Post by Arya, Stone on Dec 10, 2011 19:57:56 GMT -8
Stone, Arya
Demigod
1st. 2011
Age: 15
Daughter of Apolo (divine parent, No children of Artemis, Hera or Heista.
Alliance: Resistance
Demigod
1st. 2011
Age: 15
Daughter of Apolo (divine parent, No children of Artemis, Hera or Heista.
Alliance: Resistance
Appearance:
Eye(s): Bright green
Hair: dark red
Height: around 5'10
Build Type: tall and thin
Brief Description: Arya is tall and thin. She has thin but slightly muscular arms. She has thick, almost waist length hair. It is a deep red. It looks a bit like it is dyed but it is all natural. Her hair is a perfect blend of straight and curly. It is straight at the top and a wild mass of curls at the bottom.
Background:
Mortal Parent(s): Selene Stone
Other Family: none
Pets: A red stallion winged horse named Corr.
Brief History: Arya is the daughter of Apolo. Like nearly all demigods her mother was let to rise her alone. She grew up like any normal child, if you didn't count the problems ll demigods are said to have before they get to Camp Halfblood.
She walked through the woods near her house when she was younger all the time. She went through the cool pines one day and met Corr. Her, now, pet winged stallion. She, like most other girls, loved horses and pegasus. She captured Corr in a very usual way. A lasso and some treats. She fed and tamed him over the corse of a few months. She didn't have many friends and Corr became her best friend. She figured that either she was crazy or her world was hiding something. She never got close to the real answer, though.
When she turned 15 her mother learned that it was too dangerous for her to stay out of Camp HalfBlood. She told Arya the truth about her father and the hidden things in the world. She didn't think her mother was crazy or anything like that. She felt relieved, actually. She traveled to Camp HalfBlood and is not to the current time, on her first day.
Personality:
Likes:
- Archery
- animals
- reading
- almost every form of art
- swimming
Dislikes:
- spiders
- falling
- the color red
- Bitchy girls
- "jocks"
Skills:
- high vocabulary
- excellent archer
- quick reader
- athletic
- hand-to-hand combat
Weaknesses:
- can not be near spiders
- math
- gets too attached to animals
- low pain tolerance
- not good with a sword
Passions:
- sculpting
- reading
Fears:
- death
- being abandoned
Hobbies:
- animal watching
- drawing
Fighting Specialty: the bow and arrow
Describe the extent of your powers/abilities: Arya has a sharp eye. Developed from both drawing and bird watching, it helps with her aim. She is an animal whisperer in a way. She knows a few curses that have to do with reading and art. She can heal people like nearly all of the children of Apollo
Fatal Flaw: too sure of her abilities
Please describe why you think you can stabilize a powerful character. Minimum of two well-developed paragraphs **Big Three Only**:
Please give a brief background on your minor god**Minor Gods Only**:
Theme Song: If I Die Young
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Uh oh, uh oh
Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh well
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough time
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough time
And I'll be wearing white, when I come into your kingdom
I'm as green as the ring on my little cold finger,
I've never known the lovin' of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holdin' my hand,
There's a boy here in town, says he'll love me forever,
Who would have thought forever could be severed by
The sharp knife of a short life, well,
I've had just enough time
So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls
What I never did is done
A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell 'em for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Uh oh (uh, oh)
The ballad of a dove (oh, uh)
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep 'em in your pocket
Save 'em for a time when you're really gonna need 'em, oh
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough time
So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls/i]
...
The Puppeteer: Firefox
Name/ Alias: Fire or Fox
Age: (Optional) 1 million
How long have you been role playing?: a few months
Rate Your RPing 1-5 Stars according to our Star Rule (1 = beginner. 5= most advanced): 2-3
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Malus felt like the most gorgeous thing that had ever flown. The morning sun glinted off of h dark purple scales in a stunning way. She was sure that the shine was visible from the ground. Her mind drifted to the poor humans that were stuck on the ground permanently. Such a sad life.
Malus looked at the land and spied a group of sheep on a mountain far below. Well, the very top of the mountain was only a couple hundred feet below. Malus tucked in her wings and plummeted towards her prey. She spread her claws out wide and snapped open her wings. Her claws sank in to soft flesh and she roared out with satisfaction. Hunting brought the savagery that lay dormant otherwise. She started to tear at the warm meat delightedly. It was delicious! Malus was distracted by some blood that was pooling in a shape. The shape looked like a dragon. It wasn't a very good depiction though. The blood didn't shine like scales did. Malus dipped her claw in the pool of bleed and dragged the tip across the rock. She studied the line of red on the rock and gasped suddenly. She dipped her claw in the blood again and added to the line. She repeated her process of line making until she was satisfied with her picture. She looked at it and saw a leaf-less tree. The elf that had taught her in her first years had tried to explain drawing to her. Malus had never gotten it though.
"See the lines make a picture. This is called drawing. You can make anything that your mind wants with it. many humans and elves do this everyday for their entire lives." Her old mentor explained. He showed an image of a blossom that had barely opened. She studied it and thought it silly to waste time on such a useless thing. Why not go and grab a blossom instead of spending hours doing that? Her mentor started to speak again "I will teach you how to use those pretty claws of yours to draw if it's the last thing I do!" They worked on drawing for the rest of the day, but she could never make the simplest of things. The memory faded and Malus let loose a roar. She had had to wait for one hundred and ninety years to learn that. She felt pride swelling inside her and blew out some red flame on the drawing It dried and stuck to the rock. She looked at it once more and smiled.
She turned to her meal then and started to rip and tear at it. Memories of her first years danced through her head. She felt the old rage fro when she had been drowning in her own solitude. Those times she had been more animal than dragon. She couldn't think or feel anything that was not a primal instinct. The memory made Malus shiver.
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Malus looked at the land and spied a group of sheep on a mountain far below. Well, the very top of the mountain was only a couple hundred feet below. Malus tucked in her wings and plummeted towards her prey. She spread her claws out wide and snapped open her wings. Her claws sank in to soft flesh and she roared out with satisfaction. Hunting brought the savagery that lay dormant otherwise. She started to tear at the warm meat delightedly. It was delicious! Malus was distracted by some blood that was pooling in a shape. The shape looked like a dragon. It wasn't a very good depiction though. The blood didn't shine like scales did. Malus dipped her claw in the pool of bleed and dragged the tip across the rock. She studied the line of red on the rock and gasped suddenly. She dipped her claw in the blood again and added to the line. She repeated her process of line making until she was satisfied with her picture. She looked at it and saw a leaf-less tree. The elf that had taught her in her first years had tried to explain drawing to her. Malus had never gotten it though.
"See the lines make a picture. This is called drawing. You can make anything that your mind wants with it. many humans and elves do this everyday for their entire lives." Her old mentor explained. He showed an image of a blossom that had barely opened. She studied it and thought it silly to waste time on such a useless thing. Why not go and grab a blossom instead of spending hours doing that? Her mentor started to speak again "I will teach you how to use those pretty claws of yours to draw if it's the last thing I do!" They worked on drawing for the rest of the day, but she could never make the simplest of things. The memory faded and Malus let loose a roar. She had had to wait for one hundred and ninety years to learn that. She felt pride swelling inside her and blew out some red flame on the drawing It dried and stuck to the rock. She looked at it once more and smiled.
She turned to her meal then and started to rip and tear at it. Memories of her first years danced through her head. She felt the old rage fro when she had been drowning in her own solitude. Those times she had been more animal than dragon. She couldn't think or feel anything that was not a primal instinct. The memory made Malus shiver.
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