LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE Full Name: Marcus Antoni Wilhemovich Rurik Nickname: Marcus, Saint, Marky Mark (reserved por Cal only) Reason or meaning of name: named after Marcus Antonius, the Roman politician and general under Cesar who played a critical role in the transformation of the Roman Republic into the autocratic Roman Empire; Saint because of his allegiance to the Knights Templar Eye Color: cobalt Hair Style/Color: almost black, curly Height: 6' 0" Clothing Style: always in style, on the expensive side Best Physical Feature: them cheekbones could cut someone
Following Mafia's example and creating a mais YJ oriented OC~
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE Name: Fey Meaning of name: fairy Hero Name: Valkyrie Eye Color: soft brown Hair Style/Color: dirty blonde, curly Age: 19 Special features: white wings that fold neatly under her clothes when in civvies Abilities: flight (wings), fast healing, super strength and speed Species: Amazonian Birth place: Themyscira
Civvies: comfortable black leggings, grey converse, white socks, dark blue Gotham universidade sweatshirt, golden bracelet with green gems and matching earrings Hero suit: see pic at right
(So I haven't been on in quite awhile, I'm going to change that, I need an escape from Uni... Expect stories, Rps and general mischief! I thought the best comeback would be to re-introduce my little bastards, everyone seems to be trying this format so.... Enjoy!)
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE Name: Knight, Alex Knight. Reason or meaning of name: Sweet, short, rolls of the tongue ladies amor it! (Oh boy, here we go.) Eye Colour: Blue, I think? I can't really look myself. (Use a mirror, don't go cross-eyed!) Hair Style/Colour: Blond and short but a tad messy, I call it styled. (Bedhead.) Height: 6.2" / 189cm...
“My lady, thou knowst what this will entail, yes?” The woman pulled up her long black hair as the women around her fixed her hair into braids upon her head, “I do. Now set everything as thou knowst before ‘tis too late, Henry!” “Right m’lady!” Henry said and ran off. The woman to her right, working on pinning a braid asked, “I must say Your Grace, do you think’t really work?” She smiled and looked at the young maid from the mirror, “Of course, the woman rarely left her chambers, let alone the castle. All those who knew her por face and not por word shall be paid off or removed...