Maleficent
Jan 8, 2010 23:41:21 GMT -5
Post by maleryfacent on Jan 8, 2010 23:41:21 GMT -5
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charrie basics.[/ul][/font][/i]
age: Unknown.
species: Faerie.
birthplace: A land far, far away.
movie: Sleeping Beauty.
title:
[color=Purple][size=1][font=Times New Roman]Bow to your mistress of all evil~[/font][/size][/color]
why: why'd you pick this character? I chose Maleficent as my character because is truly one of Disney's most popular and evil villains. She is dark and brooding, and villain's are just fun! I have no real connection to her, she's just ... cool. :3
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facial description/mood expressions: Her face is very characteristic and vivid. It is long with a pointed chin. Thin arches are her eyebrows and highlight the upper section of her face. Her eyes are slightly sunken and are usually fogged around her slanted eyes with purple eyeshadow. A slightly pointed nose, a feature that most wicked characters are shown to have, she has as well. Her lips are thin but very characteristic and are a deep red. Her natural skin color is green.
clothing style: Maleficent's style of clothing is noticeably from another century, and is very dark and brooding. She is almost always clad in black, accentuating robes that are lined with dark purples, reds and magentas. They are very wide, so her body type is very unnoticeable. The robe lifts up with a large trim collar that is very flashy and represents her dark personality for most of her clothing is dark and pointed, almost in a way resembling thorns, one of her favorite "plants".
body build: The faerie is slim, although you can not tell that due to her large robes. She has very a very brooding figure, with her abnormal skin color and deep, sunken cheeks and eyes.
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Basically, she is one who does not socialize with others at a party, and tends to ignore the out-going traditions of the simpleton fools, er, other characters. :3 The Faerie is not exactly social, but can whip up a discouraging monologue to her foes, feeding them words that would fill them with fear. A lady of language, but also one of action, when need it be. She is not at all a power player, but when the urging to unleash the powers of hell, she does so!
She deceives many into believing things so that theywill happen, and she makes sure of this in the dark crevices, hiding under the floor boards. She does not take actions into her own hands until the end, as an easier way to say.
history: Maleficent is quite the character, who has an interesting history, as well.
Her birth was unknown, and it would be best left that way. But from her mysterious birth, an elegant, but evil, character entered the early times of Gothic styles and elegant castles. Growing up high above and far from the Stefan castle, the dark faerie observed those with a different skin color, who accused her of witchcraft. Sure, it was dark, but it was also helpful. All she wanted to do was help those with disease and misfortune, so she thought, until a mere few years into her life. The subject of ridicule, Maleficent turned to the darker magic, and had somehow achieved a scepter of awesome power, which most powerful ability could be used so little, the ability of transformation and the powers of hell, once sacrificing ones self to the powers of hell, one could not go back to their previous figure. Maleficent studied this darkness over her years in isolation from the rest of the land that feared and looked down upon her.
Years passed, and the birth of the new princess was the biggest news of the country. All came. Except for Maleficent.
A gift was usually something given a christening, so why not show how much she appreciated the newest gift to the world? A curse was laid upon the princess Aurora, and the land's heir would prick her finger, and die. Dark times lead from that day. But, you all know the story of the Sleeping Beauty, so I will begin Maleficent's story at the beginning...
After the whole sixteen year ordeal, Maleficent had been brought to her ever after: death.
But now, being reborn into new cold and evilness, she is set out to ruin the ever afters of the other characters, and find a new purpose for life. She will definitely be observing her strategies better this time...
ambitions:
0 End Ever Afters
0 Revenge upon Aurora and Philip.
0 Find new cronies.
0 A new base to call her own.
strengths && abilities:
0 Dark Magic
0 Powers of hell
0 Knowledge
0 Powers of observation xP
flaws:
0 Evil (obviously xD)
0 Jealousy
0 Easily Offended
likes:
0 Gothic&Victorian
0 Gore
0 Holds Grudges
0 No Love </3
0 Overly Confident
dislikes:
0 Sugary Sweetness...
0 Happiness in those who she does not think deserve it.
0 Like most villains, happily ever afters.
0 Confidence of those who are good
0Aurora, Philip, Stefan, Three Good Fairies
0 Princesses and Heroes alike
0 Fools xPP
fears:
0 Death
0 Philip, the one who killed her
0 Light magic
0 Frost
what makes this character unique: Maleficent is quite unique. She was one of the first dark and most intense characters that Walt had created. She is very cliche among many Disney sites, but I think she is a very cool and collected character is is very evil at the same time, which is what I like about her.
RP SAMPLE: ----
Me as Hatter, long ago. xP
Looking around, the hatter could see that all around him that Tomorrowland wasn't in the best condition. The rides falling apart, but people still riding it. "Hmmmm." Hatter squinted suspiciously and stared at the rides. Something didn't seem right ... "Oh, there you are!" Pulling an extremely large knife out of his coat pocket, he dipped it in the butter and began to butter down his watch. "69 after the hour! Oh dear! MOVE DOWN! MOVE DOWN!" Quickly, the looney man started to jump from seat to seat, each one was floating high above the ground. If he was to miss, he'd fall all the way onto the hard ground!
Making a finger motion at the pots and cups to come forward, they all swept across the table cloth towards the hatter. Ringing his hand around the handle, he slowly poured tea into each cup gingerly, making conversation with himself, murmurring. "Do you have the jam, Harold?" The goofy man with the top hat questioned himself in a whisper. ".... No."
"AUUGHHH!" Screamed the Hatter in frustration, taking the large butterknife and putting it to his throat. Sweating heavily, he began to plead for his life. "Please, Harold ... be gentle!" Whimpered Hatter, pushing himself back against his large seat, his feet pushing against the side of the table. "YOU FOOL!" He shouted at himself, throwing himself onto the table, he groveled. "NO! HAROLD!" Cried out the Hatter, who then heard a noise from below. It sounded like a voice!
"Oh, Alice!" Sitting up, he motioned for her to come up quickly. "I was just looking for the jam! Would you mind helping me find it? Of course you wouldn't! So, come on down!" The table that was airborne, soon came crashing down onto the ground with such a force it flinged Hatter into the air a few feet. Flying down onto the table face first, he arose and stood casually upon the table. "What was I singing? Ohh, what a good question. I'd ask myself that too. Sadly, I don't know what you're talking about, so therefore I will NOT ask myself! Sit down!" He ordered the young english girl to sit, jumping down from the table he pointed the knife out at the chair. "Well, come! There isn't much time! We're about to ... MOVE DOWN!"
Making a finger motion at the pots and cups to come forward, they all swept across the table cloth towards the hatter. Ringing his hand around the handle, he slowly poured tea into each cup gingerly, making conversation with himself, murmurring. "Do you have the jam, Harold?" The goofy man with the top hat questioned himself in a whisper. ".... No."
"AUUGHHH!" Screamed the Hatter in frustration, taking the large butterknife and putting it to his throat. Sweating heavily, he began to plead for his life. "Please, Harold ... be gentle!" Whimpered Hatter, pushing himself back against his large seat, his feet pushing against the side of the table. "YOU FOOL!" He shouted at himself, throwing himself onto the table, he groveled. "NO! HAROLD!" Cried out the Hatter, who then heard a noise from below. It sounded like a voice!
"Oh, Alice!" Sitting up, he motioned for her to come up quickly. "I was just looking for the jam! Would you mind helping me find it? Of course you wouldn't! So, come on down!" The table that was airborne, soon came crashing down onto the ground with such a force it flinged Hatter into the air a few feet. Flying down onto the table face first, he arose and stood casually upon the table. "What was I singing? Ohh, what a good question. I'd ask myself that too. Sadly, I don't know what you're talking about, so therefore I will NOT ask myself! Sit down!" He ordered the young english girl to sit, jumping down from the table he pointed the knife out at the chair. "Well, come! There isn't much time! We're about to ... MOVE DOWN!"
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