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 Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 6:31 pm
 ғeel free to call me. . .
Sarah Putt. Yea. I know.
υnless you're blind, you should see that I'm. . .
Female.
чou think I'm what age? No, I'm. .
17
The υniverse welcomed me on. . .
June Fourth.
α lot of people say I'm. . .
Bland. Just bland. I don't smile, I don't laugh, I don't usually talk to those that don't talk to me first. It's none of my business what anybody else does, and if they don't bother me, I won't bother them. I like to be left alone. When I'm angry, I keep it inside, and when I'm sad, I keep it inside. You can probably guess what I do when I'm happy, too. I taught myself to be a cold, emotionless shell. Everything's easier that way.
care to hear my story?
I used to be one of those girls. You know who I'm talking about. The heroines of the feel-good movies, the perky cheerleaders. I was a CHEERLEADER. Even hard for me to imagine, looking at myself now. I had a million friends, even more Facebook friends (like those count) and a promising future ahead of me as whatever cheerleader's grow up to be, like a Playboy bunny or a personal trainer. Then, during the last football game of the season (a dark, stormy night, ooooh), I was struck by lightning on the top of the pyramid. Rushed to the hospital, of course, but no one even came in the ambulance with me. My friends needed to keep cheering. My boyfriend, the linebacker, was still playing the game. Even my parents stayed to tape the last quarter. But even then I didn't realize how alone I was. It took three weeks in the hospital before I realized it. The only people who had came to visit me were my mom, and that was only twice, to pay the bill and check my condition with my doctor. And you know how in the movies, the person in the hospital who thought they were unloved wakes up and they're surrounded by flowers and candy and hunky-dory get well cards? That never happened, either. I was, of course, crushed. When I got back to school and everyone feigned concern, I shook them off, knowing their true intentions. I quit the squad. I lost my "friends". My boyfriend dumped me, which was all well and good, because I was considering dumping him not ten minutes before he dropped it on me. And when my powers started showing...well, staying at that school became impossible. So now I'm here, shipped off by my parents who were devastated that their wonderful, Susie-smiles-a-lot daughter was no longer the perky doll she used to be and was now a gothic, supernatural freak.
αbilities? Yeah, I have . . .
control over electricity and electric pulses. The doctors say it's probably because when I was struck by lightning it left a thermal signature in me or whatever, and when two static pulses meet they move towards each other. In other words, because I was hit by lightning I can move electricty and junk. Whipee.
I aםore. . .
○ Books
○ Running. I liked it before the accident, and now I appreciate it even more. Nothing better than a run in the rain.
○ Doodling in my many school-issued composition books.
○ Black and white movies.
єveryone of these drive me mad. . .
○ My scars. You can barely see them because they're so white, being burn scars, but I shiver whenever somebody touches them.
○ Fake friends.
○ Cheerleading. I was never that into it, anyway. I just did it to appease my parents. Now you wouldn't catch me dead in a cheer skirt or, shudder, spankies.
○ Twilight. I'm not THAT kind of goth.
мy House, Dorm, and Homeroom are. . .
House: Wasn't given one.
Dorm: Don't got one of those, either.
Homeroom: Math / Science
чou see, I'm controlled by . . . Jaenaii
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 6:43 pm
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[size=9][color=#4E387E]I used to be one of those girls. You know who I'm talking about. The heroines of the feel-good movies, the perky cheerleaders. I was a CHEERLEADER. Even hard for me to imagine, looking at myself now. I had a million friends, even more Facebook friends (like those count) and a promising future ahead of me as whatever cheerleader's grow up to be, like a Playboy bunny or a personal trainer. Then, during the last football game of the season (a dark, stormy night, ooooh), I was struck by lightning on the top of the pyramid. Rushed to the hospital, of course, but no one even came in the ambulance with me. My friends needed to keep cheering. My boyfriend, the linebacker, was still playing the game. Even my parents stayed to tape the last quarter. But even then I didn't realize how alone I was. It took three weeks in the hospital before I realized it. The only people who had came to visit me were my mom, and that was only twice, to pay the bill and check my condition with my doctor. And you know how in the movies, the person in the hospital who thought they were unloved wakes up and they're surrounded by flowers and candy and hunky-dory get well cards? That never happened, either. I was, of course, crushed. When I got back to school and everyone feigned concern, I shook them off, knowing their true intentions. I quit the squad. I lost my "friends". My boyfriend dumped me, which was all well and good, because I was considering dumping him not ten minutes before he dropped it on me. And when my powers started showing...well, staying at that school became impossible. So now I'm here, shipped off by my parents who were devastated that their wonderful, Susie-smiles-a-lot daughter was no longer the perky doll she used to be and was now a gothic, supernatural freak.[/color][/size] Twelve shades of grayIs a colorful dayFor eyes likeM I N E--------I used to be one of those girls. You know who I'm talking about. The heroines of the feel-good movies, the perky cheerleaders. I was a CHEERLEADER. Even hard for me to imagine, looking at myself now. I had a million friends, even more Facebook friends (like those count) and a promising future ahead of me as whatever cheerleader's grow up to be, like a Playboy bunny or a personal trainer. Then, during the last football game of the season (a dark, stormy night, ooooh), I was struck by lightning on the top of the pyramid. Rushed to the hospital, of course, but no one even came in the ambulance with me. My friends needed to keep cheering. My boyfriend, the linebacker, was still playing the game. Even my parents stayed to tape the last quarter. But even then I didn't realize how alone I was. It took three weeks in the hospital before I realized it. The only people who had came to visit me were my mom, and that was only twice, to pay the bill and check my condition with my doctor. And you know how in the movies, the person in the hospital who thought they were unloved wakes up and they're surrounded by flowers and candy and hunky-dory get well cards? That never happened, either. I was, of course, crushed. When I got back to school and everyone feigned concern, I shook them off, knowing their true intentions. I quit the squad. I lost my "friends". My boyfriend dumped me, which was all well and good, because I was considering dumping him not ten minutes before he dropped it on me. And when my powers started showing...well, staying at that school became impossible. So now I'm here, shipped off by my parents who were devastated that their wonderful, Susie-smiles-a-lot daughter was no longer the perky doll she used to be and was now a gothic, supernatural freak.
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 6:46 pm
Approved and sorted into Wyvern. Please wait while we get her a dorm, but until then you may start posting!
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2012 4:01 pm
ғeel free to call me. . .
Anne Siobhan Teach. Or Anne.
υnless you're blind, you should see that I'm. . .
Female.
чou think I'm what age? No, I'm. .
Fifteen.
The υniverse welcomed me on. . .
March Second.
α lot of people say I'm. . .
Boring, or dull. Or bland. Or just plain annoying. I don't get why, but then again, I don't care why. When somebody says something that interests me, I ask questions. Maybe too much? And when someone says things that don't interest me, well, I talk about things that interest me. Usually that have no relevance to the topic at hand. But still, at least somebody's being interesting. And if I'm alone, I'm probably building another trap or coming up with a new prank to try on a teacher or a roommate. When I'm sad, I don't talk. Even I don't believe that I don't talk, but I do. It's the same thing when I'm angry, except then it's just because I'm scheming. But when I'm happy, it's like my mouth goes into override and I'm spouting stupid things. I usually make a mess of most social situations with this.
care to hear my story?
I come from a long, long, looong line of demigods, Aether on my dad's side and Ananke on my mom's. Never heard of them? Figured. They're pretty minor gods - Aether is the god of upper air and light, and Ananke is the god of inevitability, compulsion, and necessity. And no, there was no inbreeding to keep the "pure blood" alive - just every so often, a descendent would be expected (not required, but expected) to hook up with another child of Ananke or Aether. Not that it matters at all, them being such feable gods. But despite hardly ever being mentioned in legends or history books, my family still receives all the noteworthiness of the higher demigods, attending all their little get togethers and whatever. I don't care about that stuff. Honestly, if it wasn't my life, I wouldn't even believe in it. I like knowledge - cold, hard facts. You learn to love it after having nothing to do, sitting in a big empty house with nothing but books. Parents away at a party? Books. Nanny #398 asleep on the couch? Books. Or devising clever scheme to prank said nanny, but that's beside the point. And speaking of Nanny #398... Well, after having gotten rid of almost 400 nannies, my parents were fed up with being called home from their parties to put out a fire or pay for a tow to get the car out of the lake or whatever have you, and decided to just send me to a boarding school so they wouldn't have to hire anymore nannies. Darn shame, too - I almost got the record. So now I'm here. Yay. At least there's a library.
αbilities? Yeah, I have . . .
A little control over breezes and light, from the Aether side of the family. The breezes thing is mostly just tiny gusts - the most they can do is make me levitate. Not that great a feat - I'm only, what, ninety pounds? The ability to unlock things from the Ananke side. The key is just an accessory - I only need to touch something to unlock it. Unlocking things comes from the "necessity" part of Ananke's reign, in case you were wondering.
When it comes to how "godly" I am, I'm only about one-fifth god. I mean, my great-great-great-great-great-greeeeeeeat-and a lot more greats-grandparents were gods, but the decendents of theirs (mi familia) sometimes breeded with real half-god demigods, adding a little godly boost to the family. There are no added bonuses to my powers, like extra strength or speediness or whatever - just my "god's" powers. The only stipulation is to my lineage is that I suck at lying - comes from the "compulsion" section of Ananke's region. That, and my powers are really weak at night, from Aether being the god of light.
I don't have advanced healing or invulnerable skin or any of that crap. I don't live forever, I don't even live that long. I have a normal human life span. So basically, adding everything together, I'm a levitating lock smith who can turn off lights without a light switch. I'm a magician. Wee.
I aםore. . .
○ Books.
○ Pranks.
○ My necklace. It's a family heirloom. And yes, I wear it around, everyday, where it could possibly be stolen, to quote my parents.
○ Fun Facts. Did you know that kangaroos can't walk backwards?
○ Interesting people.
єveryone of these drive me mad. . .
○ Jerks.
○ My parents.
○ Nannies.
○ Rainy days.
мy House, Dorm, and Homeroom are. . .
House: I don't have one yet.
Dorm: I don't have one yet.
Homeroom: World Studies / Magical Creatures
чou see, I'm controlled by . . .
Jaenaii
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2012 4:33 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 10:50 am
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Sapphire Waltz Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 5:12 pm
Most of it looks okay, but I still have a few issues.
Abilities
Please remove at least one power from the list. I'm aware that it matches with her entire history and all, but I find it's a bit too much, which makes her overpowered. Does she really need all the wind/light/mind-reading/unlocking abilities? They're all fairly major powers capable of a lot of power, which makes it problematic.
Demigod
Can you elaborate on the fact that she is related to demigods? Does she have any weaknesses, can she be hurt physically, prone to sickness, etc.? Are there any other advantages, such as enhanced senses, general resistance, etc. How different is she from human beings? Creating a character which borders deities can be problematic and a case of godmoding if you don't expand on her weaknesses so I'll need to see some work details.
Please quote me once you have revised the profile.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 5:30 pm
Sapphire Waltz Most of it looks okay, but I still have a few issues.
Abilities
Please remove at least one power from the list. I'm aware that it matches with her entire history and all, but I find it's a bit too much, which makes her overpowered. Does she really need all the wind/light/mind-reading/unlocking abilities? They're all fairly major powers capable of a lot of power, which makes it problematic.
Demigod
Can you elaborate on the fact that she is related to demigods? Does she have any weaknesses, can she be hurt physically, prone to sickness, etc.? Are there any other advantages, such as enhanced senses, general resistance, etc. How different is she from human beings? Creating a character which borders deities can be problematic and a case of godmoding if you don't expand on her weaknesses so I'll need to see some work details.
Please quote me once you have revised the profile.
I actually had it in mind to make her a weak character - I didn't know that those would be considered strong powers. Sorry.
As for her lineage, from what I've read of legends and what I've seen in modern media, I never considered that godly children were invincible. Even in Greek myth no demigod was invulnerable, and all had human traits, like being able to get sick or exhausted and all that. I edited in that she was basically just a human who could turn off lights and float a little, and unlock things, so she's pretty much eighty percent human.
I'm sorry. Banging head on keyboard in disgust at myself. Going to ask brother to punch me in the face. I feel like a douchebag. I really hate godmodders, and now I am becoming one.
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Sapphire Waltz Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 6:23 pm
Thanks for making the changes, everything looks great!
Now now, don't make too much of a deal of it, any power could potentially lead to godmodding if applied the wrong way. And no you are far from a godmodder because trust me, I've seen much much much worse C: I was just being cautious because technically, characters come to Fuyu Academy to learn, so there's potential to master powers and all.
Anne Siobhan Teach is approved and sorted into Wyvern!
Please wait for her dorm, meanwhile you may begin posting.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 7:11 pm
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cяєω Sarah now has a dorm!
Wyvern House, Mantis Dorm
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cяєω Anne now has a dorm!
Wyvern House, Arylide Dorm
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