Name: Lillian Catarina Lin (IS called either Lillian, lily, 'trina, rina, or cat)
Current Age: varies
sex: Female
Status: A young teen with strange powers over ice/water, and in some rp's darkness.
Appearance: Varies, I'll tell you which picture she looks like in the rp. Sometimes she has white hair, other times blue, and sometimes brown.
Race: Half-Angel, Half-human
Personallity: Quiet, serious, somewhat sarcastic, depressed at times, and occasionally and rarely...very happy.
Likes: To have someone to talk to...The water, ice skating, reading to her little sister, singing, drawing, listening to music.
The history that most know:
When she was born, sometime near Christmas, on the way home from the hospital her parents narrowly avoided slipping on ice and running over a shadowy figure standing in the middle of the icey roads. The girl was strange, and she ordered the parents out of the car, a strange eerie aura surrounding her. She froze the father over with ice and took the young baby from the mother. The girl kissed the baby on the forehead and waved her hand, performing some sort of spell. The person dissapeared, the father returned to his normal state, and the mother recovered her baby, who fell from mid-air. Since that day the baby was strange, happy, but strange. Years later her father was murdered at midnight in a science lab. The only other person who tbe girl had now was her best friend, and mother. But her mother was sinking into depression. And a few years after, the girl was forced to run away from home, alone.
She spent a year alone in the cold on the streets of England, until she and her old best friend were re-united. And since this she and her friend have been together everywhere.
The longer extended version that only few know:
December 24th, 10:00 pm.
A baby was born late at night, the grateful mother looked up at her husband with a smile. IT was snowing fiercely out, the world itself seemed unlone, and unprotected from what might happen next.
The mother and father, having finnally decided to try and go home, were now driving home in a blizzard. The mother was holding her beautiful newborn baby with the fear that came with a new and first child. Suddenly, the father screeched on the brakes as he saw a figure standing in front of the car. The mother was frightened, and barely managed a scream from the sudden jolt of stop, the utter feeling of an unwanted inertia traveling through her. Though she was shoken out of her daze immedietly...
"Get out of the car." An icey voice commanded, the mother and father reluctantly obeyed. The mother was clutching her baby for dear life, a sort of darkness overwhelming her.
"Hand me the baby." The icey voice said so commaning for such a young lady that looks to be no sort of threat...but the father knows better then to defend himself against an evil goddess. The mother, tears dripping from her eyes, handed this young lady her newborn, reluctantly. Aandril, the witch/goddess whispers a few words and kisses the baby's forehead. Two marks appear, one on the newborn's back the other on her shoulder. Aandril dissapeared and the baby appeared in the mothers hands. The baby looked no different except for the strange marks.
Five years later
Sarai, only a young girl, suddenly turned into this strange character above at her day care, and almost killed one of the young childeren. (above is an image of aandril controling her. Below is an image of herself, without aandril)
Five more years Later:
((Aandril taking control ^))
((Below is Sarai at ten years old))
December 23rd
After doing some intesive research, the father came to an important hypothisis. Aandril, was an ancient goddess from old times. Aandril had been known for her beauty but evil and mischevious attitude. This same fair-skinned, pail, and slim young woman had captivated and stolen a half of Sarai's body, occupying it, and taking control of the ten year old's body whenever it pleased the goddess.
Saraiyu Hana Keitaro was celebrating her tenth birthday tommorow, and her father , who was a scientest, was working on a very special present. An antidote that would rid Sarai of Aandril. Aandril knew this, she could sense it. So the night of Sarai's birthday, when Aandril was strongest, and Sarai let her gaurd down, Aandril took control.
Christmas morning, poor Mrs.Keitaro awakened to find not presents, or candy...but a pool of blood surrounding her dear husband. With shrieks of terror she started to hyperventillate...Investigators searched her Husband's body and found no evidence, only strange markings of magic, which of course was thought to be obsurd. Sarai fell into depression, her grades fell tremendously and she was so ill that she could hardly get up from lack of food, ect. Sarai knew what had happened that night.
January 24th two years later.
A lovely little girl, named Katie Keitaro has been born from Sarai's new step father and mother. Sarai promised to keep Katie safe, and loves Katie with all of her heart.
American's Valentines Day
(Sarai and Aandril ^ )
Katie was playing with Sarai, it's morning and they've just completely a beautiful valentine for there mother. There mother awakens to breakfast in bed, a lovely valentine, and for once...a beautiful smile from Saraiyu. Sarai realizes, that night..that in order to keep her family safe, she has to leave them. After such a reallization she started crying all alone on the roof of her house, at midnight. Her mother came outside, and the two talked all night long, until 8:00 A.M. Her mother, frightful and terribly desperate begs Sarai to stay, so Sarai agrees to stay...a little longer.
Halloween
Saraiyu was taking Katie out trick-or-treating, Sarai dressed up in black and pink, having lost tons of wieght from depression and Katie was dressed up as a fairy. The two returned home happily, with lots of candy...only to discover there mother has dissapeared, and been presumed dead. The next day there step-father killed himself.
Sarai and Katie were forced to leave there home, for it caught fire when they were at there step-father's funeral.
Soon afterword Sarai met a friend...though sarai had fallen into a serious depression, her friend helped her. The two traveled together ever since.
Fifteen years old:
When Aandril takes control at the age of fifteen:
Sixteen:
Eighteen years old:
((not done yet. This is just a roughdraft))
Second Profile:
Name:
Age: 13
Race: A dark theif and evil neko girl.
Status: Alone, and wandering in the shadows
Personallity: Sarcastic, quiet, cruel, and lonely.
Current Appearance:
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