@KZOMBI3 nice and when placing it in the post how do you do that?
so when you find the font etc that you like you would generate it and click on the "embed" option. it'll give you 3 link options you're going to want to use the "BB code to embed image in forum post" --- since that's what this site uses. - from there you come here, and just paste it. I like mine to be centered so i
fontmeme thingy here
and great way to see it is to go to my Rowan post in the IC and click on the "raw" button at the top right of the post and it'll show all the code and stuff used
+ Opinionated | Open Minded | Supportive | Intuitive - Stubborn | Impatient | Flighty | Temperamental ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ α p p є α r α n c є ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵
Tall and lithe, toned and athletic, she wields a dancer's balance and a swimmer's body. She works extremely hard to be as skilled in her hobbies that she is and welcomes any and all challengers to try her. She was a lot more self conscious of her height and weight when she was younger and growing up --- however, since she's worked hard and put forth the effort to be healthier in both what she does and what she eats, she's shed the weight she wanted and works to maintain it.
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‣ Crass, Electric and mood at times. Willy-nilly and all over the place but with a limit. Unless she opens up to you, she can come off as bitchy and rude. Which, she is. She just chooses her actions and how to display them correctly. She is the polar opposite of her twin sister - though they share some similarities. Fox will most likely be the one to run in head first to a situation and take what comes next instead of thinking it through and coming up with a plan.
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D'lia is a dark-skinned young woman, on the lighter spectrum naturally. However, due to her consistent exposure to the sun her complexion fluctuates. Growing up, D'lia sported long, curly sable lock; flowing freely like the waves of the ocean on a deserted beach. It wasn't until she grew older and due to an unfortunate incident, she had to chop it all off; eventually getting to the point where she opted to shave her head.
Tall and lithe, toned and athletic, D'lia wields a dancer's balance and a swimmer's body. She works extremely hard to be as skilled in her hobbies that she is and welcomes any and all challengers to try her. she ends up mopping the floor with 'em in the end... She was a lot more self conscious of her height and weight when she was younger and growing up --- however, since she's worked hard and put forth the effort to be healthier in both what she does and what she eats, she's shed the weight she wanted and works to maintain it.
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s k í l l s & w є α k n є s s є s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ѕтяєиgтнѕ ➽➽➽➽ Morphix a sea foam green colored liquid composed of water molecules that can morph into any shape or form desired. D'lia can create a variety of solid structures (weapons and shields). She can use Morphix as both a solid and liquid substance. D'lia is able to manipulate the consistency of the Morphix forms --- such as, bouncing rubber, flowing liquid, sticky goo, insulation barriers, super-powered counter-attacking walls, and more. ➽➽➽➽ H2 WHOOA D'lia is able to generate and manipulate bubbles, foam, and slime that can bombard her opponents and immobilize them. She can manipulate most forms of liquid, such as water and drinks. As the Fairy of Waves D'lia is able to manipulate various aspects of the oceans such as shifting the tides, controlling ocean currents, and generating tidal waves. She also possesses some weather-related abilities such as generating rain and hail storms, creating clouds for defense, summoning miniature hurricanes, and causing rain fall ➽➽➽➽ Mermaid Additionally, D'lia is capable of separating water molecules to allow beings to breath underwater and protect them from oceanic pressure and the cold that comes with it. Being the princess of the Ocean Planet, D'lia is very skilled in many water sports such as swimming, surfing, and windsurfing, but is also a skilled dancer. ➽➽➽➽ Badass She is well versed in basic, first-level spells that all fairies can use, such as telekinesis, transmuting objects, and fixing minor messes. She is the most physically gifted of all the others, but she is also capable of keeping up with, if not surpassing the Specialists, often demonstrated through her knowledge of various sports such as rock climbing, wind riding etc. D'lia is capable of holding her own in physical combat as she has been seen holding back a mutant and also being the only one of the Winx capable of fighting on par with Tritannus even kicking him in the chin in the process.
ωєαкиєѕѕєѕ ➽➽➽➽ Patience is a Virtue... That She Doesn't Possess Her biggest weakness is being impatient ➽➽➽➽ Flirty Kinda the reason why she's single right now... oops ➽➽➽➽ Overconfident D'lia is overconfident in her abilities. And although she is a certified badass, she can and will get full of herself and slip up. It's only natural.
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♡ Hip Hop & Rap ♡ Water related anything ♡ Dancing
☒ Sunburns ☒ Water Pollution ☒ Having to be stuck inside
t r í v í α ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽➽ D'lia likes to explore and goes off on her own a lot in order to adventure and examine everything ➽➽➽➽ She collects seashells and has a fairly decent sized collection ➽➽➽➽ Super body positive ➽➽➽➽ D'lia likes to skinny dip and honestly prefers it; though not everyone of her friends are comfortable with it, so she humors them ➽➽➽➽ Has a red line tattoo around her upper left arm ➽➽➽➽ Her nipples are pierced as well - she got them done when she was 15 - had to hide that from her parents ➽➽➽➽ She's recently gotten out of a long relationship - her first and only fxf relationship that didn't involve just sex... she's still a bit salty about the whole thing; but will never openly admit to being hung up on her...
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Cordelia Hali, more notably known as D'lia, is the Fairy of Waves and possesses water-based abilities.
It was annoying to say the least, any time Rowan was "summoned" by Jonathon Morris. Just because he supplied her with an abundance of hired work didn't mean he owned her. So when the rapping at the door of the small room she rented stirred her from her slumber, she was less than cordial to the one on the other side. The person spoke, obviously not caring that they had disturbed her, "Mr Morris wants you in his office as soon as possible," and with that she could hear the heavy footsteps retreat at an ungodly pace. A smirk crossing her ethereal features. It would have been unwise to remain at the door of a pissed and groggy assassin's door.
That was nearly five hours ago and the reason of her summoning was to 'Keep me company,' Morris' words. Rowan, in any other mood would have fought against his wishes not giving a shit about what it is he wanted of her. Though, her tune was easily changed the night before when she was given free range of the booze and quarters he so generously prepared for her. 'I'm strictly here to observe... for now,' she continued to remind herself as she took internal notes on all the souls that waltzed through those heavy doors to speak with Morris. In the time that she was there, Rowan was privy to a myriad of bodies coming and going from Morris' office ranging anywhere and everywhere from drunkards, common whores, junkies looking for their next Parem fix and the like.
However, there were a select few that caught her attention and instead of her just leaning against the back wall, shrouded in the shadows, eyes closed in boredom and disinterest; she was alert and focused.
A young man, no younger than herself if she were to be honest, tanned skin - that she could discern even in the low lights of Morris' office gazed at Jonathon, lighting a bushel as their conversation began. While they spoke, Rowan focused in on his features. He was too familiar to her and the fact that she couldn't place him in her subconscious, was annoying her. Something that doesn't happen to Rowan Tallstagg. Morris mentioned a job and a merchant's place and an explosion? Why was this all news to her. She would have broken out of her hiding spot to hit the man upside the head, however giving away her position too soon would be unrewarding at best. So, she kept quiet, though leaned forward, ears open and listening.
As soon as the room was cleared and it was just the two of them once again, Rowan emerged from shadows a scowl gracing her features as she glared daggers at her... employer. "The hells Morris," a hand slammed down on the top of his mahogany desk, ink well jostling and nearly tipping over onto some important looking files. "Why wasn't I consulted on a job? Hells, why haven't I been given anything aside from your personal guard?" Her tone was acidic, yet calm. If it had been any other patron of the bar they would have submitted to her line of questioning. But this was Jonathon and he knew her and her tricks too well.
Their conversation was soon interrupted when a lower tiered lackey, one that she had recognized as a regular during her nightly recon as she sipped her ale in a dark and shadowed corner booth. Jonathon motioned for his employee to enter and get settled, turning to Rowan, "You're more than welcome to stay, or if you would like, enjoy some food and ale below." The newest warm body that joined apologized, lightly dipping his head and body out of the way as she sauntered her way out of the office calling over her shoulder, "You and me, Morris, we aren't done yet."
A nice cold ale sounded too good to pass up right about now.
𝓗𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Ruari Maddox 'Madds' is the youngest member of the O'Connor Clan of Dublin, Ireland. Her family is large and vast and covers all across Ireland, Isle of Mann and even some locations within Scotland and G. Britain. They run, along with some other familial help, the largest distribution of paraphernalia the United Kingdom has ever seen along with being a part of the Irish Mob and past ties with the IRA helps a lot in this department.
Lachlan O'Connor, her father, was a runaway when Quinn Tavers met him and picked him up off the streets. At the time, Tavers was just a runner, someone lower within the ranks of the mob and in the whole smuggling and distributing system - but he had panache and tenacity. So, eventually, when the higher ups *ahem* were no longer in power, the rights fell to Tavers and his first order of business was to employ the young Lachlan. It was through Tavers that O'Connor learned everything and owes him his life and so much more. Tavers is like a father to him, which makes him like a grandfather to Madds and her siblings.
Madds is extremely close with her brothers and doesn't so much care for her sister - or her sister in law. Madds doesn't really get a long with other women due to the pretense that she thinks most women are all frilly and girly and shouldn't be doing anything that the men are a part of. Which she disagrees with 100%. This stems a lot from her exposure to how the women in her family act; which is to say they want little to nothing to do with the business aspect and would rather just enjoy time to themselves - reaping the benefits of said business and status'. She on the other had, has always been interested with what her father and grandfather do and accomplish. Wanting to be in the thick of it all, seeing and understanding the inner workings. However, she isn't one much for the political games that are played and much rather prefers 'getting her hands dirty' all meanings intended.
Maddox likes to be in the thick of trouble and is usually the cause of such chaos. A lot of the time, her social status alone gets her into trouble and it's her brothers, father or grandfather that would usually bail her out of whatever shit she got herself into.
Her oldest brother, Declan O'Connor, was in line to take over the empire when their father kicks the bucket, but he joined the IRA *Irish Republican Army*. And that isn't something one can just do without repercussions. Lachlan was furious when he found out, however now he uses that to his advantage. So, thus the torch then passed to his next son, Murphy. It was made explicitly clear that Lachlan didn't want Aoife to take on the business 1. because she couldn't do it since she didn't care enough to know how it was run and operated and 2. he just didn’t want her to.
Hence, Murphy in line to take over has started being groomed to take over. Though she loves her family, Madds doesn't think Murphy is the right fit for the position. She feels that he isn't mentally prepared to take on the responsibility the alternative is her and she definitely does NOT want the responsibility. Madds is quite content with being in a high level position and doing the dirty work. She thinks the rights and honor should go towards her uncle or cousins. They know how to politic it up a whole lot better and to be honest, that's where ALL businesses are going now a days.
Maddox has a fear of forgetting. Forgetting things in general, memories, people, places etc. Dementia and Alzheimer's runs rampant in her family and she's seen some adverse effects take hold of her mother, who was diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer's. Forgetting little things here and there and it isn't too severe, but it's got Madds terrified. Her family and memories are her everything, she is scared to lose them. It isn't something, however that is public knowledge - if anyone found out they could use that to their advantage against her and her family and all that they have worked for. While attending Schwanenkönig Akademie she makes damn sure that no one knows of her family's illness. The pity isn't welcomed and neither are nosy spies in training trying to blackmail her with that
She will not take kindly to it and curb stomp them
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Rowan is a mysterious and ethereal beauty.
Standing just about average height, her body lithe and adorned with subtle curves. Her hair, recently chopped to her neck in an asymmetrical fashion, long bangs that reach the tip of her nose should the locks fall in her face. There is a scar traveling from her forehead down to her eyelid on her left side - a result of a very eventful, heated, fuck-kill situation. She likes to tell people that she obtained it from a hit. not entirely a lie Also beneath her left eye are two birthmark blemishes that clearly give her away when she first meets someone who knows of her and her accomplishments. A dead giveaway, but she finds them rather charming
Her eyes, a piercing frosty steel color can bore into someone's soul in the dead of night and would still shine brightly. If the light catches her eyes just right they take on the color of the lights around her and she looks almost demon like. A terrifying sight to behold before one's untimely end.
Rowan keeps her nails trimmed, but long enough and sharp enough to use as weapons and do some damage, should she need too. They are also almost always painted in a dark - more like black - color.
Both ears are pierced three times and house small, metal or bone, studs. The bones are typically bird related; or some kind wild animal's canine. Along with her piercings usually bird related, she is never without black feathers somewhere on her person. And around her neck are two necklaces; one a metal made small blade like shape - the other - a crow skull threaded with a taut leather cord.
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▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Silent but Deadly No one never truly knows when and what she's going to do. But make no mistake - she will take down anyone that stands in her way without an issue. ➽➽➽ Feathered Touches Her bladed weapons are coated with a poison that when coming in contact with others will cause them to feel a sense of weightlessness, as if gravity has betrayed them. Their limbs feeling heavy and limp, knocking back their equilibrium and making it extremely difficult to counter or attack. ➽➽➽ Marksmanship Because her main weapons are thin and small in comparison to swords and other longer bladed weapons - she has honed her skills in accuracy and precision. Being able to hit a bulls-eye with extremely accurate at high distances. ➽➽➽ Birds of a Feather Meeting and working alongside Jonathon Morris has been the best, ideal gig Rowan could have ever landed. However, due to the nature of personalities these two share with one another it has been observed that they're interactions are always the extremes. Either extremely good or extremely bad. Rowan enjoys his company and vise versa, but they know how to get under each other's skins and push all the right and wrong buttons to get their way. ➽➽➽ Succubus Skilled in the art of gathering information, and completing hits, by seducing and flirting with her victims with ease.
▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Psychopathic Tendencies Raised as a killer, to infiltrate, kill and destroy - it desensitizes a person. Not to mention, she enjoys it and she's hella good at it. Tends to leave one alone; or at least untrustworthy. ➽➽➽ Untrustworthy To be fair, she is just as untrusting of others as they are of her. ➽➽➽ Bit of a Hothead Like most people, Rowan has a breaking point. And when she gets there... oh boy, watch out. Wouldn't want a trained assassin pissed off at you, now would you? ➽➽➽ Unpredictability isn't Always Best Policy Even though you know what you're gonna get when you employ Rowan, she is still a wildcard. So, just make sure not to warrant her coming after you.
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♡ smell of gasoline ♡ dark chocolate ♡ sex ♡ torture, anyone? ♡ birds
☒ being the center of attention ☒ when a kill is too easy ☒ being wrong - a rarity. ☒ being told how to do her job
✧ her affinity is the crow ✧ knives and other sharp blades are her forte ✧ enjoys drinking and gambling; always prefers sitting in a corner ✧ she people watches
Although it is unknown where and when she was actually born, Rowan's origins begin with an organization hidden in the shadows called the Flight of the Bird. She was raised exclusively as an assassin, for the Flight specialized in forming contracts with powerful people of prestige and dispatching assassins to eliminate important targets - and so she began killing at a very young age. Within this organization, Rowan was known only by her codename: Falcate. Due to her upbringing, Rowan became utterly inured to the sight of death, eventually becoming so engrossed in her ability to kill without experiencing any remorse or conflicting emotion that she started to become dependent on killing for the stimulation it provided. By the time she was nine, she had already killed enough to earn the title of a "Bird of Death".
Rowan was taught how to fight by a woman in the organization, Zona Aldithley, who raised her and was known as her Mother Bird. When Rowan had grown older, she was forced to kill her mother figure in order to perform the 'Sky Burial', as a rite of passage. The trauma of killing her mother figure caused her to distance herself from others and refuse to build personal ties in fear of having to relive the experience once more. Later, she was placed under the command of a man named Thaddeus Kipps, whose own group dealt with missions involving VIP assassinations, an "extermination and clean-up of the escort". Her resulting mental issues made her an unpredictable force and she commonly caused 'accidents' on the field. This caused her to be looked upon and treated scornfully by the other members as a plague. Her skills, however, proved far too valuable to do away with.
During an assignment, there was an issue, where members of a rival gang got the one up on a lot of the Birds, burning Kipps alive - killing him - and dissolving the chain of command. Inadvertently, Rowan was freed, and inexplicably drifted into the custody of an adoptive family. It was this family that gave her the name Rowan. Although she struggled to adapt to the average life, Rowan ruminated on the new freedoms that were provided, and decided that this new life could possibly be acceptable. However, her peaceful, new found existence did not last for long. After she was scolded for releasing the youngest daughter's pet bird, she murdered her entire foster family in a blind rage. Finding that she could not live without the fundamental excitement of inflicting death on others, Rowan began a wandering lifestyle, and heartlessly killed any who crossed her path. To show that she was no longer a tool to the organization, she chose to keep the name her adoptive family had given her, giving her old codename to her weapon(s) instead.
During her travels she came across many a gang and organizations that, upon meeting her and witnessing her talents and skill, have hired her for her expertise. There isn't one particular group that Rowan aligns herself with. But if she were to choose The DimeLions is where she can truly let loose and spread her wings; as it were. The major downside to it all is there is this thick tension between her and Jonathon Morris. And although the adage states "Bird of a Feather" that isn't always the case.
they are constantly butting heads and at each other's throats
That isn't to say that she doesn't enjoy his company and the way he runs his gang. There's definitely something more to their relationship. Even if it's unspoken.
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