Post by Houka Ryuu on May 23, 2010 4:48:28 GMT -5
CHARACTER PROFILE
UPDATED AS OF IC DATE AUGUST 5, 2011
UPDATED AS OF IC DATE AUGUST 5, 2011
Name: Samari
Birth Date: September 17, 1993
Age: 18 Years Old
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual, Prefers Males
Origin: Benden Weyr of Pern
Rank: Wherhandler
Weyr: Rocky Weyr
Appearance: Samari stands at five feet and six inches, and weighs 120lbs. She is lithe and lean, though a bit top heavy in her opinion, with long thin runners legs. She has a long neck and graceful thin arms. Her shoulders are narrow tapering to a small thin waist. She is usually very coordinated but can trip on occassion.
Samari has long red hair that falls down almost to her waist. Her hair is usually falls straight down her back. However, there are times that tiny ringlets near the ends of her hair will be noticed here and there. Her eyes are an emerald green that seem to glow from within when seen at night like a star in the sky. Her skin is a cream color. Evidence that she does not go out and spend time under the sun too much. Her cheekbones are bold and her frame seems fairy-like.
Long delicate fingers can be observed from her hands. On her right ring finger, she wears a silver ring with a jade gemstone embedded in it. The ring was given to her back on Pern by some close to her. She likes to wear a lot of loose green dresses. One peculiar thing about Samari is that, you can almost always see her barefoot. She would only wear any sort of proper footwear for really very important occasions.
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Personality: Samari is a determined person and rather bold in doing things that she wants to do. There is no saying no to Samari for she'll do anything to get her way. But once she's all calm and sober, she turns shy when dealing with confrontations. (OOC: Will work on this as I RP her.)
History: Samari was a Weyrbrat of Benden Weyr who was never fostered out. She was born between Greenrider Arina and Brownrider S'myk, formerly known as Samyk. She was brought up by her parents with all intentions of her becoming a Candidate when she was old enough to Stand at a Hatching. A month before her fifteenth birthday, Samari Impressed bronze flit Orn. If not for Orn, Samari would still be fantasizing about being a dragonrider. However, Orn's pestering of others with his tricks was just too much and Samari hoped that she would never have to Impress a dragon which was just a bigger version of Orn.
And so, as if destiny concurred with Samari's decision, one night on her fifteen birthday, as Samari was walking towards the Hatching Grounds, she heard the call of a Gold wher whose clutch was about to hatch. Enchanted by the call, Samari dashed towards where the Gold wher was. Seeing the clutch of eggs visibly rocking, she asked the Gold wher for permission to approach the eggs. As she was granted permission to approach, one of the eggs had hatched to reveal a gold wher hatchling. Samari fell in love at the sight of the little gold wher and slashing her hand across a sharp rock, she held out her bleeding hand towards the Gold wher hatchling. Samari enticed and pleaded with the little Gold wher to "taste her". After a few minutes of contemplation, the little Gold wher approached Samari and tasted her blood. A few laps later, the Gold sent to Samari, Samaarrsk is my name. You are myprettyone. Myprettyone! Mine mine mine!
As time passed, Samarsk and Samari grew ever closer with each other. However, one night after the Gold wher had matured, Samarsk screamed at Samari about everything being flat. Fearful for her Gold wher's well-being, Samari took Samarsk to see the Wherlingmaster at Benden Weyr. After a physical check-up, the Wherlingmaster announced that Samarsk have developed a defect. Finding out that Samarsk now had lost her depth perception was a shock and Samari thought that she may have to part ways with Samarsk. Taking pity on the two, the Wherlingmaster brought Samai and her gold, Samarsk, to see F'lar. Flar then told them about Rocky Weyr and about those with defects that get sent there instead. Upon hearing such news from F'lar, they were delighted that they didn't have to be separated from one another.
While Samari shared quarters with the other Wherlings on Pern, she had made friends with a male named Toran, of Bronze Torsk. The night before she left for Earth, she received the silver ring she now adorns on her right finger. Toran had given Samari the ring and asked a promise of her. "Never forget Torsk and I. Send your flit with updates. Take good care of Samarsk." Thus with a tearful farewell to her friends and parents, Samari joined the others, Weyrlings and Wherlings, that were to be taken Between to Earth.
A couple of months on Earth weren't much to make Samari forget about her home back on Pern. At times she wondered about Toran but she was usually distracted by the males that were with her on Earth. Samarsk even had a liking for one of the Bronze Whers, Iggesk. Samari found the man decent enough but still wasn't too certain whether she had any feelings for him. Samarsk's Maiden Run has passed and to no surprise in Samari's opinion, Samarsk was caught by Iggesk, Iggent's Bronze Wher.
Samarsk's Maiden Run resulted in a clutch of 6 eggs. At the Hatching, of the 6 eggs, one proved to be a dud and never hatched. The others all hatched into a Bronze, Brown, Blue, and two Greens. However, one of the Greens turned wild and before she could be put to death by Iggent, for Samari could not do it herself, the government intervened. As far as Samari was concerned, the wild green wher is currently living in safety and comfort in some government facility away from human contact.
Not too long after Samarsk's hatching was over, Samari attended a flit hatching at Orn's insistence. And at the hatching, Samari found herself Impressed to a blue flit whom she named, Zed. It has been five months since Zed's hatching. Where Orn was a tricky pest, Zed had a sour personality and usually had no patience for Orn's pranks. Samari sure had her hands full keeping the peace between the two flits. It was enough that she vowed never to attend any flit hatching no matter how much Orn pester's her sleep about it.
Name: Samarsk
Color: Gold
Color Code: #BCAC1C
Impressed on: September 17, 2008
Age: 2 Years Old
Size: 15 feet long
Rank: Gold Wher
Physical Description: Samarsk is a large gold wher. Her coloring is mostly that of an old tarnished gold. She has a pale white gold mask and a stripe running down from her neck all the way to the tip of her tail. Her wing membranes are a golden yellow color. She has beefy hindlegs that enable her to stand on two legs when needed as well as to jump further than most golds. Samarsk has a length of 15 feet and a wingspan of 22 feet and 6 inches. In addition, her height when standing on all four legs and taken at her shoulders is, 5 feet.
Defect/Injury: Loss of Depth Perception (Due to strabismus)
Personality: Gold Samarsk is a Wher through and through, with all the tempers and mood swings involved. But she is nothing more than a lap dog when Samari is around. She even tolerates the bronze Orn, who is a tricky pest in the opinion of most. She takes her defect in stride, but is still getting used to it. She may often wake in a panic due to the loss of depth perception.
Status: Healthy
Hatching Scene: She was cramped and her once safe and secure place was no longer ideal for her. Impatient to get out she pushed at her shell with all her might. Her efforts were rewarded when the shell gave way and scattered around her in pieces. Now that she was out of her cramped prison, she was hungry. She sniffed around for something to eat and tried to ignore the voice that was calling out to her. However, smelling something good, she followed her nose to the same person that had been calling to her. Approaching the person, she swiped her tongue on the blood and decided she liked the taste of it. As she continued licking the blood of the person, a sense of a bond began to form within her mind and with a push of her mind, she sent her thoughts through the tentative link, Samaarrsk is my name. You are myprettyone. Myprettyone! Mine mine mine!. And with that, Impression was made.
Dam & Sire: Unknown
Name: Orn
Color: Bronze
Color Code: #91831C
Impressed on: August 17, 2008
Age: 3 Years Old
Size: 36 inches
Physical Description: Orn is among the smaller-sized bronze flits. His color is almost goldish but with darker bronze bandings/stripes on his forelegs and back, enough to differentiate him as a Bronze and not a Gold. His wing membranes are thick and green veins can be seen through it. To date, Orn is 36 inches long with a wingspan of 60 inches. When he stands on all fours, he is 9 inches tall at the shoulder.
Personality: Orn is a tricky pest in the eyes of most, and this is rather true. When around other flits and people he acts out, pulling hair and switching people's heads as he flies by. However, when in the company of Samari and Samarsk he is calm and loving, enjoying especially bathing and oiling.
Status: Healthy
Hatching Scene: He was not entirely ready to come out of his shell. However, his egg was knocked over by another egg and the result was a crack on his shell. With a sigh for the loss of his comforting home, he pushed out of his shell through the crack. The effort to push through has made him hungry and with a kreel of hunger he lumbered away from the mound of eggs looking for a meal. It was then that he was discovered by His. His, being raised from a Weyr knew what to do, soon had him full and content. In the interim, His had named him, Orn.
Dam & Sire: Unknown
Name: Zed
Color: Blue
Color Code: Main #2b11f2 Marking #8e82ff
Impressed on: Week of April 10, 2011
Age: 1 Year & 4 Months Old
Size: 32 inches
Physical Description: Zed is a small-sized blue flit. He mostly has a blue-color hide with lavender-color stripes going from the top of his head to the tip of his tail, as well as at the back of his forelegs. Zed has grown to a length of 32 inches (2 ft. 8 in.) with a wingspan of 53 inches (4 ft. 5in.). When he stands on all fours, he is 8 inches tall at the shoulder.
Base Personality: Sour Personality
Status: Healthy
Dam & Sire: Green Maria and Blue Thief
Hatching Scene:
The egg with the blue tail sticking out began rocking again as the hatchling resumed its attempts. More shell fell away as a wing erupted from the egg. Then, without further delay, a leg popped through and the egg shattered completely. The little blue squawked angrily at the bronze Orn, as if he knew what the bronze had been thinking moments before. Then he looked around, almost as if confused about what was happening. He chirped at the redheaded woman near him, then flew clumsily to her shoulder. He crooned at hisSamari with red whirling eyes.
Clutch: Maria the Green's Clutch
Note: This profile used to be owned by Samari. Unfortunately, Samari had decided to leave Rocky Weyr.
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