Harmony Ada Reed

[Harmony Reed]

~Character Information~

Name and Nicknames: Harmony Ada Reed; Ada, Harlow
Birthday and Age: July 12th, 2008; 21
Student or Adult: Adult
Gender: Female
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Black
Height: 5”6
Identifying marks- scars, tattoos, etc.: A tattoo of a heart with lyrics from the Yeah Yeah Yeahs song that say “We're All Gonna Burn In Hell” above her shoulder blade
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~Personality~

Passions: Good looks, Men, Music, Cars, Video Games, vandalism.
Disdain: Getting caught, censorship, going to jail, her adopted parents, conformity
Strengths: Clever, Persuasive, Outgoing, loyal, adventurous, independent, creative, fighter
Weaknesses: Rude, selfish, stubborn, proud, bossy, mischievous, messy, mean, wild
Worst Fear: To be locked up for a long time
Life long dream?: To find her real family
Overall:

Harmony is the ultimate wild child. She is loud and brass and doesn't care about authority. However, she is careful to watch herself for cops when vandalizing or causing a stir in her way. When she finds herself in a spot she can't get out of physically, she uses her female persuasion to try and run from it. Her temper sometimes gets in the way, though and she will start fighting with her fist. She is not a sissy.

When not trying to get in trouble, she is very bubbily and outgoing girl with a good head on her shoulders. She is rude and bossy with some folks she feels are not worthy of her presence. When pushed to the limit, she doesn't stop for anyone or anything. She can change from a stable person to a crazy beast the next. Her need for adventure is always there and she loves to go out in her car and driving around seeing what kind of mayhem she can cause.

Harmony is mostly considered a boy more than anything. She plays video games, she likes fast cars, and listens to fast music. However, her candy is always men and she is promiscuous. She uses everything she has to offer to get what she wants.

~ History~

Family

Blood Status: Pure Blood
Parents: Ferdinand and Isabel Gulag
Siblings: Serenity Morgan (unaware of it)
Other: (Aunts, Uncles God Parents...etc)
History:

Harmony was born somewhere. She didn't know where she came from and grew up in an orphanage in California for a good majority of her life, learning her persuasive and vandalism skills inside the orphanage by spray painting with the bigger boys and trying to get them in trouble instead of her. At a young age, she found out the advantage of being a girl and getting out of certain things. She grew up as a bully and remains so through her life. She was always a class clown and never really cared about the orphanage. She was picked up by a religious and rich family, from Spain. They moved to America so Harmony's “father” would stay close to his work. He rarely came home. When Harmony got the letter of her being a witch, it was kept a secret between her “mother” and Harmony, in fear that she would be kicked out of the only home she knew. She was told that she was going to a boarding school.

At school, she was still awful, getting detention every time she turned around. It gained her some friends, but more enemies when she would still bully and make fun of her classmates. When she got older, it would get worse with the younger students, feeling a sense of seniority in herself. Harmony would leave and find herself traveling, instead of going to college.

She traveled across the states, in a tricked-out El Camino. She often still causes mayhem and the back of her car is covered in half-full and empty spray paint cans. When she's low on money, she is known for disguising herself and robbing the closest convenience stores, using her magic for it. When getting away, she's learned that changing the plates on the car has been helpful and she would continue to use it.

All of her life, she has longed to find her real family. It was nice to have a rich and healthy family that pretended to care for her, but she was now ready to find out who she truly is. She had returned to the orphanage she lived in and found a clue of her family's possible whereabouts. It was strange to hear that it was in Providence, Montana, having felt like a city girl for the majority of her life. When she found out, she left for the town, going through the mountains. Today, she searches for whatever family she has.

~Final Stage~

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RP Sample:

The car fizzled in the ditch. Harmony was far from the word that was her name. She kicked and screamed curses to the sky. Her hair brushed across her bare back. The halter top stuck to her body like glue. The steam went upwards into the mountain sky and she was stuck. “Well, this is a wonderful journey,” her sarcasm said. She climbed in the back of her El Camino and moved her hands across the floor, picking up bags and throwing away spray paint cans. She kept cursing under her breath and began walking toward the mountain town. It was nice and hot, but Montana was definitely a long way from home. She swung her bags over her shoulder and started walking, the stilettos clicked on the ground. She was definitely regretting this trip.

Harmony's thumb stuck up at the passing cars. It bugged her with the first couple of cars, thinking wives and families were inside. Boo to the conservative wives who don't believe in getting her way by flaunting what her mother gave her, if she knew her mother. The thought made her groan, as her legs stretched on the asphalt and up the mountains. Around the fifth car that passed, she hitched a ride and she came towards the window. A mid-western was grinning at her, his blond hair stuck up like a rooster and a gap in his tooth was shown. Harmony gave a hesitant grin and she climbed in. “Hey, so I'm heading to Providence,” Harmony said, staying as close to the door as possible. The mid-westerner frowned at her, knowing that his idea of fun may have done the toilet. The man persisted, moving his hand slowly to her thigh. In response, Harmony reached down like a blur, gripping the man's wrist and twisting it quick. She leaned forward, looking at the man's hazel eyes, writhing in pain. Her hand was on the wheel as the man lost control. “Down boy,” Harmony whispered sensually, and the curves started to get worse. She pulled away, letting the man cry and gain control again. These curves didn't look hot at all. The man seemed to settle and she looked away, holding her own. She sighed to herself, awaiting the apology that she hoped for, but she was used to it before. Men have tried their ways, but she saw away from them and she learned their ways.

Providence came in vision as they went around the other side of the mountain. It looked like a haven and it was the place she was supposed to find the real deal. Family. She had several tries at that, at last being a part of the Gulag family. But she wasn't one. She was called a Reed in the papers and even then her name is just something the nuns chose for her. Harmony Ada Reed. It was a name she had to use. The car came to a stop and she was out the door, waving sarcastically at the man, still holding onto his wrist. She blew a kiss and she walked away, looking for some place to rest until her mission was complete. The sunset staggered in the horizon, making the city windows gleam in orange. Harmony grinned, taking her bags in her arms and walking on toward the casino.