Seraphine Roen
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The easy S T U F F . . .Name:Seraphine Roen
Nickname: Sera, Ice Queen, Cold Hard Bitch
Age: 18
Member Group: Student
Power(s): Cryokinesis - Can create and control solid ice and ice crystals. Sera can bring the physical temperature of any object or substance she touches to freezing temperature(0 deg C). It is easier to freeze objects containing water. Objects brought down to this temperature typically frost over with ice. Side effects: Poor temperature regulation, overheats easily, skin is often cool to the touch, frequent dehydration. Limitations: Ice is created from the water in the air. In low humidity, it is more difficult to manifest. If there is too little water in the air, then it gets taken from Sera’s own body which can quickly dehydrate her. When fully controlled, she can create the ice in whatever shape she wants and pull the water from higher up in the atmosphere and other sources that contain water. She can melt ice only to freezing temperature(32 deg F/0 deg C) and no higher.
Play By:Ji Hye ParkLet it F L O W . . .Roen Family Album
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Pages 1 - 4:
--Picture of Malachai from as a baby
Inscription: Kai(1 day old), September 21, 1991
--Rest are of Malachai from 0 - 4 years old
Page 5:
--Several birthday pictures of Malachai(5 yrs), dated September 20, 1996
--Picture of Malachai holding a baby
Inscription: Kai(5 yrs) and Sera(0 day), September 22, 1996
Page 6:
-- Several pictures of Malachai.
--One picture of Sera taking her first steps.
--One picture of Malachai and Sera holding hands, Christmas tree behind
Inscription: Kai(7 yrs) and Sera(2 yrs), Christmas 1998--end of album--
================================Sera’s Journal - Vol. 1
--Written in large, unpolished letters and full of typical misspellings which get better over time
August 21, 2001
My name is Sera. I am 4 years old. I will be 5 in one month, but my brother will be 10. He will still be older than me. Today I start kindergarten. I am excited. I want to learn new things. Mallie says I am very smart. He says I am smarter than him when he started kindergarten. He says I write very good. He wants me to get better. I am happy. He gave me a journal so I can practice more. I want to see him smile at me more, so I will try hard. Mom and dad are happy too.
--There is a short, one paragraph entry for every day after, describing the small things they did in class each day.
December 18, 2001
I am bored at school. We do not learn anything new anymore. It is the same stuff over and over. I want to learn the things Mallie learns. He is in 5th grade. I read his books but I did not understand. It had numbers and letters I cannot read.
Next week is Christmas. I want: a long list of toys and dolls and unreasonable animals follows
Journal Vol. 2 - Jan 2002 - July 2002
January 12, 2002
Mommy and Daddy gave me a new journal since my old one was used up. I also got a barbie for Christmas. I need more clothes for her. Mallie got one more toy than I did. If they got me more clothes, then we will be the same.
I do not want to go back to school. The kids are stupid and nobody talks to me. Mallie tells me I need to try harder. If I try harder, will he like me more?
--The rest of the journal continues on much like the first volume until the very last page.
--The next couple volumes are uneventful, but each one is clearly marked on the spine and front cover of which dates it covers and are lined up in her bedroom bookshelf chronologically.
Journal Vol. 3 - Aug 2002 - Dec 2002
Journal Vol. 4 - Jan 2003 - July 2003
Journal Vol. 5 - Aug 2003 - Dec 2003
October 31, 2003
I like Halloween. This year was supposed to be really fun, because I’m finally old enough(seven years old) to go out with my brother by myself without mom or dad. I wanted us to go as Dorothy and the Scarecrow from The Wizard of Oz. Malachai helped me make the costumes. I think we did a really good job.
But it was horrible! I was so happy and then one of Malachai’s friends ruined it all! He said that we it was stupid of us to dress up like this because there’s no such thing as an asian Dorothy. I was so mad, I pushed him to the ground. Then I punched him in the nose. Then I kicked him in the stomach. I would have kicked him again, but Malachai stopped me. Malachai stopped me because he agrees with his friend, I just know it. He thinks I’m no good at making costumes and was embarrassed to wear them with me!
We had to go home. I got in trouble because Malachai told on me. He doesn’t love me, he was just pretending to be nice. I hate him! I hate him! I hate him! I never want to see his dumb face again so I locked myself in my room! I’m never coming out until he apologizes!
November 7, 2003
I take it back. I don’t hate Malachai. He apologized to me today and gave me a hug. I was so happy I cried. He said I can make his costume again next year. I already know what I am going to make.
--The rest of the entry contains a very detailed explanation of next year’s Halloween costumes.
Journal Vol 6 - Jan 2004 - July 2004
June 24, 2004
I don’t like hiking. I don’t like camping. But Dad says it will help us build character and help us learn how to respect nature, so he always organizes these outings with his and Mom’s friends. Actually, I don’t think Mom is friends with any of them because they only really talk to Dad. I told Dad that I didn’t want to go, that my feet always hurt, and I want to stay inside and play with my barbies instead. I just got the new mansion doll-house and Geraldine(Barbie is a stupid name) is having a pool party with all of her friends. Dad didn’t care. Dad just likes to go out and talk to the birds. He’s just being selfish. Dad told us that whoever complains the least will get an extra special surprise at the end of the day. He also said that whoever puts in the most effort will get a special prize. Dad lied.
We were hiking and I was getting tired, so Mom and I were walking slower than Dad and everyone else. Malachai was going to win, I just knew it! But then Malachai started feeling bad, so Mom and I decided to stay with him while everyone else kept going. We rested for a while, but then Malachai started screaming. Suddenly, two black wings came out of his back. Mom said that it was Malachai’s ‘manifestation day’. Why can’t it be my manifestation day?
We had to go back without finishing the trail. I was glad to go home, but I was quiet the whole time and still didn’t get my surprise! I’m sure Dad just forgot about me again. It’s because Malachai grew wings. I hate him, he ruined my day.
June 28, 2004
They took him away! Why!? Just because he grew wings, they took my brother away from me! They can’t do that, it’s not fair! I take it back! I don’t hate you, Malachai! Just don’t leave me! I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry!! Don’t leave me!
--The rest of the page is full of angry, haphazard scribbles and parts of the page look like they’ve been cried on, with ink smeared and wrinkled paper.
Journal Vol 7 - Aug 2004 - Dec 2004
September 22, 2004
I’m eight years old today. This is my first birthday not celebrating it with Malachai. Our birthdays are only two days apart, so we often celebrated together. We didn’t have a party this year. That’s okay, because I don’t have anyone to invite. It was always Malachai’s friends who came.
November 22, 2004
I got a B on a science test today. Mom scolded me and said that Malachai never got a B. I need to try harder.
Journal Vol 8 - Jan 2005 - July 2005
May 21, 2005
--A comparison of Sera and Kai’s 3rd grade report cards
Seraphine Malachai Math A- A Science B+ A+ English A+ B+ Social Studies B- B PE A+ A+ Music A B- Computers A+ A+
July 4, 2005
Malachai is home! And just in time for the Fourth of July fireworks! I gave him a big hug when I saw him. I showed him how much better I was doing in school. I told him I miss him because it’s still hard finding people to talk to. I asked him to stay so we could celebrate our birthdays together again, but he said he couldn’t. That makes me really sad. Malachai told me that I just need to stop being so shy and talk to people. That if I did, then I could make lots of friends. I will try this when school starts again.
Journal Vol 9 - Aug 2005 - Dec 2005
August 23, 2005
First day of school. Nobody talked to me.
August 24, 2005
Second day of school. I tried to talk to someone, but just looked at me strangely and laughed.
August 25, 2005
Third day of school. I brought a thick book to read, hoping someone would ask about it. Nobody did, but it was a good story. I look forward to reading more tomorrow.
August 26, 2005
Fourth day of school. I think I made a friend! I was reading my book and overheard some of the other girls talking. She wanted one of those new Nintendo DS games that just came out last year but her mom wouldn’t buy it for her because it was too expensive. I don’t understand how it can be too expensive, it’s only $150. I told her I could buy it for her if she wanted. She seemed really happy. After that, she and her friends asked me all about myself. Her friends asked if they could have something too. I told them to give me a list and I would get it for them by monday. I’m going to ask mom to take me shopping this weekend. I’m so happy! If everything works out, I’m going to ask mom if I can have a party this year for my birthday.
September 22, 2005
I asked mom for a party and she said yes! I asked for a bouncy castle, a clown, and a pony for us to take turns riding. I asked my new friends to come and they said they would if I gave them twenty dollars. That sounds reasonable. They seem to be very happy with me, because they all came and even brought other kids to help celebrate! When the day was over, Marissa, the girl who wanted the Nintendo DS, said she liked me and would be my best friend. All I have to do is pay her ten dollars every week and buy her lunches and carry her books. I’m so happy! I have never had a best friend before.
October 31, 2005
Marissa and I went out together for halloween. She said she really liked the costumes I made for us. I’m so glad we’re friends. She gave me so many tips on how to do my hair and even showed me how to put on make-up. I find it’s easier to talk to other people when she’s around. They listen to me and even laugh at my jokes, even though I don’t think they’re that funny.
Journal Vol 10 - Jan 2006 - July 2006
May 19, 2006
--A comparison of Sera and Kai’s 4th grade report cards
Seraphine Malachai Math A A+ Science A- A+ English A+ A Social Studies A- A- PE A+ A+ Music A B Computers A+ A+
Journal Vol 11 - Aug 2006 - Dec 2006
Journal Vol 12 - Jan 2007 - July 2007
May 18, 2007
--A comparison of Sera and Kai’s 5rd grade report cards
Seraphine Malachai Math A+ A+ Science A+ A+ English A+ A+ Social Studies A A PE A+ A+ Music A+ B+ Computers A+ A+
Journal Vol 13 - Aug 2007 - Dec 2007
August 21, 2007
Marissa and I have most of the same classes together, which makes me smile. We hung out at lunch today and just gabbed about which teachers we hate, which ones looked stupid, and which ones were kind of cute. I honestly don’t think any of them are particularly attractive, but she says they are, so I’ll just have to believe her. One of the upperclassman does look a little like my brother, though. I still miss him, but I’ve got Marissa now, so I think I’ll be fine.
Mom and Dad are expecting me to do better in middle school than I did in elementary school, so I can’t afford to slack off too much. Just because it’s the beginning of the semester doesn’t mean I should take it easy. Marissa understands and asked if she could come over sometimes so we can do homework together. Marissa didn’t get very good grades last year, so I think it’s wonderful that she’s starting to put in the effort to improve.
We’re going shopping this weekend once we get our homework done. There’s this new store that opened up this month at the mall and we want to go check it out. If the clothes there aren’t too complicated, I could probably pick up some material at the fabric store and make them myself. Otherwise, I’ll just go ahead and buy them.
Journal Vol 14 - Jan 2008 - July 2008
Journal Vol 15 - Aug 2008 - Dec 2008
August 22, 2008
School has started again and it couldn’t be any more boring! I really don’t understand why they keep teaching us the same things over and over again. I don’t understand why they go so slowly! Since entering junior high, I’ve found that the longer the lessons take, the harder it is for me to stay focused on the material. I’d much rather learn it all as fast as possible then move onto the next subject. The only thing that’s keeping me going at this agonizing pace is my desire to show my parents that I can do better than Malachai ever did in these classes. But if it gets too tedious, I wonder if they would let me take extra classes just so I have something to keep my mind occupied?
Shopping with Marissa is nice, but it’s hard to have real, true intelligent conversations with her. I’ve realized that she is not really as good as me in a multitude of ways. Marissa isn’t as pretty, she isn’t as smart, she has very little motivation to do anything productive, she isn’t even as rich as I am. I’m starting to wonder if it’s worth my time to keep hanging out with her, especially when her association with me gains me very little and even threatens to hold me back. I think the only thing she has that might be better than me is her fashion sense, but since she cannot sew and has the income of a middle class commoner, the only way she is able to maintain such a livelihood is by maintaining her friendship with me. I’m thinking I’m going to have to reevaluate the parameters of our relationship.
November 5, 2008
I couldn’t bring myself to sever our friendship. After all, she was my very first friend, she and I have done so many things together, and more than that, there were too many events between the start of school and today that simply made the timing inconvenient. With Christmas coming up next month, I might not get a chance to bring it up until next semester.
Journal Vol 16 - Jan 2009 - July 2009
January 28, 2009
I finally got the chance to talk to Marissa about our friendship. She was not happy, to say the least. As expected, she threw a fit and cried like a child. Seriously, we’re already 12 years old. We’re not babies anymore. She was unsightly, so I left here alone and went home. I’m going to have to find a new best friend now.
February 4, 2009
Finding a new group of friends is harder than I thought, but I think I’ve located a few candidates. One of them has parents who are elite business owners, and the other has a senator for a father. Neither of them are as advantaged as my parents, but I still think the connections will be worthwhile in the future. I offered one a new digital watch and the other a mountain bike in exchange. They seemed pleased with the transaction.
April 25, 2009
I’ve integrated myself into a good crowd, I think. Some of the girls are a little flakey, but at least they’re not C students. They seem genuinely impressed with my costuming and convinced me to make a set for them to take to a costuming contest they want to enter this summer in Los Angeles. It seems like a fun idea, so I agreed to pay for the hotel rooms and they provided me the resources to make the costumes. I expect that we’ll have a lot of fun this summer.
I still see Marissa from time to time, but only in school and we never exchange more than a few words if any at all. I know that she always seemed impressed with my craftsmanship. I wonder if my new circle would be offended if I invited her along on the trip? Probably, but I’m too afraid to ask. If they thought I was going back to affiliating myself with someone like her, they might decide to negate our friendships.
I admit, I do miss her. As much as I miss my brother. She probably hates me though.
July 5, 2009
It was unfortunate that the expo was held through July 4, but nonetheless, I had a lot of fun! It was amazing how many other people were there and how many things they could create! It was like it was Halloween for a whole 4 glorious days! The contest, or rather, the masquerade, was held on that Saturday and we got to show off our costumes in front of what seemed like the whole world! There were even judges who took a close look at my designs and critiqued them. I was so happy, I ended up winning second place in the beginners lot. I really want to come back next year and every year after!
July 6, 2009
After a long plane ride, I’m finally home from my extra long weekend. I showed my mom and dad my awards, but they said that if I was really so good, then I would have gotten 1st place and nothing less. I will have to try much harder next year to win.
Journal Vol 17 - Aug 2009 - Dec 2009
August 19, 2009
Marissa didn’t come to the first day of school or the second. Did she move? Does she not go to our school anymore? I wish I could have seen her once more before she left. Stupid Marissa. Why didn’t you just ask me if we could be friends again? I would have said yes. We could have kept it secret. You’re such an idiot!
October 24, 2009
I guess I’ve been quieter than usual lately. My friends pointed it out and asked me about it. I told them to shove it.
October 25, 2009
I should be happy, and I am. I’m going to Hammel to be with my brother! I should be excited. I want to be excited. But it’s not fair! If I go to Hammel, then I might never be able to see Marissa again! I found out that her family didn’t move, but she was instead sent away to a special school. “Probably a special school for the stupid!” That’s what one of my so-called friends said when I finally caved and told them why I was so despondent lately. I was so mad, I didn’t really know what I was doing. I yelled, and then threw something at him. An icicle, I realized after a moment. I wish it had run him through. Unfortunately, it only shattered on the wall behind him. I don’t care about leaving them, but if I go then I’ll never be able to make up with Marissa! This isn’t fair! I don’t want to go! Why do these things always happen to me!?
November 2, 2009
I’ve found out where Marissa went. Apparently, she was like my brother and me and manifested her meta-power over the summer then was sent to the Hammel Institute. I can’t believe Malachai didn’t say anything to me! The jerk definitely kept it from me on purpose! I hate him! He’s always been out to keep me from the things I want!!
November 3, 2009
Malachai told me that he didn’t even know that Marissa was here, since they aren’t in the same year and have completely different classes. And they’re on different floors of the dormitory. I guess I was wrong about Malachai, but it still seems suspicious to me.
November 4, 2009
Marissa and I don’t have any classes together. We’ve seen each other, but she doesn’t speak to me. Stupid dope! Fine! If you won’t speak to me then I won’t speak to you! I can find better friends than you anyway, no problem! I’m pretty, I’m popular, I’m rich and I’m the little sister of the popular Malachai Roen! People will be lining up around the block just to be my friend! And just watch, I bet I’ll even get more than Malachai ever did.
Journal Vol 18 - Jan 2010 - July 2010
June 30, 2010
Malachai graduated today. It was nice to finally be able to go to school with him again, even if it was for less than a year. He’ll be attending the University of Vermont come fall which is great because he’ll still be close by so I can see him whenever I want. It figures that he graduated on-time. I would expect anything less from him. It is, unfortunately, a shame that he didn’t go to a more prestigious university. He probably could’ve gone to an Ivy League school if he wanted. I don’t care what anyone else says or how much he denies it, I’m pretty sure he sacrificed his education for my sake, so he wouldn’t leave me behind again. It’s the only thing that makes sense. His decision to stay close by is definitely proof of how much he cares.
Still, it will be lonely at school without him. Malachai left a legacy that I’m going to have to live up to now. He had so many friends and girlfriends and near perfect grades. It’s only natural that I should too. Should be a piece of cake for someone like me.
Journal Vol 19 - Aug 2010 - Dec 2010
Journal Vol 20 - Jan 2011 - July 2011
February 25, 2011
My trainer keeps getting on me about my powers training, but I can’t make work what doesn’t want to work! Why the hell won’t it work for me the way I want it!? Everyone else seems to be doing just dandy and fine in learning how to control their powers, why did I have to get stuck with something so stupidly complicated!?
My trainer said that I’m to emotional or don’t know how to focus my emotions enough, god! She’s so irritating! What the hell does she know!? I’m doing my best and apparently it isn’t good enough for her! I think my trainer is just out to get me by making this harder than it has to be. She must be! Otherwise, I wouldn’t be having such a hard time with it! It’s not fair!!
February 26, 2011
I asked Malachai if he had any advice for how to learn how to “focus my emotions” or whatever my trainer was talking about. He recommended yoga. I tried that with him today to see if it would help at all. I’m not sure if it did, but it wasn’t a terrible experience. Yoga would be a fun thing to do with Malachai on occasion, especially if I want to keep in shape, but I also want to find something else that I can do by myself. I’ve been looking into it and there’s a Tai Chi class down in Pilot Ridge. I’m going to check it out tomorrow and see if it shows any promise. Looking at some videos online, it seems very slow paced like yoga, but it’s also a martial art of sorts? Something like that, I’ll learn more about it later, but I think it’d be more beneficial to learn a martial art rather than simply something for bodily wellness. Wish me luck!
Journal Vol 21 - Aug 2011 - Dec 2011
Journal Vol 22 - Jan 2012 - July 2012
Journal Vol 23 - Aug 2012 - Dec 2012
Journal Vol 24 - Jan 2013 - July 2013
Journal Vol 25 - Aug 2013 - Dec 2013
Journal Vol 26 - Jan 2014 -
Final numbers for 2013
Seraphine Malachai Friends ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||(est.)Bed partners ||||||||||||||||||| (est.)Books read |||||||||||||||||||||||| Bowling - Times won ||||||||||100m dash - best time 12.9s 11.7s
I don’t like comparing my cooking with Malachai’s because cooking is not something you can measure quantitatively. Still, I’m waiting for the day when Malachai tells me I’m better than him in that area. Until then, I will practice and show him my new skills as often as I can.
March 20, 2014
My trainer doesn’t think I’ve made enough progress in my powers training to graduate. What the hell does he know!? I worked effing hard to get this far and now they’re telling me I can’t graduate!!?? I don’t want to stay here another year, Malachai didn’t have to stay at this stupid school with these stupid people for an extra year! Why do I have to!?
--scribbles and profanity take up the rest of the page
March 21, 2014
Okay, new plan. They won’t let me leave the dorms until after I turn 18, so maybe I can still get out of here and then just commute for my powers training sessions. Then I’ll just go to the community college for the next year and take some basic classes so that next year, when they finally let me leave, I can go to the university and enter the business program there. Then I can finally go to school with Malachai again! <3
He probably hates me because I’m not graduating this year though. I’ll bet he’s laughing his head off with that boyfriend of his right now. I hope he gets a hernia.Behind the M A S K . . .Name: Phel-meister, The girl with too many characters, Ophelia
Age: 28
RP Experience: I live and breath rp. I have no life...
How did you find us?: ClairvoyanceShow your S K I L L S . . .”Long ago, there was a man and his dog. They had a very happy life, like peas and carrots they were. Everywhere the man went, so did his dog, the loyal servant he was, even out into the frigid cold. Then, everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked. Only the Avatar, master of all four elements, could stop them, but when the world needed him most, he vanished. A hundred years passed and my brother and I discovered the new Avatar, an airbender named Aang. And although his airbending skills are great, he has a lot to learn before he's ready to save anyone. But I believe Aang can save the world."
-An “Original” Piece by Me
