Post by Era on Nov 13, 2008 16:14:42 GMT -7
:::Name:::
Sylvia (Sil-vee-uh)
:::Age:::
Expiration Date in 6 months
:::Type:::
Eraser
:::Physical Description:::
Like most Erasers, Sylvia has the deformed appearance of half man, - er, woman - half wolf. Except her looks have more of the grace than the others - particularly since she a female Eraser. In her pure black eyes (and they are completely black - no whites) you can see the hatred for all the other experiments who received more favor than her. Her cruel intelligence is sure to drive anyone crazy, as her witticisms and biting cruelty only stem from that wellspring of knowledge implanted in her brain. But most things come from that brain - like her grace, not usual in an Eraser - but her thin body is easily conformed to her environment, making her so. However, from the torso down she is covered in red wolf hairs, taking away from her femininity, something she hates. The curly auburn hair atop her head matches it, one of her endearing qualities. Yet her true beauty does not exist - because, as is obvious in her demeanor, (mentioned below) she is purely evil.
:::Characteristics:::
Malignancy could be her middle name. She is cold, biting, and mocking of those lesser than her - who she believes is everyone. Other than her creators, she is cowed by no one. This makes her a great leader - and a dangerous one at that. She has no feelings for anyone lower than her, although fear is what rules her and gives her those emotions - fear mainly for her expiration date, which draws nearer with every breath she takes. But that terror never shows - it is masked by her cruelty and anger towards anyone - especially the Flock, who she hunts day and night.
:::History:::
Once, Sylvia Jeanette Deiavou was a normal human being. She planned to become an actress and live in the lap of luxury forever. But all that changed as she was walking through New York - Itex scientists had seen her skill as playing a "dark" character onstage, and immediately knew she was exactly what they needed to hunt down the current Flock. So they changed her, and therefore changed her life forever. From then on, she was hated by all as being the most malicious in her team of Erasers. Yes, she was capable of feelings, but those who met her doubted it - and still do. Only once did she show those things...and it only made her more cruel than before.
:::Abilities:::
none - unless hate is an ability, that is.
:::Hobbies:::
Hunting the Flock
:::Sample Post:::
They waited silently in the bushes, watching, waiting...The ugly brutes around her were panting in their obvious excitment, and she wished they would shut up. She knew that the Flock could probably hear them already - who knew what new developments they had grown?
She ground her teeth. It wasn't fair how the flock had been endowed with so many abilities...even if they were mutations. She deserved something better. She was more cunning, more capable, more everything. And ast least SHE was loyal. At least she hadn't turned on her creators. Well....at first, she had, she thought with irritation, the tips of her slightly-pointed ears flickering backwards in annoyance. When they had shown her a picture of Andy, told her he was her first assignment....
Stop! she screamed to herself, focusing once more on the mission at hand. She couldn't get distracted. Not tonight.
No, tonight would be the night she would catch the Flock. Then her favor would be greater than theirs; she would be the highest in their ranks. Yes, she thought, licking her lips, victory would be sweet. Then she raised a howl of hunting, and the fight began as it began to rain.
And in her mind, it was raining blood.
:::Notes:::
Elednor's second character.
Sylvia (Sil-vee-uh)
:::Age:::
Expiration Date in 6 months
:::Type:::
Eraser
:::Physical Description:::
Like most Erasers, Sylvia has the deformed appearance of half man, - er, woman - half wolf. Except her looks have more of the grace than the others - particularly since she a female Eraser. In her pure black eyes (and they are completely black - no whites) you can see the hatred for all the other experiments who received more favor than her. Her cruel intelligence is sure to drive anyone crazy, as her witticisms and biting cruelty only stem from that wellspring of knowledge implanted in her brain. But most things come from that brain - like her grace, not usual in an Eraser - but her thin body is easily conformed to her environment, making her so. However, from the torso down she is covered in red wolf hairs, taking away from her femininity, something she hates. The curly auburn hair atop her head matches it, one of her endearing qualities. Yet her true beauty does not exist - because, as is obvious in her demeanor, (mentioned below) she is purely evil.
:::Characteristics:::
Malignancy could be her middle name. She is cold, biting, and mocking of those lesser than her - who she believes is everyone. Other than her creators, she is cowed by no one. This makes her a great leader - and a dangerous one at that. She has no feelings for anyone lower than her, although fear is what rules her and gives her those emotions - fear mainly for her expiration date, which draws nearer with every breath she takes. But that terror never shows - it is masked by her cruelty and anger towards anyone - especially the Flock, who she hunts day and night.
:::History:::
Once, Sylvia Jeanette Deiavou was a normal human being. She planned to become an actress and live in the lap of luxury forever. But all that changed as she was walking through New York - Itex scientists had seen her skill as playing a "dark" character onstage, and immediately knew she was exactly what they needed to hunt down the current Flock. So they changed her, and therefore changed her life forever. From then on, she was hated by all as being the most malicious in her team of Erasers. Yes, she was capable of feelings, but those who met her doubted it - and still do. Only once did she show those things...and it only made her more cruel than before.
:::Abilities:::
none - unless hate is an ability, that is.
:::Hobbies:::
Hunting the Flock
:::Sample Post:::
They waited silently in the bushes, watching, waiting...The ugly brutes around her were panting in their obvious excitment, and she wished they would shut up. She knew that the Flock could probably hear them already - who knew what new developments they had grown?
She ground her teeth. It wasn't fair how the flock had been endowed with so many abilities...even if they were mutations. She deserved something better. She was more cunning, more capable, more everything. And ast least SHE was loyal. At least she hadn't turned on her creators. Well....at first, she had, she thought with irritation, the tips of her slightly-pointed ears flickering backwards in annoyance. When they had shown her a picture of Andy, told her he was her first assignment....
Stop! she screamed to herself, focusing once more on the mission at hand. She couldn't get distracted. Not tonight.
No, tonight would be the night she would catch the Flock. Then her favor would be greater than theirs; she would be the highest in their ranks. Yes, she thought, licking her lips, victory would be sweet. Then she raised a howl of hunting, and the fight began as it began to rain.
And in her mind, it was raining blood.
:::Notes:::
Elednor's second character.
