GRYPHON;; alexandra persephone

alexandra persephone gryphon

• king of anything by sara bareilles •
• nightmare by avenged sevenfold •

•• USERNAME ;; katze.
•• GENDER ;; female.
•• AGE ;; eighteen.
•• CONTACT ;; PM or AIM.
•• EXPERIENCE ;; eons and eons.
•• PASSWORD ;; edited.
•• OTHER CHARACTERS ;;
    - zephyra aphrodite drakonia.
    - anubis bakari khaldun rameses.
    - keira nicole abendroth.

•• FULL NAME ;; alexandra persephone gryphon.
•• NICKNAME ;;
    - alex.
    - alli.
    - persephone.
    - kore.
    - pherepapha.
    - proserpina.
    - despoina.
    - aristi cthonia.
    - karpophoroi.
•• AGE ;; seven thousand.
•• BIRTHDAY ;; janurary 1st, 5000 BC.
•• GENDER ;; female.
•• SEXUALITY ;; bisexual.
•• PROFESSION ;;
    - greek goddess.
    - queen of the underworld.
    - healer.
    - thief.
    - huntress.
    - princess.
    - trained veterinarian.
    - trained doctor.
    - animal enthusiast.
•• SPECIES ;;
    - water nymph.
    - nature nymph.
    - deity.
•• ABILITY ;;
    - aquakinesis.

•• PLAYBY ;; jamie sanna.
•• ETHNICITY ;; caucasian.
•• COMPLEXION ;; alabaster.
•• HEIGHT ;; five foot three.
•• WEIGHT ;; one hundred and eighteen pounds.
•• BODY TYPE ;;
    - curvaceous.
    - slender.
    - average muscle tone.
    - bust: thirty-five inches.
    - waist: twenty-five inches.
    - hips: thirty-five inches.
    - cup: D.
    - dress size: six.
    - shoe size: eight.
    - BMI: twenty point nine.
•• HAIR COLOR ;; red.
•• EYE COLOR ;; blue.
•• SCARS ;; none.
•• BODY ART ;;
    - ear lobes pierced once.
    - cartilage of ears pierced once.
    - belly button pierced.

•• OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION ;;
    The fact that Alex isn’t human is not too hard to grasp. She has bright blue eyes that have a feline characteristic to them as well as pointed elven ears, though the later can easily be hidden by her long, thick, luscious hair. Unlike her sister Zephyra, Alex has natural looking red hair - medium orange-red auburn hair that cascades over her shoulders and down to about the smallest curve of her waist. This hair always has a healthy shine, a vibrance in color that glitters like copper in the light. Her skin is the color of pale alabaster - peach, silky soft to the touch, unmarried by any scars, a shocker really when one considers how long she has lived and what her professions have been but her healing ability has kept her safe from any permanent mars to her silky skin. Her pointed elven ears each have the earlobes pierced once and the cartilage at the top curve also pierced once. Her belly button is also pierced.

    Alex stands at five feet and three inches, on the smaller side of the female height spectrum in this day and age though it was perfectly average back from the time she comes from, and weighs one hundred and eighteen pounds, a very healthy weight for her height, putting her at a body mass index of twenty point nine. She does not really have much muscle tone and while she is slender like her sister, she is so in a more softer, feminine, helpless way. She is not a very physical person and prefers relying on her powers to protect herself rather than swords and other physical means. She is not very athletic due to this but she is incredibly flexible and fit. Her measurements are thirty-five inches at the bust, twenty-five around the waist, and thirty-five inches around the hips, giving her a perfect hour-glass figure, with a bra cup size of D. She is curvaceous and feminine, and knows it. She is a size six in dresses and her feet are a size eight. Over all, she is easily compared to a feline in human form with her grace and fluidity of movement, always stepping softly and with a lightness and silence that seems inhuman.

    Alex also has a set of retractible wings, large feathery extensions from her shoulder blades that are incredibly sensitive to touch and damage but at the same time quite strong and can easily lift her in the air. They are a simple light gray at first glance but when one looks closer, one can see strands of silver lacing the feathers on the backs of the wings. The inside of her wings, much like a bird’s, are slight different. There feathers are softer than the ones on the back, downy and incredibly soft and almost fluffy even, the silver strands more common here than on the back. The feathers are lighter in color the more to the center of the wings one goes. These wings are rather large really, reaching a max expansion of ten feet when both are fully extended and have a maximum height of about five feet. These wings are powerful, more so than they look, but soft to the touch and highly sensitive. Alex does not like anyone touching them because it is incredibly intimate for her.

    Not limited only to a human form, Alex is also able to turn into a unicorn. In this form she takes on the appearance of an angelic horse, so pure silvery-white as to appear unearthly in her beauty. She has the build of a smaller, more feminine mare but her hooves are covered like those of a Clydesdale, feathered. Her mane and tail are silky, shimmering silver-white and full, flowing over her neck and behind her in a thick cascade. Her muzzle is slightly darker than the rest of her, a dark-ish gray, while her eyes are the crystal clear blue they are in her human form. From her forehead, a slender, sharply pointed horn protrudes, almost iridescent in color but with a gold-silver tint. It has a lethally sharp point. From her shoulder blades, she can have her retractable wings from her human form extend, larger, but the same style. These wings are retractable though so while she can masquerade as a uni-peg or an alicorn, she is in fact a unicorn. Click for a visual.

•• STRENGTHS ;;
    - medicine.
    - powerful, experienced.
    - is often underestimated.
    - bowmanship.
    - hunting.
    - clever, quick witted.
    - dealing with animals.
    - swimming.
    - moving silently.
    - pick-pocketing.
    - social skills.
    - patience.
    - cooking.
    - dancing.
    - playing the piano.
    - diplomacy.
    - efficient.
    - gentle.
    - assertive, driven.
•• WEAKNESSES ;;
    - physical fights.
    - people often don’t take her seriously at first.
    - loneliness.
    - watching people die around her.
    - stubborn.
    - emotional.
    - animals.
    - ambitious.
    - rebellious.
    - distrustful.
    - can only stand so much pain.
    - money [temptation].
    - pleasure, sex [temptation].
•• LIKES ;;
    - pomegranates.
    - veganism.
    - animals.
    - water, rain.
    - bows.
    - life, living.
    - nature.
    - good food, cooking, baking.
    - money, power, winning.
    - night time, stars.
    - having her way, being right, getting what she wants.
    - good books.
    - music, the piano, dancing, singing.
    - sex, pleasure.
    - swimming.
    - physically appealing, attractive, sexy people.
    - traveling.
    - taking care of animals.
    - helpless creatures she can take care of.
    - horseback riding.
•• DISLIKES ;;
    - weapons.
    - war.
    - physical fights.
    - meat.
    - animal products.
    - animal cruelty.
    - not being in control, feeling powerless.
    - snobs, brats, stuck-up people.
    - being underestimated.
    - being told what to do.
    - rejection.
    - loss, losing, especially those she cares for.
    - ignorance, stupidity.
    - rudeness.
    - weakness.
    - betrayal, being crossed.
    - boredom.
    - pain.
    - being proven wrong.
    - stress, tension, awkwardness, paranoia.
    - not knowing whats going on.
    - sports.
•• AMBITIONS ;;
    - not dying.
    - keeping up with the times.
    - keeping up with modern affairs, politics, etc.
    - finding someone she can trust and perhaps love again.
    - gaining more solid stability.
    - honing her abilities and talents.
    - seeing animal rights being given more freely.
    - enjoying life, being happy.
•• FEARS ;;
    - death.
    - helplessness.
    - losing her power, becoming mortal.
    - allowing herself to love again.
    - losing those she might grow to love.
•• SECRETS ;;
    - has memories of children and a husband but no faces.
    - how much she hates sports.

•• PERSONALITY ;;
    Ali is a very gentle female, feminine and caring in nature, even docile at times in appearance. She is beautiful and gracious and thusly is unlikely to make enemies where she goes, but deep down, she is actually a very driven woman and does not take no for an answer. If she has set her mind to something, she will put her foot down and not budge... And that is when you see a part of her that would not appear quite so gentle. Imagine Ali as a mother bear, protective and ferocious of those she cares about when they might be in danger but gentle, patient, and caring as long as everything is well. She has a very strong love for animals and it is quite likely you will find this ancient deity out in the forests, flitting through the trees like the nymphs of mythology, speaking with animals and caring for those who have become injured. In fact, one of the things that Alex is so well known for is her love for animals and how she will take injured or abandoned animals in and take care of them. Animals lie very close to her heart and the very sight or thought of one being mistreated makes the mother bear in her ferocious with anger. If you are between her and an injured animal, you had better beware.

    A long time ago, Alex was a huntress. It was her means of survival, meat being the only source of food she was really able to nourish herself with, but she always thanked the animal afterward for sacrificing its life for her own and preying for it. She was and still is a very skilled archer, bowmanship her one and only weapon of choice. She dislikes and avoids violence unless it is necessary as well as disliking sword fighting and knives and guns in general. She believes sword fights to be tedious and a waste of energy and guns to simply be unfair, so she prefers to rely on her special abilities and trying to make peace over battles. She despises the wasteful loss of life in wars and has grown rather hateful towards humans in general. She was a doctor and healer for a time but as the human race evolved and became more “civilized,” their tendency for war and disorder made her drop the profession and turn all her attentions to helping animals instead. She has all but turned her back on man kind and views them as inferior vermin who do not deserve to be helped. To her disgust, they even replicate and breed like vermin, multiplying at a rate that seems to go against nature.

    But Ali is not unkind towards humans. She does not torture them or cause them unnecessary pain. She simply does not go out of her way to help them and will be the one to slit a human-in-pain’s throat before wasting her energies healing him or her. Despite all this, she is still amiable and understands the need for amiability and decorum, blending into the human race as best she can and making sure she is well educated and up to date on the world’s affairs. She loves the finer things in life; money, wealth, good food, as well as dancing and music. Her love for animals and her hate of cruelty towards them has lured her into becoming a vegan, avoiding eating any sorts of meat or animal products like its the plague. Despite this though, she is still a marvelous cook and looks to make food - though not anything using meat and only the eggs the chickens she keeps provide her will since she knows her chickens are well taken care of - by her after all - and there was no cruelty involved in getting it.

    Good books are also always a welcome distraction for Ali and she enjoys sitting down on a rainy day by the window with a book, finding the soft pitter-patter of the rain against the window pain quite soothing. But while Alexandra may appear the epitome of the accomplished female, she has a fiery side to her that is quite passionate and sexually motivated. She’s a bit of a romantic and simply loves grand gestures, but she is also into the more physical side of love - passion, enjoying sex and pleasure just about as much as her sister, including her love of beautiful, attractive, and sexy members of both sexes. She does have a tendencies to play “hard-to-get” at first because she wants to make sure someone really wants her before jumping into anything. She enjoys being “chased” rather than be the one doing the “chasing.”

•• HOMETOWN ;; crete, greece.
•• ACCENT ;;
    - originally greek.
    - picks up on accents around her.
•• LANGUAGES ;;
    - latin.
    - greek.
    - italian.
    - german.
    - french.
    - english.
    - gaelic.
    - spanish.
    - smatterings of most other languages.
•• WEALTH ;; insurmountable.
•• RESIDENCE ;;
    - a villa in crete.
    - a condo in paris.
    - many others around the world.
•• MOTHER ;;
    - some ancient cretan woman, long deceased.
•• FATHER ;;
    - some ancient cretan man, long deceased.
•• SIBLINGS ;;
    - some sisters and brothers, long deceased.
    - zephyra aphrdodite drakonia.
•• EXTENDED FAMILY ;;
    - perhaps many, she hasn’t kept track.
•• PETS ;;
    -

•• HISTORY ;;
The Beginning:
    Starting in 7000 BC, farming settlements had begun to appear in the area of land now known as Turkey. After settling along the coast, some groups sailed across the water, carrying their domesticated plants and animals with them, to settle on the islands between Turkey and Greece. Among these people was Alexandra’s family. By 5000 BC, they had established a colony on the large southern island of Crete. They did not keep track of dates of birth back then, nor did they have months for which to name a birthday, merely seasons, and even these were called something else back then. But based on her memories of the time, the weather, and the festivities, and a need for a birthday, lets just say that she was born on January 1st, 5000 BC, just before the beginning of the Bronze Age and writing. On this fateful day, her mother and father were gifted with their third child, a beautiful, red haired, pale blue eyed girl; born just an hour after Zephyra. Unlike her sister, Ali was much more docile and friendly, doing as she was told and helping the women of her tribe gather food and tending to the injured. Even back then she had a soft spot for animals and could often be found trying to coax a rabbit from under a bush to pet it or singing melodies with birds.

    Around the time Ali was six or seven, her father, upon seeing how skilled Amya was with a bow, attempted to teach Ali to hunt as well. She proved to be very skilled with a bow, her marksmanship better than her sister’s and even better than her father’s after a while. But Ali did not like this occupation. She hated taking the life of innocent beings for her own survival and thusly pretended in front of her father to be inadequate at the job. He quickly dropped the pursuit and Ali returned to the more gentle way of life of the women.

The Meteor:
    Some time around when she was physically what we would consider 16 years old, Ali was out gathering some nuts. She was sitting below a tree taking a break and enjoying the soft touch of the sun on her cheeks, listening to the mocking-jays jabbering away above her when she saw a huge mass come crashing to Earth with a thunderous roar, terrifying all the animals away. Ali was far enough away to not be injured by the blast but the ground shook roughly enough that Ali lost her footing and fell to the ground. Shocked and confused, Ali blinked several times and wondered what on earth it could have been. She headed out to inspect the source, curious and intrigued but also somewhat frightened. Walking silently through the trees, Ali peeked out from behind a tree... and saw that a huge crater stretched out before her, the trees that had been there completely demolished and devastated. By getting this close to the crater, Ali unknowingly got infected by the virus that had been released into the air. Unsuspecting and frightened by the large devastation before her, Ali fled back home, forgetting her basket of nuts and berries far behind her.

The Changes:
    At first, there were very few changes. Ali heard of the suspicions going around about her sister Amya but was afraid to go near her. The red hair was a sign of the devil and demons and Ali feared that her sister had become tainted by whatever evil fell from the sky, completely unaware that she had been infected herself. She had no idea until the day that her entire home was set on fire and almost everyone she knew was murdered in cold blood. That fateful night after Amya’s banishment, Ali couldn’t sleep and had gone out for a walk in the woods. Everything was quiet... almost too quiet... And then the screams began, echoing through the night in eerie howls. Terrified and afraid that some kind of monster was out in the dark, Ali ran home... But before she got there she could smell the smoke. As she broke through the cover of trees, a huge inferno was engulfing the village. Out of the corner of her eye, Ali caught the site of her sister, arms raised, like some kind of demon releasing the wrath of hell, sending the flames after their neighbors and family. Ali screamed and ran towards her, begging her to stop... Zeph didn’t even cast one look at her, appearing to be in some kind of fury-induced trance.

    Looking around frantically, Ali hopelessly tried to help people... but no one survived and after a short moment when Ali had left her side, Amya vanished into the night and Ali never heard from her again. But that night, Ali discovered her own powers. As she was running through the smelting hot inferno, a blast of flames leapt toward her... And out of reflex, she raised her hands to defend her face. Water appeared out of apparent thin air and dissipated the flames before they could touch her. Shocked, Ali tried to call up this ability again to douse the flames... but it didn’t work. The whole thing was hopeless. Everyone was dead.

    Being a rather practical, although frightful, being, Ali was now on her own and was forced to leave her home since birth and find a new way of life. At this point she was glad for the training her father gave her as it was her only way of survival on her own. She wandered the forests for a couple of years, taking refuge in abandoned caves and sleeping up in trees. She sought out the company of others, over time discovering more abilities and becoming more powerful.

The Man Without a Face:
At one point, when she had evolved into a nature nymph, she fell in love with a man, married, and even had children. He was a very powerful god and she had been drawn to him like a moth to a flame, inviting the inferno that engulfed her... They were happy together... But something happened not long after she had settled into this life... She woke up several centuries later, lying on an alter in a deep cavern, light flickering around her, men in hoods chanting in low voices in a language that she could not understand. She could not remember anything, not how she had come to be there, not even her own name. Only a voice. A low, masculine voice that told her to run, to escape. This voice was familiar. She loved that voice. She would listen to it. The men around her continued to chant, some kind of magic started to crackle in the air around her. Terror filled her with urgency and she leapt off the alter. The hooded men around her let out cries of surprise, obviously not expecting her to wake up, giving the young looking woman enough time to escape.

Confused and bewildered, the young woman who did not age ran, dressed in nothing but a white flowy dress, through runnels, through dark trees, until eventually passing out not far from a farming village. A young man stumbled upon her there and instantly fell in love with the beauty, carrying her home to his family where his mother instantly took her under her wing. Ali drifted in and out of consciousness for a couple of days but eventually was nursed back to full health, the color returning to her cheeks, strength back to her body as her healing ability finally kicked back into gear. The family that took her in helped her upon realizing that she didn’t remember anything, showing her how things worked as she had missed several centuries and didn’t understand much of the new technology around her, even if she had remembered who she was and where she was from. After asking her her name, Ali responded without thinking that it was Alexandra, Alex, or Ali. Memories slowly returned over time; her name, her past, her abilities... To this day she has remembered almost everything... except the man who’s voice echoed in her dreams, a dark sultry voice that makes her body respond with the simplest of words. Only a voice. Never a name or a face. Only a voice...

The Next Couple Millennia:
Time passed. Ali left the family that had taken her in after realizing that she wasn’t normal, fearing that there was something more going on with her and her memories than just simple amnesia. She wandered the world, spending time here and there, eventually returning to Greece, Rome, and Crete, re-jogging more memories but never the ones she really wanted back. She found herself feeling like something was missing, but just continued living, masquerading as a princess for a while in Rome upon marrying a second son, but as the prince aged and she did not, and the fear and awe of the subjects grew too much, she left once more. Her healing arts become renowned but she stopped helping humans around the time of the industrial revolution and turned her attentions sole-ly to helping animals and keeping nature safe, hiding sections from humans to keep them from shoving more and more animals to extinction.

Past Few Decades:
Ali has returned to Greece once more and has been blending into the population, though avoiding it primarily, and continuing going about her own business. She’s been taking in more animals than ever and nursing them back to health, generally annoyed with the humans and their conceited ways. When the virus spread and more people like her began to show up, she didn’t pay them anymore head than she had before. What were young humans to a being as old as she? They were foolish humans, now with an invincibility complex. They annoyed her even more. The hunters bothered her a little more though, and she was wary of them, hiding her identity more carefully now, but never giving them too much thought.