Post by Immortality on Apr 8, 2006 15:27:41 GMT -5
Name: Scythe "The Guardian of War"
age: 19
gender: Female
type: I'd like to be 'The Guardian Angel of War' if possible...Angel
alligment: Dark-Neutral
looks/temper:
Scythe is a very easy-going and cunning person. It is literally impossible to enrage her and she has never before been seen having a smile or frown. She's only had a small smirk which is rarely seen when she's at work in a battle or kill. Needless to say she's a very gorey person.
(COMPLETE copyright and credit for images below goes to the fabulous costume designer/model and photographers of Angelicstar.net)
img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/friskychips/scythe.jpg
img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/friskychips/scythe2.jpg
img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/friskychips/battleangel15.jpg
img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/friskychips/battleangel29.jpg
Name: Squall "The Guardian of Wind"
age: 6 Rotations
type: Winged Quadruped
looks/temper: Squall is a very short tempered and easily hated stallion. He has manners, but rarely uses them. He can also be quite daring and violent. Always listens to Scythes every command.
Squall's looks are dark and eerie. He's a dark stallion, and has a black coat with navy mane and tail. He has maroon eyes, and is always wearing midieval battle armor of pure silver with myserious engravings and a single spoke of metal molded into a horn that is made into his armor that makes him look like a unicorn with a horn under the armor, but it's not, though it is fatal like a sword as it is very long. He also has two massive black wings that drag on the ground even when fully held in flaunt.
pupeteer: Immortality
secret words in rules: Depressed Love
RPG experience: Experianced. 6 years in horse rps, 3 Years in human rps.
sample post:
Screams erupted, melting the serene atmosphere. Far off in the distance of the source of this decimated silence swooped the prodigous chassis of stalwart sovereign, rendition at the mercy of the firmanent's blue yonder strokes. Strong propelling collaborates allowed the figure a more eased pulse as the massive stag reached the context of the wasteland abyss. A shadowy figure jumped from the quadruped's back, heels regained their fusion into the lithoath as she arrived to the floors of her destination...
Scythe took a few steps forward before drawing a massive blade of blood washed steel from her attire, without looking she brought the tip of the blade with ease and speed to the direction of two..shall we say...enemies she had been tracking down for the past week. She was determined, though a straight face held her facial details in no mental emotion hidden nor shown. She commanded to Squal two words that would bring these two beastly men to their downfall before her. She would kill them, but for now, "Find them." She ordered.
Within a matter of seconds Squall took off, black liquour dancing in his morbid lampistra that simply spelled out his fatal intentions...there would be bloodspill tonight. But then again..it was her job. She was often hired by many gods to destroy their enemies single handedly, or watch over them in battle. So comes her name, for she was 'Scythe; The Guardian of War'.
age: 19
gender: Female
type: I'd like to be 'The Guardian Angel of War' if possible...Angel
alligment: Dark-Neutral
looks/temper:
Scythe is a very easy-going and cunning person. It is literally impossible to enrage her and she has never before been seen having a smile or frown. She's only had a small smirk which is rarely seen when she's at work in a battle or kill. Needless to say she's a very gorey person.
(COMPLETE copyright and credit for images below goes to the fabulous costume designer/model and photographers of Angelicstar.net)
img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/friskychips/scythe.jpg
img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/friskychips/scythe2.jpg
img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/friskychips/battleangel15.jpg
img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/friskychips/battleangel29.jpg
Name: Squall "The Guardian of Wind"
age: 6 Rotations
type: Winged Quadruped
looks/temper: Squall is a very short tempered and easily hated stallion. He has manners, but rarely uses them. He can also be quite daring and violent. Always listens to Scythes every command.
Squall's looks are dark and eerie. He's a dark stallion, and has a black coat with navy mane and tail. He has maroon eyes, and is always wearing midieval battle armor of pure silver with myserious engravings and a single spoke of metal molded into a horn that is made into his armor that makes him look like a unicorn with a horn under the armor, but it's not, though it is fatal like a sword as it is very long. He also has two massive black wings that drag on the ground even when fully held in flaunt.
pupeteer: Immortality
secret words in rules: Depressed Love
RPG experience: Experianced. 6 years in horse rps, 3 Years in human rps.
sample post:
Screams erupted, melting the serene atmosphere. Far off in the distance of the source of this decimated silence swooped the prodigous chassis of stalwart sovereign, rendition at the mercy of the firmanent's blue yonder strokes. Strong propelling collaborates allowed the figure a more eased pulse as the massive stag reached the context of the wasteland abyss. A shadowy figure jumped from the quadruped's back, heels regained their fusion into the lithoath as she arrived to the floors of her destination...
Scythe took a few steps forward before drawing a massive blade of blood washed steel from her attire, without looking she brought the tip of the blade with ease and speed to the direction of two..shall we say...enemies she had been tracking down for the past week. She was determined, though a straight face held her facial details in no mental emotion hidden nor shown. She commanded to Squal two words that would bring these two beastly men to their downfall before her. She would kill them, but for now, "Find them." She ordered.
Within a matter of seconds Squall took off, black liquour dancing in his morbid lampistra that simply spelled out his fatal intentions...there would be bloodspill tonight. But then again..it was her job. She was often hired by many gods to destroy their enemies single handedly, or watch over them in battle. So comes her name, for she was 'Scythe; The Guardian of War'.