Post by Ravyn Winter on Jan 18, 2010 4:47:45 GMT -1
Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the stage::
''Ravyn Lilyian Winter!!
[/size][/b] Okay baby
I confess
I am not well spoken
I am not well dressed
Superstitious, not all that ambitious
And my mood swings like the graveyard gate
Got a big mouth
But I got a big heart,
Sometimes I don't finish what I start
Well alright then
What else is new
No one will love you as hard as I do
I go up, I get down
I cry like a cloud
I laugh like a clown
Sometimes I'm so young I don't know what I feel
But you'll never find a woman as real
I got x's I got y's
But the tiebreaker is on the feminine side
How divine is this design
I'm as ripe as wine
On a vine
This is the moment
This is our chance
This is the final round
May I have the last dance
Okay baby
Not today
But tomorrow I'll have my say
I go up, I get down
I cry like a cloud
I laugh like a clown
Sometimes I'm so young I don't know what I feel
But you'll never find a woman as real
I'm your queen
I'm your everything
I'm the diamond in your ring
Without me you can't be king
I'm your queen
I'm your everything
I confess
I am not well spoken
I am not well dressed
Superstitious, not all that ambitious
And my mood swings like the graveyard gate
Got a big mouth
But I got a big heart,
Sometimes I don't finish what I start
Well alright then
What else is new
No one will love you as hard as I do
I go up, I get down
I cry like a cloud
I laugh like a clown
Sometimes I'm so young I don't know what I feel
But you'll never find a woman as real
I got x's I got y's
But the tiebreaker is on the feminine side
How divine is this design
I'm as ripe as wine
On a vine
This is the moment
This is our chance
This is the final round
May I have the last dance
Okay baby
Not today
But tomorrow I'll have my say
I go up, I get down
I cry like a cloud
I laugh like a clown
Sometimes I'm so young I don't know what I feel
But you'll never find a woman as real
I'm your queen
I'm your everything
I'm the diamond in your ring
Without me you can't be king
I'm your queen
I'm your everything
Hold the press!!
Don't go wasting all your applause just yet, save some for Cass. They have been treading the floorboards for exactly 17 years and they have been totally gender!! S/he has been in the spotlight roughly 10 years, and they're loving it!!
And now for the good stuff!!
We have a new kid on the block, going by the name of Ravyn Lilyian Winter, but only their mother calls them that; you can call them Ray or Lili! Rumour has it this dudette is a totally hoopy frood; so Mum's, lock up your sons/daughters !! They've been cruising the streets of Baton Rouge Luisianna for 24 years now, after coming into this god forsaken world on November 1st.
Here's the vitals!!
Race:: Scuro
Special Abilities::
Life Drain- probably her third used, but still pretty close to the others. She uses the energy drained to power her ability to control her raised dead, making it so she can use her ability longer or with more power.
Puppet Master- most likely her favorite ability, she loves being able to pull the strings of others motor abilities, it gives her fits of giggles and she plays with them as often as she can. This is the first ability she learned, and the one she enjoys using the most, mainly for the shits and giggles of making others dance beneath her fingertips!
Necromancy- this is her strongest ability really, though all three are strong. She can raise the dead, and control them as well. This is the second ability she learned and her second favorite. She uses those she raises as information gatherers, protectors, and warriors.
Family:: None. Chooses the side that needs the most help, the Humans
Position in the Family:: Defender, guardian, speaker, Angel?
The physical!!
The hair:: Black- Violet/blue highlights, naturally
The eyes:: Dark, dark violet. Almost black
The body:: Thin, strong, but not notably so. Pale all over, her scars blend in almost perfectly, but are very distinct up close. Very leggy and lots of torso. Tall.
The style:: Dark, gothic, very Victorian, but not all high necked and tight, low, close fitting.
The looks::
Generally her hair is down, falling roughly around her shoulders in light waves. When not down she will have it up in a messy bun or ponytail, preferring though to have it down. She feels that it is much more dramatic for what she does. Her typical clothes are loose jeans, black boots, and anything from black tank tops to loose flowy sleeved tunic-ie shirts that are almost fairytale like. When she wears skirts they are always floor length and always multi layered, matching her shirts with silver threads and black and silver corsets. She loves the Victorian style of clothing and has a collection of specially tailored dresses with the corsets, hoops, hats, and the slippers. She will wear them when there is a very dramatic raising she needs to accomplish. Typically she will have a thigh length black soft leather jacket with three pockets on the inside, on each side. She will always have silver jewelry on, hoops in her ears and a small delicate cross that she wears around her neck on a sturdy yet delicate chain that was one of her best human friends before he was killed. Other than that she has no marking that are not naturally made, nor any other jewelry.
The mental!!
The likes:: The dark, full moons, new moons, crescent moons, rare meat, white bread, reading (she gets a kick out of a certain series that she feels the main character is very much so like her) listening to music
The dislikes:: Generally those who aren’t dead, those who don’t like her, those who want to use her for their own reasons, those who are ignorant of things such as the afterlife and souls, people who try to be bitchier than she is
The hopes:: To someday be able to hold multiple dead people up at once without passing out, well, those who are over a certain age of being buried. Finding someone who shares some sort of the same passion as her, in that helping those who need it the most is the best path. Being able to control those who are Undead, as much as she can those who are dead dead.
The fears:: Loosing her control and being eaten alive, burning, drowning, loosing the trusts she gains, not finding someone who shares her passions
The talents:: Fencing, it is what keeps her in shape to be able to have the control she has. Raising the dead, something she is actually rather proud of. Messing with peoples motor functions, she enjoys it waaaaaaaaaay to much at times.
The bad habits:: She tends to make people fidget when she gets real bored, using her Puppetry to do so easily. She will doodle constantly when she has pen and paper in hand, always random things. Humming, she hums consistently, when raising the dead, when bored, when in company, when alone.
The attitude::
She sees herself as the biggest bitch there is, and nothing much will change that. She has a very strong and almost overpowering personality that can shut almost anyone up when she feels like it. She is very confident in herself and has a high self esteem, and believes that to not know and love yourself, is to never know and love yourself. The sooner you do, the sooner you have control. She has a little bit of a morbid personality in general, her humor and thoughts always on the darker side of life. She if very fond of those who can get her humor, and really knows that she will someday find someone who is like her enough to have decent conversations with, and who is different enough so she never gets bored. (Which she does very easily.) She loves her ability to be able to raise the dead and wouldn’t live without it if she had a choice, making others uncomfortable around her.
The rest!!
The parents::Sharon Snow- Mother, deceased. Carl Winter- Father, deceased.
The siblings:: None that she knows of
The others:: For all she knows? Dead. And she wont bother thinking about raising them.
The social class:: Upper-Middle-Lower class. Combination really. Depends on the time.
The history::
From an early age Ravyn was always picked on due to her height and paleness. Her parents weren’t very supportive of her when she would be teased, and she despised them for that. Her heart ached for those perfect family situations and she would set herself up for disappointment when that never seemed to happen. When her parents got killed by a hoard of crazy Humans she lived with it, and decided that she would become that which the humans needed against her kind, and those who were like her kind.
As soon as she had the ability to start raising the dead to help her on her way to bringing salvation, she did. Not really caring about who she raised, what she raised, as long as she learned control. Part of her need for that control was in that she had no control over her childhood, and so she needed the comfort of that one thing she didn’t have. She was weak as a child in her eyes, and as a teen, young adult she gained the strength she needed.
Her life was fairly simple, but also kinda of hard, with her mother being a rich and spoiled brat, and her father not really caring about anything except his alcohol and cigarettes. She grew to live with it, and grew up thinking that everyone else had to live the same way as she did. Her mother got everything she wanted, but she didn’t want the material things, she wanted a perfect family.
When her parents were killed she felt released, and therefore chose to live her life the way she wanted it. Of course she inherited all of their money, but most of it is locked away safe and sound. So, since then she has been wandering, and doing her part to support the human civilizations rights as sentient beings too. In her eyes, they deserve the right to be free. You don’t cage the tiger just because it’s a damned food source! You have to have it willingly come to you, without all the pretty shiny bits of food to lead it to its path!
The rest!!
The RP sample::
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