Cymei , female W I T C H |DONE|

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[atrb=cellpadding,10,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 450px; background-color: #303030; -moz-border-radius: 1em 1em 1em 1em,bTable] witch IT SEEMS TO ESCAPE ME Name: Cymei (pronounced like : sigh-me-i) Alias: Cymei (pronounced like : sigh-me-i), Mei ( pronounced like : me-ah), Cy (pronounced like : sigh) Gender: Female Age: By years, 350. By looks, 15. Animal: CHICKEN AS SEEN THROUGH THE SOUL Appearance: Cymei has a rather bleak physique. She has white hair. Her eyes are a blue and white color that seem to shimmer in the sunlight. Her face and body are rather pale, giving her an oddly ghost-like appearance. She makes up for this light skin with her clothing choice. She smiles all the time, even when she's angry. This comes from the way she grew up, which is another subject. When it comes to clothing, Cymei wears blue and white. Her hat is always a little tilted on her head, letting the sun catch on her black and green ribbon that circles it. There are words written around the edge of the hat. It is a language only she knows, supposedly. Mei's hair is parted in two. The two have no elastic bands holding them in place. Instead, there are two pendants that hold the ends of the hair together, oddly. Some think this would hurt a girl, but after 350 years, she's used to it. Her arm bands don't match. On the right side is a simple, small band of blue with white lace. On the other there is a large catastrophe of ribbon that is placed specifically. The onl other accesory that she wears with her dress and those listed before, is blue knee-high socks. The light lacing on them is part of the same fabric as the rest of the socks. Mei's dress is blue. It's a rather light and dark mix, although they don't exactly mix. It is, instead, seen a little like ty-die. Where some parts mix and others stay their certain color. White lace lines the top and bottom of the sleeveless dress. More words, like the ones on her hat, are on the bottom of her dress. On the back of the dress is a large bow. It, too, is a white and blue like color. Her dress seems to have a blue theme to it. Lastly, her shoes. Her shoes are small, white flats. She despises things such as heels and "cowboy boots." They are unflattering and just annoying in her mind. So, she sticks with the white flats with small, white flowers made from lacing much like on her dress. Her image is here. Some say that when she fights her hair becomes streaked with red. No, it's not blood. Also, her eyes become red-tinged. Here. Could resemble it. ((I'm terrible with graphics, please don't remind me -.-; )) Personality: Mei is generally friendly... To animals. She loves anything from a ant to a zebra. One animal she can't stand is dogs. They annoy her and just make her feel sick to the stomach. It's very likely that she's alergic to them. Sadly, she forgets this because she has a short attention span and servere to minor memory loss. It is hard for her to remember things. It's like her brain can't process all the information it's been given. She can remember between a week and three weeks before the time being, however it will be scarce and rather flaky. Oh, yeah. I said she's friendly to animals... Would you like to know what happens when she finds humans? Her temper is very high, to say the least. She hates humans for destroying the animals' habitats. Therefor, she is likely to use her magic on them. In appearance, I told you her physical appearance is very bleack, correct? Well, her magic is very strong. It is strong from year after year of harsh conditioning and training. She cares nothing for physical attributes. I mean, what does it matter taht you're physically strong when the attack is using magic from far away? Fair or not, that's the way she fights. She has never, in her life, talked to an animal like a person would speak to their dog. She keeps her voce average around them, not screaming or being high-pitched. She can tell what an animal is feeling when looking at them. It's a lot like Maka's soul perception, but with animal's feelings. She never speaks to them like they are babies. In dog years, a one year old is 7. There is no need to treat it like an actual one year old. When it comes to fighting.... She fights every person she sees, did you miss that? Oh well... Anyway, she hates meisters and weapons. She dislikes them times 1,000 the more they try to take their soul. She sees them as selfish for wanting to kill her in order for them to be something greater than they need to become. History: When Cymei was born, she was removed from her family. She doesn't know exactly when or why. All she knows is that her first 15 years of life was a lie. Her foster family told her nothing. They pretended she was their own daughter. For 15 years, she was forced to die her hair brown and wear brown contacts. It was a fake. AGE ONE :: I was left in this building's door step. A small note was attached to my blacket. It read two words. Take her. No reason, no identification of who I was. Nothing. A blue hat with white was set on top of me. It was the size that a preteen or teenager would fit into. They had me keep it at that time. FOUR YEARS LATER... FIVE YEARS OLD :: My family consists of a red haired father and a brown haired mother. Even now, I understand the message sent to me from their sideways glances. I do not belong. Although, they have begun sending me to day care with normal little boys and girls. These children dream of becoming meisters and weapons. To fit in, I wished I were a meister, too. I knew since I said it out loud to them it wouldn't be. DOUBLE THE LAST AGE, TO FIND WHAT I AM NOW. TEN YEARS :: It's true. All that has been running through my mind since I was five. The glances were exclamations, the lies, fakes. I have proof, now, I am not going to be a meister. What happened? The girls were giggling, chatting mindlessly about their dreams. Dreams of being famous. Of becoming meisters. Of becoming a death scythe. As soon as the word 'witch' came from one's mouth, she appeared by them. How, no one will never know. "Stop lying." Mei said. One of the girls laughed again. "Just cause you've given up on your dreams doesn't mean we have to give up on ours, Mei." One said, defending their thoughts. The supposedly brunette shook her head. "Stop lying. Your dreams are nothing unless you act. Mkay? You're just talk. You've done nothing." One grinned, evilly. "Fine then, we'll take your soul." She said, darkly. Nothing in her voice showed joking. Mei rolled her eyes, bored with the conversation. Suddenly scared, she back away to the swing. The girls followed, suddenly insane. Words came to mind and she voiced them unknowingly. She stuttered as she talked. "Chic-chick-chikita, chic-chick-chicken" Mei had screamed before it appeared. a rather large bird, much like a chicked, made out of shadows. It attacked the girls, they were all injured. Some were worse than other. Ever since, that has been her mantra. Mei had run home, instantly. Tears streamed down her face as sobbing gasps of air rang through her lungs. She looked to her parents for advice. What they told her was the last thing she heard from them. The two died, mysteriously...

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MANY, MANY YEARS LATER

Spells toned and attitude greatful, Mei lives by herself. She has a small house that is home to the many wild and tame animals that visit. That is, all but dogs. There was just something about them....

But I must remind you.... She's forgotten all of this for now.

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THE SECRETS I LET OUT

Mantra:

I say,
"chic-chick-chickita, chic-chick-chicken,"
I do, I do.

Spells:

Spiritual Flexibilty, so she can take apart her soul and have it reappear put together in another place, and Soul Protect, so those silly meisters and weapons can't find her as easily, have been seen in Mei.

• Shadow on The Wall OF THE BIRD -
  After saying her full mantra, a shadow of a bird. (chicken) appears. At her will, it strikes at the meister or other thing with it's beak and/or claws.
  
  
• Digger -
  Mud is flung up at the meister, causing partial blindness if the shadow hits correctly.
  
  
• Feather Flurry -
  Feathers are shot from her hand like darts. The ends of them have been sharped, somehow. They are usually a bright color and far apart, giving easy dodge-ability.
  
  
• Turkey? -
  A second image of her appears, giving her the chance to excape a tough fight. The image is a little shakey and can usually be seen through, making it have a miniscule effect.
  
  
• The FEATHER FORCE ((I had to. I just did.)) -
  Her bow can be taken off her dress. It can be used as a sheild. Did I forget to say it's suddenly covered in feathers?
  

Performance:

"Move in a fight? You gotta be kidding me, hehe."

*points up at her words* That would be Mei. She doesn't move in fights. She uses spells, therefor her mouth moves. She moves to dodge attacks. That's about it. Her battle style is her spells. She has trained herself to make them as powerful as she can get them. However, she is terrible with hand-to-hand combat or any kinf of physical fighting.

Strengths
Magic -
Animal Help -
Keeping away from physical attacks (scythes, swords, daggers, etc.) -
Speed -
Spell Strength -

Weaknesses
Hand-to-hand combat -
Physical Strength-
Aim -
Bad Temper -
Anger causes her "blindness" (her vision actually becomes a little darker)-

THE PUPPETEER

Name:
Cylant
Age:
Old enough to have joined.
RP Experience:
A few years.
Password:
rainbow
RP Sample:

Cymei stared at the ground, lost in thought. Her mind was racing with ideas once again, most of which were completely useless. It would be her to be here. She sat in the middle of the woods. All around her, trees. Bird chirped their good morning songs as the sun began to rise and light was shone onto the blue and white clad girl. She sat on a rock. A dirty, old, grey rock.

With a sigh, the white haired female stood up. Her appearance showed a 15 year old, a smile light on her face. It was not a smile of happiness. Just a small smile that showed she was thinking. That was her, always smiling like such or happier. She didn't know why. Supposedly, ever since she left foster care she was smiling. It was part of her, now.

A rabbit hopped around in front of her. She smiled, scooping the white creature up in both arms. Her noze brushed against it's ear. "Good morning, rabbit. How's life been?" To most, they wouldn't have believed she was real. She spoke to the rabbit as though it were a real person who could respond. However, that person would be unknowing to Mei. The rabbit wiggled it nose a few times and sneezed. "Is that so?" She replied in a hushed voice. "I'm sorry that happened, rabbit." Putting the rabbit down, it hopped off, seeming happier.

The true magic of Cymei. Her name contains what seems like the words "me" and "I." However, almost everything she does is for others. Even when fighting, she feels she is fighting for the animals of the forest.

"Cock-a-doodle-doo!" A rooster crowed, waking the hens for the morning. Standing up striahgt again, she moved silently through the woods. Each step was fast and light. The hens needed for her to collect their eggs. She sighed, thinking of the time she hadn't. The eggs were unfetilized, of course, so the hens would actually eat them. She grabbed a wicker basket from it's shelf by the hen house. In the line with it were two more. She hummed, lightly, picking up each egg and greeting the hen that rested upon it. "See you later, Chickitas." She called lightly as she left. There had been plenty of eggs.

This meant disguising herself and going off to sell some. She smiled. It was always good to know the eggs went somewhere. The only thing thatrose her temper from it was that the eggs went to feed humans. She sighed, entering her wooden cottage. She would need to wash the eggs off now. You have no idea what kinds of germs can get on a chicken's egg.

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Notes :: Word Count doesn't include this bit below the "---" just so you know.
Word Count :: 462

Credit To: Death the Kid of SR
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[JAYDEN]

Your spells have no weaknesses. You didn't tell me what is wrong with them. How would an opponent get around your attacks? And your strengths/weaknesses, several of them aren't actually strengths or weaknesses. They are something you are good or bad at. Strengths and Weaknesses are things that affect a battle, like Lack of Stamina, etc.