RE: The Grand OC! [CONTEST ONE: FLIGHT!]
12-18-2013, 08:22 AM
Username: Schazer stargazer
Name: Peppi Nephrite. For you landlocked philistines, that's Princess Nephrite. Pronounced Nehfreet!
Species: Some kind of amphibious merfolk, wrapped up in some kind of form-warping godcoat.
Gender: Lady
Color: Under the seeeea
Description: Peppi has the usual seakin features - a face-splitting smile, short white hair with two pointy bits of her head sticking out, and big, fully black eyes. She breathes through her slightly-translucent and perpetually-damp skin, which is a healthy greenstone sort of colour. She wears an unnecessary amount of exquisitely-brocaded and embroidered sea-green fabric (gold, jade, purple and white detailing), which shimmers and sways even when Peppi doesn't. It can't seem to decide on one particular cut, but consistently has a hugeass pair of kimono-esque "wings" which hang from her arms. Hoods, sashes, and ridiculous trains all seem to be fair game.
Her hands are webbed, with sticky pads like a tree frog's. The Cloak's body-warping abilities mean her legs/tail may or may not exist, but when hitching up her skirts she definitely has legs. They're pretty good at running, too! Peppi does a lot of running, being no stranger to lying, stealing, and cheating her way through life with a flutter of transparent eyelids. She's not actually a princess, but always tries to get new people to greet her as such. She is friendly but a forced nomad because of her distinctive outfit, which means she's got to sweet-talk you out of all your food before she hits the road again.
She also has jewelry. Most of it is stolen but she cares most deeply for a pearl earring which belonged to her dead friend.
Weapons/Abilities: Peppi's Cloak is the cursed artefact of some god or another. The Cloak marks its wearer as the Preysome, a ritual sacrifice to be slaughtered by the bearer of the Dagger. The Cloak cannot be removed until the accursed has been killed by the Dagger-bearer, and makes its wearer really good at fleeing. It does this by being an animate object with an apparent will of its own, as well as subtly warping the wearer's body to run faster, leap further, etc etc. Being seakin, the Cloak also propels Peppi through water faster than she physically could herself. The Cloak appears immune to water damage or dirt, and tends to stitch itself back together if anything cuts it (except the Dagger). Adding the Cloak's powers to her own, she can stick a landing onto a roof without any trouble, and hit the ground again gracefully.
Peppi also has the Dagger, the other half to the story of her Cloak. The one marked as the Dagger's bearer is the Huntward, and they are possessed by a desire to seek out and kill the Preysome. The Dagger gives its bearer a supernatural sense of where to find the Preysome, and subtly warps their physiology over time to suit their role as the predator. Peppi is not the Dagger's bearer; she stole it and has kept it under wraps since. The Dagger grants her abnormal combat skill when she's wielding it, but also gives her a steadily-building desire to hunt herself down. It's situationally useful at best.
The Cloak and Dagger may have some kind of clause which subtly prevents death by means other than Daggerage. Peppi hasn't tested this and has no real inclination to do so.
Biography: Peppi is running around with a magical dagger and a magical cloak because gods are douchebags, and Peppi tried sticking it to a pair of them. A particular duo (or was it two faces of one, who the fuck knows) were patrons of a pair of cursed items which would seek out chosen ones to enact outdated traditions. Predator and prey, fight or flight, and probably some ingrained sexist ideals that Peppi doesn't have the patience for. She wasted several years of her life chasing a friend who was chosen by the Cloak, failed to save her from her Huntsward, crossed paths with the Cloak further down the track, and decided to take the damn thing for herself and find a way to break the curse once and for all. She disarmed her Huntsward by sheer fluke, stole his knife, and has been on the run ever since.
E: supplementary worldbuildy shit
a brief history
The beaus
Name: Peppi Nephrite. For you landlocked philistines, that's Princess Nephrite. Pronounced Nehfreet!
Species: Some kind of amphibious merfolk, wrapped up in some kind of form-warping godcoat.
Gender: Lady
Color: Under the seeeea
Description: Peppi has the usual seakin features - a face-splitting smile, short white hair with two pointy bits of her head sticking out, and big, fully black eyes. She breathes through her slightly-translucent and perpetually-damp skin, which is a healthy greenstone sort of colour. She wears an unnecessary amount of exquisitely-brocaded and embroidered sea-green fabric (gold, jade, purple and white detailing), which shimmers and sways even when Peppi doesn't. It can't seem to decide on one particular cut, but consistently has a hugeass pair of kimono-esque "wings" which hang from her arms. Hoods, sashes, and ridiculous trains all seem to be fair game.
Her hands are webbed, with sticky pads like a tree frog's. The Cloak's body-warping abilities mean her legs/tail may or may not exist, but when hitching up her skirts she definitely has legs. They're pretty good at running, too! Peppi does a lot of running, being no stranger to lying, stealing, and cheating her way through life with a flutter of transparent eyelids. She's not actually a princess, but always tries to get new people to greet her as such. She is friendly but a forced nomad because of her distinctive outfit, which means she's got to sweet-talk you out of all your food before she hits the road again.
She also has jewelry. Most of it is stolen but she cares most deeply for a pearl earring which belonged to her dead friend.
Weapons/Abilities: Peppi's Cloak is the cursed artefact of some god or another. The Cloak marks its wearer as the Preysome, a ritual sacrifice to be slaughtered by the bearer of the Dagger. The Cloak cannot be removed until the accursed has been killed by the Dagger-bearer, and makes its wearer really good at fleeing. It does this by being an animate object with an apparent will of its own, as well as subtly warping the wearer's body to run faster, leap further, etc etc. Being seakin, the Cloak also propels Peppi through water faster than she physically could herself. The Cloak appears immune to water damage or dirt, and tends to stitch itself back together if anything cuts it (except the Dagger). Adding the Cloak's powers to her own, she can stick a landing onto a roof without any trouble, and hit the ground again gracefully.
Peppi also has the Dagger, the other half to the story of her Cloak. The one marked as the Dagger's bearer is the Huntward, and they are possessed by a desire to seek out and kill the Preysome. The Dagger gives its bearer a supernatural sense of where to find the Preysome, and subtly warps their physiology over time to suit their role as the predator. Peppi is not the Dagger's bearer; she stole it and has kept it under wraps since. The Dagger grants her abnormal combat skill when she's wielding it, but also gives her a steadily-building desire to hunt herself down. It's situationally useful at best.
The Cloak and Dagger may have some kind of clause which subtly prevents death by means other than Daggerage. Peppi hasn't tested this and has no real inclination to do so.
Biography: Peppi is running around with a magical dagger and a magical cloak because gods are douchebags, and Peppi tried sticking it to a pair of them. A particular duo (or was it two faces of one, who the fuck knows) were patrons of a pair of cursed items which would seek out chosen ones to enact outdated traditions. Predator and prey, fight or flight, and probably some ingrained sexist ideals that Peppi doesn't have the patience for. She wasted several years of her life chasing a friend who was chosen by the Cloak, failed to save her from her Huntsward, crossed paths with the Cloak further down the track, and decided to take the damn thing for herself and find a way to break the curse once and for all. She disarmed her Huntsward by sheer fluke, stole his knife, and has been on the run ever since.
E: supplementary worldbuildy shit
a brief history
The beaus
peace to the unsung peace to the martyrs | i'm johnny rotten appleseed
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow