Post by Amara D'Angelo on Jan 21, 2011 22:14:57 GMT -6
Name: Amara D’Angelo
Gender: female
Age: 17
Tribe: night
Element: shadows
Hair Color: blonde
Eye Color: black
Picture:
Personality: Amara loves to act. It’s her entire life style. She despises both the tribes, but she favors night over day. She acts sweet and nice, but it’s nothing more than that, an act. She doesn’t truly have any friends, she just tries to get to know everyone in both tribes. That way she knows their weaknesses. She bides her time in the tribes until she can get close enough to the leaders to take over, making everything run her way. That way she could use the elementals to take over the petty existences that called themselves humans.
Likes: Amara loves acting more than anything. She loves shadows and night, and she loves helping other demons out.
Dislikes: Amara hates light, of any kind. She despises the tribes, all people, and those goody two shoes spirits.
History: Amara was once a normal girl. She had friends, a life, parents, and annoying siblings. She loved to walk out in the woods, to get away from the havoc at home, but she wasn’t a reclusive girl. Far from it, she was extremely out going. She got to know everyone she met. She was her perfect choice.
The demon hat been watching Amara ever since she had first started going out in the woods. The demon could see that Amara had possession of the skill to manipulate shadows, even if she herself did not know. The demon saw great potential in Amara, and soon after she turned 13, started talking to her.
At first, the demon didn’t let Amara know what she was. She appeared to her as another girl, around the same age. She let it seem as if they were becoming friends. She let it go on that way for a while. Then the demon decided she had waited long enough.
The demon appeared to Amara in the woods once more, a little after her 15 birthday. It seemed as if it was a normal day, but there was one major difference. It was the demon, not Amara, that left the woods that day.
The demon took on Amara’s name, pretending she was the girl. She pretended nothing had changed, that she was still that frilly, annoying little girl. Soon, she tired of living with the humans and left. It was a dark night, and she cloaked herself with the shadows.
Now, the demon did not possess the power of a shadows elemental, but since she was in Amara’s body, all that was Amara’s, her memories, her strengths, her weaknesses, even her powers, became hers. She was almost unstoppable. This is what every demon tried for, complete control over an elemental’s body.
The demon, now called Amara, knew exactly where she was going. She went straight to the tribes and joined the Night Tribe. She would bide her time there until she was able to take over and rid this world of those filthy things that called themselves humans.
Gender: female
Age: 17
Tribe: night
Element: shadows
Hair Color: blonde
Eye Color: black
Picture:
Personality: Amara loves to act. It’s her entire life style. She despises both the tribes, but she favors night over day. She acts sweet and nice, but it’s nothing more than that, an act. She doesn’t truly have any friends, she just tries to get to know everyone in both tribes. That way she knows their weaknesses. She bides her time in the tribes until she can get close enough to the leaders to take over, making everything run her way. That way she could use the elementals to take over the petty existences that called themselves humans.
Likes: Amara loves acting more than anything. She loves shadows and night, and she loves helping other demons out.
Dislikes: Amara hates light, of any kind. She despises the tribes, all people, and those goody two shoes spirits.
History: Amara was once a normal girl. She had friends, a life, parents, and annoying siblings. She loved to walk out in the woods, to get away from the havoc at home, but she wasn’t a reclusive girl. Far from it, she was extremely out going. She got to know everyone she met. She was her perfect choice.
The demon hat been watching Amara ever since she had first started going out in the woods. The demon could see that Amara had possession of the skill to manipulate shadows, even if she herself did not know. The demon saw great potential in Amara, and soon after she turned 13, started talking to her.
At first, the demon didn’t let Amara know what she was. She appeared to her as another girl, around the same age. She let it seem as if they were becoming friends. She let it go on that way for a while. Then the demon decided she had waited long enough.
The demon appeared to Amara in the woods once more, a little after her 15 birthday. It seemed as if it was a normal day, but there was one major difference. It was the demon, not Amara, that left the woods that day.
The demon took on Amara’s name, pretending she was the girl. She pretended nothing had changed, that she was still that frilly, annoying little girl. Soon, she tired of living with the humans and left. It was a dark night, and she cloaked herself with the shadows.
Now, the demon did not possess the power of a shadows elemental, but since she was in Amara’s body, all that was Amara’s, her memories, her strengths, her weaknesses, even her powers, became hers. She was almost unstoppable. This is what every demon tried for, complete control over an elemental’s body.
The demon, now called Amara, knew exactly where she was going. She went straight to the tribes and joined the Night Tribe. She would bide her time there until she was able to take over and rid this world of those filthy things that called themselves humans.
