Crys
name: Crys
email: gargresscrys@yahoo.com,
bratofkansas@hotmail.com
im's: AOL: RebelBrattKS, Y!: gargresscrys, MSN: bratofkansas@hotmail.com
race: gargoyle
gender: female
born: n/a, Tir Na Nog clan never kept track of such records
allies:Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Tir Na Nog clan, and anyone I feel is not a threat!
physical profile: an average heighted female gargoyle who is marooned colored, medium brown hair normally worn loose but known to be put into a wrapped braid, has
Goliath like brow crest, wings have black outer
coloring and gray inner coloring, the wings have the three fingers and a rib junts out at the elbow of the wing appendage along with a spur on the elbow...the spur points downward until the typical up on other gargoyles, has spurs on knees and elbows, wears whatever she pleases, which is normally form fitting leggings and hung sleeved tops.
personality: prone to not take advice so easily, smart-witted, strong willed, weird yet sadistic sense of humor, loving only if approached in the right way, extroverted to some extents, has a heart of gold she shows when the situation calls for it, serious about almost everything, driven for perfection of self and abilities overall, has a serious soft spot for goofs and silly people, and believes in getting what she wants no matter the cost
likes:
gargoyles, turtles, fighting, gliding, starting
trouble, being ornery, annoying enemies, elves,
aliens, technology, computers, japanese/asian
culture(s), music, singing, drawing, reading, writing, learning new things, martial arts, magic, thieving, and being right
semi-like: humans, mutants, rats, and pizza
dislikes: demons, vampires, werewolves, witches (or a hybrid of the four), annoying people, rude people, gargoyle hunters, any type of human authority regarding regulations of any kind, ninja thieves, assassins, and upstart egomaniacs
history/geneology: i was once a great guardian of a magical relic in the mystic land of tir na nog. and that is how it always start, the good fall from grace when young. the idol of the white mage was an owl-shaped relic possed with the magicks of the now dead wizard himself, left to be watched over by the house morius for all time. lord duncan morius was the current keeper of the idol and his clan of gargoyles residing in his castle were now the protectors of the mage's magic emblem. the tir na nog clan dutiful guarded the
idol with every passing year, training each new
hatchling born from the rookery the know-how of
protecting the lord's treasure.
however, i was the one gargoyle who was not as just as my fellow brothers and sisters. after hearing about the legends and learning the ways of magicks, one longs for the chance to aquire such power and glory. i was burning with a fever of greed at my post while guarding the idol, because i yearned to snatch the relic and run far from the land of my birth and claim another world as my own. i wanted to feel the magic course through my veins and pumps into my heart! that day came all to soon for me.
one late night while at my post with the relic i
managed to deter the other gargoyle by bribing him
into taking a short leave of his guard, and he
accepted...i acted at once! i grabbed the idol from
its small alcove within the wall of the tower and took off from the window. i soared as quickly as the winds could hurry me, but not until the castle guard below noticed me escaping with the ivory artifact in tow. arrows flung high, the guards aimed with deadly precision into the sky and shot at me. blinded by a frenzy of sharped weapons i took to the ground at once, where the horseman had already gained my lead. i ran fast and breathed heavily traversing the forests of the tir na nog kingdoms. in my frantic rush to evade capture and arrest, i tripped on a up-rooted rock and fell hard with the idol falling even harder. the force was so grand that the idol shattered into the tiniest of shards. the magic of the relic caused for a great surge of power to erupt and cause a portal to open into another world, the mortal world. a terrible vaccum of air sucked me into a golden void to
a place i knew not where...
when once i awoke i found myself in a place of stone and strange metal fixtures in cylinder form, but distance voices in the shadows awoke me the
realization that i was about to have company. no
sooner had i stood up and i came face to face with
four five foot tall turtles acting and looking human
in manner. and i did what any stranger would do in
that situation would do, i fainted...
upon awaking, i discovered that the foursome of green individuals were actually the brothers known as the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, the sewer dwelling heroes of a city gone to the dogs. on instinct i fought them, i feared for my life and attacked them all but only to find that strength and power of a gargoyle was not match for swift kicks and a well placed upper-cut. i fell down to surrender only to be picked up in a rude manner by the one known as Raphael and have a cold metal sai poke into my throat, while his another hand tried in vain to choke me even further into submission. you can't fight if you're weak, and i was. i whimpered in fear and gave in to the capture i was facing.
in time, i was taught by these individuals and their
master the ways of ninja and martial arts overall.
come to find out i was not the first gargoyle to have
come into the presence of the TMNT, the gargress known as Lex had long ago lived with the turtles and learned from them, in curiosity they asked if i knew of her nowadays...i had no idea who she was and could tell them nothing. before long i had to leave the turtles but before i did, i had managed to come to love the one known as Leonardo and hoped maybe i could one day find my way back to him...
now i find myself in a wonderful clan i have found and now i call it home and family, but back in tir na nog there is another family and clan i have waiting for me...and a trial i must goto and punishments await me.
for the time being, i will stay here with this clan
until i can find a way home and a way to right the
horrible wrong i commited, before any more damage can be done.
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