Post by Ev Sophronia on Jun 13, 2014 22:59:54 GMT -6
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FULL NAME:: Evelyn Honora Sophronia (true name Evstiirdar Sophronia)
NICKNAMES:: Ev
GENDER:: Female
ACTUAL AGE:: 345
APPARENT AGE:: Early to mid twenties
SPECIES/RACE:: Fae (Elf)
PREFERRED PRONOUNS:: She/her/hers
SEXUAL ORIENTATION:: Pansexual
FACECLAIM:: Soo Joo Park
NATIONALITY:: Korean
HEIGHT:: 6'
HAIR:: Blonde
EYES:: Naturally pink; glamoured to be brown
SKIN:: Pale ocher
DISTINGUISHING MARKS:: Three jagged scars running down the left side of her face in typical "claw-slash" formation: one large one in the center over her left eye and cheekbone, two smaller ones on the outside, one just next to her nose, the other over her jaw. Her left eye is completely blind, but she glamours it so that the damage to it won't show. Crisscrossing scars over her body from battles. Large, pink tattoos on her wrists, shoulders, sides, back, and, most prominently, the one rendered to look like a tiara over her forehead. She glamours to cover these, too.
APPEARANCE:: Ev would be a traditionally beautiful girl, if she cared about being traditionally beautiful, which she has no cause to. She has large, almond-shaped eyes, and a round, but not particularly soft, face. She's golden-skinned and almost golden-haired, the first trait inherited from her father, the second from her mother. Her shoulders are broad. Her body is muscular and athletically built. On top of all of this, she's tall, standing at six feet even.
When showing her natural, elven form, she has incredibly large ears which can swivel back and forth to showcase her emotions. Her irises are a dulled pink between "hot" and "salmon", her sclera a lighter shade of the same color. All over her are tribal-designed, angular tattoos that match the color of her eyes: on her forehead, a tiara-like triangular shape to designate her station as a member of the royal elven family; on her right shoulder, a dagger curving onto her back, designating her guilt of the crime of High Treason; on her left shoulder, a shape resembling a cobweb mixed with a sun, showing she was punished for this crime with banishment; a triangle pattern on her right wrist to show her membership of the house Sophronia; a more circular, curving pattern on her left wrist to show her mother being of the house Odeluonu; and several on her sides, stomach, and back, naming different battles she won and against whom. All over her are scars. The most prominent scars are the ones on her face. There are three jagged scars running down the left side of her face in typical "claw-slash" formation: one large one in the center over her left eye and cheekbone, two smaller ones on the outside, one just next to her nose, the other over her jaw. There are four more "claw slash" scars on her left shoulder, and another scar on the right side of her neck. The scars lower down on her body are older and fading.
As a human, she's much more plain-looking, but still basically the same. Her tattoos are glamoured over, as are her scars. Her eyes are made to look a plain, chocolate brown color. Her ears are shrunk and made much more human.
Her left eye is completely blind, but she uses glamour to hide the damage to it at all times.
PERSONALITY:: She is a woman who can be sullen and explosive, both fire and ice at once. Ev is a fighter at heart, and will not hesitate to unsheathe her sword and impale you on it if you provoke her. Though she does care for and protect the people she feels deserve to be cared for and protected, she loves violence, and gets great enjoyment out of jumping into brawls. In fact, the only things "traditionally feminine" about her are the way she likes to dress some days, her love of pastel colors, and her love of singing. She's not even small, the way many people expect women to be, and she takes up as much space as she can without apology. She used to be a soldier, and it very much shows. She's a bit foul-mouthed, though she tries to keep it quiet and under her breath, and she's more than a bit ill-tempered and foolhardy. She's, to put it simply, the embodiment of what most elves think an elf should be.
But there are many things that scare Ev, though she tries to keep a brave face. She's not vulnerable or weak, not by any means, but she does have weaknesses. Her family and the life she had before are two such weaknesses. After what happened with her father, she avoids anyone who may know her from that period at any and all costs. Death is another fear she holds, and stemming from that, any deities. She tries to sniff out anyone who would try and control her before they ever get the chance, and can come off as paranoid because of this.
Ev has isolated herself, effectively. She has friends, but they don't know her, not truly. She has lovers, but she doesn't love them. Her family? They're all gone from her life. She feels lonely, but she won't dare show it. She was trained to be as hard as stone.
LIKES::
DISLIKES::
STRENGTHS::
WEAKNESSES::
SECRETS:: The only real secrets the keeps are the origin of her scars and her full name, and these are only from other fae. She always introduces herself as simply "Ev", nothing else, in case someone might recognize it. When someone asks how she got the scars, she makes up some wild story that couldn't possibly be true. Other fae would at least be able to recognize that her tattoos are elvish, and the tiara tattoo is a pretty clear marker of royalty. The scars tell the rest, so it's no use hiding it from them. Her true name is a secret to everyone.
RANK:: Was a high lady, then a princess. Is currently banished.
POWERS::
WEAKNESSES::
HOMETOWN:: The capital of the Elven kingdom.
PROFESSION:: Mercenary
PARENTS:: Dmitri Sophronia (father), Aurore Odeluonu (mother)
SIBLINGS:: In order of age: Andreas (brother), Alexandria (sister), Argus (brother), Damien (brother), Callista (sister), Dorian (brother), Ophelia (sister), Erroll (twin brother). She and Erroll are the youngest.
CHILDREN:: Hahahaha are you kidding me
EXTENDED FAMILY:: Kyros Sophronia (uncle; deceased)
MARITAL STATUS:: Single
HISTORY:: Evelyn Honora Sophronia was the last child from her mother's womb, or at least, the last child so far. She was born just seconds after her twin, Erroll, and a couple hundred years after her eldest sibling, Andreas.
They were all high born, all meant to be lords and ladies in their own right. They were the children of the king's brother, and so destined for a nice, cushy life. But unfortunately for Ev and her siblings, Dmitri had other ideas about how his children should live. Dmitri had become a soldier when he was very young, and it had hardened him, taken all the mercy and love out of him. By the time his children were born, he had become an experienced military commander. For that reason and that reason alone, he made sure each and every one of his children became soldiers as well, to toughen them up. Ev and Erroll were pushed into their military careers when they both turned sixteen.
The Elven kingdom had no shortage of wars. The tribes that resided in it were always fighting with one another over land, cattle, "stolen" daughters that had gone completely of their own will, you name it. Even the Sophronia clan fought in these wars, and so Ev was pushed into battle more times than she could count.
It did harden a person; but it some ways, it also made them more childish. Around her fellow soldiers, Ev was free to scrap and brawl, to spit on the ground when she felt the need and to dance around the campfire half-naked when she wanted. She could have any person she wanted, be they man or woman or other, and they would want her, too, because sex was one of the only reliefs they got from the horror they lived. She could drink until she was wasted; she could let out lewd jokes at her leisure. It was freeing, especially after the uptight upbringing she got when she was around elven royalty.
When she actually got the chance to be home, she found no sort of solace or love in her immediate family. She and Erroll were close, almost alarmingly so, but the rest of their siblings had been too old when they were born to really care about them. Their father was verbally abusive and completely unable to be pleased; their mother was silent and distant and never spoke more than three words to the two of them, other than to tell them not to anger their father so much. Their uncle, Kyros, became the person they really saw as a father. He was warm and bright and kind to them, even after losing his own sons -- hell, even more so, after that. They loved him dearly, and he loved them, even hinting at making one or both of them his heirs.
Tragedy struck, when Ev and Erroll were 125 years old. Kyros's was found dead, appearing to have fallen, or been impaled, on his own sword. No one could tell if it was a murder or a suicide, and with no other heir expressly named, the rule was given to Dmitri.
Erroll was livid. He and Ev both knew that Kyros had been meaning for them to take over, and neither of them could see the kingdom doing well with Dmitri at the reigns. Erroll convinced Ev to help him gather troops to rebel; reluctantly, she agreed. It wasn't hard for her to win the favor of the people she fought beside, as they already loved her dearly. Soon enough, a rebellion really was under way.
After two years of fighting, Dmitri challenged his twin children to combat to end it all: the two of them against him. Thinking it would be easy to defeat him, they accepted. They were just as ready as he was to be done with the ordeal.
Dmitri won.
Ev was left blind in one eye; Erroll lost his sword arm. Both were scarred much more heavily than they had been when they'd come in. They were put into shackles, and the brands for the crime of treason and the punishment of banishment were burned into their shoulders, than glamoured to appear to be normal tattoos. After that, they were cast into two different deserts in the human realm, left to die of exposure.
Ev survived her ordeal; she doesn't know what happened to Erroll. She crawled out of the desert to the nearest town, and from there, went on to become a sword-for-hire, then a gun-and-sword-for-hire. As soon as the vampires declared war on the world, she went to New Orleans to hide away from the fighting. There she stays to this day, only leaving when a job calls for it. Recently, she's bought an ornate old mirror that she thinks might have some magic to it.
OOC NAME:: Tony
ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE:: 9-10 years
ANY NOTES:: daddeh
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:: N/A
{ Evelyn Honora Sophronia }
FULL NAME:: Evelyn Honora Sophronia (true name Evstiirdar Sophronia)
NICKNAMES:: Ev
GENDER:: Female
ACTUAL AGE:: 345
APPARENT AGE:: Early to mid twenties
SPECIES/RACE:: Fae (Elf)
PREFERRED PRONOUNS:: She/her/hers
SEXUAL ORIENTATION:: Pansexual
{ APPEARANCE } |
FACECLAIM:: Soo Joo Park
NATIONALITY:: Korean
HEIGHT:: 6'
HAIR:: Blonde
EYES:: Naturally pink; glamoured to be brown
SKIN:: Pale ocher
DISTINGUISHING MARKS:: Three jagged scars running down the left side of her face in typical "claw-slash" formation: one large one in the center over her left eye and cheekbone, two smaller ones on the outside, one just next to her nose, the other over her jaw. Her left eye is completely blind, but she glamours it so that the damage to it won't show. Crisscrossing scars over her body from battles. Large, pink tattoos on her wrists, shoulders, sides, back, and, most prominently, the one rendered to look like a tiara over her forehead. She glamours to cover these, too.
APPEARANCE:: Ev would be a traditionally beautiful girl, if she cared about being traditionally beautiful, which she has no cause to. She has large, almond-shaped eyes, and a round, but not particularly soft, face. She's golden-skinned and almost golden-haired, the first trait inherited from her father, the second from her mother. Her shoulders are broad. Her body is muscular and athletically built. On top of all of this, she's tall, standing at six feet even.
When showing her natural, elven form, she has incredibly large ears which can swivel back and forth to showcase her emotions. Her irises are a dulled pink between "hot" and "salmon", her sclera a lighter shade of the same color. All over her are tribal-designed, angular tattoos that match the color of her eyes: on her forehead, a tiara-like triangular shape to designate her station as a member of the royal elven family; on her right shoulder, a dagger curving onto her back, designating her guilt of the crime of High Treason; on her left shoulder, a shape resembling a cobweb mixed with a sun, showing she was punished for this crime with banishment; a triangle pattern on her right wrist to show her membership of the house Sophronia; a more circular, curving pattern on her left wrist to show her mother being of the house Odeluonu; and several on her sides, stomach, and back, naming different battles she won and against whom. All over her are scars. The most prominent scars are the ones on her face. There are three jagged scars running down the left side of her face in typical "claw-slash" formation: one large one in the center over her left eye and cheekbone, two smaller ones on the outside, one just next to her nose, the other over her jaw. There are four more "claw slash" scars on her left shoulder, and another scar on the right side of her neck. The scars lower down on her body are older and fading.
As a human, she's much more plain-looking, but still basically the same. Her tattoos are glamoured over, as are her scars. Her eyes are made to look a plain, chocolate brown color. Her ears are shrunk and made much more human.
Her left eye is completely blind, but she uses glamour to hide the damage to it at all times.
{ PERSONALITY } |
PERSONALITY:: She is a woman who can be sullen and explosive, both fire and ice at once. Ev is a fighter at heart, and will not hesitate to unsheathe her sword and impale you on it if you provoke her. Though she does care for and protect the people she feels deserve to be cared for and protected, she loves violence, and gets great enjoyment out of jumping into brawls. In fact, the only things "traditionally feminine" about her are the way she likes to dress some days, her love of pastel colors, and her love of singing. She's not even small, the way many people expect women to be, and she takes up as much space as she can without apology. She used to be a soldier, and it very much shows. She's a bit foul-mouthed, though she tries to keep it quiet and under her breath, and she's more than a bit ill-tempered and foolhardy. She's, to put it simply, the embodiment of what most elves think an elf should be.
But there are many things that scare Ev, though she tries to keep a brave face. She's not vulnerable or weak, not by any means, but she does have weaknesses. Her family and the life she had before are two such weaknesses. After what happened with her father, she avoids anyone who may know her from that period at any and all costs. Death is another fear she holds, and stemming from that, any deities. She tries to sniff out anyone who would try and control her before they ever get the chance, and can come off as paranoid because of this.
Ev has isolated herself, effectively. She has friends, but they don't know her, not truly. She has lovers, but she doesn't love them. Her family? They're all gone from her life. She feels lonely, but she won't dare show it. She was trained to be as hard as stone.
LIKES::
- The sound of rain on a rooftop
- Trash TV (it's a guilty pleasure)
- Trash romance novels (another guilty pleasure)
- Putting her sword through someone's stomach
- Getting into a good, healthy fight
- Anything that puts her in danger, really; or at least, the thrill those sorts of things give her
- Women in general
- Very particular men
- Any and all nonbinary people
DISLIKES::
- Being controlled, dominated, or dismissed as "lesser"
- Not being able to control herself
- The fact that she feels, constantly, to be beaten and broken
- Love triangle plots in novels, TV, and movies
- Feeling alone, even if she has to be
- Herself
STRENGTHS::
- Capable of a good poker face
- Great sense of humor
- Incredibly non-judgmental
- Takes no shit
- Modest
WEAKNESSES::
- Has incredibly violent tendencies learned from the society she grew up in
- Extremely low self-worth
- Puts others before herself to an unhealthy degree
- Avoids painful things, rather than confronting them
- Overl impulsive, especially when angry
SECRETS:: The only real secrets the keeps are the origin of her scars and her full name, and these are only from other fae. She always introduces herself as simply "Ev", nothing else, in case someone might recognize it. When someone asks how she got the scars, she makes up some wild story that couldn't possibly be true. Other fae would at least be able to recognize that her tattoos are elvish, and the tiara tattoo is a pretty clear marker of royalty. The scars tell the rest, so it's no use hiding it from them. Her true name is a secret to everyone.
{ RACIAL SPECIFICS } |
RANK:: Was a high lady, then a princess. Is currently banished.
POWERS::
- MAGIC MANIPULATION: As she is an elf, it's not as strong as most fae's would be. The biggest thing she can do is summon a coffee pot from across the house.
- GLAMOUR: Again, weaker than most fae. Although other races can be fooled, other fae can see straight through her glamour, and she cannot change her scent.
- IMMORTALITY: She is incredibly long-lived and impervious to most diseases.
WEAKNESSES::
- IRON: It doesn't hurt her as much, but it does make her uncomfortable.
- SILVER: Silver will make her skin burn and bubble.
- HARD TO LIE: As she's an elf, she can lie, but it physically pains her, so that often gives her away.
- TRUE NAME: If anyone knows it, they can control her.
{ BACKGROUND } |
HOMETOWN:: The capital of the Elven kingdom.
PROFESSION:: Mercenary
PARENTS:: Dmitri Sophronia (father), Aurore Odeluonu (mother)
SIBLINGS:: In order of age: Andreas (brother), Alexandria (sister), Argus (brother), Damien (brother), Callista (sister), Dorian (brother), Ophelia (sister), Erroll (twin brother). She and Erroll are the youngest.
CHILDREN:: Hahahaha are you kidding me
EXTENDED FAMILY:: Kyros Sophronia (uncle; deceased)
MARITAL STATUS:: Single
HISTORY:: Evelyn Honora Sophronia was the last child from her mother's womb, or at least, the last child so far. She was born just seconds after her twin, Erroll, and a couple hundred years after her eldest sibling, Andreas.
They were all high born, all meant to be lords and ladies in their own right. They were the children of the king's brother, and so destined for a nice, cushy life. But unfortunately for Ev and her siblings, Dmitri had other ideas about how his children should live. Dmitri had become a soldier when he was very young, and it had hardened him, taken all the mercy and love out of him. By the time his children were born, he had become an experienced military commander. For that reason and that reason alone, he made sure each and every one of his children became soldiers as well, to toughen them up. Ev and Erroll were pushed into their military careers when they both turned sixteen.
The Elven kingdom had no shortage of wars. The tribes that resided in it were always fighting with one another over land, cattle, "stolen" daughters that had gone completely of their own will, you name it. Even the Sophronia clan fought in these wars, and so Ev was pushed into battle more times than she could count.
It did harden a person; but it some ways, it also made them more childish. Around her fellow soldiers, Ev was free to scrap and brawl, to spit on the ground when she felt the need and to dance around the campfire half-naked when she wanted. She could have any person she wanted, be they man or woman or other, and they would want her, too, because sex was one of the only reliefs they got from the horror they lived. She could drink until she was wasted; she could let out lewd jokes at her leisure. It was freeing, especially after the uptight upbringing she got when she was around elven royalty.
When she actually got the chance to be home, she found no sort of solace or love in her immediate family. She and Erroll were close, almost alarmingly so, but the rest of their siblings had been too old when they were born to really care about them. Their father was verbally abusive and completely unable to be pleased; their mother was silent and distant and never spoke more than three words to the two of them, other than to tell them not to anger their father so much. Their uncle, Kyros, became the person they really saw as a father. He was warm and bright and kind to them, even after losing his own sons -- hell, even more so, after that. They loved him dearly, and he loved them, even hinting at making one or both of them his heirs.
Tragedy struck, when Ev and Erroll were 125 years old. Kyros's was found dead, appearing to have fallen, or been impaled, on his own sword. No one could tell if it was a murder or a suicide, and with no other heir expressly named, the rule was given to Dmitri.
Erroll was livid. He and Ev both knew that Kyros had been meaning for them to take over, and neither of them could see the kingdom doing well with Dmitri at the reigns. Erroll convinced Ev to help him gather troops to rebel; reluctantly, she agreed. It wasn't hard for her to win the favor of the people she fought beside, as they already loved her dearly. Soon enough, a rebellion really was under way.
After two years of fighting, Dmitri challenged his twin children to combat to end it all: the two of them against him. Thinking it would be easy to defeat him, they accepted. They were just as ready as he was to be done with the ordeal.
Dmitri won.
Ev was left blind in one eye; Erroll lost his sword arm. Both were scarred much more heavily than they had been when they'd come in. They were put into shackles, and the brands for the crime of treason and the punishment of banishment were burned into their shoulders, than glamoured to appear to be normal tattoos. After that, they were cast into two different deserts in the human realm, left to die of exposure.
Ev survived her ordeal; she doesn't know what happened to Erroll. She crawled out of the desert to the nearest town, and from there, went on to become a sword-for-hire, then a gun-and-sword-for-hire. As soon as the vampires declared war on the world, she went to New Orleans to hide away from the fighting. There she stays to this day, only leaving when a job calls for it. Recently, she's bought an ornate old mirror that she thinks might have some magic to it.
{ OUT OF CHARACTER } |
OOC NAME:: Tony
ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE:: 9-10 years
ANY NOTES:: daddeh
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:: N/A
