May 17, 2021 14:48:30 GMT -6
ROSANNA LOUISE WAGNER
47 year old OLD LADY, WELCOME TO WASHINGTON CALIFORNIA------------------------------------------------------------------
Name: Rosanna Louise Wagner
Nickname: Rose
Gender: female
Birthdate: August 2nd
Orientation: straight
Occupation: café manager
Grade: never really went to high school
Age: 47
Motorcycle Club: Washington charter old lady------------------------------------------------------------------Love it?
+Bad boys
+My sons
+Living in a little town where everyone knows one another
+The support of the community
+Riding my Harley
+Sex
Hate it?
-Being snowed in
-Going hungry
-Worrying about my kids
-my ex-husband
-Abusive men
-When one of the kids is in trouble
Strengths and Weaknesses?
+my boys
+my willpower
+my independence
-my boys
-my willpower
-men
Fears?!
- That my ex will find us
- Falling in love just to find another abuser
- One of my sons disappearing
Full Personality:I have a bad attitude to most anymore until you earn my trust. I learned to hide myself from the men I was with. Any true showing and I was hit. I can be loud and obnoxious when the need arises or meek and quiet when I have to be. I wear my heart on my sleeve for my boys.------------------------------------------------------------------
Celebrity Play-By: Gwen Stefani
Eyes: brown
Skin: white
Hair: blonde
Scars/Marking: a few tattoos and scars
Build: curvy------------------------------------------------------------------
Mother: Clara Burghardt (deceased)
Father: John Wagner (deceased)
Siblings: none
Spouse: 2 ex-husbands
Children: Sons Ryan 14, Rueben 12, and Roman 7
Other: Old Man: Ransym Knight
History:I was born on the wrong side of the tracks I wasn't one of those privy so called bitches, but I could hold my own in a fight verbal or fists. My father was in a gang. He was killed in a shootout when I was around eight. My mom didn't care much after that who she slept with or not or where she got her drugs from. I basically raised myself. She died of a drug overdose when I was seventeen. I didn't miss her though she hadn't really been there anyway since I was little.
I joined a gang as well when I was thirteen. It was about the only way to stay alive on our streets in Los Angeles. I married when I was nineteen to another gang member. He was abusive and every time I got pregnant he'd beat the shit out me that I lost the baby. I was with him for ten years unable to get away from him. He was shot in a drive-by shooting and I ran. I met my next husband a couple of years later after getting by on my own. He was nice at first, but then he started getting controlling and would hit me when I didn't listen. Two years later I had my first son Ryan, two years after that my second son Rueben. Five years later I had my baby boy Roman. My husband wasn't as abusive after the boys were born for awhile till my oldest hit teenage years and then he would start knocking him around if he talked back. One night when he didn't come home I loaded up the boys and left taking what money I could.
I ended up in a little town called Washington, California. Way off the beaten path. Hopefully he never finds us here. It's a quaint little town. I worked at the local grocery store until it shut down. I was paid cash to work there. They knew I was in hiding from my husband. So I couldn't get unemployment either. It's too far to drive to find a job, and there's nothing really here in Washington. I have food stamps luckily to buy food so we don't starve. A social worker started checking in on us as well after it was reported that there were bruises on one of my boys. It had been the fading bruises from my husbands beating on Ryan. I told her the truth, and she's been working with us ever since. Her name is Marcia Grey and she's the best. Then there's the sheriff's daughter Sawyer who checks in on us as well making sure were alright and there's extra groceries on our doorstep once in awhile that I figure has to be her or her family.
Marcia is also helping me through the process of a divorce which will be final in a couple of months. With full custody going to me cause of the documented proof of abuse from my ex. He's probably pissed though so I'm sure he's trying to find us.
Like I said I love this little town. The neighbor that called me into child protective services apologized to me as well when she found out the truth. She told me if I ever need help just to scream and she'll come running with her shotgun. She's seventy some years old, but she's a pistol. I bought an old beat up Harley at a garage sale for a steal and fixed it up myself to drive. It's not something shiny and new, but it works. My boys love for me to take them on rides.
There's this adorable little schoolhouse here in town as well. It's just a couple of doors down from us. I can walk my boys to school. Though my oldest is going to have to ride the bus a half hour one way just to go to high school next year. The teacher here is resigning though so they don't know if there will be a school here next year cause no one wants to take over teaching in a one horse town. Hopefully they find somebody. It would be nice if they could find another teacher as well to teach high school here then my baby wouldn't have to go so far away to just go to school.
The summer is practically gone, and my life has changed for the better. I met someone his name is Ransym. Moved here from New York and is part of the motorcycle club that more or less has taken over the town. All for the good of it though. I've moved in with him after an attack that was aimed at him. My boys fit right in with his and love being here. I also got a job managing the café here in town that the son's run.------------------------------------------------------------------
RP Sample:Doesn't need to be from this site but has to be longer than the limit------------------------------------------------------------------
Username: Rosanna
Cbox/What we will call you by: Angie
How long have you RP'd: Ten years Plus
Comments:
How did you find us: I created the site with Cindie
Any other characters: See who plays who
