Post by Ködanai Zsarátnok on Dec 21, 2007 21:26:45 GMT -5
Character's name: Ködanai
Nicknames: Ani
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age and birthdate: 13// August 12, 1841
Physical appearance:
Ködanai is a slim, tall girl who weighs merely 128 pounds. Her feet are slightly too large for, like a puppy who's ears are to big. Her skin is light-colored and smooth, cream colored and without a blemish. She has no freckles, and her lips are large and naturally red, for a pretty effect. Her fingers are long, perfect for playing piano. Her long nails are almost always painted dark red. Ködanai has light eyebrows/eyelashes that are a lightish shade of blonde.
Ködanai's eyes are a seafoam blue color, flecked with gray and rimmed with black. They are large and innocent, bright and happy most of the time. Ködanai's eyes reflect her personality, and allow her emotions to be read like an open book. Her eyes sometimes change colors, turning a light, misty grey. Ködanai literally means "Mist"
Ködanai's hair is long and curly, sort of crimped more than curls. It is a light shade of blone, with gold and brown natural highlights. It reaches to her waist and seems browner in the sun. It frams her heart-shaped face perfectly, and covers her slightly over-large ears.
Special abilities: Flight, and her daemon can be seperared from her.
Likes:
+ Chocolate
+ Flying
+ Hunting
+ Reading
+ Writing
+ Snow
Dislikes:
+ Fire
+ Bears
+ Darkness
+ Being Alone
+ Abandonment
Fears:
+ Fire
+ Losing close ones
+ Spiders
+ Snakes
+ Anything with more or less than four legs
Interests:
+ Reading
+Wanadering
+ Flying
+ Talking
Personality (2-3 paragraphs):
Ködanai is a strange girl, personality-wise. She seems a little too shy, too distant. In this people misunderstand her, interpreting her shyness for the apparent lack of likeness to human contact. Ködanai is actually a very sweet girl once you get to know her, a little shy, a little stubborn. She hides her fears from the world, and in that becomes a small person who wishes to not be hurt. Someone who had suffered great pain and is striving to ignore it.
Once you get past her first appearance, she is a nice girl to be around. She loves to argue, mostly when she knows she's wrong and wants to know if the other person would change thier view. Ködanai is prone to resort to very mean sarcasm, and has a great view of irony. Sometimes she uses it to acheive wah she belives "fun", but a very crude and mean version of the word. She mostly does that only to enemies, but messing around with friends also.
Ködanai is fiercely loyal to her friends, somewhat over-protective at times. As said above, she is very mean to her enemies. Friends are radically different to her; special. She treats then very well, though sometimes allows herself to be stepped all over and sometimes treating them unlike how they should be. She seems to be too trustworthy, trusting anyone who feels ready to get to know her. She hold hardly any secrets. Ködanai is very nearly always happy and smiling, though occasionally be seen moping around in her memories.
Daemon's name: Arainyea
Species (your daemon's favorite form): Wolf, Black cat
Gender: Male
Appearance (2-3 paragraphs, picture is optional):
Arainyea is an unsettled daemon, his young age allowing him the ability to change into any form he desires. As he grows older, Arainyea will slowly lose that ability. But for now, he favors two forms above all--The black cat, and the wolf.
As a cat, Arainyea is larger than any normal house-cat. Pitch-black with not a speck of white, the only color being the piercing yellow eyes--the color of the stars. He is a master of staying in the shadows, soft footfalls, and is large and brawny. Arainyea is more than a match for battle--with other cats daemons, that is. Even with his rather large size and sharp claws, he doesn't stand much of a chance against larger daemons such as wolves and big cats. Though, as with all his forms, Arainyea's cat form has large bat-like black wings.
As a wolf, Arainyea is a soft silver color. It shines and shimmers in the moonlight--making him look a little like a spirit animal rather than a living, breathing, creature. He's slim and lithe, with ice-blue eyes and thorn-sharp teeth and claws. His fur is thick and soft, the silver tinted slightly with black. This form also has wings, bu large feathery white wings.
Personality (2-3 paragraphs):
Arainyea's personalty is a bit like Ködanai's, wherein he's not exactly what he seems. He's not a very playful daemon, preffering to sit quietly and watch the other daemons. Understanding and happy-go-lucky, he helps Ködanai through her worst problems.
Arainyea can go far from his human, but usually prefers to stay close. He strives to protect her from any form of harm, most likely because he hates pain and will do anything to prevent it. He is not quick to trust, unlike Ködanai, and hardly even trusts the ones he knows.
History: ((See Ködanai's))
Family lineage:
Mother--Zzápora(D)
Father--Darren(D)
Grandmother--Unknown
Grandfater--Unknown
History (6-8 paragraphs):
It was an unusually cold day in the far out reaches of the East, when a young girl was born. She was from a long line of witch's, from a coven far from the city of Oxford. It was called Fényesség, meaning "Flame". For that is what the coven was born from, and with it, end.
Ködanai was born in August, under the light of the Holdtölte, or literally "Full Moon. It was a cold and misty night, unusual for this month. Which is why she was given the name Ködanai, Child of the Mist.
Ködanai and Arainyea were wild and curious, sticking thier noses in places they did not belong. Ködanai learned to fly like her mother, and they learned telekenesis themselves. As a witch she knew she'd live a long time, as her mom did. By this time her mother was around 129 years old, yet still as beautiful as if she was a young woman of 20. Eavesdropping was how she heard exactly how old her mother was, and that her father was long dead.
She was only nine when it happened. The roaring hot July summer pressed on, and it was only a matter of time. It was small at first, only containing a bit of the forest roots. But it grew--and grew--until the coven knew they could no longer turn a blind eye to the danger. They tried as hard as they could--but no amount of water could contain the raging inferno. Many were lost that day--including Ködanai's mother. She was sitting with her mother's daemon at the time, and knew what had happened when it dissapeared in a puff of smoke Arainyea in his cat form had been soaring over the forest, trying to see who had survived. But soon it became too big, and they both flew away.
Ködanai and Arainyea traveled a long time, and they finally found Oxford after a month of searching. The witch's found her, recognizing her for who she was, and took her in. She's been there ever since, never knowing whether anyone else from the Fényesség had survived.
Soon she heard of the prophecy--and the girl they were attempting to hunt down. It was her personal mission to make sure, the girl, (Whoever she was) was safe and happy if they ever found her. It seemed the proper thing to do for such a moajorly important task. If only she could capture the girl herself...
Role-play sample (2-3 paragraphs):
((Other site))
Savhanna wheeled her red bike into the bike rack, and kneeled down to lock it in. 7-21-9.. she plugged in her bike-lock combination and pulled her backpack over her shoulder. She leaned up against her bike and pulled the helmet off her head. She wiped a drop of sweat off her forehead and loosed the pony from her golden-red hair. Savhanna ran her fingers through it to untangle any knots, and put the black pony around her wrist.
She walked towards the school, surprised at how little people were there already...hardly any kids walked through the large halls. She looked up at the darkening sky and sighed. Rain. Again. Will the weather ever be nice to her? She smiled slightly at how warm she was, as a werewolf any drop of moisture would simply evaporate on contact. As if answering her, it began to rain.
Dripping and warm, Savhanna slunk down the hallway. More people began to arrive, and now she was being pushed back and forth by a wave of people. She felt only a few bodies as hot as herself, and she resisted the urge to talk to those complete strangers. The bell hadn't rung yet, so she sat on a bench and began to read
Custom title:
Celebrity claim: Taylor Swift
Previous roles you have played: Um, none?
Code word (Will be modified by staff after acception): muffins
Other: Witch
((All the other languages are Hungarian, if you wanted to know =D))
Nicknames: Ani
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age and birthdate: 13// August 12, 1841
Physical appearance:
Ködanai is a slim, tall girl who weighs merely 128 pounds. Her feet are slightly too large for, like a puppy who's ears are to big. Her skin is light-colored and smooth, cream colored and without a blemish. She has no freckles, and her lips are large and naturally red, for a pretty effect. Her fingers are long, perfect for playing piano. Her long nails are almost always painted dark red. Ködanai has light eyebrows/eyelashes that are a lightish shade of blonde.
Ködanai's eyes are a seafoam blue color, flecked with gray and rimmed with black. They are large and innocent, bright and happy most of the time. Ködanai's eyes reflect her personality, and allow her emotions to be read like an open book. Her eyes sometimes change colors, turning a light, misty grey. Ködanai literally means "Mist"
Ködanai's hair is long and curly, sort of crimped more than curls. It is a light shade of blone, with gold and brown natural highlights. It reaches to her waist and seems browner in the sun. It frams her heart-shaped face perfectly, and covers her slightly over-large ears.
Special abilities: Flight, and her daemon can be seperared from her.
Likes:
+ Chocolate
+ Flying
+ Hunting
+ Reading
+ Writing
+ Snow
Dislikes:
+ Fire
+ Bears
+ Darkness
+ Being Alone
+ Abandonment
Fears:
+ Fire
+ Losing close ones
+ Spiders
+ Snakes
+ Anything with more or less than four legs
Interests:
+ Reading
+Wanadering
+ Flying
+ Talking
Personality (2-3 paragraphs):
Ködanai is a strange girl, personality-wise. She seems a little too shy, too distant. In this people misunderstand her, interpreting her shyness for the apparent lack of likeness to human contact. Ködanai is actually a very sweet girl once you get to know her, a little shy, a little stubborn. She hides her fears from the world, and in that becomes a small person who wishes to not be hurt. Someone who had suffered great pain and is striving to ignore it.
Once you get past her first appearance, she is a nice girl to be around. She loves to argue, mostly when she knows she's wrong and wants to know if the other person would change thier view. Ködanai is prone to resort to very mean sarcasm, and has a great view of irony. Sometimes she uses it to acheive wah she belives "fun", but a very crude and mean version of the word. She mostly does that only to enemies, but messing around with friends also.
Ködanai is fiercely loyal to her friends, somewhat over-protective at times. As said above, she is very mean to her enemies. Friends are radically different to her; special. She treats then very well, though sometimes allows herself to be stepped all over and sometimes treating them unlike how they should be. She seems to be too trustworthy, trusting anyone who feels ready to get to know her. She hold hardly any secrets. Ködanai is very nearly always happy and smiling, though occasionally be seen moping around in her memories.
Daemon's name: Arainyea
Species (your daemon's favorite form): Wolf, Black cat
Gender: Male
Appearance (2-3 paragraphs, picture is optional):
Arainyea is an unsettled daemon, his young age allowing him the ability to change into any form he desires. As he grows older, Arainyea will slowly lose that ability. But for now, he favors two forms above all--The black cat, and the wolf.
As a cat, Arainyea is larger than any normal house-cat. Pitch-black with not a speck of white, the only color being the piercing yellow eyes--the color of the stars. He is a master of staying in the shadows, soft footfalls, and is large and brawny. Arainyea is more than a match for battle--with other cats daemons, that is. Even with his rather large size and sharp claws, he doesn't stand much of a chance against larger daemons such as wolves and big cats. Though, as with all his forms, Arainyea's cat form has large bat-like black wings.
As a wolf, Arainyea is a soft silver color. It shines and shimmers in the moonlight--making him look a little like a spirit animal rather than a living, breathing, creature. He's slim and lithe, with ice-blue eyes and thorn-sharp teeth and claws. His fur is thick and soft, the silver tinted slightly with black. This form also has wings, bu large feathery white wings.
Personality (2-3 paragraphs):
Arainyea's personalty is a bit like Ködanai's, wherein he's not exactly what he seems. He's not a very playful daemon, preffering to sit quietly and watch the other daemons. Understanding and happy-go-lucky, he helps Ködanai through her worst problems.
Arainyea can go far from his human, but usually prefers to stay close. He strives to protect her from any form of harm, most likely because he hates pain and will do anything to prevent it. He is not quick to trust, unlike Ködanai, and hardly even trusts the ones he knows.
History: ((See Ködanai's))
Family lineage:
Mother--Zzápora(D)
Father--Darren(D)
Grandmother--Unknown
Grandfater--Unknown
History (6-8 paragraphs):
It was an unusually cold day in the far out reaches of the East, when a young girl was born. She was from a long line of witch's, from a coven far from the city of Oxford. It was called Fényesség, meaning "Flame". For that is what the coven was born from, and with it, end.
Ködanai was born in August, under the light of the Holdtölte, or literally "Full Moon. It was a cold and misty night, unusual for this month. Which is why she was given the name Ködanai, Child of the Mist.
Ködanai and Arainyea were wild and curious, sticking thier noses in places they did not belong. Ködanai learned to fly like her mother, and they learned telekenesis themselves. As a witch she knew she'd live a long time, as her mom did. By this time her mother was around 129 years old, yet still as beautiful as if she was a young woman of 20. Eavesdropping was how she heard exactly how old her mother was, and that her father was long dead.
She was only nine when it happened. The roaring hot July summer pressed on, and it was only a matter of time. It was small at first, only containing a bit of the forest roots. But it grew--and grew--until the coven knew they could no longer turn a blind eye to the danger. They tried as hard as they could--but no amount of water could contain the raging inferno. Many were lost that day--including Ködanai's mother. She was sitting with her mother's daemon at the time, and knew what had happened when it dissapeared in a puff of smoke Arainyea in his cat form had been soaring over the forest, trying to see who had survived. But soon it became too big, and they both flew away.
Ködanai and Arainyea traveled a long time, and they finally found Oxford after a month of searching. The witch's found her, recognizing her for who she was, and took her in. She's been there ever since, never knowing whether anyone else from the Fényesség had survived.
Soon she heard of the prophecy--and the girl they were attempting to hunt down. It was her personal mission to make sure, the girl, (Whoever she was) was safe and happy if they ever found her. It seemed the proper thing to do for such a moajorly important task. If only she could capture the girl herself...
Role-play sample (2-3 paragraphs):
((Other site))
Savhanna wheeled her red bike into the bike rack, and kneeled down to lock it in. 7-21-9.. she plugged in her bike-lock combination and pulled her backpack over her shoulder. She leaned up against her bike and pulled the helmet off her head. She wiped a drop of sweat off her forehead and loosed the pony from her golden-red hair. Savhanna ran her fingers through it to untangle any knots, and put the black pony around her wrist.
She walked towards the school, surprised at how little people were there already...hardly any kids walked through the large halls. She looked up at the darkening sky and sighed. Rain. Again. Will the weather ever be nice to her? She smiled slightly at how warm she was, as a werewolf any drop of moisture would simply evaporate on contact. As if answering her, it began to rain.
Dripping and warm, Savhanna slunk down the hallway. More people began to arrive, and now she was being pushed back and forth by a wave of people. She felt only a few bodies as hot as herself, and she resisted the urge to talk to those complete strangers. The bell hadn't rung yet, so she sat on a bench and began to read
Custom title:
[move]We could be a beautiful, miracle, unbelievable, instead I'm just invisible...[/move]Celebrity claim: Taylor Swift
Previous roles you have played: Um, none?
Code word (Will be modified by staff after acception): muffins
Other: Witch
((All the other languages are Hungarian, if you wanted to know =D))
