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 Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 8:44 am
Profiles Will Be Posted Here Once They Are Accepted
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 2:17 pm
Damian Pontus Wolfe
Basics:
||This Is My Name||
Damian Wolfe
||But You Can Call Me||
Wolfe
||I Am This Old||
Twenty-Five
||I Am A:||
Male
||And I Am:||
The Scholar
||I'm On The Side Of:||
The Hero
What Makes Me Unique:
||When You See Me:||
Wolfe is statuesque, 6’3”, with broad shoulders and wild, unkempt pepper hair. His face is aesthetic, with thin lips, a fairly-sized nose and smoldering brown eyes, which is a strong contrast to his substantially masculine body shape. Despite his broad build that would only be complete with muscle, Wolfe is actually very lean and fit, void of expected bulk. Overall, he appears more barbaric then the civilalized man really is.
||But There's More Then My Appearance:||
Stoic and intimidating, Wolfe is a quiet, timid man who, despite his cold, brutish physique, is quite kind-hearted. He has a difficult time warming up to strangers and seems to often have a guard up, and, with his signature scowl, people are usually too frightened to try and befriend him in the first place. He is rarely emotional -unless showing some sort of anger- often quiet and thoughtful, which makes him seem cold, rather than awkward. It takes a fearless person to become one of his close friends.
||Things That I Like:||
- Quiet
- Books
- Magic
||Things That I Don't Like:||
x The General
x Dracoism
x The Diva System
I Bet You Didn't Know...:
||My Puppeteer:||
Milo_The_Purr_Monster
||Did I Forget Anything...?:||
- Wolfe considers The Magician to be one of his dear friends.
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- Wolfe keeps a pendant belonging to his mother around his neck.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 5:45 pm
Veena , Dragonclaw
Basics:
||This Is My Name||
Veena Dragonclaw
||But You Can Call Me||
Veena?
||I Am This Old||
500 years old
||I Am A:||
Female
||And I Am:||
Dragon
||I'm On The Side Of:||
Other
What Makes Me Unique:
||When You See Me:||
||But There's More Then My Appearance:||
A large dragon, one that is feared by all. A dragon as tall as a castle, this beast could easily consume everything in
it's path. Large scales lining it's back, a deep midnight blue is the color of thy beast, and it's skin so hard that nothing
can seem to penetrate it . . . A small 5'4 girl with a large tail full of scales, 6 metal like horns atop her head, large wings lining her
back, blue dragon eyes can be seen on these wings, A dress made of iron like scales, claw like gloves, and a piercing gaze of red. Both are the dragon; she is the dragon. How long ago
this dragon nested itself in the crystal cave, no one knows. The dragon herself did not know, but she grew lonely and afraid in the cave. She knew not civilization, and in bloody rage killed all that
tresspassed. Small ant size creatures compared to her, she easily smashed them, lit them on fire, clawed them. She feared the unknown afterall, she knew not why they
attacked her. A singing girl, she remembered. It seemed so long ago, that she heard that lovely voice. It was like a dream... A small female figure standing there singing; she was entertained..not lonely.
Although the girls held beauty in their voices, they were still those unknown creatures that attacked her. She killed them all. A long time passes.. she yearns again for that feeling of being entertainment
in such a lonely cavern. She practiced with her transformation powers and took form (like) of the scary creature known as man.
This young dragon, belted out a song quite lovely. She too could sing (in her unknown language- she knew not much of the human language... only small things she picked up over the years), and the best thought played upon her mind. A duet with the next Diva.
Entertainment is what the dragon yearns, but fear causes her to kill..
||Things That I Like:||
- Singing
- Safety
- Flying
||Things That I Don't Like:||
x Humans
x Being Lonely
x The Cold
I Bet You Didn't Know...:
||My Puppeteer:||
Paradoxical Pixel
||Did I Forget Anything...?:||
x x x She is alone.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 3:28 pm
Luther VonEigan
Basics:
||This Is My Name||
Luther VonEigan
||But You Can Call Me||
Luther
||I Am This Old||
28
||I Am A:||
Male
||And I Am:||
The Magician
||I'm On The Side Of:||
The Hero
What Makes Me Unique:
||When You See Me:||
Luther is very fit. He grew up alone in the wilderness. Small scars are scattered all over his body, most accumulating in his lower arms and hands. Only those that know his way of magic, and what he went through to gain such power, knows the origins of such scars. Though he can still see his his eyes are cloudy and very pale blue almost white. Most take him as blind, but he is not. He carries a staff which he uses to preform basic and defensive magic, but most of the time it is used as a perch for his animal companion, Ari. An Owl with the body and coloring of a Snowy Owl, but the horns and strength of a Great Horned Owl.
||But There's More Then My Appearance:||
Luther was abandoned as a child, and was abandoned by his Magic master as well and that is why he is the way he is. But he continued training by other means. But because of his past, he will never abandon those he cares about, he will rick his life for the ones he is close to. He tends to help anyone in need of assistance because he knows what it is like to have no one. He is friendly and compassionate, but does have a serious side, try not to bring that side out. It tends to be dark and frightening.
||Things That I Like:||
- Being outside
- Nature
- Ale
||Things That I Don't Like:||
x Seeing suffering
x Those who take advantage of others
x Dracoism
I Bet You Didn't Know...:
||My Puppeteer:||
EroticVinyl
||Did I Forget Anything...?:||
His parents abandoned him because he was magic. His Master abandoned him because he like men. He was taught magic by the forest in which he was dumped. When he is using offensive magic, it can look scary.
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 4:09 pm
Ansel Etienne Bastien
Basics:
||This Is My Name||
Ansel Bastien
||But You Can Call Me||
Ansel
||I Am This Old||
Twenty-Four
||I Am A:||
Male
||And I Am:||
The Guard
||I'm On The Side Of:||
The Kingdom
What Makes Me Unique:
||When You See Me:||
Ansel is a fairly tall height at 6’ 0” with a thin frame and lean muscles that come with wielding a fairly lightweight weapon and using it more often than expected. He has a youthful, aesthetic face that usually holds a smug expression with matching pale, grey eyes that seem to hold malevolence. His light grey, often perceived as white locks fall loosely in his face, often blocking out one eye, as the ends are gathered into a loose, tiny ponytail at the back, strands still messily free. Despite his position as a guard, he enjoys wearing minimal armor under graceful attire and always seems to be dressed elegantly, but more often has been ordered to wear heavy armor due to almost losing an arm in combat against rebels who revolted at the rumors of The Hero’s quest. He has battle scars all over his torso from his training, but they’re impossible to notice while clothed.
||But There's More Then My Appearance:||
Ansel can seem classy and suave on the exterior, but don’t let his charm draw you in; he is actually a very smug and selfish man with very mischievous intentions. He tends to express sadistic qualities when on guard duty and enjoys the rush of adrenaline that comes with a battle. He specifically enjoys accompanying his lord, The Prince on the chase after the revolutionary party lead by The Hero, and enjoys attacking them more. He is stubborn, and hates losing more than anything, more often than not resorting to foul play in a difficult situation. Once his playfulness has been outmaneuvered, he becomes enraged and menacing; a frightening sight.
||Things That I Like:||
- Fighting.
- His Lord.
- Weapons.
||Things That I Don't Like:||
x Losing a fight.
x Being treated like a servant.
x Tranquility
I Bet You Didn't Know...:
||My Puppeteer:||
Milo_The_Purr_Monster
||Did I Forget Anything...?:||
- Ansel wields twin skimitars named Droit and Gauche.
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- Ansel's terrified of the dragon.
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 5:36 pm
Peter Mikhail White Basics:
||This Is My Name||
Peter White
||But You Can Call Me||
White Rabbit ;D
||I Am This Old||
20
||I Am A:||
Male
||And I Am:||
Prince
||I'm On The Side Of:||
Kingdom
What Makes Me Unique:
||When You See Me:||
||But There's More Then My Appearance:||
Peter is a bit childish at times and does not take things too seriously. He seems to be carefree and happy, but that is only a facade. Underneath that cheery exterior is a darker version of Peter. That personality of his is serious and cold, caring only for the good of his kingdom. He knows that he must sacrifice others for the sake of the kingdom so he will do whatever to do so, even at the cost of a few others.
||Things That I Like:||
- Having fun, playing games and teasing others
- Cheesecake, that stuff is amazing~
- Art
||Things That I Don't Like:||
x Troublesome people
x Being ordered around, that's my job
x Celery
I Bet You Didn't Know...:
Peter was the second son of the King and Queen so that made it impossible for him to inherit the throne. However, he did not care at the time and was content with his life and as long as he was able to stay with his brother. The two were quite close, spending plenty of time together. In fact, they did just about everything together, so much that people thought they were twins. They were two years apart in age, but they were as close as twins. Life went well for them, until Peter turned ten years old. He and his brother had snuck out of the castle to explore the world, despite the many warnings their parents and guards told them, to never leave the castle. They were unaware of the rebels that held hostilities towards the kingdom. Peter and his older brother had made their way into the town where they had a wonderful time, that is until they got lost. The two young boys ended up in the forest at the edge of the city. They tried to find their way back but soon, day became night, leaving them lost and scared in the forest. Their parents soon realized the disappeareance of their children and sent out a search party for them, but it was risky doing so. If anyone found out that the two princes were out in the city, it would put them in even more danger. Unfortunately, word had already leaked out and rebel leaders had already sent out search parties in search of the princes. It was a matter of time to who would find the two boys, the kingdom or the rebels. The two princes were eventually found, but by hostile forces. They took the two children deeper into the forest, planning to kill them both. Peter's older brother fought back which only pissed their captors off. They took him and slit his throat, right in front of Peter's eyes. Peter watched in horror as his older brother was taken from him, leaving him alone. He believed that he was going to die, just like his brother but the leaders changed their minds. Instead, they used Peter as an hostage. They kept Peter for over a month, during the time he was absued and starved. Miraculously, the kingdom was able to locate Peter and kill most of who had held him hostage. The King and Queen were greatful to have their child back, but were heart broken to find out that their eldest had been killed in cold blood. Peter was now their only child, their only heir to the throne. It has been over a decade since those events but Peter was able to move on and grow up. Peter's father died a few laters after that, but his mother lives on as the ruler. However, she has become stricken with grief over the loss of her first child then her husband. Because of this, Peter has taken charge along with a few of the advisors.
||My Puppeteer:||
cHesHiRe_CaT_0013
||Did I Forget Anything...?:||
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 9:39 pm
Amber Jane Blake
Basics:
||This Is My Name||
Amber Blake
||But You Can Call Me||
Amber, Am
||I Am This Old||
Twenty-Two
||I Am A:||
Female
||And I Am:||
The Rebel
||I'm On The Side Of:||
Hero
What Makes Me Unique:
||When You See Me:||
||But There's More Then My Appearance:||
Amber hates being bossed around by other people, she likes to do her own thing. She is very stubborn and tends to get on people's nerves from being sarcastic, or she likes to piss people off when she's being cold. When she isn't rebelling against the Kingdom she is usually sleeping. She's a bit on the lazy side but don't let that fool you. She's fierce and has a harsh tongue towards those who she dislikes. She is a kind girl, but it's hidden under many layers.
||Things That I Like:||
- Sleeping
- Sword Fighting
- Star Gazing
||Things That I Don't Like:||
x Being bossed around
x Being woken up
x Losing
I Bet You Didn't Know...:
||My Puppeteer:||
CrazyChick246
||Did I Forget Anything...?:||
-Amber tends to mumble to her self a lot, it's a bit of a habit she picked up when she was alone.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 12:15 pm
CASEY EAMON MONROE
Basics:
||This Is My Name||
Casey Monroe
||But You Can Call Me||
Casey, Eamon, Hero
||I Am This Old||
16
||I Am A:||
Definitely a boy.
||And I Am:||
They call me “The Hero.”
||I'm On The Side Of:||
Well, myself.
What Makes Me Unique:
||When You See Me:||
The hero is very fair in his appearance; light skin, blond hair and pale blue eyes. Although he has officially reached manhood, Casey’s face and physic still resemble that of maturing young adult. He has a very “pretty” face, long lashes and clear skin; however he still looks very much like a boy. Casey stands at about 5’5, which is for the most part fairly short for someone his age. His expression is normally a very determined or very troubled one, and he is often seen lost in his thoughts.
||But There's More Then My Appearance:||
Casey is overall a kind and polite young man. He’s a hard worker, persistent and dedicated. His love and loyalty to his twin sister has driven him to find her, but it’s his fortitude and dedication that pushes him onward. Unfortunately Casey’s recurring dreams have driven him close to obsession; all day he slaves over thoughts of what must be done to save her, plays her rescue over and over in his head. He is also plagued by worry and frustration, however they do not outweigh his concern for her. He is willing to sacrifice all he can if only for her safety, and he has little concern for his own wellbeing. Casey is just as social as the average teen, and enjoys being around people.
||Things That I Like:||
-Quiet peaceful evenings
-Dreams of Estelle
- Justice for those who deserve it
||Things That I Don't Like:||
x Anyone who stand in the way of me and my sister (the kingdom.)
x Fighting in crowded places
x Endangering innocent people
x The dragon
I Bet You Didn't Know...:
||My Puppeteer:||
Heart 2121
||Did I Forget Anything...?:||
-Casey prefers to fight with a short sword. It was a gift from his father.
Sword
-Growing up Casey used to wear a religious pendent around his neck. After finding out about his sister he tore the charm from himself and broke the chain. He now carries the charm with him as a way to remember his sister always. In his eyes it symbolizes what he’s fighting for.
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