✩ʋʂɛʀɳɑɱɛMiirandaDoll- ✩ɳɑɱɛHalena Chortos ✩ɑɢɛ17 ✩ɢɛɳɗɛʀFemale ✩ʂɛxʋɑɩɪʈʏStraight ✩ʀɑɔɛDemigod ✩ᵖɵʍɛʀ Vast knowledge of the world. Special ties to Athens. Great skills in war craft. ✩ʍɛɑᵖɵɳBow and Arrow or Sword ✩ɛʀɑAncient Greece ✩ɧɪʂʈɵʀʏAll of Halena's like she was lead to believe that her mother was dead. Her father was a simple farmer who lived on a hill a few miles out of Athens. Halena always felt like she was different - like something was missing from her life. Growing up her father had her training constantly. Her archery became unbeatable. No one expected a girl to fight the way she did. She was different in so many ways. While most girls were studying the arts, she was beating up all the boys. Never did she see what was coming. On her 18th birthday the world as she knew it changed. Her father finally admitted that her mother never really died. As a matter of fact she couldn't die. She was Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom. Halena's world was rocked, but it didn't change anything about her. She was still the boy hitting, archery champ that Athens had grown to love - she just had a different dream. Her father filled her in that if she could prove her worth to Zeus she could join her mother on Olympus. Since her father told her, she's been doing what she can to prove herself. Leaving her father's side finally, she sets out to follow her dreams and to find her mother, for that's all she thinks about. ✩ɑᵖᵖɛɑʀɑɳɔɛHer only wish is to reunite with her mother... ✩ᵖɛʀʂɵɳɑɩɪʈʏHalena has been known to be slightly bipolar. One moment she could be totally bubbly and upbeat the next she is the biggest b***h in the world. She is easily set off, sometimes letting her temper get the best of her. She has never loved since she was too busy beating up boys to even care. Her only real friend was her horse, Phillipe. He was fast, swift and never let anyone but her ride him. ✩ɩɪʞɛʂPhillipe. Archery. Her Father. Studying. Athens. Mount Olympus. ✩ɗɪʂɩɪʞɛʂPeople who pick on her. Rudeness. People who ignore her.
✩ʋʂɛʀɳɑɱɛMiirandaDoll- ✩ɳɑɱɛAshleigh Leblanc ✩ɑɢɛAppears to be 31 but is really 608 ✩ɢɛɳɗɛʀFemale ✩ʂɛxʋɑɩɪʈʏStraight ✩ʀɑɔɛFallen Angel ✩ᵖɵʍɛʀFreeze Time. Manipulate Fire. ✩ʍɛɑᵖɵɳFire Balls. ✩ɛʀɑApocalyptic Times ✩ɧɪʂʈɵʀʏAshleigh was once a well know Doctor. Her life was what one would call perfect. She had her dream job, the perfect house, perfect husband, her twin daughters - nothing could make her life better. Until the one horrific night... On her way home from a late night at work, a strange man approached her asking her to join him in Heaven. She ignored him, believing that he was just a loony, but how wrong was she. He chased after her and before she could even fight back a stabbing feeling aching in her shoulder blades. She soon had large white wings. She turned to the stranger and demanded that he explain what happened but when she turned he was gone, and she was now on a cloud. She couldn't believe it, but she was in Heaven. Slowly getting used to her life in Heaven she watched the life on Earth. The world slowly crumbling. One day just before the Apocalypse she noticed her daughters about to be killed by a demon. Infuriated she rushed to Earth and saved their lives... Which broke the number one rule of Heaven. Never show yourself to a mortal. The arch angel Michael, the stranger who took brought her to Heaven, removed her Heavenly Powers and banished her to walk the Earth as an Immortal to face the consequences of the Apocalypse. ✩ɑᵖᵖɛɑʀɑɳɔɛWhat have you done to me.. ✩ᵖɛʀʂɵɳɑɩɪʈʏAshleigh is bitter, after having to watch her husband get killed by a demon, but really would do anything to stop the Apocalypse from happening. She wants to protect her daughters from anything and everything that could hurt them. Without her Heavenly powers she is left with nothing but the power to manipulate fire which seems appropriate considering how much anger she has built up. She never wanted this to happen to her and doesn't feel its fair that she should be punished for trying to save her daughters. ✩ɩɪʞɛʂHer daughters. Fire. ✩ɗɪʂɩɪʞɛʂArch Angels. Water. Demons.
✩ʋʂɛʀɳɑɱɛMiirandaDoll- ✩ɳɑɱɛAnastasia ✩ɑɢɛ117 but looks 20 ✩ɢɛɳɗɛʀFemale ✩ʂɛxʋɑɩɪʈʏStraight ✩ʀɑɔɛWitch ✩ᵖɵʍɛʀManipulate the elements. Basic spells. ✩ʍɛɑᵖɵɳStaff ✩ɛʀɑMedieval ✩ɧɪʂʈɵʀʏAnastasia was one of the youngest Witches of her village. No one liked her but no one hated her. They respected her on the fact that she could easily blow any of them up. During the Salem Witch Hunt her towns people hid her, on account of the fact that she gave them cleaning running water. Her mentor was very proud of her and what she had become. She was turning into a very mature Witch. Her parents died when she was very young so her mentor practically raised Anastasia as her own. One day her mentor was summoned by the Lord of their lands and she did comply. However she never returned. Worried Anastasia ran off to make sure that she was okay but shortly found out that her Mentor was nothing more than a mortal. Her powers were stripped from her from the Lord who was really an evil Warlock. Furious, Anastasia searched for a way to stop this monster and could only come up with a way that included another Magical Being. Her mentor now a mere mortal, Anastasia sets off to find someone to help - being a difficult job considering almost all Witches or Warlocks had lost their powers. ✩ɑᵖᵖɛɑʀɑɳɔɛI will not give in.. ✩ᵖɛʀʂɵɳɑɩɪʈʏAnastasia is very bubbly. She can be very upbeat and outgoing. She is very friendly and loves all living creatures - except the Lord. She isn't shy at all so she would easily walk up to you and introduce herself with no warning. However if she is being chased or hunted, in the heat of the moment she will turn into a face paced, angered Witch. When she is angry, she shuts out the whole world and takes all her anger out on whatever is closest. ✩ɩɪʞɛʂSwimming. Gardening. Playing with fire. Flying. ✩ɗɪʂɩɪʞɛʂDead Gardens. Anyone who tries to take her powers. Evil.
`·» »-(¯`v´¯)-» It makes me that much s t r o n g e r
Makes me work a little bit h a r d e r
It makes me that much w i s e r
So thanks for making me a F I G H T E R
✩ʋʂɛʀɳɑɱɛMiirandaDoll- ✩ɳɑɱɛConstance Lowis ✩ɑɢɛ61 but appears 20 ✩ɢɛɳɗɛʀFemale ✩ʂɛxʋɑɩɪʈʏStraight but has no time for love ✩ʀɑɔɛAngel ✩ᵖɵʍɛʀHealing. Flying. Invisibilty. ✩ʍɛɑᵖɵɳDoesn't believe in force. ✩ɛʀɑPresent ✩ɧɪʂʈɵʀʏConstance was once a beautiful mother. She had 3 beautiful girls and an adorable baby boy. Her kids were her pride and joy. Her husband on the other hand, was not a pleasant person to be with. He cared for no one but the bottle of whiskey he normally clung onto. One horrific night, her drunken husband went on a rampage. Hitting her and their eldest daughter. That was it for Constance. That night she left, taking all four kids with her. She thought she was done with him for good. However, 2 years later, while the kids were all in school, she went to see him. She had recently heard that he was diagnosed with lung cancer and she felt like the least she could do was go over and make sure that he was okay. She never came back from that trip. Apparently he felt that if he couldn't live then neither should see. He spent the rest of his rotten years in prison, none of his kids to ever talk to him again. Constance never did leave their sides. She remained their Guardian Angel. ✩ɑᵖᵖɛɑʀɑɳɔɛI will protect you. ✩ᵖɛʀʂɵɳɑɩɪʈʏConstance is a very gentle person. She loves all living things and does not believe in violence. If a problem can't be resolved peacefully, then she finds someone else to deal with the problem. Though everyone believes that she does hate her husband, she doesn't really. Sure what he did was wrong but she could never truly hate someone. ✩ɩɪʞɛʂHer kids. Her grand kids. Johnny Cash. ✩ɗɪʂɩɪʞɛʂHer husband. Violence.
ღThis is a real person. Constance was my ɢʀɑɳɗɱɵʈɧɛʀ. All the history is true as well. I love her dearly though I never really met her.