Mallory 'Mall' Rosewood //undergoing edits//

[Shun]

Name
Mallory “Mal” Rosewood

Age
16 Years Old (May 11th)

Gender
Female

Species
Human

Position
Twilight Town Citizen, Employee at ‘The Whole Scoop’

Powers/Abilities/Techniques/Skills

Like any other Twilight Town Citizen, Mallory’s crazy superhuman abilities are pretty much nonexistent. Fighting is as foreign to her as sex, even among all the sudden Heartless and Nobody sightings that have begun popping up throughout Twilight Town as of late. One could say she’s been lucky enough to avoid such scenarios; after all, pretty much everyone and their grandma has faced one of these demons at least once… except for her.

Nonetheless, the young female does have a couple of aces underneath that sleeve of hers, and she most certainly wouldn’t hesitate to exploit such talents given the right situation or emergency to do so.

Crafting: Having spent most of her free time at “The Whole Scoop” for as long as she can remember, Mallory has become a rather decent crafter, or cook, throughout the years. Her acquaintances wouldn’t be surprised to find out she has inherited that special “yummy and tasty edible stuff maker” genus both her parents so proudly sport on their sleeves, and what can she say? The girl kind of enjoys experimenting with her desserts as well. From Apple Crumble to White Chocolate Chunk, Rosewood often finds herself making treats and trying out new ice cream flavors just for the heck of it. Unfortunately her creations, while probably just as tasty in flavor, lack the magical properties of those found in places such as Disney Town or even Scrooge McDuck’s Ice Cream Emporium, merely satiating thirst during a hot day. However, if provided with the right materials and recipes, Mallory’s expertise might just be enough to recreate the effects.

Musicality: Mallory has been involved in the arts since she was a little girl, always being one to sign up for school plays, show choir and probably any other related extracurricular. Her introversion often kept her from standing in the spotlight even when given the chance to do so (something she still struggles with to this day), but nonetheless Rosewood enjoyed ‘swaying in the background’ and providing backup for their locally renown ‘rising stars’. She’s an outstanding pianist, as well as a rather skilled vocalist who hasn’t really shown her true colors… at least not until Rocco overheard her that one day. The boy may be pushing her into being more confident in her talent but Mallory still has a long way to go before she ends up allowing someone else to crawl into that little world of hers… that magical sanctuary she often ventures into.

---Alluring Air: Meep.
---Hastemarch: Meep.

Photography: One of Mallory’s favorite hobbies would be photography. The desire to capture beautiful still portraits of basically anything lying still at Twilight Town is rather new to her, not actually having itched her to go ahead and get herself a camera until freshman year. She’s still an amateur at the job, one with lots of room for improvement but she really couldn’t care less about that; it entertains her, it’s fun… and, to some extent, it keeps valuable memories kicking and alive within her room.

Weapons/Items

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Blue Satchel Bag:
---Potion (x3): Restores a small amount of health. Equivalent to a Cure spell.
---Ether (x3): Restores a small amount of mana. Equivalent to a low tier spell or a two post cooldown.
---Antidote (x1): Cures the ‘Poison’ status aliment.
---Instant-Picture Camera: Captures up to ten black & white photos per thread.
---Blue MP3 Player: Relaxes the user with its soothing tunes.

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Appearance[/size]

Mallory is rather short for her age, barely standing above five feet tall. More often than not she finds herself mistaken for a twelve year old, but such conclusions usually dissipate upon taking a closer look at her face. Her features remain gentle and delicate, perhaps even frail to some, and yet they have sharpened enough to leave those 'baby face' times behind for good. Nonetheless, the controversy surrounding her age eventually reached a point where it simply stopped irritating or even fazing the girl, and it's not really a primary concern of hers anymore.

Her hair, however, is a completely different story. Pitch black hues, dark as ebony... its short strands barely kissing the sides of her face. Mallory thought it was a good idea for a change; a fresh start for a new, more 'outgoing' her... or so she thought during the first few days after the cut. The plan ended up working though, at least partially: it did lead her to Mason and Rocco after all. But now, the girl's trying to grow it out again and thus one will rarely see her outside without a hat or one of her trademark bandanas wrapped around her head. But her eyes... they remain as warm as always. Usually widened, filled with all sorts of emotions... despite her introverted tendencies, Mall could be easily read by the shade of chocolate in her eyes. Always a pleasant one, though, going well with the few cutesy moles spread across her face.

When it comes to picking her outfit for the day, Mallory is often inclined toward comfort versus fashion. She tries her best not to stand out in the crowd, usually wearing a standard pair of loose jeans with light hued tops or short-sleeved blouses. A hooded sweatshirt may be thrown into the mix during a chilly day or two, but mostly to avoid appearing so... bare. It's basically a self-consciousness issue more than anything else. And, of course, Rosewood would never be seen without that light blue satchel of hers. One never knows when she could need her crafting skills.

Dresses are definitely not Mall's thing, nor are skirts but she's forced to cope with those anyway due to school uniform regulations. Mrs. Rosewood keeps nagging at her, albeit indirectly for some 'feminism' in her clothing style. She has probably bought her daughter a dozen sundresses, though only two are barely tolerated and not worn by the teenager unless severely necessary. Again, comfort over fashion.

Personality

Going around town asking about a certain 'Mallory Rosewood' would end up getting one quite the series of funny looks topped with a bunch of inquisitive 'who's. A few might recall her, though rather faintly, as the petite entity who had taken a liking to sitting at the back of the choir room, barely uttering a word unless asked to by the teacher. And why would she blame them? The girl was simply an introvert: shy, timid, reserved... one that preferred to spend time in solitude versus gathering everyone and their grandmother's attention like some sort of social magnet. And sure, her social invisibility often brought severe periods of loneliness to her life, but that was okay. After all, the mere thought of being in the spotlight practically made chills run up her spine in a most unpleasant manner.

Being invisible was fine... just fine with her.

Because of this, Mallory always struggled to make friends... not only at high school, but ever since elementary school as well. Several happenings during her childhood pushed her into becoming this sort of distant persona, but there are, in fact, times where the girl finds herself won over by the desire of just being in others' company... and, basically, a strong urge to feel loved. Mason and Rocco have done their best to keep up with these affectionate needs of hers, attempting to help her break out of her shell in any way they can. And while ever-thankful Mallory appreciates what they've been doing for her throughout the last couple of months, she still remains as insecure about herself as always. She probably wouldn't admit any of this out loud, but even then the young crafter would really appreciate making another friend or two. Who knows? Maybe having so many outsiders around Twilight Town isn't such a bad thing after all...

Others would perhaps take note of her last name, Rosewood instead, directing one toward the biggest local ice cream shop resting at Market Street: 'The Whole Scoop'. Quite an original name in her honest opinion, and brainchild to the smartest and wisest man alive (after Rocco, of course) in her eyes as well: her father. Mallory's admiration for the man knows absolutely no boundaries; he's her complete and utter superhero, the one that makes her laugh whenever she needs it the most. Mr. Rosewood is a true genius, and even though he'd prefer to keep his daughter away from all this 'magic' and 'nobody' business, he's still there to help Mall out with those bizarre ice cream recipes she's been finding all over the place. A little bit fishy, sure, but they all seem pretty harmless upon closer inspection.

But what about the girl, one might ask? What does she want? Tending to the ice cream shop might be fun and, let's be real, she does feel responsible for carrying on her family's legacy, but Mallory's one true passion is none other than performing. She loves it... both the good and the bad. She loves it all, and even though she hasn't really gotten her own share of spotlight as of yet, the girl's happy just as long as you give her a chance to sing. And who knows? Maybe her time to shine will come soon... but one can only hope she'll be ready when it arrives.

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Original World
Twilight Town

Current Residing World
Twilight Town

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Mallory Rosewood was born three years before the unrelated events of Kingdom Hearts: Birth By Sleep, just as the sunset glimmered the brightest on the clock tower... but then again this is Twilight Town we're talking about, so that pretty much isn't as special as it sounds. And this is basically how she grew up for the first couple of years: happy, gleeful, free of any drama that certainly didn't concern her persona... basically, normal. Or as normal as it could get with your parents running the biggest ice cream shop around the place. Most people knew her as "the Rosewoods' kid" or "the ice cream baby" (her sweet tooth was partially to blame for that second one) and even though she would've liked it better if they simply called her "Mall", she felt proud to be linked to her parents... as proud as she could feel at the age of five, of course. That meant they loved each other and that they were a wonderful family... at least that's what Mama Rosewood said whenever their daughter asked about it.

She loved spending her evenings at the shop. Mallory would get to help Mama and Papa carry the ingredients from one place to another, make some delicious ice cream and hand it to other kids playing soccer at the streets. Sometimes she even got to sit on the counter and eat some of it with Papa whenever Mama wasn't around (The Deal, they called it amongst themselves). "You can't always take, Mall. You also have to give back." Her father used to say, and the youngest Rosewood always kept those words close to her heart.

As the years went by and as her responsibilities piled up, Mallory spent less and less time helping out at the shop. She had started Elementary School, after all, and it was much, much harder than kindergarten in her honest opinion. "You'll manage, though. You're a smart girl, Mallory. A very very smart girl." But kids can be rather cruel at this stage of life, and Twilight Town wasn't exempt from having their typical bullies patrolling their local schools. Things weren't as bad at first, at least not for Mall, but the real nightmare began halfway through her third year at school. It was painful... being laughed at, that is, or told how stupid she was for not knowing her times tables, or being mocked at because of her unorthodox love for comic books and superheroes... she didn't know why they kept making her feel this way. She didn't know how or why it had exactly started, nor had she been prepared to defend herself from these attacks. She didn't even know how to defend herself. And thus the few friends she had made slowly drifted away, surely intimidated by the bullies, and Mallory retreated deep into her shell... right where the lashes would hurt the least.

But they still hurt. Bad.

She didn't say a word to her parents, feeling rather ashamed of herself for not saying anything when the other kids were making fun of her... for not stopping them as they kept chasing her around at the playground just to keep bothering and making her cry. No one knew. The school plays were basically her only escape during those terrifying years, and even then the rest of the cast never fully accepted her in their circle because of her status as 'prey'. Eventually the smokes cleared up and everyone moved on to push someone else's buttons, but the damage was already done and the happy, gleeful girl of the past was no more.

And thus, Mallory kept socializing with others to a minimum, practically cutting all ties in a desperate attempt to protect herself from their heartbreaking claws. The past haunted her; it had somewhat stopped, alright... but who said it couldn't happen again? Better safe than sorry, right? Unbeknownst to the girl though, the elder Rosewoods had, in fact, noticed the sudden change in their daughter's behavior. She was reserved and somewhat shy by nature, of course, but definitely not to that degree. Unfortunately they failed to pinpoint the cause behind these concerning effects, simply dropping the subject once the girl started piano lessons on her own.

However, music turned out to be more than just a simple hobby for the young girl. It was a sanctuary... her sanctuary, a place where she could truly be herself without worrying about other people's opinions. A lovely sandbox, filled with infinite possibilities she could explore one by one. Mallory wouldn't get bored whenever she played or sang her tunes, and she liked that... maybe she liked it a little bit too much. Maybe her sanctuary was a little bit too perfect in her eyes for her own good. She didn't let others in, afraid of having it shot down and torn apart by their claws. Rosewood was better off keeping it to herself... or so she thought.

The years went by as the girl kept devoting most of her time to music. From show choir to her own bedroom musical experiments... she still loved it all. Maybe she didn't really need any friends to be happy, despite the sickening loneliness she felt in her gut from time to time. Maybe things were perfectly okay like this... but Papa Rosewood still wasn't buying the charade. At the age of thirteen, Mallory finally got to come back to the shop, beaming as she recalled all of those past memories she had forged there as a child. Direct contact with hopeful customer was a must at 'The Whole Scoop' and even though it seriously frightened her, Mall managed to push herself into doing it. Practically every single day.

Despite that, it still was pretty scary.

One day, however, everything changed. Mallory was almost fifteen years old around the time Sora found himself waking up at The Old Mansion. Of course, the two never got to interact, but that same period of time turned out to be game-changing for the girl as well. It came in the form of two fellow teenagers: Mason and Rowan. How or why they decided to approach her, she never got to know. But they were friendly and nice... definitely not bullies, and for some reason Mallory found herself safe in their company. Safe enough to bring down some of those walls she had built... at least for a little while. They were the first friends she had made in quite a while, and she hoped they considered her a friend as well.

Mall found herself hanging around the duo, apparently now turned into a trio, more often than she thought as the weeks went by. Mason introduced her to 'Struggle' and even though she wasn't exactly fond of hitting other people with a bat built out of foam, she appreciated the gesture. The boy had definitely been blessed with some loads and loads of patience, a quality lacking in Rowan AKA Rocco... but that was okay. The latter was a hothead alright, but he was kind... and he was smart. More often than not the other two found themselves bombarded with random scientific fun facts that later on turned out to be pretty useful during the day. That was fun... at least in Mallory's eyes, it was.

The trio eventually adopted 'The Whole Scoop' as their favorite hangout place (much to Mrs. Rosewood's dismay) and helped out during the evening in any way they could. Brewing and crafting were also big while they spent time together, though Mason tended to keep his hands off the mixing process thanks to the 'BOOM! Flaming Hot Hair' incident which had pretty much scarred him for life. Funny stuff, though.

She liked it. Mallory really, really liked spending time with these boys... and maybe, just maybe, friends like them would give her enough courage to finally break out of her shell. Rocco had found about her musical tendencies, of course, and he was pushing her toward sharing her gift with the world. But she just didn't know. She wasn't sure if this was a good idea after all, or if this was actually her time... but maybe, just maybe, the butterfly was finally ready to come out of her cocoon.

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Questions/Comments/Suggestions?[/size]
Finally got to finish this profile :3 she's an adorable creature that sings. And makes ice cream. Smother her with love! <3

[Ellie who has 0%]

YO

Something has been talked over, but here's a hardcopy of what not's.


//Ice Creams

I still do not get conceptually why is this so prominent as a story-teller. I think it's more of a concept you love rather than one that associates strongly with your character and who she is. Until you find a better way to distribute the ice cream, the special ice cream will need to be removed.

I don't see the point in ingredients and recipes, if people can just grabbed them from wherever. There's no value in the hunt and shop-keeper set up. I know you mentioned of giving her "books" that explains where they are, but those elaborate plots aren't working well with WD current status. You need something simplistic that can actually last and be completed.

Can she still make these delicacies? Yes, but they'll lack the magical properties. You won't be loosing anything she already had, a girl taking responsibilities in her family business as an ice cream maker.

I was pushing to put more of her musicality in here because you've expressed it as a major part of her and at the high possibility of the magical ice cream not staying. That way you still have a part of Mallory present rather than feeling stripped of a fun idea.


//Personality

She's an introvert due to childish bullying and teasing, but what is she insecure about? You mention she have insecurities, but what are they specifically. All the inflictions she's been through are all...vague.

If you must talk about your character a bit, because during our conversation you have a lot going on with her that isn't expressed.

//History

How did the arrival of heartless and nobodies affect her?

5 days.

[Shun]

May I ask for a time extension, at least until Friday? You caught mid-semestral test week and studying has become a priority XDD pretty please?

[Ellie who has 0%]

o3o Tis friday, but I'm assuming you're still doing tests. I'll hunt you down via skype.

[Ellie who has 0%]

Tis May 9th dude; we can revive this chica when you return.