Post by Thalia on Jul 22, 2008 14:05:11 GMT -8
Name: Thalia Awren (Thay-LEE-Ah)
Age: 15
Height: 5'6
Weight: 105lbs
Blood Type: Cr(A-)
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Eye Color: Orange
Hair: Chocolate Brown
Pass Time Information
Hobbies: Writing poetry, Ballet, Daydreaming, Writing stories with hidden meanings, Making Ice Sculptures, Taking Photos
Talents: Portraying innocence, Ballet, Remaining calm, Manipulating Winter
Favorite things: Poetry, White Irises (flower), Winter, Piano melodies, Rain, Her Camera
Mental Information
Personality: The best word to describe her personality is 'arcane' She is known or understood by very few out of the Awren line. Thalia has a mysterious demeanor and a very odd grace to her. She appears to be stoic and uncaring, her face rarely changing from a blank empty expression. Her true colours are only seen by her twin brother Gabriel, in which she becomes cheerful with an easy going personality. Under it all though, she is quite an understanding, passionate, and determined person. Thalia is also very intelligent and observing.
Mentality: Stable
Ideal: "In order to discover who you are, first learn who everybody else is; you're what's left."
Belief: "Que Sera Sera"
Physical Information
Build: Slender. Has humble curves.
Head: Her brown hair follows the fair contours of her face. (Shoulder Length) She has a cute nose, thin nicely arched eyebrows, and wide knowing eyes. Her skin is pale, with the smallest tinge of pink.
Torso: Toned stomach, with average sized breasts.
Arms: Toned, slender.
Legs: Slightly more muscular then her arms, but still slender.
Feet: Size 7
Apparel Information
Head Gear: Usually nothing. At odd times she may wear a ribbon or have an Iris behind her ear.
Shirts: Cardigans, Button up T-shirts, Polo Shirts, Dresses, Classy Flowing Tops
Pants: Black Dress Pants, H-Line Skirts, Dark Wash Jeans, Casual Chic Shorts
Shoes: Ankle boots, Flats, Sandals
Misc: Silver Charmed Ankle Bracelet, Heart Shaped Necklace, Silver Ringed Bracelets
Fighting Information
Fighting Style: Mei Hua Quan (Eight Trigrams Divination)
Years Practiced: 7 (Her father taught her for some years, then she carried on teaching herself)
The goal of Mei Hua Quan (Eight, Sixteen, Thirty-Two Trigrams) is not necessarily to destroy your opponent, but instead to cripple and disable him or her. This is accomplished by balance, agility, tactical training, as well as a clear mind and pure soul. The combination of these factors allows the user of the style to maximize their agility and precision, allowing strikes against critical nerve points and/or organs, allowing for effective disablement using technique alone, instead of pure, blunt force.
History Information
History: Greetings. I suppose you are wondering who I am. Well, I'd tell you my name, but you would probably roll your eyes and say 'Not another Awren' but I assure you, don't fret, I'm not like the other Awrens. In fact, I'm not really close with any of my cousins, never have been. It's not like I hate them, I actually find them quite pleasant. I love my family, and I love being an Awren, but I linger off topic, let's start from the beginning.
My twin brother Gabriel and I, were born in Canada. My parents were far better off then most and owned a big house, to my child's eye, I guess you could call it a mansion. I loved that house. It was like a palace, that was perfectly secluded in a sheltered forest. This was where all my happy childhood memories originated from. I had everything I ever wanted. Our parents put us in many activities to keep us busy. My mother insisted that I attend Ballet classes, so I did as she wished. I didn't have many friends, but that didn't matter, Gabriel was the only friend that I needed. I was very close to him at that distant time, almost inseparable. When he was miserable, I was miserable, when I was cheerful, he was cheerful. We had a strong bond.
The price of happiness, however, was something even my father could not afford. When he married my mother, I knew he loved her, but as time went on, their love didn't grow it only fell apart. Constant arguments, feelings of hate. These were the lessons our parents were teaching us. It was horrible, those endless nights of screaming and shattering glass. The end was near, as it always was.
At the tender age of seven, they announced to us that they were getting a divorce. Then they did something very very selfish. They decided who they wanted. Without even once acknowledging what Gabe or I wanted! My heart broke when my mother announced to me that I was to move out with her to a different province that was very far away. But I didn't want to leave my brother, I didn't want to have to call him just to hear his voice, I didn't want to have to look at pictures just to remember what he looked like. I remember screaming and crying loudly on the day my mother and I moved out. My words were incoherent and I was hyperventilating. "Gabriel, Gabriel," was all I could say. Then, he was gone...
...and that's where my happiness ended. I became reserved and stoic. It was the only way I could be. My mother and I moved into a small apartment building. It wasn't long before she settled in and found a job. I never settled in. For some reason she thought it would make me happy to keep attending Ballet. I only did so, because she thought it made me happy, and if I was happy she would be to. So I continued Ballet, even though I grew to despise it greatly. I grew to despise many things I once liked actually, but time healed me slowly. I began to forget about my twin and my father. Phone calls from them were rare, for my mother couldn't afford a long distance plan yet. So visits were out of the question to. You see my father was the money maker in the family, and child support was limited. If I wanted to see Gabriel, he'd have to come to me. And as stated previously, that was rare...and so life went on. But my love for him and my father would never die...
Time passed. My birthdays came and went. My mother was making much more money, we moved into a bigger house, I attended a better school, and held a straight A average. Life was normal ( If I could even be considered normal. I had quite a weird personality and could manipulate Winter) I also gave up Ballet years ago when I finally admitted to my mother that I hated it. Before I knew it, my 15th birthday was coming near. I had only one wish.
"What do you want for your birthday, dear," my mother asked a week before my birthday, or should I say 'our' birthday. I shared this special day with someone, I had to remember that. I still missed that someone and remembered him, for what he was to me back then. I dreamed about him sometimes, but he is a stranger to me now...sadly. We didn't even know where they lived anymore. All contact was lost. Que sera sera, right. It was a memory now, I really didn't fret over it anymore.
"I only want one thing," I replied softly.
"And that is?"
"I want to attend St. Paragon's School in Japan. I want to see my cousins again. We can afford it now, right?" My mother had a dubious look on her face. She knew that the school was a prison.
"Thay, dear, you don't really want to attend that school do you? It's a prison. I'm sure your cousins will gladly come here to visit you."
"Don't tell lies Mom...just send me to the school. I have never asked for anything. It's the least you can do."
That's how I ended up here. It's a nice little place. A little warm for my taste. I would definitely miss Canada's long winters. At least now, I could see my family. Who knows, maybe he will be here to.
Living Status Information
Type of resident: Assigned Dorm
Roommates: None (N/A)
Cases Against The Faculty: 0
Cases Of Hurting Students: 0
Stats:
Str- 10
Dex- 20
Con- 15
Int- 20
Wis- 15
Cha- 10
Qi Power
Name: Winter's Kiss
Description: Thalia is able to control and manipulate all the elements Winter has to offer. This includes ice, snow and frosty winds. However, there is a catch. Her core temperature is quite a ways below normal, this is where her ability initiates. If there is any source of water nearby, she can use that water to perform her Qi powers.
Beginner: Frost Armor
Provides an extra layer over skin to absorb damage of all kinds,except damage from heat. Freezes things slightly on contact (ie. If someone punches Thalia they form frost on their arm and their fist is frozen shut)
Requirements: Freshman
Novice: Frost Bullets
Bolts of ice that freeze the target decently causing loss of speed and maneuverability. Thalia can fire many of these small bolts at the same time with a good distance. (10ft)
Requirements: Sophomore
Pro: Ice Lance
Ice shaped and sharp like a lance. Thalia can fire only one of these lances at a time, as they are fairly big. The throwing distance is limited, due to its weight. (5ft)
Requirements: Junior
Advanced: Artic Cyclone
Thalia can use the artic winds, snow, and ice, to create a devastating Artic Cyclone, that surrounds her enemy. The sharp shards of ice that rotates in the cone shaped cyclone causes lacerations. It travels in a straight line.
Requirements: Senior
Master: Blizzard
Blizzard is similar to the Artic Cyclone, only it's much bigger and affects a whole area instead of only a straight line.
Requirements: Senior College
