had closed herself off from the world. There were moments when she didn’t even seem to be apart of this world and she could easily float away from it. But Rita had kept her anchored. So when she got the call Persephone felt something inside her die. She didn’t even cry … when Rita’s mother told her, not at the funeral, and not in the privacy of her own home. She never shed tear and she wasn’t so sure she could. The only outward sign Persephone showed was that she seemed to get colder and more distance then anyone had every seen her.

When she graduated from high school, she went to NYU to study business administration. She ended completely her studies to achieve in bachelor’s degree within three years. But now, Persephone was really in need of a change. So, receiving the latest letter from Kathryn and reading about the beauty of Grandia, Persephone decided to look into the MBA program given at the local university. Pleased with what she found Persephone applied and was accepted. Now, after writing Kathryn, Persephone is arriving in Grandia to start the latest chapter in her life.

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[Viktor Rosier]

Wow. Nice name. Persephone! Love the history and all. Accepted, of course. ;)