Post by dark on Jan 23, 2009 21:07:24 GMT -5
♥ Welcome to the Dark Side of the Moon♥
*Blood is Thicker Than Water, and Sometimes Much Tastier*
*Blood is Thicker Than Water, and Sometimes Much Tastier*
Behind the RPer
Nickname: Pan
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Your Character
Name: Dark
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Play By: "deep-sea-girl" By "DarkDevi"
Loyal to: Darkness and Blood
Occupation: Assassin/Murderer
Likes:
+Water, Specifically Salt Water
+Marine Life
+Mind games
+Making trouble
+Fear
+Blood
Dislikes:
+Bright Lights
+The Sun
+Fire and Burning
+Arrogance
+Being Told to Do Something
+Idiots
Strengths:
+Deep (The Octopus)
+Independent
+Manipulative
+Emotionless (In the Exception of Sunlight)
+Good in Hand-to-Hand Combat
+Can Manipulate Water
Weaknesses:
+Bright Lights
+The Sun
+Fire and Burning
+Indifference
+Being Separated from Deep
+Disregard for Herself or Her Well-Being
Personality: Dark is a cold, apathetic, girl. If she shows any emotion at all, it is probably due to either anger, blood, or the hated sun. If she's in sunlight or fire comes near her, she won't stop shrieking until it's away from her. Weather this is due to Deep's failing at the sight of either, is unsure. She shows no sympathy or mercy for those that beg for their lives--as fear only fuels her.
The only living thing she relates to is oftentimes Deep, who prefers to either ride on her back like a backpack or rest calmly on her head. When in combat, Deep is just as vicious as Dark and while Dark is unsure where her manipulate powers of water originated from, Deep seems to bring them to the surface.
If Dark is near any type of moisture, she can usually extract water from it and then it is best to just make a hasty retreat. Her manipulating of the water is strong and formidable, but when under her care it turns dark--nearly black and if it is ingested or gets in the bloodstream, it makes you drop dead just as effectively as poison. Because of this, the few that have heard of Dark ofter regard her as cursed.
Dark seems to have some sort of sick fascination with blood, too, and it is suspected that her love of it stems from her love of salt water. The only things in life Dark takes any sort of enjoyment from is drawing blood and causing pain.
History: Dark does not know where she came from, if she is from here or the other world that people only speak of in whispers. She has speculated that, judging by her clothing, she might come from the other world and somehow tumbled through a mirror and hit her head--losing her memory.
However, all that she knows for sure is where she woke up. She washed up in an underground cave, on the shore of a dark sandy lake tasting of salt. Deep, her octopus and whom she discovered as a familiar of sorts, was alongside her. She emerged from the cave and found herself deep in the Haunted Woods, without a name.
Dark named herself and her companion from the place she emerged. She lived in the woods for a long time, however, her first contact with a human being concluded with her murdering the poor thing. Ever since, she has had a taste for blood. It reminds her of the dark water in the cave, and ever since she has been killing--weather for reason or just because she wants blood.
Because of this, it is hard to determine if she has an alliance. Dark herself is rather oblivious to the war, she doesn't harbor a preference over killing someone from either side. Her only true alliance is darkness and murder.
Custom Title: The Curse of Dark, Deep Death
Sample RP: Um, I'm Ragdoll. So is this necessary?
Password: Ginger
Name: Dark
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Play By: "deep-sea-girl" By "DarkDevi"
Loyal to: Darkness and Blood
Occupation: Assassin/Murderer
Likes:
+Water, Specifically Salt Water
+Marine Life
+Mind games
+Making trouble
+Fear
+Blood
Dislikes:
+Bright Lights
+The Sun
+Fire and Burning
+Arrogance
+Being Told to Do Something
+Idiots
Strengths:
+Deep (The Octopus)
+Independent
+Manipulative
+Emotionless (In the Exception of Sunlight)
+Good in Hand-to-Hand Combat
+Can Manipulate Water
Weaknesses:
+Bright Lights
+The Sun
+Fire and Burning
+Indifference
+Being Separated from Deep
+Disregard for Herself or Her Well-Being
Personality: Dark is a cold, apathetic, girl. If she shows any emotion at all, it is probably due to either anger, blood, or the hated sun. If she's in sunlight or fire comes near her, she won't stop shrieking until it's away from her. Weather this is due to Deep's failing at the sight of either, is unsure. She shows no sympathy or mercy for those that beg for their lives--as fear only fuels her.
The only living thing she relates to is oftentimes Deep, who prefers to either ride on her back like a backpack or rest calmly on her head. When in combat, Deep is just as vicious as Dark and while Dark is unsure where her manipulate powers of water originated from, Deep seems to bring them to the surface.
If Dark is near any type of moisture, she can usually extract water from it and then it is best to just make a hasty retreat. Her manipulating of the water is strong and formidable, but when under her care it turns dark--nearly black and if it is ingested or gets in the bloodstream, it makes you drop dead just as effectively as poison. Because of this, the few that have heard of Dark ofter regard her as cursed.
Dark seems to have some sort of sick fascination with blood, too, and it is suspected that her love of it stems from her love of salt water. The only things in life Dark takes any sort of enjoyment from is drawing blood and causing pain.
History: Dark does not know where she came from, if she is from here or the other world that people only speak of in whispers. She has speculated that, judging by her clothing, she might come from the other world and somehow tumbled through a mirror and hit her head--losing her memory.
However, all that she knows for sure is where she woke up. She washed up in an underground cave, on the shore of a dark sandy lake tasting of salt. Deep, her octopus and whom she discovered as a familiar of sorts, was alongside her. She emerged from the cave and found herself deep in the Haunted Woods, without a name.
Dark named herself and her companion from the place she emerged. She lived in the woods for a long time, however, her first contact with a human being concluded with her murdering the poor thing. Ever since, she has had a taste for blood. It reminds her of the dark water in the cave, and ever since she has been killing--weather for reason or just because she wants blood.
Because of this, it is hard to determine if she has an alliance. Dark herself is rather oblivious to the war, she doesn't harbor a preference over killing someone from either side. Her only true alliance is darkness and murder.
Custom Title: The Curse of Dark, Deep Death
Sample RP: Um, I'm Ragdoll. So is this necessary?
Password: Ginger
