Post by Aries on May 23, 2007 23:45:11 GMT
Part One: The Player
Name:Feather
Recommendations: The Iron Sea
Roleplaying Experience: About 1 ½ years I own a few sites and mod a few others.
Part Two: The Character
Name: Aries(Formely known as Selesa)
Age:13
Gender: Female
Species:Goddess
Alignment: Good
Occupation:Goddess
Appearance:
Her once dull brown hair has shifted from normal to almost translucent white. This usually messy mane of hers curls in two slightly darker ridges of small ringlets on the side of her head to her right below her ears. The color of these ridges is very dark grey almost black. Many people call these her ’horns’. Long bangs slowly decrease in length as they go farther to the right of her somber face. These bangs cast a shadow that doesn’t seem to diminish the inner fire of her clear white eyes. The rest of her straight hair scrapes and curls through her ankles
She always seems to have a rather bored or sly look on her face. Although her full pale lips are usually curled back in a smirk.
She is of average weight although a little bit on the short side. While some of the girls have a willowy figure Ari is all curves. From her small waist to her wide hips and small ankles. She walks with her head held high yet with a slight loping gait.
She has a swirling scar on her back from a street fight long ago. She wears a black chain on her neck with a teardrop of diamond strung around her neck. She normally wears tight fitting tops with billowing loose black pants that show off her figures and make it look like she is dressed much more formal then she truly is. The pants are also very low waisted and on hot days she curls them up to show off her pale wintery skin.
Personality:
Basically there are two sides to her personality the one everyone hears about and the one she truly is hidden under layers of oppression. She ha been called quite a few names in the past but she considers most of these ‘rude’ names compliments.
Outside-
A very confident girl she will stick up for those around her although with a lecture about independence and assertiveness later on. She doesn’t really care about the opinions of others and will often commit the same offense again and again. Like a pit-bull if she gets hold of a weak spot she refuses to let go without a fight. Another aspect of this personality is the fact that if told not to do something or told she’s afraid of something she will face it just to prove them wrong. For example she has gone out into the forest many times against the wills of the priestess and her familiar. She will often bully those that ask her for help or the like. Although not in the physical sense she uses sarcasm and snide remarks. The most obvious thing about Ari is the fact that she is as stubborn as a mule. Never budging a inch outside even when she knows things are right on the inside.
Inside
Inside she is much less confident and much more fragile. Torn between her new duty as a goddess and all the adventures she had hoped to have she is a little disappointed. Herm and in truth is very slow when it comes to decisions which is why it takes so long for her to unmake them. She thinks that teasing and bullying others will help to make them stronger in the long run she thinks that’s what did it for her. Her hear is a very hard thing to reach seeing as it has just as many layers as a onion and when one is close to opening it she will rear back in self defense seeing at the middle of her heart lays her greatest weakness her own naivety. Standing by her beliefs is her own way to boost her confidence.
Abilities
Like the other two goddesses of fire this young lady can do quite a bit with her respective element. Although her favorite is using it as a lasso and a corral rounding up folks that might do her harm. The thing she likes doing far less is using it for a shield that burns most projectiles on impact. Although her power is not very accurate and may hurt others without someone nearby to keep it under control.
As all the other goddesses do she has a special ability. Her clear eyes can see through the darkest shadows and into the inner depths of a person's soul. It is rumored she can tell when one is lying, nervous or confident. Not to mention that she can zoom in on things that lay miles away.
Besides that she is rather good at aiming a bow or throwing a long spear. Many years of darting away from those who wished her harm has given her a unique ability of muscles in the arms and legs.
Possessions:
A small necklace in the shape of a necklace with a rams head somehow carved on the inside. This hangs on a thin black leather throng. Its usually balled up in the pockets of her pants.
Her other possession is a small recurve bow of white ash glazed to perfection and overlaid with silver gilding. One of the more stingy priest confiscated this from her and hid it in the basement when she caught her practicing firing on the young boys that ran outside the walls wanting to look at the goddesses. The quiver for this bow is a small straight rams horn slacked and shined to perfection.
History:
Before being sleected by the priestess’ Ari had a rather simple life. Eat, sleep,wake up, Find a job, get more sleep and look after mother. Of course it wasn’t as fun as she claimed it to have been. A few weeks after her daugher was born Meira Stallet was trampled by a rabid horse. Surprisingly enough against all the doctor’s hopes she lived but was paralyzed from the waist down.
If its not obvious her mother lost her job causing her slightly ugly duckling daugther to turn to rather shady careers. It started at pick-pocketing, and then moved up to theiving and gang related violence. Her mother never once questioned where the food on the table came from.
A year before her twelfth birthday her mother died and she was sent off to a small orphanage on the outskirts of her once proud city. The goddesses combed through all the other children but stopped at the child in the dirty brown tunic scrubbing in the yard. At first she was hired to clean around the home of the goddesses but after much debate she was selected for the role of Aries.
Her emotions were kept udner tight hold at the temple. As she looked at some of the crying girls she shook her head. This wasm uch better then a life on the streets..or so she thought. Being a idol and in the spotlight was not her style. After many talkings from her familiar she started to try bits at a time but her stubborness and basically bad personality were never far under the surface of her outside acting.
Her familiar Dia as she calls him had the girl figured out from day one. He never tried to stop her from her idiotic ideas and let her do as she wished unless she went to far at which point she was in for it.
Other:
Nothing
Part Three: The Writing Sample
Aries fidgeted uncomfortably as the other girls whimpered in their respective chambers. She barely heard the curtain being pulled back as a priest instructed her to sit down on a large stool nearby. A gentle pair of hands pressed down on her thin shoulders enforcing the command.
Her then honey colored eyes registering confusement she sat down. Not even realizing what was happening until she saw the instrument.
“Dear don’t make a sound.it won’t hurt for long.”
She shook her head at the green blazes of lies around the priestess.
Nodding Ari winced as they pulled back the skin of her wrist blood pouring in sheets to the ground. Her eyes widened as the glowing diamond was thrust into the sore wound causing her nerves to flash with pain.Thrashing slightly she almost toppled the priest behind her before taking a deep shaky breath. Like a robot she stood and walked outside one wrist covering the other. Her white shirt for that day ruined behind repair. She smiled grimly at the curtain that led to the room of tears. Cluthcing the wall for support she walked into the room and sat on the bench tears rolling down her face. Except these were tears of anger and disappointment.
Am I really so weak I cannot take a bit of pain?
She questioned herself surprised to hear a slow droning voice in reply.
Yes you stupid girl. Now get up and change. We can’t have me looking bad”
Confused the new goddess looked about until squinting her eyes she could see a fine white ball of light hovering in front of her tear-stained face. It suddenly flashed and where the light had been there was blankness while directly below lay a goat with a snow-white pelt and silver eyes. His curving horns much like her quiver. With a sharp jab he nudged her towards a pile of clothes.
“I am Diamond when your done head to the dining room”
With a POP! The beast disappeared his last words still echoing in the girls head.
Not paying any attntion the the other girls she stripped off her shirt and put the new black one over it doing the same with her pants and breastband. With a glare at anyone looking at her she limped towards the delicious smells that seemed to emante through the walls.
Name:Feather
Recommendations: The Iron Sea
Roleplaying Experience: About 1 ½ years I own a few sites and mod a few others.
Part Two: The Character
Name: Aries(Formely known as Selesa)
Age:13
Gender: Female
Species:Goddess
Alignment: Good
Occupation:Goddess
Appearance:
Her once dull brown hair has shifted from normal to almost translucent white. This usually messy mane of hers curls in two slightly darker ridges of small ringlets on the side of her head to her right below her ears. The color of these ridges is very dark grey almost black. Many people call these her ’horns’. Long bangs slowly decrease in length as they go farther to the right of her somber face. These bangs cast a shadow that doesn’t seem to diminish the inner fire of her clear white eyes. The rest of her straight hair scrapes and curls through her ankles
She always seems to have a rather bored or sly look on her face. Although her full pale lips are usually curled back in a smirk.
She is of average weight although a little bit on the short side. While some of the girls have a willowy figure Ari is all curves. From her small waist to her wide hips and small ankles. She walks with her head held high yet with a slight loping gait.
She has a swirling scar on her back from a street fight long ago. She wears a black chain on her neck with a teardrop of diamond strung around her neck. She normally wears tight fitting tops with billowing loose black pants that show off her figures and make it look like she is dressed much more formal then she truly is. The pants are also very low waisted and on hot days she curls them up to show off her pale wintery skin.
Personality:
Basically there are two sides to her personality the one everyone hears about and the one she truly is hidden under layers of oppression. She ha been called quite a few names in the past but she considers most of these ‘rude’ names compliments.
Outside-
A very confident girl she will stick up for those around her although with a lecture about independence and assertiveness later on. She doesn’t really care about the opinions of others and will often commit the same offense again and again. Like a pit-bull if she gets hold of a weak spot she refuses to let go without a fight. Another aspect of this personality is the fact that if told not to do something or told she’s afraid of something she will face it just to prove them wrong. For example she has gone out into the forest many times against the wills of the priestess and her familiar. She will often bully those that ask her for help or the like. Although not in the physical sense she uses sarcasm and snide remarks. The most obvious thing about Ari is the fact that she is as stubborn as a mule. Never budging a inch outside even when she knows things are right on the inside.
Inside
Inside she is much less confident and much more fragile. Torn between her new duty as a goddess and all the adventures she had hoped to have she is a little disappointed. Herm and in truth is very slow when it comes to decisions which is why it takes so long for her to unmake them. She thinks that teasing and bullying others will help to make them stronger in the long run she thinks that’s what did it for her. Her hear is a very hard thing to reach seeing as it has just as many layers as a onion and when one is close to opening it she will rear back in self defense seeing at the middle of her heart lays her greatest weakness her own naivety. Standing by her beliefs is her own way to boost her confidence.
Abilities
Like the other two goddesses of fire this young lady can do quite a bit with her respective element. Although her favorite is using it as a lasso and a corral rounding up folks that might do her harm. The thing she likes doing far less is using it for a shield that burns most projectiles on impact. Although her power is not very accurate and may hurt others without someone nearby to keep it under control.
As all the other goddesses do she has a special ability. Her clear eyes can see through the darkest shadows and into the inner depths of a person's soul. It is rumored she can tell when one is lying, nervous or confident. Not to mention that she can zoom in on things that lay miles away.
Besides that she is rather good at aiming a bow or throwing a long spear. Many years of darting away from those who wished her harm has given her a unique ability of muscles in the arms and legs.
Possessions:
A small necklace in the shape of a necklace with a rams head somehow carved on the inside. This hangs on a thin black leather throng. Its usually balled up in the pockets of her pants.
Her other possession is a small recurve bow of white ash glazed to perfection and overlaid with silver gilding. One of the more stingy priest confiscated this from her and hid it in the basement when she caught her practicing firing on the young boys that ran outside the walls wanting to look at the goddesses. The quiver for this bow is a small straight rams horn slacked and shined to perfection.
History:
Before being sleected by the priestess’ Ari had a rather simple life. Eat, sleep,wake up, Find a job, get more sleep and look after mother. Of course it wasn’t as fun as she claimed it to have been. A few weeks after her daugher was born Meira Stallet was trampled by a rabid horse. Surprisingly enough against all the doctor’s hopes she lived but was paralyzed from the waist down.
If its not obvious her mother lost her job causing her slightly ugly duckling daugther to turn to rather shady careers. It started at pick-pocketing, and then moved up to theiving and gang related violence. Her mother never once questioned where the food on the table came from.
A year before her twelfth birthday her mother died and she was sent off to a small orphanage on the outskirts of her once proud city. The goddesses combed through all the other children but stopped at the child in the dirty brown tunic scrubbing in the yard. At first she was hired to clean around the home of the goddesses but after much debate she was selected for the role of Aries.
Her emotions were kept udner tight hold at the temple. As she looked at some of the crying girls she shook her head. This wasm uch better then a life on the streets..or so she thought. Being a idol and in the spotlight was not her style. After many talkings from her familiar she started to try bits at a time but her stubborness and basically bad personality were never far under the surface of her outside acting.
Her familiar Dia as she calls him had the girl figured out from day one. He never tried to stop her from her idiotic ideas and let her do as she wished unless she went to far at which point she was in for it.
Other:
Nothing
Part Three: The Writing Sample
Aries fidgeted uncomfortably as the other girls whimpered in their respective chambers. She barely heard the curtain being pulled back as a priest instructed her to sit down on a large stool nearby. A gentle pair of hands pressed down on her thin shoulders enforcing the command.
Her then honey colored eyes registering confusement she sat down. Not even realizing what was happening until she saw the instrument.
“Dear don’t make a sound.it won’t hurt for long.”
She shook her head at the green blazes of lies around the priestess.
Nodding Ari winced as they pulled back the skin of her wrist blood pouring in sheets to the ground. Her eyes widened as the glowing diamond was thrust into the sore wound causing her nerves to flash with pain.Thrashing slightly she almost toppled the priest behind her before taking a deep shaky breath. Like a robot she stood and walked outside one wrist covering the other. Her white shirt for that day ruined behind repair. She smiled grimly at the curtain that led to the room of tears. Cluthcing the wall for support she walked into the room and sat on the bench tears rolling down her face. Except these were tears of anger and disappointment.
Am I really so weak I cannot take a bit of pain?
She questioned herself surprised to hear a slow droning voice in reply.
Yes you stupid girl. Now get up and change. We can’t have me looking bad”
Confused the new goddess looked about until squinting her eyes she could see a fine white ball of light hovering in front of her tear-stained face. It suddenly flashed and where the light had been there was blankness while directly below lay a goat with a snow-white pelt and silver eyes. His curving horns much like her quiver. With a sharp jab he nudged her towards a pile of clothes.
“I am Diamond when your done head to the dining room”
With a POP! The beast disappeared his last words still echoing in the girls head.
Not paying any attntion the the other girls she stripped off her shirt and put the new black one over it doing the same with her pants and breastband. With a glare at anyone looking at her she limped towards the delicious smells that seemed to emante through the walls.
