Post by Iris on Aug 26, 2009 19:28:56 GMT -5
Tell us about yourself:
Name: Iris
Age: I have been in existance forever
Birthplace: The Heavens
Group species: Goddess
Gender: Female
Allignment: Neutral
Appearance:
Hair: golden blonde
Eyes: blue for the most part.
Unique/Exotic Features:
I am the all powerful, Buffy, LOLHow did you find us?: I made us
Name: Iris
Age: I have been in existance forever
Birthplace: The Heavens
Group species: Goddess
Gender: Female
Allignment: Neutral
Appearance:
Petiet and glowing, the natural beauty within shines out.Height/Weight: 5'00/110
Hair: golden blonde
Eyes: blue for the most part.
Unique/Exotic Features:
My eyes change with the colors of the sun.Image: Model:
Marilyn MonroePersonal belongings/weaponry:
I have nothing, except what is offered to me.Personality:
I am the Goddess of the Rainbow. The source of the waters from on high, the Mother of Love. I am the Bridge between Heaven and Earth. I am the Messenger of the gods. I Gathered the souls of brave women. Iris is my flower.Likes:
Beauty, love, bravery, the flower iris, the colors of the sun, moon and rainbows.Dislikes:
Deciet, cruelty, sin, cowardly women, and the color's of lackluster living.Strengths:
I have the power of the sea at my command. I am a merciful goddess, however my patience shall not be tested, for I am a just goddess.Weaknesses:
As the mother of love, my wrath is short lived and forgiveness is often my weakness.Special Abilities:
I have the ability to create rain, and anyother weather condition realted to the waters of the sea. I can infuse two souls together with love, I can carry your soul through the darkness and bring life back to your vesselHistory:
((OOC: we're not really doing a history per se. But a story as to how I come to be here, in Sunnydale))Sample RP:
The wind was cold on my flesh. My journey was long and tiresome. The women of Sunnydale, California were deserving of this... of me. Their bravery, their lost souls whispered to me as I carried them to the heavens. We fight to save those who cannot fight, we die to save those who are in need. Slayers, they were called. Chosen women to fight and die for all of mankind. Witches as well. They called on my name to comfort them, to guide their fallen sisters through the darkness. I was answering the call.
The demon men and women of Sunnydale were killing, mauling, and ripping these brave women from their world. I would stand by no longer. My decision was not short in thought. It had taken 100 mortal years for me to finally begin my journey. The elders had decided that it was time. That the need was becomming too great.
Iris
I could see the earthly moon. It was bright in the evening sky. My golden hair was in curls, wind swept back from my face. I was in human flesh. Reborn into the world I helped to create and maintain. It was the only way. My powers would follow me, thought they were weakened, and delayed, they would soon become strong and healthy. My mentality would not change. I was a Goddess. My naked flesh crept with goosebumps. I didn't know what this was, but I was uncomfortable and I didn't like it.
I noticed a man staring at me. "Bow, insolent fool." He did not bow. my blue eyes narrowed, turning into a deep pool of black. "I said Bow." The last word echoed off the buildings lining the streets. His fear gave way to my power. He ran. I collapsed to the slightly damp earth. No. Not earth. It was hard, and black and cold. What is this place? Where were the trees and the ground and the waters? I could feel my head turning quickly, as through I were going in circles. Darkness engulfed me completely. The use of power was too much for this human body.