[color=ed1c24]Name:[/color] Pheonix Firebird

[color=ed1c24]Age:[/color] 18

[color=ed1c24]Appearance:[/color] 

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[color=ed1c24]Sexuality:[/color] Lesbian

[color=ed1c24]Parents:[/color] The Firebird (Fantasia)

[color=ed1c24]Abilities:[/color] In addition to eating fire, Pheonix, when very angry, can turn into a Firebird very similar to her father. This form is about a mile wide when the wings are completely outstretched, and about three quarters a mile tall. When she's in this form, she can also melt into lava. The only problem is that she can't control herself in this form, and only changes back to her humanoid form when she's destroyed everything in sight. Also, in her humanoid form, Pheonix's insides are made of fire and lava, meaning that when she gets bruised, the bruises burn if touched, and when she bleeds, it's lava. It's also worth mentioning that Pheonix speaks bird. Oh, and one more thing: she's fire resistant. 

[color=ed1c24]Likes:[/color]
-Fire (specifically eating it)
-Destruction
-Anger
-Pissing People Off
-Violence

[color=ed1c24]Dislikes:[/color]
-Any Actual Food (she only eats fire)
-Sappy Things
-Other People
-Nature

[color=ed1c24]Bio:[/color] Honestly, Pheonix's past isn't even worth a paragraph, but I'll try my best. You see, she was raised inside a barren volcano, so, as you imagine, there wasn't much to do. Her father was usually asleep, so she often occupied herself by drawing on the walls of the volcano and throwing rocks around. Her father had always left the volcano every month or so, but she didn't know what for until she was 9, when she first left the volcano with him. As soon as she flew out of the volcano in her Firebird form, she was disgusted by what she saw: all sorts of plants and animals, all different colors. It disgusted her. Thankfully, by the time her and her father were done with it, it was a beautiful ash gray. Unfortunately, they'd have to go back outside and destroy it again every month, since the damn sprite kept on replenishing it. Anyway, years of boredom passed. Then, when Pheonix was 18, her father told her that she was going to be set up in an arranged marriage. Apparently, someone had been sent to, in the language of the birds, talk the him into it, and apparently it worked, because a month later, Pheonix found herself on a boat set for some island.