What does your name represent?

Spideera - Archosaur wrote: »

(only my 2nd post in the forum - hope I did this right)

My cleric is: Spideera
(all my characters are named for spiders)

Because I intend to grow her strong enough to kill and eat men!! mhuhahahaha
Course, she'll help too- cause that's what clerics are supposed to do right? lol

(tiptoeing back to the game) b:bye

b:shocked your a little scary neway welcome to pwi cleric is a class that will test your patience if you want to make it your main so just keep at it.

Aura = a field of luminous radiation around a person
Lina = palm tree (occording to some obscure website)

Therefore, I wish I was surrounded by palm trees. Perhaps my name means I need a vacation in Hawaii.

'Oriannah' comes from the name 'Oriana' which is Latin for 'sunrise'.
I first settles on the name because it's aolso the name I use when I'm playing the Letter Game with my pen-pal.

Deidad (Spanish) = Deity b:cool

Vaiya - was initially going to be Vilya (one of the 3 elf rings from LOTR) but i wanted something that sounded more feminine and came up with Vaiya.

Omnicon for me personally was the last name of a character in a story I was trying to write. The story is on hold due to life problems. Anyway, the characters first name in the story was actually Shuuki which means fallen in one of the asiatic languages. (and is also the name of my veno)

I derived Omnicon as "Omni" meaning "all, or every" torn from the word-
"Omniscient" which means "having complete or unlimited knowledge, awareness, or understanding; perceiving all things."
"Con" as in "to swindle" which I can find to be an act that requires much cunning.

So, thus my old character was born in the story since she was an Omniscient Swindler, fallen in the end though.

And thats a haphazard way of trying to explain how my brain works in coming up with Omnicon. (not exactly sure how it suits a cleric though now that I think about that other then the "Omni" part.)

osacee is Creek (american indian). It mean little pokeberry. Which is one of the most useful plants used by my tribe.b:kiss

I wanted to use the word silver in my name but every decent word combination I came up with was taken. So I sat there wondering, "how can I use the word silver in my avatar's name," ummmm.... silver and avatar..... sil---vatar.... silvatar. It sounded good, and I thought that it would be easy for other players to spell, to pronounce, and to remember. I also thought that it sounded like the kind of name that a "knight in shining armour" might have which is how I tend to role-play my cleric - the good guy persona.

boondy wrote: »

Lunarian = power of love

lulz b:heart

Awwws thats so sweet b:shy

My characters are all named Lacy(item). My seeker is LacyBra (my boyfriend thought up the name), my Cleric is LacyThong (because seeing a she-elf in a thong is like a healing power), and my barb is LacyLeather (because, you know, it's a barb. Barbs are like hurrrr).

Why do I keep naming my characters LacyWhatever? Identification purposes~~~. Everyone I know calls me either Lacy or Natalie anyways, so.

This.b:bye

I picked the name Janices because it sounds like Genesis which is kinda cool..in my own opinion of course lolb:chuckle

XD all of my toons are based off of my role play characters or characters from other games/movies

"A skylark soars into the sky singing happily. As it flies upward, the clouds of evening make it invisible, but its song enables the poet to follow its flight. All the earth and air is filled with its song. The unseen but still singing skylark is compared to a poet composing, a maiden in love, a glowworm throwing out its beams of light, a rose in bloom diffusing its scent, and the sound of rain on twinkling grass. Songs sung in praise of love or wine or music played for a wedding or a celebration cannot compare in loveliness with the song of the skylark.

What accounts for the happiness of the song of the skylark? It is free from all that gives pain to man. It knows what lies beyond death and has no fear. Even if man freed himself from hate, pride, and fear, man's joy would not equal the skylark's. The secret of its capacity to sing so happily would be an incomparable gift for the poet. If the skylark could communicate to Shelley half its happiness, then he would write poetry that the world would read as joyfully as he is listening to the song of the bird."
-Wikipedia Entry: To a Skylark

To a Skylark
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
(1803-1822)

HAIL to thee, blithe spirit!
Bird thou never wert—
That from heaven or near it
Pourest thy full heart
In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.

Higher still and higher
From the earth thou springest,
Like a cloud of fire;
The blue deep thou wingest,
And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.

In the golden light'ning
Of the sunken sun,
O'er which clouds are bright'ning,
Thou dost float and run,
Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.

The pale purple even
Melts around thy flight;
Like a star of heaven,
In the broad daylight
Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight—

Keen as are the arrows
Of that silver sphere
Whose intense lamp narrows
In the white dawn clear,
Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.

All the earth and air
With thy voice is loud,
As when night is bare,
From one lonely cloud
The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflow'd.

What thou art we know not;
What is most like thee?
From rainbow clouds there flow not
Drops so bright to see,
As from thy presence showers a rain of melody:—

Like a poet hidden
In the light of thought,
Singing hymns unbidden,
Till the world is wrought
To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not:

Like a high-born maiden
In a palace tower,
Soothing her love-laden
Soul in secret hour
With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower:

Like a glow-worm golden
In a dell of dew,
Scattering unbeholden
Its aerial hue
Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view:

Like a rose embower'd
In its own green leaves,
By warm winds deflower'd,
Till the scent it gives
Makes faint with too much sweet those heavy-winged thieves.

Sound of vernal showers
On the twinkling grass,
Rain-awaken'd flowers—
All that ever was
Joyous and clear and fresh—thy music doth surpass.

Teach us, sprite or bird,
What sweet thoughts are thine:
I have never heard
Praise of love or wine
That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.

Chorus hymeneal,
Or triumphal chant,
Match'd with thine would be all
But an empty vaunt—
A thin wherein we feel there is some hidden want.

What objects are the fountains
Of thy happy strain?
What fields, or waves, or mountains?
What shapes of sky or plain?
What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain?

With thy clear keen joyance
Languor cannot be:
Shadow of annoyance
Never came near thee:
Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.

Waking or asleep,
Thou of death must deem
Things more true and deep
Than we mortals dream,
Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream?

We look before and after,
And pine for what is not:
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught;
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

Yet, if we could scorn
Hate and pride and fear,
If we were things born
Not to shed a tear,
I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.

Better than all measures
Of delightful sound,
Better than all treasures
That in books are found,
Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground!

Teach me half the gladness
That thy brain must know;
Such harmonious madness
From my lips would flow,
The world should listen then, as I am listening now.

Ifritian - Harshlands wrote: »

I originally wanted "Ifrit" which is the name of a mythic Fire Demon but someone had it so I improvised, lol...I even had the dark red skin and Demon look till my nephew got a hold of my account and spent my gold on a major overhaul@make over, lol...

Isn't Ifrit is the summon of Yuna ??