Dorothy Miller

[DOROTHY MILLER]

DorothyRebeccaMiller.
what's up, Winterthorne? I'm Ace,
and I'm applying to your FANTASTIC
little site. I'm 15 years young.
I've only been roleplaying for little less than 2 years
long, but you can still count on me to be
the FUN one.



thissong'sfortheemokids.
( withthepunkrock,rockabillyscreamolids )

name , Dorothy Miller
nicknames , Dot, Dotty, etc.
age and year , Sixteen years young
sexual preference , Straight
birthday , April 12, 1851
species , Fallen Angel
occupation , Student, works at a clothing store
powers ,

Anima-manipulation: Anima is a type of energy that all living and non-living things have in them; however, not all people can see it as it is invisible to the naked eye, but there are certain people who possess the power to see it. Users are able to create weapons such as staffs as well as spheres that are sort of like projectiles. Anima can also create barriers to block certain attacks.

Flight: Well…she’s an Angel so…But her wings are a light black.

Healing: Another power bestowed upon Dorothy thanks to her Anima. It can heal various wounds by transferring her Anima into another person, but it can be fatal to the user.

Seeing through objects: The ability to "sense" other people’s Anima’s and view surroundings even with a blindfold, also allows users to view through some objects

butdamnyoulookgood.
( andI'mdrunk )

height , Five feet and six inches.
weight , 115 lbs
tattoos and piercings , None
best feature , Pretty, big eyes.
general , The most striking feature on Dot would probably be the aforementioned big, blue eyes that seem to brighten in contrast with her long blonde hair that falls down to her shoulders. She has porcelain white skin that’s only ‘marred’ by a few beauty marks here and there on her body. Dot is rather petite thanks to a high metabolism that keeps her on the thin line between underweight and normal. In fact, thanks to her small body some have even said that she looks ‘doll-like’; however, most people think this is ‘freaking adorable’ while some find it…just plain creepy

She usually wears stylish clothes – but doesn’t go by what is in the magazines, instead just throws a cute outfit together and runs out. They’re usually affected by where she’s going, for example she isn’t going to wear tight, uncomfortable shoes on a long walk, and instead she’ll wear comfortable, nice-looking sneakers or shoes. She likes looking nice when she goes out, but in her dorm room she’ll just dress up in sweats – nothing fancy. The two things that Dotty will never be seen without on her are hats – usually Fedoras - and necklaces. She has a thing for the different styles and types of hats as well as the cool designs of necklaces and charms.


playby , Allison Harvard

littledeathsinmusicalbeds.
( soitseemsI'msomeoneI'venevermet! )

likes , Going out, Driving, Good food, Basketball, Fedora hats, Procrastinating, Classic literature, and High places
dislikes , Rainy Days, Crying people, Windowless rooms, Bugs, Mathematics, Dirty Clothes, Rats but NOT mice, and Broccoli
strengths , History, Quick, Knows her Classic Literature, and works well under pressure.
weaknesses , Mathematics, Studying, Not strong, Shy when it comes to striking up a conversation with a stranger
fears , Bugs, Rats, and being ‘ostracized’
quirks , Likes to fingerpaint, needs all hanging photos to be straight, writes freakishly small to ‘save paper’.
secrets , A little insecure about her small breast size, Feels guilty for what she did even though she knows in the back of her head that it was ‘just’.
general , The first aspect of Dorothy’s personality can be characterized by one animal: The bunny. She is gentle, a little shy at first, and kind; all these would be expected of an Angel – but it’s rare for a Fallen Angel to keep these traits in spite of the sins they’ve committed; however, Dot has, and this is because she knows in the deep, dark recesses of her mind that she was ‘just’ to do what she did. When you get to know her though, Dot is actually quite bubbly and perhaps a little awkward. She can never seem to say the ‘cool’ thing rather she says something sort of dumb or weird. Dorothy is dense and accidentally enraptures other people with her eyes and her personality at a glance. She doesn’t mean to; however, she knows that she’s quite cute but thinks no one else really notices.


Although Dorothy is gentle, kind, and all that jazz, when push comes to shove she is actually formidable. Despite the fact that she isn’t strong, she makes up for it with speed, thus the nickname ‘twinkle toes’ by some of her classmates. She tends to dodge and sidestep attacks and rarely punches back, leading some people to think that she is a pacifist when she really doesn’t want to waste time with petty fights. In fact she aims to get her opponent tired before tripping them or something and then running off. Though when things get serious and down to the wire she begins to use her Anima to attack her enemy.


The Arts and Classics keep this Fallen Angel busy during her precious free time. She enjoys finger-painting and reading Classics like Catcher In the Rye or The Odyssey. She likes to read slowly, to make the story last longer but is capable of speed reading when trying to make a deadline. The odd thing is that she actually listens to more pop and rock than you would expect an artsy person to, in fact most think that she would have Bach or Mozart on her ipod when she actually has things one would hear on popular radio stations.

Idon'tcarewhatyouthink.
( aslongasit'saboutme! )

favorite cereal , Captain Crunch
deal or no deal , Deal if the odds are good!
if confronted by the living dead , Faint or Freak out probably!

wordsofwisdomfortheweary.
( seewhogetsitintheend )

hometown , Upper Realm ((…?))
family , Charlie Karnessy(Father), Merissa Darr (Mother)
pets , None!
best memory , Using her Anima correctly for the first time.
worst memory , Being banished from Heaven
history , Dorothy was born into a high-ranking family in Heaven. From birth she got what she wanted and was actually quite spoiled for the first segment of her life. Her parents were always working so the servants acted as her caretakers, feeding her, teaching her, and spending time with her. In fact Dot came to actually feel like the servants were her family, and her parent’s ‘serious talk’ of money and furniture and other trivial things didn’t help. Among her favorite servants to spend time with were Marcus and his twin sister. They were all around the same age so they played together often, in fact they were almost like the three musketeers. Falling outs are bitches though, when the line between Dorothy and the twins became clear thanks to her parents ‘laying down the law’ the twins became quite cold to Dot.


At that, Dot was miffed but before she could say anything to them she was sent away for training. Her parents had sent her off to train with an elite master to become a Demon Hunter – like her Father was. Her master whipped her into serious shape, he beat the spoilt attitude out of her and her submissive, gentle personality appeared when he became more careful with her at the request of her parents – they didn’t want him to be too hard on her.


This is when her Anima began to develop, she had claimed to see the vibrations given off by both living and inanimate objects around her when she concentrated hard enough but she hadn’t been good enough to actually conjure enough of it to form weapons and the occasional sphere to shoot at her enemies. Her Teacher was also an Anima Master so he taught her; however, the training never finished. Her master wasn’t the best-behaved Angel, he had plotted against the higher-ups when he was younger – and that plotting was just coming out into the open. It wasn’t long until a group of Angels came to kill him themselves for his actions.


They succeeded, and Dorothy retaliated. She killed them all with her Anima, a weapon the other Angels who killed her master weren’t expecting. With blood on her hands, Dorothy was judged in court for what she did and obviously pleaded guilty, which got her banished from Heaven. So, down on her luck, Dot wandered the Human realm – just chock full of curiosity, for she had never traveled to the world of Humans. The inventions they had, the language, the clothes – they all fascinated her. But this was temporary, she soon blended in with Humans and adapted to their ways – she even changed her last name so she could blend in even more! She of course hid her wings and powers from them all, but that changed when she stumbled upon the school.

we'rethepartyyou'rethepeople.
( let'smakethisnightaclassic! )

password , what password?
sample post ,

As the sun slowly rose over the horizon, watchers squawked as they circled around the famous Ostrheinsburg castle, looking for an intruder or anything that wasn't supposed to be on the grounds. Their ruby red eyes scanned the grounds as they flew together and evenly spread out. When the sun was only crammed in between the horizon and the half-day mark, one flew out of the formation with it's wings folded slightly. It swooped down toward the castle and a hand outstretched from behind the protection of one of the merlons that adorned the castle walls. The raven leaned back and landed softly on the outstretched arm of its master. Although no legitimate words were traded between the two, the girl holding the raven understood exactly what was going on within her master's domain. Tira scowled, her personality changed from Jolly to Gloomy, she let her servant go and picked up Aiselne Drossel and wore it so one side was on her right shoulder while the other touched her left hip.


Tira broke off in a brisk run toward the eastern wall, where the intruder was said to be headed to on a sizable raft, used for transport of goods, floating down one of the many waterways that surrounded the castle. Her hand rose up to hold the upper part of her ring blade so it wouldn't hinder her movements by moving around too much. With a swift leap from the northern wall, she lands on a crenel on the eastern wall. Tira moves behind a merlon so it obstructs her prey's view of her - but not her view of it. She frowns and narrows her eyes. "What a pathetic creature you are..." She jumps down onto the raft behind the intruder, who upon closer inspection was a man in his early twenties. "I'll put you out of your misery and kill you!" She takes off Aiselne Drossel and gets into a stance.


What a disappointment, although the man's soul was excellent nourishment for Soul Edge. Tira felt no guilt as she floated along the waterway on her raft, if she had Tira probably would have reasoned that he was just as bad as her. He was a murderer, a thief, a low-life criminal, he had come to destroy her master the Soul Edge so killing him was necessary - but that wasn't the way Tira felt toward killing people. She received a thrill from watching someone in a pool of their own blood slowly heading toward oblivion, a deep and ever-lasting oblivion. Thanks to this thrill her Jolly side kicked into gear and she laughed in glee. "He looks so handsome like that!!!" Tira laughed some more once she got another look at the bloody corpse on the edge of the raft. She stood and walked over to him, with another insane grin she kicks him over the raft and he lands in the water. The man slowly sinks down to the bottom, leaving a small trail of blood behind him.


Suddenly all her watchers flew into the tunnel she had been passing though. Tira blinked as they came closer. Had they lost it?! She shouted at them to go back to their posts, but they didn't listen and for a moment she was covered in blackness. Tira turned around after they had passed and saw that they had disappeared....into a swirling vortex that the raft was headed to. Tira didn't run, for she was curious this vortex's aura was completely neutral and she wondered where it lead to. With another grin, Tira jumped in.


In a flash, Tira and her avian companions were transported to a very, very odd world. Her watchers assembled themselves and spread out over the decrepit city-like settlement she was in. Putting Aiselne Drossel back on with her hand still holding it was usual, Tira began walking through what had been the streets of this ancient city. The teen aged girl had never seen anything like this. In Europe the cities were made of wood and stone, here it was all metal - like a piece of armor, but it wasn't a pristine silver - it was an ugly and dirty-looking brown. Tira. A mangy looking cat crosses the street in front of her and disappears into a dark alleyway. She tries to sense some form of human life, but their wasn't one. It was fitting, the city had been completely demolished! Every building was in shambles with rats, cats, animals of all kinds running the place. She must have been the first human to pass by here in years - decades even!


Suddenly, Tira realizes that her master's aura was completely gone. Nightmare and Soul Edge altogether were gone, she couldn't even sense the pure sword - Soul Calibur - and all of those tasks were a piece of cake for her. She stops in her tracks and looks around curiously. Where had she been transported? Was this some other world of some sort? She calls down a watcher and orders it to search for any form of human life in this city. She sweetly sends it off with a kiss on the head and it flies off away from the group of ravens flying around her part of the torn down city. The raven contrasted with the gray sky, but alone it didn't look too out of place, but the group of them simply flying around would be risky to keep. She orders them to scatter until she calls them back, they immediately obey and disappear into buildings and alleyways. Tira wasn't worried about any animal eating one of them - her watchers were careful and could probably fend them off if it wanted to. Tira grinned at all the options she now had, she'd just have to find out!

andthat'swhatmakesmylifesofuckingfantastic.

okay, so this application
is a fusion of our old one and an
application made by AMANDA IN WONDERLAND !?
of blank pages. don't steal, cause
that's RUDE. lyrics go
to A BUNCH OF PEOPLE,
but they're not ours. and, lastly,
don't stretch the board.
it's NOT COOL.

[SAV SAVVINGTON]

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