Post by Hiccup on Jul 2, 2012 23:56:16 GMT -5
Name: Crona
Age: 8
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Image:
Key/Lock Holder: Maka
Brief History: (AU time, whoo!
)
Crona was born the son of a witch known as Medusa. His days with her weren't very pleasant, though, as his mother treated him cruelly and didn't give him many opportunities to just be himself. Some time after he turned eight Medusa performed an experiment on him and replaced his blood with the melted down demon sword known as Ragnarok, forcing the pair of them to be stuck together. It was after that that Crona learned that she would begin training him. He underwent harsh training that usually resulted in his being locked in a dark room when he couldn't perform and being beaten up by Ragnarok in retribution for that punishment. He couldn't take it anymore. So, in the dead of night after training, Crona ran away from home.
He briefly stayed with a young woman named Marie after leaving home, but his existence wasn't the greatest because he still didn't quite know how to interact with other people. Timid little boy barely knew how to deal with Ragnarok. How could he be expect to deal with others? Well, the question seemed to answer itself in the form of a strange letter with a key inside it. It was inviting him to an island to play a game. Crona didn't quite know what it meant, but decided to go anyway. What was the worst that could happen?
Sample Post: Dark blue eyes appeared fixated on the golden key danging in front of him. Crona had been sitting in his room for quite some time since coming to the mansion and he had decided he wanted to figure out what the key was for on his own. That had led to him just staring at it in the hopes that it would reveal its secrets to him. So far, though, the little pink-haired boy had learned nothing. Maybe the key was meant to unlock some secret passageway! Or... maybe he really did have to interact with others to figure it out.
I can't do it. I just can't...
On the other hand, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. There had to be kids his age there, right? Otherwise he wouldn't have been invited to play.
Age: 8
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Image:
Key/Lock Holder: Maka
Brief History: (AU time, whoo!
)Crona was born the son of a witch known as Medusa. His days with her weren't very pleasant, though, as his mother treated him cruelly and didn't give him many opportunities to just be himself. Some time after he turned eight Medusa performed an experiment on him and replaced his blood with the melted down demon sword known as Ragnarok, forcing the pair of them to be stuck together. It was after that that Crona learned that she would begin training him. He underwent harsh training that usually resulted in his being locked in a dark room when he couldn't perform and being beaten up by Ragnarok in retribution for that punishment. He couldn't take it anymore. So, in the dead of night after training, Crona ran away from home.
He briefly stayed with a young woman named Marie after leaving home, but his existence wasn't the greatest because he still didn't quite know how to interact with other people. Timid little boy barely knew how to deal with Ragnarok. How could he be expect to deal with others? Well, the question seemed to answer itself in the form of a strange letter with a key inside it. It was inviting him to an island to play a game. Crona didn't quite know what it meant, but decided to go anyway. What was the worst that could happen?
Sample Post: Dark blue eyes appeared fixated on the golden key danging in front of him. Crona had been sitting in his room for quite some time since coming to the mansion and he had decided he wanted to figure out what the key was for on his own. That had led to him just staring at it in the hopes that it would reveal its secrets to him. So far, though, the little pink-haired boy had learned nothing. Maybe the key was meant to unlock some secret passageway! Or... maybe he really did have to interact with others to figure it out.
I can't do it. I just can't...
On the other hand, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. There had to be kids his age there, right? Otherwise he wouldn't have been invited to play.
