¤ application;
.the mundane;
» Name: Katie
» Journal: prosperinne
» Contact: AIM: loveandrespekt
.the myth;
» God(dess): Mestra
» Reference: one, two, three
» Family: {mother & father} Erysichthon & unknown mother ; {spouse} I'm going with none (partly because the two listed seem unlikely, and secondly just because)
» Played By: Jessica Biel
» Human Alias: Jocelyn Reed
» Human Age: 26 (birthdate: april 24th, 1984)
» God of...: Mortal
» Flair: Although she can no longer shape shift into another person or animal, Mestra is able to understand basic animal thoughts and needs if she chooses to. She is also able to channel some fraction of their strengths (i.e. a burst of greater-than-average strength, comparable to that of a bear; or excellent swimming skills, more stamina and grace in the water, "she swims like a fish").
» Flair Type: ACTIVATED
» Fitting in: Personal assistant for a partnered lawyer
» Weakness:
Mestra spent a lot of her time running away from people, because of this, she finds it hard to make attachments and form friendships with others. It's not that she can't, it's just that she's never really known how to stick around and get to know someone else. Her way of social interaction was usually just flirting to make herself more attractive to slave owners looking to buy a mistress. So, at times where flirting isn't an option, she can be a bit awkward and socially underdeveloped and will question what is the proper social protocol for the situation.
That she continued to let herself be sold into slavery in order to help her father shows a great sense of altruism in Mestra, in a rather self-harming way. She did this mostly out of love for her father, but also because she has become so used to being a caretaker for him, she hasn't had time in years to think about herself. This is not to say she isn't confident in herself, just that she can neglect her own needs at times.
Having the ability to escape from any situation by simply turning into a bird and flying away has made Mestra a very brave girl. This bravery can be a great disadvantage now that she no longer has that power. At times, Mestra forgets about not having her ability anymore and can get herself into dangerous situations, be it flirting too much with a pushy man at the bar and then remembering too late that she can't just turn into a man and punch his lights out, or just backing herself into a corner when it comes to confrontations.
» History:
Born to the King of Thessaly, Mestra grew up as an normal princess would. Waited upon by servants, taking lessons of comportment, sewing, dancing, so on and so forth. She lead a fairly happy life, until her father decided to cut down trees in a sacred grove of Demeter. For his sins, Demeter punished him by placing Famine in his stomach while he was sleeping, making him insatiably hungry at all times.
Because of his curse, Erysichthon soon lost all of his riches in paying for food and had to result to selling all of his possessions. Still, even a King has to run out of things to sell and ways to make money, so next he had to sell his daughter into slavery.
Mestra, however, had a lucky gift that turned out to be her father's saving grace, as well as her own -- she had the power to change her form, to shape shift. This power was given to her by Poseidon. Before her father had been ruined, Poseidon slept with Mestra, taking her virginity. So, when her father became cursed, she went to Poseidon and pleaded with him to help her with her plight. The sea god decided to apease her pleas and gave her the ability to change into any form she desired.
And so, Mestra was sold into slavery by her father to a man who was mostly interested in her as a lover. When the man tried to sleep with her, Mestra changed forms and was able to escape from him. Soon, she returned to her father, feeling a strong sense of daughterly duty, and she revealed her gift to him. From then on he continued to sell her to different men for money for food. And so, Mestra would continue to escape them, changing into different animals to do so. Over time, she began to sleep with some of her masters who wanted to sleep with her, if she thought them to be handsome, as a way to break up the monotony of her life, but she would still change forms afterwards and return to her father to be sold as a slave again.
Mestra is taken from a time where her father is still alive, as he will later eat himself alive in his desperation, and has been in her endless cycle of slavery for several years.
» Personality:
Mestra is a flirt. It was what helped her get men looking for slaves to be their mistresses to buy her. She does not overstep her boundaries when it comes to men who are married or in a relationship. She can usually tell who is just looking to exchange words and who is looking for sex. But she also knows who she wants to sleep with and she has never slept with someone she didn't want to, but has also never been rejected as her former owners were looking to sleep with her in the first place. This being said, it would be very unlikely for her to propose sex, but if she was interested and the offer was made, it would not be denied unless the man was already committed to another woman.
As a woman who was once a princess of Thessaly, Mestra has retained most of her regal grace despite becoming a slave. She is able to put together sentences in a dignified and well thought-out manner. However, enslavement has weakened her sense of royal entitlement, she has almost completely forgotten about taking care of herself. She has been doing so for so long, taking care of another person (before her father, now the man she PAs for) is something she is very good at. That being said, she is not the first to offer help for every little thing, she still has some sense of dignity, but she will always be of any help she can if asked.
Being constantly sold again and again into slavery, breaking free, just to become enslaved again, made life far from easy for Mestra. While it was partly her choice to continue to return to her father, she still felt responsible for him as his daughter. This life of perpetual enslavement has toughened her. She is able to take on a lot and has hardened up emotionally because of it, rather than letting it wear her down. She has learned to be brave in the face of unwanted attentions from men. And while she was a smart girl beforehand, she has honed that intelligence to be cunning and clever in escaping her masters time and time again. She has also learned how to be self-reliant, being able to come up with a way for both her father to live and eat constantly, as well as taking care of herself as she was the servant rather than herself being waited upon as she used to be. All of these skills and hardships has made her confident in her abilities. She very rarely doubts what she is doing or herself.
Being in the possession of many a man, Mestra has come to pick up an instinct about those who's intentions are well meant, and those whose are not. With her power, she was able to take the form of a man, and at times she used this to her advantage-- going to places only men were allowed and being amongst them as one of their own to get a better understanding of the male psyche. So, when she thinks that a man has less-than-honorable intentions, she puts her guards up and can be quite cold.
This newfound freedom, no longer shackled to her father nor to her master of the week, is an opportunity that Mestra does not take lightly. She certainly feels some worry over her father's state, but is also ready to take this chance. She adapts to situations quickly (being tossed from one person to the next so often) and has a lot of drive to make a better life for herself, even if at times she feels a bit undeserving of it.
» Sample Roleplay:
Mestra was taking advantage of her freedom, now on her own time (except when she was at work anyway), by experiencing one of the experiences that any young woman over the age of twenty-one should have: clubbing. She had gotten dressed up in the strange modern clothes that she found in her closet, a short black dress, strapless with a sweetheart neckline. The dress was made of a stretchy material, clinging to her lithe body and showing off all her curves. Accessories still escaped her, however, and she only wore a pair of black heels and carried a small gold clutch with her. Her hair she left down, in its natural waves, falling around her shoulders.
She was now at the bar, ordering a drink she heard another woman order as she was unsure of what to get. She had made it past the bouncer, the need for identification was a bit of a stumble for her, but she remembered the plastic card that the apartment manager gave her and that seemed to work for the bouncer as she was let in after showing that to him. There were many people in the club, dancing and talking and laughing and drinking. It was overwhelming and exciting all at the same time.
Mestra received her drink, it turned out to be something colorful and sweet and she liked it quite a lot. She sipped at it as she watched the dancefloor. The music was loud but entrancing, the beat made her body want to move, and unconsciously she was swaying a little bit. It was not long before a man approached her, asking her to dance. He was handsome so Mestra flashed her best smile and took his hand. Together, they danced for a few songs, their bodies close, becoming heated. The man, Daniel was his name, lead her off the dance floor when they both were beginning to sweat, in order to get some air. They sat down at a booth in the corner to rest, but it was not long before he went in for a kiss.
Mestra had already sensed this man's intentions as being questionable, from the way that he had asked her dance and the few comments he had made during. She had not let this hinder her fun, but had certainly been keeping her guard up. When he tried to make a move, she felt the overwhelming urge to turn into an animal and flee quickly. Unfortunately, this was not a possibility anymore and instead she tried to just channel the strength of the hard-working ox. It seemed to work in some capacity as she was able to force him off of her and get away. As she made her way home, sitting in the back of the yellow car much like the one that had taken her to the club in the first place, she smiled a bit. Happy for the experience and simply the freedom to have had it, but also of the knowledge that she was not completely without her shape shifting ability.
» Name: Katie
» Journal: prosperinne
» Contact: AIM: loveandrespekt
.the myth;
» God(dess): Mestra
» Reference: one, two, three
» Family: {mother & father} Erysichthon & unknown mother ; {spouse} I'm going with none (partly because the two listed seem unlikely, and secondly just because)
» Played By: Jessica Biel
» Human Alias: Jocelyn Reed
» Human Age: 26 (birthdate: april 24th, 1984)
» God of...: Mortal
» Flair: Although she can no longer shape shift into another person or animal, Mestra is able to understand basic animal thoughts and needs if she chooses to. She is also able to channel some fraction of their strengths (i.e. a burst of greater-than-average strength, comparable to that of a bear; or excellent swimming skills, more stamina and grace in the water, "she swims like a fish").
» Flair Type: ACTIVATED
» Fitting in: Personal assistant for a partnered lawyer
» Weakness:
Mestra spent a lot of her time running away from people, because of this, she finds it hard to make attachments and form friendships with others. It's not that she can't, it's just that she's never really known how to stick around and get to know someone else. Her way of social interaction was usually just flirting to make herself more attractive to slave owners looking to buy a mistress. So, at times where flirting isn't an option, she can be a bit awkward and socially underdeveloped and will question what is the proper social protocol for the situation.
That she continued to let herself be sold into slavery in order to help her father shows a great sense of altruism in Mestra, in a rather self-harming way. She did this mostly out of love for her father, but also because she has become so used to being a caretaker for him, she hasn't had time in years to think about herself. This is not to say she isn't confident in herself, just that she can neglect her own needs at times.
Having the ability to escape from any situation by simply turning into a bird and flying away has made Mestra a very brave girl. This bravery can be a great disadvantage now that she no longer has that power. At times, Mestra forgets about not having her ability anymore and can get herself into dangerous situations, be it flirting too much with a pushy man at the bar and then remembering too late that she can't just turn into a man and punch his lights out, or just backing herself into a corner when it comes to confrontations.
» History:
Born to the King of Thessaly, Mestra grew up as an normal princess would. Waited upon by servants, taking lessons of comportment, sewing, dancing, so on and so forth. She lead a fairly happy life, until her father decided to cut down trees in a sacred grove of Demeter. For his sins, Demeter punished him by placing Famine in his stomach while he was sleeping, making him insatiably hungry at all times.
Because of his curse, Erysichthon soon lost all of his riches in paying for food and had to result to selling all of his possessions. Still, even a King has to run out of things to sell and ways to make money, so next he had to sell his daughter into slavery.
Mestra, however, had a lucky gift that turned out to be her father's saving grace, as well as her own -- she had the power to change her form, to shape shift. This power was given to her by Poseidon. Before her father had been ruined, Poseidon slept with Mestra, taking her virginity. So, when her father became cursed, she went to Poseidon and pleaded with him to help her with her plight. The sea god decided to apease her pleas and gave her the ability to change into any form she desired.
And so, Mestra was sold into slavery by her father to a man who was mostly interested in her as a lover. When the man tried to sleep with her, Mestra changed forms and was able to escape from him. Soon, she returned to her father, feeling a strong sense of daughterly duty, and she revealed her gift to him. From then on he continued to sell her to different men for money for food. And so, Mestra would continue to escape them, changing into different animals to do so. Over time, she began to sleep with some of her masters who wanted to sleep with her, if she thought them to be handsome, as a way to break up the monotony of her life, but she would still change forms afterwards and return to her father to be sold as a slave again.
Mestra is taken from a time where her father is still alive, as he will later eat himself alive in his desperation, and has been in her endless cycle of slavery for several years.
» Personality:
Mestra is a flirt. It was what helped her get men looking for slaves to be their mistresses to buy her. She does not overstep her boundaries when it comes to men who are married or in a relationship. She can usually tell who is just looking to exchange words and who is looking for sex. But she also knows who she wants to sleep with and she has never slept with someone she didn't want to, but has also never been rejected as her former owners were looking to sleep with her in the first place. This being said, it would be very unlikely for her to propose sex, but if she was interested and the offer was made, it would not be denied unless the man was already committed to another woman.
As a woman who was once a princess of Thessaly, Mestra has retained most of her regal grace despite becoming a slave. She is able to put together sentences in a dignified and well thought-out manner. However, enslavement has weakened her sense of royal entitlement, she has almost completely forgotten about taking care of herself. She has been doing so for so long, taking care of another person (before her father, now the man she PAs for) is something she is very good at. That being said, she is not the first to offer help for every little thing, she still has some sense of dignity, but she will always be of any help she can if asked.
Being constantly sold again and again into slavery, breaking free, just to become enslaved again, made life far from easy for Mestra. While it was partly her choice to continue to return to her father, she still felt responsible for him as his daughter. This life of perpetual enslavement has toughened her. She is able to take on a lot and has hardened up emotionally because of it, rather than letting it wear her down. She has learned to be brave in the face of unwanted attentions from men. And while she was a smart girl beforehand, she has honed that intelligence to be cunning and clever in escaping her masters time and time again. She has also learned how to be self-reliant, being able to come up with a way for both her father to live and eat constantly, as well as taking care of herself as she was the servant rather than herself being waited upon as she used to be. All of these skills and hardships has made her confident in her abilities. She very rarely doubts what she is doing or herself.
Being in the possession of many a man, Mestra has come to pick up an instinct about those who's intentions are well meant, and those whose are not. With her power, she was able to take the form of a man, and at times she used this to her advantage-- going to places only men were allowed and being amongst them as one of their own to get a better understanding of the male psyche. So, when she thinks that a man has less-than-honorable intentions, she puts her guards up and can be quite cold.
This newfound freedom, no longer shackled to her father nor to her master of the week, is an opportunity that Mestra does not take lightly. She certainly feels some worry over her father's state, but is also ready to take this chance. She adapts to situations quickly (being tossed from one person to the next so often) and has a lot of drive to make a better life for herself, even if at times she feels a bit undeserving of it.
» Sample Roleplay:
Mestra was taking advantage of her freedom, now on her own time (except when she was at work anyway), by experiencing one of the experiences that any young woman over the age of twenty-one should have: clubbing. She had gotten dressed up in the strange modern clothes that she found in her closet, a short black dress, strapless with a sweetheart neckline. The dress was made of a stretchy material, clinging to her lithe body and showing off all her curves. Accessories still escaped her, however, and she only wore a pair of black heels and carried a small gold clutch with her. Her hair she left down, in its natural waves, falling around her shoulders.
She was now at the bar, ordering a drink she heard another woman order as she was unsure of what to get. She had made it past the bouncer, the need for identification was a bit of a stumble for her, but she remembered the plastic card that the apartment manager gave her and that seemed to work for the bouncer as she was let in after showing that to him. There were many people in the club, dancing and talking and laughing and drinking. It was overwhelming and exciting all at the same time.
Mestra received her drink, it turned out to be something colorful and sweet and she liked it quite a lot. She sipped at it as she watched the dancefloor. The music was loud but entrancing, the beat made her body want to move, and unconsciously she was swaying a little bit. It was not long before a man approached her, asking her to dance. He was handsome so Mestra flashed her best smile and took his hand. Together, they danced for a few songs, their bodies close, becoming heated. The man, Daniel was his name, lead her off the dance floor when they both were beginning to sweat, in order to get some air. They sat down at a booth in the corner to rest, but it was not long before he went in for a kiss.
Mestra had already sensed this man's intentions as being questionable, from the way that he had asked her dance and the few comments he had made during. She had not let this hinder her fun, but had certainly been keeping her guard up. When he tried to make a move, she felt the overwhelming urge to turn into an animal and flee quickly. Unfortunately, this was not a possibility anymore and instead she tried to just channel the strength of the hard-working ox. It seemed to work in some capacity as she was able to force him off of her and get away. As she made her way home, sitting in the back of the yellow car much like the one that had taken her to the club in the first place, she smiled a bit. Happy for the experience and simply the freedom to have had it, but also of the knowledge that she was not completely without her shape shifting ability.