Post by Avi on Jul 24, 2007 16:09:22 GMT -5
((Only site I've ever brought her in, and this is the /third/ time...))
Name: Avitona
Age: 19 Turns
Appearance: (Ohemgee, I change how she looks!) She's slight, sad-looking girl. Perhaps it's something about how her dark green eyes always look like they're about to start weeping tears, or that her mouth naturally curves into a morose, frown. Avitona tends to look most of the time like she's about to attend a funeral- serious and sorrowful. The Candidate is by no means a short girl, and can reach a good 5'6", although her frame makes her look a lot smaller than she is.
Personality: Quite an odd young woman is Avitona, really. She's usually a happy-go-lucky, rather cheerful person, yet is suspicious of everyone she meets, as if they've all got soemthing to hide or are out to get her. It's a bit strange how this bit of pessimism crept into her generally optimistic nature, but it's definitely there but usually out of sight. Avitona is quite stubborn, and usually likes to believe that her answer is the only answer, and will argue that point until the end of the universe however silly or fragile it is. However, if told by one who is higher up or definitely more knowledgeable on the subject either tells her to stop arguing or the real answer, she'll accept it and shut up. And most likely forget said argument within a week, and become extremely confused when asked about it. Becoming easily confused, a short attention span, and a short-term memory tends to make Avitona walk around muddled and stumble through life. It's a wonder that she can remember her own name at times. If this very apparent affliction of hers is pointed out it is definite that the wrath of Avitona shall come down on you, angrily insisting her memory is fine.
History: Here's where Avi's going to be totally lame. Avitona grew up with a rather ordinary childhood, born to people who lived in a random hold in the middle of nowhere. Somehow this palce in the middle of nowhere was Searched by a dragon, and Avitona was taken away by a man who was wearing a white coat on his Blue. (Run on sentences and random references, got to love 'em.) She did arrive before the destruction, as she was originally going to stand for the clutch on the Sands currently. But when it was destroyed, Avitona almost left. Her help was needed, and she easily switched her mind to stay.
Companions: None
Rule Remark: Oh, the shininess, it's a knife, ooh, let's throw it at you, think fast, oh dear, that wasn't fast enough...
Name: Opal Anorith
Appearance: Delicate and well-formed, Anorith is a lovely little Opal. At full length, she reaches only around 22 feet, just barely big enough to carry Hers without difficulty- though, of course, any dragon can carry anything she thinks she can carry, especially an Opal. Her hide is a rich play of rainbows, only visible at a certain angle through pure sunlight.
Personality: Anorith is extremely intelligent, but from the way she behaves, you'd never know it. This is one dopey dragon. She wanders through life with a constant expression of surprise at every little detail. She's extremely sweet, but also incredibly anxious about anything and everything. She's obsessed with anything that may seem 'squishy' or 'shiny,' and will immediately jump on these things. And try to hug them. Which doesn't work well with claws and wings and such. She often ends up squishing the things that attract her attention- except when said thing is another dragon, all of whom are much larger than she. Then she gets squished.
Name: Avitona
Age: 19 Turns
Appearance: (Ohemgee, I change how she looks!) She's slight, sad-looking girl. Perhaps it's something about how her dark green eyes always look like they're about to start weeping tears, or that her mouth naturally curves into a morose, frown. Avitona tends to look most of the time like she's about to attend a funeral- serious and sorrowful. The Candidate is by no means a short girl, and can reach a good 5'6", although her frame makes her look a lot smaller than she is.
Personality: Quite an odd young woman is Avitona, really. She's usually a happy-go-lucky, rather cheerful person, yet is suspicious of everyone she meets, as if they've all got soemthing to hide or are out to get her. It's a bit strange how this bit of pessimism crept into her generally optimistic nature, but it's definitely there but usually out of sight. Avitona is quite stubborn, and usually likes to believe that her answer is the only answer, and will argue that point until the end of the universe however silly or fragile it is. However, if told by one who is higher up or definitely more knowledgeable on the subject either tells her to stop arguing or the real answer, she'll accept it and shut up. And most likely forget said argument within a week, and become extremely confused when asked about it. Becoming easily confused, a short attention span, and a short-term memory tends to make Avitona walk around muddled and stumble through life. It's a wonder that she can remember her own name at times. If this very apparent affliction of hers is pointed out it is definite that the wrath of Avitona shall come down on you, angrily insisting her memory is fine.
History: Here's where Avi's going to be totally lame. Avitona grew up with a rather ordinary childhood, born to people who lived in a random hold in the middle of nowhere. Somehow this palce in the middle of nowhere was Searched by a dragon, and Avitona was taken away by a man who was wearing a white coat on his Blue. (Run on sentences and random references, got to love 'em.) She did arrive before the destruction, as she was originally going to stand for the clutch on the Sands currently. But when it was destroyed, Avitona almost left. Her help was needed, and she easily switched her mind to stay.
Companions: None
Rule Remark: Oh, the shininess, it's a knife, ooh, let's throw it at you, think fast, oh dear, that wasn't fast enough...
Name: Opal Anorith
Appearance: Delicate and well-formed, Anorith is a lovely little Opal. At full length, she reaches only around 22 feet, just barely big enough to carry Hers without difficulty- though, of course, any dragon can carry anything she thinks she can carry, especially an Opal. Her hide is a rich play of rainbows, only visible at a certain angle through pure sunlight.
Personality: Anorith is extremely intelligent, but from the way she behaves, you'd never know it. This is one dopey dragon. She wanders through life with a constant expression of surprise at every little detail. She's extremely sweet, but also incredibly anxious about anything and everything. She's obsessed with anything that may seem 'squishy' or 'shiny,' and will immediately jump on these things. And try to hug them. Which doesn't work well with claws and wings and such. She often ends up squishing the things that attract her attention- except when said thing is another dragon, all of whom are much larger than she. Then she gets squished.
