Post by Damycha Valentine on Mar 26, 2013 20:26:59 GMT -5
DAMYCHA VALENTINE
[/center]Words like violence, break the silence
Name: Damycha Shiloh Valentine
Nicknames: Damie
Age: twenty
Fandom: original character
Painful to me, pierce right through me[/size]
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 119 lbs
Hair color: blonde
Eye color: hazel/brown
General Appearance:
Damycha, though young, has a strong face. She has smooth, untarnished skin, despite her weapons training, and very long, smooth blonde hair that falls down her back when down, but is more often braided and out of her face. Her eyes look generally innocent, though they mask the sinister intent that sometimes lurks behind them. They flicker between dark brown and dark hazel, appearing lighter when there is something in Damycha's sight that she wishes to have or do. She has sweet lips, of the colour rose, and arched eyebrows that can cause any of her expressions to turn malicious. She is not overly tall, but her figure is good, and can be wanted by any man, though she will always turn any one of them down. Her hands, fingers, and arms are thin but agile, and Damycha is very quick of foot.
Vows are spoken, to be broken[/size]
Strengths: Reading people--men in particular; quick with a weapon; independent and strong
Weaknesses: Can be naïve; still regarded as weak by men; very guarded from others.
Fears: To be raped; that Jamie will look for her; to find someone that might actually understand her.
General Personality:
Damycha had been a sweet, innocent girl until she was raped and scarred for good. She had been caring, loving, and overly generous to all that were around her, and especially to her twin, Jamie. He had been her stay. But when that innocence had been so brutally wounded and taken from her, Damycha hardened. Her immediate reaction had been just pain and sadness, but when it was all said and done she made up her mind to let her family think her dead and run away. Thus, she hardened and became a very cold, distrusting creature who relied solely on herself for all of her sustenance. The longer she's been alone, the more Damycha has become a cruel, heartless thief. The younger child might be somewhere beneath that, but she would sure be hard to find--unless you have the right words and the gentle strength to defy her.
Pleasure remains, so does the pain[/size]
Family:
~Brynne Rhea Shiloh, mother.
~Arlenn Jonston Valentine, father.
~Stirling Jamisary Valentine, twin brother.
History:
Damycha (pronounced Dah-mih-kuh and called Damie) Valentine and her twin brother, Stirling (called Jamie) were born eighteen years ago in a village on the outskirts of a kingdom. She was raised with her brother, never separated, and joined him often in competitions of archery and swordfighting. While it was extremely uncommon for a girl to be raised with a boy, Damie and Jamie were inseparable, and their parents decided that it would not hurt her too much to be his constant companion and training partner. As twins, they shared a special bond and it was because of that the two would never dare hurt each other. And so they were raised to be knights, side by side, though Damie knew she'd never be one. She would one day be damned by her womanhood, it was imminent.
She lived this nice life for many years, until it came to her fifteenth year. There was one day that she decided to go for a run with her mare in the forest, with no escort. Jamie had been feeling under the weather and she wanted so much to go. But she got lost, and when nightfall came, found herself scared and alone in a dark wood too far from home to scream for someone to find her.
It happened then. A man came along the way and took advantage of her as much as he could. He stole her purity and her jewels; he stole anything he could from her and when she woke up shivering in the morning, Damycha had been left with nothing but a thin layer of a dress that was ripped all over, bleeding wounds all about her body from his blade, and bruises, mental and physical, that would never leave her thoughts. She cried for a day or two, with no idea where she was or how to get home.
But she hardened. She realized that she could never go home and disgrace her family like this, and so she chose the path that would lead to her downfall anyhow. Certainly, since she was already ruined, it would not hurt her family to think her dead. So she let them. Over the course of the next five years, she acquired a hard heart, a ruthless spirit, and a keen sense of self. She became one who lived savagely, only for herself, and to get back at all the men who had ever done her wrong, she began to seduce them all--and kill them. She became a highwayman herself, stealing and living on her own, always denying herself the life she could have had with her family and more importantly her twin.
She misses Jamie, but Damycha has lived as a thief for too long to go back. She was wanted back in her old kingdom--and when she found herself here, she began to wonder if maybe she was supposed to change. She was not weak anymore. She was strong.
Words are meaningless, and forgetable[/size]
Your name: Dorian
Other Characters: Dorian, Frodo, Flanna, Thorin, Sherlock
Passphrase: -admin edit
song chosen for application and artist: Enjoy the Silence -- Keane
Roleplay Sample:
see Sherlock's app.
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