Emily Níðhöggr ((FIN))

[emily]

:: Emily "Malice Striker" Níðhöggr ::

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:: AGE: Old as Time
:: BIRTHDAY: Named birthday as July 14
:: GENDER: Female
:: SEXUALITY: Straight
:: FACE CLAIM: Christina Hendricks
:: MEMBER GROUP: Dragon
:: LANGUAGES SPOKEN: Old Norse, Old Greek, Russian, Spanish, English, and pretty much all else, except for Chinese
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Appearance!

:: EYE COLOUR: Mild Blue
:: HAIR: Red
:: HEIGHT: 5'10"
:: WEIGHT: 154
:: TATTOOS & PIERCINGS: Ears are pierced. She doesn't have a tattoo, but she has a large birthmark across her right breast and stomach of fire

:: GENERAL APPEARANCE: Emily is a beautiful and sturdy woman. Her red hair stands out as fire does, and it matches the fire that she can produce while in both her terrifying dragon form, and in human form. As a dragon, Emily is a too-big-to-not-be-terrifying dragon that is pure black with highlights of red running through the plates on her neck and huge wings; and her eyes are flames of red.
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Personality!

:: LIKES: Smoking, creepin', flying, killing, being free of the prisoning roots of Yggdrasil, getting revenge over the dragons that left her there to be forever forgotten, men,
:: DISLIKES: Skinny little women, loud children, werewolves, other dragons, dramatic people, "overgoing" people (too talkative), drunk men,
:: HABITS: Puffing smoke without a lit cigarette, flying, scribbling on napkins, speaking Old Norse to herself, visiting pet stores,
:: STRENGTHS: One of the First, has a huge dragon form, hides herself well from other dragons, can fake emotions, strength, intelligent, flies, reflexes, the strength of her senses, beauty,
:: WEAKNESSES: She hasn't been out from under the roots since the age of the dinosaurs, technology, mirrors, Valkyries, unhealthy foods, good music,

:: OVERALL PERSONALITY: Emily is a cunning, intelligent she-dragon that knows how to manipulate anyone. Even if she is still catching up with the times, she has never been behind in the ways of any one's mind. She appears to be a nice woman who loves and trusts without question, but she is quite the opposite, and is extremely dangerous.
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History!

:: CHILDREN: Haven. Eldest child.
Rosa. Middle child.
Flamaviaro. Youngest child.

:: HISTORY: There was a period of time that the Yggdrasil's roots were healthy, and weren't gnawed on as they will be for millions of years. Known as just Nidhogg then, she was the only humanoid creature among the ancient dinosaurs that she inhabited the Earth with from the beginning to the end, when the Valkyries showed themselves to her.

Valkyries are the legendary women warriors of the gods who also claim use of magic with ease. Back when there were more then the last sisters, they had the power to stop her destruction of the southern part of Earth, and the only place that would hold her without fail; the roots of Yggdrasil.

After a devastating war between dragon and warrior that lasted for years, they finally bound her, and imprisoned her beneath the tree that is under the island know as Lycan Island. In frustration and nutrition, she ate the roots of the Life Tree.

Emily was stuck there until eight months ago when the island was found, and disturbed by the human race. The unbalance of the island's ecosystem among other things released her, much to the horror of the last Valkyrie sisters. She is now residing in Moscow, Russia, and is slowly killing off dragons that she disapproves of.
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Out Of Character!

:: YOUR NAME/ALIAS: Ginger
:: YOUR AGE: 17, 18 in February
:: CONTACT: PM, Texts to only Staff
:: ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: October 2009, so about a year and a month
:: OTHER CHARACTERS: Not yet

:: ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE: From a private roleplay site that I have.

Luana pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose with her middle finger as she frowned at Indi. If she had known that he had been offered, and then accepted, the job with the government, she wouldn't have even thought about it. But now she was there, and the money was going to be good, she might as well take the job and learn to deal with her rival. She brushed back her bangs as she sat down and crossed her legs beneath the table.

"You do go by Luana Acid, right?" The man asked. The sudden tension spike in the room had made him slightly nervous, and he wanted to get the interview over with. With a nod from her, he went on. "We expect much of you too, Miss Acid. The two best scientists in the world should be able to make this work, and make sure they are able to serve the government within reason." Luana frowned at him and stood up. "I take the job, but don't expect me to stay for long after the first is made." She turned away and walked out.

Her heels clicked against the stone floor as she went through multiple weapon detectors, flipping of a few that grabbed at her skirt and whistled at her. As she went through the glass doors and into the street of a blocked off part of Washington D.C., the wind blew her very short hair, and blinded her for a moment.
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Credits!

TEMPLATE MADE BY .:margie:. WHO SPENT A LOT OF HER TIME AND HARD WORK MAKING IT. PLEASE DO NOT STEAL OR SHE WILL SEND AN ARMY OF HUNGRY WEREWOLVES TO EAT YOU UP!

[Margie]

accepted! (: