This is my second character of the "Ty Force." Periodicly, you will see a """ replace those for quotation marks. I'll remove them if someone spots an error, or so; which will most likely happen because someone had spotted it for me already. The excuses to why I did not post the edited versions are for my ears only. Also, this was wierd for me to create a girl because I don't really know the way the female gender would act all the time, so excuse me if some of this seems wierd to you, too. Enjoy~
Name: Cynthia Naar Tyna. Perfers the name Cynthia, but her friends call her Tyna or Cyn.
Age: 17 Years
Race: Quarter Angel (Didn't have a fancy word)
Appearance: Any weak-minded male would find Cynthia attractive. You can bairly tell of an aura around her. This aura is a white color and symbolizes that she is the quarter daughter of an angle from her past and before. Cynthia has no wings. She wears a fancy tunic, as we would call it. In other words, it different from our hero that we know. Two straps on the front come down to knee hight, sepperated. The back side of this tunic just bairly looks the same while only going half the thigh. On a brown bealt around her waste, on her backside is a canister for holding such items, and on her sides are two small, leather packs for storage. Her pants are like karate pants, accept smaller and a more bright white. Her shoes resemble tap dance shoes without the metal plates. These shoes are black, and on the top is a picture of a red dragon, her family heriloom.
Height: Five feet, five inches.
Weight: 115 Lbs.
Eyes: Her eyes Change with her mood.
White - Her 'normal' eyes; when she has no perticular emotion. Black - The fear of other's (or her own) death arriving. Pink - The feeling of love; being in love. Blue - The feeling of sadness; being sad or troubled. Green - The feeling of being connected with mother nature. Red - The feeling of anger; adrennline is pumping and want's to put an end to trouble. Yellow - Curousity; Happiness.
Hair: Her hair is a dark brown at the top of her head, and light brown the farther it goes down. Her hair reaches her shoulders with certain points at each end. Usualy, she just wears a pony tail.
Armor: Under her tunic on her front of her thighs, are thin plates of very shiny steel. Also, the same material is under her tunic in distances from under her breasts about to her belly button. Besides this, that's all her armor.
Weapons: Her main weapon is her energy bow that is in her glove on her left hand. She has named this bow "The Messenger" because it delivers a message pretty quick, if you get my meaning. With this bow, she can determine if the forces of gravity effects her shot or not. The limit range to her energy arrow is about fifty meters. Since the bow itself is the glove, the energy part sizzles a bright blue that extends about two and a half feet in both directions. This golve, however, is basicly fused to her hand. The glove on her right hand forms the arrow. This bow can also gather solar energy from the sun to enhance attack power. Will work eitherway in the darkness, also.
Physcal Attacks: If she chooses so, she can bite, kick, punch, etc. Also, the glove on her right hand is responseable for a melee attack. She can extend a energy blade much similar to her arrows. If you have played StarCraft, this is much similar to the Protoss' Zealot. For a ranged attack, she can fire her energy arrow, embued or not.
Magical Attacks: Cynthia can combine her arrows with any element she chooses. The power added to the arrow depends on how use to the element. For example, here is alist of elements that shows to what digree she is good with. 100 being the best, 0 worst.
Besides this, she can use her own water that she purifies to heal herself and others.
Stregenths: One of her stregenths are her beauty. Most men fall for her as she usualy ignores such thing. Her will is also morally strong. She looks to the future, leaves the past behind, and she forgives mother nature. She always thinks positive about everything.As she actualy paid attention in school, she is smarter than the adverage high-schooler, since she never had time for any advanced learning. As she isn't the strongest, her speed makes up for such things. She sprints very fast, and as her moral expectations get higher, so do her speed. Also, she does not have very much pride.
Weaknesses: Her main weakness is that she will put herself on the line for others. This is meaning that if two people are indanger and she is included in it, she will help those people before she will help herself get out of such a mess. Also, she isn't the strongest physcal person in the face of the planet. She however, plans to get stronger in the future.
Personality: If you were thinking that Cynthia's personality is some type of girly-girl, your basicly wrong. She is quiet and minds her buisness, for the most part. Does not enjoy to fight. In fact, she rarely fights at all. She doesen't fight as a training tactic, but mearly trains. The only possible way she will fight is if she does so out of self defence, that is unless... this person is evil. As she does not have very much pride about fighting, she will not accept chalanges. She also does not approve about others fighting. As she cares for life and all other living creatures, she also doesen't get mad easily.
Biography: Cynthia once thought she had the best normal life ever. She had a good mom, and loyal dog that greeted her every time she came home from schooling, and even good, healthy minded friends. She had no siblings, and disliked those who brought pain to other beings. She had told herself at a maturing age that she would eventualy do something to stop evil, but she however did not know about her destiny to do so. She started off her life at a mountain called "Mt. Airanibrum" where she was raised by her mother during childhood. During her childhood, school was most important to her.
"Cynthia? It's time for school." her mother said while smiling. Cynthia returned her smile, got dressed, put on a jacket for the cold of the mountain trail down to the bottom to get to the school that was on the border of town. She began to walk down this trail that she has been the same through these years. She saw patches of snow, here and there, and where there was not snow, she saw a rocky kind of green grass that she has learned to admire. Pine trees were abundant throughout this trail. She saw pinecones, and these trees that were home of ice and snow. She had reached the school in about fifteen minutes time. She had set off her coat and pack at her post and returned to her seet for a day "full" of learning. As soon as she sat down, she notices the boy of her dreams. She had a crush on him for months now. The teacher had started performing her teachings, and Cynthia was still staring at this boy. As her eyes turn pink, her book falls on the floor because of her elbow too far onto her desk. This teacher turns around and asks: "Cynthia, is there a problem?"
She quickly covers her eyes and looks down. "No, m'am..."
"Why are you covering your face, Cynthia?" The teacher asks because she grew curious. Cynthia answered with growing silence. "Cynthia, look at me." She removed her hand from her face and began too look up slowly. "Cynthia...? Your eyes..." Everyone turned around to look at her as she grew embarissed. The last thing she would expect happened. She noticed her crush looked back at her. They locked eyes, but just for a moment, when her white aura began to grow. Her aura wasn't there before, but it was such a new thing, she couldn't even belive it herself. She went home that day expecting the truth. "Mother... what am I...?"
Her mother broke silence for a moment, saying: "I was going to save this for you when you were older, but... but... what you don't know, is that you don't have a father... when I was in my growing 20's, an angel came up to me, and just like the birth of Jesus Christ, the angel, Tharsious, had given me the gift of life... You, Cynthia. I was born just like you. You see... your purpose has been handed down our family... our purpose is to be guardians of life. Protect, and charish such things. I'll contact our family guard. He'll train you about everything you need."
Cynthia had started crying about the truth, and had went to bed. The next day, the family guard, who has presented them her family heirloom, presented to her the insterment to which she would protect life, The Messenger.
[Draculla's Magic] Wake up, lose your hesitation. Wake up, it's time for us to realize. Wake up, show appreciation. Wake up, it's time for us to realize. [Avy by Azure Guardian. Sigs by various awesome people.]
she's such an amazing person,
rich in character.
I like it. ^_^
*puts a stamp of approval on corner of page*
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