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Post by Daemon Sadi on Jun 15, 2006 10:54:56 GMT -5
Fill out this form to apply for an original character, one that you have created yourself. Post the completed form in a new thread with your full name in the subject line. You must have read the rules to apply! You will be sent a PM and your thread will be updated when an administrator signs online and gives you your birthright jewel and rank after accepting your character. If you have not received a PM after two days, then return to your application thread and fix whatever has caused you to be declined.
Birthright jewel is completely random, but rank is decided from how well your application is completed. If your character is over the age of twenty, the age when the Offering to the Darkness is made, then you will also be given another jewel rank, this one of how far you descended after making the Offering. Jewel colors and rank are non-negotiable.
If your character is under the age of ten, then you will not be given a jewel, as the Birthright Ceremony occurs at that age. If your character is Eyrien, then your name, if male, should end with ar. If female, it should end with an. If you have any questions, please PM an administrator.
Application Form
[b]Username:[/b] [b]Key Word:[/b] (read the rules to find this) [b]Character Name:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Race:[/b] [b]Appearance:[/b] [b]Personality:[/b] [b]Brief History:[/b] [b]RP Sample:[/b]
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Post by Emily Raven on Jun 17, 2006 10:08:57 GMT -5
Username: Emily Raven Character Name: Midnightblood (AKA: Midi) Age: 29 Race: unknown Appearance: Tall, 6"2. Pale, nearly white skin, Long(like butt-length) whit hair. Blind, eye removed, eyelids sealed shut. very slender, slightly musculed Rank: slave Birthright Jewel: Purple DuskCurrent Jewel:GreenPersonality: Very bored and emotionless. For the most part his tone never changes when he speaks. To men he's quiet cold.To women he's warmer, and is more likely to smile. Has an extreme hate for gaurds, though he doesn't seem to mind the woman who he serves. (Yes he is a little bit masochistic). While blind, he moves with out assistance as if he could still see. Brief History: Grew up in a large family in a quiet town. The area he grew up in was one of the last to fall. They rejected all hints of Hayll. This eventually lead to a very bloody take over, which ended in most of the citizens dead, and the town in ruins. Those who did survive were not all there(mental/physically). He lost his eyes sight during this over throwing. He doesn't mind the women he serves because he grew up looking after his two very mentally twisted sisters Raven(Younger than him) and Erin (Older than him). RP Sample:( an exerpt from a demonic Rp( ^)) An odd man was in the market place today. While it wasn't unusual for stranger characters to come around this one was different. The way he acted moved and spoke it was almost as if he was royality. But he used the mordern slang easy, and it didn't sound at all odd on his tounge. Though it seemed his silver tounge could make even the most crude remark seem kind. He moved with a natural feline grace that almost bordered on terrifying. His movements were almost unhumanly easy. As well as his face. He had a handsome face, though it was unreadable, emotionless. His appearance was too beautiful to be human, with skin so white on a human it would mean death, and long hair to match. But He spoke kind words, he acted like he belonged in the human world, away from the demons. His eyes were covered by an expensive pair of thick black sunglasses. And his dress looked almost as if he'd stepped right out of that ancient movie The Matrix. But oddest of all was the three guns he had holstered on his belt. No demon ever even held guns, neither did Half-breeds. So he must be human. But even still his face was demonic. It had to be. "Excuse me." his voice was silky and emotion less, yet there was a hint of warmth. He made his way through the crowd. " Is there some reason you feel the need to disfigure this girl?" his tone became much colder. Accepted!
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Post by Emily Raven on Jun 18, 2006 12:31:51 GMT -5
Username: Emily Raven Character Name: Raven Celestre (AKA: The Black Cat, The Living Demon, The Blood whore, Raven the Assasin) Age:17 Race: N/A Appearance: 5"6, strong build. Skin white as the moon on a cloudless, starless night. Shoulder length black hair(Usually tied back). Black eyes that turn red at even the mention of blood. Rank:Blood female Birthright Jewel: N/ACurrent Jewel: N/APersonality: Cold, twisted. Seems to be always bordering on the twisted kingdom. Has an insane blood lust, her eyes turn red at even the thought of blood. Brief History: grew up in one of area's that was last to be taken over by Dorothea. She was the second youngest daughter of the queen. She always had weird... dark interests and often tried out things on her older brothers. She really only loved two people, her baby sister and brother. When the area was captured she saw her little brother killed, and watched her baby sister become a broken witch. Her mind became extremly twisted and she gained an extreme thirst for blood. She had her first kill at the age of ten. She never uses craft in any of her kills, instead relying on her set of assassin's knives. While it's obvious when that they are her kills no one has been able to catch her in anyway. And her insane blood lust has earned her the alias "the Blood whorer" RP Sample:( an exerpt from a demonic Rp( ^)) There was a cold quiet chuckle. it radiated from the shadows, ever shadow, every drop of darkness that surrounded the area. A very pale woman stepped out of the shadows, Her clothes, hair and eyes were as cold and black as the nighttime, but her skin was so pale it stood out like the full white moon in a starless, cloudless sky. A cruel cold smirk danced on her lips. Her eyes were half lidded, a lazy, cruel look. She moved out of the darkness like a beckon of death. Every move she made screamed out how she was, how she killed, how she acted. She paused infront of Chastity, giving one sweeping glance. She smirked even more. And then she laughed, a cold, hollow, silky laugh that would make the dead shiver. She was an enigma, a myth, a whispered name in the ally ways of humans and demons alike. The Living Demon, The Black Cat, The Blood whore. Raven the Assasin. ((I wasn't sure if I should post it on a new page or not... sorry *sweat*)) Don't worry you've done it correctly and ...accepted
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Kris
New Member
"Death is but the next great adventure..." Dumbledore[ss:Shattered Blue]
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Post by Kris on Jun 22, 2006 15:38:12 GMT -5
Username: Kris Character Name: Alexandra (aka: Alex) Age: 16 Race: unknown Appearance: 5"9, white blonde hair, bright blue eyes. Rank: Bounty hunter Birthright Jewel:Purple Dusk Current Jewel: Opal Personality: Smart, quite, usually keeps to herself, easily amused, and gets very angry when bothered without an excellent reason, and slightly insane...depending on the time and day Brief History: Abandoned when she was about 3-ish. Pretty much raised herself and doesn't have much of a past...at least that she can remember. RP Sample: ((I'll give this a try, but I'm not making any promises...))
It was wet and cold outside, but not wanting to enter the bar and give herself away, the girl waited in the rain. No one saw her, she made sure of that by hiding in the shadows.
"What is taking him so long?! I've been pruning, while he's been in there where it warm and cozy!" she complained to herself, or so it seemed...she actually had a companion.
"Alex, dear? We could go in and be just as warm...but that is only a suggestion, no need to listen to me," a huge animal that resembled a dog said.
"I know you're wet and cold, Nightmare, but if we go in there we'll give ourselves away. He knows that we've been following him. As much as I wish it were so, he is no idiot. We can not let him know what we look like or all is lo...he's leaving.
Alex and Nightmare watched the man walk over to his horse and mount. They waited till he was far enough down the road, to follow him. Not wanting him to know that they were there.
"I'll get in front of him. You knock him of his horse," Alex said. "Nightmare, do not harm the horse."
"Alright, alright, damn animal lover," Nightmare growled as he ran off.
Sighing, Alex stood up and closed her eyes. Doing this she called upon the power to transport her infront of the man, just as Nightmare knocked him off the horse. She ran over and sat on top of the man.
"Who are you and why have you been following me?" the man croaked.
"I give my name to no one that I collect bounty on..."
((I hope its good...I'm tired and I've never been good at this type of stuff ^^"))
Accepted
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Post by Emily Raven on Aug 5, 2006 12:56:11 GMT -5
Username: Emily Raven Character Name: Satori Mason Age: 26 Race: human Appearance: Fiery red hair, serene blue-green eyes. Eyes change by her anger, blue for pissed, red for 'you need to start running now', black for 'you're dead now'. Has many tattoos, Red wings on her left arm below the shoulder, Blue wings on her righ tin the same place, blue dragon wings over her collar bone, black Eryien looking wings on her back with ths words "Eryien Warlord Prince" written in the old tounge down her spine. And an odd black flame looking tattoo on her naval. Rank: Queen Birthright Jewel: Green Current Jewel: Sapphire Personality: Satori has a deep love of nature. Though this is mostly over shadowed by her feirce temper and sarcasm. She finds fun in breaking the unwritten rules that makes the old fart aristos feel specail. She has a split personality who stays in the Twisted Kingom mostly, thouch she's as sadistic as they come. Brief History: Her parents are both dead, as well as her older brother and her sister-in-law. Her neice is a broken witch, and blames her for both girls's parents death. She blames herself too. Her father as it was, was the High Lord of the Twisted Kingdom, also haveing a split personality that lived mostly in the Twisted kingdom. Her mind lives on the border or the Twisted kingdom all the time, as she rules as Queen of the insanity. The only person who keeps her sane is her consort. RP Sample: The young witch girl sighed, it was not something she did much any more, but she was extremely depressed today. Today was not any more special than any other day, there had been no birth or death in her life on this day. It was, in all appearances, a regular day. And for her it was, in all appearance, a day. But she was depressed today and that made it worse than most. It seemed to her that from the very moment she'd woken up this morning that a heavy weight had settled in her chest. She felt home sick, she felt pangs of loneliness and loss, she felt nothing but sorrow. It was just one of those days. Since having been sold to the queen of Terral (the second largest city in Terreille) over five years ago she had many days like this, though today just seemed the worst in a long time. She was unimportant, a female pleasure slave, one that had been introduced into a court shortly after the fall of the SaDiablo family. She was an opal- jeweled witch who descended to blue. The only thing that she excelled in was looks. She was a well-formed female, with red-brown hair and blue-green eyes. She was faire skinned and nice to look at. But even still she held a sharp tongue and quick temper. Even with the less than becoming personality many men called on her "services." Though still some kept away from her. The many tattoos on her skin unnerved many; especially the black bat looking wings on her back with the odd symbols down her spine. Some could just not quiet get other those painted appendages and would keep her at arms length. For these oddities alone the women scoffed her, the slaves and aristos alike. Yet she would just give them a blank stare and keep going. It was all she could do, keep her head down, do as she was told and pray for some small hope. But none ever came. She lay on her side starring at her birthright red-jewel, her real jewels. She traced the intricate metal surrounding it, frowning softly. This was how she thought. For some reason the motion seemed to calm her with out keeping her from her mind. Today though she had been able to think of nothing else but one name. "Daemonar." Daemonar, the boy-the man who had sworn his life to protect her and cherish her. She was his queen and he had promised to allow no harm to come to her. She had wanted to be his queen more than anything, a queen he could be proud of. He was her light and that was all that mattered to her at the time.
accepted
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Ivy Alexander
Junior Member
I am forever lost [ss:Shattered Blue]
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Post by Ivy Alexander on Aug 5, 2006 13:54:47 GMT -5
Username: Ivy69 Character Name: Alexandria Alexander (Ria ) Age: 10 Race: Eyrien/ Dae al Mon Appearance: Red hair, Grey eyes , tan almost black skin Rank: witch Birthright Jewel: Tiger-Eye Current Jewel: N/A Personality: Slightly insane and thinks that she can control every one since she is a half breed and wants to have everyone look past that fact. She doesn’t have any family since they all died and she thinks of Daemonar and Satori as her new parents which makes her much more intelligent than her age Brief History: Her mother was Dae al Mon, her father was Eyrien. They both died when her fathers family found out he had seeded a ‘half-breed brat’ they attempted to kill her mother but also killed their son in the process leaving her to fend for herself that is when Saetan found her and handed her off to Daemonar and Satori . She has been with them ever since. RP Sample: Ria walked ahead or Satori and Daemonar who were walking hand in hand . “ Tori… how much longer will it be until we get to the Keep “ Satori smirked as Daemonar stroked her back “ well get there when we get there “ she purred. Ria couldn’t wait to get to the keep where Lucivar, Daemon, Saetan , and many others would be celebrating Winsol. She had finally convinced Daemonar and Satori to take her with them this Winsol and not leave her with her caretaker back at Daemonar’s small house. She was so excited she couldn’t wait until they got there… ( it is much like the other one but I am a lot better when I don’t have to work to make a post )
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Daemon: Note that Daemonar is still a child, as this is set only a few years after the books.
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