ella amaya donatella

[kyra]

Ella Amaya Donatella


Kind, Intelligent, Dreamer

BACK TO BASICS ' '

Full Name: Kyra Jade Donatella
Significance of Name:
Ella- Short from Stella which is Greek for star.
Amaya- Means Night rain
Donatella- Once again it translates into star
Nickname(s): Ella
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Orientation: Straight
Grade: sophomore
Celeb you're using: Lindsay Ellingson
Deity: Asteria - Titan Greek
Title of your deity:Goddess of prophetic dreams, astrology and necromancy,

STRIKE A POSE ' '

Physical Appearance:
Ella is a tall girl with Latvian and french decent that shows. She has golden blonde hair that falls a few inches past her shoulders. Her hair has a slight natural wave to it, and she has never done anything to it to make it otherwise such as straightening or curling it. It frames her face, which has a few faint freckles and is rather oval. Her blonde hair has no part other than a center one, and a few layers on either side. Ella's favorite part of her face is her eyelashes. They are blonde but they are longer than average and complement her blue eyes well. In general her face has small features. Her nose is small without any particular curves or shapes, and her lips and simple with a heart shape. Naturally paler than the average person, her lips too are pale.

Ella is taller than most girls. Standing at a height of 5'11, she stands out in a crowd, but not excessively so. She has not met many girls taller than her though, and was she not the type, it might have become a sense of insecurity.Ella has always been a thin girl, thought that may be in part attributed to her past. Her measurements are 33-24-34, in inches of course. As far as her skin goes, Ella has a few scars gained throughout the years. Most prevalent of scars is one placed on her front, running from her left shoulder to the center of her chest. She got it from an unfortunate night at her home, and right before she was scouted to Pantheon.

LET'S GET TO KNOW YOU BETTER ' '

Personality Description: Ella is a dreamer. Not surprising considering her powers, but most of her daydreams are the night sky or distant galaxies. Oftentimes this was the source of people straying away from her, as she never really seemed to be 'there', but instead somewhere else in a fantasy place she had invented.

Fate is something Ella believes strongly in. She believes that in life, everyone has certain events that are destined to occur to propel the wheel of time and that you can not defy that fate. Ironically though, despite Ella's love for reading the stars and your destiny, she hypocritically tries to deny one aspect of her life. That aspect is her love life. The ideal of love is at the current time unappealing to Ella, which is mostly because events with Adam turned her off of them.

In general, and understandably considering her past, Ella is a shy girl. Not exceedingly, but she does prefer to avoid confrontations and remain in the background. She certainty will not attract attention to herself in any way. Another side affect from her past is that Ella does not do well around fighting of any kind. She has a tendency of retreating into a shell when she is yelled at or threatened. Ella does not believe in fighting back to solve a problem, for how can two right make a wrong?

Ella is also a nice girl. She does not believe in hurting people for her own gain, and tries to be charitable and help those in need. She will stick up for one who is being bullied, though she would never do so physically.

A strong belief about the powers of herself and those like her, is that they are meant to be feared. Ella fears her own powers, and she believes that anyone who does not fear their power or the powers of others, is not worthy of it. Also unlike others, she does not see fighting as a good thing. To her, fighting with or without powers is not a stage for empty heroics and nor is it something to take pleasure in. Battle is filled with despair. Dark, terrifying. That is the way that it should be so that people learn to fear battle and to choose the path of non-violence where possible. To Ella it always has, and always will be something you only engage in to protect others, never yourself.

Likes:
- Night
- Rain
- stars
- the cold
- silence
Dislikes:
- The heat
- Clouds at night
- Apples
- Yelling
- Fighting
- Death
Strength:
- Intelligent
- Able to think calmly under pressure
- Able to look upon others without judgement
- Kind
- Never underestimates others
- has a respectful fear of others and their abilities.
Weaknesses:
- Heat
- People who look kind or innocent
- Usually freezes up around fighting or yelling directed towards her.
- Lacking in self-confidence
- Shy
Fears: Harming others through the use of her power.

Goal: To gain control over her powers so she can function in everyday life like a normal person.

Power/Ability: Asterokinesis: With this power Ella is able to manipulate energy generated by stars, quasars and dark matter. With his ability Ell has control over the galaxy. She is able to generate stars where they did not appear before, constellations, the northern lights, shooting stars, stellar winds, solar flares, cosmic storms and even invoke meteor showers and other similar things.

WELCOME TO MY LIFE ' '

Place of Origin: Juneau, Alaska, United States.
History:
When Ella was one year old, she was taken from her parents. At least that is how the story goes. She was told it was due o their drug usage and not because they were bad people, but being the suspicious person Ella is, she always wondered if that was naught but a futile attempt at sparing her feelings. Either way though, she was put into the foster care system.

For the first ten years it was slow, but steady. Ella was constantly transferred from foster home to foster home. Partially it was on the part of the foster parents. They sensed her as someone different and weird, and they always felt uneasy around her. Until Ella was nine though, she didn't understand why and figured it was only the weird way she behaved. She never imagined that she might actually be different. But, when Ella was subjected to yet another foster home at age 9, she learned just how different from the average person she was.

Ella was in love with the night sky, and was always found on the roof of whatever home she went to late at night, even in her younger years. It held an almost fatal attraction with her, and yet she was unwilling to give it up no matter how many times she was scolded for going out in the frosty Alaska night. Reading was something Ella did even when she was young, and most books were based on the sky or the zodiac. She loved the constellations, especially the one called Virgo. One thing that intrigued her and made her slightly disappointed at the same time was the northern lights. Frequently Ella had come upon the occurrence in books, but had yet to see it for herself. Later the first night of yet another foster home, Ella snuck upon the roof of the house and closed her eyes. Ella was always daydreaming, and that night she dreamed of seeing the northern lights. Of being surrounded by their colors and stars in the sky, adding in a few falling stars for an even more extravagant scene. However, when Ella opened her eyes the image had yet to go away. Shooting stars and the northern lights were in front of her. At first Ella thought it was just a coincidence. Even though she was a wild daydreamer, Ella knew she had to separate fantasy from reality. The fact still remained though, that Ella had a weird feeling within her. Embarrassed by her own folly, Ella closed her eyes and tried to imagine something else. What came to mind was the constellation Virgo. When she reopened them moments later it was before her eyes, shining much brighter than it should have been.

For the next few years Ella continued experimenting with her power. She did research on what her ability might be, and some of it scared her and was far beyond her minds capability to understand. She was only a child after all, and was innocent to the dangers of the world and the dangers she might poses herself. There was one thing she knew though, and that was to keep quiet. It was as if there was a nudging in the back of her head that spoke to her and told her not to tell anyone of such a power. Ella listened to it, and let fate take its path with her.

Ella isn't sure how many homes she went between, but eventually she found a steady one at age 11 in Juneau. Unfortunately, the foster home she ended up at was not a pleasant place. Living with people who made money off of children and who didn't even like them, Ella was not fond of her foster parents. They had four other children, all boys. Ella made friends with one of them three years older than her named Jared, but as for the rest, they saw her as a weird girl. Always daydreaming and in her own world, Ella wasn't like the others be it at school or home. She was sure a lot of it had to do with her powers, it just changed the air around her.

When Ella turned 13 though, the verbal abuse so common from her foster parents turned into something more physical. The reason why came from the boy she had made friends with. One night he caught her upon the roof and asked what she was doing. Ella still has a theory it was the way her reaching out to the only person nice to her, but she confided in him what she was capable of. When he did not believe her she proved it by summoning forth a shower of falling stars. Unfortunately, Jared did not take well to this. Behind Ella's back he told the foster parents, who of course did not believe it until he managed to make them see it for their own.

Instantly Ella was forbidden to go out at night. Usually she would not obey, but after one night of disobedience, the physical abuse began. Ella was smart enough to know that if she continued going out, she would not be safe. Her experiments with the sky were confined to making certain ones shine bright or rearranging a few constellations. It was then Ella let fate and the stars control her destiny. She tread carefully at home and for the most part and thought the abuse was always escalating, Ella steeled herself and took what came to her. At school things were better, but not by much. Ella was taller than most in her school, but many found her intimidatingly pretty despite the raged clothes and the bruises she would often wear. Often subjected to torment from the other girls, and jokes from the boys, Ella chose to avoid being noticed.

When Ella turned 15, she failed greatly at that task when she caught the eye of a boy everyone in the school knew. His name was Alan Berg and he was known for being a heartbreaker. Because of that Ella was not particularity fond of him, and didn't understand why so many girls fussed over him. When she managed to accidentally catch his attention, and his advances were placed upon her, Ella didn't know what to do other than try to avoid him.

During Ella's favorite time of the year, Alaska's 30 days of night that Jared came to escort her home. At this time Alan had been pursuing Ella relentlessly for the past four months, and Ella had become the target of even more girls, this time spawned from jealousy. When Alan approached her that night as she went to meet Jared to walk back to their house, Ella tried to ignore him. When he reached for her and tried to make a move on her, Ella found herself uncharacteristically upset and asked for him to leave her alone. When he refused she became even more angry. Jared watched from afar as behind Ella a cosmic storm took place in the sky. The constellations seemed to rearrange, the northern lights appeared and shooting stars rose from the backdrops. Of course, as soon as Ella realized what she was doing from getting angry, she cut it off and the sky returned to normal. At the same time Alan ran away out of fear and Jared fled home to inform his foster parents what had taken place. Ella knew what was coming, just not to the extent.

Ella's mind blocked out most of the memories of that night and what occurred. At some point though, while the other foster children were hid away, Jared did something Ella did not expect. Feeling guilt that the abuse was mostly his fault, and realizing that Ella would likely not survive the night if it continued, he called the police. Next thing Ella knew she was waking up in a white room in Washington, USA after being rushed in by a medical helicopter.

In the hospital, there was one visitor for her. It was an adult male that radiated something that felt almost familiar and comfortable to Ella. He announced himself to be from a school called Pantheon and proceeded to explain to Ella that she was not alone. When he got to the parts about God's and Goddess's, Ella became skeptic. There was something that pushed her towards believing him though, and as such she did allowed herself to believe him. Right after he 16th birthday, Ella was released from the hospital and sent to the boarding school called Pantheon, with it as her only home, and her being a ward of the state untill her emancipation papers became finalized.

CONNECTION TO THE MYTH ' '

• Like Asteria, Ella feels a connection to the stars and the night sky.
  
• Asteria was pursued by Zeus until it led to her destruction, much like how Ella was pursued by Alan until it nearly brought her death as well.
  
• Ella has a particular connection to the constellation Virgo, which is said to also have a connection to Asteria.
  

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ROLEPLAYING SAMPLE ' '

This is only required of you're applying at the first time in Pantheon. At least nice-detailed 2 paragraphs, you can copy and paste from your RPs in another site. Also watch the grammars.

It was as if the sky itself understood the gravity of the situation. As if it understood that this was the beginning of the end for the pale third seat. The third seat who was currently sitting atop a large tree trunk, her face upturned to the sky and letting its tears fall on her face. Her pale lips, her closed Emerald eyes, and drenching her Alice blue hair. She hadn't been there long, but already the rain had consumed her. "Zlorecile... what are you doing?" The third seat, Zlorecile, asked herself. She was wondering if she wanted to go through with this. She had put it off for so long, and all for a reason she wouldn't admit.

She was scared. It was the reason why that teasing smirk, hateful glare, nor concentrating frown was on her face. Instead an almost calm look took place. She wasn't afraid of the dangers she heard Bankai training could bring. She never saw the use of being scared of bodily harm. People would always get injured and living your life afraid of a sure thing made little to no sense. No, Zlorecile was afraid of what Bankai training would mean.

As a third seat, Zlorecile was at her end. She could not progress higher in terms of positions, and she had only one thing left that could make her stronger: Bankai training. Her swords final state. When, if, this was reached, it would symbol her reaching an impasse. She did not want this. In a way she wished she was once again a recruit, having to fight to survive and gain more power. There was no longer that need. No longer a real reason to fight to get stronger. That concept weighed heavily on Zlorecile's mind and refused to relinquish its icy grip.

Just like how, for the first time in years, Zlorecile could feel the cold of this landscape. This was most odd, because it was not that cold in reality. No, it was more humid than anything else.

To be expected in a swamp like this, Zlorecile’s outfit did little to ward of the cold. Black sweats that reached her knees, a little baggy but comfortable, were the warmest article. She had on a Black Mesh shirt that was tucked into the sweats, and was worn over a white chest wrap to protect her upper body and keep certain things in place while fighting. Over that was a vest, dark blue in color and unzipped. It had three pockets in either side, and one in the back. There was nothing in these pockets though. An empty notion.

Her eyes opened and wandered down to her pale hands, or more specifically what was in her pale hands. Her Zanpakuto. It was in Shikai state, and that alone was another stab. She remembered when she could not even bring it to Shikai for more than a few minutes. Now her power was to the point that she could not suppress it back into a sealed state. More than her power forcing it like that, it was also the combined effort of Zlorecile having absolutely no Reiatsu control. She couldn’t control her own power, and she couldn’t sense others unless they were off the charts at a captain’s level.

Zlorecile gripped her Shikai. Two blades. Each a highly uniquely-designed trench knife. The blades were worn like brass knuckles, but each one having a sharpened zigzag "tooth" over each knuckle, and a blade coming out of one end. It was a Shikai that some thought of as pathetic and small, but they were useful for punching or cutting; even throwing. They did their job and didn’t hinder her motion, the blade being no more than six inches long. Though, if her Shikai was this puny, she wondered what her Bankai would be. A pair of gloves?

Zlorecile leaned back against the tree and looked back up at the sky, her face in that calm nonchalant, and her eyes closed. She was listening intuitively though for the one who would show her these steps to arrive. She might as well get this done with. "The Final Test..."

BEHIND THE SCENE ' '

Your name: On forums people call me Bellatrix. RN isn't something I give out though.
Age: 18
How long have you been RPing? +/- a year
Where/How did you find us?

Jess

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