Post by ARIA GARNIER on Jun 16, 2011 22:37:30 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=width,450,bTable][atrb=style,background: #222222; padding: 20px; text-align: center;] Aria Meri Garnier 19 - FEMALE - DECEMBER 21st - HETERO  "Life is only a dream of your sweetest imagination." Creature Appearance Faceclaim:: MEGURINE LUKA, Vocaloid Height:: 5'2" Weight:: 102 lbs Special Features:: (scars, tattoos, demon marks, accessories) Full Appearance:: The first thing most notice about Aria is, well, Aria. As a girl who's taken ballet lessons since six, she's developed a thin, supple build, obviously curving into the lovely figure of a woman. Long gone are her awkward, adolescent gangly limbs, to be replaced by long, graceful legs and thin arms, and as of the past year, her flat chest has been filling out, too. Thrilled with her long-awaited 'blossoming,' as she calls it, Aria sticks to clothes that show off her figure : beautiful gowns in every color imaginable, most which show off her figure in curves. She stands out from a crowd with her head of coral locks, long and soft and waves in that effortless way that takes hours to do with a curling iron. Beneath side-swept bangs lie shocking cerulean orbs, often lit up with a sort of mischievous mirth. Dark, long lashes frame her eyes, often blinking in idle, slow movements. Attitude Full Personality:: POSITIVES: ♥ The Whimsical |
Many think it’s strange for such a soft-hearted girl to be a fallen angel, and scoff at her ways. Aria appreciates life for all it’s splendor – she’s willing to waste an hour to gaze at the flowers, and she’ll spend the night watching the stars. She’s sentimental, too, the silly girl. To those of her peers who take life seriously, she laughs – ‘why take life seriously, no one ever gets out alive anyway,’ she’ll say.
♥ The Humane[/b]
Aria's nothing but a big softie, when it all comes down to it. Her house is almost always full of stray animals that she picks up - she can't help but to rush them inside when she sees them walking outside, after all. She'll give away all she has in a bat of an eyelash, rather stupidly, and easily brought to tears at others' plights.
♥ The Submissive[/b]
Aria's a born follower of rules. She was raised to respect the higher authority without question, or at least pretend to have none, and she does so well. Even if she may not agree with the given order, if it’s what she has to do, then she’ll do it as though she likes it. She’s not into the whole ‘rebel’ model, and has a distaste for those who don’t follow orders, no matter what the reason. She won’t enforce the rules upon others, but she’ll very rarely break them herself – even if it means death. Call her a goody-two shoes, but she’s terrified of punishment, in any form.
♥ The Survivor[/b]
For Aria, her priorities are set in stone; though she may seem like an air-head, she knows where her loyalties lie. She's selfish, almost to a fault; she values herself above others, a reason why her nickname is 'Princess.' She'll use others as her shield if she can, and will gladly step over a person to reach her goals, if needed. She's more likely to stab you in the back wearing that oblivious smile of hers than to help you get back up. She's a survivor - whatever it takes, she'll do it.
♥ The Charmer[/b]
Aria relishes in life as it is - she's thrilled by the smallest of things, and she's always ready to try anything, anywhere. Ask her to go cliff-diving off into hell, and she'll do it with an eager grin. She's retained the naivete from her childhood and the lack of sense of danger as a young teenager - she holds tightly on to everything free about her life, all smiles and laughter.
NEGATIVES:
♥ The Suicidal Lover[/b]
Aria knows it’s dangerous to like someone with a race such as hers. She knows it’s suicide to fall in love. Still, her stupid heart is dangerously quick to do so, and she gets attached very easily. Be it with friends or boys, she’ll be falling head over heels in minutes, if not seconds.
♥ The Stubborn[/b]
Aria's used to living on her own, and when she's not, no one's ever told her what to do. She'll listen to higher powers, of course, but never happily. In her mind, she's the one who's infinitely right, and anyone else who dares to go against her opinion is all wrong. She's stubborn to a fault, really, and will rarely release first impressions.
♥ The Mockingbird[/b]
Aria's dancing on the line between 'thrilling' and 'dangerous,' and she has a nasty habit of toying with things. People, monsters, spirits - anything. She's like a child, let loose in the largest dollhouse known to mankind, wreaking heartbreak and havoc wherever she can lay her hands. Instead of dolls, Aria plays with people - and one day, she'll get hurt for it.
♥ The Flaky[/b]
Aria's prone to her whims, which come to her frequently and randomly. She loses interest in things at the drop of a hat, even if she may have been on the verge of tears to come into possession of it just hours earlier. She falls out of love just as easily as she falls in it - and someday, that might come to hurt her quite a bit.
♥ The Forgetful[/b]
Earrings, rings, necklaces, bracelets - you name it, she's lost it. Aria's lost books and clothes to luggage and silverware. She's such a forgetful girl, she had to carry around a list of her items for a time when she was young.
Likes::
- Moonlight
- Dancing
- Beauty
- Sweets
- Life
Dislikes::
- Shadows
- The night
- Lies
- Her memories of heaven
- The cold
Strengths::
- Graceful
- Light on her feet
- Quick
- Detailed control over her abilities
Weaknesses::
- Hesitates easily
- Physically frail
- Gets frightened easily
- Easily discouraged
Hobbies:: - Dancing
Occupation:: Student
Notes of Interest:: - Fallen Angel ;; Demon - Aria has a free reign over the movement of the wind around her, allowing her to summon up currents for a myriad of purposes, such as lifting things up, etc.
Flight : By conjuring up wind, Aria has the ability of flight - however, this ability cannot extend to others.
Blades : By sharpening and solidifying small gusts of wind, Aria can create thin blades made of wind. [2 Per Post]
Whirlwind : By gathering a small amount of wind and making it so it spins rapidly in place, Aria can create a small, tornado-like vortex shape. [It can have the power of a small tornado (enough to break through a wall), if used once every three posts. Otherwise, has the power of a tiny car, once every 2 posts].
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History
Full History::
Aria was born amidst bountiful sun and endless stretches of clouds - in the holy paradise, heaven. As a softhearted angel that fit all the personality traits of the average messenger, she lived in idyllic luxury in the palace above the sky. She was a blessed angel, with powers unlike most - that she had the ability to reign over wind, the element of the divine, was a fact respected by many. Aria did her job and obeyed the rules, all smiles and laughter.
But the day she ventured down to the human land, she learned exactly the meaning of "curiosity killed the cat." She'd read often of humans, of their mortality and vitality. With a lifetime of days before her, Aria grew bored, and found herself sneaking down to simply...peek a look.
She hadn't had the easiest of landings, and had fallen on a human boy.
And then, Aria fell in love.
She found herself visiting Earthland each and every day, even if only for a few moments - to gaze upon the pretty blue-eyed human, with the kindest heart she'd ever laid eyes upon. She knew it was against the rule - this infatuation with a human, of all things, but she couldn't help her own heart.
She was seventy years old when the boy turned twenty one, and realized that she simply wasn't aging. She was eighty when he realized that she wasn't human.
She was eighty one when she was exiled from heaven for endangering the secret of their existance, and turned mortal as a fallen angel.
Aria was born amidst bountiful sun and endless stretches of clouds - in the holy paradise, heaven. As a softhearted angel that fit all the personality traits of the average messenger, she lived in idyllic luxury in the palace above the sky. She was a blessed angel, with powers unlike most - that she had the ability to reign over wind, the element of the divine, was a fact respected by many. Aria did her job and obeyed the rules, all smiles and laughter.
But the day she ventured down to the human land, she learned exactly the meaning of "curiosity killed the cat." She'd read often of humans, of their mortality and vitality. With a lifetime of days before her, Aria grew bored, and found herself sneaking down to simply...peek a look.
She hadn't had the easiest of landings, and had fallen on a human boy.
And then, Aria fell in love.
She found herself visiting Earthland each and every day, even if only for a few moments - to gaze upon the pretty blue-eyed human, with the kindest heart she'd ever laid eyes upon. She knew it was against the rule - this infatuation with a human, of all things, but she couldn't help her own heart.
She was seventy years old when the boy turned twenty one, and realized that she simply wasn't aging. She was eighty when he realized that she wasn't human.
She was eighty one when she was exiled from heaven for endangering the secret of their existance, and turned mortal as a fallen angel.
OOC
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