Post by nympthetamine on Jul 22, 2009 9:03:34 GMT -5
Name: Nymphetamine Sunsetter
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race:Elf
Alliance: Moonlights Wing
Personality:
Nymphetamine can be summed up in a few words; Cold, hollow, tempting, and delicate. It seems an odd combination, though once the words are associated it becomes easy to see the connection.
Unlike her cousin, Nymphetamine allows her emotions to run amouk. Often able to give herself into wanton displays of lust and passion, she can switch from a heated debate to a heated kiss in a matter of mere moments. Indeed, its not to say she dosn't use this to her advantage, but she loves the idea of revelry and love more then she actually does so.
To her, people are things ment to be used, though she lacks the arrogance to exclude herself from that image. Emotions other then the previous ones mentioned are hard to come across, though she frequently allows herself to give into moments of anguish and despair, but more often then not they turn into boughts of rage and anger.
She loathes the idea of being a cliche, but can't deny the feeling of delicacy and charm she gets from allowing a moment or more of weakness by allowing someone in. She just can't see why everyones so surprised when those that she lets in die, however.
Despite all this, though perhaps blending into her delicate nature, is her love of the outdoors. Frequent nights are spent in the dark forsest, hiding away in the evening despite the fog. In every way shes almost a more wild version of her cousin, allowing herelf the wanton freedom of an elf.
Description:
Nymphetamine has a striking resemblance to her cousin, Akurie.
Tall, lithe, and with pale alabaster skin, she looks like a frail doll at first glance, where it not for the coldness thats emitted from her faint yellow-green eyes. Her peaked ears point out from beneith long, glossy black locks that pile down her shoulders, more often then not blowing in the woods behind her. Tgis and leaves frequently hang in her hair, though in a almost sensual way that only adds to her beauty and elegance.
Her body is usually clad in something simple yet still clings to her every curve, highlighting her slim waist and long legs. She more often then not goes barefoot, though if she really must simple boots or sandels cover her feet. A tattoo of a waning cresent moon resides on her right shoulder, and a small spiral-zigzag around the same ankle make up most forms of adornment
Pic: Jessica Galbreth art sums her up pretty well.
Power: Disease- Immunity and ability to cause plagues, infections, and other moderate viruses.
Rank: Rider
Brief History:
Born in Ethaia to the brother of the presigious Akurie's father,
there was much confusion during her childhood due to the similarity in appearance and personality of the two girls. However, their companionship with each other was rare, for both had different ambitions in life.
Nym enjoyed the first 12 years of her life until the plague struck, robbing her of her family and most of her village. Frustrated that little, if anything, was being done to stop the pestilance she went on a search for a cure for such a thing. Disapointment had racked her frail figure for far to long, and after a while she was all about to give up when she too, caught the dreaded disease.
Angered by the turn of events, she dispaired and wreaked havok in several villages at the turn of night, so caught in her madness was she that it helped her to earn the nickname of 'The Sunsetter'. The name was help added in when those that didn't die the first night where doomed to at sunset the next day.
Eventually rought with disease, it seemed as if the sunsetter was finally meeting her own demise when she managed to stumble into a village not far away from the Wing's Keep. To her surprise, it seemed as though someone had ravaged before her, and with the promise of being well again she joined the mysterious bunch of figures. She was introduced to a young pegasus some time later, a bond made, and it seemed as though the Sunsetter would ravage once more, though now her own life was bound to that of the organization.
Other:
Creature Info
Name:Nahemah
Age: 3
Gender: Male
Species: Pegasus
Personality:
Nahemah is Nymph's trusted companion, the one true friend she has to lean on during her dark revalries. Indeed, he enjoys so almost friviously and has been known to occasonally induldge in actions one would not consider for such an ellagant beast. Slightly blood hungry and a little vicious, he takes his duties very seriously and rarely lets himself be the brunt of a joke without some retaliation. Thats not to say he dosn't have a sense of humor, he just prefers no one knows about it.
Description:
Nahemah's is death's white horse in reverse. A dark black coat with no white on the main body gives way to stunning, long white wings with a tint of a dragonfly-like olive green on the tips and base. His dark mane itself faides away to white and then olive tips, which are frequently entwined with beads and feathers and other things found out in the wilds that Nym decides to add here and there. His eyes, however, are a striking yellow that seemed narrowed with malicious intent even when hes in the best of moods.
Slightly more muscular then the rest of his kind, he makes up for the buff quarters and carring ability with his weaker flight, making his lovely feathered wings more or less a novelty hes highly sensitve about, grooming them rather frequently.
He seems almost unmarked by lifes hardships, though a scar runs from the base off his hoof to several inches around his leg, a run-in with a beattrap and a cougar in his early weeks of life.
Pic: None atm.
Fans of metal should recognize the song referances. xD
(Same goes for the steed, same band, different song.)
Lyrics
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race:Elf
Alliance: Moonlights Wing
Personality:
Nymphetamine can be summed up in a few words; Cold, hollow, tempting, and delicate. It seems an odd combination, though once the words are associated it becomes easy to see the connection.
Unlike her cousin, Nymphetamine allows her emotions to run amouk. Often able to give herself into wanton displays of lust and passion, she can switch from a heated debate to a heated kiss in a matter of mere moments. Indeed, its not to say she dosn't use this to her advantage, but she loves the idea of revelry and love more then she actually does so.
To her, people are things ment to be used, though she lacks the arrogance to exclude herself from that image. Emotions other then the previous ones mentioned are hard to come across, though she frequently allows herself to give into moments of anguish and despair, but more often then not they turn into boughts of rage and anger.
She loathes the idea of being a cliche, but can't deny the feeling of delicacy and charm she gets from allowing a moment or more of weakness by allowing someone in. She just can't see why everyones so surprised when those that she lets in die, however.
Despite all this, though perhaps blending into her delicate nature, is her love of the outdoors. Frequent nights are spent in the dark forsest, hiding away in the evening despite the fog. In every way shes almost a more wild version of her cousin, allowing herelf the wanton freedom of an elf.
Description:
Nymphetamine has a striking resemblance to her cousin, Akurie.
Tall, lithe, and with pale alabaster skin, she looks like a frail doll at first glance, where it not for the coldness thats emitted from her faint yellow-green eyes. Her peaked ears point out from beneith long, glossy black locks that pile down her shoulders, more often then not blowing in the woods behind her. Tgis and leaves frequently hang in her hair, though in a almost sensual way that only adds to her beauty and elegance.
Her body is usually clad in something simple yet still clings to her every curve, highlighting her slim waist and long legs. She more often then not goes barefoot, though if she really must simple boots or sandels cover her feet. A tattoo of a waning cresent moon resides on her right shoulder, and a small spiral-zigzag around the same ankle make up most forms of adornment
Pic: Jessica Galbreth art sums her up pretty well.
Power: Disease- Immunity and ability to cause plagues, infections, and other moderate viruses.
Rank: Rider
Brief History:
Born in Ethaia to the brother of the presigious Akurie's father,
there was much confusion during her childhood due to the similarity in appearance and personality of the two girls. However, their companionship with each other was rare, for both had different ambitions in life.
Nym enjoyed the first 12 years of her life until the plague struck, robbing her of her family and most of her village. Frustrated that little, if anything, was being done to stop the pestilance she went on a search for a cure for such a thing. Disapointment had racked her frail figure for far to long, and after a while she was all about to give up when she too, caught the dreaded disease.
Angered by the turn of events, she dispaired and wreaked havok in several villages at the turn of night, so caught in her madness was she that it helped her to earn the nickname of 'The Sunsetter'. The name was help added in when those that didn't die the first night where doomed to at sunset the next day.
Eventually rought with disease, it seemed as if the sunsetter was finally meeting her own demise when she managed to stumble into a village not far away from the Wing's Keep. To her surprise, it seemed as though someone had ravaged before her, and with the promise of being well again she joined the mysterious bunch of figures. She was introduced to a young pegasus some time later, a bond made, and it seemed as though the Sunsetter would ravage once more, though now her own life was bound to that of the organization.
Other:
Creature Info
Name:Nahemah
Age: 3
Gender: Male
Species: Pegasus
Personality:
Nahemah is Nymph's trusted companion, the one true friend she has to lean on during her dark revalries. Indeed, he enjoys so almost friviously and has been known to occasonally induldge in actions one would not consider for such an ellagant beast. Slightly blood hungry and a little vicious, he takes his duties very seriously and rarely lets himself be the brunt of a joke without some retaliation. Thats not to say he dosn't have a sense of humor, he just prefers no one knows about it.
Description:
Nahemah's is death's white horse in reverse. A dark black coat with no white on the main body gives way to stunning, long white wings with a tint of a dragonfly-like olive green on the tips and base. His dark mane itself faides away to white and then olive tips, which are frequently entwined with beads and feathers and other things found out in the wilds that Nym decides to add here and there. His eyes, however, are a striking yellow that seemed narrowed with malicious intent even when hes in the best of moods.
Slightly more muscular then the rest of his kind, he makes up for the buff quarters and carring ability with his weaker flight, making his lovely feathered wings more or less a novelty hes highly sensitve about, grooming them rather frequently.
He seems almost unmarked by lifes hardships, though a scar runs from the base off his hoof to several inches around his leg, a run-in with a beattrap and a cougar in his early weeks of life.
Pic: None atm.
Fans of metal should recognize the song referances. xD
(Same goes for the steed, same band, different song.)
Lyrics
