Post by ★KAKASHI STANK on Nov 14, 2009 11:08:00 GMT -5
((Edited and Revised))
::Appearance:: Long red hair, soft as silk, hangs down to her lower back in a braid or a ponytail. Gossamer eyelashes, pink lips, and blue eyes. Tall and lean body, with a distinguished lady-like figure. A sword is always attached at her hip, always ready for a fight. Usually seen wearing traveling clothes, and always take precautions and wear your fire-proof armor.
::Personality:: Ambrosia is controlled easily by her temper, and needs anger management classes. Being a fire elemental, it is easy for her to get carried away, yet she gets ‘cooled off’ quickly also, because she has control of all the elements. This makes her slightly bipolar. She is working on keeping calm, and her teachers are making some progress. It is just harder because fire is her most dominant element. Wind, water, and then earth. With these selections of elements, she can make nearly any natural disaster happen, especially if she is peeved off enough. Ambrosia is usually calmer when she hangs around someone who is also calm, it seems to rub off on her. Armagededon is the one who is able to calm her down the easiest. She is sarcastic at times, also.
Ambrosia can be kind. She has a soft spot for little kids and has been known to feed the orphaned children. Animals are also a friend of the elemental’s, always willing to help an animal. Adults are usually the ones she fights with, and some blame it on the fact that she is a fire elemental. Ambrosia is somewhat helpful, and usually all you have to do is challenge her. She is the very competitive type, and she also likes to challenge others. She normally accepts all challenges unless she is feeling a bit off, and will work for others if taunted a little and a raw nerve gets picked at.
My Life A Blank Page in The Book of The World[/color][/size]
::History:: Fire was the easiest element to manipulate. Ambrosia looked up at her opponent from across the field, watching and analyzing everything he did. He moved, she moved. He took a breath, she took a breath. It carried on like this for quite the time, until he finally charged at her, javelin pointed toward her heart. A huge blast of flame came out of the earth, and got picked up by the wind. A huge fiery tornado of death was hurtling right toward him, but the man was determined to kill the small girl.
This happened when she was ten and decided to harass a sheep. Stupid werewolves always got her in trouble...
Water and Wind were next. It took many days down by the lake to get control over the liquid. She already had some control over it, it was just so… rude. Wind was easier, fun to play around in and playful, too. Probably the happiest element; always showing her different pictures in her mind of what it liked and disliked. Very good company.
Earth came last. It was the hardest to control, everything always either landing on somebody or just refusing to cooperate with the young girl. She was only twelve when learning, and she was not strong enough mentally to make the rock do her bidding. The smaller ones gladly obeyed, yet all of the ones over five pounds refused to work. Finally she got sick of it and was angry with the rock. That was how she learned to control the earth.
All she had to do was leave it alone, ignore it. Then it would want to. Everyone had to walk on it. She didn’t though. She had other ways.
The experiment went on for quite a few days, and she used her wind and an old cloth to get around. Soon the rock was beginning to cooperate more and more, until finally she had full control over it.
If it was because she didn’t set foot on the earth for a week, or was it just because she had learned? The scholars cannot figure it out.
Ambrosia has grown more and now has tons more skill over every elements. Fire is her most common element, and her strongest. Wind is next, followed by water and earth.
Ambrosia was in love twice; once an elf the next a human. Her heart never really has healed completley. After the war, Ambrosia reunited with her brother now traveling partner, Armageddon. Nearly every day they are around each other for at least an hour, as they share a house together along the far side of the Inferno Plains.
::Other:: She hates insects and has a tendency to burn them all upon sight.
Like a Puppet Dancing on Strings[/size][/color]
::Your Nickname:: Collision
::Age:: 15
::RP Experience:: Enough
::RP Sample:: Look at some of the active threads I'm in!
Journey Out Of Myth And Into the World[/center]
Ambrosia is now dead, Armageddon has been missing for a while but is presumed to still be alive.
“You really should be more like me…”[/font][/size]
::Name:: Armageddon
::Age:: 18
::Species:: Elemental
::Special Abilities?:: Has control over Water and Wind.
Forbidden to remember. Terrified to forget. It's a hard line to walk...[/color][/size]
::Appearance:: Black hair that looks blue in both the sunlight and the moonlight. Blue eyes that frequently shift from icy blue to ocean blue. A stick figure that looks weak, but truly isn’t. Hobbit boots and a button up shirt, half covered by a cloth shawl that has a set of buttons up the shoulder. A large blue scythe that comes and goes as often as Armageddon’s eye color changes.
::Personality:: Armageddon is definitely one of the more thoughtful elementals. Thinking everything through, actions and words, he seems to be a boring person. His imagination is quite playful though. The only ones Armageddon opens up to are close loved ones, like his sister, Ambrosia.
Despite thinking everything through, Armageddon is better in combat than one would think. His ‘Fury’ may not be as strong as another water/ice elemental, but he can use it multiple times without getting tired or passing out. He is very good at finding an opponents weakness and then using it to his advantage. He is a better defensive fighter whilst his sister is the better offensive fighter.
That's not a threat, it's a promise.[/color][/size]
::History:: Armageddon was born on a midsummer’s night to a young woman and an elemental, inheriting his father’s wind and water abilities. His twin sister had been the one who inherited the all the elements. The man and woman soon left each other and the children were left to fend for themselves. Armageddon took on the role as the peacekeeper, trying to keep his sister out of trouble, trying to keep them alive.
Ambrosia wasn’t the best of children to watch over; always getting into trouble and causing such a ruckus no one could stand her for more than a few days. After a few more years passed she calmed down and they were able to stay in Fargo’s Village for about a month before Armageddon left because he didn’t fit in. Ambrosia ended up staying after she fell in love with an elf. Armageddon left and began to live the life of a nomad; moving every now and then in search of food and shelter.
Armageddon was reunited with his sister when he was seventeen, right before the final growing ceremony. They completed the challenge together and when they were both eighteen, they began to travel together again.
Now Armageddon, after seeing the rise of the kingdom for twenty years, has mysteriously disappeared.
::Other:: He is terrified of his sister when she is angry, terrified of snakes, and horribly scared of spiders.
If I tried I could bring and end to the world....[/color][/size]
::Your Nickname:: Collision, Tiff, or Admin
::Age:: 15
::RP Experience:: 6-7
::RP Sample:: Ambrosia was moving at break-neck speed with the wind, her bright blue eyes scanning the area. Everything was bright and colorful, and she was wearing her usual attire; her violet belly shirt with a cross on the back, black shorts with a large white belt, and thigh high white boots. Very comfortable. Her sword was attached to her hip as usual, in a hole through her belt. Soon she and the wind made it to the falls, where she cut the wind off abruptly and went flying, only to land on her hands and knees by the edge. The brakes weren't all that good... Getting back onto her feet, Ambrosia walked over to the little hot spring and yanked off her boots, placing them beside her.
Soon she had her small little feet soaking in the warm water, and a current going. This thing was going to be like a midieval hot tub when she got done with it. Since she had brought her extra clothes, she took off her belt and threw it over by her boots. Soon she slipped into the water, and swam over by the other side, forcing a nice slab of rock to stick out so she could sit on it. The water was swirling around her, and bubbles were rising to the top. A little extra heat would sooth any achy joints and muscles. And it was kind of fun to pop the little things. The seventeen year old girl smiled to herself as she popped another one. Then, after stretching a little, she leaned back against the other rock and sat like that for a while, only to drift off to sleep.
After the short little ten minute nap, Ambrosia awoke and started swimming around again. The water was very playful today, leaping up here and there and ocasionally pushing her under, only to have the young girl come up and smack it happily. This little game continued for some time, until she finally got tired and told the water to knock it off. The wind was carring her pictures ofvarious things; a horse, a man, a dragon, a fish, herself, and a tree that had squirrels playing around it. The wind died away after a while and the only thing to be heard was the roar of the falls and the occasional song of a nocturnal bird. The moon was up, only a half moon, and the stars were shining happily. It was now time for her evening meal, even though it was sometime around midnight.
As Ambrosia got things around for camp, she had cut her self on a branch that she had tripped over, leaving a huge gash in her palm. She worked with it like that, anyways, and vowed that she would tend to it when she got back. Her tent was already set up, her soup was bubbling, and her fire was going strong. Perfect. As she went over and rummaged through her bags, she found some clean cloth and some of the sticky herb mixture her mother had made a few months back. Looking at her hand, she noticed that it was worse than she had expected it to be. Quickly she was over to the springs and raised the heat in it, touching her hand gingerly. Soon, after all of the dried blood was off, she was bandaging her hand carefully.
Ambrosia hadn't really wanted company, but as soon as she heard someone coming through the woods, she figured that she would have some anyways. It didn't matter, as long as they weren't as annoying as that little kid she had met earlier.... She shuddered just thinking about those cute little dimples and his white teeth, freckles, and his pink eyes. The pink eyes seemed to be following her everywhere...
Give a man a fish, you've fed him for the day. Teach a man to fish and you've fed him for a lifetime.[/color][/size][/center]
ambrosia lynn remedy
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}])
::Name:: Ambrosia Lynn Remedy
::Age:: 20
::Species:: Elemental Warrior
::Canon or Original?:: Original
::Special Abilities:: All elements can be controlled
Don’t Judge A Book By It’s Cover….
[/color][/size]([{
}])::Name:: Ambrosia Lynn Remedy
::Age:: 20
::Species:: Elemental Warrior
::Canon or Original?:: Original
::Special Abilities:: All elements can be controlled
Don’t Judge A Book By It’s Cover….
::Appearance:: Long red hair, soft as silk, hangs down to her lower back in a braid or a ponytail. Gossamer eyelashes, pink lips, and blue eyes. Tall and lean body, with a distinguished lady-like figure. A sword is always attached at her hip, always ready for a fight. Usually seen wearing traveling clothes, and always take precautions and wear your fire-proof armor.
::Personality:: Ambrosia is controlled easily by her temper, and needs anger management classes. Being a fire elemental, it is easy for her to get carried away, yet she gets ‘cooled off’ quickly also, because she has control of all the elements. This makes her slightly bipolar. She is working on keeping calm, and her teachers are making some progress. It is just harder because fire is her most dominant element. Wind, water, and then earth. With these selections of elements, she can make nearly any natural disaster happen, especially if she is peeved off enough. Ambrosia is usually calmer when she hangs around someone who is also calm, it seems to rub off on her. Armagededon is the one who is able to calm her down the easiest. She is sarcastic at times, also.
Ambrosia can be kind. She has a soft spot for little kids and has been known to feed the orphaned children. Animals are also a friend of the elemental’s, always willing to help an animal. Adults are usually the ones she fights with, and some blame it on the fact that she is a fire elemental. Ambrosia is somewhat helpful, and usually all you have to do is challenge her. She is the very competitive type, and she also likes to challenge others. She normally accepts all challenges unless she is feeling a bit off, and will work for others if taunted a little and a raw nerve gets picked at.
My Life A Blank Page in The Book of The World[/color][/size]
::History:: Fire was the easiest element to manipulate. Ambrosia looked up at her opponent from across the field, watching and analyzing everything he did. He moved, she moved. He took a breath, she took a breath. It carried on like this for quite the time, until he finally charged at her, javelin pointed toward her heart. A huge blast of flame came out of the earth, and got picked up by the wind. A huge fiery tornado of death was hurtling right toward him, but the man was determined to kill the small girl.
This happened when she was ten and decided to harass a sheep. Stupid werewolves always got her in trouble...
Water and Wind were next. It took many days down by the lake to get control over the liquid. She already had some control over it, it was just so… rude. Wind was easier, fun to play around in and playful, too. Probably the happiest element; always showing her different pictures in her mind of what it liked and disliked. Very good company.
Earth came last. It was the hardest to control, everything always either landing on somebody or just refusing to cooperate with the young girl. She was only twelve when learning, and she was not strong enough mentally to make the rock do her bidding. The smaller ones gladly obeyed, yet all of the ones over five pounds refused to work. Finally she got sick of it and was angry with the rock. That was how she learned to control the earth.
All she had to do was leave it alone, ignore it. Then it would want to. Everyone had to walk on it. She didn’t though. She had other ways.
The experiment went on for quite a few days, and she used her wind and an old cloth to get around. Soon the rock was beginning to cooperate more and more, until finally she had full control over it.
If it was because she didn’t set foot on the earth for a week, or was it just because she had learned? The scholars cannot figure it out.
Ambrosia has grown more and now has tons more skill over every elements. Fire is her most common element, and her strongest. Wind is next, followed by water and earth.
Ambrosia was in love twice; once an elf the next a human. Her heart never really has healed completley. After the war, Ambrosia reunited with her brother now traveling partner, Armageddon. Nearly every day they are around each other for at least an hour, as they share a house together along the far side of the Inferno Plains.
::Other:: She hates insects and has a tendency to burn them all upon sight.
Like a Puppet Dancing on Strings[/size][/color]
::Your Nickname:: Collision
::Age:: 15
::RP Experience:: Enough
::RP Sample:: Look at some of the active threads I'm in!
Journey Out Of Myth And Into the World[/center]
Ambrosia is now dead, Armageddon has been missing for a while but is presumed to still be alive.
“You really should be more like me…”
::Name:: Armageddon
::Age:: 18
::Species:: Elemental
::Special Abilities?:: Has control over Water and Wind.
Forbidden to remember. Terrified to forget. It's a hard line to walk...[/color][/size]
::Appearance:: Black hair that looks blue in both the sunlight and the moonlight. Blue eyes that frequently shift from icy blue to ocean blue. A stick figure that looks weak, but truly isn’t. Hobbit boots and a button up shirt, half covered by a cloth shawl that has a set of buttons up the shoulder. A large blue scythe that comes and goes as often as Armageddon’s eye color changes.
::Personality:: Armageddon is definitely one of the more thoughtful elementals. Thinking everything through, actions and words, he seems to be a boring person. His imagination is quite playful though. The only ones Armageddon opens up to are close loved ones, like his sister, Ambrosia.
Despite thinking everything through, Armageddon is better in combat than one would think. His ‘Fury’ may not be as strong as another water/ice elemental, but he can use it multiple times without getting tired or passing out. He is very good at finding an opponents weakness and then using it to his advantage. He is a better defensive fighter whilst his sister is the better offensive fighter.
That's not a threat, it's a promise.[/color][/size]
::History:: Armageddon was born on a midsummer’s night to a young woman and an elemental, inheriting his father’s wind and water abilities. His twin sister had been the one who inherited the all the elements. The man and woman soon left each other and the children were left to fend for themselves. Armageddon took on the role as the peacekeeper, trying to keep his sister out of trouble, trying to keep them alive.
Ambrosia wasn’t the best of children to watch over; always getting into trouble and causing such a ruckus no one could stand her for more than a few days. After a few more years passed she calmed down and they were able to stay in Fargo’s Village for about a month before Armageddon left because he didn’t fit in. Ambrosia ended up staying after she fell in love with an elf. Armageddon left and began to live the life of a nomad; moving every now and then in search of food and shelter.
Armageddon was reunited with his sister when he was seventeen, right before the final growing ceremony. They completed the challenge together and when they were both eighteen, they began to travel together again.
Now Armageddon, after seeing the rise of the kingdom for twenty years, has mysteriously disappeared.
::Other:: He is terrified of his sister when she is angry, terrified of snakes, and horribly scared of spiders.
If I tried I could bring and end to the world....[/color][/size]
::Your Nickname:: Collision, Tiff, or Admin
::Age:: 15
::RP Experience:: 6-7
::RP Sample:: Ambrosia was moving at break-neck speed with the wind, her bright blue eyes scanning the area. Everything was bright and colorful, and she was wearing her usual attire; her violet belly shirt with a cross on the back, black shorts with a large white belt, and thigh high white boots. Very comfortable. Her sword was attached to her hip as usual, in a hole through her belt. Soon she and the wind made it to the falls, where she cut the wind off abruptly and went flying, only to land on her hands and knees by the edge. The brakes weren't all that good... Getting back onto her feet, Ambrosia walked over to the little hot spring and yanked off her boots, placing them beside her.
Soon she had her small little feet soaking in the warm water, and a current going. This thing was going to be like a midieval hot tub when she got done with it. Since she had brought her extra clothes, she took off her belt and threw it over by her boots. Soon she slipped into the water, and swam over by the other side, forcing a nice slab of rock to stick out so she could sit on it. The water was swirling around her, and bubbles were rising to the top. A little extra heat would sooth any achy joints and muscles. And it was kind of fun to pop the little things. The seventeen year old girl smiled to herself as she popped another one. Then, after stretching a little, she leaned back against the other rock and sat like that for a while, only to drift off to sleep.
After the short little ten minute nap, Ambrosia awoke and started swimming around again. The water was very playful today, leaping up here and there and ocasionally pushing her under, only to have the young girl come up and smack it happily. This little game continued for some time, until she finally got tired and told the water to knock it off. The wind was carring her pictures ofvarious things; a horse, a man, a dragon, a fish, herself, and a tree that had squirrels playing around it. The wind died away after a while and the only thing to be heard was the roar of the falls and the occasional song of a nocturnal bird. The moon was up, only a half moon, and the stars were shining happily. It was now time for her evening meal, even though it was sometime around midnight.
As Ambrosia got things around for camp, she had cut her self on a branch that she had tripped over, leaving a huge gash in her palm. She worked with it like that, anyways, and vowed that she would tend to it when she got back. Her tent was already set up, her soup was bubbling, and her fire was going strong. Perfect. As she went over and rummaged through her bags, she found some clean cloth and some of the sticky herb mixture her mother had made a few months back. Looking at her hand, she noticed that it was worse than she had expected it to be. Quickly she was over to the springs and raised the heat in it, touching her hand gingerly. Soon, after all of the dried blood was off, she was bandaging her hand carefully.
Ambrosia hadn't really wanted company, but as soon as she heard someone coming through the woods, she figured that she would have some anyways. It didn't matter, as long as they weren't as annoying as that little kid she had met earlier.... She shuddered just thinking about those cute little dimples and his white teeth, freckles, and his pink eyes. The pink eyes seemed to be following her everywhere...
Give a man a fish, you've fed him for the day. Teach a man to fish and you've fed him for a lifetime.[/color][/size][/center]