Post by kolstoi on Aug 30, 2011 13:20:44 GMT -5
Username: Kolstoi
Character Number: 2
Name: Daine
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Rank: Wingrider
Wing:
Status: Fighting Fit
Appearance: Daine enjoys a certain level of androgyny, taking great pleasure in her tall, thin frame and the confusion it causes. Her limbs are lined with the svelte, toned musculature of a career dragonrider, and her body gives no clues as to her true gender, as Daine delights in hiding it. Graced with a small, almost non-existent chest, Daine wraps it every morning to ensure a flat expanse over her breastbone, and dresses in gender-neutral shades. Every once in a while, if she wakes up in the morning and decides she'd like to confuse even more people, she will leave her chest unbound, and shimmy her stick-like body into some swishy skirts.
When she was young, Daine's hair had been almost freakishly orange, bright as a beacon for the world to see. As she aged, it darkened (thankfully) into a more calm russet red, more like the color of cherrywood than a redfruit. Her eyes took after her father, a rich dark brown that are always set atwinkle by some new conception of mischief.
The rest of her features are just as neutral, though perhaps maybe the slight feminine slant of her eyes could give her away. Either way, Daine could pass as an effeminate male or a tomboyish female, and she embraces it thoroughly, keeping her hair cut short in some kind of shaggy mess, the longest tips of her hair brushing just at her jawbone.
Personality: Daine lives for mischief. She loves to giggle and laugh and carry on, a constant source of noise and delighted chatter. Idle hands are like death to Daine, who can't stand to not be doing something. Sitting still in a chair makes her feel like she's being smothered, and will fidget, twitch, and wiggle until she's either dismissed or given leave to take a lap or two.
She's athletic, and enjoys exertion, whether it be through running, taking care of her dragon, or through more tawdry activity. Given that she enjoys the sensual company of both men and women, Daine is a constant flirt, flaunting her confusing body, tongue always rattling off bawdy remarks.
However, she does not enjoy being scolded when one of her pranks goes awry, and will easy fall into being petulant, and more likely than not her typically harmless mischief will evolve into something more sinister as revenge.
History: Daine was born to a flightlust induced coupling, her mother a flightmoth for one of the losing males. The two parted ways shortly after, though kept up sporadic contact when it was discovered that a child had been produced. Daine had very casual relationships with both of her parents, as neither of them were much of the stern sort, and wished to be friends with their daughter rather than actual parental figures.
Daine discovered early on that she delighted in confusing people, and in making them laugh. Her already goofy personality developed into full-blown clownish, and while she was the center of attention in her group of peers, she always felt that it wasn't quite enough - she wanted to belong to something that would give her 100% of its attention, and be unwavering in its regard. She entertained the idea of sweet-talking someone into giving her a wher egg, but that idea stopped short when the weyrbrat was ushered onto the sands for a Hatching early into her candidacy.
She found the infinite love and maternal attention that she'd been craving in the rainbow regard of her Marjath, whose sweet, loving disposition cooled some of Daine's more violent tendencies. Now, Daine still loves playing pranks and laughing perhaps more loudly than is appropriate, but never strays too far from the approval of her beloved red dragon.
Family:Flightmoth lower caverns woman, Brownrider F'vert
~Adopting Marjath, please!~
Name: Marjath
Age: 7
Gender: Female
Rank: Red
Code: c50806
Status: Fighting Fit
Size: 30 feet
Appearance: Marjath is a strawberry red for the majority of her hide, a bright and vibrant shade that brings to mind the flesh of sweet fruits. Her snout, face and the tip of her tail are more of a faded whitish-pink, and her paws, lower legs and outer wingsails shift to a deeper, darker red, which also flecks the rest of her body in small, dot-like marks. She's lithely built, with her long, whippy tail and shorter wingspan, obviously made to do silly pinwheels in the sky with a ridiculous level of grace.
She's in the medium range for her coloration, not small and dainty nor large and solid. Instead, she is whippy, a flexible and acrobatic flyer with the build of a speed demon, musculature sleek and streamlined. Her appearance itself is not necessarily feminine, but Marjath's demeanor lends itself to portraying her as delicate where she is not, and she certainly can act frailer than she is. While she isn't particularly thick or wide through the chest or hips, not being a robust or egg-bearing dragon, she's still powerfully built, though her lean legs can make walking on the ground a little more awkward than it really has to be. Marjath is put together to be fluid and dexterous in the air, everywhere else is a different story.
Personality: Marjath moves and breathes with the utmost appearance of elegance, but the moment she speaks to you, it becomes obvious that she's every bit as mischievous and sneaky as her Rider. She's truly a sweet dragon, even her 'meanest' pranks meant with good intentions, and matches Daine bit for bit in bubbly, sparkling effervescence.
Mindvoice: Marjath's mindvoice is like sugar sliding over you, almost like carbonated honey in its sweetness, with just the tiniest hint of spark. She always sounds excited, or at the very least, pleased with life, her tone energized and jovial.
Daine doesn't know how it is when Marjath bespeaks other people, but when her red speaks to her, it's always fizzy and on the brink of way-too-sweet, like mental candy melting on her brain with a pleasant sparkle and pop. When Marjath is feeling a bit more on the mischievous side, the sweetness gains an undertone of what could be described as coy. becoming more saccharine and cloying.
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Character Number: 2
Name: Daine
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Rank: Wingrider
Wing:
Status: Fighting Fit
Appearance: Daine enjoys a certain level of androgyny, taking great pleasure in her tall, thin frame and the confusion it causes. Her limbs are lined with the svelte, toned musculature of a career dragonrider, and her body gives no clues as to her true gender, as Daine delights in hiding it. Graced with a small, almost non-existent chest, Daine wraps it every morning to ensure a flat expanse over her breastbone, and dresses in gender-neutral shades. Every once in a while, if she wakes up in the morning and decides she'd like to confuse even more people, she will leave her chest unbound, and shimmy her stick-like body into some swishy skirts.
When she was young, Daine's hair had been almost freakishly orange, bright as a beacon for the world to see. As she aged, it darkened (thankfully) into a more calm russet red, more like the color of cherrywood than a redfruit. Her eyes took after her father, a rich dark brown that are always set atwinkle by some new conception of mischief.
The rest of her features are just as neutral, though perhaps maybe the slight feminine slant of her eyes could give her away. Either way, Daine could pass as an effeminate male or a tomboyish female, and she embraces it thoroughly, keeping her hair cut short in some kind of shaggy mess, the longest tips of her hair brushing just at her jawbone.
Personality: Daine lives for mischief. She loves to giggle and laugh and carry on, a constant source of noise and delighted chatter. Idle hands are like death to Daine, who can't stand to not be doing something. Sitting still in a chair makes her feel like she's being smothered, and will fidget, twitch, and wiggle until she's either dismissed or given leave to take a lap or two.
She's athletic, and enjoys exertion, whether it be through running, taking care of her dragon, or through more tawdry activity. Given that she enjoys the sensual company of both men and women, Daine is a constant flirt, flaunting her confusing body, tongue always rattling off bawdy remarks.
However, she does not enjoy being scolded when one of her pranks goes awry, and will easy fall into being petulant, and more likely than not her typically harmless mischief will evolve into something more sinister as revenge.
History: Daine was born to a flightlust induced coupling, her mother a flightmoth for one of the losing males. The two parted ways shortly after, though kept up sporadic contact when it was discovered that a child had been produced. Daine had very casual relationships with both of her parents, as neither of them were much of the stern sort, and wished to be friends with their daughter rather than actual parental figures.
Daine discovered early on that she delighted in confusing people, and in making them laugh. Her already goofy personality developed into full-blown clownish, and while she was the center of attention in her group of peers, she always felt that it wasn't quite enough - she wanted to belong to something that would give her 100% of its attention, and be unwavering in its regard. She entertained the idea of sweet-talking someone into giving her a wher egg, but that idea stopped short when the weyrbrat was ushered onto the sands for a Hatching early into her candidacy.
She found the infinite love and maternal attention that she'd been craving in the rainbow regard of her Marjath, whose sweet, loving disposition cooled some of Daine's more violent tendencies. Now, Daine still loves playing pranks and laughing perhaps more loudly than is appropriate, but never strays too far from the approval of her beloved red dragon.
Family:Flightmoth lower caverns woman, Brownrider F'vert
~Adopting Marjath, please!~
Name: Marjath
Age: 7
Gender: Female
Rank: Red
Code: c50806
Status: Fighting Fit
Size: 30 feet
Appearance: Marjath is a strawberry red for the majority of her hide, a bright and vibrant shade that brings to mind the flesh of sweet fruits. Her snout, face and the tip of her tail are more of a faded whitish-pink, and her paws, lower legs and outer wingsails shift to a deeper, darker red, which also flecks the rest of her body in small, dot-like marks. She's lithely built, with her long, whippy tail and shorter wingspan, obviously made to do silly pinwheels in the sky with a ridiculous level of grace.
She's in the medium range for her coloration, not small and dainty nor large and solid. Instead, she is whippy, a flexible and acrobatic flyer with the build of a speed demon, musculature sleek and streamlined. Her appearance itself is not necessarily feminine, but Marjath's demeanor lends itself to portraying her as delicate where she is not, and she certainly can act frailer than she is. While she isn't particularly thick or wide through the chest or hips, not being a robust or egg-bearing dragon, she's still powerfully built, though her lean legs can make walking on the ground a little more awkward than it really has to be. Marjath is put together to be fluid and dexterous in the air, everywhere else is a different story.
Personality: Marjath moves and breathes with the utmost appearance of elegance, but the moment she speaks to you, it becomes obvious that she's every bit as mischievous and sneaky as her Rider. She's truly a sweet dragon, even her 'meanest' pranks meant with good intentions, and matches Daine bit for bit in bubbly, sparkling effervescence.
Mindvoice: Marjath's mindvoice is like sugar sliding over you, almost like carbonated honey in its sweetness, with just the tiniest hint of spark. She always sounds excited, or at the very least, pleased with life, her tone energized and jovial.
Daine doesn't know how it is when Marjath bespeaks other people, but when her red speaks to her, it's always fizzy and on the brink of way-too-sweet, like mental candy melting on her brain with a pleasant sparkle and pop. When Marjath is feeling a bit more on the mischievous side, the sweetness gains an undertone of what could be described as coy. becoming more saccharine and cloying.
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