Post by Scyla on May 10, 2011 1:53:30 GMT -5
The Basics
Name: Scyla
Nicknames: Unseen Death
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: Sometime in 64 AD, her exact birthdate remains to be found.
Age: 6,727 years old.
Sexuality: Straight
Clan: Loner, however her species is know to band together in order to reach common goals.
Appearence: If you where to look at her, you would notice a very reptilian looking rooster at first, followed by the realization that you where slowly turning to stone. She has a crest of feathers atop her head, which rest in a regal manner behind her comb. Soft feathers cover her breast and form into two large featherey wings. She is super bright in coloration, so as to draw in the attention of her victims. She has a long, thick reptilian tail, that is used to smash her victims to peices after they have fully turned to stone.
Abilities: Turning people to stone when they look at her, causing instant death when looked in the eye, or when breathing on a victim.
Play-By: Lady Gaga
Personality
Personality:
Scyla is regal, she holds herself in high regard. She is the founding member of her species, and takes it upon herself to ensure its survival. She is quick to anger, and will unleash her full wrath on those who appear obstinate. She doesn't usually take sides, but her love of gold leaves her easily persuaded. She finds herself to be the most beautiful of creatures, and is therefore very vain.
She loves looking into reflective surfaces, and is often entranced by them. It is a far fetched myth that staring at such things kill them, they can control their powers. She hates all humans, and will kill any that dare stare in her direction. She spends a good part of her day preening her feathers and picking her scales. She is well known among her species as the bringers of their kind into the world, for she aides in their creation by cutting deals with toads who sit upon the eggs of roosters she has already bargained with.
Likes: Roman Culture, Literature, Reflective objects, gold, parlor tricks
Dislikes: humans, unnecessary confrontation, people who try to trick her, anyone who says she is ugly
The Past
Family: Her mother has long since past, and she never knew the hen who laid her egg. Her 'father' per say was a toad who sat atop her egg for poor old hen who was too weak. He also passed away, shortly after her hatching due to a spark of hunger.
Pets: Why would she need pets?
History:
When she first hatched in the year 64 AD, she was young and uninfluenced. Not knowing what anything in the world was, she somehow happened upon a brightly lit torch and decided it would be quite fun to play with. Left carelessly in the barn, she knocked it down, and with a crash, hot ember fell across the hay, starting the great fire that nearly burned down the whole of rome. Much ashamed she went into hiding for quite a long time, finding shelter in a place not to far outside rome. Few years passed, when she heard a ruckus, a man was outside. Curious youngling that she was, she went outside to see a man, dressed in the finest clothes. He shouted in surprise at her, then cursed her, called her a hidious creature and a demon spawn. She became so angry so suddenly, she lept up onto his chest, piercing his throat one good time with her razor beak. This man's name was Nero, and he had been the emporer of rome. She killed many more people after that day, and found enjoyment in it sometimes. Humans where cruel and disgusting, they deserved to die.
OOC NAME: Arya
RP EXPERIANCE: Four Years
HOW'D YOU FIND US?: I was reffered here by Marina [Chronic]
RP EXAMPLE:
This is an old example from a while ago, but I can only get better, right? xD
She bounded through the brush, willing her legs to carry her even faster as she heard the panting of her own breath. She had taken a kill that morning and was returning home to lead the others to her catch. But something wasnt right. She smelled the strong scents of smoke and death as she grew closer to her clan. Then the thick wall of smoke smacked her in the face. The forest was engulfed in a raging fire! She couldnt hear anything but snaps and pops as the fire burnt everything in its path with uncanny speed. She knew then that they where gone. "Come away from the fire, little one. Come to me." She had not expected to hear someone speak to her! They spoke with such clarity and rhythm, she could not believe that anyone had survived this! "Come quickly little one, there isnt much time for escape!" She looked around for the voice, but could not find it, only to realize the flames had gone around to enclose her in a circle of fire. She stood there, terrified, not knowing what to do, when all of a sudden the most magnificent stag bounded over the flames to land gracefully in front of her. "I am Harshul, the deer god. I have sensed your pain and fear, and I have come to lead you on the right path." He lept over the flames the way he came, and she followed him, until he had lead her out of the fire's winding path. "You must keep going, I know the loss you have had today, but do not lose sight of whats important." And with that, the giant blue-eyed stag with a golden mantle turned and bounded off into the forest.
Also, i know the whole species thing, and I was hoping to suggest a few. This is one of them, Marina said that I had good ideas. Looking forward to helping this site blossom!
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