Post by BeeJai Melania Ricarda on Nov 16, 2011 19:00:22 GMT -5
Full Name: Bethany Jane Nightfall; prefers the alias BeeJai Melania Ricarda
Age: 433
Gender: Female
Group: Prisoner
--Sub-Group: Mythenos
Played-By or anime img:
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: 152
Special Characteristics: From her shoulders sprouts a pair of black feathered wings. The wingspan totals to ten feet in width from tip to tip. She also has a tattoo that surrounds and is curved around her face. The designs of which are vines with roses on said vines, some have blossomed but others have not yet. The meaning behind this tattoo would be that somethings come true while others have yet to show their colors.
General Description: BeeJai is, without a doubt, quite stunningly beautiful...though she herself will never say it. Her hair is long and jet black, and her eyes are a shimmering amethyst color. Her face is very pleasantly shaped, and she walks with a grace that few can match.
Average Clothing: She usually wears a full-body length dress, mostly dark in coloration, save for a few sections that have white trim. There are a few designs of roses in this white trim in various sections of this dress.
Likes: Instruments, writing, roses, music, dancing
Dislikes: Hateful people, being angered, betrayers, players, being called beautiful (she believes she isn't)
Strengths: ~Strong Willed: It takes a LOT to scare or phase BeeJai. Also, when she sets her mind to something, it will take something very drastic to make her want to stop.
~Poker Face: She can easily hide what she is thinking or feeling, be it any emotion, thought, or sensation.
Weaknesses: ~Loner: BeeJai is a loner by nature...and as such, prefers solitude to being around a lot of people.
~Barriers: BeeJai has placed barriers around her own heart and soul to protect herself from further emotional pain. They will not be gotten past very easily, and as such she doesn't let people get close to her very easily.
~Dark: Her tone carries a somewhat sinister tone to it nowadays, which tends to make most people back away from her.
Skills/Powers: ~Healing Strength: She is able to heal anyone with a simple touch of her hand upon the inflicted area.
~Empathy: The ability to not only detect what others feel, but also to experience that emotion herself.
~Umbrakinesis: Full control of the shadows which would surround her.
~Maniplulation Of One's Mind: She is able to enter another's mind and "control" what their thoughts are. Changing one thought to another.
General Personality: Typically, BeeJai strives to stay away from everyone else, only interacting with anyone if she has no other option...and even then, she gets it over with as quickly as possible. While she seems rather cold hearted and uncaring on the surface, this is ony because of the barriers she has in place to keep herself from getting hurt...as such, the real her is hidden deep beneath the surface.
Mother: N/A
Father: N/A
Siblings: Mikael (Deceased)
History: The life that was bright and brilliant seemed to look as though it would last forever. And it should of. After all, BeeJai-was- an angel from the heavens herself. She was brought to earth after many centuries of being in the heavens along with her brother, Mikael to live in the human life; something she had lost long ago when she was killed as a young human child back when Queen Elizabeth still reigned and she was then known as Bethany Jane Nightfall. She received the nickname BeeJai from her brother, Mikael. She and Mikael lived happily amongst the humans. They were also told that they would have a human body so anything such as illnesses and wounds would be felt by them as a human would. Though, they both tended to never show their true powers and strengths, they did so only when it was needed to be. As in; if someone needed healing and hope in this strange, human world they now lived in. BeeJai was happy and enjoying this wonderful world and it was seen in her soft brown eyes....until the bright days turned into darkness.
It happened about 30 years ago. BeeJai and her brother had just come home and entered their apartment. They had just gone to heal an elderly lady who was fighting a cancer which should have killed her an hour ago. It was not her time, the LORD had said and thus they were sent to heal her. Her brother was the better healer; the stronger healer, so of course, he was the main one who did the healing this night. When they entered their apartment though, two armed burglars were inside the house with their backs turned to them, looking for valuables and things that could be used to sell. Mikael had crept into the place and walked up silently behind one of the men. His voice would ring out to them then. Mikael asked them, "What do you think you are doing? And ...Do you feel it in your heart, that this is right?" Of course, the men turned and laughed at him, telling him, all the while waving a gun to him. "It's what we -want- to do and what we -will- do...so just let us be on our way…"
Everything happened in slow motion just then. BeeJai watched silently as her brother moved to grab the gun from the man he was speaking to, the other man who was not seen by Mikael stepped forward, and a gunshot rang out. The smoke from the shotgun blew out as the bullet hit home: directly into her Mikael's heart. She watched as he fell over and he would have lain on the ground, gasping for air, golden tears slowly dripped and poured out of his eyes. All she could do is run to him, falling to her knees and wrap her arms around him tightly. The two men didn't take mind to BeeJai, grabbing what they could and running out of the apartment, leaving BeeJai to hold her brother and watch him die. The emotions she felt after though were what brought on the darkness coming to her.
While she sobbed holding the cold, dead body of her brother, something inside her opened up. A feeling she never felt before. Some would think this to be madness. Others would think frustration. Others whom know darkness well knew this to be outrage; anger; fury. She slowly laid her brother down on the ground, whispering softly for him, "Be at peace, my brother, and await my return home someday." With that, she slowly stood up and walked away towards the doorway. Her once soft brown eyes had changed to a pitch-black in color, and flickered. The door then slammed open. She would extend her hands out towards her sides, and a harsh breeze moved about the area. It would lift her up and move her slowly in the direction of which the men had gone, though she herself did not know why or how she knew this. This time though, things moved quite quickly for her.
Beejai found the men about fifty yards away from the house, looking around and laughing. This made her smirk as she would dive head first and towards the ground at the center of them. When she landed, the men jumped back in surprise, eyes widening as they stared at her. She did nothing though, just stared at them. It took her a moment before she finally spoke her voice dark and even carried a sinister tone. "You made a mistake this night. An angel, you have taken from me without a right. No more an innocent being then a newborn child. But you reek and stink of the dark hell's dark fire. One day, you'll understand what you did, but for now, you'll deal with the rage of the angel's sister that you've done in, in a bid. Always, I will be here, and never again will you sleep, no more at peace until you pay off this life debt. Remember my words, and learn them well, I will be here, and will be near. I will haunt you ‘till death has at last done its deed!" With that she vanished, and the men thought she was just their imagination. If only they knew better.
BeeJai didn't really have to do much the next two weeks. Only watch them and whisper spells and chants. One man eventually killed himself while the other was killed BY the other man. It seemed hardly fair, but BeeJai would not kill them. The effects of the spell though, nearly destroyed her, and she knew she was no longer a pure angel. She deemed herself as the fallen angel she was. It was only a matter of time before things began to add up for the Black Rose got word of things happening; things…unusual. By the time they found BeeJai, she was resigned, and silent. She did not give them a fight, nor did she seem to care about the fact that she was now being taken away. When they asked what she went by though, since they did not know what name she was going by, as the name she was proven to have had before was Bethany Jane Nightfall and she did not respond to it, BeeJai looked over to the man asking her and with a blank expression, she said in a hushed tone which was dark and somewhat sinister. “BeeJai Melania Ricarda…” And that was the only words they ever got out of her. Now...she tends to keep to herself and stay away from others. Someday maybe people will open up to her and give her the life she had before, but for now, she stands alone. Living in the prison, yet she is trying not to lose herself any more than she already has.
Other/Notes: N/A
Age: 433
Gender: Female
Group: Prisoner
--Sub-Group: Mythenos
Played-By or anime img:
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: 152
Special Characteristics: From her shoulders sprouts a pair of black feathered wings. The wingspan totals to ten feet in width from tip to tip. She also has a tattoo that surrounds and is curved around her face. The designs of which are vines with roses on said vines, some have blossomed but others have not yet. The meaning behind this tattoo would be that somethings come true while others have yet to show their colors.
General Description: BeeJai is, without a doubt, quite stunningly beautiful...though she herself will never say it. Her hair is long and jet black, and her eyes are a shimmering amethyst color. Her face is very pleasantly shaped, and she walks with a grace that few can match.
Average Clothing: She usually wears a full-body length dress, mostly dark in coloration, save for a few sections that have white trim. There are a few designs of roses in this white trim in various sections of this dress.
Likes: Instruments, writing, roses, music, dancing
Dislikes: Hateful people, being angered, betrayers, players, being called beautiful (she believes she isn't)
Strengths: ~Strong Willed: It takes a LOT to scare or phase BeeJai. Also, when she sets her mind to something, it will take something very drastic to make her want to stop.
~Poker Face: She can easily hide what she is thinking or feeling, be it any emotion, thought, or sensation.
Weaknesses: ~Loner: BeeJai is a loner by nature...and as such, prefers solitude to being around a lot of people.
~Barriers: BeeJai has placed barriers around her own heart and soul to protect herself from further emotional pain. They will not be gotten past very easily, and as such she doesn't let people get close to her very easily.
~Dark: Her tone carries a somewhat sinister tone to it nowadays, which tends to make most people back away from her.
Skills/Powers: ~Healing Strength: She is able to heal anyone with a simple touch of her hand upon the inflicted area.
~Empathy: The ability to not only detect what others feel, but also to experience that emotion herself.
~Umbrakinesis: Full control of the shadows which would surround her.
~Maniplulation Of One's Mind: She is able to enter another's mind and "control" what their thoughts are. Changing one thought to another.
General Personality: Typically, BeeJai strives to stay away from everyone else, only interacting with anyone if she has no other option...and even then, she gets it over with as quickly as possible. While she seems rather cold hearted and uncaring on the surface, this is ony because of the barriers she has in place to keep herself from getting hurt...as such, the real her is hidden deep beneath the surface.
Mother: N/A
Father: N/A
Siblings: Mikael (Deceased)
History: The life that was bright and brilliant seemed to look as though it would last forever. And it should of. After all, BeeJai-was- an angel from the heavens herself. She was brought to earth after many centuries of being in the heavens along with her brother, Mikael to live in the human life; something she had lost long ago when she was killed as a young human child back when Queen Elizabeth still reigned and she was then known as Bethany Jane Nightfall. She received the nickname BeeJai from her brother, Mikael. She and Mikael lived happily amongst the humans. They were also told that they would have a human body so anything such as illnesses and wounds would be felt by them as a human would. Though, they both tended to never show their true powers and strengths, they did so only when it was needed to be. As in; if someone needed healing and hope in this strange, human world they now lived in. BeeJai was happy and enjoying this wonderful world and it was seen in her soft brown eyes....until the bright days turned into darkness.
It happened about 30 years ago. BeeJai and her brother had just come home and entered their apartment. They had just gone to heal an elderly lady who was fighting a cancer which should have killed her an hour ago. It was not her time, the LORD had said and thus they were sent to heal her. Her brother was the better healer; the stronger healer, so of course, he was the main one who did the healing this night. When they entered their apartment though, two armed burglars were inside the house with their backs turned to them, looking for valuables and things that could be used to sell. Mikael had crept into the place and walked up silently behind one of the men. His voice would ring out to them then. Mikael asked them, "What do you think you are doing? And ...Do you feel it in your heart, that this is right?" Of course, the men turned and laughed at him, telling him, all the while waving a gun to him. "It's what we -want- to do and what we -will- do...so just let us be on our way…"
Everything happened in slow motion just then. BeeJai watched silently as her brother moved to grab the gun from the man he was speaking to, the other man who was not seen by Mikael stepped forward, and a gunshot rang out. The smoke from the shotgun blew out as the bullet hit home: directly into her Mikael's heart. She watched as he fell over and he would have lain on the ground, gasping for air, golden tears slowly dripped and poured out of his eyes. All she could do is run to him, falling to her knees and wrap her arms around him tightly. The two men didn't take mind to BeeJai, grabbing what they could and running out of the apartment, leaving BeeJai to hold her brother and watch him die. The emotions she felt after though were what brought on the darkness coming to her.
While she sobbed holding the cold, dead body of her brother, something inside her opened up. A feeling she never felt before. Some would think this to be madness. Others would think frustration. Others whom know darkness well knew this to be outrage; anger; fury. She slowly laid her brother down on the ground, whispering softly for him, "Be at peace, my brother, and await my return home someday." With that, she slowly stood up and walked away towards the doorway. Her once soft brown eyes had changed to a pitch-black in color, and flickered. The door then slammed open. She would extend her hands out towards her sides, and a harsh breeze moved about the area. It would lift her up and move her slowly in the direction of which the men had gone, though she herself did not know why or how she knew this. This time though, things moved quite quickly for her.
Beejai found the men about fifty yards away from the house, looking around and laughing. This made her smirk as she would dive head first and towards the ground at the center of them. When she landed, the men jumped back in surprise, eyes widening as they stared at her. She did nothing though, just stared at them. It took her a moment before she finally spoke her voice dark and even carried a sinister tone. "You made a mistake this night. An angel, you have taken from me without a right. No more an innocent being then a newborn child. But you reek and stink of the dark hell's dark fire. One day, you'll understand what you did, but for now, you'll deal with the rage of the angel's sister that you've done in, in a bid. Always, I will be here, and never again will you sleep, no more at peace until you pay off this life debt. Remember my words, and learn them well, I will be here, and will be near. I will haunt you ‘till death has at last done its deed!" With that she vanished, and the men thought she was just their imagination. If only they knew better.
BeeJai didn't really have to do much the next two weeks. Only watch them and whisper spells and chants. One man eventually killed himself while the other was killed BY the other man. It seemed hardly fair, but BeeJai would not kill them. The effects of the spell though, nearly destroyed her, and she knew she was no longer a pure angel. She deemed herself as the fallen angel she was. It was only a matter of time before things began to add up for the Black Rose got word of things happening; things…unusual. By the time they found BeeJai, she was resigned, and silent. She did not give them a fight, nor did she seem to care about the fact that she was now being taken away. When they asked what she went by though, since they did not know what name she was going by, as the name she was proven to have had before was Bethany Jane Nightfall and she did not respond to it, BeeJai looked over to the man asking her and with a blank expression, she said in a hushed tone which was dark and somewhat sinister. “BeeJai Melania Ricarda…” And that was the only words they ever got out of her. Now...she tends to keep to herself and stay away from others. Someday maybe people will open up to her and give her the life she had before, but for now, she stands alone. Living in the prison, yet she is trying not to lose herself any more than she already has.
Other/Notes: N/A
oooooh ~begins to plot.~ >XP