Post by Craveth on Oct 27, 2009 2:04:08 GMT -6
Full name: Hiedra Del Veneno. 'Poison Ivy.' Is my name.
Nickname: You can call me Ivy.
Gender: Femme Fatale.
Race: Wolf.
Sub-Race: Blood of the Danca Lua flows through my veins.
*All credits go to Relairah. <3*
Age: 121. Do I look that old? Never!
Blood type: Unknown.
Pack: Me? In a pack? Pffft. None could tame me!
Rank: None
Alignment: I can be whatever you want me to be.
Height: 4ft.
Weight: 142lbs.
Eye color: Emerald green.
Fur color: Deep set purple, with wild patterns of dark green and lime.
Body build: Thin bodice, with well worked muscle.
Markings/scars: Various green markings adorn her bodice.
Wings: Feathery wings, coated in purple, with green tips.
Appearance:
Ivy has an all over mysterious purple pelt, it being fine and longer than usual, giving her a fluffy appearance. It makes her muscles protrude in an awkward- un- ladylike fashion, however, she still moves like a true lady. Green markings cover her entire body in their own twisted style. Also, a tiny Moon Crescent sits on her right shoulder, allowing others of her species, or any other that knows her species, to know she is gifted with magic.
Personality:
Ivy is a mysterious being. Promiscuous and unpredictable, she likes to live life spontaneously- never in one place to long and hardly ever thinking about life's little consequences. She lives out on a limb- her mind as wild as her untamed heart. she cares not for the weak, nor for the dirty personalities that seek to bring her down. Life to her is a game, made purely for fun. She is rather vain, making sure she is presentable in any given case. Intelligent and cunning- Ivy knows a lot more than she may sometimes let on.
History:
Ivy has been on her own since a pup. Much is unknown about her past.
Magic:
Manipulación: Ivy can create/manipulate small plants such as vines. Growing them, and moving them in any way she wants. This ranges from forming flowers, to bushes, to tree's.
Escupida: Ivy can spit a dark blanket of poison, more aimed for the eye's of her given target. This will not destroy the eye beyond use however- it will burn harshly, making them unable to see whats going on around them for a while.
El Filtrar: A spell that enables Ivy to let her poisonous 'blood' to seep slowly through her body. Causing damage to any biting, or clawing attacks, as the poison may linger and irritate the target in a sharp, burning fashion.
Crecimiento Espiritual: This is the most powerful of Ivy's spells, allowing her to literally take in the soul of any plant/tree she wishes. This is only used in all out battles, where her life is more than threatened. It drains all her energy- leaving her totally vulnerable. More used with tree's, Ivy grows significantly bigger, with fauna growing about her bodice wildly. Bark, leaves and thorns may grow- along with long twisted vines=spikes and the odd rock. Her speed is limited, but her attacks grow fiercely in strength. This makes her look hideous- with the only resemblance of a living creature is her piercing green eyes staring coldly at her opponent.
Endurance: High
Intelligence: Very cunning
Speed: Agile
Friends: None as pretty as myself.
Enemies: None that I know of. -Snort-
Mate: Eugh. I don't need anyone telling ME what to do.
Offspring: Oh yuck, and ruin this figure? No thank-you.
Likes: All that is nature.
Dislikes: Spiteful/ dull beings.
[/size][/center]Nickname: You can call me Ivy.
Gender: Femme Fatale.
Race: Wolf.
Sub-Race: Blood of the Danca Lua flows through my veins.
*All credits go to Relairah. <3*
Age: 121. Do I look that old? Never!
Blood type: Unknown.
Pack: Me? In a pack? Pffft. None could tame me!
Rank: None
Alignment: I can be whatever you want me to be.
Height: 4ft.
Weight: 142lbs.
Eye color: Emerald green.
Fur color: Deep set purple, with wild patterns of dark green and lime.
Body build: Thin bodice, with well worked muscle.
Markings/scars: Various green markings adorn her bodice.
Wings: Feathery wings, coated in purple, with green tips.
Appearance:
Ivy has an all over mysterious purple pelt, it being fine and longer than usual, giving her a fluffy appearance. It makes her muscles protrude in an awkward- un- ladylike fashion, however, she still moves like a true lady. Green markings cover her entire body in their own twisted style. Also, a tiny Moon Crescent sits on her right shoulder, allowing others of her species, or any other that knows her species, to know she is gifted with magic.
Personality:
Ivy is a mysterious being. Promiscuous and unpredictable, she likes to live life spontaneously- never in one place to long and hardly ever thinking about life's little consequences. She lives out on a limb- her mind as wild as her untamed heart. she cares not for the weak, nor for the dirty personalities that seek to bring her down. Life to her is a game, made purely for fun. She is rather vain, making sure she is presentable in any given case. Intelligent and cunning- Ivy knows a lot more than she may sometimes let on.
History:
Ivy has been on her own since a pup. Much is unknown about her past.
Magic:
Manipulación: Ivy can create/manipulate small plants such as vines. Growing them, and moving them in any way she wants. This ranges from forming flowers, to bushes, to tree's.
Escupida: Ivy can spit a dark blanket of poison, more aimed for the eye's of her given target. This will not destroy the eye beyond use however- it will burn harshly, making them unable to see whats going on around them for a while.
El Filtrar: A spell that enables Ivy to let her poisonous 'blood' to seep slowly through her body. Causing damage to any biting, or clawing attacks, as the poison may linger and irritate the target in a sharp, burning fashion.
Crecimiento Espiritual: This is the most powerful of Ivy's spells, allowing her to literally take in the soul of any plant/tree she wishes. This is only used in all out battles, where her life is more than threatened. It drains all her energy- leaving her totally vulnerable. More used with tree's, Ivy grows significantly bigger, with fauna growing about her bodice wildly. Bark, leaves and thorns may grow- along with long twisted vines=spikes and the odd rock. Her speed is limited, but her attacks grow fiercely in strength. This makes her look hideous- with the only resemblance of a living creature is her piercing green eyes staring coldly at her opponent.
Endurance: High
Intelligence: Very cunning
Speed: Agile
Friends: None as pretty as myself.
Enemies: None that I know of. -Snort-
Mate: Eugh. I don't need anyone telling ME what to do.
Offspring: Oh yuck, and ruin this figure? No thank-you.
Likes: All that is nature.
Dislikes: Spiteful/ dull beings.
