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IC InformationName:Stella Rowena Barker Douglass
Avatar:Juliet Landau
Occupation:None
Age:26
Gender:Female
Appearance: Stella is a rather thin woman indeed. She doesn't have much meat on her bones and she looks fit to fly away at any second rather than keep her feet planted firmly on the ground. What ever weight she does keep, she works off with all of her busy work she does around her house and around town. Her height, though, doesn’t seem to stop at a small 5’3” like some women but expanded to a 5’5”, she’s just short enough that her husband must bend down just slightly to kiss her.
Her face itself is pale with slightly sunken in cheeks, and high cheekbones. Her wide pale lips form into an almost constant pout, even though she isn’t sad or distraught. Her nose isn’t small or large, but rather of a normal size. It suits her. Her eyes are of an almond shape with a light chocolate iris. Her forehead is somewhat broad but it fits her, like most of the rest of her features.
Due to her exposure to sun, this has created soft chocolate color in the dark bark color of her hair. During the winter is reverts back to its dark and uninteresting color. Sometimes she puts her hair up in some fancy curly do because she is leaving the house with her husband but if it is on days she expects not a single person for company or she has no plans of leaving, she just simply either puts her hair up or leaves it down in it’s semi-straight self.
Her dress is nothing important. Most times she prefers red or black coloring in her dresses, sometimes she’ll go for something more extravagant but she prefers red and black to other colors. They suit her well. Her dresses mostly are sewn by her, either from getting a used one from a store or making one of her own. Her attire is usually simple, nothing fancy. Occasionally on dresses meant for parties, she’ll fancy it up with sewing on ribbons and laces, but she prefers the simple when it comes to doing her day to day activities. And though her dresses may be simple, they do not look all that ragged and she does not look rumpled. She hates to appear looking rumpled and spends quite a bit of time making sure wrinkles are not in her clothes.
Personality: Emotions play a major role in the life of Stella. But sometimes she shows no emotions at all, making some wonder if she has a mental illness. One minute Stella is a happy and flamboyant person and the next she is screaming and crying and angry at the world.
Stella has an issue about being over compulsive about everything. Things must be perfect for Stella or she goes into one of her fits. She can’t stand to have something out of order, or not done in a way she pleases. If a salt shaker is moved just slightly to the left, she notices it and fixes it. She is all the time twitching over something that is out of place. She keeps everything into organized rows with labels facing forward. The drawers which hold her clothes are meticulously folded and the clothes themselves are color coded. Wardrobe must have the unused hangers in the front, clothes hanging straightly down without wrinkles. Everything about the life of Stella must be down to how she likes it.
Stella has been known in her life time to throw a fit over something small but now that she’s gotten older, she’s realized she shouldn’t throw so many fits. Most of the time, she reserves her major fits for when something goes horribly wrong with something.
Stella’s over compulsiveness gives some the wrong impression about her. They think that she’ll go crazy and start screaming if she doesn’t have it sitting a certain way but that’s not entirely true. Stella is quite understanding about it being other people’s homes and she is more than willing to try and look something over. Even though it may pick at her time and time again, when she least expects it. You will know when Stella is upset by something. She will begin to tap her foot softly, her fingers gently smoothing the material of her dress. Then her eyes will dart from side to side as she tries to look for something else to worry about before she will finally get up and change what bothers her. The only time she has been known to throw a fit (besides her trunk falling off a carriage) is when someone moves it back and then Stella moves to fix it and it’s a never ending war of moving the object a certain way. Stella starts to scream until she gets her way and which then, she is back to normal and acts like nothing had happened at all.
Friends know that Stella is loyal to a tee, and she doesn’t stray from someone she loves. If she holds a deep affection for you, she’s more likely to listen to you and what ever you have to say. She is more willing to follow than lead when someone she cares about is leading to tell her what needs to be done. She fears of upsetting those she cares about, mostly Silas. She doesn't want to upset him, but she is not afraid to yell at him if he messes up her house. And that's exactly how she views it. Her house, her rules.
Although she might not get along with people, that doesn’t seem to matter. Stella holds a deep love for animals. She doesn't like people as much as she loves animals. If she sees a lone pup or kitty, she sets water out for it. She knows not to feed it because then it would stick around forever, but she knows that keeping a water bowl outside the back door might not be a bad idea.
All in all, Stella is a kind person, more times than not.
[More will be added to Stella’s personality as she is role-played]
History:Born in a small little village along the western coast of the Italy, she was the first and only child of a seamstress and a merchant. Margaret and Richard Barker, were their names. They had tried to conceive more than one child as the give a sibling to their lonesome daughter but that did not occur.
Margaret and Richard both hailed from a small village off of London, but sometime in their early twenties, shortly after getting married, they took a trip to Italy but never returned. They decided to settle there and make the best of their new home. Richard began his new business and Margaret worked to keep herself busy when there was nothing more for her to do.
Stella’s childhood was practically normal. Her parents thought nothing of Stella’s imaginary friends. Each one more unique than the last. She spent most of her time outside, chasing after birds or going to the wading pools to pick up shells. Margaret took plenty of time out of her schedule to spend time with her only daughter, knowing the poor child must be lonely without a sibling. Together, mother and daughter began to do more and more things together. By the time Stella had reached a young age of five or six, Margaret had taken it upon herself to teach her young daughter how to sew dresses properly. “So you’ll never be without clothing, darling.” Her mother had told her.
Her father spent most of his time doing business, coming home to mostly eat and sleep. He worked to keep his wife and daughter filled with the extras cloths they might need to make their own clothing, outside of what Margaret did. He loved his little Stella, no doubt. He would take her into the village and show her off to his friends. The doe-eyed, small girl who’s face held the innocence of an angel.
They started to notice, though, as she became a young lady, she started to seem not quite right. Stella couldn’t seem to have a hair out of place or a string hanging off her dress. She would screech and howl until something was done about it. Her mother wouldn’t fold something correctly, Stella would yank it away and do it as she pleased. Her parents now started to have to worry about if they were doing everything to Stella’s specifications. By the time she had reached the age in which she could leave and start looking for a husband, her parents decided it was time to tell her about her home country of England. They scrapped money together to send their daughter off, hoping she’d find a nice English man, because many of the local boys didn’t want to look at Stella after seeing her behavior out in the market one day.
One day, while shopping in the market, Stella had gotten into a fight with one of the merchants. They didn’t wrap her fruit the right way and so she yelled at him to do it the way she instructed. The merchant told her that the way he had it was secure and the fruit would make it home and not get smashed in her basket. Stella refused to buy the fruit because it wasn’t packaged the way she liked it.
Richard decided to hire a companion for Stella, so she wouldn't be traveling alone. There he hired a girl who lived nearby and Stella had grown accustomed to being friends with. Her name was Cosma. It was then that Stella carefully packed her trunk and little bag and said goodbye to her mother and father. Though Margaret and Richard were sad to see their beautiful daughter leave, the now felt free to do as they pleased with their own stuff.
The trip to England passed by uneventfully, Stella spending most time with Cosma. Stella stepped off the ship at Newcastle-upon-Tyne where it was there…She met the man of her dreams. His name was Silas Douglass.
She had been sitting in the carriage, waiting on the driver to finish loading her trunks on top so they could be off to where she would call home for the next little while until she found a suitable husband and moved in with him. She was holding her purse tightly as she waited but then she heard a thud and the cabby cussing as he was trying to do something. Stella did not like the sound of the thud and so she carefully opened the door and stepped out to observe the cabby shoving her clothing into the trunk haphazardly. Stella’s anger rose and before she knew it she was screaming at the cabby. “YOU BLOODY BRUTE! YOU RUINED ALL MY CLOTHES! AND NOW THEY’RE GOING TO BE WRINKLED AND DREADFUL TO WEAR IN PUBLIC!—“ Of course, Stella continued on with her tirade, putting the poor cabby to shame and causing every person on the street to stop and watch the poor man be put down by a woman.
But it was then that this man appeared and started to help her fold her clothes. He didn’t do it EXACTLY how she liked but he was getting it close enough and she was more than pleased and thankful that the man had stopped and helped her. She was still very angry at the cabby and it showed as she seemed to growl at him as she entered the carriage to be taken to her new home.
Several times she saw him. Each time she grew more and more fond of him, even though they would only speak for a few moments and then move on. It was at a party that she had finally taken a great deal of notice about him but she wanted to play hard to get and plainly told him no when he asked her for a dance. It took the poor man enough time to finally get the strength up to come after her and when he did and asked for her hand in marriage, she gladly accepted.
When they were finally wed, it was a very small ceremony. Only the church witnessed it and Cosma. Stella felt awful her parents couldn’t be at the wedding but understood that they couldn’t come. She wrote them a letter, sending it back home with Cosma.
After getting married, Silas and Stella agreed that they needed somewhere to start a new and be the newlyweds and not have to deal with old baggage of a city that they lived in. They moved to Lindebo and Silas, with the use of her dowry, bought them a small house that she knew she would have to be content with but in the end, she seemed just fine with it. It gave her a chance to not have so many things out of place and the small space was just right for the pair of them. And the little puppy that Silas bought to keep Stella company while he would be out doing business.
Together, she lives with him in perfect bliss (for her), happy to finally have the man of her dreams.
Strengths:-Organization
-Creativity
-Loyal
-Loving
Weaknesses:-People think she’s crazy
-People’s fear of setting her off balance
-Oblivious to her husband's money sources
-Oblivious to her husband's past
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