Post by Medusa on Dec 8, 2011 19:16:25 GMT -8
Name: Medusa Gorgon
Age: For 800 years old
Movie/Show: Soul Eater
Picture:
Other: Naw
Personality: Cunning, malicious ad calculating.
History: Medusa is a witch who's been around for some time. For most of her childhood she stayed away from the DWMA, the Academy where the children learned to fight against darkness and evil. Including her breed, witches. She showed extraordinary power, even in her young age, and as she grew she became a witch few desired to meddle with. Course, she had other plans.
The witch disguised herself as a nurse and worked at the school for some time. No one suspected, but after they discovered it all went loose. Regardless, it was her doings that nearly lead the world to its' end. She even sacrificed herself. This was a mistake she'd not make again... They believed her dead, but Medusa was attached to life through many snakes. With all this evil erupting in the world, she was unexpectedly revived. Brought back... initially she was weak and tired. But it didn't take long for her to regain her original strength, and even exceed it.
She returned. A force to be reckoned with no doubt, but playing her cards much closer to her chest. Though she'd devised one thing. She belonged to no one, not the 'good' side, nor the 'bad' side. Though one thing was certain; she was most definitely a dark creature of her own accord.
Family: Crona
Element: eh... Not sure how to classify this with Medusa and her spells... XD
Class: Shape-Shifters
Allies/Enemies: Besides obvious, left for rp
Sample Post:
She made no attempt to conceal her identity for the moment. She was much to high in the sky for anyone to see her face. Only visible as a small blotch against the crescent moon if someone were at the correct angle. She sat, entirely balanced and unwavering on the broom. Yellow eyes pierced the buildings bellow her, and for a brief moment a smile might have taken her lips. But it just as likely could have been tricks of the lighting.
"How charming, the second chance I've been given..." she mused. Indeed it had been a smile, which grew particularly grotesque as her features darkened, "But this time... I won't waste it!" she hissed wickedly. Pulled her hood slightly, her features returned to their subtle, surprisingly beautiful state. She allowed a chuckle... a dark rolling one that shivered through the streets below her. Grasping the broom stick, she swerved from her perch in the sky, and descended.
Age: For 800 years old
Movie/Show: Soul Eater
Picture:
Other: Naw
Personality: Cunning, malicious ad calculating.
History: Medusa is a witch who's been around for some time. For most of her childhood she stayed away from the DWMA, the Academy where the children learned to fight against darkness and evil. Including her breed, witches. She showed extraordinary power, even in her young age, and as she grew she became a witch few desired to meddle with. Course, she had other plans.
The witch disguised herself as a nurse and worked at the school for some time. No one suspected, but after they discovered it all went loose. Regardless, it was her doings that nearly lead the world to its' end. She even sacrificed herself. This was a mistake she'd not make again... They believed her dead, but Medusa was attached to life through many snakes. With all this evil erupting in the world, she was unexpectedly revived. Brought back... initially she was weak and tired. But it didn't take long for her to regain her original strength, and even exceed it.
She returned. A force to be reckoned with no doubt, but playing her cards much closer to her chest. Though she'd devised one thing. She belonged to no one, not the 'good' side, nor the 'bad' side. Though one thing was certain; she was most definitely a dark creature of her own accord.
Family: Crona
Element: eh... Not sure how to classify this with Medusa and her spells... XD
Class: Shape-Shifters
Allies/Enemies: Besides obvious, left for rp
Sample Post:
She made no attempt to conceal her identity for the moment. She was much to high in the sky for anyone to see her face. Only visible as a small blotch against the crescent moon if someone were at the correct angle. She sat, entirely balanced and unwavering on the broom. Yellow eyes pierced the buildings bellow her, and for a brief moment a smile might have taken her lips. But it just as likely could have been tricks of the lighting.
"How charming, the second chance I've been given..." she mused. Indeed it had been a smile, which grew particularly grotesque as her features darkened, "But this time... I won't waste it!" she hissed wickedly. Pulled her hood slightly, her features returned to their subtle, surprisingly beautiful state. She allowed a chuckle... a dark rolling one that shivered through the streets below her. Grasping the broom stick, she swerved from her perch in the sky, and descended.
