Peyton Flammarum

[Peyton Flammarum]

''Peyton Flammarum''

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" Good and Evil are just labels put on others by higher powers. I don't believe in it. "

I'll Stand and Fight!

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Name: Peyton Flammarum

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Race: Angel

Classes Wepon Master (Whip)

FaceClaim: Peyton Flammarum, OC of the Co-Admin Peyton

Appearence:

Peyton's build is rather athletic, with lithe muscles. She's slightly taller than average, standing at 5'11. Her complexion is rather pale, yet not too terribly white. She is often seen with scarring or burns due to many fights.

Her hair is a bleach blond, running down to about thigh level when left down. However, it is often worn in a tight ponytail, with a few locks hanging in her face. Her eyes are a soft, milky brown fading into a lighter shade near the outer rim of the eye.

Peyton's clothing faintly resembles that of a knight's, but with her own personal spin on it. She has traditional armor covering her chest, right shoulder, and right arm from the elbow down. On her torso is a leather flap that straps to her back dyed white and striped with black. It covers only her torso, leaving her back exposed. She often wears a brown cape that secures to her breastplate. Her legwear is made up of white boots that extend up to her upper thigh, and a long red skirt (if one could call it that) covers the rest of the exposed area.

Her wings are a bright, pure white with red feathers scattered within them. They extend about seven feet from back to wing-tip, yet then can fold flat to conceal them. Her halo is only seen during the usage of the apocolyptic blaze.

Personality:

Peyton is an iron-willed, string minded individual with a craving for adventure. Her stubborn personality is both a gift and a curse, however. She is not one to give up without a fight, and will not go down until she is either killed, or her opponent is killed. She will not accept defeat, which could be the death of her, in the long run.

To others, she tends to be short and slightly irritable. If she knows the person well, however, she can be a great friend. Her sense of humor is dry and sarcastic, yet she's not a total rock. She enjoys a joke from time to time.

Peyton is definately one to jump in front of a train for others, no matter who they are. Good and Evil are just labels that mean nothing, in her opinion. She form her own view of a person, instead of listening to their labels

Justice shall be done in my name!

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Element:

• Fire

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[/li][li] Light[/color] (VERY RARE)
[/li][li] Dark[/color] (VERY RARE)
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Powers:

• Dual whip- Both whips twine together and ignite. Stronger than one whip, yet leaves her fatigued.
  
  
• Fire/Fira/Firaga- Will progress as she gets stronger. Simple magic. She fires a ball of fire magic from her hand. Power depends on advancement in magic.
  
  
• Firaga Vortex- Used only during Dual Whip. The whip is twirled overhead, making almost a tornado effect.
  
  
• Fire Wave- When the whip is ignited, she concentrates the fire to her weapon's tip, and lashes the whip. A vertical wave of flame shoots out at her opponent.
  
  
• Apocolyptic Blaze- USED VERY RARELY. A large circular area around her is set aflame, no matter what the terrain. Flames shoot out out to incinerate her opponent. Peyton herself seems to be enveloped in a red glow, and her brown eyes turn crimson. The flame circle follows her movement. However, the attack cannot be kept up for long. She can only safely keep it up for thirty seconds to a minute. Any more time may leave her unconcious, or even dead.
  
  Transformations: None, currently
  
  Likes:
  
  • Fire
    
  • Explosives
    
  • The thrill of a fight
    
  • Whips
    
  • The simple things in life
    
  
  
  Dislikes:
  
  • Idiots
    
  • Those in power
    
  • Water
    
  • Swords
    
  • Boredom
    
  
  
  Strength: Everyone possess a talent somewhere.(3minimum)
  
  • Strength
    
  • Agility
    
  • Lack of fear
    
  
  
  Weakness: Everyone has a weakness(3minimum)
  
  • Anger
    
  • Recklessness
    
  • Water
    
  
  
  Weapons: Her primary weapon is the whip, as seen in her picture. She actually has two, a standard issue leather whip, and a whip made of a felxable steel. The steel whip can be ignited for additional power.
  
  
  
  Child's play over Kid!

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History:

Peyton was born to a rich family of Nobles that lived on the outskirts of the Evereign Kingdom. she lived quite a pampered lifestyle, but it was not nearly satisfying enough for her. She often left for days at a time to go an adventures and help those who needed her. Her parents did not mind, as long as she remained safe.

At age 13, however, her life took a turn for the worst. While she was investigating the legends of the Angels and Demons, her heroic ways were noticed by the Demon race. They had to put a stop to it. So, one night while everybody in the Flammarum household was asleep, the Demons struck. Nobody was spared as they killed each living creatre in the house. Once they had stumbled uopn Peyton's room, the girl was gone without a trace. The only thing left in her room was a single red feather.

The truth was, her purity of heart had caught the attention of the Angels. Plus, since the demons had killed her family, they now had a common enemy. She agreed to be blessed with the abilities of an angel, and give up her humanity. Her Weapon Master abilities were heightened slightly, and she became an Angel.

Her climb to power took five years in total. She served the Archangels valliantly, which helped her ascend in ranking. By age 17, she was quite high in ranking. She won favor amongst the higher-ups with her strength, lack of fear, and craving for adventure. By age 18, she became an Archangel.

She has only been an Archangel for a few months, and her young age has won quite a bit of dispute amongst the older Archangels. Plus, since she was not born an angel, many believe her to not be pure enough for her ranking. She continues to strive to prove them wrong.

Light and Darkness Coexist forever

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Hello my name is ''Peyton Flammarum'' My goal is to become a ''Hero' '.I'm ''18'' today and I'm from the ''Female'' Gender.You may contact me with ''AxelxLuvsxFire''and I've found this site by looking at ''I helped make it...''.''I promise to respect all the rules along with the hard working admin team... which I am a part of.''

RP SAMPLE HERE

"State your name, human."
"Peyton Rae Flammarum."
"Miss Flammarum. You have been chosen to join the divine ranks of the Angels of Apocolypse. Do you accept?"
"I do."
"Do you promise to serve the Angels with a sound soul, a sound heart, and a sound mind?"
"I do."
"Do you promise to battle the malevolent shadow caused by the Demons with all your strength?"
"I do."
"Then by the holy grace of God, I bestow upon you, Peyton Rae Flammarum, the title of Angel."

Milky brown eyes slowly opened as the memory playing in her mind faded to black. Was it really only five years ago that she had become an Angel? It felt as if her life as a human was centuries away. But was it? No.

Peyton let out a long sigh, flexing her white and red wings powerfully. The majestic feathers rustled softly ans settled back into place. This was no time to be daydreaming about that day. The Demons were on the rise again. She had no time. With her armored hand making soft clinking sounds, she pulled her startling blond hair into a tight ponytail.

It was time for battle. This impending war was no doubt brought upon by the Demons, who always wished to disture the peace. She was not one to label people with good or evil, but the Demons were her enemy. That was for sure. Now was the time for action, and boy was she ready for it.

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