Post by Fiona on Aug 28, 2009 15:16:50 GMT -7
NAME: Fiona Mercy
MEANING: Merciful Girl
GOES BY: Fi
OTHER NICKNAMES:
GENDER: female
AGE: Over 2000
BIRTHDAY: Sept. 27
SPECIES: angel
RELIGIOUS BELIEFS: areligious
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: straight
STATUS: single
OCCUPATION: helper of Gods
LIVING SITUATION: Personal Sanctuary in Aroid's Safe Haven
HAIR: silver, long and flowing, going down to the middle of her back
EYES: seeming to dominate her face with the wisdom that flows from them. They are, however of a red color, which adds to the reasons to be caught staring into them.
HEIGHT: 5'7"
WEIGHT: 130?lbs.
USUAL ENSEMBLE: She has bangles on her wrist which are ever present and almost always announce her arrival, because they tend to loudly jangle when she walks. Fiona often wears black dresses and she has a favorite one that it slit up her right side almost to mid-thigh, because it allows her better access to her knife, which rests there in a black leather holster that is belted on. She also carries a bow and arrow on her back in a quiver, because she sometimes prefers distance warfare.
OVERALL APPEARANCE:
Your typical angel. Yes, she has wings. They’re white, but spattered with blood. Her ears, which are pierced five times on the left and seven on the right, are pointed. Her pale, long fingers are rather adept at sending both arrows and knives flying, and she likes it that way. She seems innocent enough, but she is a fallen angel for a reason.
LIKES: wine, quiet places to relax, reading, archery, helping Gods, answering hard questions, keeping histories of places, romance, friends with which to pass the time, being immortal.
DISLIKES: untrustworthy people, noise, beer, smugness, people who lack humility, the Ultimate Being, falling from Grace, being left without her powers, having to fly for long hours on end, peanut butter.
STRENGTHS: Fighting abilities, accuracy, critical thinking, calming through logic, wordiness.
WEAKNESSES: Heart on her sleeve, quick fire temper, fierce loyalty, loves chocolate too much, dizziness after flying.
WANTS: return to Grace, to help those around her, someone to share her life with.
FEARS: that she'll fail those she cares about, that she'll be alone forever, spiders.
POWERS: can fly, has deadly accuracy, and is always able to see the best course of action
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Fiona’s problem is that she’s fiercely loyal. That’s the reason she Fell. Her friends, her family, her loves. She’s loyal to them all. And that normally gets her into trouble. You see, when Fiona loves someone or something enough to be loyal to them, that it. She is. And she’s in it for the long haul. She’ll always be there to protect, provide for, take care of, and promote the well-being of those close to her. Even if it seems to be against their wishes. She’s a great listener, and takes all views of a situation and uses them to make a decision that will help everyone involved come out for the better. She’s very patient, but occasionally has a temper. When those around her are endangered she turns into a sort of mother tiger, who fights fiercely against all enemies, taking no prisoners and asking no questions.
FAMILY:
She considers all friends to be family, so she has many sisters and brothers and cousins and Elders she answers to.
PETS:
None!
HISTORY: More than two thousand years ago, Fiona was created by the Ultimate Being as a helper. She worked alongside him to create and foster a world that would be fit for all. She worked diligently and did all that the Ultimate Being asked of her, without question. Everything and anything he needed she acquired for him, be it a model for a new creature he was making or a massage when he was weary. But soon she became aware of a change in the Ultimate Being. Little by little, she perceived a darkening of his creations, of his morals, of his entire mentality. She saw him falling into a pit of cynicism and tried valiantly to cheer him up. When she failed, she began to make a plan of her own so that the dark creatures he was creating would not be afflicted with the same Dark mentality that he had. Late into the night she worked on her Project, and soon enough she finished it. When she brought it to the Ultimate Being with pride to show him what she had done for his creatures she was surprised by the scorn she received instead. It was then that she realized that the Ultimate Being had become corrupted by the power he held over his own creatures. Vowing to have none of it, she broke from him, and tried to create a race of Light creatures to combat his Dark ones. Just as she was finishing her very first Light Creature, which she had infused with all the optimism and hope she held in her own being, she noticed something move above her. There, looking down, spying on her was one of the flying Dark creatures from the Ultimate Being. Fiona gathered her bow to shoot an arrow at the creature so that it could not report what it had seen but when she looked up again the creature had gone. Late that night, as she lay in her chamber just off that of the Ultimate Being’s, she heard the door open. Feigning sleep but listening hard she heard the Ultimate Being cross to her bed and unsheath the sword that he kept forever at his hip. Fiona rolled over quickly as she felt the sword plunge into the mattress where she had just been. She glared balefully at the Ultimate Being, who looked shocked that she’d managed to get out of the way. Recovering himself, he instead backhanded her across the face. Fiona betrayed a hurt gasp as her face stung, but leveled piercingly cold eyes back onto her maker. “You are dead to me,” he said to her. “Begone from my sight, and may you never return.” Fiona turned and left the palace, her home, her entire world, before she let a single tear fall.
YOUR NAME: Aimee/Zeestor/Fiona Mercy
AGE: 18 in less than 30 days!!!
EXPERIENCE: Over a year now
OTHER CHARACTERS: Rowan
SECRET PASSWORD: There isn't one! haha!
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