Post by Sel & Talon on Dec 21, 2007 20:19:09 GMT -5
Character's name: Selena Tyran
Nicknames: Sel [preferred]
Species: human
Gender: Female
Age and birthdate: 11/August 4th 1839
Physical appearance (2-3 paragraphs):
Sel's build isn't exactly strong and muscular-looking type. Her frame is rather frail-looking, but her long legs and arms help her greatly while running - which she does most of the time. She loves to run and race. Her eyes are clear blue and fitted fittingly in an almond-shaped eye. Her skin is quite smooth other than a few freckles and rough little lines.
She has blonde-colored hair that is a bit longer than her shoulders. The hair's color is quite bright and bouncy. It is sometimes curled, straightened, or just plain messy. She often wears colors other than brown, yellow, or orange. She usually dresses spiffy or neutral. She sometimes wears a silver necklace and she loves wearing blue.
She is quite strong due to all of her running and fishing, although she has a wiry frame and is still easy to beat.
Special abilities:
-ability to run quickly
-ability to fish superbly
-ability to swim superbly
Likes:
-Chocolate
-her daemon
-Chocolatl
-fishing
Dislikes:
-peas
-snobbish people
-ocean
-arguing
Fears: Monkeys
Interests: She likes any animal other than monkeys/gorillas/anything of the sort. Her interest is zoology.
Personality (2-3 paragraphs):
Whilst Sel can be quite friendly and nice to people she trusts and knows, her instinct is always rude and "spitting" to people who she utterly does not trust. She can come quite vicious when it comes to dealing with people like this.
Since Sel is always on the run, she is quite frail. She is not a wimp as she is brave and will take her a bit for her to back down, but she is easy to beat up. She has a fierce courage and it will take her a while for her to back down. She is normally disobedient and likes to do adventures, although she is nearly always careful of her surroundings. If something is even half dangerous, she doesn't do it.
She doesn't take much risks, although she will be careless if people dare her.
Daemon's name: Talon
Species (your daemon's favorite form): vulture
Gender: Male
Appearance (2-3 paragraphs, picture is optional):
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Talon usually takes shape of a snow leopard - sometimes a snow leopard cub. When in this form, he has white-grayish fur. He has dark black spots embedded into his fur. Talon has soft, smooth white-gray fur. Most of the time it is rumpled by the wind when he runs alongside Sel, but it could also be sleeked back and shined when he is presented to someone of high rank.
His claws are long and sharp, no longer what animal form he is. That is why he is named Talon, for his sharp claws. His snow leopard paws are hard and could pound easily in the snow. His thick fur could survive in cold weather and could warm Sel up.
When sneaking, he is usually found as a small insect - mainly a fly or a silverfish.
In all shapes he has silver eyes.
Personality (2-3 paragraphs):
Talon is much like Sel, although at the same time he is different. He is careful and most of the times warns Sel if the task is dangerous or not. He is outgoing and brave, although he knows what is best and less risk-taking then Sel herself. Talon gets in much fights with Sel, but they soon "make up" shortly afterwards.
Talon is sometimes short-tempered, although he tries his best to stay calm and patient. He makes sure that whatever Sel is doing is safe and completely okay, although he is careless and willing if another person/daemon taunts them to be cowards. Talon will do anything if it is absolutely mandatory. He will fight and take risks if it means to save lives.
History (optional): Yay! Optional. =]
Family lineage:
Mother - unknown/deceased
Father - Crabb [real name Crey] Tyran [unknown if deceased]
Grandmother - unknown
Grandfather - unknown
Grandmother - Freddi Tyran
Grandfather - Tyson Tyran
Sister - deceased, Rena
History (6-8 paragraphs):
On the day of August 4th, 1839 was a birth of a child. The mother was covered up in a cloak and the only sounds that escaped her were loud wails and screams. The child was born. A pearly-colored female baby with tufts of blonde hair sprouting from her nearly bald head. Selena Tyran was the name of the child, and resting on her infant shoulder was the tiniest little animal you can ever imagine, yet it was not an insect. It was a mere tiny little animal that was halfway between transforming. Some sort of snow leopard-ish bird. The daemon had trouble transforming as both the mother and Selena were weak.
The mother soon died of childbirth, but that was an hour after Sel Tyran's birth. She had weakly staggered over to her husband's small cottage where she tumbled into his arms and thrust the blonde baby into his arms.
The father of Selena was Crabb Tyran, a poor fisherman in the east. He had a specialty of boiling crab, thus giving him his nickname - Crabb. Crabb's real name was Crey.
When the mother died, Selena was brought into Crabb's care. The man had a hard time bringing up the child . He had to pay quite a lot for a nearby woman to nurse and feed the baby. Crabb soon started calling Selena Selly.
Sel grew up in only her father's care. Crabb taught his daughter all about fishing and crab fishing. They ran around a few miles often, as Crabb loved to run. Sel soon adapted to his habit of running, and both of them adapted to running together. They ran, they fished, and they lived. One thing Crabb did though, was never tell Sel about her mother. He always avoided it, every time when Sel asked he always will make an excuse to go to the bathroom or retrieve the crabs from the boat.
Crabb taught Sel everything he knew, but when Sel hit age eight he had to go on a faraway fishing trip with some of his old friends from the middle east. He knew Sel was old enough to survive on her own for a few years, he knew he had to trust her someday, so he set off without a word.
Sel actually never saw her father leave. She knew about the trip, but she didn't see him leave. Thus she had to live with only Talon, her daemon, and herself in the old cottage. She went to find information on her mother, trying to find even the name of her. She rampaged through the cottage looking for scraps of paper or anything of the sort. She looked for evidence of Crabb and her mother's relationship. She found none.
Sel lived alone and traveled alone. She always went faraway, taking the boat out for a month to a busy city, or one of her favorites - Oxford. She loved the colleges, running in the shadows and eating stale bread and broiled crabs. She barely ever returned back home. She always traveled and slept in her boat, sometimes in a person's cottage. She loved to explore the ocean and rivers - anywhere she can fish for food and float int he river on her boat. She took up her father's legacy.
Two years after her father's leaving, Sel began to doubt that her father was alive. She always thought that he was just having a great time fishing, broiling crabs, running, and hunting in the forests of the middle east. She always thought that he was just having much fun and just wanted to stay there longer.
Sel's only comfort was running, fishing, and watching the night skies. She lived on her own and stayed on her own. She still waits for her father, but at the same time, she's going into a whole new life with her daemon.
Role-play sample (2-3 paragraphs):
From Virtual Hogwarts:
The girl was carrying a white box, with steam coming out of the edges. The aroma - one sniff - and you'll love it (unless you don't like pie). It was some sort of sweet, cinnamon apple smell. It smelled delicious and the steam felt warm and hot. The cinnamon apple aroma waved the path behind the girl as she continued to walk forward. Suddenly she stopped and turned to her left and opened her mouth to sing loudly.
"IT'S PIE ON THE GO, IT'S PIE ON THE GO!" the Ravenclaw girl half laughed, half sang. She lifted the white box and flapped open the...flap. A sudden burst of hot apple cinnamon smell came from the white box. The smell waved around the corridor. The girl inhaled the delicious smell.
"PIE ON THE GO, PIE ON THE GO!" she yelled out, as to show her enthusiasm. The girl was wearing a white shirt with a blue stripe surrounding the middle. She wore faded blue capris. The girl let out a soft laugh. Setting the pie down on the ground, she took out a knife that was placed deep inside the white box. She took it out and cut the pie into even slices. The magic of the pie made the knife cut it evenly into 6 pieces.
"Anyone want pie?' the girl called out, shaking her head to show her excited enthusiasm. "It's delicious, apple cinnamon! PIE ON THE GO, PIE ON THE GO!" she sang out loud eagerly. The Ravenclaw first year wasn't advertising at all - she was...well...helping. She was trying to show how delightfully WONDERFUL pie was.
Is the girl suceeding?
Well, let's find out.
Tari Anken slowly brought up the white box filled with equally cut apple cinnamon pie.
Why is this girl doing this?
Is she mad?
Is she OBSESSED with pie?
All these questions are quite unnecessary.
Why is this girl doing this?:
Tari Anken was doing this for the heck of it! She loved pie, and she wanted to show it to the world!
Is she mad?:
Well, if you put it that way then yes.
Is she obsessed with pie?:
Mmm, pretty much yeah.
Tari looked half upset, but a playful smile was still fixed on her face. She closed the box, and called out one last time.
"PIE ON THE GO, PIE ON THE GO!"
Probably they'll come later. she thought. It is just pie.
She leaned her back against the wall after slumping down to the floor. The white box was right next to her.
She was doing this because she needed socializing (well that's what her older brother said.)
The Ravenclaw girl waited patiently for someone to show up...she needed to talk to someone (if they got pie or not!)
Custom title:
Celebrity claim: Skyler Samuels
Previous roles you have played: Tari Anken on TTT and VH
Code word (Will be modified by staff after acception): muffin
Other:
Nicknames: Sel [preferred]
Species: human
Gender: Female
Age and birthdate: 11/August 4th 1839
Physical appearance (2-3 paragraphs):
Sel's build isn't exactly strong and muscular-looking type. Her frame is rather frail-looking, but her long legs and arms help her greatly while running - which she does most of the time. She loves to run and race. Her eyes are clear blue and fitted fittingly in an almond-shaped eye. Her skin is quite smooth other than a few freckles and rough little lines.
She has blonde-colored hair that is a bit longer than her shoulders. The hair's color is quite bright and bouncy. It is sometimes curled, straightened, or just plain messy. She often wears colors other than brown, yellow, or orange. She usually dresses spiffy or neutral. She sometimes wears a silver necklace and she loves wearing blue.
She is quite strong due to all of her running and fishing, although she has a wiry frame and is still easy to beat.
Special abilities:
-ability to run quickly
-ability to fish superbly
-ability to swim superbly
Likes:
-Chocolate
-her daemon
-Chocolatl
-fishing
Dislikes:
-peas
-snobbish people
-ocean
-arguing
Fears: Monkeys
Interests: She likes any animal other than monkeys/gorillas/anything of the sort. Her interest is zoology.
Personality (2-3 paragraphs):
Whilst Sel can be quite friendly and nice to people she trusts and knows, her instinct is always rude and "spitting" to people who she utterly does not trust. She can come quite vicious when it comes to dealing with people like this.
Since Sel is always on the run, she is quite frail. She is not a wimp as she is brave and will take her a bit for her to back down, but she is easy to beat up. She has a fierce courage and it will take her a while for her to back down. She is normally disobedient and likes to do adventures, although she is nearly always careful of her surroundings. If something is even half dangerous, she doesn't do it.
She doesn't take much risks, although she will be careless if people dare her.
Daemon's name: Talon
Species (your daemon's favorite form): vulture
Gender: Male
Appearance (2-3 paragraphs, picture is optional):
-x-
Talon usually takes shape of a snow leopard - sometimes a snow leopard cub. When in this form, he has white-grayish fur. He has dark black spots embedded into his fur. Talon has soft, smooth white-gray fur. Most of the time it is rumpled by the wind when he runs alongside Sel, but it could also be sleeked back and shined when he is presented to someone of high rank.
His claws are long and sharp, no longer what animal form he is. That is why he is named Talon, for his sharp claws. His snow leopard paws are hard and could pound easily in the snow. His thick fur could survive in cold weather and could warm Sel up.
When sneaking, he is usually found as a small insect - mainly a fly or a silverfish.
In all shapes he has silver eyes.
Personality (2-3 paragraphs):
Talon is much like Sel, although at the same time he is different. He is careful and most of the times warns Sel if the task is dangerous or not. He is outgoing and brave, although he knows what is best and less risk-taking then Sel herself. Talon gets in much fights with Sel, but they soon "make up" shortly afterwards.
Talon is sometimes short-tempered, although he tries his best to stay calm and patient. He makes sure that whatever Sel is doing is safe and completely okay, although he is careless and willing if another person/daemon taunts them to be cowards. Talon will do anything if it is absolutely mandatory. He will fight and take risks if it means to save lives.
History (optional): Yay! Optional. =]
Family lineage:
Mother - unknown/deceased
Father - Crabb [real name Crey] Tyran [unknown if deceased]
Grandmother - unknown
Grandfather - unknown
Grandmother - Freddi Tyran
Grandfather - Tyson Tyran
Sister - deceased, Rena
History (6-8 paragraphs):
On the day of August 4th, 1839 was a birth of a child. The mother was covered up in a cloak and the only sounds that escaped her were loud wails and screams. The child was born. A pearly-colored female baby with tufts of blonde hair sprouting from her nearly bald head. Selena Tyran was the name of the child, and resting on her infant shoulder was the tiniest little animal you can ever imagine, yet it was not an insect. It was a mere tiny little animal that was halfway between transforming. Some sort of snow leopard-ish bird. The daemon had trouble transforming as both the mother and Selena were weak.
The mother soon died of childbirth, but that was an hour after Sel Tyran's birth. She had weakly staggered over to her husband's small cottage where she tumbled into his arms and thrust the blonde baby into his arms.
The father of Selena was Crabb Tyran, a poor fisherman in the east. He had a specialty of boiling crab, thus giving him his nickname - Crabb. Crabb's real name was Crey.
When the mother died, Selena was brought into Crabb's care. The man had a hard time bringing up the child . He had to pay quite a lot for a nearby woman to nurse and feed the baby. Crabb soon started calling Selena Selly.
Sel grew up in only her father's care. Crabb taught his daughter all about fishing and crab fishing. They ran around a few miles often, as Crabb loved to run. Sel soon adapted to his habit of running, and both of them adapted to running together. They ran, they fished, and they lived. One thing Crabb did though, was never tell Sel about her mother. He always avoided it, every time when Sel asked he always will make an excuse to go to the bathroom or retrieve the crabs from the boat.
Crabb taught Sel everything he knew, but when Sel hit age eight he had to go on a faraway fishing trip with some of his old friends from the middle east. He knew Sel was old enough to survive on her own for a few years, he knew he had to trust her someday, so he set off without a word.
Sel actually never saw her father leave. She knew about the trip, but she didn't see him leave. Thus she had to live with only Talon, her daemon, and herself in the old cottage. She went to find information on her mother, trying to find even the name of her. She rampaged through the cottage looking for scraps of paper or anything of the sort. She looked for evidence of Crabb and her mother's relationship. She found none.
Sel lived alone and traveled alone. She always went faraway, taking the boat out for a month to a busy city, or one of her favorites - Oxford. She loved the colleges, running in the shadows and eating stale bread and broiled crabs. She barely ever returned back home. She always traveled and slept in her boat, sometimes in a person's cottage. She loved to explore the ocean and rivers - anywhere she can fish for food and float int he river on her boat. She took up her father's legacy.
Two years after her father's leaving, Sel began to doubt that her father was alive. She always thought that he was just having a great time fishing, broiling crabs, running, and hunting in the forests of the middle east. She always thought that he was just having much fun and just wanted to stay there longer.
Sel's only comfort was running, fishing, and watching the night skies. She lived on her own and stayed on her own. She still waits for her father, but at the same time, she's going into a whole new life with her daemon.
Role-play sample (2-3 paragraphs):
From Virtual Hogwarts:
The girl was carrying a white box, with steam coming out of the edges. The aroma - one sniff - and you'll love it (unless you don't like pie). It was some sort of sweet, cinnamon apple smell. It smelled delicious and the steam felt warm and hot. The cinnamon apple aroma waved the path behind the girl as she continued to walk forward. Suddenly she stopped and turned to her left and opened her mouth to sing loudly.
"IT'S PIE ON THE GO, IT'S PIE ON THE GO!" the Ravenclaw girl half laughed, half sang. She lifted the white box and flapped open the...flap. A sudden burst of hot apple cinnamon smell came from the white box. The smell waved around the corridor. The girl inhaled the delicious smell.
"PIE ON THE GO, PIE ON THE GO!" she yelled out, as to show her enthusiasm. The girl was wearing a white shirt with a blue stripe surrounding the middle. She wore faded blue capris. The girl let out a soft laugh. Setting the pie down on the ground, she took out a knife that was placed deep inside the white box. She took it out and cut the pie into even slices. The magic of the pie made the knife cut it evenly into 6 pieces.
"Anyone want pie?' the girl called out, shaking her head to show her excited enthusiasm. "It's delicious, apple cinnamon! PIE ON THE GO, PIE ON THE GO!" she sang out loud eagerly. The Ravenclaw first year wasn't advertising at all - she was...well...helping. She was trying to show how delightfully WONDERFUL pie was.
Is the girl suceeding?
Well, let's find out.
Tari Anken slowly brought up the white box filled with equally cut apple cinnamon pie.
Why is this girl doing this?
Is she mad?
Is she OBSESSED with pie?
All these questions are quite unnecessary.
Why is this girl doing this?:
Tari Anken was doing this for the heck of it! She loved pie, and she wanted to show it to the world!
Is she mad?:
Well, if you put it that way then yes.
Is she obsessed with pie?:
Mmm, pretty much yeah.
Tari looked half upset, but a playful smile was still fixed on her face. She closed the box, and called out one last time.
"PIE ON THE GO, PIE ON THE GO!"
Probably they'll come later. she thought. It is just pie.
She leaned her back against the wall after slumping down to the floor. The white box was right next to her.
She was doing this because she needed socializing (well that's what her older brother said.)
The Ravenclaw girl waited patiently for someone to show up...she needed to talk to someone (if they got pie or not!)
Custom title:
Celebrity claim: Skyler Samuels
Previous roles you have played: Tari Anken on TTT and VH
Code word (Will be modified by staff after acception): muffin
Other:
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