Post by Spiffy on Feb 14, 2011 14:15:53 GMT -5
Hell's Bells
I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain
I'm comin' on like a hurricane
My lightning's flashing across the sky
You're only young but you're gonna die
I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's putting up a fight
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get you, Satan get you
Bellatrix
I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain
I'm comin' on like a hurricane
My lightning's flashing across the sky
You're only young but you're gonna die
I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's putting up a fight
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get you, Satan get you
Bellatrix
Name: Bellatrix
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Prisoner: No
Craft/Rank: Gold/Green Wherhandler
Appearance:
Helena Bonham Carter
Likely the first thing that you notice about Bellatrix is her hair. It is a dark brown, tightly curled, and often unkempt, poofing out at weird angles. Its often been likened to a wherry nest, and it’s a surprise that there aren’t any twigs stuck in it, though she often puts hair clips and stuff in it when the fancy strikes her. Other than that she really doesn’t put much care and attention into it, and it shows. Her skin is much paler than usual, probably down to her being a bit of a night-owl and not going outside much during the daytime, preferring to stay in the bakery.
Feature wise, you could call her beautiful. Then equally you could not. She’s got fine features; narrow, slightly pointy nose, dark, shadowy eyes (often maintained by a little blackener) with high-arching eyebrows, and full lips. Her chin is little strong, and quite square, giving her a slightly odd appearance.
She’s very skinny, for someone who cooks a lot. For anyone, for that matter, as she’s built like a stick, no fat to be found anywhere and apparently little muscle. Don’t let this fool you, however, for even if she isn’t particularly strong she’s devilishly quick and agile. Her clothing is often tight fitting, and varies between plain and extravagant, depending on her mood and want.
I was born of the womb of a poisonous spell
Beaten and broken and chased from the lair
But I rise up above it, high up above it and see
I was hung from the tree made of tongues of the weak
The branches were bones of liars and thieves
Rise up above it, high up above and see
Beaten and broken and chased from the lair
But I rise up above it, high up above it and see
I was hung from the tree made of tongues of the weak
The branches were bones of liars and thieves
Rise up above it, high up above and see
Personality: Confident, forward, authoritative, good second, open, sharp, intelligent, fierce tempered, uncontrollable, devoted, loyal, obsessive, unmerciful, remorseless.
Mentally she’s as mad as her appearance. Not in the insane way though, but she’s rather individual in her ways and means. And she won’t let you forget it. She’ll talk, she’ll rant, she’ll scream, she’ll get in your face, push, slap, pull hair, she’s not afraid of you. Because Bella’s not afraid of anyone. She’s confident in herself, and place her confidence in others if she thinks they deserve it. Tricky to get there, however, but she’ll give you a chance, and only one. She’s quite open in her opinions of people; If she likes you, great! You’re her best buddy. And if she doesn’t? Be prepared to be ignored or, in a worse case scenario, expect to be picked on for just about everything, bitched about, even pushed about. If Bella doesn’t like you, she hates you. Thankfully there is an easy way to stay on her good side: just do as she says, and you’re on a winner. She has no qualms about letting it be known what she wants, and whether you give it to her (smarty points for the person who does) or not, she will get it, somehow. She’ll throw a tantrum if not.
But at least she makes it clear what she wants from others, which comes in handy when she’s in a position of authority (doesn’t happen much, but there you go, it might), at least you know where you stand with her. She’s got her qualities, but she’s not the best leader, she’s better at delegating the decision of another. She’s not always well liked by her peers, but she’s somewhat respected, if only because she’s got a bit of a reputation for being ruthless. Fierce tempered with a sharp tongue and knife, she holds no remorse or regret for her actions. You ask for it, you get what’s coming to you, simple as. She doesn’t lack emotion, she just doesn’t care.
For the most part, she’s pretty uncontrollable. She’ll do what you ask of her, but only if she wants to. If she doesn’t want to, she won’t, consequences be damned. But on a totally unexpected note, she is extremely loyal to just one or two people, to the point of devotion. Some say obsessive, since she seems to obsess over other things as well. She certainly follows Tironan around like a lost puppy, and would do anything he asked of her without question.
Blessed by a bitch from a bastard's seed
Pleasure to meet you but prepare to bleed
Rise, I'll rise, I'll rise
Skinned her alive, ripped her apart
Scattered her ashes, buried her heart
Rise up above it, high up above and see
Pleasure to meet you but prepare to bleed
Rise, I'll rise, I'll rise
Skinned her alive, ripped her apart
Scattered her ashes, buried her heart
Rise up above it, high up above and see
History: Father: Belaronan Mother: Trixalia, Siblings: Twins Tironan and Xabel (27), Liaronen (25), Belaria (17)
Bellatrix is Nabolese by birth, as are the rest of her family. Her family are bakers by trade, though only her father had any kind of formal training, the rest were taught by him. It was decided early on that the children were to follow their parents into baking, so all were taught from a young age, but not all were so keen on it. Bellatrix was the first to rebel, quickly making a nuisance if herself. She disliked her family, except Tironan, and practically bullied Belaria endlessly, being the only younger sibling she had. But when Tiron, at 22 turns of age, finally wanted out, Bella was all to happy to go with him. Someone had to look after him, right?
They travelled to Ruatha, where they odd-jobbed for a bit, Tiron going from being a stable hand to a guard at a brothel and Bella following. A year later she also got a job in the brothel, though not in the same area as her brother, no, she didn’t shirk away from the more undesirable jobs and gave it everything she had. But, after she’d used a few too many of the defense techniques Tironan taught her on the customers, to their displeasure, the manager decided she was best joining her brother at the door.
But they could not settle (read: Tiron couldn’t) and went on the move again. Bella followed him wherever he went (seeing a pattern yet?) and eventually he ended up landing a job at Warden’s Weyr as a guard for the prisoners. They’d not been there long when Semith ‘Ran’, the pair coming close to standing as candidates, but deciding against it, unsure if they really wanted a potentially crippled dragon. The hatching came, and went, Tironan signing up to become one of the new Weyrling’s personal guards, still curious about the creatures, and was placed in charge of one of the prisoners with, to his surprise, a grey dragonet.
Bellatrix signed no such contract, but was instead caught by the prospect of the gold wher’s run. Now whers, unlike Semith, were supposed to run. She wasn’t too sure about all that flying about anyway, and dragons, to be quite honest, were a bit pathetic, despite appearances. Wheres, however, kept on the ground, and had no such inhibitions about ripping someone’s throat out. And they provided her with a great excuse for going out at night.
Other stuff: Where to start? xD Yeah I won't be able to play her for a week, but I thought I'd get her in now to give you time to scrap up something for the wher hatching, if she's to Impress
Bellatrisk
Name: Bellatrisk
Color: Gold (FFD37A)
Sin: Pride
Age: 10 months
Appearance:
The Ramoth of whers, a giant if there ever was one. Fully grown, Bellatrisk will be larger then even Zalmask, towering over her seven foot mother by more then a few inches. However, she is not muscular and thick like her mother and several of her siblings. She is a wraith, of wisp of a creature with long legs and a thin build- a gold built for speed if there ever was one. She lacks most of the deformities in hide of a wher, smooth to the touch and undeniably lovely. Her hide is a pale yellow, with gold bordering on orange forming many twists and turns over it. Isn't she a gorgeous little thing? If only she didn't know it.
When I am queen on royal throne made out of parts of broken bones
Of all the devils I have known that suck the angels dry
When I am queen I'll have my way, I'll make it drowning dolly day
And all the tears that we have cried will suck back in our eyes
Of all the devils I have known that suck the angels dry
When I am queen I'll have my way, I'll make it drowning dolly day
And all the tears that we have cried will suck back in our eyes
Personality: The usurper, the false queen has arrived. Bellatrisk embodies her sin body and soul, and her stubborn pride won't take the insult of being the lowest ranked queen in the prison. Her anger turns towards her mother, the senior, the precious, 'Mama'. Oh, how she hates her. Every moment of her life when not with Bellatrix is spent planning how to kill the cursed, ugly wher. She hates her with all the passion in the world- but she hates others in positions of authority as well. She will strive to dispose of all who outrank her, to rule from a throne made up of the bodies of her enemies. Bellatrix will be her darling second, her servant to care for her and polish her claws. She loves Bellatrix, but the woman will have to strive to ever become an equal in her eyes. Once she does... nothing will stop them together.
She's of a fierce temper, and she loves nothing aside from Bellatrix. Even her own clutches- which will be of impressive size due to her own large body- are only tools on her way to the top. She uses people and disposes of them, corrupting them to follow her ideals and then discarding them with cold laughter. Ira is the main example of this. The green loves her golden sister, will do anything for her... but Bellatrisk often beats her and throws her to the side. Bellatrix is different. Her handler, her beautiful handler, belongs to her. She hordes her.
Once she does have power, she's a horrible leader. Oh, put her in charge of a military and she's beyond amazing... but as a queen she fails horribly. While Zalmask cares for her subordinates and keeps them safe, they're merely toy soldiers to her daughter. Bellatrisk will kill them herself if the step a toe out of line. She holds no remorse, no pity, no love for any besides Bellatrix... and if she is not carefully monitored she will smash any queen egg she ever lays. If she doesn't just kill it at the hatching. Greens are also found to be killed by this gold- their ability to clutch makes them possible rivals.
Her runs will be bloody events. She demands that the males fight over her, and she will injure any who displeases her. However, she often chooses browns for her companions- Bronzes means there is a chance of a gold egg, and she despises nothing more. She wants to be the only queen after disposing of Rishisk and Zalmask- why would she bring another into this world?
When I am queen I will not wait, my body type will still be great
I will not leave it up to fate, because I hate you, too
I will not leave it up to fate, because I hate you, too
Why Me? Everything about Bellatrix appeals to Bellatrisk. Her remorseless nature, her obsessive loyalty, her intelligence. Bellatrix is just what Bellatrisk needs to claw herself to the top and rule as a tyrant- a second who can support this cunning and intelligent wher. Like wise, Bellatrix can prove herself to be an equal to this wher using her intelligence and dominant personality. Their bond will be a passionate, violent one- but not one lacking love.
Bellask
Name: Bellask
Color: Green (C5FF25)
Sin: Wrath
Age: 10 months
Appearance:
This wher is average in size and build, neither large nor small for a green. Her body is muscular in a lean way, over all sticking her firmly in the stereotype of a green. She's alright with that- it affords her more stamina then most greens have. What's really eyecatching about her is her hide. The light yellow is covered in spots of darker green which happens to catch attention, and the green likes to strut it. Like with her greedy brother, each spot covers up a large bump in her hide. She bares a large scar from Luxuria.
Ashes of the innocent,
The end for you and me.
Darkened screams of agony,
Are begging set me free.
Mourning all your loved ones,
As their bodies turn to stone.
Violence hate and agony,
Are what we've grown to know.
The end for you and me.
Darkened screams of agony,
Are begging set me free.
Mourning all your loved ones,
As their bodies turn to stone.
Violence hate and agony,
Are what we've grown to know.
Personality: Anger makes up a lot of Bellask. She's angry near constantly, very rarely is her rage soothed. Only Bellatrix has this ability, only her hand can draw Bellask from the depths of her rage. Bellatrix and Bellatrisk will find the smallest of their group to be a useful tool, if it suits them. Bellask fears nothing if she's ordered to kill it, a loyal soldier that will tear apart anything demanded of her by queen and handler. However, when merely taking out her rage on another she is easy to chase away from her target. Unless... they make her really pissed. Then there's no rescue. Ever.
She's an intelligent and sharp mind, but it isn't often used. It's buried underneath the mountains of rage and hatred that make up this egg, but when Bellatrix calms her down she shows just how fearsome that intellect is when combined with her hate. Bellatrix will be able to teach her to conserve her anger and use it later, to lash out when people aren't expecting it. She'll be the best student of this any have ever met.
However, she is not all hate. Underneath, far underneath... she is a lost child. She doesn't know why she's so angry, why she attacks people and why she's so horrible. She can hardly control herself. She gets angry, she attacks. Though she never reveals it to anyone, she's frightened of herself. She's scared of the joy she gets when ichor and blood flow over her claws... and when no one is around, she silently mourns her lack of control. She wants to hurt people, but she hates it. Being bonded to Bellatrix and Bellask won't help this. Bellatrix treating her kindly will always receive confusion during Bellask's childhood, but eventually she'll begin to warm up to it.
She loves Bellatrisk. She wants to be just like the gold. Everytime Bellatrisk abuses her, everytime she is flippantly dismissed, bitterness and hate wells inside her. She lashes out, screaming her rage and taking it out on everyone weaker then her. She's a text book bully.
Hold me, Show me,
Bring me to my knees.
So as the fire burns,
And the tables turn.
We'll never rest in peace,
Rest in peace.
Bring me to my knees.
So as the fire burns,
And the tables turn.
We'll never rest in peace,
Rest in peace.
Why Me? Something about Bella appeals to this little Green. Her ruthless nature, the fact she did not shy away when Bellask mauled her siblings. The fact that Bellatrix is possibly the only living being on the face of the planet to -like- her. It's such a strange concept to Bellask that she couldn't resist bonding herself to Bellatrix, even when Bellatrisk had already staked her claim.