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Avalon
Ava, Av, Avs, Starshine (by Dom only/rarely Lux)
Age: ancient but not really
Height: 5’2”
Hair Color: red
Eye Color: green with flecks of blues and gold
Relationship: Dominic @wraith and Luxannna @dread
Species: fae/primordial; the personification of life
Abilities/Strengths: healing magic, creation magic, stealth, illusions
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Life’s a bitch, and then you die.
But it’s not you that decides how your life goes.
That is up to the fates constantly spinning and intertwining thread.
They decide when you’re born, when you die, and everything that happens in between.
So how exactly did they f*** up this time?
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Yahweh. The source of all of the torment and despair in the world. The new world’s God. A slippery snake that would do anything to hold his throne. Before Yahweh recreated the world into his image the Earth thrived. Magic was rampant and as free flowing as water. Deities walked among their subjects interacting with their disciples and coexisting peacefully. Then one of them got too greedy, wanted a blessing from each of the ruling bodies. It took years of conniving and many trials to receive each gift, but when he was done Yahweh was just as powerful as any of deities. He worked in the shadows creating an army of creatures capable of overthrowing the old gods. All he had to do was weaken them enough that they couldn’t stop him when he remade the world.
Remade the world he did. He kept a small group of his most trusted disciples alive, using his newfound gifts to shape them into something new. They shed their horns and loyalties and in turn their wings turned white, a symbol of purity and power. A lie to keep them on Yahweh’s ideal path. Their memories were erased and new identities were implanted into their minds. A fraction of Yahweh’s power was imbued into them, making them more powerful than their uncorrupted counterparts. Yahweh began to lay waste to the world, slaughtering anyone who wouldn’t convert themselves willingly to his cause. The people of the old Earth were still loyal to their old ones, refusing to let a newcomer change them into something they weren’t. Their defiance would ultimately get them murdered in cold blood.
When Yahweh was done laying waste to the world and it was nothing but ash and destruction, that was when he began to make the world anew. He locked away the old gods so they would never see the light of day again. To the primordials responsible for the laws of the universe he cursed to a cycle of reincarnation. He created new ecosystems out of the smoke filled air. He repressed magic deep down into the earth locking it away so his new creations wouldn’t be able to access it. Then he began to create the first humans, Adam and Eve, telling them that the world was called Eden. It took a few tries until he was satisfied, every previous attempt at creating the new superior life form would send him into a fit of rage, their likeness to him and to what he was born as setting him off. It wasn’t until he shed the wings and horns off of his creations, rounded their ears, changed their eyes to be one solid color, and took away their fangs and claws that he was finally satisfied. Enough like him that he could call them in his image, but enough different that they would always be considered inferior. He told Adam and Eve that his name was God and he was the one and only, thus creating the new religion of Christianity and all of the events that would follow up until now.
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Avalon was born centuries ago when angels and demons roamed the earth, using the ground as their playground to fight for control. Her blissfully ignorant childhood ended one day with the arrival of Gabriel, the messenger archangel, who was determined to take every magically imbued child with him. For her devoutly Christian parents, it was an easy choice to hand over their child to serve a greater divine purpose. A fitting punishment for what they considered a child of the devil. Gabriel’s compensation surely didn’t make things any harder for her parents. Money and the idea of their bloodline being purified by serving God’s religious higher agenda? How could they refuse?
Growing up in Heaven wasn’t terrible at first. As a child learning magic was fun and the angels were good at making it game. As the years go on it became more about survival than fun and games. The more useful you were the more likely you were going to be kept alive and not turned into a living bomb. Both angels and demons had figured out that you could use humans as very destructive, very effective bombs. Most humans can’t handle the strain that magic puts on your body, even if they’re born with a natural talent. To use this to their advantage, the archangels pumped their stolen children full of magic until they could barely hold it inside, then dumped them onto battlefields, using the resulting cataclysm to destroy their enemies in well-planned strikes. Eventually, the demons caught on and used the same tactics Heaven created against them. The resulting power struggle in the war only made everything that much more deadly.
Survival as a human meant being better than everyone else, stronger, more controlled, and having the ability to follow orders mindlessly. Ava was determined to survive so she let the angels perform horrific experiments to her body, figuring she was going to die one way or another, why not try to extend her life in the process. She remembers feeling nothing one second and feeling like she was on fire the next, hushed voices and silence. Feeling alive, vibrant and full. Feeling empty, nothing, hollow, the room being too bright and too dark, suspended between being alive and being dead. When she comes to everything is much the same as it was before. She looked the same, and she felt the same, and there was a slight stinging on the back of her neck that she chalked up to laying in one position too long. She could feel magic running through her blood, but the angels prepared her for that. They couldn’t afford to make mistakes, so Ava went to work serving the holy agenda with one goal in mind, to survive. She serves the angels loyally and without question. Always taking orders, never worrying about her life or safety, it was by their grace that she lived. If she died, she would die, as the universe had planned.
It wasn’t until she was thrown onto a battlefield, the seal on her body broken by someone up above in an attempt to overload her system with magic to use her as a bomb, that she began to question her life up to this point. She feels the energy inside her pooling and growing ever more prominent. It was hot and covered her body, seeping into her skin until she knew nothing but the deep burning sensation of whatever was happening to her. She wakes up years later, her body feeling strange and her neck burning for the second time in her life. One of the women attending to her body explains that she found Ava nearby her encampment, unconscious and barely breathing, and brought Ava to her sisters to help her facilitate healing. The older woman explains that Ava is in the witch's territory, neutral ground, and that she would be safe for as long as she wished to stay. Ava, indebted to the older woman, decides to stay and help out the coven of witches, growing to treat them as the first family she’s ever known.
Over the years, she learns about all types of magic and the history of the world. She falls in love with learning about the old gods and creation. How God himself was once a human, had a human name, how he was gifted talents from the old ones, and how the resulting arrogance led him to slaughter them and take over, making the world anew in his image. She learned about the primordials, their functions, and reincarnation cycles, and how no matter how many times the world is remade, they remain constant. She feels herself searching for the missing part of her. The thing that would make her feel alive, something she hasn’t felt since a child.
She falls in love in the meantime, marrying a demon prince and having a child. Raising the child with her new sister in law. Falling in love again. Her sister in law turned lover causing her soul to spark alight. Luxanna being her moral opposite forces Ava to confront the weaker parts of herself and grow despite dreading the change. Ava looses her eventually, with Lux meeting the first true love of her life and having a family of her own. Ava falling back into a comfortable sister role with Lux as they raise their children together. She goes through the motions of life, watching the years pass over and over until she grows bored. The past sins she’s committed in the name of God follow her, haunting her dreams and keeping her up at night. Her magic was meant to heal and fix the world, not tear it apart and wreck havoc. With each new memory that surfaces she finds herself more and more disgusted at the things she’s done and drowning in the growing pool of souls that she’s responsible for killing.
She grows complacent with her life, accepting it for what is it and not trying to move outside of the box she’s been put in. The docile housewife for her husband, the person to shoulder Lux’s burdens, the person who fixes everyone else’s problems. She becomes a shell of a being, existing but no longer satisfied by living nagged by the feeling she was supposed to be something more. Then one day Lux resurfaces with a new husband, Dominic. This one is shadowed by death and sets Ava’s soul alight the moment she sets eyes on him. Shaking her soul alive and out of the eternal winter it was stuck in. Egging her to remember memories she doesn’t have. She grows close with Dom, helping him find Lux when she’s captured, sampling new alcohols as they’re released, bonding over their shared experiences with God and Heaven. It’s not until Lux disappears without a trace and Dom’s loneliness becomes her own that she dares to push the boundaries of their relationship. So she falls in love again. She accomplishes a lot with Dom; they overthrow God, learn the truth about the world, the seal on her neck gets broken, they discover the Fae- descendants of the original life forms. Ava gets to shed her mortal shell and feels more alive than she ever has been.
The more she grows into a being of her own right the more she can feel the bandaid on Dom’s heart is still over a void, not as large as it was before, but still there nonetheless. Then Lux comes back, that void begins to fill again, and she can’t deny Dom when he asks to love both of them. So her sister becomes her lover once more, they raise their children together for the second time, and life continues on not as boring as before.
Ava, Av, Avs, Starshine (by Dom only/rarely Lux)
Age: ancient but not really
Height: 5’2”
Hair Color: red
Eye Color: green with flecks of blues and gold
Relationship: Dominic @wraith and Luxannna @dread
Species: fae/primordial; the personification of life
Abilities/Strengths: healing magic, creation magic, stealth, illusions
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Life’s a bitch, and then you die.
But it’s not you that decides how your life goes.
That is up to the fates constantly spinning and intertwining thread.
They decide when you’re born, when you die, and everything that happens in between.
So how exactly did they f*** up this time?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yahweh. The source of all of the torment and despair in the world. The new world’s God. A slippery snake that would do anything to hold his throne. Before Yahweh recreated the world into his image the Earth thrived. Magic was rampant and as free flowing as water. Deities walked among their subjects interacting with their disciples and coexisting peacefully. Then one of them got too greedy, wanted a blessing from each of the ruling bodies. It took years of conniving and many trials to receive each gift, but when he was done Yahweh was just as powerful as any of deities. He worked in the shadows creating an army of creatures capable of overthrowing the old gods. All he had to do was weaken them enough that they couldn’t stop him when he remade the world.
Remade the world he did. He kept a small group of his most trusted disciples alive, using his newfound gifts to shape them into something new. They shed their horns and loyalties and in turn their wings turned white, a symbol of purity and power. A lie to keep them on Yahweh’s ideal path. Their memories were erased and new identities were implanted into their minds. A fraction of Yahweh’s power was imbued into them, making them more powerful than their uncorrupted counterparts. Yahweh began to lay waste to the world, slaughtering anyone who wouldn’t convert themselves willingly to his cause. The people of the old Earth were still loyal to their old ones, refusing to let a newcomer change them into something they weren’t. Their defiance would ultimately get them murdered in cold blood.
When Yahweh was done laying waste to the world and it was nothing but ash and destruction, that was when he began to make the world anew. He locked away the old gods so they would never see the light of day again. To the primordials responsible for the laws of the universe he cursed to a cycle of reincarnation. He created new ecosystems out of the smoke filled air. He repressed magic deep down into the earth locking it away so his new creations wouldn’t be able to access it. Then he began to create the first humans, Adam and Eve, telling them that the world was called Eden. It took a few tries until he was satisfied, every previous attempt at creating the new superior life form would send him into a fit of rage, their likeness to him and to what he was born as setting him off. It wasn’t until he shed the wings and horns off of his creations, rounded their ears, changed their eyes to be one solid color, and took away their fangs and claws that he was finally satisfied. Enough like him that he could call them in his image, but enough different that they would always be considered inferior. He told Adam and Eve that his name was God and he was the one and only, thus creating the new religion of Christianity and all of the events that would follow up until now.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Avalon was born centuries ago when angels and demons roamed the earth, using the ground as their playground to fight for control. Her blissfully ignorant childhood ended one day with the arrival of Gabriel, the messenger archangel, who was determined to take every magically imbued child with him. For her devoutly Christian parents, it was an easy choice to hand over their child to serve a greater divine purpose. A fitting punishment for what they considered a child of the devil. Gabriel’s compensation surely didn’t make things any harder for her parents. Money and the idea of their bloodline being purified by serving God’s religious higher agenda? How could they refuse?
Growing up in Heaven wasn’t terrible at first. As a child learning magic was fun and the angels were good at making it game. As the years go on it became more about survival than fun and games. The more useful you were the more likely you were going to be kept alive and not turned into a living bomb. Both angels and demons had figured out that you could use humans as very destructive, very effective bombs. Most humans can’t handle the strain that magic puts on your body, even if they’re born with a natural talent. To use this to their advantage, the archangels pumped their stolen children full of magic until they could barely hold it inside, then dumped them onto battlefields, using the resulting cataclysm to destroy their enemies in well-planned strikes. Eventually, the demons caught on and used the same tactics Heaven created against them. The resulting power struggle in the war only made everything that much more deadly.
Survival as a human meant being better than everyone else, stronger, more controlled, and having the ability to follow orders mindlessly. Ava was determined to survive so she let the angels perform horrific experiments to her body, figuring she was going to die one way or another, why not try to extend her life in the process. She remembers feeling nothing one second and feeling like she was on fire the next, hushed voices and silence. Feeling alive, vibrant and full. Feeling empty, nothing, hollow, the room being too bright and too dark, suspended between being alive and being dead. When she comes to everything is much the same as it was before. She looked the same, and she felt the same, and there was a slight stinging on the back of her neck that she chalked up to laying in one position too long. She could feel magic running through her blood, but the angels prepared her for that. They couldn’t afford to make mistakes, so Ava went to work serving the holy agenda with one goal in mind, to survive. She serves the angels loyally and without question. Always taking orders, never worrying about her life or safety, it was by their grace that she lived. If she died, she would die, as the universe had planned.
It wasn’t until she was thrown onto a battlefield, the seal on her body broken by someone up above in an attempt to overload her system with magic to use her as a bomb, that she began to question her life up to this point. She feels the energy inside her pooling and growing ever more prominent. It was hot and covered her body, seeping into her skin until she knew nothing but the deep burning sensation of whatever was happening to her. She wakes up years later, her body feeling strange and her neck burning for the second time in her life. One of the women attending to her body explains that she found Ava nearby her encampment, unconscious and barely breathing, and brought Ava to her sisters to help her facilitate healing. The older woman explains that Ava is in the witch's territory, neutral ground, and that she would be safe for as long as she wished to stay. Ava, indebted to the older woman, decides to stay and help out the coven of witches, growing to treat them as the first family she’s ever known.
Over the years, she learns about all types of magic and the history of the world. She falls in love with learning about the old gods and creation. How God himself was once a human, had a human name, how he was gifted talents from the old ones, and how the resulting arrogance led him to slaughter them and take over, making the world anew in his image. She learned about the primordials, their functions, and reincarnation cycles, and how no matter how many times the world is remade, they remain constant. She feels herself searching for the missing part of her. The thing that would make her feel alive, something she hasn’t felt since a child.
She falls in love in the meantime, marrying a demon prince and having a child. Raising the child with her new sister in law. Falling in love again. Her sister in law turned lover causing her soul to spark alight. Luxanna being her moral opposite forces Ava to confront the weaker parts of herself and grow despite dreading the change. Ava looses her eventually, with Lux meeting the first true love of her life and having a family of her own. Ava falling back into a comfortable sister role with Lux as they raise their children together. She goes through the motions of life, watching the years pass over and over until she grows bored. The past sins she’s committed in the name of God follow her, haunting her dreams and keeping her up at night. Her magic was meant to heal and fix the world, not tear it apart and wreck havoc. With each new memory that surfaces she finds herself more and more disgusted at the things she’s done and drowning in the growing pool of souls that she’s responsible for killing.
She grows complacent with her life, accepting it for what is it and not trying to move outside of the box she’s been put in. The docile housewife for her husband, the person to shoulder Lux’s burdens, the person who fixes everyone else’s problems. She becomes a shell of a being, existing but no longer satisfied by living nagged by the feeling she was supposed to be something more. Then one day Lux resurfaces with a new husband, Dominic. This one is shadowed by death and sets Ava’s soul alight the moment she sets eyes on him. Shaking her soul alive and out of the eternal winter it was stuck in. Egging her to remember memories she doesn’t have. She grows close with Dom, helping him find Lux when she’s captured, sampling new alcohols as they’re released, bonding over their shared experiences with God and Heaven. It’s not until Lux disappears without a trace and Dom’s loneliness becomes her own that she dares to push the boundaries of their relationship. So she falls in love again. She accomplishes a lot with Dom; they overthrow God, learn the truth about the world, the seal on her neck gets broken, they discover the Fae- descendants of the original life forms. Ava gets to shed her mortal shell and feels more alive than she ever has been.
The more she grows into a being of her own right the more she can feel the bandaid on Dom’s heart is still over a void, not as large as it was before, but still there nonetheless. Then Lux comes back, that void begins to fill again, and she can’t deny Dom when he asks to love both of them. So her sister becomes her lover once more, they raise their children together for the second time, and life continues on not as boring as before.
well darlin’ if there’s a hell you’re it
Luxanna.
My darling moral opposite. The destruction to my creation. From unwilling inlaws, to best friends, to lovers, there’s not a title that I don’t want to share with you. We may get into our little spats every now and again but it never falters my love for you. It only makes me fall in love with you that much more. I love how passionate you get about things that mean something to you, even if we don’t agree. It’s been a long ride to finally get where we are, but the wait was well worth it. I call you my wife but one day I’m going to make due on my promise and make it official. One day, once everything has calmed down and we can relax, grow our tiny family and fall in love even more. I’m beyond thankful for you. You’re a being of impatience and aggression, yet you can temper down that side of yourself for me when it’s needed. I love you, even if I’m terrible at showing it sometimes and I’m yours eternally.
My darling moral opposite. The destruction to my creation. From unwilling inlaws, to best friends, to lovers, there’s not a title that I don’t want to share with you. We may get into our little spats every now and again but it never falters my love for you. It only makes me fall in love with you that much more. I love how passionate you get about things that mean something to you, even if we don’t agree. It’s been a long ride to finally get where we are, but the wait was well worth it. I call you my wife but one day I’m going to make due on my promise and make it official. One day, once everything has calmed down and we can relax, grow our tiny family and fall in love even more. I’m beyond thankful for you. You’re a being of impatience and aggression, yet you can temper down that side of yourself for me when it’s needed. I love you, even if I’m terrible at showing it sometimes and I’m yours eternally.
death waits for no one, but he yields to her
My beloved death. There’s not enough words to describe the depth of my feelings for you. It feels like I’ve been waiting millennia to find you and that I’ve known you even longer. You’re everything I’ve been waiting for and everything I didn’t know I needed. I’m so unbelievably thankful for your love and the amount of kindness you showed me when I was at one of the worst parts in my life. Thank you for loving me at a point in my life when I believed myself to be unworthy of such things. For making me feel safe. Taking an interest in things I liked. Doing things to make me happy just because you could. For not murdering the plants I oh so loving made for you to be a reminder of me. I’m not sure about the exact moment when I fell in love with you, somewhere between our bodies intertwining and our souls merging into one. I adore you with every cell in my body. Every part of me is yours, for as long as you’ll have me. I’m yours eternally.
obey obey obey
I have put well over a solid ten years developing Ava into who I want her to be. No. I will not bend her personality to fit your roleplay. No. I will not write her differently. Please respect the time and effort I have put into her.
I have a life outside of this site, please be understanding. If I haven't responded feel free to send me a bump, I don't mind, sometimes I open a message and forget (or don't have the time) to reply.
Absolutely no incest or underage, you will be reported (not that that really does much but it makes me feel better damnit).
I am totally ok ending a roleplay because the 'spark' isn't there or one of us is just bored with the story. It's ok. It happens. We can always come up with something else no reason to be weird about it or to unfriend.
This is a single ship account. This means under no circumstances will my character be in a relationship with yours due to the fact that in her canon she’s already spoken for.
I have a life outside of this site, please be understanding. If I haven't responded feel free to send me a bump, I don't mind, sometimes I open a message and forget (or don't have the time) to reply.
Absolutely no incest or underage, you will be reported (not that that really does much but it makes me feel better damnit).
I am totally ok ending a roleplay because the 'spark' isn't there or one of us is just bored with the story. It's ok. It happens. We can always come up with something else no reason to be weird about it or to unfriend.
This is a single ship account. This means under no circumstances will my character be in a relationship with yours due to the fact that in her canon she’s already spoken for.