Post by Justy on Nov 11, 2005 17:00:42 GMT -5
Meh, here for Calli and Elanorin.
Cythis
Born in shadow, and of shadows. This being now strives and walks the planes of the nexus. His mind a mix of things, yet somehow whole. He seems distant at first, like a familiar aura that one cannot quite place, a memory from child hood, though defiantly something about him tricks the senses and overwhelms the mind. His aura is strange, like two beings were merged into one body. A slight power comes forth from him, but nothing outrageous.
As he steps into the light, leaving behind the shadows that covet his form, the appearance of this ghostly figure is more then apparent. Strands of silver hair, so light it seems to be kissed by the light of the moon itself, seeming white save for the tint and shine too it. His form is obviously that of a man, even though his hair is long, falling down to his lower back. A few strands of the silken hair falls into his pale face, barely contrasting with the tone of his skin, so light, looking like the full moon on a clear night. Contrasting to his skin so light, peer out two dark gray eyes, too dark to be considered silver, but not too dark to still fall upon the same category of color, but the darkness adds contrast to his pale hair, pale skin, and pale lips, staring out at the world with a distance, yet at the same time an attachment. A contradiction to say the least is seen within this mans eyes.
As more of his form is taken in to those eyes that befall him, his appearance is what some would consider strange, undoubtedly that pale skin covers throughout his body, as his arms and chest are visibly the same color. White, but with a tint of silver. He is clothed in black leather, seemingly a type of low protecting armor. The chest plate is strange, as it is hugs tightly to his form, exposing the outlines of his chest muscles, even sections of his abs, however it leaves his toned arms completely exposed, as well as a small section of his chest and his sides, appearing like a muscle shirt, save for the raised collar that goes all the way to his neck, rather then being low cut, and it seems to hang lower then a normal piece of armor, mimicking that of an untucked baggy T-shirt as it slides over his pants line, over lapping the pair of leather jeans he wears, which also seem to offer a small degree of protection as leather is usually harder then cloth. An odd trait to the chest plate, is that there are four holes sliced into the back, two near his shoulder blades, and two near his lower back. The reason for this, is he has two sets of Onyx colored wings. Two large ones that come forth from his shoulders, glowing with the luster that is the color onyx, a sort of shiny black, giving them an either real, metallic or gem like appearance. Much like the two larger wings, two smaller one's come forth from the small of his back, the same onyx colored and light glow.
A second glance may take in a few more eccentric features of the man's attire, there are a few accessories upon the man's form to complete his look. A pair of black shoes, resembling something between a sneaker and a hiking boot, adorn his feet. The soles are worn thin, however, making less of a footprint and allowing more stealth in his movements. Upon his hands are a pair of unique gloves. Each glove, made from the same leather like material as his shirt, covers from his fingers to about mid-forearm, however, they seem cut, exposing his palms and nothing more.
He seems a creature of the night, though not vampiric in his aura. He is quite literally a mystery to the world of men, save for a few that know his story, how he was brought into being and why. Is he a friend? Probably not, rather an apathetic bystander in the strange world he has been awoken into. Do you dare approach him? Do you take the chance?
And here's Aun's picture, though I've lost his profile. Ah well.
Aunintra
Cythis
Born in shadow, and of shadows. This being now strives and walks the planes of the nexus. His mind a mix of things, yet somehow whole. He seems distant at first, like a familiar aura that one cannot quite place, a memory from child hood, though defiantly something about him tricks the senses and overwhelms the mind. His aura is strange, like two beings were merged into one body. A slight power comes forth from him, but nothing outrageous.
As he steps into the light, leaving behind the shadows that covet his form, the appearance of this ghostly figure is more then apparent. Strands of silver hair, so light it seems to be kissed by the light of the moon itself, seeming white save for the tint and shine too it. His form is obviously that of a man, even though his hair is long, falling down to his lower back. A few strands of the silken hair falls into his pale face, barely contrasting with the tone of his skin, so light, looking like the full moon on a clear night. Contrasting to his skin so light, peer out two dark gray eyes, too dark to be considered silver, but not too dark to still fall upon the same category of color, but the darkness adds contrast to his pale hair, pale skin, and pale lips, staring out at the world with a distance, yet at the same time an attachment. A contradiction to say the least is seen within this mans eyes.
As more of his form is taken in to those eyes that befall him, his appearance is what some would consider strange, undoubtedly that pale skin covers throughout his body, as his arms and chest are visibly the same color. White, but with a tint of silver. He is clothed in black leather, seemingly a type of low protecting armor. The chest plate is strange, as it is hugs tightly to his form, exposing the outlines of his chest muscles, even sections of his abs, however it leaves his toned arms completely exposed, as well as a small section of his chest and his sides, appearing like a muscle shirt, save for the raised collar that goes all the way to his neck, rather then being low cut, and it seems to hang lower then a normal piece of armor, mimicking that of an untucked baggy T-shirt as it slides over his pants line, over lapping the pair of leather jeans he wears, which also seem to offer a small degree of protection as leather is usually harder then cloth. An odd trait to the chest plate, is that there are four holes sliced into the back, two near his shoulder blades, and two near his lower back. The reason for this, is he has two sets of Onyx colored wings. Two large ones that come forth from his shoulders, glowing with the luster that is the color onyx, a sort of shiny black, giving them an either real, metallic or gem like appearance. Much like the two larger wings, two smaller one's come forth from the small of his back, the same onyx colored and light glow.
A second glance may take in a few more eccentric features of the man's attire, there are a few accessories upon the man's form to complete his look. A pair of black shoes, resembling something between a sneaker and a hiking boot, adorn his feet. The soles are worn thin, however, making less of a footprint and allowing more stealth in his movements. Upon his hands are a pair of unique gloves. Each glove, made from the same leather like material as his shirt, covers from his fingers to about mid-forearm, however, they seem cut, exposing his palms and nothing more.
He seems a creature of the night, though not vampiric in his aura. He is quite literally a mystery to the world of men, save for a few that know his story, how he was brought into being and why. Is he a friend? Probably not, rather an apathetic bystander in the strange world he has been awoken into. Do you dare approach him? Do you take the chance?
And here's Aun's picture, though I've lost his profile. Ah well.
Aunintra