Post by Weaver on Jun 10, 2008 9:14:20 GMT -5
Name:
Aure Avian
Looks:
Depends on her mood...
Weapon of choice:
What ever comes with the package...
Age:
14
Summary of Life:
Aure was raised in France, in the outskirts of a small village. No school, just a basic knowledge of farming and raising animals. One day, she was delivering a small order of milk to the next town, because they had no car, she went on foot. The winds picked up and the clouds swirled down. She fell endlessly wrapped in the swirl of the tornado. She didn't feel pain, but she saw a strange bluish-gray ball fly at her suddenly...
When she woke, it was dawn, the sun shown through her, she was nothing more than a wisp of air. She went home, flew through the door and watched them, day after day...they did nothing in remembrance of her. Her belongings were gone and her room left bare. She found out the her sisters owned her things and her family now lived a richer life. With out her. Suspicion took root in her her mind, they had sent her to her death! Her anger festered, soon she was given the chance to taste revenge. It was a windy day again.
She forced herself against the winds, making the clouds swirl and twist down. The bodies littered miles around and she took the form of her sister to walk again.
Likes:
Really sweet things, clouds, tornados
Dislikes:
Meat, the earth
Abilities:
She can change her appearance to anything that she pleases. But she must know that person inside and out to do so. Depending on the person she changes into, she can breath underwater, have super human strength accordingly.
Downfalls:
Boredom, changing into a person without fully knowing them.
Hobbies: looking at clouds, flying
Other: She likes killing people!
Aure Avian
Looks:
Depends on her mood...
Weapon of choice:
What ever comes with the package...
Age:
14
Summary of Life:
Aure was raised in France, in the outskirts of a small village. No school, just a basic knowledge of farming and raising animals. One day, she was delivering a small order of milk to the next town, because they had no car, she went on foot. The winds picked up and the clouds swirled down. She fell endlessly wrapped in the swirl of the tornado. She didn't feel pain, but she saw a strange bluish-gray ball fly at her suddenly...
When she woke, it was dawn, the sun shown through her, she was nothing more than a wisp of air. She went home, flew through the door and watched them, day after day...they did nothing in remembrance of her. Her belongings were gone and her room left bare. She found out the her sisters owned her things and her family now lived a richer life. With out her. Suspicion took root in her her mind, they had sent her to her death! Her anger festered, soon she was given the chance to taste revenge. It was a windy day again.
She forced herself against the winds, making the clouds swirl and twist down. The bodies littered miles around and she took the form of her sister to walk again.
Likes:
Really sweet things, clouds, tornados
Dislikes:
Meat, the earth
Abilities:
She can change her appearance to anything that she pleases. But she must know that person inside and out to do so. Depending on the person she changes into, she can breath underwater, have super human strength accordingly.
Downfalls:
Boredom, changing into a person without fully knowing them.
Hobbies: looking at clouds, flying
Other: She likes killing people!
