Jennete
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I have been RPing in different places for about 7 years now. I always have this character Snow ready to go as my first character and in doing so she has developed a lot over the years. In most RPs you see her in she is sweet and innocent and naively trusting. But I decided to shake things up a bit and I feel like she has finally reached a whole new level of character, a sweet and innocent girl who is forced to give up on trust. I would really like feedback on how to make this sheet better since I would like to use it as a base for my many more RP adventures to come! 
Any criticism is appreciated because it means you took the time to read what I wrote, and that is something I thank you for in advance.
Snow
Quote:
“You take my power till I have nothing. I still have my will to live... You cannot take that.”
[SIZE=18.666666666666664px]The Incarnation of[/SIZE] Bia[SIZE=18.666666666666664px] the greek goddess personification of power.[/SIZE]
Her blood can grant power-enhancing abilities to all who take it and share their own in return. The laws of her curse are what rules her power. Once you take her blood for your own, her blood will take your heart in its thrall.
A forced need to protect…
to possess.
Goddess Form:
Appears: 18
Actual: 18
Gender: Female
Goddess: Incarnation of Bia
Orientation: Straight
Pet Peeves: People pitying her. Liars.
Hobbies: Reading, walking, maps (she dreams of a life of adventure and travel)
Human Form:
Bio: (play theme song while reading if you want)
Born to the world was a babe with the palest skin and almost white blonde hair.
"As delicate as a flower," her father said who shook his shaggy brown hair. In the village the babe was born, dark hair was the most common.
"As unique as a snowflake." Her mother whispered with love in her eyes.
"We shall call her Snow. Our unique delicate Snowflake." To the parent's horror...the baby opened its eyes.
As a young girl Snow was marked as different from birth. Her eyes were the color of roses. They stared into your soul, into the darkest deepest depths you had never even visioned yourself. Her Mother and Father realized the goddess Bia resided in those eyes. They're precious baby girl with eyes of rose, would grow up to the personification of power itself. The village feared the child and in their fear, they isolated her. Even her own parents avoided touching her skin.
Word spread and the Lord of the land where the village lay, came to the house of Snow. He brought with him his priest to the gods in hopes of using this child for his own gains. The priest put a seal on her soul to lock away Bia's powerful nature. She could no longer use any of her power to defend herself or attack others, only grant it to those who took her essence as their own. The leader was thrilled! He had trapped the power of Bia in a human vessel. As he led her out of the house back to a life of slavery, the gods saw what had become of Bia's powers.
The sky broke open in thunder, crying from the heavens. The gods wept for their lost sister. Little did they know, Bia's powers was far from contained. She showed Snow the ways, letting her give her power alright, give them to the storms. The rain froze and a blizzard covered the air so thick that it seemed as if all were blind. In the storm, Snow escaped.
On the road, she met a Traveler who was not afraid of her eyes. The two grew together for years... and fell in love. They moved from place to place, following ancient maps while Snow began to regain what the village had taken from her. Trust in people. He was her hero.
The Traveler asked for her hand and the two wed at a small chapel in the hills... when they returned to the house he had built for her, they were ambushed. The stories of taking Bia's powers from Snow had not faded with time, no they had only grown stronger. The threat of a man having her as his mate for eternity spurred the bravest to act. Her husband was killed before they had ever made love. He had only ever kissed her twice. When he told her "I love you," and on their wedding day. Snow wept and ran as her husband was slaughtered.
She hides now from those that wish to trap her as a prized bird in a gilded cage. Her whole life is destined to make her a tool to be captured and used. Along her travels, some covens said they only wished to protect her from the world. That she needed to be protected. "How could you ever defend yourself? You need a savior. They will break your seal." How wrong the were. She had learned three things as she ran from her husband's house. Love was a weakness not to be trusted. Safety was a breath before capture. To rely on others... is to condemn them to death. She strives to never make those mistakes again. Her greatest wish is to be her own savior. No one would ever be allowed to be her hero again.
Even if it killed her.
Personality:
Empathetic, selfless, nervous, cautious, independent, easy crier, shy, embarrasses easily, guarded, anxious, anxiety attacks, fearful of blood, authority issues.
Powers:
Blood Share: If a creature drinks her blood and shares their own, their power is enhanced triple the original amount.
Blood Song: Once Blood Share is completed the creature will be compelled by strong needs to protect her. Ignoring them is painful. They will always be able to find her as her blood now sings like a siren's call to them.
Power granted: Simply touching another being gives them a small burst of pure power.She can also increase the power of natural forces such as winds, storms, and earthquakes.
Telepathy
Enhanced Smell: Can smell intentions
Advanced healing of herself and others
Immortality (In the way of she never ages past 20)
Skills:
Non-threatening
Extreme gymnastic ability and agility
Observant
Good listener
Theme Song:
Any criticism is appreciated because it means you took the time to read what I wrote, and that is something I thank you for in advance.Snow
Quote:
“You take my power till I have nothing. I still have my will to live... You cannot take that.”
[SIZE=18.666666666666664px]The Incarnation of[/SIZE] Bia[SIZE=18.666666666666664px] the greek goddess personification of power.[/SIZE]
Her blood can grant power-enhancing abilities to all who take it and share their own in return. The laws of her curse are what rules her power. Once you take her blood for your own, her blood will take your heart in its thrall.
A forced need to protect…
to possess.
Goddess Form:
Appears: 18
Actual: 18
Gender: Female
Goddess: Incarnation of Bia
Orientation: Straight
Pet Peeves: People pitying her. Liars.
Hobbies: Reading, walking, maps (she dreams of a life of adventure and travel)
Human Form:
Bio: (play theme song while reading if you want)
Born to the world was a babe with the palest skin and almost white blonde hair.
"As delicate as a flower," her father said who shook his shaggy brown hair. In the village the babe was born, dark hair was the most common.
"As unique as a snowflake." Her mother whispered with love in her eyes.
"We shall call her Snow. Our unique delicate Snowflake." To the parent's horror...the baby opened its eyes.
As a young girl Snow was marked as different from birth. Her eyes were the color of roses. They stared into your soul, into the darkest deepest depths you had never even visioned yourself. Her Mother and Father realized the goddess Bia resided in those eyes. They're precious baby girl with eyes of rose, would grow up to the personification of power itself. The village feared the child and in their fear, they isolated her. Even her own parents avoided touching her skin.
Word spread and the Lord of the land where the village lay, came to the house of Snow. He brought with him his priest to the gods in hopes of using this child for his own gains. The priest put a seal on her soul to lock away Bia's powerful nature. She could no longer use any of her power to defend herself or attack others, only grant it to those who took her essence as their own. The leader was thrilled! He had trapped the power of Bia in a human vessel. As he led her out of the house back to a life of slavery, the gods saw what had become of Bia's powers.
The sky broke open in thunder, crying from the heavens. The gods wept for their lost sister. Little did they know, Bia's powers was far from contained. She showed Snow the ways, letting her give her power alright, give them to the storms. The rain froze and a blizzard covered the air so thick that it seemed as if all were blind. In the storm, Snow escaped.
On the road, she met a Traveler who was not afraid of her eyes. The two grew together for years... and fell in love. They moved from place to place, following ancient maps while Snow began to regain what the village had taken from her. Trust in people. He was her hero.
The Traveler asked for her hand and the two wed at a small chapel in the hills... when they returned to the house he had built for her, they were ambushed. The stories of taking Bia's powers from Snow had not faded with time, no they had only grown stronger. The threat of a man having her as his mate for eternity spurred the bravest to act. Her husband was killed before they had ever made love. He had only ever kissed her twice. When he told her "I love you," and on their wedding day. Snow wept and ran as her husband was slaughtered.
She hides now from those that wish to trap her as a prized bird in a gilded cage. Her whole life is destined to make her a tool to be captured and used. Along her travels, some covens said they only wished to protect her from the world. That she needed to be protected. "How could you ever defend yourself? You need a savior. They will break your seal." How wrong the were. She had learned three things as she ran from her husband's house. Love was a weakness not to be trusted. Safety was a breath before capture. To rely on others... is to condemn them to death. She strives to never make those mistakes again. Her greatest wish is to be her own savior. No one would ever be allowed to be her hero again.
Even if it killed her.
Personality:
Empathetic, selfless, nervous, cautious, independent, easy crier, shy, embarrasses easily, guarded, anxious, anxiety attacks, fearful of blood, authority issues.
Powers:
Blood Share: If a creature drinks her blood and shares their own, their power is enhanced triple the original amount.
Blood Song: Once Blood Share is completed the creature will be compelled by strong needs to protect her. Ignoring them is painful. They will always be able to find her as her blood now sings like a siren's call to them.
Power granted: Simply touching another being gives them a small burst of pure power.She can also increase the power of natural forces such as winds, storms, and earthquakes.
Telepathy
Enhanced Smell: Can smell intentions
Advanced healing of herself and others
Immortality (In the way of she never ages past 20)
Skills:
Non-threatening
Extreme gymnastic ability and agility
Observant
Good listener
Theme Song:
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