SALVATORE, Asana

[Asana Salvatore]

[Asana Anarchy Salvatore]

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We've been dreaming
But who can deny,
It's the best way of living
Between the truth and the lies.

Have you seen what's happening out there
Have you even bothered to look

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Your name: Qntal
Time zone: Eastern
Other characters: None
Codewords: Nubbins

Turn them against each other
And back into our arms

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Full Name: Asana Anarchy Salvatore
Name Meaning/Origin: ----N/A----
Nick Names: A / Anarchy / Sana
Age: 19
Date of Birth: December 21, 1992
Gender: Female
Race: American / Romanian
Member Group: Heroes
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Canon or Original: Canon
Custom Title: ' Are we too blind to find the way? '

The powers that be can't help you now
Only you can help yourself

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This section is for those with powers, humans should skip it

Powers: Illusion - A's power is very unique in it's own way. What do you come up with when you hear the word illusion? Magicians, swirly little black and white things, rabbits coming out of hats? Well, try to expand on the subject and really think deeply. A's illusion comes with more depths than what you expect to see. She has the gift to reach out with her mind and to 'grab' your worst fears from your mind and make you see them as though they are truly there. You will not be able to see anything else, hear anything else, or physically feel anything else as you are held within the magics grasp. The illusion magic will hold your mind tight in it's grasp so that it appears you are experiencing your worst nightmare. The magic can be powerful enough to kill you if you die in the illusionary world because your mind thinks you are dead, and then you are dead. While a opponent is feeling the magic, they are either standing still with glazed eyes or sitting down and clawing at their eyes and mind, trying to break free of the strong hold she has upon them.

Another aspect of the power is that A can take out your dreams and such and let you experience them. She is not the kind of girl who is cruel and will make you face your fears. If you are having a bad day, or if you are feeling bad, she will let you live your sweetest dreams or wishes to bring your spirit's up. The world she makes up are colorful and beautiful, and actually feel if you are standing in the real place. Though, like I explained earlier, her magic can be fatal if you fall too deep into the depth of illusionary. Growing too attatched to the magic can be a serious mistake, so A tries to use it as little as possible on one person's mind.

The last aspect of the illusionary magic is that Asana can make you feel and hear things that you wound never actually hear before. You could be in the amazon rain forest and hear the cries of a jackal or african wild dog. You could be in the ocean and hear the cries of a eagle or the hoot of a owl. Asana's magic can confuse the mind, and the senses until you are weary of trusting those senses the body relies on. The illusionary magic is powerful, so try not to fall to far in it's depths.

Weaknesses:
Alas, all powers have a deep weakness. When she stops using the power of another, A is very dizzy and usually sleeps for a couple hours, experiencing untold agony as a reciprocation for using the gift on another's mind. Some may call her power useless because of this, but A does not think so. She thinks that the reciprocation is fair because she has 'raped' ones mind with each use of her gift. Another weakness is that A cannot use the gift on more then two or three opponents at a time. No one really understands why, but it could be that the magic strains at the seams of her mind and that she cannot hold the magic on many powerful minds of her opponents without serve reciprocation.

Anything else: The illusionary magic cannot be used repeatedly on a mortal/immortal/demi-mortal without causing slight insanity or damage to the mind.

You are dirt beneath our fingernails
Your very breath is a gift from Olympus

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Hair color & Style: A has brown hair, with a white lock on the right side of her temple. Her hair is layered thickly, and rolls down to her shoulders in straight, silken waves.
Eye color: Pale, copper gold.
Skin Tone: A honey cream that is lightly tanned by Apollo's sun.
Height & Weight: A is five feet six inches and weighs one hundred and fifteen pounds.
Build: A is a slim, but well formed girl. She has good C cup breasts, which she is proud of. She has a lean stomach, small hips, and long, lean legs that end in small feet. A is muscular, but not to buff that she appears to be a male. Her figure is curvy enough, but not to much that catches a guys eye and keeps them looking.
Scars & Tattoos:
The Scars;;

• [Number 1]A has a fine amount of scars that blemish her natural beauty. One scar starts from the left side of her temple, travels down her cheek, and brushes right at the end of her jaw. The scar is thin, and a pale color that stands out against her darker skin tone. It was aquired from the first battle, a griffen catching her unaware while she used her magic.
  
• [Number 2]The second scar starts from the left side of her belly, crosses over the soft flesh, and ends at the right hip. This one is slightly larger then the first, and more noticeable then the first, because it is a milky shade of white, not the light cream shade of the other. This is a recent scar, not the fading one of the first.
  
• [Number 3] The third and last scar is across her right calf. The scar is three, long thick scars created from the swipe of a large feline. The scars are still a bit red and puffy, for they are the most recent of her wounds. The scar will not open up anytime soon to bleed, but the wound does ache and give a jab of pain from time to time. Her leg sometimes goes numb and fails her, so that she cannot run or even jog.
  

The Tattoo's

• [Tattoo 1] The first tattoo is placed upon A's back and around her hips. It is a wyvern, with its head brushing the nape of her neck, the body running down her spine, and the tail wrapping around her hips. The wyvern's wings curve around her ribs, and meet below her breasts. It's color is a deep, deep rustic maroon red. The edges are lined in a pale black with silver tints.
  
• [Tattoo 2] The second tattoo is a heart with a bow and arrow running through it that is upon butt. No one can seat it because she does not go around mooning people. The color is a milky blue, the arrow that is, and the heart a vibrant pink.
  
• [Tattoo 3] The third and final tattoo is a wolf paw print on her lower back. The color is pure black outline, with silver claws and a slate color for the inside. She has that marking because she favors the wolf and canine animals.

Other:

• Clothing Style - A wears black, white, red and white tanks tops that show a bit of her stomach, but not much. She wears camo pants that are low on her hips, and cover the top of her black combat boots. Her hair is left down, but a pair of black sunglasses are usually on the top of her head.
  
• Jewelry - None what so ever. She thinks they get in the way.
  
• Piercings - Ok, so A has one piercing beside the regular ear piercing. Her belly button has a small piercing with a crescent moon dangling it from a half of a inch long chain. It's silvery blue in color and gives people a next perspective of her.
  
• Posture - A is usually leaning against a wall, or sitting down with her legs spread out. The usual posture for a girl such as she.
  

Contemptible children
You need to be reminded of the order of things

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Occupation: Artist
Place of Birth: Constanþa, Romania

History:
Asana was born on December 21st, 1992. She had a twin brother when she was born, but he was still born, so Asana grew up without the important piece of herself. Her twin would have been as powerful as she, maybe more so, but he was dead and in the hands of Hades. She felt as though part of herself was missing when she was a baby, always crying and wailing for her bubba, or brother. Her parents were spooked, because they did not think a newborn such as she would know that she had a brother. The doctor said that maybe because the babies had shared a womb for nine months that they had forged a mental bond and with one dead the other was feeling the loss as greatly as Vaia. The parents were shocked, but then they sprang into action, doing their best for their newborn baby girl.

At the age of two, Vaia noticed a problem with her baby girl. Asana would not stop crying, wailing, or such if her parents left her alone. It seemed that she had filled the loss of her brother with the need to be connected with her mother and father. This caused quiet a problem at first, because both parents had a busy job, but then her mother decided to take her daughter to the art studio where she worked. A pen was created in one corner near the window, where sunlight streamed down to shine upon the baby who played with blocks and giggled. Her mother would smile each time she glanced at her baby girl as she sketched multi-million dollar paintings that many favored or adored. Some sketches were created after A in her toddler years and sold out quickly.

At the age of eight, A was kidnapped for ransom. Since her father was the prime minister and a billionaire, the group of people thought they could get millions off of A's dad. Little did they know the little girl was planted with a tracking device. Within the span of nine hours, the girl had been found, the kidnappers killed and taken under arrest, and the child returned to the safety of her parents. From then on, A was placed with four security guards who went to school and outside her heavily guarded home. At first A was weary, but then she got used to and adored her four security guards. They adored A because of her sweet nature and loving smiles.

At thirteen, A graduated high school. See, A is a intelligent young girl in technology. She passed high school with flying colors, taking in college credits with each elective she took and honors classes she was assigned to. At thirteen, she was the youngest college girl, but she did not mind as she took in everything she could learn about computers and such, so that she reached a level of being able to build a comp, hack into any website or software, create websites and such. She was a technology genius and many wanted to hire her, but instead after graduating college, A took some art classes then built her own studio and become a artist like her mom. She built a website for her art and sold them online. She grew a bit famous, but not much.

At the age of eighteen, something happened within her. A sleeping gift awakened within her. It was a shock at first, but something clicked as 'right'. When a group of teenagers appeared, she did not hesitate to join them on their journey. When they battled a griffin, Asana fought valantly though she was no fighter by heart. She used her new gift to bring down the griffins, but while losing concetration, the griffin's claw grazed her cheek, clicing open a wound that would scar. Another swipe got her on the stomach, this one a bit deeper but not fatal. A dropped out of the battle, but not without helping her allies greatly.

A healed over time, not minding the scars at all. Instead of going home, she built a new studio to stay close to her 'friends'. She might be the outsider and all, but they had slightly accepted her. Some did not know what to make of her, while other's are weary. She doesn't mind at all.

Look into their eyes
To see where evil lives

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Descendant of: Apate
Mother: Vaita Salvatore
Father: Requiem Salvatore
Siblings: None
Other Important Relatives: None
Marital Status: Single
Ethnicity: Romanian - White
Wealth/Social status: Rich - Father is Prime Minister
Detailed: Asana is close to her family, or she used to be. Before this war started, she had always been seen around her mom and dad. She never left their side, always at social events or parties her parents were invited to. She wore the dresses, learned to communicate and act out in public, and became a well liked young woman in Romania. When the others came for her, she instantly stepped forth, shedding her glamour life for tanks, camo and boots and to act of a warrior. She see's her parents from time to time, but not so much anymore.

Never give up
Never surrender

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Likes:

• Reading
  
• Sports
  
• Communication
  
• Peace
  
• Helping the 'team'
  
• Being useful
  
• Swimming
  
• Wolves / Dogs
  
• Technology
  

Dislikes:

• Using her gift
  
• Dating
  
• Love
  
• Cats
  
• Mud - She is a girl...
  
• Boys staring
  
• War
  
• Being treated as a child
  

Fears:

• Darkness
  
• Small places
  
• Do not laugh - vacum cleaners. She had a bad experience, ok?
  
• Death
  

Weaknesses:

• Physical Fighting
  
• Physical Strength
  
• Stamina
  
• Defending her mental mind - Her shields are loyal because of her 'gift'
  

Strengths:

• Illusionary
  
• Technology
  
• Running
  
• Communication
  

Quirks & Habits:

• Sketches every new nightmare / dream she 'aquires'
  
• Sleep - Waling ;; Do not ask for details
  
• She talks to herself - Her mind has it's own way of speaking to her, like a concious, and she carries on a conversation with said concious.
  

Secrets:

• Virgin
  
• Despises love
  
• Scared of the war
  

Goals:

• Make parents proud
  
• Let the other's see she is a valuable team member
  
• Become a famous artist
  

Personality:
Asana is a good girl all the way around. She is sweet, and very kind to those who show kindness to her. Rarely does she have a bad thing to say about anyone, because that is who she truly is. Vile words make her flinch, and she tries not to hear or say them at all. You might think her soft because of this, but do not judge A because she is different from you. The feeling of pain whenever she hears a curse word might not be because of her, but because of her long lost brother. Maybe if he had been alive instead of dead, he would hate curse words while she had the mouth of a sailor. You do not know, and cannot judge A because she is not like you in likes and dislikes.

A can be the underdog at some points. She is not the most powerful of heroes, and that somewhat makes her below them in her eyes. She does not want to be the most powerful, but A wants to help her allies to save the world from the angered gods. She wants to be useful and not a added burden because she cannot fight and is a society, rich girl, not some street girl. Many might judge her because of her spoiled life, and A will not blame them. She is a rich girl by heart, and will hesitate to do what those not a privelaged as she will do. Snort in disgust all you want, but she was born to be all high and mighty, and to defend herself from the press and the people of her station. Give A a chance to prove herself, to show that she has more then what she seems to bring to the table.

A secret part inside of A is a fighter. The part of being a warrior is slumbering deep inside of her self-concious. When the time is right, when her teammates are in danger, will the fighter appear inside of her. She will grab her weapon, take it in hand, and swing with efficiency. A will protect her friends and allies with the agility and accuracy of a true warrioress, not the girl who she is right now. No longer weak but a warrior who will defend her allies until her last dying breath. Only when the time is right will it emerge, and once free, it will never go away.

Not all fairy tales
Have a happy ending

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Role Play Sample: (Please make your sample in character for the character you are applying for and not just copy-pasted from another site)

The moon was high in the sky, a wintery globe that cast a pale silvery light upon the terrain. Stars sprinkled the star, bright white lights splashing across a impossibly dark sky that gave no sign of lightening up for morning to come. A cold, bitter wind flowed through the land, through the forest and the town that was nestled in it's depths. A owl hooted, soaring through the branches, searching for a unlucky mouse that had escaped it's burrow. A deer slowly picked it's way through the thicket, shivering slightly, a fawn clinging closely to the doe's side, cold and hungry. A fox listened to the snowy terrain, hoping to hear scurrying feet of rodents that would give away their position so he could feed on their thin forms. The towns lights glowed golden against the shadows of the tree's, giving refuge to any lost stranger. The snow was deep, hiding all signs of the green grass that had been there not long ago. A sluggish moving stream snaked it's way through the forest, baring pieces of ice and thick water that was refusing to freeze entirely. A howl sounded in the distance, so mournful and sad. After it faded, the night was silent. Too silent for the creature's taste and they froze, auds searching for even the tiniest of sound. The doe suddenly darted away, the fawn following close at her daggers. The fox darted under thistle, and the owl watched from a tree as a girl walked through the forest.

She was a beautiful in her own right, not stunning but she held her own. A heart - shaped head was held high, thick tresses of light toffee brown hair falling to her shoulders in thin, silken strands. A sliver of white was near her right temple, a pure contrast to her dark hair. Eyebrows slashed over thickly lashed eyes that stared ahead with boredom. Her eyes were a pale, golden hue that twinkled with mischief and age old amusment. A upturned nose was slightly red, as were full, plump lips turned up in a slight smile. The girls skin was a light honey golden hue, a bit dark but not close to the tan of california girls. The slim figure moved with a lithe grace, muscle in the weary form. Scars collcted here and there, as well as tattoo's that were forever imprinted on her cold flesh. A crescent moon piercing dangled from her flat stomach. The woman wore a white parka, fur trimmed, over a white tank top that showed her stomach. Tight white pants clung to her legs like a second skin, and fell into fur-trimmed white boots. She was elegant and regal in appearence, but also weary of the wourld around her.

The girl stopped on a small knoll, overlooking her new home. She stared at the full moon, lifting her head to gaze at it with dark, brooding eyes. Her breath came out in a sigh, as she dug her hands deeper in her pockets. Why me? she thought, reffering to the fact that she could take another person down using her 'gift'. Well, not actually taking them down but making them incapable of fighting by any physical of mental means. They were stuck in her illusions that would bring fear and chaos, horro and pain. In some cases, her gift was fatal and that scared her. She had never been one to kill, never been a girl to bring pain upon another. Yet now the gods were angered, and her power's had been awakened. Now she had chosen to take up the mantle to fight, and fight she did, though ever breath of power caused agony to spike through her form. Every spike of agony brought her closer to death or comatose. The white streak had appeared because of her magic...and the scars. What would be awaiting her next?

Biting her lip, the girl sat down and brought her head upon her knees. She stared a head with longing mixing in her eyes, with the need to be something more then a tool, something more the a weapon to protect humanity. She wanted to fit in, to be part of the team but would she ever be accepted? A girl who could not physically fight, and whose gift hurt her with every use. Yeah, they could only see her as a burden. She was only smart in brains, and her gift was not the best but it was powerful enough to achieve some kind of respect for it. Sadly no one respected her. She was just the vessle that magic used, and no one truly got her. It was sad really, but she had accepted she would be the outsider. She always had been, and sometimes she believed she always woul be.

***** Application made by malkavian_princess @ caution? *****

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