Cambria Monthly - June

[ADMIN ACCOUNT]

[→izzehkins←]

”If you weren’t in the SEG, what career would you choose for yourself?

“A job other than the SEG? –nervous chuckle- I…don’t really know. I’ve been in the SEG for a while now, and I couldn’t really see myself anywhere else.”

”Nowhere else at all?”

”-sigh- -melancholy look- Well… before I joined the SEG I was a stay at home mom, and I guess if the events that led me here hadn’t happened, I would still be there. And, for the record, if he was still…alive, I would be staying home with my son. Spending time with him was the best part of my day, and I got to do it every day, so I was pretty happy most of the time. But sooner or later he’d get tired of me and have friends and need me less, and then I’d have free time, and my husband was always telling me…-trails off-“

”Yes?

”-blush- -look down at lap- -bite lip- -rushed speaking- Well, I was really good at cooking, right? And John would always tell me I should pursue that. It kind of just came with the territory of being a stay at home mom – John was tired and Tristan couldn’t cook obviously, so I’d cook and you get to be pretty good at it after a while, and you try interesting stuff. And John loved it. So…I guess I would probably be pursuing something having to do with cooking, like a chef or something. But I’d have had to get professional about it and that wasn’t really what it was about for me, so I liked it and that’s the only thing I could ever have imagined myself doing if I ever got a job, so…yeah.”

”Did you ever have a job?”

”When I was a teenager, yes – I worked at a couple of fast food places and once at a florists – don’t laugh. It was interesting, but after I moved in with John he encouraged me to leave and I did because I wasn’t going anywhere and those were just…you know, minimum wage jobs and the military didn’t make us rich, but it paid enough and we were fine, and he insisted that he could take care of us. –silence- And he did.”

”So tell me more.”

”-sharp look- What was the point of that question?”

”It’s very hard to get you to talk about your past life, and as a therapist it’s my job to get to know you better – your interests, your dislikes, things like that. That question seemed like a less sensitive way to get you to open up.”

”You want to know my interests? The SEG and capturing shapeshifters. In case you haven’t noticed, I don’t have much of a life.”

”Before, you did. What about now? What job would you have.”

”Lieutenant Amalthea Winterlynn in the SEG.”

”What if the SEG didn’t exist and you had no choice?”
”If the SEG didn’t exist, it would mean the war had never happened. And if the war had never happened, my husband and my son would still be alive. And I would be at home with them. The end. –stands up to leave-“

”Wait-Where are you going? You’ve made big strides today, Amalthea; I don’t think you should leave now and your session isn’t over-“

”Doctor-patient confidentiality. You can’t report that I walked out unless I give you permission. And I don’t. This session is over. Goodbye. –leaves-

[→izzehkins←]

Shapeshifter Form.

.OOC Information.
OOC name --
Activity Level --
Current Characters--
How you found Wasted Skies--


.Character Information.
Full Name -- Codename: Angel Avenger (formerly known as Sakura Nara)
Nickname -- 'avenging angel of light' 'angel' 'avenger'
Gender -- female
Age -- 19
Job -- bein' a rebel fighting SEG
First Form -- wolf (it's really rare!!!!11!!1)
Second Form -- alligator
Last Form -- dog

Likes --

• everything she's good at (singing, dancing, using every type of weapon known to man, medicine, interior decorating, reading, writing (she's written a book!!11!!), every sport, cooking, cleaning, art of all kinds, mechanics, musical instruments)
  
• the rebels
  
• Jonathon~<3333333333
  

Dislikes --

• SEG!!!111!!!1
  
• hurting other people unless there's a reason
  
• criminals
  

.Character Appearance.
Eye Color --one red, one changing color according to her mood.
Eternal Trait -- she doesn't have one.
Height -- 5'3".
Weight -- 80 lbs.
Overall Appearance -- She's really gorgeous. She has long silver hair that goes down to her waist and is naturally just a little wavy, and even though she doesn't have time to take care of it cuz she's off fighting the SEG and freeing the poor imprisoned shapeshifters, it always looks just right. She's very curvy but not too curvy even though she hardly eats at all cuz she gives her food to the freed shapeshifters cuz she's really noble and all. Everything about her is just perfect and everyone can see that. All the guys think she's the most beautiful thing ever and all the girls hate her cuz she's so much prettier than them. Lots of girls think she's so pretty they might lose her boyfriends so they hate her more, and sometimes the guys fight over her cuz she's gorgeous. But she's really nice about it and tries to stop them. Even the SEG peoples think she's amazing, and they call her the 'avenging angel of light' cause she's beautiful, and she adopted it. Her eyes scare them the most, cuz when they look into them it looks like piercing and hypnotizing. Since she's a rebel against the SEG she doesn't get to wash much but no one cares cause she always smells really good - it's just her. And she's even pretty after being in a fight. She's so good at fighting that she doesn't have a lot of scars cause she's that good, but she's got one on her chin that Jonathon noticed and that's why he loves her <3 he says it makes her more beautiful.

She wears all black all the time - a black leather trenchcoat, tight black pants, and a tight black shirt. It makes her look sexy and badass and it scares the SEG people she fights. <33333

.Personal Character Information.
Personality -- she's really nice and is always modest about stuff and never accepts compliments cause she doesn't want to be arrogant, but her self esteem is fine. she's really driven by revenge cuz of the death of her mom and sister and it forces her to be really ruthless with the SEG people. she has a bunch of animal friends cause they always love her and she's got a bunch of birds and a wolf that always stay with her. everyone is always amazed by her but she's always nice to them and compliments them and stuff and she's a really good teacher and passes on her knowledge a lot and everyone's really grateful. she blames herself for her family's death cuz she was supposed to watch out for them and cuz the SEG people followed her and killed them, but everyone knows it wasn't her fault and the SEG is just evil. she's really nice and never hurts anyone unless she has to cuz that's evil, and everyone in the SEG deserves it so that's why she kills them.
History -- When she was three the SEG kidnapped her and did lots of mean experiments on her and that was what made her lose her eternal trait and made her hair silver. She escaped when she was six and fought her way out and killed a lot of guards and stuff, and freed some of the other prisoners. She found her way back home and made sure the SEG didn't follow her and her mom had married another guy who was human and had a half breed kid and Angel accepted him cause her mom did even after all she'd been through cause she's such a good person. They had a kid who was a shapeshifter and angel loved her but when she was eight the SEG found her and killed off her mom and her sister. angel gave her cpr and did everything else possible to save her but it didn't work and her sis told her she loved her and to make sure it didn't happen again before she died. so angel went off and found some of the other prisoners she'd freed and they formed a group of rebels and attacked SEG people. she became the boss even though she was so young cuz everyone could tell that she was the best, and she was. if anyone tried to challenge her she'd tell them off, and she knew it was right cuz everyone else supported her. if she needed to learn something she learned it really fast cuz she was good at that and she knew a ton of stuff and she became the best there was at every weapon ever and killing SEG and impressed everyone, even people who were on the other side. all SEG people and humans hate them and especially her cuz they're beating the SEG and stuff. she met Jonathon who was in the SEG and he wasn't a good guy but she told him her story and he felt really bad and even though he couldn't leave the SEG they fell in love and he became a better person cause she convinced him that it was wrong and he didn't give her and the rebels up cuz he loved her.


.RP Example.
Angel sat with her back against the wall, looking up at the sky. Her perfect skin glowed in the moonlight, as though trying to return it's light; her hair flowed like silk down her back and shoulders. She bent at the slim, perfect waist, both knees bent to tuck her long, beautiful legs up.

Jonathon approached her, admiring her from the shadows. She was the most beautiful thing in the world, his Angel. There was a reason that the soldiers knew her as the avenging angel of light - so beautiful, so perfect, like an angel, striking to take her vengeance in the night while she glowed in the darkness, her beauty taking their breath away. He stepped into the moonlight, and Angel's haunting eyes turned toward him, looking straight into his soul, and her lips curved up in a sad, beautiful smile at what she saw there. "Jonathon," she whispered, her voice musical even in sadness.

"Angel," he murmured back, sitting down beside her and taking her hand, her long, elegant fingers weaving through his. She rested her head on his shoulder and he could see her scar - that lovely scar. Some said blemishes detracted from the appearance, but hers didn't; it served only to make her more lovely in his eyes.



score on this mary sue litmus test: 202.

50+
Kill it dead. Or make sure you read the instructions properly (some people don't do this, which causes freakishly high scores) and take the test again.

...i puked a little in the back of my throat.

[Veritas]

(I'm going to shamelessly borrow/steal the format above, because izzeh thinks I'm too cute to smite... *takes cover*)

"Please, have a seat. Could you state your name for the record?"[/i]

"Private Zhi Rhanka. What's the point of all this?"

"Standard procedure, Private Rhanka. All our field personnel have to undergo regular psychiatric evaluation to ensure that they aren't being overwhelmed by the pressures."

"See, when you talk like that, it sounds like you don't know why we're having this conversation, either."

-slightly irritated-"Let's move on, shall we?"-takes a breath to calm down-"For starters, why did you join the SEG?"

"That's an easy one. The demons need to pay for what they've done, and the SEG calls in the debt. Next."

"I think this merits some conversation, actually. You used the word 'demons.' What do you mean by that?"

"Demons. You know, the creatures that walk the streets of the city hiding amongst humans, silently waiting for the right moment to change into something horrible and kill people. Where've you been?"

"Miss Rhanka, the shapeshifters are not demons, regardless of what crimes they may commit. Have you ever stopped to think that perhaps they only seem like demons because you want to believe that they are?"

"You're crazy. Anyone who has been alive long enough remembers what they did during the war. Only demons can be so heartless and if you believe otherwise, then perhaps you're the one in need of psychiatric evaluation."

-more exasperated-"Both sides did terrible things in the war, miss Rhanka. Does that mean all soldiers are demons?"[/i]

-with considerable irritation-"Don't you dare try to tell me I can't tell the difference between a soldier and a demon, doctor. I know what I saw, and I know what I've done. The humans won because they're stronger than the demons. The SEG exists because all demons need to pay for their crimes."

-takes another breath-"We'll continue this conversation another time. The actual purpose of this interview was to address a very different question. If you hadn't joined the SEG, what would you do?"[/i]

"I don't understand the question."

"It's quite simple, miss Rhanka. Let's pretend for a moment that the SEG never existed. What would you be doing today?"

"Stop calling me miss Rhanka. My name is Zhi. To answer your question, I don't think that there is any way the SEG wouldn't exist."

"Very well, Zhi. My point is that when you joined the SEG, you left behind all those other possibilities of what you could have done with your life. You chose to join the front lines against these demons, as you called them. All I want to know is what you would have done instead of being here."

"I'm telling you that this is where I chose to be. There was never any hesitation, nor backward glances, nor regrets. The SEG exists, and I was born to be part of it."

"Try to be reasonable, Zhi. You must have had other passions in life. Perhaps you would have worked at a flower shop, or made dresses, or worked at a gym or something. If the SEG had never been formed, what would you have done?"

"Truth be told, I don't know what I would have done. I can't really remember much of my life before the war. I remember fighting, I remember the humans winning, and I remember living in a world where demons hurt people and needed to be stopped. I guess if the SEG hadn't come along, I would have tried to hunt the demons by myself. So I suppose the answer to your question is that I'd either be dead or committed.

"What do you mean by 'committed?'"

-sigh-"For as long as I can remember, people have always been telling me I'm crazy. I don't know what they're talking about. I'm as sane as anyone I've ever met, but apparently the world disagrees. If I hadn't come here, someone might eventually have decided I would be better off in an asylum."

"Would you be?"

"You're the shrink. You decide. Are we done here?"

"Yes, I think I understand enough for now..."

-END INTERVIEW-

[AvatarFreak]

I was going to edit this and just have this be the backbone/dialouge to a more narrative drivin entry, but I'm lazy and this format is easier to read. Yay contest entry!

Waiter: Here are your iced coffees ladies.
Kin: Thank you very much *pulls out money and gives it to the server* Keep the change as a tip.
Waiter: Thanks *walk away*
Ian: I was going to pay Kin.
Kin: You still can.
Ian: I can?
Kin: Yeah you owe me 8 dollars.
Ian: *pulls out cash*
Kin: I was kidding! Kidding!!!
Ian: Oh *embarrassed*
Kin: *phone vibrates, checks phone and texts back*
Ian: That’s really impolite you know.
Kin: I was texting Nick
Ian: Yalsa?
Kin: You know him?
Ian: Yeah I helped him out during the raids.
Kin: Me too *laugh* He was asking me what I would be doing if I never joined SEG. He said he would be in college so he could become a mechanic.
Ian: Seems fitting. What did you say you’d do?
Kin: I said IDK
Ian: *rolls eyes*
Kin: *phone buzzes*
Ian: Did he call you an idiot for replying like that?
Kin: Not exactly, but he did say to give him an actual answer. All his SEG buddies are giving him the same reply.
Ian: *laugh* Because pretty much everyone in SEG is in there for a good reason
Kin: So what would you be doing?
Ian: I’d be homeless on the streets.
Kin: Come on, you’d be doing something. Would you be on earth or Cambria for starters?
Ian: I would have joined the military after high school then gone to Cambria.
Kin: Okay, so the war breaks out then let’s just say there is no trouble with shifters and both species live in harmony, SEG doesn’t come to existence, what do you do for a living?
Ian: No military? Prostitution.
Kin: I’m being serious Rosewood.
Ian: Well I’m not. And I told you to call me Ian.
Kin: Fine, but can you give me a straight answer?
Ian: Tell me yours first.
Kin: I asked you first.
Ian: I outrank you.
Kin: Not here.
*awkward silence*
Ian: *sigh* Well I don’t know.
Kin: Wouldn’t you be doing some sort of good though?
Ian: What do you mean by that?
Kin: You seem like a person who would be doing some sort of good wherever you went in a positive career. Like, a firefighter or something.
Ian: Firefighter no, but that made me think of a cop. I would be a policewoman! *laughs*
Kin: That would be a perfect career for you!
Ian: I was joking, Kin.
Kin: But it would be a good career. I mean, you’d still be locking up the bad guys and be in a position of authority.
Ian: Hmm, fitting I guess. I’m still glad that SEG exists and that I’m doing some sort of good. I suppose a cop has a similar purpose. Your turn.
Kin: Oh, right. Hmm. I would be on Cambria no matter what… *stares at a wall deep in thought*
Ian: No matter what?
Kin: Yeah, to run away.
Ian: A ticket on a space shark isn’t cheap.
Kin: Yeah, but I was rich and spoiled on earth.
Ian: Really?
Kin: Yes.
Ian: Then why leave?
Kin: Because I was smothered by my parents.
Ian: *rolls eyes*
Kin: Whatever. I would probably be working full time at spot coffee. Since I left the military before the war was over technically; maybe I could have even used my education and become a doctor at a hospital.
Ian: You have a college degree?
Kin: Yes. *stirs coffee and tried not to make eye contact with Ian*
Ian: Why’d you throw away an education like that to go into the military!
Kin: Because I was young, stupid and rebellious at the time and had no sense of what was good for me.
Ian: Weren’t we all.
Kin: That was a long time ago for you wasn’t it?
Ian: *glare* I’m not that old!
Kin: Never said you were *sips coffee*

[→izzehkins←]

so. this is really random and crappy. and rambly. and cassie and harlan are just random friends i made up for her. yay.

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”Dare!” Cassie giggled, tipping back her shot glass and leaning back against the bed.

Electra smirked, grabbing the bottle and taking a gulp. So they were supposed to be adults and what have you. They could still get drunk and play truth or dare, right? ”Aww, Cass, you always choose dare!” she giggled, before pouting and trying to think of a dare – which was hard when you were only slightly drunk and didn’t have alcohol to help you come up with some funny – and ridiculous – dares. ”Uhmmmm…fuck you, Cass, pick truth next time…ooohhhhh, I dare you to sext Harlan, and you can’t tell him it was a dare til after three texts!”

”Electra! I have a boyfriend!” Cassie protested, pulling out her phone. ”Hey…Harlan…wanna…know…what…underwear…I’m…wearing?” She muttered out loud, giggling at Electra.

She laughed in return. ”D’aww, poor Harlan. He won’t know what hit ‘im.”

”Okay, okay, your turn. Truth or dare!”

”Truth. I don’t really wanna know you’re revenge for that.

”’Lectra, c’mon, I could get revenge with either. Uhmm…oh hey, Harlan replied!” she announced, momentarily distracted as she whipped out her phone. She laughed. ”He says ‘dot-dot-dot, Cassie, you have a boyfried.’” She snorted. ”Aww…Harlan…what’s…the…matter?...Can’t…I…have…a…little…fun?”

Electra almost spat out the mouthful of bourbon in her mouth. ”Cass, babe, he is going to think you’re a slut for all of eternity!” she laughed. ”Okay, okay, gimme my question already.

”Uh…if you weren’t in the SEG, what job would you have?” Cassie asked.

Electra snorted. ”Run out of ideas? That question fucking sucks! Anyway, ha! Life would be so fucking boring – not that SEG isn’t anyway. I’d be something exciting. Like a cop! Oooohhh, bomb squad would be so fucking cool, doncha think?”

“Who needs alcohol, we get our rush disposing with explosives – Harlan!” Cassie crowed jubilantly. ”’dot-dot-dot, how drunk are you?’” She giggled. ”Aww, he’s so smart. Does…it…matter?...I just…want…you.” She said, chuckling. ”But really, why bombs?”

”Not the question, Cass, and may I just say you’re really evil? Truth or dare?” Electra said, smirking.

”Aww, ‘Lectra, you suck! Can’t answer one little question…uh, truth!”

”You want to get in Harlan’s pants, don’t you?”

Cassie gasped and groped for the something to throw at her – her phone being the nearest thing. Electra ducked, and the phone bounced off the wall, landing on the ground and vibrating as though angry at this senseless abuse. ”Hey, it’s Harlan again!” Electra cackled, lunging and grabbing the phone. ”Pfft. ‘Cassie, maybe you should stop drinking. Go to bed.” She snorted. ”Hey, now you can tell him it’s all my fault,” she added, tossing the phone back.

Cassie caught it, pouting. ”I will! And I do not want Harlan, thank you very much. I have a boyfriend.” She flipped open the phone. ”Ha ha…Electra…dared…me…to…text you. You’re…really…funny…though.” She turned her attention back to Electra. ”Anyway, truth or dare?”

”Truth.

”Why bombs?”

Electra rolled her eyes. ”’Cause they’re fucking awesome? Duh.”

”Electraaaaa…” Cassie whined. ”Gimme moreeee!”

”Jeez, Cass, you’re so whiny when you’re drunk.”

”At least I’m not a bitch! Moremoremoremore!”

”Pffft, why would I tell you anything now? Bombs are fucking awesome. How could something that explodes into a large ball of fire and debris not be epic? Truth or dare?” Right. Way to ‘not tell her anything’.

Cassie giggled, taking the bottle and taking a few gulps of the alcohol – despite being pretty drunk already. ”I don’t wanna do either! Trare!” she proclaimed, before dissolving into hysterical giggles.

Electra rolled her eyes, taking the bottle away from her friend and finishing it off. ”I think you’re too drunk for this game, Cass,” she informed her friend. Getting up, she stumbled over to the trash can and dumped the bottle in, before staggering over to sit next to Cassie. Or, rather, falling over to sit next to Cassie. ”Fuck, I think we’re both too drunk. ‘M tired.” she rambled, laughing.

”’M tired too. Can we go to bed?” Cassie asked pathetically.

”What am I, your mother? Get in bed if you’re tired,” Electra chuckled, before Cassie snored particularly loudly in her ear. ”Aww, Cass, really? Passing out? Lameeeee.” But Cassie didn’t wake up, so she grumbled a little bit more, hauling herself into the bed. ”Fine,” she informed her sleeping friend. ”I get the bed, though.”

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[Otto]

Disclaimer: Otto takes no responsibility for any nausea, headaches, lightheadedness, fainting, migraines, indigestion, hyperventilation, shortness of breath, diarrhea, involuntary spasming/twitching, shuddering, weeping, mental damage, paranoia, compulsive urges to bleach one's brain, involuntary retching, eye-gouging, etc. etc. that may come as a result of reading the following.


Shapeshifter Form.

.Character Information.
Full Name -- Hellyn Aphrodite Paradisia
Nickname -- Hel, Lyn, Aphrodite (everyone says she’s as beautiful as the Greek goddess of love!), Cat/Kat, Siren, Angel, Raven
Gender -- femme
Age -- 17
Job -- model, actress, singer, artist, dancer, astrophysicist
First Form -- tiger
Second Form -- leopard
Last Form -- swan

Likes --

• singing (anyone who hears her voice is immediately mesmerized by its ethereal, beautiful quality, and they all say that her voice is more beautiful than the mythical Sirens’, which is where she got her nickname)
  
• drawing (anyone who sees her drawings are stunned by their unearthly beauty and depth of emotion, and they are comparable to the works of Michelangelo, which is where she got her other nickname, except it was shortened to Angel because what kind of name is Michelangelo?)
  
• dancing (see above)
  
• animals (in fact, they all love her and she can talk to them)
  
• boys who fall for her charm and wit and beauty
  
• being right (because she always is)
  

Dislikes --

• girls who don’t like her because she’s too beautiful
  
• the horrible, evil SEG
  
• anyone who disagrees with her (because she’s always right)
  
• anyone who criticizes her (because there’s nothing to criticize, they’re just mean, nasty people)
  

.Character Appearance.
Eye Color -- the deepest amethyst purple flecked with brilliant shades of gold and silver, with the barest hint of flame red surrounding the pupil and aquamarine blue on the outer edge of the iris
Eternal Trait -- it used to be her eye color, but she learned to shift it away a long time ago
Height -- 5’7”
Weight -- 100 lbs. (it makes sense!)
Overall Appearance --
Hellyn has waist-length hair that flows in shining waves of the loveliest red shade you’ve ever seen. It’s not orange, it’s a deep auburn color, and it’s completely natural, up to and including the shining, raven-black highlights running through it. Even though she’s a redhead, she has no freckles whatsoever. Her skin is perfectly smooth, with no blemishes or zits, and her skin is so pale that she seems to glow from within. However, when it pleases her, she can have the perfect bronze tan, because sunburn is for normal people. She’s thin enough to be anorexic (that’s a good thing!) but is busty enough to give her the hourglass figure that girls would kill to have. Her breasts are not too big and not too small. They’re exactly the right size, just like the rest of her. She has a nigh-visible, pure aura around her, as if you were looking through a soft-focus filter or something.

Normally, her eyes are the deepest amethyst purple flecked with brilliant shades of gold and silver, with the barest hint of flame red surrounding the pupil and aquamarine blue on the outer edge of the iris. They change color with her mood. When she’s sad, they turn aqua blue reminiscent of the waters of the Mediterranean; indeed, the colors in her eyes seem to shift like the waves of the ocean. When she’s happy, her eyes are a shining blue like the cloudless summer skies of her homeland, and you can imagine their beauty just by looking into her orbs. When she’s thinking about something or concentrating really hard, her eyes turn an emerald green filled with life and intellect, the only outward sign of her peerless mind. Pale lavender and pastel pink of the petals of the sweetest flowers are the colors reflected in her orbs whenever she thinks about someone she likes. If anyone is foolish enough to rouse her anger, the last thing they ever see will be the demonic red of her irises.

In short, she is beautiful beyond comparison. Like Keira Knightley, but even prettier. Even she would be jealous of Hellyn. Hellyn can also change her appearance at will, because she’s a master at half-shifting and has been ever since her first shift. (She can give herself cat ears and a tail whenever she wants, tee hee.) However, her one flaw is that all of the forms she takes are as beautiful as her first, which she considers a dreadful curse.


.Personal Character Information.
Personality --
In spite of her dark, angst-ridden past, Hellyn is a kind, loving, generous, sensitive, wonderful person. She’s beautiful but oh-so-humble about it, and if anyone compliments her (it happens all the time) she will blush prettily and deny it, even if it’s obviously true. Don’t you dare mess with her, though, because you’ll feel her righteous wrath if you are stupid enough to rouse her anger. It is truly a sight to behold. She is a black belt in ten different styles of martial arts, having achieved master status in each and every one within a year of training. She also knows how to use a knife, can shoot the wings off a fruit fly at 500 paces with a bow and arrow, and can shoot the electron off a hydrogen atom at 1000 paces with any gun she lays her hands on, even if she’s never used it before. Not that she’d ever shoot a fruit fly, because she is a friend to all living things and would never think of hurting one. Except for the SEG, they’re pure evil so they don’t count and she can kill them without remorse and without anyone calling her a murderer or anything horrible like that. And if they do, they’re just jealous and short-sighted, anyway.

She loves to sing, and can also play the violin, piano, clarinet, and flute. Woodland creatures are so entranced by her voice that they follow her around, allowing her to pet them and feed them and never inadvertently giving her ticks or anything disgusting like that.

History --
Hellyn cannot remember the first ten years of her life due to a tragic case of amnesia. However, using her unmatched intellect and superior sleuthing skills, she has managed to piece together some of it. (Enough of it to angst over it, at any rate.) She knows that she used to have a kind, loving mother and father and a sister that was almost as beautiful as she was. They were a happy, perfect family until one day, the irrevocably evil SEG came and brutally killed them all. She shifted into her tiger form and managed to kill five of the SEG soldiers (even though she was only seven!) before she finally fainted from all her wounds. When she woke up again, she was in one of the SEG’s cells and couldn’t remember anything but her name. !

But don’t worry, because after several months of experimentation and torture by the heartless scientists she managed to escape. While she was hiding out in the forest, she fortuitously met some random martial arts master who took her in and taught her the ancient art of Ar’ski’kin. But the SEG caught up with her, and they killed her master but took her back to the labs because she was so special that it would be a waste to kill her. She escaped again and ran to Keis. She was immediately picked up by a modeling agency because of her unearthly beauty, and he became their top model in no time and then became an actress and an artist and a singer and a dancer all in a few years, beating out all the other people because she had so much natural talent. She made a lot of enemies because all those people were only envious of her skills.

Now she wants revenge against the SEG because they’re evil puppy-kickers and are incapable of emotion, even though they are constantly awed by her awesomeness and live in fear of her wrath. She has had several encounters with them already, but she’s obviously won every time.


.RP Example.

The intruder’s guise was so transparent. How could she be foolish enough to believe she could trick her? The golden flecks in her eyes glimmered with a cool, transient mirth as Hellyn pondered on the utter ridiculousness of the idea.

Her eyes reverted to their previous frosty blue when she turned her attention back to the woman. "I don't need to answer an intruder's questions. Enough with your lies. Tell me the truth," she demanded. Aphrodite stood in the doorway, hair afire with a halo of light as if she were an avenging angel just descended from the heavens. And she was just that—ever since her family's brutal murder, Hellyn had vowed to get revenge on everyone responsible. Those silly legal issues would be of no consequence to her, because in the end, everyone would see that her quest was just and right. So until this intruder answered her truthfully, Angel was not going to let her leave.

And now this woman had the gall to smirk at her as she repeated the obviously false name. How long did she think she could keep up that ruse when Hel had seen through it the very first time? To think that she, Hellyn Aphrodite Paradisia, could be so grossly underestimated—especially by the likes of a lowly trespasser. Her lip curled in a disgusted sneer that in no way detracted from her beauty despite the fact that it made one eye squint more than the other and made her nose somewhat asymmetrical.

But when the intruder began to taunt her long-departed but still-beloved family (even though she had amnesia and couldn’t really remember them, but such details were unimportant), Cat’s eyes darkened to a dangerous, demonic crimson red. The last person who had had the misfortune of seeing this terrifying hue in her usually-shining orbs had taken her dear master’s life. She had remorselessly sent the murderer to his grave—and of course no-one but the SEG (who didn’t count) had accused her of murder, because she was unquestionably justified in killing a murderer who was clearly irredeemably evil.

"How would you know? Unless—" It struck her. "Unless you're one of them," she snarled, and the excruciating twinge in her spleen told her she had hit the nail on the head. Her hand went for the ruby-and-sapphire-encrusted golden hilt of the dagger she always carried on her belt. (It was a family heirloom, and her mother had bestowed it upon Raven when she had come of age, and she had somehow managed to hold onto it despite being captured and stuff.) "SEG," she spat, her legendary anger surfacing like a whale beaching itself on the shore. "I'll only ask you once: how did you find this place?"

Kat swirled the dagger, its perfect glint flashing in the receding sunlight. It was a beautiful, complex little trick that most found impossible to learn, but she had mastered it the first time she tried, or picked up this dagger for that matter. "You’re part of the SEG, aren’t you?" Actually, she didn't even have to ask, Raven's spleen simply told her it was true.

The woman did not have a weapon on her, which was all the better. She had brought it upon herself and Hellyn wasn't at fault here whatsoever, but she wouldn't let her guard down. Alright, if this was going to lead to a fight, she would have no remorse. This woman was SEG, and the SEG was full of mindless killers who took away her family. A single glance told her that the intruder was a martial artist. This knowledge would have intimidated any average person, but Aphrodite regarded it with cold disdain. She herself came from a long line of martial arts masters. It was in her blood. It had taken her only a month to perfect the skills that most people trained their entire lifetime to obtain, if they did at all.

But her jeweled dagger thirsted for blood today—SEG blood. Hellyn could feel the weapon's magic through her fingertips. It was enchanted, of course. She never had to clean or maintain it in any way (what kind of losers wasted their time doing that, anyway?), yet its blade remained forever sharp, its hilt forever brilliant, and its rubies and sapphires and diamonds as clear as Hellyn's eyes when she was speaking the truth. (Which, for those who had never been graced by her unearthly presence, was comparable to, but actually even clearer than, the transparence of Deer Park bottled spring water.)

And because she was SEG, Hellyn was in every way justified in taking her down. Everyone knew the SEG were soulless, irrevocably evil bastards who kicked puppies and terrorized small children. Except for those who found true love—with a shifter such as herself, of course, because it was impossible to find true love with anyone else—and experienced a complete and entirely unprecedented change of heart.

Siren's voice, brimming with anguish, would have reduced anyone with a heart to tears on the spot. "Monsters. You're all monsters."

Spinning the dagger in the air with an impressive flourish at the end, Hellyn lunged at the woman, blade aimed for her belly. Because that would kill her instantly, right?




Ow. Just... ow.

Also, if the RP sample looks familiar, I simply lost the will to live write any more of this. 8|

[Otto]

SEG Career Contest. Apologies for the board-stretching! I wanted to do something a bit different.

I bumped Aras' age down a couple of years for this contest 'cos he'd totally be a student at some university. He'd major in some foreign language--probably French. And Reyes and Ofelia would be music and pre-law, respectively. But anyway, on with the entry! 8)







Izzeh and Locu: panels 8 & 9 are referring to exactly what you think.

[AvatarFreak]

Yeah this absolutely killed my muse so I sort of startd to give up on everything pas the Appearance. It's more of a 'makes no sense' Sue than anything. Short of crappy but I entered so that's what counts right?

Shapeshifter Form.

.OOC Information.
OOC name --
Activity Level --
Current Characters--
How you found Wasted Skies--


.Character Information.
Full Name -- Amaria Avery Angel
Nickname -- Triple A, Angel, Deathinator
Gender -- f.
Age -- 12
Job -- Private Assassin
First Form -- Wolf
Second Form -- Lion
Last Form -- Cheetah

Likes --

• Her job
  
• This one boy…*Amaria blushes really hard*
  
• Shifting
  
• Food
  

Dislikes --

• SEG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  
• Black
  
• Rainy dayz
  
• Seeing people when they’re sad D:
  

.Character Appearance.
Eye Color -- One eyes is sky blue and glimmers in the right light as if there was glitter in it and the other is inky black.
Eternal Trait -- Silver circlet
Height -- 6’3”
Weight -- 111 lbs.
Overall Appearance -- So Amaria is like, really beautiful and gorgeous, and lovely, and attractive, and stunning, and striking, and dazzling, and adorable, and magnificent, and elegant, and exquisite, and pretty, and is overall good looking. Did I mention she is very appealing? Other than being amazingly cute she has glossy snow white hair that glimmers in the sun like platinum. And her eyes are really nice looking even though one is really light blue and glitters in the sun and the other is so black you can’t tell the difference between the pupil and iris. The girl is super tall and skinny and has killer curves. Like really good curves so that all the guys fall all over her and love her at first sight. She always wears really pretty clothes that accentuate her looks if that was possible. She wears clothe that are fantasy like but I mean she would look amazing even in a burlap sack. She always wears white even thought her skin is super pale. Her face is round and has very soft features; she can sometimes look like an angel! Just add wings and boom, angel! Thus the nickname. *cough* right back on track. What else? She wears lots of pretty gems on her outfits and on simple jewelry. She doesn’t wear flashy necklaces, just usually something like an expensive precious gem on a chain. She carries a large katana sword in a very glitzy sheath and wears it around her waist at all times, even when she shifts and when she sleeps but it’s not like her eternal trait or anything. When she walks by you can always get a whiff of chocolate and strawberries. Amaria also had a very lerge ornate tattoo on her back that is blackthat she has had ever since she was born. I guess the only way to describe her is really, really, really, really, really, pretty.


.Personal Character Information.
Personality -- Amaria is really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, SUPER, perfect. There is nothing wrong with her personality at all. She is loved by everyone and girls hate her because she is sooooo perfect. She had this super big crush on this one guy but can’t admit it. She is everything and anything she wants to be. She knows how to fight really well and knows 365,734,331 different fighting techniques and learns most others in a matter of days. AMARIA IS JUST PERFECT! There’s really no other way to describe her! ((Lazy I know. XD))
History -- Amaria’s history goes back centuries, when Cambria first came into existence. She was the first shifter. Amaria picked her own name, simply created after she added an A to Maria. She never knew her parents and cannot remember the earliest years of her life. Amaria can’t remember her parents or who raised her or anything of the sort. She practiced a lot and learned how to shift her age so she could be immortal and stuff. She even learned how to shift away her eternal trait which was a thin but ornate silver circlet. She knows all the fighting styles and ways to kill people known to man, shape shifter and even some known to dolphin. She is a super skilled assassin and has killed too many people to count. She’s very discreet and keeps under the radar. No one has ever suspected an innocent twelve year old girl to be a master assassin. Err, well at least that’s her current age. Her lifetimes are muddled since she doesn’t live a full on ever. She shifts age so often the only age she can keep track of is the relative age she is when she age-shifts as she’s dubbed it. Amaria has never really had a family to call her own, people she happens to get close to she always has to rip herself away from because then her secrets will get revealed. She also doesn’t want to grow old with them and have to wait for them to die if she really wanted to stay with someone. The only people she surrounds herself with aren’t people at all, they are animals and animals never say a peep of human language so she feels safe around them and has several animal companions. Because of her long life she has had many life experiences and is very wise. She is very talented in everything she does including but is not limited to fighting, music, art, etc. Though she doesn’t look very powerful she is a master healer who can bring the dead back and conversely can wipe out thousands of people at once.One of her nickname sis deathinator earned because of her job. Amaria is currently living life as she always had, with the humans it’s been odd but with the SEG the assassin business has been good with more and more shifters wanting revenge on some of the soldiers who have killed or captured their loved ones.


.RP Example.
So the day was July 29th of the year 1401 the city was bustling all around Amaria while she ran around fetching random things from the market. Amaria’s very ornate and large dress demanded attention along with her amazing looks. Every shop keeper she ran into offered Amaria free merchandise and a compliment. Amaria would hide her face in her fan and brush the comment and offer off. Men were practically throwing themselves at Amaria! Amaria just went about her day humming a happy tune while people on the streets fell in love with the melody.

Amaria in her best Sunday dress was absolutely jaw dropping. Amaria looked like she was in her twenties and was full figured. Amaria’s dress was mostly her favorite color, white, but had the most beautiful golden and blue embellishments. The cut was square and flaunted her chest. Despite having a full length hoop dress and long sleeves Amaria still managed to grab the attention of every man on the street, married, single or gay. Amaria even got a few jealous stares from every woman that looked her way. Amaria wasn’t vain even though she knew everyone loved her beauty and her supposed noble background. (The noble background was just a rumor that Amaria laid into truth so she could compensate and justify her lavish spending and wonderful clothes) Her hair looked like it had been done by one of Marie Antoinette’s servants. But it wasn’t as flashy as her hair and instead was rather perfectly spiraled and pinned to her head and worked around the silver circlet that she wore only for the sake of wearing it since it looked pretty and expensive.