Post by Phoenix Dahana on Apr 18, 2011 11:46:38 GMT -5
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. . .How about your character . . .
Name: Phoenix Dahana
Age: 19
Race (follow the species rule): Dragon human hybrid
Gender: Female
. . .Tell us more about your character . . .
Character Personality (minimum of fifty words):
Phoenix in short is an incredibly complicated individual. She has a selective temper and patience, and for the newfound Keyblade Academy she has an endless amount. She is cold and calculating, particularly in battle while around people who get to know her knows she has a dangerously protective side, almost motherly. Unknown to many however she is incredibly self conscious, and is often in attempt to prove to just herself that she can take care of a school. Phoenix is one truly to be counted on to keep things together though and isn't one to give up idly on people.
Character Appearance (we recquire a picture, real life or an original animated picture and five sentences):
Phoenix
- Head: Standing at 5'5, Phoenix has knee length chocolate brown hair, streaked dirty blond with dark red tips. Within her hair, are two horns about twenty four inches long and pointed downward to hide in her locks. They are transparent and barely tinted silver. Forward, she has one hazel eye, then one bright silver eye, both hosting diamond shaped pupils. Her face is slightly angled and sharp, giving her an exotic or foreign look.
- Upper Body: Phoenix occasionally changes her top, though most noticeably she wears a long, dress like shirt, ranging colors from black and red to blue and white together. The shirt is slightly low cut but just enough to show the pendant of a silver necklace, a carved dragon actually made to be a locket. Her left arm is bare except for a small white tattoo of a phoenix on the back of her hand. Her right arm is considered broken, kept at her side at all times and occasionally there can be seen a spiraling, jagged tattoo on her right shoulder of past injury, bloody red in color.
- Lower Body: Phoenix will usually wear dark jeans, or dark dress pants, depending on what she's doing. She usually wears no shes but can be seen wearing some slightly heeled black boots.
- Extra's: Phoenix's dragon form stands at around seven feet on all fours, and about fourteen feet in length. All of it is a variation between bright silver and opal scales. Her tail has something similar to a crescent moon tip. Her wings are both fifteen feet long each, velvety and warm to the touch and transparent. She can occasionally change the size of her dragon form.
Character Interests (Optional but encouraged): Reading, Sparring, and Exploring.
. . .Defend Yourself . . .
Character Alignment: Heroine
Character Abilities [Only five are allowed for students and others opposed to the school. Abilities are rewarded within the Academy and other guilds/organizations]:
Shadowing
Description: Phoenix will find a shadowed area and use it to morph her body into said shadow for a short period of time. She can sneak up on her opponent if they don't realize it. It does take a second for her to materialize again, giving her opponent a brief escape before she strikes fully. The power comes off of the panther within her mind.
Drawback: Tires her and she can only use it three times in one day. It also restrains her from using the panther form after the uses and raises difficulty after one or two.
Diamond Storm
Description: Phoenix will use her large sword to stab into a stable holding, be it dirt, ice, stone, or much of anything. Channeling her energy into the weapon, she'll raise a maximum of twelve spikes to her will to either attack, defend or distract. The spikes are made almost specifically of white diamond, showing as the material will hiss quietly as wisps of light energy fall off of it. However, Phoenix seems unconscious during most of the time she is doing this, leaving her open to enemy attacks for any time she takes to complete the ability.
Can be done a total of five times during any thread.
Elemental Claw
Description: Phoenix can use this ability multiple times, simply because its like throwing a few weapons and uses her energy for elements. Ice as an example, she'll extend her left hand, the only usable one usually, and let a needle of ice form, a few inches in length until it thickens. She'll usually then choose to shoot it or throw it with a flick of her wrist. The elements she can use are ice, fire, light and darkness in a tangible form, and metal of most kind that can only be taken from surroundings.
Can be used a total of ten times, relatively easy to dodge and only occasionally can be fatal on a lucky strike.
Character Weapon [One allowed, some can also be rewarded, multiple knives, shurikens, or arrows are allowed though. Keyblades are allowed at 200 posts]:
Crafted from the fang of a massive dragon, Phoenix carries a seven foot long sword, two inches in width in a stunning white blade. The tip curves ever so slightly and the hilt is black with a silver ribbon along the handle.
Character Accessories [Two allowed, rewarded]:
Ryuu Pendant: The necklace Phoenix wears has a slight cure ability, but only so much that it has whatever wound she receives closes a bit more quickly to lessen chances of blood loss. After four or five decent sized wounds it will stop working for seven posts.
Character Strength’s: Physical strength, speed, swordplay.
Character Weaknesses: Struggles with talking to people, never confident, has trouble controlling inner demons at times.
. . . How did your character come to be . . .
Home World: Original World | Sauterbaen
Character History (150 words at least):
Beginning, she was born to an infamous family, Dahana by the name and known to be closest to dragon's themselves. At birth, alone for the night in a hospital, an ancient demon entered to devour a half human, half dragon child, and was instead devoured by a half light, half dark soul and made to sleep in the infants mind.
She lived normally with her mother, a fellow half dragon, and her father, once a dragon hunter but supposedly dropping his hatred of the creatures. He however had no clue of his wife's and daughter's half dragon side. Along with Phoenix was her older brother, and younger sister.
At the age of five, Kiyoshi, Phoenix's father showed he knew of the dragon inside her and locked her away on the eve of her birthday. Tricking his family, their daughter had simply gone missing, Kiyoshi acting just as distraught as his wife and kids. However; his wife Sakiya gradually solved his treachery and found her daughter, secluded in a hidden room, beaten and scarred. Kiyoshi battled her briefly in her half dragon form, facing a woman with wine red wings and claws. sickeningly, he poisoned their daughter in the midst of the fight then escaped. Phoenix, driven into a frenzy by the poison, was unable to save her mother and took her life, only breaking the control of the poison too late. Instead, she faced her dying mother's last words before she passed away.
Kiyoshi took no effect from the scene and took Phoenix's mother away, whether she was buried or not, and if so where is unknown. Her siblings lived without their mother and sister and with a detached father.
At the age of seven, Kiyoshi maimed Phoenix's back with an X-shaped scar, stretching from her shoulders and crossing the opposite sides of her waist. Not stopping there, he cursed the wound with darkness and his own blood. If anybody were to kill him besides her, she'd die within a counted day.
Nothing changed for eleven years, but the twelfth brought on the appearance of the demon Phoenix had consumed at birth. The demon freed her and went after her father in the seventeen year old's body. The man was seen, controlling creatures of darkness and the demon by the name of Xanfara startled him just as he stabbed Phoenix's younger sister. He missed his target of the girls heart, and was attacked blindingly, Xanfara giving him a vicious scar from over his left eye to his chin. He fled, Phoenix's brother already victim to the heartless. Her sister was taken by an amethyst dragon, and Xanfara fled their destroyed home.
In the stretch of a year, Phoenix had found kin of Xanfara and also absorbed them, her mutilated body was healed, only leaving larger then normal scars. Across new worlds she proved herself to others and more, even herself in a sense. Technically the heir, a princess to her family, she kept her lineage hidden from most everybody. Kiyoshi through this time however, never left her alone, constantly attacking her, targeting everybody around her. A rather dark day came and Kiyoshi impaled his eighteen year old daughter with a clone of a friend on her own sword. With a flash of power, Phoenix moved and fought back, harsh training and the effect of help from not just one but three demons, she locked her father away, sacrificing her right arm to do so.
Freedom was truly bliss, after twelve years of her state, she took advantage of it. Her left arm was just as talented as her right arm with her blade. With help of several people and one in particular, she was made headmistress of a school for Keyblader's titled the Keyblade Academy.
Sample Post:
Repetitive, defend, slash, escape. Only to find more hidden in the dark crevices. Once again the pattern starts before bare feet rush her away from the scene. She didn't know where she was. But her situation, in which she'd say was fine was more dire truly.
She left a trail of crimson as she ran, pale feet leading to long legs, garbed in tight black jeans. Above that was a tight leather shirt, navy blue in color with two belts criss-crossed just underneath her chest. Her right arm, hung stiff at her side, almost plastered there as the sleeveless shirt showed off a tribal tattoo, spiraling the end just over the middle of her shoulder, the sides jagged and a russet red in color, contrasting with the pale skin. Knee length hair was tied back, two inhuman horns, silver on color spread down to the middle of her back. A pendant lay hidden under her shirt, something she cherished and protected.
As of now, a high set, angled face had a right eye clenched shut, the irises a bright golden with predatory slits for pupils. Her right eye held a long scratch, letting a line of crimson down a hallowed cheek.
Finally stopping her quick run, a racking cough escaped and she looked around, her arm lifting a brilliant white blade, shaped like a fang and incredibly long. A wisp of darkness rose in front of her and a dark-ball heartless flitted into existence, a sharp mouth laughing silently before rushing at her. With a weak growl, she darted to one side, the creature meeting face first with a rock wall before another slammed into her back.
Stumbling forward with a grit of her teeth at the pain, she span around with a howl and cleaved the thing in two before glancing around and crouching. The came up slowly, shadows and larger ones with the floating purple and black balls of darkness. Once again, she began to dodge and slash, precision still there despite a stain of red on her left thigh and soaking down her leg. All of this she did with her one left hand, her right unusable until she forced it.
Receiving a bite to her tattooed shoulder which did earned a pained cry, then a gash to her side, she finally hissed, livid in the least and thrust her blade into the ground where she fell against it. A small pulse of light, and another, within a few moments the creatures fled, only for more to take their place. Slowly panting, she bared a row of fangs at a group of them before shutting her mouth in quiet resignation. She seemed to know when to stop, though before one of the dark-balls began to rush at her chest, darkness enveloped the immediate area.
And she fell.
The night sky illuminated every stretch of her vision, fresh air permeating her senses besides her own injuries. Though as she fell none to gently against the ground, she opened her mouth in silent agony before rolling over with a shaky growl, her left arm falling over the drop of a mountain. Lifting her golden eyes that started to bleed back to hazel, she spotted a castle that quickly faded from her sight as she fell asleep at the summit of the mountain.
. . .Keyblade Academy . . .
Character Stature (student or wish to be a teacher):
Headmistress
