Post by Cyryn Lyre on Apr 9, 2011 0:00:36 GMT -8
Cyryn(Siren) Lyre
Demigod
3rd Year at Camp
Age:16
Son/Daughter of Apollo
Demigod
3rd Year at Camp
Age:16
Son/Daughter of Apollo
Appearance:
Eye(s): Blue-grey
Hair: Dirty blonde
Height: 5' 6"
Build Type: Athletic
Brief Description: You probably wouldn't look twice at her. She blends in well. Although she has a natural smile and her hair has the consistancy of always falling in her face. She also has a persistant acne problem, though it's not as bad as it could be. She usually wears jeans and a t-shirt and/or sweatshirt when it's cold and/or shorts when it's hot.
Background:
Mortal Parent(s): Seline Lyre, John Nesta (Step-father)
Other Family: Step-brother Danny
Pets: Yorick (Black cat)
Brief History: Cyryn was concieved at an Alice Cooper concert. Lived a pretty normal life with her mother until Cyryn was 10 when her mother married her step-father who brought along his own son who was 3 at the time. It was when Cyryn turned 12 that alot of weird stuff was happening. Living in the boring state of Minnesota, not much really happened. Until the "big kids" arrived and constantly bullied her then when she stood up for herself found that no matter what she threw she could hit any target! And when she went into band she was drawn to string instruments and could learn to play them fairly quickly. When she turned 13 she found out about Camp Half-blood and decided to find out what was up with her.
Personality: Cyryn is slightly shy, but has no problem joining into a conversation. She has a competitive side, she always wants to better herself. She keeps her heart on her sleeve, though that usually gives oppurtunity to crush it. She's the kind of girl that could get along with anyone without even trying, however, that doesn't mean she will. She's also very playful, almost bordering on Hermes-like. Also theatrical, she could make anything into a production (where she's the star and she's the tragic heroine falling in love with the wrong person).
Likes:
- String instruments
- Writing
- Reading
- Singing
- Acting
- Dancing
Dislikes:
- Idiots
- Snobs
- Tomato soup
- Commercials
- Fighting (conflict)
Skills:
- Violin
- Archery
- Singing
- Acting
-
Weaknesses:
- Cute/hot boys
- Weak knees
- Remembering deadlines
- Self-conscious
- Problems with authority
Passions:
- Violin
- Dancing
- Love
Fears:
- Bees
- Horror movies
- Pitch darkness
- Rejection
- Failure
Hobbies:
- Writing stories
- Owl collection
- Archery
- Violin practice
Fighting Specialty: Archery/any projectile throwing
Describe the extent of your powers/abilities: Can throw/shoot any projectile object and not miss her mark and learns string instruments quickly.
Fatal Flaw: Likes doing almost everything alone.
Theme Song: One Girl Revolution, By: Superchick
Lyrics
I wear a disguise
I'm just your average Jane
The super doesn't stand for model
But that doesn't mean I'm plain
If all you see is how I look
You miss the super chick within
And I christen you titanic underestimate and swim
I've got the rifle gonna be myself(x3)
And I'll be everything that I wanna be
I am confidence in insecurity
I am a voice yet waiting to be heard
I'll shoot the shot, bang, that you hear round the world
And I'm a one girl revolution
I'm a one girl revolution
I'm a one girl revolution
Some people see the revolution but most only see the girl
I can lose my hard earned freedom if my fear defines my world
I declare my independence from the critics and their stones
I can find my revolution I can learn to stand alone...
And I'll be everything that I want to be
I am confidence in insecurity
I am a voice yet waiting to be heard
I'll shoot the shot, bang, that you hear round the world...
And I'm a one girl revolution
I'm a one girl revolution
I'm a one girl revolution
(And I'm a one girl revolution
I'm a one girl revolution
And I'm a one girl revolution)
And I'll be everything that I wanna be
I am confidence in insecurity
I am a voice yet waiting to be heard
I'll shoot the shot, bang, that you hear round the world
Everything that I want to be
I am confidence in insecurity
I am a voice yet waiting to be heard
I'll shoot the shot, bang, that you hear round the world
Everything that I want to be
I am confidence in insecurity
I am a voice yet waiting to be heard
I'll shoot the shot, bang, that you hear round the world
And I'm a one girl revolution
I'm a one girl revolution
...
The Puppeteer:
Name/ Alias: Someone
Age: 17
How long have you been role playing?: 4 years
Rate Your RPing 1-5 Stars according to our Star Rule (1 = beginner. 5= most advanced): 3-4
How did you find us?: toprpgsites.gotop100.com
Role Playing Sample:
The ocean's beat on the shore, cascading whites, blues, and greens. The waves tell stories of sorrow, happiness, and adventure. This is what my dreams hold. Riva's eyes opened and she sighed as the morning sun beat down on her face, but she smiled and stretched to the warmth. Sounds of harps and drums being played danced around her ears. A typical day in the village of Arian. Everyone wakes to the music of the ocean and the players. "Riva, are you awake?!" Agnar, her father called. "Yes," Riva called back as she dressed. "I'm coming." Agnar was the King of their people, the Alpha Bull. He was strong and wise and kind. He looked like everything a king should look like, muscular, shoulder-lenght dark-brown hair, and deep brown eyes. Riva danced out of their stone hut and went down toward the sea. "Riva!" her father called again. Riva didn't listen, she kept gliding down toward the beach. "Fine, be careful, don't let the other bulls harass you!" Agnar warned. "Yes, father!" Riva called and unwound her seal skin from her waist as she prepared for a morning swim. You see her people were Selkies, being that took on a form of a seal, but could strip off their seal skin and turn into humans to walk on land...
A snow white seal propelled herself through the water and waves not really having a destination. Riva's seal body was lithe, strong, and beautiful. Dancing in the tides was one of her favorite activities. But her fun would have to wait, Einar swam up to her and hovered there. Riva shook her head and sped off, Einar following fast on her. Einar was her mate-to-be and Riva was none too happy about it. Get off me, Einar! she called with her mind. Einar was stunned into stillness and Riva took that oppurtunity to speed as far away from him as possible
A snow white seal propelled herself through the water and waves not really having a destination. Riva's seal body was lithe, strong, and beautiful. Dancing in the tides was one of her favorite activities. But her fun would have to wait, Einar swam up to her and hovered there. Riva shook her head and sped off, Einar following fast on her. Einar was her mate-to-be and Riva was none too happy about it. Get off me, Einar! she called with her mind. Einar was stunned into stillness and Riva took that oppurtunity to speed as far away from him as possible
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