Post by Wednesday on Feb 24, 2011 15:12:50 GMT -5
I WANT CANDY BUBBLEGUM AND TAFFY
SKIPTOTHESWEETSHOPWITHMYSWEETHEART,
WINIFRED "WEDNESDAY" ITHELL.
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WINIFRED "WEDNESDAY" ITHELL.
{ Wednesdays child is full of woe. }[/center]
Name: Wednesday
Age: Twenty-two
Race: Human
Fairy-Tale: Original
Don't waste your pucker on some all day sucker
If you seek perfection in sugar confection, well there's something new on the scene !
If you seek perfection in sugar confection, well there's something new on the scene !
Weapons/Powers: A set of Emei Piercers (though she often cuts herself with these) and her main weapon, a flail consisting of four chains at the end, each ended with a spiked and heavy metal cube. Despite her skill with weapons, Wednesday is not above picking up any able object on the ground (rocks, heavy sticks, etc.) and pounding them into your skull with a horrifyingly patient grace.
Likes: her "family," birds, being complimented, King Tristan, small trinkets, her mother, holding hands, being liked, the sun, occasional solitude
Dislikes: threats to her family, lies, King Lyle, prison, cold temperatures, cold people, being alone, misplacing her things, politics, rejection
History: Winifred Ithell was born to a single mother in a home with very little money. She grew up selfish and attached to her mother, who taught her everything from manners to how to protect herself from the more lecherous of boys. She adored her mother and her mother adored her and while they never spoke of Winifred's father, there was a mutual understanding that he was not to blame for his absence. Despite the lack of money making dinner a constant struggle for her mother, Winifred's life felt very good in her selfishness. She had her mother: she needed little else.
And perhaps that's why she was taken away. In her fourteenth winter, Winifred's life was thrown off-course. Her mother's increasing desperation over the years to keep Winifred healthy and well-fed took a turn for the worse. While Winifred's life was fairly easy, her mother's was horribly difficult. Her job paid very little and her obsessive need to give Winifred a good life was her undoing. At the time, it had seemed okay. Her mother came home with more money then Wini had ever seen in her life. The money, however, came from objects stolen and pawned off to willing buyers. And her mother did not stop there. Eventual, the theft she was becoming good at caught up to her. A simple slip, and she was caught in the act.
Winifred was taken to her mother, weak and beaten behind bars. King Lyle had ordered her to a short sentence. Unfortunately, it was not short enough. Winifred spent her days sitting on the other side of the bars, watching horrified as the life slowly drained from her mother. Unable to help Winifred and miserable at seeing her life fail because she was locked up, Winifred's mother slowly lost the will to live. Believing she had failed worse than any mother before her, she closed her eyes and let herself fall into a sleep she wouldn't come out of as Winifred sang softly to her.
Realizing her mother was gone, Winifred lost control. She went mad on the floor outside of her mother's cell. Screaming and weeping until the guards threw her out, she was put back in her empty home. In the silence, her madness grew. With no one to console her, Winifred lost much of her sanity. After days of silence, the darkness eventually pushed her from her home. Unable to bear the thought of spending the rest of her life by herself, Winifred stumbled from her house. Like a newborn, she slowly relearned information she already knew, and gained anew. Fighting, surviving, how much power she possessed. The war between King Lyle and King Trisitan.
And she chose.
Perhaps out of pity, Winifred was adopted into Atrum Dies. Dubbed Wednesday, she quickly proved her worth. Her childish nature did not hinder her ability to fight, in fact, it strengthened it. Bordering on out of her mind, Wednesday was able to take wounds in stride and rarely buckle under pain. Even the smallest injuries to her family was enough to make her fight harder when her lazy tactics weren't doing enough. Pleased that they war against the Kingdom that she believes let her mother die, Wednesday is willing to do anything, kill anyone, and offer everything to Atrum Dies.
Who can take a rainbow, wrap it in a sigh
Soak it in the sun and make a groovy lemon pie !
Soak it in the sun and make a groovy lemon pie !
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OOC Name: AlterTheMood
RP Experience: a decade
Custom Title: key to no lock
Password: Licorice!
Sample RP: see Hook!
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THE CANDY MAN CAN 'CAUSE HE MIXES IT WITH LOVE
AND MAKES THE WORLD TASTE GOOD!
AND MAKES THE WORLD TASTE GOOD!
Applause! But seriously, this application is property of S&S, so please don't be takin' it and whatnot. Orthodox put alotta hard work into it and if we catch you with it, well... we'll be very upset and request you not use it. But then if you refuse, we'll be forced to murder you, so yes. Songs used: I Want Candy by MC Chris, The Candy Man by Sammy Davis Jr. and Toot Sweets by Chitti Chitti Bang Bang. Thank you!