Koda

The Tamer's Guardian [ Koda x Zurnt ]

Gosh, sorry that took so long. The last two days have been busy with me running here and there. *Le sigh*

The Tamer's Guardian [ Koda x Zurnt ]

Margaret Averson

Margaret 'Maggie' Averson

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Age
17

Beast Type
Undead

Appearance
Margaret sits pretty at a humble height of 5'4". Taking after her mother by her brown hair, Margaret took after her father with this vibrant, ice blue eyes - a more permanent thing to remember him by. She could dye the hair. The eyes however were a different matter altogether. Her fairer skin also comes from dad. Slender due to eating little rather than exercising like the jocks at her schools, she keeps her body shaped due to yoga here and there. Otherwise, physical activities aren't her thing whatsoever.

Margaret has scaring on her chest due to having a heart transplant surgery. Not many people know about it; an intentional decision on her part. While the intensity of the scar has died down, the area of the surgery is still very much obvious against her light skin. Margaret has tried to mask over the scaring by tanning her skin, but it doesn't work. Her body won't get darker than it already is.

Background

I think I'm going to stick with the premise given in your prompt that my character will be a mythology/typical monster hobbyist. Namely, she'll actively read on about mythological creatures as well as contemporary creatures. I figure she'd want to be a concept artist of sorts in the horror department, which prompts this intrigue. I'm not sure how much older we'd want to make her than your character, but if she's around the same age, she'll be an avid scholar of sorts and drawer. If she's old enough to have pursued university, she'll be studying Anthropology/History with an emphasis on anything Greek, Roman, Egyptian, etc.

With her rather unusual hobby for things seen as not feminine, I'd expect she's a bit forward and has a very high self-esteem and self-confidence level. She decides on a course of action and simply do's. While what people say may bother her at times, she brushes it off. If it's overtly rude, she'll confront the individual and seek to knock them down a few before being the bigger person and simply walking away. Her aggression is through arguments. The more she can make someone feel like an unintelligent twig, she'll do it with gusto. It fills her with glee actually. In her mind, the simplest pleb can conjure up gossip or curse someone. It takes someone with socialite upstanding to carry out a discourse and elegantly insult another through civil words. This, unfortunately, does get her in trouble from time to time.

A central reason why people are so taken aback with her is that she has the looks and the social capacity to mesh well with the cool kids - assuming I'm placing her at the age of 16. She attracts both guys and girls at her school, but she has a certain standard that many fail to meet. Namely, open-mindness mixed in with the noblesse oblige that's lacking in her current social surroundings. Also, intelligence. If she can't mentally stimulating conversations with folks, it drives her mad sometimes. If she couples with someone who lacks the intelligence she seeks, then it's simply intolerable. In a sense, she's a mixture of qualities of a geek, potential prom queen, and an ice queen when it comes to people.

Part of the reason why my character has turned out the way she has can possibly be explained by her family life. Her father died when she was about 10 and her mother remarried. She didn't like the man though he held a decent middle class job. Having no siblings, my character had a choice to either turn to the imaginative or turn to the life of delinquency. She chose imagination much to her mother's disapproval. Her mom wanted her to be like the other children though she simply was not. My character merely has acquaintances - a very rigid distinction in her book. She'll merely tolerate acquaintances. Friends on the other hand number in the few for her. My character has two friends. One of said friends being a close friend. She's less bitchy to her friends; she's an absolute sweetheart to her close friend. It's just the way her mentality developed. Keep those she cherished as close as possible, and keep those she tolerated at arms length. Her relationship with her step-dad is abysmal. The dynamic with her mom is complicated. My character loves her mom, but she hates her mom for remarrying after dad passed away.

To summarize, my character is the type to carefully vet people for a number of factors. If they fall short, she'll merely tolerate them at the bare minimum. However, if they somehow make it past her icy exterior, they'll find someone willing to help to whatever capacity able.

@Koda

The 100: Worlds Collide

@KahleenCuthald Question. Your characters are from a different world right? So there aren't elves in my character's world, yes?

The 100: Worlds Collide

"What do you think?"

Unable to rest before the moon patrol, Taiga noted the many tracks scattered about the forest floor. Someone had been here - rather a dozen or so. To pass away the time, Fenra had suggested hunting. That's what they'd be doing right about now had a villager not stopped them.

"Might be the children. Too far in for an enemy patrol. The border guard wouldn't let them in without a warning," Taiga said. She pawed at the surface beside the tracks. "Hard to say though."

Fenra frowned as she walked about. She looked at the villagers that had called them over. "How did you notice these again?"

"Was about to harvest the field. Found these instead," said the man. "Not too sure if it's anything to worry about. Just thought I'd mention it and such."

"Sound judgment," Fenra said. She crouched beside Taiga. "We should warn the head warrior. If it's kids, then all's well. If not? Then we have a problem."

Taiga nodded. Her blue eyes crossed over to the man that spoke earlier. "Can you manage the message?"

The man nodded. "Tell the head warrior that we may have trespassers?"

Taiga nodded. "Fenra and I will stay. Look around a bit more and see if anything reveals itself," she said as she looked at the middle aged woman and the child, "stay vigilant as we piece things together. You see anything, come tell us."

Fenra narrowed her eyes ever so slowly. "Understood?"

Seeing the reaction of fear from the villagers, Taiga nudged her companion. "Then go," she said to the man. "If these tracks are for the worse, the village needs to be ready."

The 100: Worlds Collide

@KahleenCuthald Oh we go back a ways. Coin tosses and I!

Can't wait to see it. I got a few hours before I have to run again haha!

Spotlight

@Saz I was waiting for that as well. Particularly Roman. But there is a post now, so I'll cook something up!

The 100: Worlds Collide

Yup! In the meantime, I've got to think of how to respond to your post. I might NPC some warriors other than my mains seeing the two near the village.

Hostile? Peaceful? Perhaps yet another grand instance of a coin toss haha! Unless you have an idea?

The 100: Worlds Collide

Morning! I've a few things to do this morning and should be back later today.

Yum or Yuck!! Game~!♪

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Never had it nor have I heard of it, but it looks quite tasty. So, that's a yum. :)

Cherry pie?

@Altered Tundra

Never had or heard of French silk pie? My good fellow/fella, that must be remedied quickly now!

Cherry pie is yum. All pie is life.

Chicken pot pie...?

Yum or Yuck!! Game~!♪

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Yummm

Apple pie?

@Altered Tundra

Simply divine!

French silk pie?