Post by Chaos on Mar 15, 2008 9:50:19 GMT -4
Name: Harmony(chaos) Eris Nyx
Age: 17
Birthday: 1/16/91
Their Celebrity: Audrey Kitching.
Are they based on a Mythological being, if so which one?: Eris;
The personification of of discord or strife.
Sexual Orientation:Bi-Curious.
Clique: Scene.
Appearance:
Damaged hair and a malicious glint in her empty eyes covered in 8 tons of makeup. She's drop dead gorgeous, and she knows it. Her hair changes faster than the month.
A new style, fad whatever? She's already on it, coined it and moved on. Her clothes leave little to the imagination and a lot on the table.
But her mysterious, deep eyes keep them coming back for more.
Personality: While some girls strive to be pure, immaculate. Harmony, better known as Chaos, tends to be the direct opposite. Her virtue, her soul are the last things to cross this young girls mind.
She's caught up in that I'm young and alive nothing could go wrong. The only thing is, it never goes wrong for her. Just those around her. Harmony would rather be outside in 30 degree weather with nothing more than a leopard print mini and bikini top, then ever be over looked.
She hates being over looked, and the second she is though her ditzy exterior crumbles.
You will quickly learn the true nature of her nickname, Chaos, She will ruin your life. Bit by bit. She will enjoy every moment as your life comes to pieces at her feet. She's smarter than she lets on. Theres no way to pit your demise on her. She plays innocent. Far too innocent.
You will hate her, but oddly attracted to her.
Harmony is stubborn. When she wants something she will get it. It doesn't matter if it's your boyfriend. Your life. It will be hers in a matter of time.
chaos on the other hand doesn't wait to take. She holds grudges. If you even remind her of something that upset her, well you might want to run.
Narcissism is her favorite adjective.
It describes her to the tee.
Vanity was never so desired.
Family Members?:
Leila Nyx. -Mother.
Marcus Nyx- Brother
Likes:
* Boys.
* Clothes.
* Makeup.
* Sidekick.
* Mirrors.
* Discord.
* Drama.
* Golden apples.
Dislikes:
# People prettier than her.
# Anyone better than her.
# Books.
# School.
# Age limits.
A Short Role play Sample:
"The apple is mine!" The majestic women yelled, the other two shot daggers with their perfect eyes.
The one with a silky voice and the crown chuckled maliciously "Aw my dear Aphrodite the apple most obviously belongs to me. It says to the fairest i am the queen, I am the fairest." The women with the shorter hair and dull gray eyes pounced. "The apple is most obviously MINE!" The women who had been addressed as Aphrodite snorted. "I am the fairest, I am the goddess of love, and beauty."
The women with the long blonde hair and the snide smirk on her face, the one who had thrown the apple stalked away giggling in her viscous manner. " This will teach you for not inviting me." Her eyes were dark and her face was slim there was something familiar about her...
Harmony jerked open her dark eyes wide. "I threw the apple?" She shook her head. That didn't make any sense. She thought apples tasted bad. So why would she ever throw a golden one? What was all that about? Who was Aphrodite? And the others? Were they really goddesses? Better question, what gave them the right to think they were the fairest?
Harmony shook her head as she looked out the wide of the plane. They'd landed. Her cat nap was over. She stood up in a manner that was almost floating and straighted her damaged blonde hair. Grinning she flicked the obscenely long length over her thin shoulder and gave an amused laugh.
"Let the fun begin. Ryo, you have no idea what you're in for."
Forgetting the odd dream she grabbed her overly large bag, threw on her sunglasses and began to strut off the plane catching a few glares and leers as her short skirt rode up her hips.
Oh the fun she'd have here.
Code word?: No cheating. =O
Anything else?:Not at the moment.
Age: 17
Birthday: 1/16/91
Their Celebrity: Audrey Kitching.
Are they based on a Mythological being, if so which one?: Eris;
The personification of of discord or strife.
Sexual Orientation:Bi-Curious.
Clique: Scene.
Appearance:
Damaged hair and a malicious glint in her empty eyes covered in 8 tons of makeup. She's drop dead gorgeous, and she knows it. Her hair changes faster than the month.
A new style, fad whatever? She's already on it, coined it and moved on. Her clothes leave little to the imagination and a lot on the table.
But her mysterious, deep eyes keep them coming back for more.
Personality: While some girls strive to be pure, immaculate. Harmony, better known as Chaos, tends to be the direct opposite. Her virtue, her soul are the last things to cross this young girls mind.
She's caught up in that I'm young and alive nothing could go wrong. The only thing is, it never goes wrong for her. Just those around her. Harmony would rather be outside in 30 degree weather with nothing more than a leopard print mini and bikini top, then ever be over looked.
She hates being over looked, and the second she is though her ditzy exterior crumbles.
You will quickly learn the true nature of her nickname, Chaos, She will ruin your life. Bit by bit. She will enjoy every moment as your life comes to pieces at her feet. She's smarter than she lets on. Theres no way to pit your demise on her. She plays innocent. Far too innocent.
You will hate her, but oddly attracted to her.
Harmony is stubborn. When she wants something she will get it. It doesn't matter if it's your boyfriend. Your life. It will be hers in a matter of time.
chaos on the other hand doesn't wait to take. She holds grudges. If you even remind her of something that upset her, well you might want to run.
Narcissism is her favorite adjective.
It describes her to the tee.
Vanity was never so desired.
Family Members?:
Leila Nyx. -Mother.
Marcus Nyx- Brother
Likes:
* Boys.
* Clothes.
* Makeup.
* Sidekick.
* Mirrors.
* Discord.
* Drama.
* Golden apples.
Dislikes:
# People prettier than her.
# Anyone better than her.
# Books.
# School.
# Age limits.
A Short Role play Sample:
"The apple is mine!" The majestic women yelled, the other two shot daggers with their perfect eyes.
The one with a silky voice and the crown chuckled maliciously "Aw my dear Aphrodite the apple most obviously belongs to me. It says to the fairest i am the queen, I am the fairest." The women with the shorter hair and dull gray eyes pounced. "The apple is most obviously MINE!" The women who had been addressed as Aphrodite snorted. "I am the fairest, I am the goddess of love, and beauty."
The women with the long blonde hair and the snide smirk on her face, the one who had thrown the apple stalked away giggling in her viscous manner. " This will teach you for not inviting me." Her eyes were dark and her face was slim there was something familiar about her...
Harmony jerked open her dark eyes wide. "I threw the apple?" She shook her head. That didn't make any sense. She thought apples tasted bad. So why would she ever throw a golden one? What was all that about? Who was Aphrodite? And the others? Were they really goddesses? Better question, what gave them the right to think they were the fairest?
Harmony shook her head as she looked out the wide of the plane. They'd landed. Her cat nap was over. She stood up in a manner that was almost floating and straighted her damaged blonde hair. Grinning she flicked the obscenely long length over her thin shoulder and gave an amused laugh.
"Let the fun begin. Ryo, you have no idea what you're in for."
Forgetting the odd dream she grabbed her overly large bag, threw on her sunglasses and began to strut off the plane catching a few glares and leers as her short skirt rode up her hips.
Oh the fun she'd have here.
Code word?: No cheating. =O
Anything else?: