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 Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2014 11:22 pm
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G i v e n N a m e:: Eliska Fojtik
O t h e r N a m e s:: Ellie
A g e:: Twenty-two
B i r t h d a y:: June 03
O r i g i n:: Cesky Krumlov, Czech Republic
S p e c i e s:: human, cursed
H a i r C o l o u r:: dark auburn, more brown than red
E y e C o l o u r:: dark brown
H e i g h t:: 5'4"
B u i l d:: A very faint hourglass shape, lean limbs and generous curves
S e x u a l i t y:: Straight
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C o l l a r:: Leather, or Chain even
C h a r m s:: Sword, Shield, Book
C o l o u r s:: Gold, Dark Red, Light Blue
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L i k e s::
☑ cold weather
☑ groups of people
☑ speaking her own language
☑ dancing
☑ chocolate ice cream
D i s l i k e s::
☒ fire
☒ being alone
☒ humidity
☒ liars
☒ love
T a l e n t s:: She took violin lessons since she was small and has an innate talent for that. Other than that, she seems to have bad luck, if that could be considered a 'talent'.
Q u i r k s:: Ellie snorts when she laughs, if she really gets going, or if she's drunk. Her fear of fire is great enough she had the fireplace bricked up, before she finally moved out. She likes to touch and be touched, nothing sexual, but contact with another person is comforting for her.
S k i l l s:: No skills, just a curse. Nothing she can manipulate or use to her advantage.
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P e r s o n a l i t y:: Enjoying listening to classical music and drinking - often at the same time - most think Eliska is some rich man's bratty child. Really, she just uses the latter as an escape, while the former keeps her somewhat sane. She still enjoys to laugh, just finds less and less reasons for doing so as time goes on, and hates sad endings in stories. They make her feel like she wasted her time. Industrious and enjoying doing chores just to feel like she was productive for the day, she rarely sits around and does nothing, since it makes her antsy. She isn't a perfectionist, though, and prefers organized chaos to everything being perfectly neat and tidy - then she can't find a thing. Never very social, she prefers the company of a few close friends rather than parties, more of a thinker and dreamer than someone who might take over the world one day.
H i s t o r y:: Eliska was adopted as a child by a wealthy man who did it for a tax write-off. His wife had died when they were young and he was old enough to be the baby's grandfather when she came to live with him. For a while, she received little to no attention from him and had a nanny who was a mother to her. But after a little while the man's curiosity got the best of him and he came into the nursery one afternoon to see how the child whom he'd given his last name to was doing. The shock when she called him 'dada' was palpable, as the nurse had been sure to show the girl pictures of the man and teach her that he was her father. Although she came to know she was adopted, Eliska ever saw the man as anyone but her true father.
From then on, he was as a father should be towards her, spoiling her, taking her places, and teaching her things. He was determined she should be the heir to his business and as she grew older, he began the lessons that she would need to succeed in both business and life. She went to private school, a boarding school for a year, and always excelled in her lessons. Eliska chose to study rather than party and never grew a large base of friendships because of it. But she was content with what she had and attended a college near her father once she graduated. At this point, he was quite old, and she was afraid the day was coming soon that he would die and leave her alone.
He worried about the same thing and so dabbled in unholy magic. He summoned a fire demon, a strong one, and promised Eliska to him if he would make sure she would be successful. She knew nothing of this and only found out when her father called her in to meet the man - tall, with long red hair and bright fiery eyes, tan skin and a smirk that would melt any girl's heart. But her own had already been given to a man she had met in college and she refused the bargain. The fire demon, enraged at the loss of such a pretty girl, struck down her father and cursed Eliska. The black marks run up her feet to her calves, looking like a tattoo, and cause her feel to burn once a month, whenever he chooses.
Intent on owning her, not content with simply punishment, the fire demon began to cause the curse to give her more pain, more often, until some days she lay in bed and could only scream in pain. If she gave herself to him, he would take all the pain away, he promised. As he grew more insistent, and she still refused him, he murdered the man she was in love with when he came to visit her one day. That was two years ago and things have only grown worse. So she decided she needed someone to protect her from the demon, and possibly even break the curse.
So she came to the Hotel, intent on finding one such creature.
Color Me Fubar
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 8:37 pm
ＩxxＷＩＬＬxxＯＢＥＹ !!  True Form┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅ ↘↘XS t a n d a r dXi n f o r m a t i o nXa b o u tXy o u r s e l f
G i v e n N a m e:: Griffyn, self-named.
O t h e r N a m e s:: Gryf, bird-brain, got a better one?
A g e:: Give or take, 500 years of age, but has only received his human form in the last twenty; appears to be mid- to late twenties.
B i r t h d a y:: October 21st, a self-proclaimed birthday after being forced into a human form for the first time.
O r i g i n:: An island near Greece that was forgotten by Father Time.
S p e c i e s:: Griffin
H a i r C o l o u r:: Off-white with two black feathery bits with a mind of their own.
E y e C o l o u r:: Clear, crystal blue like a spring sky.
H e i g h t:: 6' 6" in human form, but is as tall as a clydesdale in his natural form.
B u i l d:: Muscular and fit thanks to years of running around and needing his muscles to fly and gallop. There is serious muscle definition across his entire body, but at the same time he is not so large as to scare people away at first glance.
S e x u a l i t y:: Has never thought about it; Griffin's mate for life and since he has no desire to settle down just yet... He doesn't know.
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C o l l a r:: Leather, but only barely downgraded from Chain.
C h a r m s:: Sword, Shield, Book, Tree, X, Hourglass
C o l o u r s:: Gold, Brown, Dark Red, Light Blue
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L i k e s::
☑ Unprocessed Foods; Natural and fresh food, or things he's hunted himself
☑ Sunshine/Warm Days
☑ Wide open spaces
☑ Fish, they're fun to catch
☑ Reading
☑ New places to explore
☑ Flying/gliding
D i s l i k e s::
☒ Chains, whips; tools of enslavement
☒ Rope nets that are large enough to hold him down
☒ Having his feathers plucked out
☒ Being called "pretty birdy"
☒ Stormy/Wet weather
☒ Pointless harm and destruction
☒ Artificially flavoured foods
☒ Snakes
T a l e n t s:: While he's still relatively new to living as a human, Griffyn has a natural swordsmanship; he can handle any kind of blade (long or small) like he's been doing it all his life. His eyesight is as sharp as an eagles no matter what form he takes, which is handy when you're trying to free hunters. The man can eat - a lot. Most might not see this as a talent, but when you're never sure how often you'll be able to eat in the wild, you eat what you can when you can, and in large amounts.
Q u i r k s:: If Griffyn doesn't like something, he will turn his nose up at it, or act like it doesn't exist. When in his true form, he has an odd habit of fluffing up his feathers to make himself appear larger, but all it does is make him look fluffy and cuddly. Gryf refuses to use cutlery to eat; hands or nothing. Regardless of form, he will only sleep on his stomach.
S k i l l s:: Swordsmanship to rival pirates and military men. His claws have medicinal properties (good luck trying to get one), and while it's never been proven (since he hates his feathers being pulled), Griffin feathers can restore sight to the blind. Can fly for hours on end carrying large loads without getting tired, and Gryf is proud of this skill. He is most protective and deadly in his True Form, and won't hesitate to kill if allowed while in this form. Likewise, while in his True Form, Griffyn can only communicate via telepathy but only if the communicator has proven himself worthy - they must bow before him to show trust, and he must bow in return to form the bond. A forced connection can be made if you drop three drips of blood onto his tongue completely against his will.
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P e r s o n a l i t y:: Griffyn comes off as a bit of an arrogant man, who is angry and violent, but with a history like his one couldn't blame him. Most of the aggression is pent-up rage due to being forced into a human form for slavery reasons, but the rest is because people don't understand him. Griffyn doesn't mean to be rough and angry, it's just the only form of communication he knows will get attention. He has a short fuse when frustrated (which happens far too easily), and will often go off and sulk if things don't go his way. If something doesn't work, he has a tendency to try and break it before trying a different strategy, but gentle teachings will easily rectify that.
Underneath this grumpy, angsty man is a loyal heart. Griffins are a proud, powerful and majestic creature, and with the heart of a lion and the bravery of an eagle, it's not hard to see why he will pledge loyalty to someone that earns his trust. If shown kindness and tolerance for his inexperienced nature, he will show a much gentler and kinder side. While there is this nicer, good-hearted nature underneath the callous exterior, the man is still a wild creature through and through. Passed back and forth over the twenty years since getting his human body, not one Master or Mistress has been able to tame or break the beast. While his attitude has eased off over the last few years, earning him a Leather collar instead of a chain one, he is still the wild, magnificent Griffin that was captured all those years ago.
H i s t o r y:: Born on an island he refuses to name for fear of poachers tracking down the rest of his kin, Griffyn was born in a clutch of three eggs. Whether luck was on his side, or something far more sinister, Griffyn was the strongest chick out of the three. As with all hatchlings it's a fight to survive, and Griffyn fought. Kicking the runt out of the nest (a common practise amongst even normal birds of prey), it was down to his other sibling and himself. While he did try to commandeer full attention from his parents, in the end his sibling grew stronger and the two refused to fight for dominance - they recognised each others will to survive and managed to co-exist easily. Having a partner in crime while growing up turned out to be quite fun for Griffyn, and he enjoyed having a twin, if you will.
Leaving the nest after all his downy feathers had molted away, Griffyn didn't have much to worry about as he aged and matured. The island they called home was a land utterly forgotten by time, and had many lakes and forests to hunt and hide in. The Griffins and Hippogriffs weren't the only mythical and majestic creatures on the island, but Gryf's secretive nature refuses to reveal what other beings he shared his homeland with. Old trees that long stopped growing were used as training dummies for the growing Griffins, and the deep lakes on the island were fantastic for diving and fishing practise. While it was never thought that they would leave the island, the alpha creatures planned for any event, and made sure the knowledge was passed along to each generation.
Time passed simply and easily for the first three-hundred years of Griffyn's life, and the hatchlings that grew up as he did all began to go off and find their life-mates. Gryf, being a very solitary creature, cared not for finding a mate, but focussed on becoming a protector. The creature didn't want his homeland to be invaded by anything that would tear them all apart, so the proud creature practised long and hard until the elders found him to be an asset to their defences. But barely a year after making it into the highly prestigious ranks to join the elders, Griffin found himself tested. A boat came one day to explore the unknown island. The high cliffs were the best defence for the island, the access to the mainland almost impossible for those who couldn't fly, but the griffin defenders found themselves stunned by the strong will of the small, skinny folk with the colourful skin. They didn't know it was humans trying to explore and map the unknown region, and therefore it didn't stop Griffyn from attacking the weak, fleshy creatures as they made their way (surprisingly) over the steep cliffs.
Griffyn fought hard with his comrades to scare away the funny, featherless folk, and at one point they were sure that victory was theirs. Unfortunately, instead of scaring off the odd beings, they returned with a large net to try and capture one of them. The older griffins easily fought off the nets, but Griffyn was younger and had grown weaker as the battle had drawn out. He was an easy target, and the worst happened. Dragged away from his clan, the creature found himself upon a ship, and carted off to the mainland of Greece. For 150 years the creature was kept as a pet for those with magical skills and the right amount of gold, but the constant mauling of Masters wasn't good for slave trade, and after Griffyn killed his tenth Master, a warlock took him in. Without a second thought for what it would do to the creatures sanity, the warlock easily conjured up a potion to forever change Griffyn. Forcing the creature to drink it, the liquid forced a new form upon the being, a human form, and life became much more bleak for the creature.
Spending five years with the warlock, Griffyn gave himself a name, and had to learn how to talk, walk and live like a human. While he still tried to kill the warlock, it wasn't until Gryf had proved he could function as a human that he was given the ability to switch forms... and promptly killed the warlock. From there, the creature was sent far away to a Hotel that sold slaves, and has spent the last fifteen years going back and forth, never being able to change into his Griffin form thanks to the collar around his neck. It's only been in the last few years that the collar has changed from a Chain to a Leather one, but that's only because Griffyn has stopped killing his owners since it has become a pointless act of aggression, and he no longer wishes to harm unless there is good reason. He'd much rather have something or someone to protect now, to give himself meaning.
N o i r Wafflesaurus
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