Post by Mint on Jan 21, 2006 21:24:32 GMT -5
Name: Mint
Gender: Female
Race: Fallen Angel
Corner Preferance: No preference.
Age: Appears 17
Description: Blessed with a dainty figure, she possesses a pale complexion and honest deep blue eyes. Her light pink tresses, almost a soft shade of white, fall gracefully around her face at unnatural lengths. Out of place among her precious white gowns are two wings of pitch black and an ominous glass orb, hung tastefully around her neck, that encases her tainted soul. She speaks with an ethereal tone. She draws her powers from her soul.
Personality: Mint is an individual with serene thoughts and ideas, one would think, but the black wings she is burdened with are an insight of her true nature. Playing the fool, she hides many secrets and comes off as unaware of what is really going on around her. When realistically, she uses her childlike innocence as a way to take people off guard and make them feel unsuspecting of her. Giving off a feeling of security and trust, she is not as wicked as she seems, but she does take advantage of this influence. She really means no harm to anyone or anything and dislikes confrontation. She finds it very hard to betray a persons trust and does her best to avoid it. Always analyzing new information and considering every option, she isn't one to speak without thinking. Careful of her actions and speech, it's hard for one to truly understand her and what she's about. In short, she is like a white lie. It means well, but despite how kind it is, it's still not true. No one knows what the honest thought ever was.
She doesn't mind being alone, but she much enjoys the company of others.
Sample Post:
one eye, one horn, flying purple people eater
Gender: Female
Race: Fallen Angel
Corner Preferance: No preference.
Age: Appears 17
Description: Blessed with a dainty figure, she possesses a pale complexion and honest deep blue eyes. Her light pink tresses, almost a soft shade of white, fall gracefully around her face at unnatural lengths. Out of place among her precious white gowns are two wings of pitch black and an ominous glass orb, hung tastefully around her neck, that encases her tainted soul. She speaks with an ethereal tone. She draws her powers from her soul.
Personality: Mint is an individual with serene thoughts and ideas, one would think, but the black wings she is burdened with are an insight of her true nature. Playing the fool, she hides many secrets and comes off as unaware of what is really going on around her. When realistically, she uses her childlike innocence as a way to take people off guard and make them feel unsuspecting of her. Giving off a feeling of security and trust, she is not as wicked as she seems, but she does take advantage of this influence. She really means no harm to anyone or anything and dislikes confrontation. She finds it very hard to betray a persons trust and does her best to avoid it. Always analyzing new information and considering every option, she isn't one to speak without thinking. Careful of her actions and speech, it's hard for one to truly understand her and what she's about. In short, she is like a white lie. It means well, but despite how kind it is, it's still not true. No one knows what the honest thought ever was.
She doesn't mind being alone, but she much enjoys the company of others.
Sample Post:
"Winged Beauty, won't you reconsider? Your very presence brings us such pleasure. Surely you've done nothing so impure that we would cast you out. Please, stay with us."
A cool night breeze gently caressed her hair as she faced the old man who had spoke unthinkingly. Her deep blue eyes grew intense before she parted her lips to speak.
She responded calmly, "You're mistaken. An angel does not possess black wings without reason."
As she turned to leave she could tell her words confused the elder. Mint could still smell the blood on her hands from the crime she had just committed. It did not pain her to take the young boy's life. It was, after all, her true objective when she had come to the town so long ago. It did pain her to leave everyone, however. She had gained their trust and developed an impenetrable friendship with them. But, she had to leave. Despite how close they had all grew, the townsmen would never love her like they once had. What she did was unforgivable. She had betrayed them.
A cool night breeze gently caressed her hair as she faced the old man who had spoke unthinkingly. Her deep blue eyes grew intense before she parted her lips to speak.
She responded calmly, "You're mistaken. An angel does not possess black wings without reason."
As she turned to leave she could tell her words confused the elder. Mint could still smell the blood on her hands from the crime she had just committed. It did not pain her to take the young boy's life. It was, after all, her true objective when she had come to the town so long ago. It did pain her to leave everyone, however. She had gained their trust and developed an impenetrable friendship with them. But, she had to leave. Despite how close they had all grew, the townsmen would never love her like they once had. What she did was unforgivable. She had betrayed them.
one eye, one horn, flying purple people eater
