Diona Fern Silverswitch [DONE]

[Diona Silverswitch]

I CAN’T HELP MYSELF

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SAY HELLO TO DIONA FERN SILVERSWITCH[/font]


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IT’S SOME KIND OF JOKE

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SO, WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
Diona comes from the latin name for the venus flytrap: Dionaea muscipula. My mother was known for her large (and vicious) venus flytraps. When my mother was about to give birth to me, it was raining. She found shelter under a large fern. Hence my middle name. The surname, unlike most, is mine alone. One of my favorite weapons is a branch from the silver birch tree. Hence, Silverswitch.

AND JUST HOW OLD ARE YOU?

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17, 11th grade, April 12th

JUST TO MAKE SURE - MALE OR FEMALE?
Female

WHICH WAY DO YOU SWING?
I'm not fond of relationships, but if I must...males are so easy to toy with.

WHAT SPECIES ARE YOU?
I am a witch, as my mother and mother's mother before me.

WHO DO YOU MOST LOOK LIKE, AND WHY?
Nina dobrev. I have a rather tan, alluring form (or so I've been told). My hair is dark brown, long, and wavy. My eyes, though I can change them to whatever color I want, are usually a dark golden brown. My nails are long and filed into points. My canine teeth are as well. My skin is virtually flawless, save for a mole here and there.
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ALL WE CARE ABOUT IS

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WHAT ARE YOU INTO?

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Collecting herbs calms me. Mixing potions, while hard work, is often rewarding. Dancing, especially in the moonlight, is invigorating. Personally, I enjoy toying with mortal minds. It is very easy, you know. Above everything else, I watch. Few things go on around my home that I am not aware of.

AND WHAT AREN’T YOU INTO?
Romance sickens me. The Hunters aren't any better. Open areas in sunlight are also revolting. Hand to hand combat is beastly. The majority of the population bore me, at the least.

WHAT ARE YOU GOOD AT?
Witchcraft, obviously. Stealth as well. I'm very good at being sneaky. Arguments (verbal, of course) is a favorite hobby of mine. I never lose.

AND WHAT ARE YOU NOT SO GOOD AT?
Physical fight. Ugh. Compassion. I simply don't care. Romance. But I don't mind being horrible at that. Like I said, sickening.

DO YOU HAVE ANY SECRETS?
Of course I do. My mother, though most believe her dead, is quite alive. Oh, and I plan to kill as many Hunters as possible before they kill me. But that's far in the future. At least, that's what they think.

WHAT ARE YOU SCARED OF MOST? Iron weaponry. It's what nearly killed my mother and massacred other witches of my family. There are also very few (if any, I haven't really looked) spells and charms to defend against it.


IF YOU HAD TO DESCRIBE YOURSELF IN FIFTEEN WORDS, WHAT WOULD THEY BE?
I am different from normal witches. Defensive spells bore me. I prefer to attack first.
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BOTTLES GIVE ME SOMETHING

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THE HISTORY THE HISTORY THE HISTORY[/font][/center]

WHO ARE YOUR PARENTS?
Mirani Fauna Talgor (mother, 39, witch)
Horatio Edgar Smith (father, human, 43, alive somewhere but I don't really care)

DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS?
None, thankfully

ANY FAMILY PETS?
My beloved Raven, Sekhmet. She is a nice little spy and occasionally a guard. I found her as a hatchling 2 years ago.

ANY OTHER IMPORTANT RELATIVES?
None that I'm aware of.

GIVE ME A BRIEF OUTLINE OF YOUR PAST.
My mother seduced my father into sleeping with her. She never really loved him. She needed a girl to carry on the family business. After I was born, she sent him on his way, none the wiser. He never even knew what my mother was or that I existed. My mother raised me in the ways of witches. She told me stories about our past. She was also an avid enemy of the Hunters. Apparently, the Hunters knew this. They came with iron weapons one day. I was dragged out of the house. Fortunately my captor didn't know who he was messing with. But when I got back, she was gone. It wasn't until a few days later I got a message telling me she was still alive. If I disliked the Hunters before this, I loathed them afterwards.

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YES WE LIVE FOR THE FAME

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WHAT’S YOUR NAME?
Margaret/Margo

AND YOUR AGE?
17

TELL ME SOMETHING.
I'm obssessed with Ancient Egypt.

CONTACT INFORMATION?[e-mail]

AND A ROLEPLAY SAMPLE.

The birchswitch, silver, for which she was named, seemed fitting in Diona's hands. It was covered with symbols and incantations. It could become as hard as a rock or coil like a whip. She looked up at her sparsely furnished apartment. It was a far cry from the house she'd lived in just a few months before. Back when her mother's fame was enough to get by on. Now she had to work for mortals. An ugly fact.
It's alright. She calmed herself. Mother is still alive and well. The Hunters will pay dearly. She didn't know exactly what her mother was doing, but she trusted her enough not to ask. In the meantime Diona was busy with plans of her own. Dig up secrets, find the ins and outs of the Hunters. And bring their world crashing down around them the same way they had hers.

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