Thread: Love, Loyalty, and the Battle Between

Name Melody Quinn Gender Female Age 15 Species Human Physical Features Melody is a petite young girl, though she is in the process of blossoming into a young woman. At four feet six inches, the probability of growing any taller is slim, almost nonexistent. Being a human, there is no feathers, no scales, no wings or reptilian features to be seen. Instead, in this world of monsters and bloodshed, she is surprisingly ordinary. Her hair is a long and wavy light brown, which ends right at the small of her back, and brings out darker brown eyes. Though she cannot compare to women that are more fully developed, there is one things that is very special about her...and that is, there is nothing at all fake about her. Not even her bright, warming smile. Sexual Preference Straight Powers None. Weapon Although she is human, she does carry a small dagger on her person, as well as a bow and arrow. Both are mainly used for hunting, but if she has to, she will use one or the other for self-defense. Biography Years ago, Melody was born into the world, despite all odds. At birth, she was a sickly child...not expecting to live much more than a day because of the problem with her heart. However, she defied these odds. Unlike almost everyone in her village, she cannot work to the best of her abilities. The men hunt to put food on the table, and the women smith in order to make sure the village can defend itself, in case anything happens. So...Melody began cooking, and found that she had a gift in the kitchen. Her food is almost like heaven on the tongue. Yet not too long ago, a great horde of demons came rampaging into the village...killing everyone within sight...including her parents. Luckily, Melody was visiting a relative elsewhere, so she didnt get killed herself. Right now she is homeless, and lonely, having not a friend in the world. Hobbies Melody loves to cook. It is her passion, even though she has always been ridiculed because of her sickly disposition. More of a mental person than a physical one, she also likes to read, to learn more about things. Dont worry, though...she can still have fun. Picture optional Name Ganvira Gender Female Age 27 Species Harpy Physical Features Ganvira is about three feet tall from nose to base to tail, with short, almost lizard-like legs. Most of her body is covered in small, round scales, providing amazing protection. Her face and upper half do not have scales, but that doesnt mean that it is more vulnerable than the scaly hide. Wings spanning at four feet long, she can be outrun by humans...but she can easily fly faster than one. Whenever she is forced to walk, she will do so with her wings for balance and partially unfurled. Most of the time, however, she prefers having the pair folded smoothly and comfortably down her back. The fingers also bend double at the joints when folded, like a hand curling into a fist, shortening the length of her exposed wing. Her tail doesnt assist any when balance comes into the picture. There are streaks of ochre along her regal cheekbones. On the underside of her wings is ochre shading as well, with hints of dull orange. Her eyes are dark, the irises being a warm golden color, but black making up the outer edges. White hair cascades down over her shoulders, the wave similar to a layer of newly fallen snow. Because of the layers of muscles between wings and sternum, her chest appears somewhat larger and deeper than a humans chest does. Overall? Ganvira is a beautiful creature. Sexual Preference Ganvira is straight, pure and simple. Powers Most would assume that harpies are just birds with the head of a woman, but that isnt the case. Ganvira can fly up to thirty-six miles per hour, not to mention she can alter her appearance at will, whenever she feels up to it. That doesnt happen very often, however, for she only feels that urge when the urge to mate hits. It is an unpredictable process...for you never know when it will hit, but when it does...whoever she chooses as a mate for that night will certainly be sore in the morning. The ability to change her form can also occur outside the cycle, but she has to feel particularly strong...after a good meal, or she rests several hours. Again, she doesnt use such an ability often. Her face can also elongate into a birds beak whenever she feeds. Regeneration is but another one of her powers, though it is a bit tricky to use, for she has to ingest blood in order to speed up the regeneration. Usually she can heal minor cuts and wounds, but when it comes to whole limbs...she would lose quite a lot of energy, and so would have to rest afterwards. Weapon Ganvira doesnt care to use anything as silly as man-made weapons, preferring to use what she already has at her disposal. Her claws are wicked sharp, capable of cutting through flesh and bone as though it is butter...and her wings make it easy to catch any prey. Biography Bloodshed...that all really needs to be said when it comes to Ganviras past. Harpies enjoy killing people, and she wasnt any different...especially after reaching maturity. Many have fallen under her power...and some eaten. Beyond that, there isnt much to be said. Both parents died when she was young, leaving her alone and defenseless. However, she learned how to stay alive fairly quickly, so that nothing could take her unaware. Hobbies Ganvira likes to spare every once in a while, to keep her mind and body sharp. There is also wood-carving, which she believes is a luxury, and should be done sparingly. Whenever she is stressed, or worrying over something, she will take out a piece of wood and work on it until the matter is resolved in her mind. Picture optional Name Susan Susie Baldwin Age 18 Gender Female Species Sheep Demon Powers Sheep are known as gentle, calm creatures that mean no harm, and are content to just graze during long hot days. Their wool gives protection against cold winter nights, having been spun into jackets, shirts and the like. Susies wool does do this, and a great deal more. It has the capability to turn from soft and fluffy, into body-armor. Not much can pierce it, for it is like hardened steel. However, she can very well weave the wool into body-armor for others whenever it is shaven. After that, of course she is left vulnerable...but she does gain extra speed and agility from the burden being taken off. If someone with ill-intentions strokes her wool, that person will immediately grow sleepy, and could fall asleep...though who knows for how long. Earth Manipulation - Susie can manipulate earth at will, mostly using it as a shield around herself whenever there is an attack. Every once in a while, she can find or make boulders, sending flying projectiles towards an enemy, though she doesnt like to do this. Good Fortune - Now this is a tricky business. Any good fortune that befalls a person depends on a coin, which Susie carries in her pocket. There is nothing particularly special about the coin, other than the fact that it has a hole right in the middle. When someone bets on that coin, making two different wishes on each side...one is bound to come try. Yet there is always a price to pay...either that, or it ends up not the way youd expect. Weapon Susie carries no weapon, for she doesnt care for violence. Instead, if she is forced to fight, she will use the weapons she already has at her disposal. Physical Features Ill leave it up to the picture. Biography Susies people are of the traveling sort, roaming around the countryside, before finally settling down with a husband or wife and having children. That is just what they do. And so...she is in her wandering stage, where she has no aim, no purpose so she is kinda lonely, even though she found Booming a couple years ago. It doesnt really compare to having someone your own age around. Hobbies Susie likes to lay underneath a tree and just sleep whenever there isnt anything going on. Most of the time though, she is pretty curious, getting herself into trouble when originally, someone would think there isnt any to be found. Likes Fruit, especially strawberries, the toys Booming likes to make, and flowers Dislikes Meat, mean people Picture