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 Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 6:31 pm
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G i v e n N a m e:: Troynaki
O t h e r N a m e s:: Troy is good.
A g e:: Uh...let's go with my true age--985.
B i r t h d a y:: My age growth happens at random--so any day can be my Birthday.
O r i g i n:: In what folks nowadays call Antarctica.
S p e c i e s:: Red Ice Dragon--an Oppo-Elemental Dragon. Don't worry. That'll be explained later.
H a i r C o l o u r:: In Humanoid format--usually of silver or of white colour.
E y e C o l o u r:: Dragon Form - Coal Black
Humanoid Form - Blue or Green
H e i g h t::
Dragon Form
Nine Feet Tall (from claw to tip of horn)
Fourteen Feet Long (from nose to tail)
Eleven Feet Wide (from wingtip to wingtip)
Humanoid Form
Varies from age to age
B u i l d:: Dragon Form - Muscular yet lean. Humanoid Form - Varies, but normally of the lean side as well. No matter what, though--be it any humanoid, there is always a brand or "tattoo" of a flick of fire frozen in ice at the crook of his right arm.
S e x u a l i t y:: My kind has been known to only mate for life. ...But given the Humanoid form, I have dabbled a lot between legs; but I do appreciate the females better.
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C o l l a r::
Hm. Velvet would be good
C h a r m s::
Broom and most definitely Spatula
C o l o u r s::
Light Pink and Sky Blue
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L i k e s::
☑ Alcohol
☑ Night skies
☑ Ice Cream
☑ Music in general
☑ Fooling around
☑ Bubbles
D i s l i k e s::
☒ Cherries
☒ Helpless/Fragile Humans
☒ Slow-moving cars
☒ Staying in one place
☒ Commitment
T a l e n t s:: Well, figuring out the guitar, both acoustic and electric, on my own could be considered a talent. Oh! Freezing fire. That normally gets the folks into bed with me.
Q u i r k s:: Hm. I speak more of Fae rather than Draconic--blame my step-mother for that; but she did speak Common as well. What else? Hmm. I guess I would be under the category of a ladies' man--or a man's man. I am an equal opportunist of love.
S k i l l s:: Well, it's not really talent or a skill, but naturally as a dragon, I can form into my original--form. Don't worry. Happens every now and then just to stretch my wings if you will. I like the Humanoid forms better--probably since I have lived like so since I was placed in the hands of mortals. Honestly, though, I think my only other skill would probably be the guitars--and a bit of the mandolin as well.
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P e r s o n a l i t y:: Just like any dragon, Troy has a short-fused temper. Never has he raised a hand/claw to anyone without a good reason, but he can yell rather well. He has a habit of talking to himself, but being that old and alone for so many years, that would possibly do it to anyone. On a normal basis, no matter the body he resides in, Troy likes to flirt verbally and joke around--even do something to impress someone.
H i s t o r y:: Troynaki--or just Troy outside of his Dragon form--is an odd one. One of the few known Oppo-Elemental Dragon to be still living--a dragon of colour and direct opposite of element as its base. However, the Elders of the Oppo-Elementals long-long ago made a pact to where one gender of each kind will go incognito to prevent pure extinction. Of course, this was over a thousand years ago when the pact was made, but did not take into effect until a new set of dragons have been hatched. These hatchlings were to start as Humanoid immediate after hatching. There was one small drawback no realized. Since Dragons and Humans age so differently, the Oppo-Elementals aged quicker than normal Humans. Thus shedding their old skins into anew. This rapid aging occurred every three to five years, but at various times.
Troynaki was one of the last of the dragons to be chosen to become part of the those incognito. Unfortunately, his adopted Humanoid family were lost to a Plague. He was affected, but it was nothing more than a common flu to him and lasted not longer than a week. It was the help of a bubble faery that made him heal quickly and away from the inflicted cities. Helping him grow and learn the knowledge of the Humanoid world, Troynaki stayed by her side until her passing during his four-hundredth year of living. Still adolescent to the Dragon law, Troynaki did what was best for him to learn and grow. It also took him over a hundred years to find the female red-ice dragon who was chosen to be placed incognito. He was a few years too late, though, as she was caught and used as a trophy within a kingdom. Avenging the mate he would have never known, he grown to true form to destroy the kingdom by causing all the plants and livestock to freeze before boiling within their ice-case. Since then, Troynaki had been traveling, to make sure he does not stay within one place for so long.
For years during his travels, Troynaki has met, grew friendship and seen many folks die. Dragons in Humanoid form were far and few; but he had flown with several of them; though never called them family.
It is unfortunate, though, even in Today's world; he had traveled around the world so many times and have seen so many faces--but not one was standing there long enough for him to focus on anything. Aside from being in the form of an old man...for now...he would need someone to help him focus on the finer things in life than just travel and play.
CaptainTapole
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Huge shout-out to PhantomHoofbeats for the clearing of dragon pic!
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Posted: Tue Jan 14, 2014 10:48 am
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G i v e n N a m e:: Anya Clara Wintrose (a slave master gave me that last name, and it stuck)
O t h e r N a m e s:: Ann! Anya! Rose or Rosie. 'That girl,' 'slave woman' and numerous other names... Don't call me 'Clara' though...that is 'her' name
A g e:: Last time I checked I was 22
B i r t h d a y:: July 20th
O r i g i n:: America, Utah actually
S p e c i e s:: Half Human, half Witch
H a i r C o l o u r:: Used to be blond but she... had a rebellious streak and dyed it gray.
E y e C o l o u r:: Blue and purple mixed together. They weren't always that color though--they used to be just blue
H e i g h t:: 5'2 ft
B u i l d:: A small bust line, slender with thin arms and medium sized legs. Has a slight curve to her hips. Not too much excess fat on her body, her small size isn't do to exercise but genetics.
S e x u a l i t y:: likely pan-sexual
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C o l l a r:: Velvet
C h a r m s:: Ballet Shoes - Dancer, X - Has killed before/has killed a Master/Mistress, Rose - Pleasure slave, Broom - Servant, Spatula - Cooks, Broken Heart - Abused by previous Mistress/Master; Has been abused
C o l o u r s::
Grey: Slightly insane. Troubled. May have mental issues
Light pink: Sweet. Kind. Eager to please/help out. Thoughtful.
and Sky Blue - Space-Case. Day Dreamer. Pleasant Disposition. Very Tame.
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L i k e s::
☑ Dancing (esp. in the moonlight)
☑ Listening to music
☑ Nice masters
☑ Snuggling up next to a warm body
☑ Large shirts
☑ Having fun
☑ Shopping
☑ Being praised
☑ Pets
☑ Food
D i s l i k e s::
☒ Violence
☒ Being yelled at or punished
☒ Clara
☒ Being a witch
☒ Sour food
☒ Bellyaches
☒ Boredom
☒ Not being kept busy
☒ Mean masters or mistresses
☒ Not being able to help others
T a l e n t s:: Taking orders, she does quite well taking orders--even if her master or mistress is incredibly cruel. Most orders she tolerates with a smile on her face. If you were to tell her to go to hell, and she most certainly would...if it were possible.
Mostly she is a dancer: she may have taken contemporary dance in the past though her memory is bad these days and she doesn't really remember. Somehow she knows how to dance. This was taken advantage of my previous masters--who forced her to dance for their guests when they held parties.
Oh and she can hold her own in a fight.
Q u i r k s:: She does talk to herself when she completes tasks. It's a kind of thinking out loud, it doesn't matter if there is no one around. She will talk or marvel about certain things as she works. So...yeah..she is somewhat of an open book.
Other times she talks to her other persona Clara. Sometimes it's mental: she will hear Clara's voice inside her head, but respond to her out loud which scares some people. There have also been occasions when Clara will talk to her using Anya's body. If a person were to ease drop they would hear Anya talking to someone, in her normal voice, and then they would hear a type of reply, also from Anya's mouth. However, this reply will sound different in tone, a more distinct voice that sounds flat and a bit creepy.
Clara has her own voice. Anya switches back and forth between herself and Clara, when this happens there will be a change in voice and the expression in her eyes will change. Her pupils get smaller when Clara is in control, and her eyes look dull and darker.
S k i l l s:: magic spells, illusions, curses, shape shifting, and hovering (she can't fly high in the air though).
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P e r s o n a l i t y::
Yeah she may be 22, but she doesn't act her age. Normally Anya is bubbly, talkative, a bit childish, hands on, and obedient. She tries to make the best of most situations and will smile thorough her tears. Therefore she is also quite optimistic, or the type who refuses to bow to the mercy of her life. Letting her circumstances break her is something she allowed to happen before, and she seems hell bent on not allowing it to happen again.
Anya's obedience is to the point where she would do almost anything for her master. Some cases it looks like she enjoys being bossed around, and seems to think doing chores is fun. Only sexual favors undo her, and she becomes uncomfortable when individuals try any funny business, because she tends to think of Lucien whenever touched intimately.
Anya is the childish fun female that will do what a person asks with a smile. However, Anya developed a second personality when she was abused by a previous master and thus she has a female named Clara inside of her. Clara is mostly bitter, cynical and gloomy. She is the polar opposite of Anya and actually comes out mostly when she fears Anya is in danger somehow. They tend to talk to each other which can be sort of scarey to watch. Anya usually tries to hide Clara's existence from her master, and tries to act as normal as possible. Clara is more likely to come out if Anya's master is cruel. She may also come out randomly, instead of only when Anya is in danger. Clara thinks Anya is naive and scolds her about becoming too attached to people. She even reminds Anya that it is dangerous to do so because there's always a chance the person will hurt her.
H i s t o r y::
[It's long I know D; Sari got carried away]
HER PARENTS:
Anya doesn't even know her parents. Mostly she learned about them from a 'friend' of her mother's: Crystal Kellington.
Her mother had been a witch, and her lover had been human. They had not been married. Supposedly she had put a curse upon her male lover to make him fall in love with her. She was running from a group of witch hunters and had came to the city of Utah to lay low. She used a spell to hide her true appearance, and put a spell upon a man she had come across. He believed her to be his love and welcomed her into his home, she had nowhere to stay at the time so this was very convenient.
For some time she pretended to be the fiancee of the man. His friends and family, she put spells on all of them to prevent their suspicion of her. The spell lasted for sometime--as long as she needed it to work.
Anya's mother's name had been Annelise. Her father had been named Stephan. Crystal had told Anya when she was but eight years old, that she had not known her mother Ann was a witch, and that before her eyes she watched Ann fall deeply in love with the man, even though their whole relationship was an illusion. She only learned that Annelise was a witch when she eventually told her. She revealed her true form to Crystal, and also admitted that she was the only one she had not placed a spell on.
Soon Crystal learned that Annelise was telling her the truth because she had realized she is pregnant. She had never meant for it to happen, but had seemingly had gotten caught up in the life of mortals. Before Anya was even born Annelise had asked her to promise she'd help take care of her daughter. The woman had agreed to do so, even though she was not sure why Annelise was asking this of her.
Months later something strange happened. Ann vanished from Stephan's home, frantic he had called Crystal asking her if she knew his fiancee's whereabouts. She was very pregnant at the time and was due any day now. But Crystal could be of no help to the man. Days went by and still no Annelise.
Then one dreary night, it had been raining and Crystal's doorbell had rung. She went to the door and opened it, on her doorstep had been a baby in a carrier wrapped in warm blankets, crying. She immediately had a hunch of who the child was and as she knelt to pick up the baby the heavy rain stopped. Wide eyed she had looked up to the sky, the baby in her arms had also stopped crying. She brought the child into her home. She had known it was Annelise's baby, she could see the resemblance to both her and Stephan. As she rocked the child to sleep that night a piece of paper flew out of the blankets that wrapped her.
The message had said: "You promised."
She also noticed something else, the child's blanket had the name 'Anya' stitched into it.
The next morning she took the child over to Stephan hoping to ease his anxiety a bit. however when he opened his door, he looked at the baby in surprise. He also congratulated her. "Ah Crystal, so you had a baby? Good for you! She's a cutie. I wish you two the best of luck." Crystal had been confused, she mentioned Annelise but he looked at her oddly and asked her 'who is that?'
He had friends over that day and he even asked them if they knew who Crystal was referring to. None of them knew who Annelise was. Disturbed Crystal left, as she walked across the street back to her home she looked down at the baby: Anya.
It was years before she could come to terms with what had happened. Annelise had moved on, left her baby with her to care for, and when she made her departure the spell she put on Stephan and the others had broken. This was why none of them remembered her.
HER CHILDHOOD:
Anya had thought her parents' story to be romantic though the ending had been sad. She had never met her father, because he had left town long ago: five years after Ann had vanished. Crystal went on to care for Anya but did not tell her she was half witch. Anya had seemed so normal so she had thought there was nothing wrong with the child. She thought perhaps Anya had not inherited any of her mother's powers. The eight year old did not know her mother being a witch made her half witch--she had yet to understand the idea of inheritance. So this kept her from asking about it.
They had lived together happily until Anya was about 11. In school she was bullied because she 'had no parents,' at first it hadn't mattered to Anya. Crystal had always felt like a mother to her, but the other children continued to pick on her. Especially when she told them she wasn't sure where her parents were, they said 'how can you not know where your parents are? Are you stupid?' Anya withdrew into herself and made no friends.
At home the once bubbly child grew quiet. At dinnertime Crystal tried to talk with her, but she was so reluctant to talk to adopted mother about her problems. Eventually the 11 year old gave in and, in tears, admitted she was being picked on.
Crystal tried to soothe her, and told her there was nothing wrong with the fact that she had no parents. She indeed had a parent, and that was Crystal herself. She reminded Anya that she was blessed to have her as a guardian. She put her to bed that night and told her that the children may have parents, but they must had some insecurities about their parents if they felt the need to pick on others about their parents. "Tell the teacher next time they pick on you." She had told Anya, "Those children need to be punished for their actions. It is not nice to pick on others." Anya had nodded her head.
The next day the same children picked on her and Anya remembered her foster mother's words. However what stuck out to her was what she said about children needing to be punished. Standing there at recess Anya endured another verbal assault by the children, the child who stood out the most was a little boy named Nathaniel--the 'class clown.' She channeled her anger toward him. "My mom says bad children should be punished." Anya had said and her long blonde hair had begun to float in the air. Her eyes turned white.
"Bleed, Tear apart." She had spoke, and as the boy hovered in the air his body was pulled apart by an invisible force. Blood sprayed everywhere.
That was how she discovered she was a witch.
AFTERWARDS...
That incident ruined their peaceful life. Anya could not go to school anymore, police officers were knocking on their door and lawyers had their home phone ringing off the hook. This continued until the mysterious people in black had come, and taken Anya away.
By the age of 14 Anya was placed in the slave shop. At the time they had seemed to want Witches, as if they were in short supply. She was like a rare sight and many masters purchased her. However, Anya had poor control of her powers and would accidentally use them on her masters--which led to her being sent back. Until they created those collars that seal up a being's powers, then her stay with her masters was extended. There was one particular master Anya had been with for a long time from the age of 16 to 18. They called him Lucien, and he had been a cruel man, a demon. He yelled at her, hit her and constantly tied Anya down to the bed and raped her (because she refused to give in like an obedient female).
She had lost her virginity to that man. Him coming into her room at night, tying her down and raping her started to turn into the norm. But she couldn't accept it--how could anyone be so mean? It was too much for the sensitive Anya only wanted a master who she could live comfortably with and would treat her like a human being. This torment had gone on for years like one could have guessed, but it took an ugly turn.
Anya had developed methods to deal with her rapes, lay there quietly and pretend to be somewhere else or someone else. Ignore the fact it was happening to her. After months of brutal rape 'Clara', her other self, was born. It happened when Lucien had come to take her again, Anya had snapped and her personality had changed completely. This time she broke her restraints and attacked him. Her collar broke as well so her powers were unleashed. Lucien was too strong for her so, eventually, she was subdued, and in anger he sent her back. She gladly went back to the shop, anything to be away from him.
Sometime later she discovered she was pregnant, it was brutal because the shop keeper treated her no better. Anya was depressed and had to be medicated constantly to help her mental state. Clara came and went, but the shop keeper refused to waste money on a psychologist for her. Six months into her pregnancy Anya was found with her stomach cut open and the baby removed. Clara had appeared, and in a fit, had removed the baby herself. Anya may have been away from her cruel master, and she could still smile and act gay, but in reality she was not the same. She had memories she could not forget and the bitter Clara was now with her, and she wasn't going anywhere.
Sariyanna :3
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