Post by Clytia Voi Mist on May 14, 2009 10:11:27 GMT -5
.:ll Welcome to the Velvet Room... ll:.
[General]
Name: Mist, Clytia Voi
Alias: Clytia, Clee {only her beloved can call her this}
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Species: Human
[Battle]
``{Once she gets her persona and all}``
Arcana: Death
Persona: Alice
Weapon: bomb expert
Skills:
+Megido
+Null Light
+Spirit Drain
+Repel Dark
+Die for Me!
+Mudo Boost
+Evil Smile
+Ghastly Wall
Strengths: Mudo Skills
Weaknesses: Hama Skills
[Personal]
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Likes:
♥: fashion
♥: teddy bears
♥: punk music
♥: parkour/ l'art du déplacement
♥: Xaix Reagan
♥: milk chocolate
♥: video games
♥: clubs
♥: parties
♥: herself
♥: boots
♥: top hats
♥: cats
♥: hot pink
♥: strawberry juice
♥ penguins
♥: shopping
♥: getting into trouble
♥: music {rock, electronica}
♥: belts
♥: luxury
Dislikes:
× chocolate {dark chocolate}
× music {heavy metal}
× being lectured/corrected
× long skirts
× the heat
× classes
× being bored
× bad fashion sense
× hypocrites
Abilities: Clytia's pretty good when it comes to fashion related things. She makes and designs her own clothes. She also has a interest in finicking around with bombs and gadgets. Though she hates studying, she is pretty smart and gets high grades.
Disabilities: She can tends to be a bitch, bashing people and judging them as soon as she sees them. She also cannot stand being lectured. It usually ends up with her throwing a fit and creating even more chaos.
Perks: Clytia likes being original, hence her love for designing her own clothes. Aside from that, she has a small pink heart-shaped tat just under her left eye. She also likes making stuffed animals. Also, she is never seen wit her real gray eyes, instead, she wears pink contacts.
Secrets: She secretly has a stuffed white bear in her shoulder bag at all times. She calls him 'Flea'
Appearance:
Clytia Voi Mist is, first of all, an incredibly fashion minded girl. You won't catch her dead in something that she wore just a few days or weeks ago. She's pretty proud about that fact, dressing how she wants most of the time and not giving a damn about what anyone else thinks. Usually, you'd see her clad in a skirt, once in awhile pants, and any kind of top that she feels like wearing. She digs belts, chains and bracelets so it's rather common to see her sporting those sorts of things everyday. Or, at least, whenever she can. This pink-eyed girl also loves the colors hot pink and dark brown to black, a color scheme she usually pulls off with her outfits, though she does mix around with different colors every once in awhile. Her fashion sense revolves around Japanese fashion, in short. A mixture of Gothic lolita and punk.
Your first impressions of her would most probably be, well, to put it frankly, a bitch. And, really, you wouldn't be that off track. Because Clytia is pretty much one--appearance wise anyway. She doesn't care about posture or, as she would say, "shit" like that. She walks the way she wants, sits the way she wants, and does what she wants. In other words: Clytia Voi Mist has very bad posture. And even though she is a fashion-minded gal, she doesn't keep her clothes neat, wearing them even if they are covered in folds and wrinkles. Not to mention that she doesn't wear shorts under her skirts. Yet, despite this, Clytia still gives off a natural model-esque aura around her.
She does like keep her hair zetta neat at all times though. . She only has two hair styles, one that she uses most of the time, and the other when something's up. Hair style number one: pony tails. Not high up like what grade schoolers sport, but low, like drooping low. When pony-tailed, they rest on her shoulders, front-view, not sashaying at her back. Hair style number two: loose. When Clytia is either in a rush or preparing for a party, she feels that it would be normal to let her hair down. Her hair is incredibly straight, thus she doesn't look messy even when she just lets her hair loose. She also has bangs, straight cut in front and, to the sides, her bangs grow long, sort of excentuating her face more.
Over-All Personality:
☆ boyish {like said}
Clytia is boyish. Her fashion sense may say otherwise, but she is. She loves playing pranks and running around. Her poise also reflects this. She slouches, never keeps a straight back, tends to indian sit even in the comfort of a chair (with arms fixed together on her feet), yawns and stretches her arms like there's no one there. That being said, it's likely to see her hanging out with boys rather than girls. That or maybe the few boyish girls like her.
☆ flirty {is playful}
No, not like a Paris Hilton sort of way, but rather in an "I'm going to play around with you" sort of way. Clytia's kind of flirty is where she'd tend to hang and fool around with you. By 'fooling' around, that would mean she'd go and mess around with you, maybe fool you into thinking that she is, in fact, into you. Another thing about her is that she may sometimes also flat out tell you that she likes you, or call you "cute", or hug you, a strange tendancy of hers, but usually that wouldn't mean "like-like" or mean anything entirely significant.
☆ loud {let's make a riot}
Clytia is far from the shy and reserved type, in fact, she rather hates those types of people. She loves hearing her voice and her friend's voices. This is one of the reasons why she enjoys parties. Clytia also makes it a point to make sure that she's heard-- loud and clear. She has a belief that the louder, the more life there is (which isn't that wrong).
☆ tough {like a diamond}
She's up for anything. She isn't one to back-out from a challenge. It isn't exactly a good thing, but Clytia always finds a way to pull through out of difficult situations. She knows that she's tough, and she likes it. Playing in the dirt, high kicks and fights give her the excitement she loves in life. Unfortunately, sometimes these 'fights' do get her into big, big trouble. Still, She isn't fond of laying low, supposedly, it's boring in her book.
☆ fashion {...loving}
If you didn't get the hint yet, Clytia loves fashion to bits. She'd make it her profession if she could. Designing clothes, looking good, making other people look good make her happy. It's both a hobby and talent of hers, if she were to say so. She also carries a bad habit of straight-out fixing people clothes if she sees a button loose or anything similar.
☆ stubborn {very}
This is not a good part of Clytia, but it's something that's there to stay. She's very stubborn and finds it rather hard to admit defeat or that she's wrong. She also finds it hard to accept apologies, no matter how shallow the fault may be. She also, in turn, finds it even more difficult to apologize to anyone. Another thing about her is that she may find it hard to suddenly change habits especially if it's something that's been there for awhile.
☆ bitchy {yes, please}
Clytia has a high tendency to sound and act like a bitch. And honestly, you aren't that off track if you think so. Clytia is a high-class bitch when it comes being one. She can bad-mouth you at first glance. Though she calls this being frank.
[Social Links]
Parents:
`` Avignon Voi Mist
`` Asia Voi Mist
Siblings:
``none
Friends:
``Xaix Reagan
Rivals:
`` none at the moment
Relationships: ×ll. ♥ Xaix Reagan ♥ .ll×
[RP sample]
Clytia walked passed several students who all raised a brow at her. Well, fuck. Like Clytia was one to care. Her skirt went with the wind, revealing a bit of skin. The brunette didn't care to 'fix' this problem though. Instead, she just kept on going. It was a pity to most people that today was a pretty windy day. The only thing that was bothering her was that the wind was going to mess up her neatly fixed hair. She let out a groan. Her shoulder bag continued to bounce as her steps quickened. This girl had someone she was going to meet. Clytia whipped out her phone, flipping it to open, checking if there was a message. None. The young girl groaned again. Hopefully her babe was there already.
As she continued walking, her footsteps getting louder, the chains on her boots rattling, she could see the entrance to her school. A roll of eyes was necessary. She hated the part where she was going to have to 'learn'. It was a useless waste of time. To her anyway. And the ass teachers that were there, she hadn't met any of them yet, but she knew she wasn't going to be able to stand them already. Anyone who would try to lecture her was off her good list and into her bitch list. Mother fuckers. By the time she was done going through the random thoughts, she found herself already inside Yasogami High. She scoffed. At least it didn't look that bad. It could use a bit more improvements, but she'd live. Leaning against a wall, she took her phone out again. Still no message. Well, she was like ten minutes early. "Fuck this." She said, impatience clear in her voice. Scrolling down, she looked for the number of a particular person. "You Douche! Where the fuck are you?" Jeez. What was taking Xaix so long to get to such a rural school anyway?
[Additional Info]
Your Alias: Clytia/L-tan
Other Characters: Ken Amada bitches ;D
How would you like us to contact you? pm, msn:bucklefire@live.com
Author notes: Nothin~
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