Post by »Míríel« on Aug 19, 2010 19:01:57 GMT -4
APPLICATION FOR CITIZENSHIP
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- Name: Miriel Ana Trail
- Nickname/Alias:Miriel
- Age:She looks to be about 19 but in reality she's about 100.
- Gender:Female
- Race:Elf
- Occupation: Artist / Violinist
- Alignment: Red Card
- Appearance: Hair that seems to be made of sunlight streams down Miriel's slender shoulders. It is almost perfectly straight, nice and thick, but to much so, soft as rabbits fur and is always left unrestrained. You could say her very form seems to be made of brightness, from her pale skin her bright blue eyes or her nearly white hair. Her skin seems is like polished ivory and perfectly blemish less.
Even though when she walks in a room it seems charged by her presence, she has a very slender and graceful form. She is considered tall, but not freakishly so and definitely not in a gawky way. It seems that she couldn't handle even the softest touch, like a delicate flower. But in her case that flower is carved out of the purest and hardest diamond. She doesn't flinch easily when taking pain herself and can withstand some things that would make grown men cry. She's more than just eye candy. - Personality: Many think, because of Miriel's icy appearance, that she is as cold-hearted and distant herself, but this simply isn't true. Miriel is one of the sweetest persons you will ever meet. Animals are her weak point and she hates to do any harm to such things. Perhaps she is a bit guarded around strangers, but that doesn't keep her from being polite and kind.
IF you ever get to be Miriel's friend, know that she would lay her very life down for you. You will also find that Miriel is smarter than she looks, sure she's and artist in many ways but that doesn't mean she's dumb. She just loves creating things that are beautiful and in this world you need beauty.
Now just because she is a soft hearted creature doesn't mean that she can hold up her own. She has a rough side and does like a good fight, as long as it isn't with her friends. Yet she is always merciful, always, she hates taking a life with all of her soul. Many times when she does you will find her gazing moodily at an empty canvas board, unable to draw, paint, play violin, anything, it shakes her to the core. With that said, she will do so if she must, but that must has to be a BIG must. She sometimes wonders if she would ever be able to kill the dark wizard if she had the chance and that thought haunts her. - Strengths/Weaknesses:
+She is very quick and agile
+She has great hearing and sight
+She's smart
+She is skilled with a sword
+She can heal
- She usually can't bring herself to kill things
- She sometimes lets her heart interfere with business.
- She isn't very strong. (She can deflect blows and fight pretty well but against a huge guy she would be at a big disadvantage)
-Healing takes a lot out of her and causes her great pain. - Character Traits & Flaws:
+Considered very pretty
- Trusts pretty easily
- Has a soft heart
+Is loyal
-stubborn
+ Believes the best of people
+ Cares for her friends - RP Sample: Sunlight danced from the heavens above, waltzing on the leaves, and leaping onto the ground. It was springtime and what a beautiful time it was. New life seemed to burst from the seemingly dead ground. The earth had once again laboured through the winter season and given birth to beauty and light once more.
It was on such a day that Miriel couldn't contain her happiness. Somehow she had dragged Neron out to see all the different flowers that had just started to show their faces to the world. "Oh, look Neron! The soft pink on this rose, how beautiful!" The light seemed to blaze off of her like she was made of it, her black hair swirled around her like a black river but shone like highly polished ebony. Her green eyes had so much life and beauty in them they seemed like stars. Yet even though the sun was bright and shining, it didn't seem to have any effect on her ivory white skin, which remain smooth and white, though perhaps flushed with a slight hue of pink. "Oh, and this one!" Miriel rushed forward to a blue iris that was blooming, "Look! It seems as though a piece of the sky has fallen down just for us.. Oh how I love spring!" Miriel turned to look at Neron, who was couple feet behind her.
In sharp contrast to Miriel, the light seemed to shun his form. Darkness gathered around him for refuge. HIs black hair didn't reflect the light, but rather absorbed it. Even in the warm air he had on a black t-shirt with a black vest over it. Around his wrist was a black sweat band that had the emblem of a sword with wings. To say in the least he was not enjoying this as much as she was. "Yes a piece of the sky." That at least caught his attention. "Though I believe it is a bit to purple then the sky...It needs to be more blue."
Miriel frowned at him before playfully slapping him on the arm, 'Oh lighten up you big Eyor, It's a beautiful day and one that makes you glad to be alive!" She stood back and looked at him with a scrutinizing eye, "You really need a stylist and something to lighten you up" She winked at him before tossing her head to look at the Iris again, "And for this I think it is the perfect amount of blue and purple, you just are color blind." She turned with a playful smirk on her face. Neron wasn't looking at her though. "What?"
"Someone's coming." Neron's face looked away from Miriel in the direction of the sound. They were a strange couple one a shining light and the other a dull brooding shadow. - Other: Her eyes turn a sort of glowing amberish color when she heals, along with her fingertips. (In picture)
*PLEASE NOTE: WE ARE EXPERIENCING AN INCREASE IN CRIME RATE. LOCK ALL DOORS, WINDOWS, AND CELLAR DOORS IN CASE OF A RED ALERT. THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME, AND WELCOME TO BRONZE CITY.*
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