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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 9:05 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 9:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 9:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 9:09 pm
Name: Amahté - Means: To have power over [Egyptian] Gender: Male, very much so! Scent: Spiced Apple Physical description for each stage:
-- Unlit & Lit Scent | Fresh, clay color: crimson with hints of orange-brown
-- Child | Looks what’s popped out of the oil! As a child, Amahté looks the image of an Egyptian royal’s son; his skin is a few shades lighter than copper - though despite his dark hue, his cheeks are somewhat rosy - with eyes outlined heavily. However, unlike the usual painted line, his resemble the Eye of Ra. Said eyes are very dark red in color, nearing more maroon if anything. On the left side of his scalp hangs a sort of pigtail - black hair laced with red strands - which falls just below his chin, and has an elaborate golden cuff hanging an inch above the end. As a child, he’d probably wear nothing more than a throw, being more content to wear one of his caretaker’s blankets around his waist than actually wearing real clothes. -[ In Progress ]-
Personality: You couldn’t have a more smug, holier-than-thou, brat of a child. It’s as if he were born with a rotten core! Amahté could swear on his life that he can and will get what he wants, when he wants, whether he’s allowed to or not – the ‘five-finger discount’ isn’t above him either. He has a tendency to judge people on first sighting, and will have no problem dropping a condescending line or two just to make your skin crawl. In Amahté-land, it’s his way or no way. Perhaps his only virtue is his passion, but coupled with his bull-headedness, the combination could (and will, no doubt!) get nasty. Wings: -[ In Progress ]-
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 9:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 9:18 pm
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