o3o hey spartan23, is that Emi from Katawa Shoujo on your icon?
Edit: It's been called to my attention that I've misinterpreted the span of the timeline. I'm still interested in the feedback and upon request I will adjust the character to fit the story; unless as she's acceptable as is
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Name: Aviana "Avi" L'trite
Age: Indeterminate (Appears 19)
Sex: Female
Alternative Form:
Human Apperance:
Alternative Appearance:
Biography: Born in the sandy regions of Egypt, Aviana's strange appearance was said to be a blessing from the Gods. Born pale with red hair was truly an anomaly, and her large family praised the gods in thanks for said blessing received unto Aviana. She grew into a mysterious beauty over time, no one around her possessing the same fire-red hair as she. Being that she was considered of a noble bloodline and her family reflected as such, it was not long until she was placed into an arranged marriage abroad, to an Israeli noble.
Upon the month she was to meet him, however, her and her guards were ambushed by bandits. Many of her most trusted, befriended allies were slaughtered before her and they initially planned to hold Aviana for ransom against the L'trite family. Upon being forced down, however, Aviana began to panic... and nearly burst into flames. Frightened by this strange feat, the bandit whom had been holding her (and was severely burned by her heating body) shot her in the head. Convinced their job was done, they took what precious valuables Aviana and her group had on them and left. Aviana's rage however, would not be quelled. Her body turned to ash before twisting in the night air and reforming anew in a burst of hell fire.
She could see them leaving in the distance, in the midst of the cold desert night, and without even a second thought, her wrath spilled over the top... and turned her into a great phoenix. She cannot remember the rest, but Aviana tore after the bandits that night and made sure none of them escaped alive. The next thing she knew, she was home. It was late afternoon, and she lay naked on her luxurious bed with an all too clear memory of what had happened just after she had become a phoenix. She frantically came to her family and told them what she knew. Though most people of other cultures would have taken her to be crazy, they had always known Aviana was a blessed child and agreed to search for help or a response as to what exactly was going on.
Once they received word that there were others, and a flight was booked from Egypt to South America, Aviana avidly began practicing her magic and focusing all of her energy into becoming stronger. She felt she and the others would give birth to a new era. So help her, God.
Personality: Opinionated, Accustomed to luxury and holds disdain for the mundane, Ill-tempered, Polite, "Proper," A little vain, and overall very kind to others.
Views on the conflict: Wishes to take advantage of this brand new world, wishing to take upon herself the role of leader and press down against all those who oppose the shifters.
Magical Capability:
-Fire-
Gently breathing fire, holding it on her fingertips, holding it in orbs, etc. Very good when in need of light or cooking. Can also heat her body up to extreme temperatures
-Self-Resurrection-
Cut her down, she'll get right back up. It's a given, being a phoenix shape shifter. Submersion in water post-mortem however would truly kill her.
-Body Magic-
Enhanced agility, balance, sense, reflexes, and lung capacity. Typical of birds. It's also important to note that her bones are hollow to allow her the lightness to be able to fly when between phoenix and human form, and thus it's easier to break her bones.
-Healing Factors-
Her tears can heal wounds
Age: Indeterminate (Appears 19)
Sex: Female
Alternative Form:
Human Apperance:
Alternative Appearance:
Biography: Born in the sandy regions of Egypt, Aviana's strange appearance was said to be a blessing from the Gods. Born pale with red hair was truly an anomaly, and her large family praised the gods in thanks for said blessing received unto Aviana. She grew into a mysterious beauty over time, no one around her possessing the same fire-red hair as she. Being that she was considered of a noble bloodline and her family reflected as such, it was not long until she was placed into an arranged marriage abroad, to an Israeli noble.
Upon the month she was to meet him, however, her and her guards were ambushed by bandits. Many of her most trusted, befriended allies were slaughtered before her and they initially planned to hold Aviana for ransom against the L'trite family. Upon being forced down, however, Aviana began to panic... and nearly burst into flames. Frightened by this strange feat, the bandit whom had been holding her (and was severely burned by her heating body) shot her in the head. Convinced their job was done, they took what precious valuables Aviana and her group had on them and left. Aviana's rage however, would not be quelled. Her body turned to ash before twisting in the night air and reforming anew in a burst of hell fire.
She could see them leaving in the distance, in the midst of the cold desert night, and without even a second thought, her wrath spilled over the top... and turned her into a great phoenix. She cannot remember the rest, but Aviana tore after the bandits that night and made sure none of them escaped alive. The next thing she knew, she was home. It was late afternoon, and she lay naked on her luxurious bed with an all too clear memory of what had happened just after she had become a phoenix. She frantically came to her family and told them what she knew. Though most people of other cultures would have taken her to be crazy, they had always known Aviana was a blessed child and agreed to search for help or a response as to what exactly was going on.
Once they received word that there were others, and a flight was booked from Egypt to South America, Aviana avidly began practicing her magic and focusing all of her energy into becoming stronger. She felt she and the others would give birth to a new era. So help her, God.
Personality: Opinionated, Accustomed to luxury and holds disdain for the mundane, Ill-tempered, Polite, "Proper," A little vain, and overall very kind to others.
Views on the conflict: Wishes to take advantage of this brand new world, wishing to take upon herself the role of leader and press down against all those who oppose the shifters.
Magical Capability:
-Fire-
Gently breathing fire, holding it on her fingertips, holding it in orbs, etc. Very good when in need of light or cooking. Can also heat her body up to extreme temperatures
-Self-Resurrection-
Cut her down, she'll get right back up. It's a given, being a phoenix shape shifter. Submersion in water post-mortem however would truly kill her.
-Body Magic-
Enhanced agility, balance, sense, reflexes, and lung capacity. Typical of birds. It's also important to note that her bones are hollow to allow her the lightness to be able to fly when between phoenix and human form, and thus it's easier to break her bones.
-Healing Factors-
Her tears can heal wounds
I like this idea. I'm all for politics and the like ^^
Im totally in ^^
Since I live in New Orleans I find this intriguing enough to hand a gander.
...
Can I just...?
*picks up Frore*
Frore is so cute<3
Can I just...?
*picks up Frore*
Frore is so cute<3
Erai has exited this rp. Thank you and bye-bye.
Evie let out a small cry of surprise and initially ducked her head in fear of debris... but felt nothing above her. Slowly, she looked up to see the Jesters great wing over both her and the boy from her academy. "S...So cool..." Her eyes got starry and her blush returned as she looked at her idol, standing so nobly to protect them. Such ethereal might shouldn't be possible but the Jester, staring at the ceiling with his white hair blowing in the wind, his red eye piercingly focused on the collapsing ceiling... It just made her heart beat even louder.
And jealousy well up within her.
He was so powerful... and amazing... and what was she, cowering beneath his wings in trust? She was... nothing compared to him, and she never would be. Even the boy from her academy she hardly knew the Jester had complimented on for his fighting ability. She... was just here for answers. Her eyes turned a shade duller than they had been before. She was just a burden by coming here...
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"Merely wondering if I left the stove on, M'lady."
Ace gave his superior a smile. As always, her beauty nearly left him breathless. To think, if he wasn't such an old man and held himself twenty years younger he'd might have requested to sleep with his head in her lap too. Perhaps he might request, but he wouldn't let Sachiro see his thoughts on this, at least not here. That sense of foreboding had not left him. "You slept late today, M'lady, Do you feel well?"
Somewhere else in the Citadel, there came another explosion. He'd be worried for the destruction had it not been already made a point that today nothing would go unbroken. The Librarian saw to that well.
Meanwhile the Mechanical angel reached Midgard, vocalizing softly and offering a hand to both he and Nifilheim, a faster way back to the Citadel than walking.
And jealousy well up within her.
He was so powerful... and amazing... and what was she, cowering beneath his wings in trust? She was... nothing compared to him, and she never would be. Even the boy from her academy she hardly knew the Jester had complimented on for his fighting ability. She... was just here for answers. Her eyes turned a shade duller than they had been before. She was just a burden by coming here...
~
"Merely wondering if I left the stove on, M'lady."
Ace gave his superior a smile. As always, her beauty nearly left him breathless. To think, if he wasn't such an old man and held himself twenty years younger he'd might have requested to sleep with his head in her lap too. Perhaps he might request, but he wouldn't let Sachiro see his thoughts on this, at least not here. That sense of foreboding had not left him. "You slept late today, M'lady, Do you feel well?"
Somewhere else in the Citadel, there came another explosion. He'd be worried for the destruction had it not been already made a point that today nothing would go unbroken. The Librarian saw to that well.
Meanwhile the Mechanical angel reached Midgard, vocalizing softly and offering a hand to both he and Nifilheim, a faster way back to the Citadel than walking.
Np, thanks for being so cool about it. Less mature writers would have gotten mad about it. Kudos
Shamid your sudden transitions between first and third person are a nightmare x-x please stick to one or the other
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