Post by winged on Jun 22, 2010 19:39:40 GMT -8
Name: I'dou
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Rank: Junior Phoenix, Lieutenant of Eyrie Watch
Location: Eyrie, formerly of the lands surrounding Chydyn
Personality:
A lot of what lends to her masculine appearance is rooted in the way Ichidou carries herself. Conversations with the young woman are normally straightforward, bold affairs. Tact is never a strong point with her - more often than not she'd rather strong-arm through a conflict than take the time to appease all parties with a reasonable solution. There is typically one right, and one wrong and Ichidou will sink those teeth right into the heart of the matter until it's been wrestled into her notion of respectability. Her words are blunt, her personality often following in that vein with the stubbornness to withstand most coercion. When tasked with responsibility, however, she'll fall to whatever chore is handed with determination, eager to prove herself.
Ichidou is an emotional animal – she reacts, and oftentimes it’s a response bred of very little thought. She'll rarely be a conversation starter, unless it's to butt heads with someone whose opinions conflict with hers and have the potential to change things in her personal life that she'd rather have remain static. Something of a loner, she is somewhat skittish and uncomfortable around others until her first suspicions are settled. A troubled relationship with an ornery mother makes it difficult for her to make lasting connections, but once it's struck she'll guard that relationship zealously, jealousy and all.
Without understanding the reasons behind her aggressiveness, Ichidou is easily labeled a misguided fool and left to her supposedly ignorant ways. And in some instances such a judgment on her character would be correct. More than that, however, she's an individual who's uncertain of what her role actually is - caught between the responsibility of the head of her household and any preconceived notions of what an inexperienced rookie in the Eyrie ought to be. Transition is a difficult thing, especially when you have no support, and no willingness to search for it. She'll toil on in lonely silence rather than risk exposing weaknesses.
Appearance:
Ichidou is masculine by nature, so it only makes sense that her physical appearance lends itself to just such a role. Not particularly tall, Ichidou stands at roughly 5'5" which equates to 'middling,' by most standards. Most of that height is in her legs, however, which often conjures the illusion that she's taller than she actually is. At the same time, however, her long legs give a sense of undue clumsiness and overall lankiness. In comparison, she's actually fairly assertive with her physical presence--which can sometimes be beneficial, with people often underestimating her capabilities. Lacking are her hips, as well as any noticeable traces of her bust. Ichidou is disappointingly streamlined throughout, and it's typically her facial structure that gives her gender away.
The bone structure of said face is surprisingly delicate, for a body so otherwise fixated on simplicity of design. There are specific features that stand out, however. Her eyes especially bold, fluctuating between steel gray and dark blue, and all the color combinations to be had between the two. Typically, they start out blue and shift to gray when she's in a particularly disagreeable mood. To offset the sternness of those eyes, Ichidou has very full, often enviable eyelashes. Of course, she greatly dislikes the volume and the way it softens her look.
Ichidou's skin is the stereotypical 'tan,' of the Terran asiatic races, although it has darkened to a much richer shade, thanks to ample exposure to sunlight. Also following that scheme, her choppy head of short hair is unequivocally black. And not particularly stylish, since she tends to trim it herself. Her voice is reasonably pitched, although a tad low on the scales for her gender. When enraged or embarrassed, however, it skyrockets up to a squawk. Her usual method of communication is through shouting, seeing as how she so easily loses her temper, and unconsciously raises the volume of her voice to drown out the opposition.
Family:
Ichiro - Father (Deceased)
Doma - Mother
History:
Ichidou was born late in her parents' lives, a complete shock to the elated Ichiro and a miserable Doma. The couple had been married for years and, through no lack of trying, had remained childless. Now, well into their forties, Doma had settled into a comfortable niche - her aging husband made a meager earning off their tiny plot of land, and she ruled their tiny household with an iron fist. Now, bloated and ill from a physically taxing pregnancy, Doma began forming a grudge against the unborn child - not having a motherly bone in her body; this grudge would prove to endure a lifetime.
The birth itself was a difficult affair, leaving the bitter woman bedridden and slow to recover. It hadn't even been a helpful boy - an heir to their tiny estate. To Ichiro it didn't matter, the man was absolutely smitten with his daughter and made it no secret to his displeased spouse. Even as Doma grew stronger, she left most of Ichidou's upbringing to Ichiro, meddling only when her sphere of influence was challenged by the quickly growing child.
It was no small secret that Ichidou much preferred her father's ambitious manner to her mother's dour company. Out of filial obligation and dedication, Ichidou spent most of her time and energy assisting her father with menial chores and repairs to the degrading infrastructure. The family dwelt in such a fashion for the years stretching until Ichidou turned seventeen - at which point Ichiro fell to a particularly virile strand of the home brewed flu, his aging body unable to fend off liquid that filled his lungs and suffocated him at the last. The event took a devastating toll on Ichidou's self-security; left to fend for herself with a mother who turned only cold, seething glares on her, the world was suddenly a dark, hopeless thing.
Fortunately, before that wire-thin line of civility was crossed a Search Rider appeared with tidings and a surprising invitation. Ichidou was only too happy to pack her things and see herself distanced quickly from the unhappy memories that lingered. Still, the transition of roles has proven difficult.
Simourv Name: Laraph
Simourv Color: 8C92AC - Gray
Simourv Age: Hatchling
Personality:
peaceful, gullible, naive, views world as dreamer
[description coming]
Appearance:
[description coming]
Parentage:
Gray Eceph x Black Alianph
History:
[coming once she has some history to write about]
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Rank: Junior Phoenix, Lieutenant of Eyrie Watch
Location: Eyrie, formerly of the lands surrounding Chydyn
Personality:
A lot of what lends to her masculine appearance is rooted in the way Ichidou carries herself. Conversations with the young woman are normally straightforward, bold affairs. Tact is never a strong point with her - more often than not she'd rather strong-arm through a conflict than take the time to appease all parties with a reasonable solution. There is typically one right, and one wrong and Ichidou will sink those teeth right into the heart of the matter until it's been wrestled into her notion of respectability. Her words are blunt, her personality often following in that vein with the stubbornness to withstand most coercion. When tasked with responsibility, however, she'll fall to whatever chore is handed with determination, eager to prove herself.
Ichidou is an emotional animal – she reacts, and oftentimes it’s a response bred of very little thought. She'll rarely be a conversation starter, unless it's to butt heads with someone whose opinions conflict with hers and have the potential to change things in her personal life that she'd rather have remain static. Something of a loner, she is somewhat skittish and uncomfortable around others until her first suspicions are settled. A troubled relationship with an ornery mother makes it difficult for her to make lasting connections, but once it's struck she'll guard that relationship zealously, jealousy and all.
Without understanding the reasons behind her aggressiveness, Ichidou is easily labeled a misguided fool and left to her supposedly ignorant ways. And in some instances such a judgment on her character would be correct. More than that, however, she's an individual who's uncertain of what her role actually is - caught between the responsibility of the head of her household and any preconceived notions of what an inexperienced rookie in the Eyrie ought to be. Transition is a difficult thing, especially when you have no support, and no willingness to search for it. She'll toil on in lonely silence rather than risk exposing weaknesses.
Appearance:
Ichidou is masculine by nature, so it only makes sense that her physical appearance lends itself to just such a role. Not particularly tall, Ichidou stands at roughly 5'5" which equates to 'middling,' by most standards. Most of that height is in her legs, however, which often conjures the illusion that she's taller than she actually is. At the same time, however, her long legs give a sense of undue clumsiness and overall lankiness. In comparison, she's actually fairly assertive with her physical presence--which can sometimes be beneficial, with people often underestimating her capabilities. Lacking are her hips, as well as any noticeable traces of her bust. Ichidou is disappointingly streamlined throughout, and it's typically her facial structure that gives her gender away.
The bone structure of said face is surprisingly delicate, for a body so otherwise fixated on simplicity of design. There are specific features that stand out, however. Her eyes especially bold, fluctuating between steel gray and dark blue, and all the color combinations to be had between the two. Typically, they start out blue and shift to gray when she's in a particularly disagreeable mood. To offset the sternness of those eyes, Ichidou has very full, often enviable eyelashes. Of course, she greatly dislikes the volume and the way it softens her look.
Ichidou's skin is the stereotypical 'tan,' of the Terran asiatic races, although it has darkened to a much richer shade, thanks to ample exposure to sunlight. Also following that scheme, her choppy head of short hair is unequivocally black. And not particularly stylish, since she tends to trim it herself. Her voice is reasonably pitched, although a tad low on the scales for her gender. When enraged or embarrassed, however, it skyrockets up to a squawk. Her usual method of communication is through shouting, seeing as how she so easily loses her temper, and unconsciously raises the volume of her voice to drown out the opposition.
Family:
Ichiro - Father (Deceased)
Doma - Mother
History:
Ichidou was born late in her parents' lives, a complete shock to the elated Ichiro and a miserable Doma. The couple had been married for years and, through no lack of trying, had remained childless. Now, well into their forties, Doma had settled into a comfortable niche - her aging husband made a meager earning off their tiny plot of land, and she ruled their tiny household with an iron fist. Now, bloated and ill from a physically taxing pregnancy, Doma began forming a grudge against the unborn child - not having a motherly bone in her body; this grudge would prove to endure a lifetime.
The birth itself was a difficult affair, leaving the bitter woman bedridden and slow to recover. It hadn't even been a helpful boy - an heir to their tiny estate. To Ichiro it didn't matter, the man was absolutely smitten with his daughter and made it no secret to his displeased spouse. Even as Doma grew stronger, she left most of Ichidou's upbringing to Ichiro, meddling only when her sphere of influence was challenged by the quickly growing child.
It was no small secret that Ichidou much preferred her father's ambitious manner to her mother's dour company. Out of filial obligation and dedication, Ichidou spent most of her time and energy assisting her father with menial chores and repairs to the degrading infrastructure. The family dwelt in such a fashion for the years stretching until Ichidou turned seventeen - at which point Ichiro fell to a particularly virile strand of the home brewed flu, his aging body unable to fend off liquid that filled his lungs and suffocated him at the last. The event took a devastating toll on Ichidou's self-security; left to fend for herself with a mother who turned only cold, seething glares on her, the world was suddenly a dark, hopeless thing.
Fortunately, before that wire-thin line of civility was crossed a Search Rider appeared with tidings and a surprising invitation. Ichidou was only too happy to pack her things and see herself distanced quickly from the unhappy memories that lingered. Still, the transition of roles has proven difficult.
Simourv Name: Laraph
Simourv Color: 8C92AC - Gray
Simourv Age: Hatchling
Personality:
peaceful, gullible, naive, views world as dreamer
[description coming]
Appearance:
[description coming]
Parentage:
Gray Eceph x Black Alianph
History:
[coming once she has some history to write about]
