Daciana Barwick, Patient

[Daciana Barwick]

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Character Information:

*The basics:

Name:Daciana Marie Barwick
Age:17
Sex:Female
Race:Irish/Italian
Hair, length && style: Mid back length and auburn red
Eyes:Green
Skin:Ivory
Body build:Slender/vurvy

Scars:A few cuts along her legs
Birthmarks:A crescent shaped moon on her upper left shoulder
Tattoos:A pentagram on her right ankle
Piercings:None

Extra Physical Details: N/A

*Inside

Personality: Daciana is how to put this, a very twisted girl. She was this way; long before she had arrived here believing that she was a vessel to Satan. In many cases one can hear her talking to herself. She is a very temperamental girl, yet also a very cunning and quick witted on as well. One moment she can be very kind, and silver tongued while the next she can be ready to literally rip your limbs off. She isn't the kind to show emotion by far; when it comes to sadness she has a hard time showing it. Thinking it's a sign of weakness. Which at times she refuses to even speak of, when pushed it won't take long for her to snap and start literally trying to attack people.

Religion: Catholic but doesn't practice

Quirks: +playing with a doll that she came with
+Constantly looking at herself in the mirror
+Repeatedly brushing her hair
+Cutting herself
+likes to flirt
+Quick tempered
-Is scared to death of fire
-Refuses to go near deep water
-Confined spaces
-Clowns she hates clowns
+She loves to draw and dance though

*History && Relations

Family . Friends . Enemies: Mother- Gabriella Barwick/Deceased
Father-Christof Barwick-45/crippled
Friend Rosabella Mckinnly/deceased
I remember: Daciana was born to Gabriella and Christof Barwick. The only child of the couple, from a young age she was raised in a Catholic home. Neither was rich, but they weren't poor living in a middle class home. The young girl got what she needed, and was spoiled beyond anything from a very young age. Now her parents it was what one would call a loveless marriage. Neither cared for eachother and that was shown, every night when Daciana would sit up listening to them scream at eachother. Her father would throw things at her mother, and hit her in front of daciana. While she would sit in the corner watching them, clinging to a doll her mother had made her.

As the years went by, and young daciana grew her father seemed to take more and more interest in her. Always coming up to her, complimenting her on her outfits and always running his hand through her hair. He seen the fright in her eyes the way she cowered each time he came around, in fear that he was going to strike her like he did her mother. From all the abuse she had seen, it had made her withdraw. Hardly having any friends she was lucky when Rosabella met up with her, they soon became close friends talking and doing everything together. The only person she felt she could confide in, when things went wrong when she didn't have to cut on herself. It wasn't till daciana was 15 that her father started touching on her. Feeling around on her, before he would grab her and fondle her she would tell him to stop but he would just slap her and tell her to shut up.

He was a drunk yes, but that didn't give him a right. No matter how many times she threatened to tell her mother, he would just laugh and say " What do you think she is gonna do about it?" Soon the fondling became more and more. Till he was literally raping her, holding her mouth shut and gagging her. Sometimes if she wouldn't listen he would submerge her head in water for awhile then jerk her back up. Finally at 16 everything snapped in her mind, the abuse she seen when she was younger. Then the abuse to her and the rape as she got older all came to a boiling point. She remembered the night that she lit there old estate on fire, watching it burn to the ground. She heard her father screaming, and trying to get her mother out of the house. Cussing at her, the fire brigade came putting the fire out but when they got everyone out. Her father was so badly burned, that he wouldn't be able to walk or do anything for the rest of his life. Her mother and come to find out her best friend burned up in the fire. Sending her into a frenzy one could say, that was when she was sent to wesswick.


I want to: To be normal and forget my past

You should probably know: She has a tendency to believe the devil is talking to her.

*Sample of Role Play:

Why have I come here again? To tickle my family’s fancy? Or what else to fake that I am actually going to college to be a model. just to make mother proud, oh wait no it's to rub the fact that I was able to get into modeling school and my sister saphira wasn't" Laughing to herself. She was after all going to be staying in the finest of hotels The Paris Hilton suite. Who couldn't love it? Besides many knew her because even though modeling wasn't her biggest ambition she still did a few shots. So her photo would get out there, and make her mom believe she was trying. That annoying father of hers after all was, all to willing to shove her sister in her face when ever he got a chance.

She had unpacked the cloths in her room. You know a girl couldn't forget her swimsuit after all there was a beach! She figured, since it was hot out why not she wouldn't miss swimming! Walking around her suite she rearranged things to her liking. Sometimes these hotels normal arrangements could become abit disturbing in her opinion. Hell they wouldn't mind after all she spent good money to get this suite. As long as she put it back right? Sighing she knew she had to relax after that annoying meeting with her parents and sister. It was like any other meeting in her family. The twins going at each others throat, her parents arguing over who was the better one.

And of course her father threw up the fact that Diamond was the more rebellious one after all. Wasn't her sister just sweet? It made her grimace and make a ridiculous face. She had slipped into her swimsuit after pulling on some daisy duke cut offs over her bottoms. Over her top she wore a nice baby blue sheer shirt, which gave her room to breath and accentuated her dark tanned complexion from being in the sun. Hair pulled back into a ponytail; unlike most of the girls she did try to cover herself some. Having flagged down a taxi she finally after twenty or so minutes got to the beach. Paying her fare she walked out onto the sand, the salty water hitting her. Eyes lifting to look to the sky for only a moment, before she felt someone bump into her. Making her stumble slightly, to the side turning around at the same time. Her eyes catching who it was, her first reaction was to scold him but she shook her head with a light chuckle.

It's alright, shouldn't have been standing around like an imbecile...nice to meet you spero my names Diamond Rodriguez He was handsome she gave him that with an odd quality about him.
(My character diamond off of Dark Desires)




Edit: Admin Noted 7.31.08

[Daciana Barwick]

Well I changed it hope this is abit better.