MA - Rhea Kontis (Sophmore) - UPDATED-

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Name: Tisiphone


Glamor Name: Rhea Kontis


Age: Essence - 1000+ years Current Age - 18


Glamor age: 19


Monster type: Fury (Erinye)


Natural weapons: Fangs, snakes


Trained weapons: spear


Grade: Sophmore


Favorite class: Expressive Arts


Worst class: Mischief and Mayhem


Classes currently enrolled in: Herbology and Defense Against Humans

Passed Classes: Freshman Curriculum (sans music?) Mystics and Magic, Mischief and Mayhem, Ancient Languages, Dreamology, Demonology

Points: 28, 038

Weakness:

Easy to anger - She doesn't get most jokes and sarcasm is lost on her. She is quick to lose her head and it takes a while to calm her down. Her hot-hotheadedness makes her less likely to think clearly during a fight.

Due to her affinity with snakes - she is cold blooded...she must stay warm at all times to be within her comfort zone. When she is in icy temperatures, she 'shuts down' and goes into a state of shock.

She must remain above ground...being trapped in the earth elicits a claustrophobic type reaction. Rhea begins to panic and lashes out at whatever is near and sometimes injures herself in the process.



Major Skills:

The Sight - able to call up the image of whomever she wishes in her mind. (However, even though regaining this ability, she can only draw up the image of people she knows closely and can ONLY see current events instead of past, present, and future.)

potion making skills - anything from sleeping droughts and love potions to deadly poisons

control over all serpents, except for basilisks and gorgons. (She has a tendency to anger the latter two species)


Minor Skills:

curses - In her current incarnation, she has had a harder time creating strong, lasting curses and plagues like she did in her previous lives. In the past she was known for her curses of disease and death, however now, for unknown reasons, the strongest curse she can now create can only last between thirty minutes to an hour. When she DOES do a big curse or spell, it drains her energy and power in an extremely feirce way - After a particularly strong incantation, she can be rendered unconscious for anyway from eight hours to a full day.


Species bio:

The Eirynes (Tisiphone, Megaira, and Alekto) were the three guardians of the underworld who avenged crimes against humanity, such as: Homicide, crimes against the gods, perjury, ect. The wrath of the Erinyes manifested itself in a number of ways. Murderers might suffer illness or disease; and a nation harboring such a criminal, could suffer dearth, and with it hunger and disease.

History:

Children of Olympus could not die in the traditional sense...they would simply be...reborn...a matter of time later. No matter how many times she had been reanimated, Tisiphone kept the memories of anger and contempt from her past incarnations; She bore a grudge still from her first incarnation - when she was sold into slavery by the spouse of a man her father had trusted. The dozens of deaths she had died did not change her temperament - she was still the most vicious of the furies.

She returned to Tartarus after a long day of tormenting a village who had not paid their homage to the gods, and was stopped by her two sisters. Although they were all similar in the age of their essence...Tisiphone had been killed again, 18 short years ago. Now her sisters looked like either could be her mother. The women traded glances and finally, after Tisiphone gave an irritated growl, Alekto handed her a sheet of parchment.

"What is that?" Her eyes narrowed.

"Your acceptance letter."

"...what?" Her eyes, dripping with blood, honed in on her eldest sister. The woman held her gaze but answered her simply.

"You need to learn to play well with others. You're going to Monster Academy."


***Read more about her here:***

The Diary of Tisiphone Chapter 1
 Happy Birthday! Here's a little something to further your incessant need for absolutely no companionship whatsoever! Enjoy!

Rhea stared at the letter, blankly, recognizing her sister, Megeara's, handwriting. The red brown eyes moved from the parchment to a leather bound journal. She sighed, furrowing her eyebrows. Really guys? 'Further your incessant need for absolutely no companionship whatsoever'? Gee. Thanks. She leaned back against her bed cushions, holding the journal up for inspection. What were you supposed to put in these things??? Finally, she flopped over onto her stomach, opened up the book to its fresh, empty, first page and pul


Personality:

Abrasive
slightly condescending
Takes everything seriously...to a fault.
brutally honest
easily irritated
finds it hard to make friends
gets along better with girls than males

Likes:

honesty above all else
heat - sunbathing is her favorite past time
retribution (it IS her job after all)
reptiles
sweets
stuffed animals


Dislikes:

any kind of moral misconduct (lies, murder, cheating, theft, rape, ect) She holds no crime higher than the other.
loud people
being underground. (Her former incarnations all had wings...this is her first reanimation without them.) The sensation of freedom is dulled by being trapped in the earth.
sour foods
Guard duty at Tartarus

Writing Sample

The girl's entertained aura diminished and she closed her eyes tightly. That...was still a sore subject for her. She used to believe that Amphilocus was fully at fault...like he knew what he was doing. But he recently shed some light on that night...hearing his side of the story, Rhea was honestly confused now. Her voice was low and quiet. "He didnt TRY to kill me...he DID kill me. The first time I died, I died by his sword."

Her right hand went to her stomach and she could still feel the blade pushing into her. ".....A lot of things happened to lead up to it. I honestly cant remember if I ever told you...but he and I were raised as Greek royalty. He was the brave and daring Prince general and I was the city's philosophical princess. I was betrayed by someone I trusted and was sold into slavery around my sixteenth birthday. I was extremely bitter at the time, wanting so badly for my beloved brother to come save me. It didnt occur to me until two years later that I needed to step up and save myself. The absent master I worked for turned out to be my birth father...who promptly released me from servitude and took me back to the palace to sort things out with my foster father. Amphilocus....he greeted me like I was never gone. Like he didnt even notice...when I brought it up, he laughed and said he knew the entire time. It didnt make sense to me why he would know that I was being mistreated and wouldnt do a thing to stop it. But when he saw our father for the first time, he snapped and tried to kill him. I tried to stop him and he slew me instead."

She opened her eyes and stared at the red clouds that covered the sun. It reminded her of all of that blood.... "He told me, while we were in that gods cursed maze, that he had searched for me frantically for the entire two years I was gone. But there wasnt much he could do due to wars breaking out over the country...if he abandoned them for me, he'd be seen as a traitor and put to death. He found out from one of his sources that the Queen...our foster mother...was somehow behind my disappearance. He planned to seduce her to get what information he could. And when she told him that she sold me, he had started to get a group of men together to come free me. And then I was there at the palace. When he saw Father, he made an assumption that he had known about me the entire time...that he had been abusing me for the prior two years and that I was still his slave. He claimed to have attacked him on my honor."

Her gaze dropped from the clouds to her hands folded in her lap. She started wringing the lightly as she finished with a whisper. "The hardest thing about it was that he was telling the truth. He believed every word of what he said. I know he was trying to do good by me...that he's still loved me after all of this time. But I still cant find it in my heart to forgive him. I dont know him anymore. Does that make me a horrible person...?"


Roleplaying Schedule

I prefer to RP via notes - I get on there much more often. Currently my roleplay schedule is every day (I get on my DA at least 10 times a day XD so its up to whenever you're on) and I'll update my schedule as soon as I know otherwise.

She is based off of the Greek mythological Furies...there was much debate over what the sisters looked like...I just picked one and went with it, adding my own tweeks...such as taking the snakes OUT of her hair. She's not Medusa. I also took away her wings...too much power in one character..not good.

Any information on her can be found on Wikipedia OR Furies - Erinyes