Post by Jessy Jackson on Aug 29, 2005 11:51:05 GMT -5
Julia. The name sounds like a flower, delicate and rare, found in the exotic gardens of the world, lovingly tended to by gardeners to ensure it never loses a single petal.
Julia is a Roman name, taken from the male name, Julius. Julius is a name associated with the most famous Ancient Roman, Julius Ceaser, who died one of the most horrific and public deaths of the time, stabbed by his friends and allies.
I am proud to bear the name of the man who would have been emporer. I have worn it since my birth, yet only recently has its truth, its potency been shown. I survived the first attempt on my life at fourteen. I am always in the wrong place at the wrong time and this has resulted in my making a few enemies along the way.
I say the first attempt on my life. My present life. The first attempt was over two thousand years ago. I am an Old Soul, one born again and again, selected by the Powers That Be to give them an eternal form of amusement. It took much meditation to recall previous lives, but it has been acheived.
I came across demons quite soon after my first flee and consider them my foes just as much as those who would kill me. I have no scruples about destroying demons and a few humans have died indirectly because of my actions, but never one who did not fully deserve a thousand deaths.
I am seventeen years old and what Americans call American-Spanish but what I call Spanish. Spanish blood runs in my veins so you canno expect me to be mild and weak. I may only be a fighter but I am a good one. I've had lifetimes of experiance.
I have short dark brown hair and matching eyes. My skin is darkly tanned despite the weaker sun.
My favourite weapon is a dagger presented to me by a man who disappeared as quickly as he came. Perfectly balanced, light and easy to throw it has become my security.
Oh, and one more thing. A year or so ago, I almost collapsed for no reason in a bar. Something flowed through me and I found myself stronger, better, faster. I have yet to know what this means, for I am always moving. Everywhere has too many wrong places to be in at the wrong time.
Strengths:
Slayer
At least two thousand years of expeirince in fighting.
Weaknesses:
At least two thousand years of memories, quite a few painful ones.
REALLY bad luck.
Afraid of matches.
(((Introducing my newest character. Julia. Slayer-though she doesn't know it- Old soul and a spaniard.)))
Julia is a Roman name, taken from the male name, Julius. Julius is a name associated with the most famous Ancient Roman, Julius Ceaser, who died one of the most horrific and public deaths of the time, stabbed by his friends and allies.
I am proud to bear the name of the man who would have been emporer. I have worn it since my birth, yet only recently has its truth, its potency been shown. I survived the first attempt on my life at fourteen. I am always in the wrong place at the wrong time and this has resulted in my making a few enemies along the way.
I say the first attempt on my life. My present life. The first attempt was over two thousand years ago. I am an Old Soul, one born again and again, selected by the Powers That Be to give them an eternal form of amusement. It took much meditation to recall previous lives, but it has been acheived.
I came across demons quite soon after my first flee and consider them my foes just as much as those who would kill me. I have no scruples about destroying demons and a few humans have died indirectly because of my actions, but never one who did not fully deserve a thousand deaths.
I am seventeen years old and what Americans call American-Spanish but what I call Spanish. Spanish blood runs in my veins so you canno expect me to be mild and weak. I may only be a fighter but I am a good one. I've had lifetimes of experiance.
I have short dark brown hair and matching eyes. My skin is darkly tanned despite the weaker sun.
My favourite weapon is a dagger presented to me by a man who disappeared as quickly as he came. Perfectly balanced, light and easy to throw it has become my security.
Oh, and one more thing. A year or so ago, I almost collapsed for no reason in a bar. Something flowed through me and I found myself stronger, better, faster. I have yet to know what this means, for I am always moving. Everywhere has too many wrong places to be in at the wrong time.
Strengths:
Slayer
At least two thousand years of expeirince in fighting.
Weaknesses:
At least two thousand years of memories, quite a few painful ones.
REALLY bad luck.
Afraid of matches.
(((Introducing my newest character. Julia. Slayer-though she doesn't know it- Old soul and a spaniard.)))
