Post by Diablo on Jul 19, 2012 21:15:22 GMT -5
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You oughta know better than to bite who feeds 'ya.[/center]
name;; Diablo
nickname/s;; My Pet [By Maleficent]
age;; Appears 23
sexuality;; Heterosexual
species;; Raven
special abilties;; Shapeshifting
film;; Sleeping Beauty
I've heard enough of your forked tongue,
How do you know when the cuts are deep enough?
How do you know when the cuts are deep enough?
apperance;; In his natural form, Diablo looks like a fairly standard raven, quite a large bird with inky black feathers. In his newly aquired human form, he has dark brown hair, a rather squarish face with a sharp chin, and small brown eyes that are shaded by his heavy brow. He is tall and somewhat thin, and is stronger than he might appear, having a good deal of lean muscle.
personality;; Diablo is nothing if not loyal. It would take quite an effort to even get him to consider turning away from his mistress, Maleficent. He is obedient as well, at her beck and call, ready and willing to carry out her orders. Because the other members of the council are Maleficent's allies, Diablo is bound to carry out their orders as well, though he usually does so grudgingly.
Diablo is quite prideful, to the point of a fault, and strongly dislikes being shown up by someone more skilled than him, no matter what skill it happens to be. He is also quite the snob, usually refusing to deal with anyone he sees as below himself-that is to say, most people. He is intelligent as well, skilled at solving problems. Even as a bird he could out think Maleficent's goons-though that was a rather easy feat.
family;;
-Maleficent - Mistress
history Diablo has been Maleficent's familiar for as long as he can recall, since he was a mere hatchling. He's certain there must've been a pair of ravens who were his biological parents, but by now, they're likely long dead. Maleficent's magic has allowed him to live far longer than a normal raven would, and he is not sure of how old he actually is. He apparently stopped aging while he was young, his human form that of a young man in his prime.
He has helped his mistress through all her schemes, being the one to discover where Princess Aurora was hidden in her youth. He accompanied Maleficent when Hades came to recruit her for his plans, soon gaining a human form as a gift from her. He was pleased with their triumph in creating their new world, and was named Maleficent's second-in-command once things were getting settled, a position he takes quite seriously.
I know you and your cons,
Your petty little bombs,
But who will you blame your troubles on now?
Your petty little bombs,
But who will you blame your troubles on now?
your name[/b];; Emily (Silver)
age[/b];; 20
contact/s[/b];; PM
Lyrics Credit[/b];; Little Bombs - Dashboard Confessional
RP Sample[/b];;
Diablo flew down just beyond the fortified walls of the Eventide Castle, shifting smoothly into his human form as he neared the ground. He pitied the others his mistress and his allies had changed-they would be unaware of what they could do now, that they could shift back and forth between their original forms and their new human ones. It would likely take them months to figure out that they could-if they figured it out at all.
He had been sent out at his mistress's command, to watch the area surrounding the castle and make sure that no one burst in uninvited and unannounced, to keep out the rabble. After all, the castle was the only stronghold about-it was natural that the inhabitants of the Wicked Kingdom would turn there first for answers to their questions. Unfortunately, they would be getting none.
It was a job that Diablo's mistress might've put in the hands of her minions, but she had the good sense to send her loyal pet instead. Her minions, after all, were complete imbeciles. Diablo wouldn't be surprisec if they personally any one who asked past the castle walls.
Already, when he had been in the air, he had spied someone moving towards the castle. It was for that reason alone that he landed, ready to head them off when they came. Hearing footsteps drawing closer, Diablo smirked. That was fast.
He had been sent out at his mistress's command, to watch the area surrounding the castle and make sure that no one burst in uninvited and unannounced, to keep out the rabble. After all, the castle was the only stronghold about-it was natural that the inhabitants of the Wicked Kingdom would turn there first for answers to their questions. Unfortunately, they would be getting none.
It was a job that Diablo's mistress might've put in the hands of her minions, but she had the good sense to send her loyal pet instead. Her minions, after all, were complete imbeciles. Diablo wouldn't be surprisec if they personally any one who asked past the castle walls.
Already, when he had been in the air, he had spied someone moving towards the castle. It was for that reason alone that he landed, ready to head them off when they came. Hearing footsteps drawing closer, Diablo smirked. That was fast.
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