Post by Blyss Farlow on Apr 19, 2011 2:51:21 GMT -8
Farlow, Blyss
DEMIGOD
#1st, 2nd, etcetera 3rd
Age: 14
Daughter of Erebos
Alliance: Undecided
DEMIGOD
#1st, 2nd, etcetera 3rd
Age: 14
Daughter of Erebos
Alliance: Undecided
Appearance:
Eye(s): Dark black eyes that change color when she blinks.
Hair: Dark chocolate brown.
Height: 5'6
Build Type: thin but muscular
Brief Description:
Background:
Mortal Parent(s): Linda Farlow (at least one)
Other Family:
Pets: she has a Pegasus that's black as night, and his name is Midnight.(non-magical or winged horses only please! If you want magical please PM Echoe or Admin...)
Brief History: Blyss didn't grow up with some tragic past, her life was pretty normal. At least to Blyss it was normal. Blyss was born in England, a place her father - Erebos - didn't want her mother to move to. When Blyss was born, monsters were automatically drawn to her area, even if she was only a child of a minor god, because of the lack of demigods, even her small sent attracted them to her. So Blyss was used to seeing strange figures, watching and stalking her at school. Trying to tell her what to do, to get her to become their own personal weapon.
Sometimes Blyss would listen to the monsters, they would ask her to preform small tasks with her shadows: Move them around, grab things with them. So Blyss would try to bend the shadows, the first time she achieved it, the shadows moved about an inch then she passed out, scaring the teachers to death. But as she went on with her training from the monsters, she would use the shadows to steal things like teddy bears or candy. As she grew stronger, she could use the shadows to hide herself, or to play jokes on the other kids at her school.
The first time Blyss showed her mom, her mother nearly had a heart attack. She knew about the Gods, and how Blyss was a demigod, but she never imagined that her powers were already under control, because the girl was only in first grade. Blyss's mother quickly told her to never use her powers unless she had to, which meant only under life threatening situations. Blyss had listened to her mother, but without her shadows or the monsters that had trained her for so long... Blyss felt empty and shy. She wasn't able to get along with the other students at her school. It was almost impossible for Blyss to relate to the others, she always wanted to be up all night, to play with the shadows. It was as if the shadows where welcoming her home, as if they knew her from somewhere distant.
When Blyss was older, she had become friends with a sweet guy that brought out the best in Blyss. The two of them were the outsiders at the school, she was able to find happiness with him, but the one day that he was absent from school... she was quickly targeted. The 'popular' girls had gone up to her, and started to openly insult her. It was simple enough, Blyss's temper slowly gathered as well as the shadows around the table she was seated at, her eyes grew darker... it seemed as if the shadows were small threads of darkness that were trying to get her to use the deadly power.
Her temper finally reached it's match when she insulted her friend. She snapped, and the shadows had moved forward and tried to strangle her. Almost instantly she blacked out. No idea how but she'd woken up inside a car to find a satyr driving, a huge bump was on Blyss's head and she had no idea where she was.
After a few quick explanations from the satyr she learned about her heritage and ended up being a year rounder at camp, not ever wanting to go back home. She'll only end up back home when she wants to see her best friend.
Personality:
Likes:
- Being alone
- Hiding in the shadows
- Having a close friend that has a conflicting personality
- Doodling
- Sparring
Dislikes:
- Preppy people...
- Being forced to do something.
- Children's music.
- Monsters.
- Sad movies.
Skills:
- Manipulating Shadows
- Sword fighting
- Wiggling her way though stuff
- Irritating everyone and thing.
- Sports
Weaknesses:
- Running into traps
- Starting fights
- Being too shy for her own good
- Not being able to bond with others
- Short temper
Passions:
- Using the shadows
- Dancing
Fears:
- Dieing without friends
- Getting out of control with her shadows.
Hobbies:
- Dancing
- Soccer
Fighting Specialty: Using shadows to do just about anything, such as using them like swords or arrows to throw at someone. Or even just to grab a hold of someone. It's hard for her to control because she's not used to having to hold back her abilities. (one please)
Describe the extent of your powers/abilities:Blyss is able to control the shadows and do whatever she wants with them. She has no other abilities because her father is the God of darkness and shadows, she's not able to control darkness easily, but she can make it darker in one area to be able to make more shadows. But she does almost always have shadows following her, it's as if they're little tendrils of shadows.
Fatal Flaw: Not being able to be completely in control of her powers.
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**: In Greek mythology, Erebus (pronounced /ˈɛrəbəs/), also Erebos (Ancient Greek: Ἔρεβος, "deep darkness, shadow"), was the son of a primordial god, Chaos, and represented the personification of darkness and shadow, which filled in all the corners and crannies of the world. His name is used interchangeably with Tartarus and Hades since Erebus is often thought of as part of the underworld. Erebus married his sister Nyx (goddess of the night) and their children include: Aether (god of sky), Hemera (goddess of day), the Moirai (Fates)
Theme Song: Does she have to have a theme song?
Lyrics
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The Puppeteer: Emma
Name/ Alias: Emma
Age: (Optional)
How long have you been role playing?: a while
Rate Your RPing 1-5 Stars according to our Star Rule (1 = beginner. 5= most advanced): No idea...
How did you find us?: Friends
Role Playing Sample:
Emmalyn lugged her bags up the stairs, straining to keep them from falling down the bumby stair slide. For a second time. Emma would've thought that years from playing soccer would've gotten her more upper body strength, but it did her no good. So hopefully she wouldn't have to make two trips. That's one of Emma's little weaknesses. Not wanting to take the easy way. So for her this was a challenge that must be taken, to either lug her bags up the stairs all at once, and be willing to take the walk-of-shame in case she dropped them back down, she would do anything to not have to make two trips, automatically admitting defeat and giving up her little 'quest' for not looking like a wimp.
She blew her blonde hair out of her face, but it just stubbornly fell back down in her blue eyes. Shrugging off the discomforting strain on her arms she pulled through and fell backwards once her bags were finally over the last step. Emma threw her arms up in happiness, her little quest now complete. Now all she had to do was pick a dorm to live in for the rest of her years at Hogwarts... which one to chose... she shrugged then just lugged her stuff through the nearest door. And into an empty dorm.
"Nice..." She muttered as she overlooked the cozy look of the dorm. Emma grabbed her owl cage - which did have her pretty black owl, that had white specks inside of it - and placed it carefully on a side table. Emma threw her bags into a little pile next to one of the red four poster beds by the window.
Collapsing on the bed, Emma sighed, knowing that soon enough she'd have to be in classes, doing work, getting homework, and attempting to pay attention. Looking up she saw a colorful tortashell kitten walk into the room. "What are you doing here...?" She asked herself, picking up the kitten. The little cat was her brother Zack's kitten, he'd given Ethan the cat for Hogwarts because mom wouldn't allow a bat in the house, but the little kitten was always following Emma around, so it really didn't surprise her to find that the kitten had followed her into the room. Truth was, the kitten didn't have a name. Ethan was too stubborn to name a cat - in fear of looking like some kind of wuss - so the cat had remained nameless.
"How about we call you... Gemini. Your a girl, but your pretty awesome, and so is the Gemini roller coaster. It works," Emma cuddled Gemini and held her close, laying back on the bed to drop the kitten on her chest. Emma smiled as she stroked her, suddenly becoming more calm than before. But also wondering about who would become her roommate.
She blew her blonde hair out of her face, but it just stubbornly fell back down in her blue eyes. Shrugging off the discomforting strain on her arms she pulled through and fell backwards once her bags were finally over the last step. Emma threw her arms up in happiness, her little quest now complete. Now all she had to do was pick a dorm to live in for the rest of her years at Hogwarts... which one to chose... she shrugged then just lugged her stuff through the nearest door. And into an empty dorm.
"Nice..." She muttered as she overlooked the cozy look of the dorm. Emma grabbed her owl cage - which did have her pretty black owl, that had white specks inside of it - and placed it carefully on a side table. Emma threw her bags into a little pile next to one of the red four poster beds by the window.
Collapsing on the bed, Emma sighed, knowing that soon enough she'd have to be in classes, doing work, getting homework, and attempting to pay attention. Looking up she saw a colorful tortashell kitten walk into the room. "What are you doing here...?" She asked herself, picking up the kitten. The little cat was her brother Zack's kitten, he'd given Ethan the cat for Hogwarts because mom wouldn't allow a bat in the house, but the little kitten was always following Emma around, so it really didn't surprise her to find that the kitten had followed her into the room. Truth was, the kitten didn't have a name. Ethan was too stubborn to name a cat - in fear of looking like some kind of wuss - so the cat had remained nameless.
"How about we call you... Gemini. Your a girl, but your pretty awesome, and so is the Gemini roller coaster. It works," Emma cuddled Gemini and held her close, laying back on the bed to drop the kitten on her chest. Emma smiled as she stroked her, suddenly becoming more calm than before. But also wondering about who would become her roommate.
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