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Name: Shaye Nyx
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race:Reaper
Power: Can shift to her Black Undead Dragon form, can see in the dark, can heal slightly quicker than others, can summon darklings
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 120 lbs
Eye Color: Dark Blue
Hair Color: Black with red streaks
Hair Style:
http://maihiwa.deviantart.com/art/Black-hair-70486853Skin Color: White, but slightly tan
Markings: 3 jagged white scars across her neck and 5 across her stomach
Build: Lean
Clothing- Black cargos with red stitching and ebony chains, a black shirt with a red undershirt, or anything else from Hot Topic
Shoes: Either combat boots or black and red Vans
Personality: Darkly humorous, she'll outright tell you if she dislikes you, but will help you out no matter what if she does. She enjoys fights, whether she's watching one, or in one. She may act like she slightly dislikes company, but she really enjoys it
History: Shaye was orphaned at the age of 3. Her power manifested itself, and killed both her parents. She was sent by social services to Anthonool High School when she was old enough, where they hoped she wouldn't cause death and trouble like she did at her numerous foster homes.
Mix these images together, and you have her Dragon Form:
http://sirithiliel.deviantart.com/art/S ... d-68000600http://drakhenliche.deviantart.com/art/ ... er-6566658http://super-munkyboy.deviantart.com/ar ... e-15938224IC:
Shaye walked slowly up to the new dorm she had been assigned, pausing at the steps. It hadn't been her fault she had broke her old roomate's nose.........she had touched her clothing. She slowly walked up the steps, carrying 2 large duffle bags with ease. She opened the door, and slowly walked through the many hallways, looking for her room.
12........13..........14.......15....bingoShe thought as she stopped infront of a large door with a brass 15 on it. She dropped one bag, and fished through her pockets for a key. She pulled it out, inserted it in the lock, and opened the door.
Inside was a dual dorm.........again. The school had decided that it would be better if she was paired with someone else. Her side's walls were jet black, and the ceiling a bloody crimson. The carpet, a raven wing black, looked soft and comfortable. Her posters from her own room were already up on the walls, along with her bed sheets and pillows on the bed. She dropped her duffle bags, and sat on the bed for a moment, enjoying the silence. She unpacked, setting her clothing up in the closets, and put the essentials in the bathroom. She opened a window, pushing back the red curtain. Night was falling, and soon she'd be allowed outside to see if anyone else was worth meeting on the campus.