Post by Twilight on Apr 28, 2007 14:20:10 GMT -5
YOU
Your name: Tiffers
Age: 18
Contact: brokenandusedluv(AIM), Tiffers_Taffy@hotmail.com (MSN), Tiffers_Taffy@yahoo.com (YAHOO)
Past Experience: Roughly about five to six years. I was in the Old G&G on Hp, and many different rps since then.
CHARACTER
Name: Twilight
Age: 18
Parents: Apollo and Selene
Title: Goddess of Light and the Moon (basically she is the Goddess of Twilight, the time in between night and day, hince her name)
Side: Good
Personality:
When Twilight was little, she became known to the other Gods and Goddess as a very bright child, both in personality and in intellegence. She has that common, happy go lucky quality about her, but she can be on the shy side around people that she doesn't know all that well. She is friendly to people, unless they do something to anger her. But, she doesn't really have a dark side, and doesn't show her anger often. She will fight for herself, but she would rather be peaceful, which is why she hates this war. She is her mother's daughter, and is learning to dissapper the sun and rise the moon, from her mother. She knows who her father is and spends time with him, but she isn't close to him, considering he has so many other children with other goddess running around. She respects her father, but just isn't very close to him.
Twilight, as said before, is a very wise child. She spends most of her time studying and learning everything she can, is probably one of the only Goddess that enjoys going to school, and has since she was a little girl. She is known for carrying around her staff; a white staff as tall as she is which has both a moon and a sun on it, showing her powers, to cause the day to end and the night to begin. Those her only real powers, but she takes her job very seriously and waits the day she can take over from her mother. She is respect by the other Gods and Goddess, even if she isn't a high goddess. She knows her place, and does her job well, which helps her to make friends very easily.
Physical Description and PB:
Twilight is a rather tall goddess, at 5'7", and with her height she keeps her body at a rather skinny weight as well. Her hair is brunette like her mother's, with a hint of golden highlights in it from her father. Her eyes are a hazel brown that match her hair, and are said that make her look more like her father, which is a fact that she totally hates. She is always seen wearing dresses, and nothing else. The PB is Keira Knightly
Character History:
Twilight was born to the Goddess of the Moon, Selene, and the God of the Sun, Light, Medicine, & Music. The story of her birth is widely known, and nothing special as any of the other Gods and Goddess roaming the world. After losing her earth lover, Endymion, to an eternal sleep, Selene was thrown into a depression. She still visit her earth lover in the cave he slept in every night, but it wasn't the same as it had been before. She grieved for him. And, of course, Apollo came to her side , to help her through it. They had always been slight friends, since they had similar duties, one for the Sun and one for the Moon. Selene fell in love with him, and Apollo took full advantage of that fact. They slept together and they created Twlight, the little goddess of the light and the Moon. And then, he went on to his next lover, leaving Selene broken yet agian. This is, of course, common among the Gods, but Twilight grew to resent her father, for the broken woman her mother had become because of him. Her mother began to move on to other Gods, and Twilight has many half sisters and brothers on her side, as well as on Apollo's side.
RP Example: [[Recycled]]
It was almost two a.m., and the wind was blowing through the trees in its eerie night time way, as Lorriane Greyback laided in her bed, looking up at the celling, wondering why in the world she couldn't go back to sleep. On one of the nights that she wasn't on Prefect Duty, she was wide awake and couldn't seem to fall into the much needed sleep that she needed. She had been having those dreams again. The ones where she was running through the forest beside the school, and her father was chasing after her. She was despertly trying to get away, and she would run into people at the school, she would beg for help, and they would laugh. She would just keep running and running. Her father never caught her in the dreams, but she always seemed to be running away as fast as she could. She had never told anyone of her dreams, but people knew of her fear of her father. Even her little brother Toby, who thought of their father as a saint, knew how she felt. Lorriane had never said she hated him. She just was afraid of him. She also didn't think that he loved her. She may have been his first child, but was Fenir Greyback really capable of love? She knew her mother loved him with all her heart, and so did Toby, but Lorriane had never felt any love from the man. She also thought that he had always wanted a son first. Which, was why Toby and him got along so well. Lorriane just stayed away from him, and tried not to anger him or even talk to him, out of total fear. No one knew what it was like having a known killer for a father, and the looks that people gave you, expecting you to kill them in their beds. Lorriane was nothing like that though. She had always been told she was one of the sweetest people you could meet, but they where all still afraid of her, and what she was capable of, since she was part werewolf, and tended to go wolfy three days out of the month.
Lorriane sighed as she rolled over to one of her sides, and looked towards the door. She remembered the first couple of days at Hogwarts, and she remembered how she had been treated when she arrived. Word had spread fast that she was the daughter of a werewolf, and she was treated like she was the scum of the earth for days on end. She still was treated that way up until this day. It wouldn't have bother her brother, but it bothered Lorriane. It bother her what people said about her. She didn't like to be talked about, but who did? But, that first day on the way to Hogwarts, she had met Modesty Lestange. They had become friends, considering they where both social outcasts. The Lestranges weren't excatly the most love people in the world. But, they both found a home in Slytherin, and they become close. She had made several other friends over the years, but Modesty was defently one of her best. She sighed as she rolled over to the other side once again, but this time she sat up. She couldn't sleep. She needed some fresh air, and she just needed to find a place where she knew she could think, about all the things that where bothering her in her life. And, the only place she felt like she think about anything was the roof of the North tower.
Lorriane had dressed rather rushed, with her school uniform and her robe over top of it, and left her hair hanging all the way down her back as it usually did. Lorriane was known around the school for her long black locks that where always hanging down her back, or up in a ponytail braid. She sighed as she walked out of the dungeon that held the Slytherin Dorm rooms. She wondered through the halls, not being stopped once by one of the Prefects. Sometimes it payed to be one of them, and sometimes it was just a pain. Now was one of the good times when it paided. She roamed through the school, reaching the North Tower in ten minutes of leaving the room. It also paided to know the school like the back of her hand. She climbed the steps of the tower, reaching the roof. The tower gave a good view of the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest, where she spent her wolfy nights. She shuttered as she looked away, sitting down as the wind blew gently through her hair. She wished she wasn't born to a werewolf and his wife. She wished she could have been born a normal girl. But, she knew she had been born into her family for a reason. She just wished she could get over her fear of her father, and learn to love him, expecially considering she resembled him in more than one way. Her hair, her skin color, her eyes, where all his. The only thing that belonged to her mother was her body shape, and her height. She hated that fact. It was what drove her into her dancing. She wanted to be different from her family. She wanted to be someone. She wanted to excape her family heritage. She pulled her legs close to her chest, as she wrapped her arms around them, holding herself as she let the tears fall. Why did she hate herself and her family so much? Why couldm't she just be happy. She looked up as she heard the footsteps coming up to the roof. She didn't want anyone to see her like this. She wipped the tears from her face as she looked towards the stairway, speaking in a rather shaky voice.
"Who's there?"
Your name: Tiffers
Age: 18
Contact: brokenandusedluv(AIM), Tiffers_Taffy@hotmail.com (MSN), Tiffers_Taffy@yahoo.com (YAHOO)
Past Experience: Roughly about five to six years. I was in the Old G&G on Hp, and many different rps since then.
CHARACTER
Name: Twilight
Age: 18
Parents: Apollo and Selene
Title: Goddess of Light and the Moon (basically she is the Goddess of Twilight, the time in between night and day, hince her name)
Side: Good
Personality:
When Twilight was little, she became known to the other Gods and Goddess as a very bright child, both in personality and in intellegence. She has that common, happy go lucky quality about her, but she can be on the shy side around people that she doesn't know all that well. She is friendly to people, unless they do something to anger her. But, she doesn't really have a dark side, and doesn't show her anger often. She will fight for herself, but she would rather be peaceful, which is why she hates this war. She is her mother's daughter, and is learning to dissapper the sun and rise the moon, from her mother. She knows who her father is and spends time with him, but she isn't close to him, considering he has so many other children with other goddess running around. She respects her father, but just isn't very close to him.
Twilight, as said before, is a very wise child. She spends most of her time studying and learning everything she can, is probably one of the only Goddess that enjoys going to school, and has since she was a little girl. She is known for carrying around her staff; a white staff as tall as she is which has both a moon and a sun on it, showing her powers, to cause the day to end and the night to begin. Those her only real powers, but she takes her job very seriously and waits the day she can take over from her mother. She is respect by the other Gods and Goddess, even if she isn't a high goddess. She knows her place, and does her job well, which helps her to make friends very easily.
Physical Description and PB:
Twilight is a rather tall goddess, at 5'7", and with her height she keeps her body at a rather skinny weight as well. Her hair is brunette like her mother's, with a hint of golden highlights in it from her father. Her eyes are a hazel brown that match her hair, and are said that make her look more like her father, which is a fact that she totally hates. She is always seen wearing dresses, and nothing else. The PB is Keira Knightly
Character History:
Twilight was born to the Goddess of the Moon, Selene, and the God of the Sun, Light, Medicine, & Music. The story of her birth is widely known, and nothing special as any of the other Gods and Goddess roaming the world. After losing her earth lover, Endymion, to an eternal sleep, Selene was thrown into a depression. She still visit her earth lover in the cave he slept in every night, but it wasn't the same as it had been before. She grieved for him. And, of course, Apollo came to her side , to help her through it. They had always been slight friends, since they had similar duties, one for the Sun and one for the Moon. Selene fell in love with him, and Apollo took full advantage of that fact. They slept together and they created Twlight, the little goddess of the light and the Moon. And then, he went on to his next lover, leaving Selene broken yet agian. This is, of course, common among the Gods, but Twilight grew to resent her father, for the broken woman her mother had become because of him. Her mother began to move on to other Gods, and Twilight has many half sisters and brothers on her side, as well as on Apollo's side.
RP Example: [[Recycled]]
It was almost two a.m., and the wind was blowing through the trees in its eerie night time way, as Lorriane Greyback laided in her bed, looking up at the celling, wondering why in the world she couldn't go back to sleep. On one of the nights that she wasn't on Prefect Duty, she was wide awake and couldn't seem to fall into the much needed sleep that she needed. She had been having those dreams again. The ones where she was running through the forest beside the school, and her father was chasing after her. She was despertly trying to get away, and she would run into people at the school, she would beg for help, and they would laugh. She would just keep running and running. Her father never caught her in the dreams, but she always seemed to be running away as fast as she could. She had never told anyone of her dreams, but people knew of her fear of her father. Even her little brother Toby, who thought of their father as a saint, knew how she felt. Lorriane had never said she hated him. She just was afraid of him. She also didn't think that he loved her. She may have been his first child, but was Fenir Greyback really capable of love? She knew her mother loved him with all her heart, and so did Toby, but Lorriane had never felt any love from the man. She also thought that he had always wanted a son first. Which, was why Toby and him got along so well. Lorriane just stayed away from him, and tried not to anger him or even talk to him, out of total fear. No one knew what it was like having a known killer for a father, and the looks that people gave you, expecting you to kill them in their beds. Lorriane was nothing like that though. She had always been told she was one of the sweetest people you could meet, but they where all still afraid of her, and what she was capable of, since she was part werewolf, and tended to go wolfy three days out of the month.
Lorriane sighed as she rolled over to one of her sides, and looked towards the door. She remembered the first couple of days at Hogwarts, and she remembered how she had been treated when she arrived. Word had spread fast that she was the daughter of a werewolf, and she was treated like she was the scum of the earth for days on end. She still was treated that way up until this day. It wouldn't have bother her brother, but it bothered Lorriane. It bother her what people said about her. She didn't like to be talked about, but who did? But, that first day on the way to Hogwarts, she had met Modesty Lestange. They had become friends, considering they where both social outcasts. The Lestranges weren't excatly the most love people in the world. But, they both found a home in Slytherin, and they become close. She had made several other friends over the years, but Modesty was defently one of her best. She sighed as she rolled over to the other side once again, but this time she sat up. She couldn't sleep. She needed some fresh air, and she just needed to find a place where she knew she could think, about all the things that where bothering her in her life. And, the only place she felt like she think about anything was the roof of the North tower.
Lorriane had dressed rather rushed, with her school uniform and her robe over top of it, and left her hair hanging all the way down her back as it usually did. Lorriane was known around the school for her long black locks that where always hanging down her back, or up in a ponytail braid. She sighed as she walked out of the dungeon that held the Slytherin Dorm rooms. She wondered through the halls, not being stopped once by one of the Prefects. Sometimes it payed to be one of them, and sometimes it was just a pain. Now was one of the good times when it paided. She roamed through the school, reaching the North Tower in ten minutes of leaving the room. It also paided to know the school like the back of her hand. She climbed the steps of the tower, reaching the roof. The tower gave a good view of the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest, where she spent her wolfy nights. She shuttered as she looked away, sitting down as the wind blew gently through her hair. She wished she wasn't born to a werewolf and his wife. She wished she could have been born a normal girl. But, she knew she had been born into her family for a reason. She just wished she could get over her fear of her father, and learn to love him, expecially considering she resembled him in more than one way. Her hair, her skin color, her eyes, where all his. The only thing that belonged to her mother was her body shape, and her height. She hated that fact. It was what drove her into her dancing. She wanted to be different from her family. She wanted to be someone. She wanted to excape her family heritage. She pulled her legs close to her chest, as she wrapped her arms around them, holding herself as she let the tears fall. Why did she hate herself and her family so much? Why couldm't she just be happy. She looked up as she heard the footsteps coming up to the roof. She didn't want anyone to see her like this. She wipped the tears from her face as she looked towards the stairway, speaking in a rather shaky voice.
"Who's there?"