Post by Aria Cywoods on Apr 8, 2007 21:13:01 GMT -5
Personal-
Name :: Samantha
Form/s of Contact :: PM only, please
How often you will be able to come on and post :: Every other day at least
Other Characters you have on this site, if Any :: None
Plot Password- Edit out by Admin
Rules Password- Edit out by Admin
Character Info-
Name :: Aria Cywoods
Nicknames :: Ari, Ria
Canon? (Yes, no) :: No
Age :: When she died, 30
Type of Magical Being :: Whitelighter
Titles: None
Alliance :: Good
Student of Magic School or Evil Institute? :: No
Likes ::Her friends, helping and saving others, lavender, good magic, poetry, her now dead fiance
Dislikes ::Demons, most of her family, fire, warlocks
Friends, Enemies ? (People from this site) :: -sniff- None
Siblings :: She has a sister, Viviana, who I might bring to the site
More In-Depth Info
Preferred Powers :: Anything
History :: Aria had a hard time with her family until she died. While her parents and sister were evil warlocks who enjoyed torture and evil magic, she spent most of her time writing poetry and helping others. She was scorned for being the weak, powerless 'goody two-shoes' by her family. It wasn't until she was ten when she discovered her powers.
From then on, Aria could finally prove her worth! Day by day, Aria would proudly display her powers in front of her family, despite their obvious disinterest. Aria decided she could show her family how powerful she could be by saving others. Saving an old lady from freezing to death? Nah. Keeping a little boy from drowning? Nothing special. Pushing a blind teenager out of the way from a truck? How mundane! No matter what she did, her parents just sneered at her and turned to her sister.
The only thing that kept her from drowning in her own despair was her friends and her fiance, Richard. But one day, a tradgedy happened. Both her and Richard were in their apartment, where a small flame was just outside her door. She didn't notice it, it wasn't really much. But as fast as lightning strikes, the whole apartment was set to flames. Aria died only minutes later.
Personality :: Aria has had a very quiet, hopeful personality all her life. And along with that, a lot of suppressed anger. While she is usually kind to others, Aria can't help but snap at others who mention her family, and most of all, her sister. All her life, Aria was hopeful that maybe her parents would notice her. SInce her wish was not coming true, Aria has come to believe that most see her as pathetic and whiny. Because of that, most of the time Aria keeps to her self. She's very outgoing towards those she deems ' her true friends', although ( not to mention sarcastic ). Aria has become happier since becoming a whitelighter.
Current Events :: Nothing really mentionable, except that she's been deemed a whitelighter. ( Will be changed once Aria has been rped at least once. )
Anything Else :: --
Appearance-
Hair :: Her hair is dirty blonde, sometimes she likes adding waves to it.
Eyes :: Aria's eyes are grayish blue and almond shaped.
Complexion :: Fair
Any Specific Magical Features? :: --
Anything More? :: --
Picture ::
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Role Playing Example (At least two paragraphs please.) ::
The pink blossoms fluttered in the air gracefully. The blue birds were singing their songs with sweet sounding chirps. The grass was green and fertile. Yes, it was spring, where everything was beautiful and happy and blah blah blah. Yet Aria was seeing the world as a cloud of despair.
A red and orange flame fluttered before her eyes. The pink blossoms turned to ash, the blue birds turned to gloomy ravens, and the grass was burnt down to dirt and rock. And there he was, Richard, in the middle of the flames. Slowly, he turned into ashes. Blink.
All it took was one blink, and Aria was transfered from her world of despair and grief, to the fertile Earth she had known ever-so-well. Happy happy, joy joy, happy happy, joy joy.
Name :: Samantha
Form/s of Contact :: PM only, please
How often you will be able to come on and post :: Every other day at least
Other Characters you have on this site, if Any :: None
Plot Password- Edit out by Admin
Rules Password- Edit out by Admin
Character Info-
Name :: Aria Cywoods
Nicknames :: Ari, Ria
Canon? (Yes, no) :: No
Age :: When she died, 30
Type of Magical Being :: Whitelighter
Titles: None
Alliance :: Good
Student of Magic School or Evil Institute? :: No
Likes ::Her friends, helping and saving others, lavender, good magic, poetry, her now dead fiance
Dislikes ::Demons, most of her family, fire, warlocks
Friends, Enemies ? (People from this site) :: -sniff- None
Siblings :: She has a sister, Viviana, who I might bring to the site
More In-Depth Info
Preferred Powers :: Anything
History :: Aria had a hard time with her family until she died. While her parents and sister were evil warlocks who enjoyed torture and evil magic, she spent most of her time writing poetry and helping others. She was scorned for being the weak, powerless 'goody two-shoes' by her family. It wasn't until she was ten when she discovered her powers.
From then on, Aria could finally prove her worth! Day by day, Aria would proudly display her powers in front of her family, despite their obvious disinterest. Aria decided she could show her family how powerful she could be by saving others. Saving an old lady from freezing to death? Nah. Keeping a little boy from drowning? Nothing special. Pushing a blind teenager out of the way from a truck? How mundane! No matter what she did, her parents just sneered at her and turned to her sister.
The only thing that kept her from drowning in her own despair was her friends and her fiance, Richard. But one day, a tradgedy happened. Both her and Richard were in their apartment, where a small flame was just outside her door. She didn't notice it, it wasn't really much. But as fast as lightning strikes, the whole apartment was set to flames. Aria died only minutes later.
Personality :: Aria has had a very quiet, hopeful personality all her life. And along with that, a lot of suppressed anger. While she is usually kind to others, Aria can't help but snap at others who mention her family, and most of all, her sister. All her life, Aria was hopeful that maybe her parents would notice her. SInce her wish was not coming true, Aria has come to believe that most see her as pathetic and whiny. Because of that, most of the time Aria keeps to her self. She's very outgoing towards those she deems ' her true friends', although ( not to mention sarcastic ). Aria has become happier since becoming a whitelighter.
Current Events :: Nothing really mentionable, except that she's been deemed a whitelighter. ( Will be changed once Aria has been rped at least once. )
Anything Else :: --
Appearance-
Hair :: Her hair is dirty blonde, sometimes she likes adding waves to it.
Eyes :: Aria's eyes are grayish blue and almond shaped.
Complexion :: Fair
Any Specific Magical Features? :: --
Anything More? :: --
Picture ::
"]Role Playing Example (At least two paragraphs please.) ::
The pink blossoms fluttered in the air gracefully. The blue birds were singing their songs with sweet sounding chirps. The grass was green and fertile. Yes, it was spring, where everything was beautiful and happy and blah blah blah. Yet Aria was seeing the world as a cloud of despair.
A red and orange flame fluttered before her eyes. The pink blossoms turned to ash, the blue birds turned to gloomy ravens, and the grass was burnt down to dirt and rock. And there he was, Richard, in the middle of the flames. Slowly, he turned into ashes. Blink.
All it took was one blink, and Aria was transfered from her world of despair and grief, to the fertile Earth she had known ever-so-well. Happy happy, joy joy, happy happy, joy joy.
