Post by Euphrosyne "Euphy" on May 6, 2010 16:10:28 GMT -6
EUPHROSYNE
IS YOUR NEW BEST FRIEND
IS YOUR NEW BEST FRIEND
The human spirit needs places where nature has not been rearranged by the hand of man.
IF YOU DON'T LIKE ME
I DO NOT CARE
I DO NOT CARE
FULL NAME first middle and last
NICKNAMES Euphy
AGE 56 (looks 17)
GENDER Female
SEXUALITY Straight
STATUS Single
RACE Dryad
OCCUPATION OR GRADE N/A
SPECIAL POWERS & ABILITIES Like all nymphs, Euphy is gifted with immortality. This immortality will only last if the tree she is connected to does not die.
I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP
I CAN HELP MYSELF
I CAN HELP MYSELF
HAIR COLOUR Euphy has long, brown hair that flows down to the middle of her back. She also has the occasional, little flower strung in her hair.
EYES Her eyes are the usual almond shape. Her irises are a deep green color with specks of lighter green.
SCARS She doesn’t have many scars.
TATTOOS None
PIERCINGS Again, none.
PLAY-BY Erika Toda
APPEARANCE Euphy is an overall lovely person. She's very active so she tends to stay very slim. There has never been a time when she was over 110 pounds. She doesn't look very muscular, but she's definitely stronger than she appears. Her skin is a light shade of green, her lips a paler shade. Her skin is also flawless and very smooth.
She has almond shaped eyes with green irises. Her hair is a dark brown and reaches down to the middle of her back. Her nose, mouth, and eyes all fit well into her face. Her ears are usual size. Euphy has high cheekbones, which most women envy. but she doesn't know what's so special about them, it just makes her cheeks look chubby when she smiles.
WARDROBE Euphy's wardrobe isn't that amazing. She'll really wear anything she can find. She really prefers shorts, but if it's cold out she might throw on some pants. Euphy's shirt of choice is the tank top, unless of course, it's colder out. She also sometimes wears a Camp Half-Blood tee shirt that she got from Chiron awhile back. Euphy loves some of those demigods to death. She doesn't usually wear any shoes unless it is necessary. She's usually determined enough to only wear socks when she needs them. They're much more natural than shoes.
DON'T JUDGE ME
AND I WON'T JUDGE YOU
AND I WON'T JUDGE YOU
LIKES
- nature
- the gods
- hippies
- honeysuckle
- happy campers
DISLIKES
- technology
- winter
- harpies
- lumberjacks
- woodpecker
FEARS
- Fire
- Chainsaws
SECRETS Secretly plays video games. Shhh. Don't tell.
OVERALL PERSONALITY
Euphy has a very interesting personality. She can be very emotional at times and then tough as a rock - er tree. she' usually a very nice, chipper nymph though. She likes to make people happy, but not at others' expenses. She has a great sense of humor so it's usually not hard for her to make people laugh unless they don't like her or have a terrible sense of humor. Euphy does not think physical humor is funny though, but only when it is at another person's expense. She's fine with crude gestures and all that, but nothing that gets people hurt. She also hates it when people get picked on and will do her best to stop it. People don't always take her seriously since she's a nymph though.
Euphy's emotional side is quiet amusing... unless she's angry. She can be scary when she's angry. People are just lucky that she isn't easily enraged. Her other emotional rampages are usual though. She can get a little annoyed if someone comes to close to her tree or touches it. She's very defensive since man started cutting them down, stupid bastards. She can also get so upset at the smallest things. Then the nest minute, she'd be fine. And even though she doesn't like humor at one's expense, she has fun during Capture the Flag games. When people are wandering around she'll usually shout something to scare them or maybe trip them when they aren't looking. she's done this many times so she knows to quickly run off before they decide to maybe "accidentally" maim her.
GET OVER IT
I'M JUST A PERSON
I'M JUST A PERSON
OLYMPIAN PARENT N/A
MORTAL PARENT N/A
SIBLINGS She considers all dryads her siblings
OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE Other than the gods and Chiron... no one.
ORIGIN Her tree in the forest around Camp Half-Blood.
HISTORY Euphrosyne was born from her tree fifty-six years ago around Camp Half-Blood. She fit in well with the other nymphs, but developed a hate for harpies immediately. She liked a lot of the campers though and became pretty close to Chiron.
As she got older, she matured. She developed a hate for most mortals, since they were cutting down trees and killing nymphs. She also hated technology for enabling them to do so. Euphy did find one piece of technology that she liked though.
Euphy found an old, Atari system once and got hooked once she started playing. Video games were her addiction and darkest secret. Only a few people know of this, since she has to use a tv in a cabin to play these games.
TRUST ME
I'M NOT ANOTHER STRANGER
I'M NOT ANOTHER STRANGER
ALIAS Zebby
AGE Sixteen
RULE WORDS If my life is going to mean anything, I have to live it myself.
WHERE CAN WE CONTACT YOU? my e-mail or pm
WHERE DID YOU FIND US? I'm already a memberr LOL
Migoto waved goodbye to her friends, putting on a fake smile. They were already blasting their hip-hop music, as she'd expected. Which is why she didn't let them driver her home. She'd already gone to a concert with them. She was sick of their evil rap music. She'd had a little break on the bus ride into the town. Once they were let off, her friends offered to drive her home. But, of course, she declined. She didn't want to hear it anymore. So as the loud bass from their car faded away, she got out her iPod and turned on Alesana full blast. Sanctuary! she practically screamed in her head. She felt less annoyed and aggravated now. Her favorite band always seemed to improve her mood.
Now she started walking along the sidewalk, with one headphone in her ear. She didn't want to be rendered completely deaf to the outside world, especially since it was this late. There were probably tons of weirdos around. She didn't want one to sneak up on her or something. Migoto then thought how far the walk would be to her house. She was basically in the center of the town, the largest and most active area. She lived in the houses further out. It'd probably take her half an hour at minimum to get there. You should have taken a ride home and just sucked it up. Rap music won't kill you, she told herself. Yeah, that would have been the smart idea.
Migoto felt even dumber as she kept walking and felt herself getting paranoid. She tried to make herself better by pointing out that it wasn't too hard for her to get paranoid. She hardly trusted anyone. But it didn't make her feel better at all. It got worse when she noticed someone was following her. She didn't want to turn around. Maybe you're just being paranoid. Calm down and don't turn around. Everything's fine. She kept telling herself that, but she couldn't shake off the creepy vibes she was getting. And it didn't help that the person was getting closer. She wanted to run or even walk fast, but she didn't. How weird would that look if the person was just trying to pass her or something? They weren't trying to pass her though, cause the guy stopped right in front of her.
She could tell that this guy was drunk. Definitely, extremely drunk. This sort of scared her, especially with the weird look on his face. Fuck my life, she thought to herself. She could tell this wasn't going to be good. She was right. He started right off by saying some stupid, gross pick-up line. She would have found it disgusting coming from anyone, but since the guy was probably in his forties, it was much worse.
Before she could even say anything to that, another guy came up and shoved the man, making him stumble against the wall of a building. The guys threat was creepy enough, but it was made worse when he pulled out a knife. Migoto's eyes widened. Even though the threat wasn't directed towards her, she was a little freaked out. But hell, the guy was basically saving her ass so she didn't mind much.
Migoto let out a shaking sigh of relief when the man ran off. Thank god for creepy guys with knives... and hearts. Most people wouldn't even stop to help someone with things like that. Most didn't care. she nodded when the guy asked if she was alright. Her eyes started watering a little when she flung her arms around him. "Thank you," she said. She really was grateful. She would have probably been raped or something if he hadn't come along. "Seriously. Any other person would have just kept on walking. Thank you so much." She released him and wiped her eyes before any tears could escape. "I'm Migoto, by the way." She flashed him a light smile. And then she saw his shirt. "Oh my gosh! I love them!" she said, gesturing towards the shirt.
Now she started walking along the sidewalk, with one headphone in her ear. She didn't want to be rendered completely deaf to the outside world, especially since it was this late. There were probably tons of weirdos around. She didn't want one to sneak up on her or something. Migoto then thought how far the walk would be to her house. She was basically in the center of the town, the largest and most active area. She lived in the houses further out. It'd probably take her half an hour at minimum to get there. You should have taken a ride home and just sucked it up. Rap music won't kill you, she told herself. Yeah, that would have been the smart idea.
Migoto felt even dumber as she kept walking and felt herself getting paranoid. She tried to make herself better by pointing out that it wasn't too hard for her to get paranoid. She hardly trusted anyone. But it didn't make her feel better at all. It got worse when she noticed someone was following her. She didn't want to turn around. Maybe you're just being paranoid. Calm down and don't turn around. Everything's fine. She kept telling herself that, but she couldn't shake off the creepy vibes she was getting. And it didn't help that the person was getting closer. She wanted to run or even walk fast, but she didn't. How weird would that look if the person was just trying to pass her or something? They weren't trying to pass her though, cause the guy stopped right in front of her.
She could tell that this guy was drunk. Definitely, extremely drunk. This sort of scared her, especially with the weird look on his face. Fuck my life, she thought to herself. She could tell this wasn't going to be good. She was right. He started right off by saying some stupid, gross pick-up line. She would have found it disgusting coming from anyone, but since the guy was probably in his forties, it was much worse.
Before she could even say anything to that, another guy came up and shoved the man, making him stumble against the wall of a building. The guys threat was creepy enough, but it was made worse when he pulled out a knife. Migoto's eyes widened. Even though the threat wasn't directed towards her, she was a little freaked out. But hell, the guy was basically saving her ass so she didn't mind much.
Migoto let out a shaking sigh of relief when the man ran off. Thank god for creepy guys with knives... and hearts. Most people wouldn't even stop to help someone with things like that. Most didn't care. she nodded when the guy asked if she was alright. Her eyes started watering a little when she flung her arms around him. "Thank you," she said. She really was grateful. She would have probably been raped or something if he hadn't come along. "Seriously. Any other person would have just kept on walking. Thank you so much." She released him and wiped her eyes before any tears could escape. "I'm Migoto, by the way." She flashed him a light smile. And then she saw his shirt. "Oh my gosh! I love them!" she said, gesturing towards the shirt.
I GUESS I'LL GO
BEST BE ON MY WAY OUT
BEST BE ON MY WAY OUT