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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 8:43 am
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AMITYVILLE ACADEMY ENROLLMENT FORM
Name: Marigold Nicknames: Marie, Mar-Mar, up to the other character Gender: Female Age: 15
Faction: Undead Race: Canarrion - Born from the collective fear of Miner's Canaries as their tiny lungs are filled with toxic gas. Their desire to keep singing continues to beat in their undead bodies long after their hearts have stilled. i.e. Zombie Canary
Natural Ability: Toxic immunity - her lungs are filled with toxic gas, so her undead body's developed an immunity to most poisons. Acid, however, will still hurt her.
Personality: Friendly, affectionate, and cheerful, Mar-Mar is a simple ghoul. She's a little scatterbrained, inquisitive, and is naive about the way things work, having only recently risen from the grave. She's willing to try anything once.
Why are they enrolled in Amityville Academy? Marigold belonged to the lead foreman and was his sweet little bird in a gilded cage. Whenever he let her out of her cage, she would never fly too far away. All it took was a soft whistle for Mar-Mar to return and perch on the foreman's shoulder. He would gently stroke her head while she happily sang for him. Even if she missed the foreman terribly whenever he went into the mines, she knew he would come back eventually. So for all intents and purposes, life was good for Mar-Mar.
But one day, the bad thing happened.
Something told Mar-Mar she needed to get out of her cage. She needed to go outside, to go to where the mines were, to where the foreman was. She just had to, even if she didn't know why. When the man the foreman left in charge of her feeding came and opened the latch to fill her feeding dish, she took her chance and escaped.
Tiny wings beat as hard as they could as she chirped and trilled noisily. The men chasing after her never saw her go into the mines and mistook her singing for the canary the other miners brought with them. The deeper she went, the harder it became to breathe but she continued to cry and call for the foreman. Her eyelids gradually grew heavy and her wings slowed their pace as it became harder and harder for her breathe.
She figured taking a rest wouldn't hurt. When she woke, she didn't remember what she was doing there or why she needed to get out now, now, now! Frantically she began to chirp and squawk until a conveniently spelunking reaper heard her panic-stricken cries and helped calm the newly risen undead.
"A young undead like you should be in school!" he scolded.
Mar-Mar stared and blinked and when began to ask what the reaper was talking about, hands clamped her beak shut.
"You definitely need to get an education to manage that morning breath of yours."
tl;dr - Mar-Mar wants to learn the ways of being a Halloweener. And maybe figure out why she doesn't like caves or dark, windowless enclosures.
FEAR Ability: Wicked Aria ; Tainted Fang. Mar-Mar gets too into singing that she creates so much toxic gas in her lungs not even the mask can filter it out.
Physical Description:
Eye Colour: Solid Black Hair Colour/Style: No hair, completely bald, probably even brow-less too Skin Colour: Up to the artist but I'm leaning to canary yellow XD Clothing Style/Colours: Up to the artist~ The only really important item of clothing is a mask of sorts that only covers her mouth in order to filter out the toxic gas perpetually brewing in her lungs. Extra: Mar-Mar is kind of a waif in terms of body type, slender, maybe even lanky. She also has a "hook" nose so that her profile still has a sort of "beak." References: Suggestion feel free to play around with her actual skin tone and clothing. It's been several decades since she "took a rest" so have fun with exposed flesh and rotting bits and whatnot 8D the winged form in the suggestion pic is her natural form only she would be more... decayed with tiny puffs of gas seeping through the rotted bits.
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 10:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 5:18 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 11:05 am
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