Re: Intense Struggle Season 2!
07-13-2010, 11:24 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Wojjan.
Username: Woah, jam!
Name: Dena
Gender: Female
Race: Human, although magical
Colour: This, maybe?
Description: Dena is a young woman, about nineteen years old, and a little small for her age with beautiful long blonde hair and eyes like the sky she likes to gaze at. She's always wearing a plain white gown, and at hot days (like the day she was plucked to the battle) a hat in the same colour, and a colourful necklace with blue and orange beads. Her face is by far the most amiable anyone could ever imagine, and she has the friendy and serene attitude expected of such a pure person. She isn't prone to fight at all. Now, why would anyone pick her to compete in a Grand Battle?
Abilities/Equipment: As mentioned before, Dena is at peace with herself and the world. She stood out to the gods as the only one in her world to not grow tainted by seduction and wrath as her life progressed; instead, she was like a beacon of sincerity among the world filled with vile hate. The gods rewarded her for her virtue with two orbs, about the size of a golf ball, called Ataraxia and Hedone, respectively blue and orange. They are now part of Dena's necklace as well as the inspiration for it. If golf balls deserve a name, you know something must be up with them. These two words loosely translate to inperturbability and enjoyment. These two virtues she already had evolved when in possession of the orbs, and grew beyond human reach. Dena could use these two qualities and have them emanate to her environment. Depending on how calm or glad she is feeling at the moment, this could have the effect of people developing a gentler mindset when talking to her to having the surrounding spooky forest become the purest of woods as long as she's around.
Biography: Dena lived a peaceful life up to now. Her first years were indeed the kind of peaceful you would expect, but as she continued her serene one-with-nature lifestyle, her friends changed, and tipped to the other end of the moral scale. And so, they grew apart. She then lived mostly alone, with the few friends she has left who just like her didn't stray from the path. Peaceful now meant dull.
Name: Dena
Gender: Female
Race: Human, although magical
Colour: This, maybe?
Description: Dena is a young woman, about nineteen years old, and a little small for her age with beautiful long blonde hair and eyes like the sky she likes to gaze at. She's always wearing a plain white gown, and at hot days (like the day she was plucked to the battle) a hat in the same colour, and a colourful necklace with blue and orange beads. Her face is by far the most amiable anyone could ever imagine, and she has the friendy and serene attitude expected of such a pure person. She isn't prone to fight at all. Now, why would anyone pick her to compete in a Grand Battle?
Abilities/Equipment: As mentioned before, Dena is at peace with herself and the world. She stood out to the gods as the only one in her world to not grow tainted by seduction and wrath as her life progressed; instead, she was like a beacon of sincerity among the world filled with vile hate. The gods rewarded her for her virtue with two orbs, about the size of a golf ball, called Ataraxia and Hedone, respectively blue and orange. They are now part of Dena's necklace as well as the inspiration for it. If golf balls deserve a name, you know something must be up with them. These two words loosely translate to inperturbability and enjoyment. These two virtues she already had evolved when in possession of the orbs, and grew beyond human reach. Dena could use these two qualities and have them emanate to her environment. Depending on how calm or glad she is feeling at the moment, this could have the effect of people developing a gentler mindset when talking to her to having the surrounding spooky forest become the purest of woods as long as she's around.
Biography: Dena lived a peaceful life up to now. Her first years were indeed the kind of peaceful you would expect, but as she continued her serene one-with-nature lifestyle, her friends changed, and tipped to the other end of the moral scale. And so, they grew apart. She then lived mostly alone, with the few friends she has left who just like her didn't stray from the path. Peaceful now meant dull.
quidquid Latine dictum sit altum videtur.