Post by Garion on Sept 17, 2010 15:07:57 GMT -5
omg funny, had to bring this over for everyone who's ever RP'd on Pern.
Disclaimer: This is intended for fun. We're not trying to offend anyone, and any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental. If you are offended...blame the Aussie...its her fault!
PERSONA INFORMATION
Name: Kyliraenalia
Pronunciation: As exotically as possible, with many limp-wristed hand-twirlings
Nickname: Kyli/Lira/Raena/Lia
Honorific: N/A
Birthdate: Turn's End
Current Age: 15
Gender: Female
Rank: goldrider/junior weyrwoman
Birthplace: A tiny isolated cothold inhabited by cruel in-laws but one kind but unintelligent drudge/nurse etc
Current Location: Your Current Weyr
Mother: Raenlia, daughter of mean (insert Ruatha alternative here) Lord Holder, fled to the countryside to avoid him... sadly deceased after her only child was just old enough to remember her beautiful face... *gag*
Father: Kavek, older, cotholder, grumpy and cruel after his pretty high ranking wife's death... took another eviller wife who brought her whole ill-tempered family to taunt and harass poor little Kyliraenalia (Cinderella anyone?)
Siblings: Several half-siblings, all insanely jealous and possibly incestuous
Children: Not for this haughty, high-spirited chick...
Significant others: Alas, alack, she has yet to find True Love™
PERSONA DESCRIPTION
Roll out the Elle McPherson, every stunningly-beautiful supermodel, actress you can find on the net... but she gets a million times more radiant when her face is lit by a transfiguring smile.... *BEAM* as we all get blinded...
Height: Two options here, absurdly tiny (the Lessa model) or "legs for miles"...
Weight: LIGHT. Yet full-figured. Go figure.
Build: Slender, but well-endowed... wow, those Healers have discovered silicone!
Hair color/style: Honey gold and down to her arse... despite the practical hindrances.
Eye color/shape: Mysterious... black as coal, oddly compelling, deep, haunted, sad... pick a colour and make it as crayon-like as possible. Cerulean blue. Sea green. Coal black. Stormy grey. etc etc... (won't even go into the "sparkling" thing!) Why not go for something nuts and give her golden eyes? I'm sure Robert Jordan won't mind...all we have to do now is find her some wolves to talk to before she Impressed...
Complexion/Skin Color: Fair as a field of wheat but tanned lightly golden... *sneezes - Bollocks!*
Facial features: 2-inch eyelashes... finely sculpted nose, high cheekbones, finely swept eyebrows, full, delicate lips... not a blemish in sight of course.
Style of dress: Long and flowing... gauze and silk are floating about her in a constant cloud...all the fellas know she's in there some where but have yet to successfully navigate the hazards of her attire.
Habits: Has an endearing way of biting her lip, or some other thing that can't possibly be annoying
Hobbies: She sings, she plays pipes and guitar, has a voice of an angel of course and dozens of harmonizing flits... she draws and paints and can turn her hand to anything she likes cos she's wonder woman...
Pets: Hmm, let's see... if we count the clutch she found in the convenient desert behind her house, and the egg meant for her father she accidentally Impressed, and all the clutches a queen from the previous clutch had... well, that makes about 5 queens, 14 bronzes, and exponential numbers of everything else... plus a few sports thrown in for good measure. All are fiercely protective, and the greens are as smart as the queens...
Sexual Orientation: heterosexual, of course
Personality:
Okey dokey! She's smart. She knows everything yet somehow manages to be universally liked. Loved even. The hardest murderer will sincerely repent after she has an earnest heart-to-heart with him, or even at the sight of her gently reproving stare from across the room... She sees the good in everyone (whether they actually possess any or not), and upon revealing it for all to see, the other person is forever devoted to her... inspires absolute loyalty in everyone she looks at sideways, can of course influence others Lessa-style at every whim... but only uses her powers for good. Is sickeningly moral. But also has a wicked and incisive sense of humour. Natural leader... but is easily approachable and informal. Gets shirty if someone addresses her by rank. :-) Can probably fly unassisted. :-)
Background/history:
Oh, where to begin the tale of woe?! She never knew her mother's rank... mother died when she was a little girl, and all she remembers is the sweet face looking down on her... her father became surly and cruel, putting her to menial tasks and blaming her for his wife's death... enter the new stepmother and the nasty in-laws. Envious of whats-her-names' looks and intelligence and grace and flitters and all that stuff, they make her life a living hell... but she endures it all silently, helped by her growing flock of firelizard friends.
One day, a dragon appears in the sky, having sensed her astonishing potential from half the planet away, which is how isolated this place is. It's a bronze,of course(never mind that bronzes can't Search), because if even a bronze can sense her ability, well, that's something, all right, isn't it kids?
There's a big uproar of course, since the evil father & in-laws refuse to let her go to the Weyr... she runs off crying, whereupon the one kindly old nurse/whatever tells her of her mother's true heritage etc etc... she plucks up the courage (which was always lurking just under the surface) to defy her father etc and proudly marches away with the dragonrider, never to be seen in Mean-Bastard hold again... Oh, did I mention she's incredibly mature for her age? In every way? Youngest ever weyrwoman coming up...
Oh, did I also mention Hears All Dragons?? :-)
DRAGON INFORMATION
Name: Jeriluaneth (damn, forget to get a K in there, oh well, no one's perfect)
Color: The brightest most glorious shade of gold you can possibly imagine
Sire/Dam: Ramoth and Mnementh, of course.
Size/wingspan: Only a year or two old but HUGE already - 45 feet
Date/Location Impressed: call it two turns, a turn for weyrling training and one more for becoming incredibly popular with everyone on Pern. Evil other Weyr kidnapped her and the queen egg, but enterprising, brash, brave young bronzer (weyrmate to be?) rescued them and were flying back and the egg was about to Hatch so they had to stop at an idyllic Southern beach and of course the hatchling found her suitable (any hatchling with the brains of a tunnelsnake would have given anything to Impress her) and there you have it...
Wing: Queen's Wing
Description: Big, but graceful, beautifully proportioned, etc etc
Abilities: All the usual dragon tricks plus an uncanny time-sense, phenomenally powerful and long-reaching mindvoice... superlative powers of concentration and memory... *yawn*
Relationships: All the bronzes are dying for her to rise...
Personality: Loving and supportive and basically a clone of her rider...
Goldrider Satire
Disclaimer: This is intended for fun. We're not trying to offend anyone, and any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental. If you are offended...blame the Aussie...its her fault!
PERSONA INFORMATION
Name: Kyliraenalia
Pronunciation: As exotically as possible, with many limp-wristed hand-twirlings
Nickname: Kyli/Lira/Raena/Lia
Honorific: N/A
Birthdate: Turn's End
Current Age: 15
Gender: Female
Rank: goldrider/junior weyrwoman
Birthplace: A tiny isolated cothold inhabited by cruel in-laws but one kind but unintelligent drudge/nurse etc
Current Location: Your Current Weyr
Mother: Raenlia, daughter of mean (insert Ruatha alternative here) Lord Holder, fled to the countryside to avoid him... sadly deceased after her only child was just old enough to remember her beautiful face... *gag*
Father: Kavek, older, cotholder, grumpy and cruel after his pretty high ranking wife's death... took another eviller wife who brought her whole ill-tempered family to taunt and harass poor little Kyliraenalia (Cinderella anyone?)
Siblings: Several half-siblings, all insanely jealous and possibly incestuous
Children: Not for this haughty, high-spirited chick...
Significant others: Alas, alack, she has yet to find True Love™
PERSONA DESCRIPTION
Roll out the Elle McPherson, every stunningly-beautiful supermodel, actress you can find on the net... but she gets a million times more radiant when her face is lit by a transfiguring smile.... *BEAM* as we all get blinded...
Height: Two options here, absurdly tiny (the Lessa model) or "legs for miles"...
Weight: LIGHT. Yet full-figured. Go figure.
Build: Slender, but well-endowed... wow, those Healers have discovered silicone!
Hair color/style: Honey gold and down to her arse... despite the practical hindrances.
Eye color/shape: Mysterious... black as coal, oddly compelling, deep, haunted, sad... pick a colour and make it as crayon-like as possible. Cerulean blue. Sea green. Coal black. Stormy grey. etc etc... (won't even go into the "sparkling" thing!) Why not go for something nuts and give her golden eyes? I'm sure Robert Jordan won't mind...all we have to do now is find her some wolves to talk to before she Impressed...
Complexion/Skin Color: Fair as a field of wheat but tanned lightly golden... *sneezes - Bollocks!*
Facial features: 2-inch eyelashes... finely sculpted nose, high cheekbones, finely swept eyebrows, full, delicate lips... not a blemish in sight of course.
Style of dress: Long and flowing... gauze and silk are floating about her in a constant cloud...all the fellas know she's in there some where but have yet to successfully navigate the hazards of her attire.
Habits: Has an endearing way of biting her lip, or some other thing that can't possibly be annoying
Hobbies: She sings, she plays pipes and guitar, has a voice of an angel of course and dozens of harmonizing flits... she draws and paints and can turn her hand to anything she likes cos she's wonder woman...
Pets: Hmm, let's see... if we count the clutch she found in the convenient desert behind her house, and the egg meant for her father she accidentally Impressed, and all the clutches a queen from the previous clutch had... well, that makes about 5 queens, 14 bronzes, and exponential numbers of everything else... plus a few sports thrown in for good measure. All are fiercely protective, and the greens are as smart as the queens...
Sexual Orientation: heterosexual, of course
Personality:
Okey dokey! She's smart. She knows everything yet somehow manages to be universally liked. Loved even. The hardest murderer will sincerely repent after she has an earnest heart-to-heart with him, or even at the sight of her gently reproving stare from across the room... She sees the good in everyone (whether they actually possess any or not), and upon revealing it for all to see, the other person is forever devoted to her... inspires absolute loyalty in everyone she looks at sideways, can of course influence others Lessa-style at every whim... but only uses her powers for good. Is sickeningly moral. But also has a wicked and incisive sense of humour. Natural leader... but is easily approachable and informal. Gets shirty if someone addresses her by rank. :-) Can probably fly unassisted. :-)
Background/history:
Oh, where to begin the tale of woe?! She never knew her mother's rank... mother died when she was a little girl, and all she remembers is the sweet face looking down on her... her father became surly and cruel, putting her to menial tasks and blaming her for his wife's death... enter the new stepmother and the nasty in-laws. Envious of whats-her-names' looks and intelligence and grace and flitters and all that stuff, they make her life a living hell... but she endures it all silently, helped by her growing flock of firelizard friends.
One day, a dragon appears in the sky, having sensed her astonishing potential from half the planet away, which is how isolated this place is. It's a bronze,of course(never mind that bronzes can't Search), because if even a bronze can sense her ability, well, that's something, all right, isn't it kids?
There's a big uproar of course, since the evil father & in-laws refuse to let her go to the Weyr... she runs off crying, whereupon the one kindly old nurse/whatever tells her of her mother's true heritage etc etc... she plucks up the courage (which was always lurking just under the surface) to defy her father etc and proudly marches away with the dragonrider, never to be seen in Mean-Bastard hold again... Oh, did I mention she's incredibly mature for her age? In every way? Youngest ever weyrwoman coming up...
Oh, did I also mention Hears All Dragons?? :-)
DRAGON INFORMATION
Name: Jeriluaneth (damn, forget to get a K in there, oh well, no one's perfect)
Color: The brightest most glorious shade of gold you can possibly imagine
Sire/Dam: Ramoth and Mnementh, of course.
Size/wingspan: Only a year or two old but HUGE already - 45 feet
Date/Location Impressed: call it two turns, a turn for weyrling training and one more for becoming incredibly popular with everyone on Pern. Evil other Weyr kidnapped her and the queen egg, but enterprising, brash, brave young bronzer (weyrmate to be?) rescued them and were flying back and the egg was about to Hatch so they had to stop at an idyllic Southern beach and of course the hatchling found her suitable (any hatchling with the brains of a tunnelsnake would have given anything to Impress her) and there you have it...
Wing: Queen's Wing
Description: Big, but graceful, beautifully proportioned, etc etc
Abilities: All the usual dragon tricks plus an uncanny time-sense, phenomenally powerful and long-reaching mindvoice... superlative powers of concentration and memory... *yawn*
Relationships: All the bronzes are dying for her to rise...
Personality: Loving and supportive and basically a clone of her rider...
