Post by Miyu on Jan 16, 2010 17:44:06 GMT -5
Character: Distance
Faction: Sin
Gender: Female
Age: Appears around 18-19- Shes fairly new to the sin life
Element: Ice
Summon:
Faction: Sin
Gender: Female
Age: Appears around 18-19- Shes fairly new to the sin life
Element: Ice
Summon:
Namir is a snow leopard, he is calm and collected when needed but loves to play with Distance when he can. Rarely separated from Distance he is very loyal and always there to keep the lonely sin company. They get along very well, with little to no arguments. He will often take a nap while lay his head on her leg or lap.Power:
Namir is a bit of a whiter tone then the average snow leopard with black spots that creates quite a contrast. He’s about 80cm long (tail is another 80cm) and weighs about 90lbs. He is well adapted to cold conditions due to his thick, warm fur and he has cute little round ears. He has massive paws, that are extremely ticklish and will either get irked or playful when tickled.
Distance’s power allows her to freeze things by touching them. Though she is not strong enough to freeze another Sin/Virtue completely, she can give them a really bad case of frost bite. Her power also seems to make her skin and breath cold, she also feels the affect of the cold less then the average Sin, but heat can become unbearable to herWeapon:
Her weapon is a finely crafted bow and arrow set. The arrows are a dark chocolate colour wood with elaborate white shining designs spiraling up the shaft of the arrow. The arrowhead is a glistening crystal that looks as if the crystal is ice itself. The fletching color is a pure white that sparkles in the sunlight and make the arrow have pinpoint accuracy and speed. Also know matter how many arrows she uses her Quiver seems to never run out. She never goes anywhere with out her weapon and when shes not out its always close by.Appearance:
The bow is in a similar style to a recurve bow, Its the same colour and runic design as the arrows. Its limb is longer so it can fire a longer distance, along with a string that has prefect elasticity and never seems to stretch or weaken.
: Distance has long waist length hair that is almost completely straight except for the slight wave in it. It’s a white-silver with a light violet tint in it.History:
She has a series of delicate tattoos running down her back, the match the one on her weapon, and is a light blue shade. The go half way down her back before they fade off in to she white skin.
Distance’s eyes are a soft purple colour that will change to ice blue when activating her power. Her eyes are big but have empty, soulless depth to them. She has long dark, dark eyelashes that a delicately frame her eyes and bring out the colour.
She has ghostly white skin. Its unhealthy and almost is almost as light as her hair, maybe this had to do with staying indoor for so much of her human life, and only ever going outside at night.
Her figure is rather petit but not frail. She has strong upper arms and is an excellent climber. She cant run practically fast but can walk as silently as a cat. She stands about 5’3 and weighs about 110 pounds.
She enjoys dressing up in fun and fancy clothing when she has time, but wears the practical clothes for the occasion. Her everyday wear is a white and purplish blue flowing dress, if its cold she will wear a white cloak with a black trim that falls just past her knees and has a warm fuzzy interior. For shoes she wears little black slippers that are comfortable and durable, so she can walk long distances in comfort and without many breaks.
Enola grew up in a wealthy family, they had a huge estate decorated with vines, balconies, lattice, and lots of finely carved designs in the stone ledges. Was a very adorable child and a beautiful adolescents. With golden blonde hair and brilliant green eyes. Her parents were extremely social people and would have lots of gatherings and parties, they would show off Enola to all there friends. Unfortualty Enola was frightfully shy. The though off meeting new people could send her into a panic attack.Behaviour:
One day, when Enola was playing with her cat. Her mother came in and told her that they were throwing her a ball for her sixteenth birthday. She said it was to meet some new people and possibly find a husband. Horrified she started yelling at her mother and then grabbed her cat and run up stairs to her room.
Her room was on the third floor, the highest one that is lived on. It was a huge room with expensive furniture, walk in close bathroom, and a stone balcony. She bolted into her room and locked the door. She then hurled herself on to the cream coloured comforter and started to cry.
When she woke up her dress’s sleeves were tear stained and she had dark circles under her eyes. Her cat was curled up beside her, snoring lightly. It was still dark out and she was starvimg. She decided to sneak out of her room to the kitchen to grab some food. On her way down she snuck past the parlour where she heard her parents talking about how they were still going to throw the party, and how she was just acting childish and she would get over it. Angered she continued to the kitchen were she stocked up on more food then she needed and returned to her room unseen. She hide the food in her closet except for an apple she planned to eat now. She then went back to sleep for the rest of the night.
That morning she woke up to her mother knocking on the door. Enola refused to leave her room, and her mother responded how will you live with no food. Not telling her about the stash she had hidden they continued to argue.
In the days to come she lived off the food and water she had hidden. After about five days her parents gave in and started to leave very measly meals outside the door for her. Every day her father would threaten and her mother would cry. But Enola refused to leave her room.
Months had past and she still had yet to leave her quarters. Her parents had stopped talking to her except to say there was food here and it was getting less and less nutrious. She would sneak out to the kitchen every 10 days or so to restock her hidden food supply. She had started playing dress up and wear all the fine clothes her mother had splurged on over the years that she never really cared for before. She got very good at drawing, and had read some of the same books dozens of times.
One night she was getting very restless so she decided to get some fresh air on her balcony. The air was warm and there was a summer breeze in the air. Night was starting to arrive as the orange sunset slowly disappeared from sky. Even with the pretty view she still was unsettled feeling. With one last glance around the grounds to see if anyone was there she hoisted herself over the balconies railing on the foot wide bordering that lined the house. As she continued to scale the building a gnawing feeling in the pit of her stomach was warning her about the danger, but she decided to ignore it. She reached a part of the roof that slants down and meets were the ledge ends. She hopped on the roof and crawled to a flatter section. She decided to lay down and stare at the stars that were just starting to appear. That was the most excitement she had had in a long time she thought to herself. After a few hours she decided to head back to her room. She pushed her hair out off her face, she noted it had grown a lot. When she got back to her room she caught a glimpse of herself in the vanity mirror. Her face had sunken in, hair lost its luster but again grown in length, and her skin had turned a ghastly colour from lack of sunlight. Unhappy she went to bed almost in tear.
Years had past by now and she would be turning nineteen in the coming year. She had grown from exploring the roofs to climbing down the building to the ground and leaving the fenced yard. Her hair almost floor length, now hung in a braid. It was the middle of winter when she decided she wanted to go for a walk out of the property. As she was climbing down the lattice on the wall she stepped on some ice that had frozen to the little diamond shaped hole and slipped and fell to the ground. She was only about a story high when she fell and broke her leg. Dazed by what happened she tried to stand up but yelled out in pain as a firey feeling ran up through her leg. She tried to get back to in side through the door, but it was locked and everyone was asleep.
She sat outside crying for a while. The wind had picked up and a storm was rolling in. she decided her only chance was to make it to the town which was 2 km away or else she would freeze to death. The snow was waist knee deep and each step hurt her leg more and more as she limped her way closer to town. She wasn’t even half way there yet when she saw how the road it a wide U shape she decided to cut through to middle of it to save 10 minutes. About a quarter way through she started to hear cracking noise all around her. Confused she took another step forward and slipped and fell to the ground. More pain shooting through her leg, she started to recognize the place, she would come here to play as a kid, she would play in the mud and fish and swim an…her train of thought cut off as she fell into the freezing cold water. She was walking on a lake. Trying to stay afloat with one leg and get a grip on the ice that was starting to crumble off, she began to feel numb and slip under neither the cold water. She took on last breath before she was completely submerged. Her skin felt completely numb. Her body gasped for air. In her final moments all she could feel was the burning pain of the water entering her lungs, as she drifted out of conciseness.
Behaviour: Distance is very shy and hates being around other people. She is not very trusting, but if she does decide to trust you she’s extremely loyal. She’s very unselfish and doesn’t like to complain about things, and tries to make the best of every situation for herself. In her spare time she will draw or read a book, if she can find one. She like to go on walks and climb trees, rock, or if she’s feeling daring cliffs. Confident in her climbing, she not confident around other people but she does try her best to fit in.Other:
ok, i know i havent been on here that long. But i had a good two hours to kill and i didnt want anyone to make something really similar while i was waiting to post itJournal:
i also kinda have a picture of her...i dont really know how to put pictures on the threads :/
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