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wearing heels to reach 7 feet tall when in her full costume. She is dark, sarcastic, morbid and sometimes offensive but will normally try to turn it into a joke. | wearing heels to reach 7 feet tall when in her full costume. She is dark, sarcastic, morbid and sometimes offensive but will normally try to turn it into a joke. | ||
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− | Omisha follows the chaotic harmonic primarily and after years being evil as a follower of [[Gethsemane]] she remains evil but her husband Jonath brings out her soft side. They balance each other out and | + | Omisha follows the [[Harmonic|chaotic harmonic]] primarily and after years being [[evil]] as a follower of [[Gethsemane]] she remains evil but her husband [[Jonath]] brings out her soft side. They balance each other out and fully accept their differences, embracing freedom together. |
== History == | == History == | ||
====== Early Life ====== | ====== Early Life ====== | ||
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offer her talents to those who dare to listen. | offer her talents to those who dare to listen. | ||
− | She began dating her most devoted fan, [[Jonath]], in the year 512 and proposed marriage to him in 513. They where later to be married Tempest 22 of the year 514 in a ceremony officiated by Deokoria Ventris, Matriarch of [[Gethsemane]]. | + | She began dating her most devoted fan, [[Jonath]], in the year 512 and proposed marriage to him in 513. They where later to be married Tempest 22 of the year 514 in a ceremony officiated by Deokoria Ventris, Matriarch of [[Gethsemane]]. |
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+ | == Distortions Through The Looking Glass == | ||
+ | [[File:Distortions Through the Looking Glass.png|thumb]] | ||
+ | I stand here before your mirror | ||
+ | |||
+ | The reflections distorted in my mind | ||
+ | |||
+ | Unclear the image you can see | ||
+ | |||
+ | My true self is hidden behind | ||
+ | |||
+ | Your disguise. | ||
+ | |||
+ | I’m still figuring | ||
+ | |||
+ | Out who I’m supposed to be | ||
+ | |||
+ | Self-doubt flooding within my mind | ||
+ | |||
+ | Am I the monster inside my head? | ||
+ | |||
+ | What reflection do you choose? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Caught up in my own design | ||
+ | |||
+ | Can’t tell what escapes beyond the veil | ||
+ | |||
+ | Am I the object of your design? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Self-hatred ringing in my ears | ||
+ | |||
+ | Am I the girl inside my mind? | ||
+ | |||
+ | What reflection can you see? | ||
+ | |||
+ | A mix of two different realities | ||
+ | |||
+ | As I design myself a new identity | ||
+ | |||
+ | It’s hard to release your previous design | ||
+ | |||
+ | When I’m nobody without it | ||
+ | |||
+ | I’m just a shell to be molded | ||
+ | |||
+ | To the truth behind your eyes | ||
+ | |||
+ | Am I the boy inside my brain? | ||
+ | |||
+ | What reflection can you see? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Branded by memories that aren’t mine | ||
+ | |||
+ | It’s hard to tell where I begin - and where he ends - | ||
+ | |||
+ | A twisted backwards design | ||
+ | |||
+ | I must travel in reverse, moving | ||
+ | |||
+ | Towards my truth | ||
+ | |||
+ | Am I the nobody in my imagination? | ||
+ | |||
+ | What reflection can you see? | ||
+ | |||
+ | What reflection can you see? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Am I the distortion in my mind? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Am I perfectly designed? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Will realities misalign? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Am I following your designs? | ||
+ | |||
+ | What reflection do I show? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Does it match what you can find? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Am I the Spark I designed? | ||
+ | |||
+ | What reflection can you see? | ||
+ | |||
+ | What reflection can you find in me? | ||
[[Category:Character Pages]] | [[Category:Character Pages]] |
Latest revision as of 19:05, 23 August 2024
Omisha Umbra, born 432, is a human of the Bards guild, devoted worshipper of Gethsemane, and wife to Jonath Umbra
Known by her adoring public as The Macabre Bard, Omisha is widely regarded for her dark prose and haunting melodies. She favors the Stradivarius violin when performing.
Appearance and Character
Omisha is tall and slender at 6'4" and 108 pounds. She immediately catching your attention. She carries herself with grace and charm as if she's effortlessly gliding
across the floor. Despite her prominent skeletal features, her self-assuredness
is captivating. Her long, wavy hair is a stunning blue-black shade that frames
her delicate features perfectly. Her magenta eyes are playful and mischievous,
often dancing to the music she plays. Although she seems fragile, she has an
undeniable charm that is both captivating and haunting. Her presence is a
delicate balance of grace and fragility, like a rare and precious piece of
porcelain that you can't take your eyes off. She is known for her sense of
fashion. Also for wearing a mask that transforms her into The Skeletal Woman,
wearing heels to reach 7 feet tall when in her full costume. She is dark, sarcastic, morbid and sometimes offensive but will normally try to turn it into a joke.
Axis
Omisha follows the chaotic harmonic primarily and after years being evil as a follower of Gethsemane she remains evil but her husband Jonath brings out her soft side. They balance each other out and fully accept their differences, embracing freedom together.
History
Early Life
Omisha grew up in a family of traveling gypsies. They traveled the land and
would tell stories and poems to travelers, as well as sing songs.
In her free time between performances she would draw pictures and
make crafts out of various items her family found along their way.
When she was thirteen, their caravan was attacked by a band of bandits.
They slaughtered her entire family but she managed to escape
with her twin brother Slvon. They hid in out in the forests for a while
trying to gather what money they could. Slvon gave her the money and
sent her off to a town he had heard of northwest of where they where.
She flowed the map to the place that her brother marked and found
herself in Sable.
Adventurer
Upon arriving on Sable, she felt overwhelmed she had never been
to a big city before but people seemed friendly and she was
able to acquire a map. She located where the library was and
took to learning all about the strange place she found herself in.
During that studying she learned of a group of performers much
like the one she grew up with. The Bards Guild.
That is when she learned she had to write a letter to them to
be accepted to the guild. There she met like minded people
Shortly after she settled into the Bard's guild, she
looked forward to honing her craft and sharing her talents with the world.
However, it wasn't long before the Pretender, a notorious and feared figure
with a bad reputation, made himself known. His very presence caused a stir in
the town, and people started talking about him in hushed tones. It soon became
clear that he would stop at nothing to take control.
As the days turned into weeks, the situation only got worse. Demon invasions
and hellfire became a common sight, and people started living in fear of their
lives. Eventually this led Omisha to leave town for many years. Hoping that time
would heal her wounds and erase the memories of those dark times, but every time
she tried to come back, she found herself plagued by misfortune once more. It was a
never-ending cycle that seemed impossible to break.
However, as of late, she has finally begun to find my footing once more. She has
immersed myself in The Macabre Arts, and the renewed sense of purpose and
enthusiasm has filled her with hope. She excited to apply herself once more and
offer her talents to those who dare to listen.
She began dating her most devoted fan, Jonath, in the year 512 and proposed marriage to him in 513. They where later to be married Tempest 22 of the year 514 in a ceremony officiated by Deokoria Ventris, Matriarch of Gethsemane.
Distortions Through The Looking Glass
I stand here before your mirror
The reflections distorted in my mind
Unclear the image you can see
My true self is hidden behind
Your disguise.
I’m still figuring
Out who I’m supposed to be
Self-doubt flooding within my mind
Am I the monster inside my head?
What reflection do you choose?
Caught up in my own design
Can’t tell what escapes beyond the veil
Am I the object of your design?
Self-hatred ringing in my ears
Am I the girl inside my mind?
What reflection can you see?
A mix of two different realities
As I design myself a new identity
It’s hard to release your previous design
When I’m nobody without it
I’m just a shell to be molded
To the truth behind your eyes
Am I the boy inside my brain?
What reflection can you see?
Branded by memories that aren’t mine
It’s hard to tell where I begin - and where he ends -
A twisted backwards design
I must travel in reverse, moving
Towards my truth
Am I the nobody in my imagination?
What reflection can you see?
What reflection can you see?
Am I the distortion in my mind?
Am I perfectly designed?
Will realities misalign?
Am I following your designs?
What reflection do I show?
Does it match what you can find?
Am I the Spark I designed?
What reflection can you see?
What reflection can you find in me?