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3 yrs ago
Name: Fargo Moliinci
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Appearance: Fargo stands at just over 6ft tall, while weighing in at 230lbs. Nothing else to really note, aside from a number of scratches/bite marks and the faint smell of dung, along with his muscle toned body from his constant wildlife adventures.
Personality: Fargo is an overly enthusiastic man with a place in his heart for every animal on the planet. Even if they're dangerous, or just plain deadly, he shows affection to them with no fear. His passion is clear as he coaxs animals to calm down into his grasp; Even dangerous predators, like wild crocodiles. While his bravery is a positive trait, he tends to overextend himself and sometimes ends up getting himself into trouble. He's slippery enough to get out of it though... Most of the time.
As a pure-blooded aussie, it's only natural for Fargo to be angry sometimes. His temper flares up when someone crosses him or or gets on his nerves, and he can throw out swears people have never even heard before. He can get especially angry when people threaten wild animals; As most of the time killing them is perfectly avoidable. He doesn't appreciate killing just for the sake of it.
Generally towards people he'll share his enthusiasm and passions; Wanting others to appreciate nature like he does, though he understands it isn't for everyone. He can be fairly friendly, if a bit of a smartass, to the people around him. He's got a sharp tongue and the fists to back it up if a fight breaks out; Making him a good friend to have, and a terrifying enemy to oppose you.
Background: Fargo was born into a middle-class family in Sydney, Australia. As a young boy he had a fascination with animals, and his favorite place to go was the zoo. He could stare and watch the animals for hours, admiring the things they did and the way they communicated. He almost felt like he had a natural connection to them; Though his parents dismissed this as him being overly imaginative.
His resolve only grew stronger over the years, however, as Fargo saw amazing acts like people taming vicious crocodiles, communicating and playing with seals, and dolphins. He decided he wanted to be like them one day; And it drove him to focus in school, in order to learn how to follow his dream.
The boy was, unfortunately, too impatient for college. He lacked the qualifications to fulfil his dream, as he considered it all a bit too over the top to be necessary. So what did he do? He started one study rather than half a dozen; Animal psychology. He learned how animals acted in the wild and why, and then went out to find and tame his own animals. Who needed zoos, right?
It was a bumpy road for Fargo. Multiple times he'd been chased by dangerous animals, bitten by poisonous things, and generally disregarded for his choices in life. But he pressed on, slowly observing the wildlife of Australia and learning how to befriend them. First it was snakes, then small coyotes, and he even managed to calm down crocodiles. He never intended to keep to keep them; Rather, he just wanted them free in the wild. That was more than enough for him.
Recently, Fargo has had plans to travel the world and befriend many more animals; He has a flight leaving in twenty-six hours, and is packing and saying his goodbyes. He knew he'd be back, he just wasn't sure when. He knew one thing, though... He was going to have a hell of a lot of fun.
Abilities: You n' Me Are Buddies: Fargo is able to tame most creatures to the point of them letting him pet them and study them closer than normal. He can also stop hostilities between animals and his fellow adventurers. If there are other hostile enemies around, the animals may turn on them due to their threatening presence!
You Wanna Go, Ya Mug?!: Fargo is a tough guy; He'll punch your teeth out if you piss him off, and he knows how to swing a kukri, as well. Making him unofficially somewhat experienced with shortswords. He's not the slowest person, either; Though he's far from the fastest.
Ain't A Doctah, But I'll Do!: Fargo is aware of natural cures for common poisons, and knows how to look for symptoms in individuals to specify the poison type. In other words, he'll save your ass in a bad situation.
Relic: UNIDENTIFIED KUKRI
Other: THEME
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Appearance: Fargo stands at just over 6ft tall, while weighing in at 230lbs. Nothing else to really note, aside from a number of scratches/bite marks and the faint smell of dung, along with his muscle toned body from his constant wildlife adventures.
Personality: Fargo is an overly enthusiastic man with a place in his heart for every animal on the planet. Even if they're dangerous, or just plain deadly, he shows affection to them with no fear. His passion is clear as he coaxs animals to calm down into his grasp; Even dangerous predators, like wild crocodiles. While his bravery is a positive trait, he tends to overextend himself and sometimes ends up getting himself into trouble. He's slippery enough to get out of it though... Most of the time.
As a pure-blooded aussie, it's only natural for Fargo to be angry sometimes. His temper flares up when someone crosses him or or gets on his nerves, and he can throw out swears people have never even heard before. He can get especially angry when people threaten wild animals; As most of the time killing them is perfectly avoidable. He doesn't appreciate killing just for the sake of it.
Generally towards people he'll share his enthusiasm and passions; Wanting others to appreciate nature like he does, though he understands it isn't for everyone. He can be fairly friendly, if a bit of a smartass, to the people around him. He's got a sharp tongue and the fists to back it up if a fight breaks out; Making him a good friend to have, and a terrifying enemy to oppose you.
Background: Fargo was born into a middle-class family in Sydney, Australia. As a young boy he had a fascination with animals, and his favorite place to go was the zoo. He could stare and watch the animals for hours, admiring the things they did and the way they communicated. He almost felt like he had a natural connection to them; Though his parents dismissed this as him being overly imaginative.
His resolve only grew stronger over the years, however, as Fargo saw amazing acts like people taming vicious crocodiles, communicating and playing with seals, and dolphins. He decided he wanted to be like them one day; And it drove him to focus in school, in order to learn how to follow his dream.
The boy was, unfortunately, too impatient for college. He lacked the qualifications to fulfil his dream, as he considered it all a bit too over the top to be necessary. So what did he do? He started one study rather than half a dozen; Animal psychology. He learned how animals acted in the wild and why, and then went out to find and tame his own animals. Who needed zoos, right?
It was a bumpy road for Fargo. Multiple times he'd been chased by dangerous animals, bitten by poisonous things, and generally disregarded for his choices in life. But he pressed on, slowly observing the wildlife of Australia and learning how to befriend them. First it was snakes, then small coyotes, and he even managed to calm down crocodiles. He never intended to keep to keep them; Rather, he just wanted them free in the wild. That was more than enough for him.
Recently, Fargo has had plans to travel the world and befriend many more animals; He has a flight leaving in twenty-six hours, and is packing and saying his goodbyes. He knew he'd be back, he just wasn't sure when. He knew one thing, though... He was going to have a hell of a lot of fun.
Abilities: You n' Me Are Buddies: Fargo is able to tame most creatures to the point of them letting him pet them and study them closer than normal. He can also stop hostilities between animals and his fellow adventurers. If there are other hostile enemies around, the animals may turn on them due to their threatening presence!
You Wanna Go, Ya Mug?!: Fargo is a tough guy; He'll punch your teeth out if you piss him off, and he knows how to swing a kukri, as well. Making him unofficially somewhat experienced with shortswords. He's not the slowest person, either; Though he's far from the fastest.
Ain't A Doctah, But I'll Do!: Fargo is aware of natural cures for common poisons, and knows how to look for symptoms in individuals to specify the poison type. In other words, he'll save your ass in a bad situation.
Relic: UNIDENTIFIED KUKRI
Other: THEME
Rune_Alchemist Absolute Depravity
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"Hey hey, I'm sexy so you should go buy me lunch, yea?"
Name:
Anissa Lawrence
Gender:
Female
Age:
22
Appearance:
Anissa isn't exactly physically impressive. Standing at 5'6, she has a slender and petite frame with grey eyes and dark hair. She is a fan of elaborate, fancy but simple enough dresses and prefers them over simpler clothing more popular in the modern era even if they're a bit of a hassle. She has a pale complexion and wears just enough makeup to make herself look fairly good without wearing an obscene amount. She can often be seen wearing an old ring inlaid with an amethyst.
Personality:
A little on the introverted side and impish side, but not unfriendly or shy. A little whimsical and selfish, she ultimately only does what she wants without any shame or consideration for others. It's a good thing she's generally a friendly and morally upright person, or things might get a little difficult for anyone she meets. She typically spends most of her day either indoors reading, at a library, on a computer, writing, or all manner of similar pursuits as she considers herself a bit of a writer - and has even published a few books you've probably have never heard of.
That said, she is a prideful little thing and greatly dislikes people who either insult her or those she considers friends. She may not be physically intimidating or impressive, but don't think she's not above playing dirty to get back at people. Some people find her whimsical and selfish nature a bit much at times, since she tends to need someone to balance her out and reign in her antics at times. Confident and poised, she considers herself to be someone who can't fail.
Often incredibly hard on herself should she fail, and suffers from migraines. Tries not to take life too seriously, except when she does. Often narrates things in grandiose and comically melodramatic fashion.
Background:
Born and raised in a sleep seaside town in the UK, Anissa has a fairly simple life in a middle class family. If you asked her, she was the perfect little angel. If you ask her parents, she was a demon child who could never stay out of trouble. Anissa had a very curious nature that showed early in her life, often getting into places no child should and injuring herself more than a few times doing so. More than once, she was sent to the hospital or the fire department had to be called to get her out of comically weird situations.
As she grew older, her curiosity only expanded. She generally did well in school, a competitive spirit driving her to do good, but made sure never to take things too seriously. She got into writing during her youth, quickly being drawn to the use of language and started writing short stories and such to pass the time, winning a few awards in the process but never particularly standing out.
After graduation, she moved onto Uni and took several classes, but never really majoring in anything. Physics. A semester of biology. A few computer classes, and worked part time at a computer store. She never intended to have a major in anything. Her real focus went into publishing a book she had been working on, finishing it up and getting it out there - which she succeeded in...to an extent.
Sales weren't exactly great, but they weren't terrible either. A good first step, she supposed. She'd just have to try harder and write something even better next time! Something young adults would like...hmm, maybe a wizarding school? Perhaps something about vampires? Teens loved that edgy stuff. She went on to publish a few more books that were met with mixed reviews, and is currently working on a new series that will hopefully catch on.
Abilities:
Language studies:
Anissa started writing at an early age, and as such has a fairly good grasp of pen, paper, and language in general. She has a good grasp of several different spoken and written languages, and how language itself was formed and could reasonably tell you the roots and histories of a written word.
Quick Learner:
Generally speaking, Anissa has always had a fairly good head on her shoulders regarding scholarly subjects. She's a quick study when she puts her mind to it, and attempts to incorporate this into her writings to make them more realistic. Unfortunately, this does not extend to more physical pursuits.
Charismatic Confidence
While Anissa's overconfidence and otherwise mildly selfish and 'do what I want' attitude may not be everyone's cup of tea, there is an undeniable charm about her that most people do respond to at times. Confidence goes miles in getting people to listen to you, and if Anissa is anything, it's confident.
Relic:
Odd Lantern:
This odd, broken Gothic lantern has seen far better days. The glass is shattered in several spots and completely missing in others. The handle on the side is broken off, leaving only a ring at the top where one can hold it easily. The vibrant gold color that it once was has rusted and faded to a dirty brown.
Anissa Lawrence
Gender:
Female
Age:
22
Appearance:
Anissa isn't exactly physically impressive. Standing at 5'6, she has a slender and petite frame with grey eyes and dark hair. She is a fan of elaborate, fancy but simple enough dresses and prefers them over simpler clothing more popular in the modern era even if they're a bit of a hassle. She has a pale complexion and wears just enough makeup to make herself look fairly good without wearing an obscene amount. She can often be seen wearing an old ring inlaid with an amethyst.
Personality:
A little on the introverted side and impish side, but not unfriendly or shy. A little whimsical and selfish, she ultimately only does what she wants without any shame or consideration for others. It's a good thing she's generally a friendly and morally upright person, or things might get a little difficult for anyone she meets. She typically spends most of her day either indoors reading, at a library, on a computer, writing, or all manner of similar pursuits as she considers herself a bit of a writer - and has even published a few books you've probably have never heard of.
That said, she is a prideful little thing and greatly dislikes people who either insult her or those she considers friends. She may not be physically intimidating or impressive, but don't think she's not above playing dirty to get back at people. Some people find her whimsical and selfish nature a bit much at times, since she tends to need someone to balance her out and reign in her antics at times. Confident and poised, she considers herself to be someone who can't fail.
Often incredibly hard on herself should she fail, and suffers from migraines. Tries not to take life too seriously, except when she does. Often narrates things in grandiose and comically melodramatic fashion.
Background:
Born and raised in a sleep seaside town in the UK, Anissa has a fairly simple life in a middle class family. If you asked her, she was the perfect little angel. If you ask her parents, she was a demon child who could never stay out of trouble. Anissa had a very curious nature that showed early in her life, often getting into places no child should and injuring herself more than a few times doing so. More than once, she was sent to the hospital or the fire department had to be called to get her out of comically weird situations.
As she grew older, her curiosity only expanded. She generally did well in school, a competitive spirit driving her to do good, but made sure never to take things too seriously. She got into writing during her youth, quickly being drawn to the use of language and started writing short stories and such to pass the time, winning a few awards in the process but never particularly standing out.
After graduation, she moved onto Uni and took several classes, but never really majoring in anything. Physics. A semester of biology. A few computer classes, and worked part time at a computer store. She never intended to have a major in anything. Her real focus went into publishing a book she had been working on, finishing it up and getting it out there - which she succeeded in...to an extent.
Sales weren't exactly great, but they weren't terrible either. A good first step, she supposed. She'd just have to try harder and write something even better next time! Something young adults would like...hmm, maybe a wizarding school? Perhaps something about vampires? Teens loved that edgy stuff. She went on to publish a few more books that were met with mixed reviews, and is currently working on a new series that will hopefully catch on.
Abilities:
Language studies:
Anissa started writing at an early age, and as such has a fairly good grasp of pen, paper, and language in general. She has a good grasp of several different spoken and written languages, and how language itself was formed and could reasonably tell you the roots and histories of a written word.
Quick Learner:
Generally speaking, Anissa has always had a fairly good head on her shoulders regarding scholarly subjects. She's a quick study when she puts her mind to it, and attempts to incorporate this into her writings to make them more realistic. Unfortunately, this does not extend to more physical pursuits.
Charismatic Confidence
While Anissa's overconfidence and otherwise mildly selfish and 'do what I want' attitude may not be everyone's cup of tea, there is an undeniable charm about her that most people do respond to at times. Confidence goes miles in getting people to listen to you, and if Anissa is anything, it's confident.
Relic:
Odd Lantern:
This odd, broken Gothic lantern has seen far better days. The glass is shattered in several spots and completely missing in others. The handle on the side is broken off, leaving only a ring at the top where one can hold it easily. The vibrant gold color that it once was has rusted and faded to a dirty brown.
Dark Light
Member
Seen
13 hrs ago
Name: Ryder Shaw
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Appearance: Pretty much exactly as image. Dragon tattoo and all. Maybe, just maybe a cleaner shirt.
Personality: Head strong and stubborn. Can be considered abrasive and rude but deep down he is deeply caring and protective. Although he only shows this with a tough love approach.
He is confident and often altruistic in his actions. However his low self worth causes him to act recklessly often with little regard to his own safety.
Background: His mother passed away when he was just a young child. He still remembers the days of seeing her bed stricken with a terminal illness. His father was a respectable hard working guy, doing the best he could with what he had in an unfair world. After his mother's death Ryder's fathers life slowly spiralled out of control from the loss. He became an abusive alcoholic who could hardly provide for his son. Who hardly tried. Ryder suddenly had to grow up fast and became bitter and hard.
Abilities:
Perseverance:
Brawling:
Scoundrel:
Relic:
Locket of forgotten memories
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Appearance: Pretty much exactly as image. Dragon tattoo and all. Maybe, just maybe a cleaner shirt.
Personality: Head strong and stubborn. Can be considered abrasive and rude but deep down he is deeply caring and protective. Although he only shows this with a tough love approach.
He is confident and often altruistic in his actions. However his low self worth causes him to act recklessly often with little regard to his own safety.
Background: His mother passed away when he was just a young child. He still remembers the days of seeing her bed stricken with a terminal illness. His father was a respectable hard working guy, doing the best he could with what he had in an unfair world. After his mother's death Ryder's fathers life slowly spiralled out of control from the loss. He became an abusive alcoholic who could hardly provide for his son. Who hardly tried. Ryder suddenly had to grow up fast and became bitter and hard.
Abilities:
Perseverance:
Never give up, never back down. Ryder pushes on despite all odds not knowing when to quit. When his sights are set on something he becomes a true force to be reckoned with. This lets him carry on where others would fall but due to the likely hood of overdoing it this can also be considered a flaw.
Brawling:
His rough street lifestyle and poor upbringing have taught him to be a fighter. While not extremely technical, experience has taught him how to take, dodge and deliver a punch.
Scoundrel:
Those that truly want something will do anything to get it. He is not afraid to lie, cheat or steal to see his ends met, and he has become pretty good at it. Morals are something reserved for those of privilege with a background of luxury and choice.
Relic:
Locket of forgotten memories
A necklace locket that has an early picture of his family inside. Happier simpler times. It has long since been fused shut. To keep it safe it is often tied around his wrist and tucked securely into his glove.
deadpixel101 Still Around
Member
Seen
3 mos ago
Name: "Ellie" or "Cotton"
Gender: Androgynous, though goes by "she, her" pronouns.
Age: 22
Appearance: Ellie stands at roughly 5'4 with a toned build. Lithe though with respectable muscle. Her face is heart shaped and her skin is tan. She has cold eyes of teal with long lashes and a scar running under her left. Her head is covered in a fluff of white hair done up in a short choppy sort of cut. She has a button
nose and thin lips, with round ears set a little high on their face. She has no piercings to speak of, even within her ears. Her shoulders and slender set and hands rough, with scarred knuckles. She has stretch marks on her stomach and in the crooks of her arms. Her fingers are a little banged up, often covered in colorful band-aids. They have a modest figure which plays into their androgynous look, though they still often bind their chest. The one really feminine feature they hold are noticeable hips and thighs. They never paint their nails any colors, and are in fact noticeably chewed. The only piece of jewelry they wear is a simple choker around the neck.
Personality: A little reclusive they tend to carry an "arms-length" approach to relationships. They don't really enjoy social interactions if they are a surprise or if there are massive crowds. They fidget when they can with whatever they have their hands on. While these traits might make one think she has a reserved or passive style they are actually rather opinionated and driven, they are simply quiet. They don't have much in the way of humor barring some sarcasm and dry-wit. While their words are often either blunt or lacking they tend to move in bold manners and have a reckless attitude to their own well-being. Despite this they tend to hate seeing others hurt themselves or act in a similar manner.
Background: Born into a rather prodigious family as the youngest of five siblings. Having a fair gap in age between themselves and the nearest sibling they got were raised nearly alone. Their siblings all found success in different regards, whether it was in academics or the workforce. Expectations upon Ellie were high and she spent most if not all of her years stressed by this fact. Coupled with a learning disability she grew to detest school and while she loves her parents and respects them for their work, she also holds a grudge to them and their way of making her feel small. This is where and why her cagey attitude took form, seeking outside ways to relieve stress. She took to many different kinds of sports though never stuck long with any team based ones. In time she found her true passion to be boxing, and has been practicing it quite fervently since roughly age 13. Eventually her relationship with her parents grew more distant, yet they were placated with her success in a sport they could begrudgingly respect. Her plans were to continue with schooling until she could gain a pro licence and aim for some sort of global ranking, or better yet contend in the Olympics. At some point in their youth they had a traumatic experience with a train accident and the loss of their best friend from her boxing club. She adopted a different style and generally more jaded life after this.
Abilities: Technical boxing.
Relic:Two comically long headbands. One marked "Ellie" one marked "Cotton".
Gender: Androgynous, though goes by "she, her" pronouns.
Age: 22
Appearance: Ellie stands at roughly 5'4 with a toned build. Lithe though with respectable muscle. Her face is heart shaped and her skin is tan. She has cold eyes of teal with long lashes and a scar running under her left. Her head is covered in a fluff of white hair done up in a short choppy sort of cut. She has a button
nose and thin lips, with round ears set a little high on their face. She has no piercings to speak of, even within her ears. Her shoulders and slender set and hands rough, with scarred knuckles. She has stretch marks on her stomach and in the crooks of her arms. Her fingers are a little banged up, often covered in colorful band-aids. They have a modest figure which plays into their androgynous look, though they still often bind their chest. The one really feminine feature they hold are noticeable hips and thighs. They never paint their nails any colors, and are in fact noticeably chewed. The only piece of jewelry they wear is a simple choker around the neck.
Personality: A little reclusive they tend to carry an "arms-length" approach to relationships. They don't really enjoy social interactions if they are a surprise or if there are massive crowds. They fidget when they can with whatever they have their hands on. While these traits might make one think she has a reserved or passive style they are actually rather opinionated and driven, they are simply quiet. They don't have much in the way of humor barring some sarcasm and dry-wit. While their words are often either blunt or lacking they tend to move in bold manners and have a reckless attitude to their own well-being. Despite this they tend to hate seeing others hurt themselves or act in a similar manner.
Background: Born into a rather prodigious family as the youngest of five siblings. Having a fair gap in age between themselves and the nearest sibling they got were raised nearly alone. Their siblings all found success in different regards, whether it was in academics or the workforce. Expectations upon Ellie were high and she spent most if not all of her years stressed by this fact. Coupled with a learning disability she grew to detest school and while she loves her parents and respects them for their work, she also holds a grudge to them and their way of making her feel small. This is where and why her cagey attitude took form, seeking outside ways to relieve stress. She took to many different kinds of sports though never stuck long with any team based ones. In time she found her true passion to be boxing, and has been practicing it quite fervently since roughly age 13. Eventually her relationship with her parents grew more distant, yet they were placated with her success in a sport they could begrudgingly respect. Her plans were to continue with schooling until she could gain a pro licence and aim for some sort of global ranking, or better yet contend in the Olympics. At some point in their youth they had a traumatic experience with a train accident and the loss of their best friend from her boxing club. She adopted a different style and generally more jaded life after this.
Abilities: Technical boxing.
Relic:Two comically long headbands. One marked "Ellie" one marked "Cotton".
Anders #CharacterDeath2018
Member
Seen
6 yrs ago
Lial Ebrial
Gender: Male
Age: Seventeen
Appearance:
• 125 Lbs
• 5 feet and 5 inches in height.
• Blue Eyes - wears violet contacts.
• Artifical White Hair - black roots.
• Small Framed
• 5 feet and 5 inches in height.
• Blue Eyes - wears violet contacts.
• Artifical White Hair - black roots.
• Small Framed
Personality:
Lial, or Bel as he prefers to be called is a strange one by no underestimation. He enjoys alternative culture, finding interest in things that stray away from typical social norms and takes pride in making efforts to be an outcast. He’s not unfriendly, though can come across as passive aggressive and tends to dwell on criticism quite negatively. Sensitivity shines strong and he’s not one to deny it, but he can self-improve should the proper guidance come along his path. More often than not, he is writing his thoughts down on paper for afterthough. Bel has some defining social quirks; he draws out his words when pressing emphasis on sarcasm, he will sigh to cut someone off, and he snaps his fingers repeatedly during moments of deduction.
Background:
Born and raised in Dublin, Lial has been a history fanatic since the earliest years of his education. The pasta of so many different countries were rich with grandiose stories of heroes, wars, and adventures that he had so much wished to be a part of. The only thing his childhood self could do to muster these feelings is to portray them. He took up theatre, purchased old literature memorabilia to bring these stories to life, even went to festivals annually to get his fill of the stories of the past.
Reaching his final years before college, Lial has reclused himself and driven a stake into what was left of his social life’s heart. He cosplays on a regular basis, and while he has a bit of notoriety online, he has very little to show for it. When he does decide to leave the comfort of his humble abode, Bel frequents “Samson’s Comics” which is a small hobby store inside the local mall. The individuals who socialize within the store are a little older than Bel, but friendly enough, and typically keep to themselves and their tabletop rpgs.
He has however, in his time being a degenerate, gained sole ground in the arts. He is meticulous when it comes to crafts, making sure every cosplay is of high-quality and refuses to buy pieces premade for him. He’s drawn and sketched multiple plans for these cosplays, designed and casted molds even for weapons. The boy was very passionate about his hobby, if only he could find something to utilize those skills within.
Reaching his final years before college, Lial has reclused himself and driven a stake into what was left of his social life’s heart. He cosplays on a regular basis, and while he has a bit of notoriety online, he has very little to show for it. When he does decide to leave the comfort of his humble abode, Bel frequents “Samson’s Comics” which is a small hobby store inside the local mall. The individuals who socialize within the store are a little older than Bel, but friendly enough, and typically keep to themselves and their tabletop rpgs.
He has however, in his time being a degenerate, gained sole ground in the arts. He is meticulous when it comes to crafts, making sure every cosplay is of high-quality and refuses to buy pieces premade for him. He’s drawn and sketched multiple plans for these cosplays, designed and casted molds even for weapons. The boy was very passionate about his hobby, if only he could find something to utilize those skills within.
Abilities:
Tailorcraft • The art of weaving clothing through multiple methods using a wide array of threads and tapestries. Lial is skilled at creating clothing, and enjoys the process of doing so. This skill factors into a multitude of Lial’s passions, and he even acquired a small group of th Dublin goth scene’s attention to design dresses for their “Castle Ball”.
Encylopedeia • Lial is a history buff but he has also accumulated a lot of random facts that he personally found interesting in his studies. Rather than study on a subject to further his career, he knows what month of the year Northern Lapwing chicks hatch from their eggs. He does hold some useful information in that warped brain of his too, though. Designs of old technology, old languages, medieval etiquette, all kinds of weird stuff.
Eavesdrop • The Irish boy has unbeknownst to himself gained quite a good listening skill. He may stick out like a sore thumb in a crowd of people, but his keen hearing helps him absorb all the goings on around him.
Encylopedeia • Lial is a history buff but he has also accumulated a lot of random facts that he personally found interesting in his studies. Rather than study on a subject to further his career, he knows what month of the year Northern Lapwing chicks hatch from their eggs. He does hold some useful information in that warped brain of his too, though. Designs of old technology, old languages, medieval etiquette, all kinds of weird stuff.
Eavesdrop • The Irish boy has unbeknownst to himself gained quite a good listening skill. He may stick out like a sore thumb in a crowd of people, but his keen hearing helps him absorb all the goings on around him.
Relic:
Old Black Boots • A little worse for the wear, these padded soft toe boots seemed relatively intact. They bore no laces, instead a compact design that raised to just below the boy’s calves and fit snug against his skin. On the inside was a fairly worn down soft fabric that prevented them from sticking to skin when being snuggled on. One final thing of note, there’s a small compartment on each outwards side of the ankle for what appears to be a boot knife. There was no knife there, but still pretty nifty if you ever acquired one.
Name:Vita Sirkiene
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance: About 1,65m tall, platinum blonde hair typically set in a ponytail, amber eyes, lean body from her active lifestyle, but lacking the muscles to be described as athletic.
Personality: Brutish and quiet, Vita is a girl who prefers to not overthink and go for the straightforward solutions, why search for a key if you can kick the door down? Despite being a bit anti-social, she is friendly to those she trust, and will rarely antagonize anyone, keeping her anger and frustration well controlled and hidden. She has a strong sense of right and wrong, and tries to the little she can to help out. She is a bit of a lone wolf, trying to solve all she can by herself, but once in a group she tends to follow the lead.
Despite always going for the simple and effortless on her daily life, from food to clothing, she has a weak side to fancier things, often gazing at dresses she would never dress or expensive food she can't justify paying for. She is easily bored and learns better what is practical rather than theoretical.
Background: Born as a single child in a busy family, Vita was loved but relatively lonely. In her younger years, she had no trouble fitting in, but was also somewhat selfish, wanting to only do and talk about what was of her interest, by the time she outgrew of such behaviors she had been isolated for years and she had trouble integrating with the girls and boys of middle school. During that time she would stay all the time walking in the parks by herself or at home watching series (and a cartoon or two, she never felt too old for magical girls and heroes), her parents noticed that and started to push her towards all sorts of hobbies, the one that stuck with her was swimming.
As she traversed high school, she lived an average life, no enemies or bullies, a moderate amount of 'close-ish' friends and sufficient grades, and that made her feel bad, she always felt one day she would find something to be passionate about, she always loved stories about dreams and hope, but never had any of her own, simply taking each day at a time, being alive for the sake of it. She was good at swimming, a natural at it, but she had no interest in pursuing competitions, she did it because it felt good. No area of work interested her yet she entered college for something she felt was doable and would give money.
She lasted a few months before dropping out, absolutely aimless and with no friends to talk about her worries, most things she liked to do to relax didn't work well, the shows she liked were too hopeful and swimming had become a little frustrating. Walking in the woods still worked, and it was during one of these treks she found out about a program to train young people to become park rangers. It was not ideal, but it was a job that didn't make her want to jump from a bridge, so that was a start. She is now two years away from becoming an actual ranger, and it has been alright, though she continues to wish for a bit more.
Peculiarities:
• Pisces: Vita is a natural born swimmer, very familiar with local lakes and rivers, and only became better at it after training. She can swim faster and for longer than most, she is also good with diving and can hold her breath for a long time.
• Survivalist: Vita always had an interest in the outdoors, picking up a lot of practical info on geography, plants and traveling on her many camping trips. Recently, she started to professionalize in the area, joining a program meant to train rangers, and while she is far from a full-fledged park ranger, she knows more about wilderness survival than most.
• Pure Imagination: Vita never grew out of princesses and magical girls, on the contrary, she only grew more into it as she got older, even if rarely shown to others. As such, she has knowledge and affinity to much of the bright, noble and cute of folklore and fantasy, while ignoring stories about all else.
Relic: A worn out star bracelet she has had since childhood, it is quite cheap, but it brings her good memories.
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance: About 1,65m tall, platinum blonde hair typically set in a ponytail, amber eyes, lean body from her active lifestyle, but lacking the muscles to be described as athletic.
Personality: Brutish and quiet, Vita is a girl who prefers to not overthink and go for the straightforward solutions, why search for a key if you can kick the door down? Despite being a bit anti-social, she is friendly to those she trust, and will rarely antagonize anyone, keeping her anger and frustration well controlled and hidden. She has a strong sense of right and wrong, and tries to the little she can to help out. She is a bit of a lone wolf, trying to solve all she can by herself, but once in a group she tends to follow the lead.
Despite always going for the simple and effortless on her daily life, from food to clothing, she has a weak side to fancier things, often gazing at dresses she would never dress or expensive food she can't justify paying for. She is easily bored and learns better what is practical rather than theoretical.
Background: Born as a single child in a busy family, Vita was loved but relatively lonely. In her younger years, she had no trouble fitting in, but was also somewhat selfish, wanting to only do and talk about what was of her interest, by the time she outgrew of such behaviors she had been isolated for years and she had trouble integrating with the girls and boys of middle school. During that time she would stay all the time walking in the parks by herself or at home watching series (and a cartoon or two, she never felt too old for magical girls and heroes), her parents noticed that and started to push her towards all sorts of hobbies, the one that stuck with her was swimming.
As she traversed high school, she lived an average life, no enemies or bullies, a moderate amount of 'close-ish' friends and sufficient grades, and that made her feel bad, she always felt one day she would find something to be passionate about, she always loved stories about dreams and hope, but never had any of her own, simply taking each day at a time, being alive for the sake of it. She was good at swimming, a natural at it, but she had no interest in pursuing competitions, she did it because it felt good. No area of work interested her yet she entered college for something she felt was doable and would give money.
She lasted a few months before dropping out, absolutely aimless and with no friends to talk about her worries, most things she liked to do to relax didn't work well, the shows she liked were too hopeful and swimming had become a little frustrating. Walking in the woods still worked, and it was during one of these treks she found out about a program to train young people to become park rangers. It was not ideal, but it was a job that didn't make her want to jump from a bridge, so that was a start. She is now two years away from becoming an actual ranger, and it has been alright, though she continues to wish for a bit more.
Peculiarities:
• Pisces: Vita is a natural born swimmer, very familiar with local lakes and rivers, and only became better at it after training. She can swim faster and for longer than most, she is also good with diving and can hold her breath for a long time.
• Survivalist: Vita always had an interest in the outdoors, picking up a lot of practical info on geography, plants and traveling on her many camping trips. Recently, she started to professionalize in the area, joining a program meant to train rangers, and while she is far from a full-fledged park ranger, she knows more about wilderness survival than most.
• Pure Imagination: Vita never grew out of princesses and magical girls, on the contrary, she only grew more into it as she got older, even if rarely shown to others. As such, she has knowledge and affinity to much of the bright, noble and cute of folklore and fantasy, while ignoring stories about all else.
Relic: A worn out star bracelet she has had since childhood, it is quite cheap, but it brings her good memories.
Name: Elias Kindlmuller
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Appearance: 5’10, slim, and way past the point of giving a fuck, Elias cuts a dashing silhouette, the sort of long legged, elegant individual that one would imagine strutting the streets of Paris rather than smoking cigarettes and scrambling mah-jong tiles in China. But there he is, a stubbly bastard with hair he keeps in check with grease, working irregular hours as a cleaner to cover his expenses as a bachelor with no romance and no aspirations. Indeed, past the elegant silhouette, the windswept hairdo, the strong jawline, one would notice the true essence of his being: his dark brown eyes, belonging to a tired man.
On the base of his left ring finger, there is a thin scar circling around.
Personality: Elias is detached but not anti-social, the sort of person with three thousand acquaintances and no close friends. His confidence comes from how little he values the thoughts of others, and his levelheadedness comes from the fact that he knows just how pointless getting emotionally involved was. Nihilistic? Cynical? Depressed? Apathetic? Perhaps Elias is all of those things and more, but he certainly has no intention of self-harm or suicidal, viewing such actions with a surprising amount of disdain. Though he doesn’t care, he encourages others to care, an ambitionless hypocrite through and through who doesn’t want to see others end up like him.
He still has a little hope though, a little life that keeps him breathing, that inspires his dry humor, that calls him to wake up every morning.
Background: He remembers his parents being hard workers, coming home only to head off to work again. He remembers his sister being the wonder of his world, always talkative, always smiling, always doing chores.
He remembers when their fortunes changed, and how his parents talked about how it wasn’t enough, how they were barely surviving even though they were so much better off than before. He remembers their eyes, deluded even as they spoke of reality.
He remembers the roar of the train, the honking of cars, strangers exchanging vulgar gestures and drunken shouts. He remembers the fatigue that built upon the smile, the pride that refused to look upon the reality of a boy on the cusp of manhood.
He remembers graduation, the haze of summer and the look on his mother’s face.
He remembers separation, the winter winds stealing away the words hurled without thought.
He remembers the knife. The hate. The mistakes. The violence. The routine.
The exhaustion.
It was a nation of the free, everyone capable of pursuing their happiness. So why was it that it was so easy to live with neither freedom nor happiness?
Abilities:
Resistance to Revulsion – Few things disgust Elias enough to the point that he shows it. He’s wholly unaffected by the noxious and the gruesome, a man of mental steel. Where others vomit, he shrugs. Where others piss themselves, he grimaces. Where others scramble away, he rolls up his sleeve.
Throwing Accuracy – Elias has a good eye, a good grasp of physics, and a good idea of what happens if he applies a certain amount of strength to an object of a certain weight. He’s more or less used this ‘ability’ to get himself banned from every amateur darts throwing competition ever.
Favoured by Fortune - Though he may not think of it too much, Elias is a fairly lucky person. Fortune smiles upon him more often than not, and things tend to work out even when it starts to look hopeless. The same can not be said for others around him, however.
Relic: A high quality mechanical wristwatch, capable of keeping the time as well as the phases of the moon. The strap is of fine, black leather, while the case is of a pinkish gold coloration. Pulling on the knob will pop open the case, allowing one to observe the intricate system of gears and cogs within.
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Appearance: 5’10, slim, and way past the point of giving a fuck, Elias cuts a dashing silhouette, the sort of long legged, elegant individual that one would imagine strutting the streets of Paris rather than smoking cigarettes and scrambling mah-jong tiles in China. But there he is, a stubbly bastard with hair he keeps in check with grease, working irregular hours as a cleaner to cover his expenses as a bachelor with no romance and no aspirations. Indeed, past the elegant silhouette, the windswept hairdo, the strong jawline, one would notice the true essence of his being: his dark brown eyes, belonging to a tired man.
On the base of his left ring finger, there is a thin scar circling around.
Personality: Elias is detached but not anti-social, the sort of person with three thousand acquaintances and no close friends. His confidence comes from how little he values the thoughts of others, and his levelheadedness comes from the fact that he knows just how pointless getting emotionally involved was. Nihilistic? Cynical? Depressed? Apathetic? Perhaps Elias is all of those things and more, but he certainly has no intention of self-harm or suicidal, viewing such actions with a surprising amount of disdain. Though he doesn’t care, he encourages others to care, an ambitionless hypocrite through and through who doesn’t want to see others end up like him.
He still has a little hope though, a little life that keeps him breathing, that inspires his dry humor, that calls him to wake up every morning.
Background: He remembers his parents being hard workers, coming home only to head off to work again. He remembers his sister being the wonder of his world, always talkative, always smiling, always doing chores.
He remembers when their fortunes changed, and how his parents talked about how it wasn’t enough, how they were barely surviving even though they were so much better off than before. He remembers their eyes, deluded even as they spoke of reality.
He remembers the roar of the train, the honking of cars, strangers exchanging vulgar gestures and drunken shouts. He remembers the fatigue that built upon the smile, the pride that refused to look upon the reality of a boy on the cusp of manhood.
He remembers graduation, the haze of summer and the look on his mother’s face.
He remembers separation, the winter winds stealing away the words hurled without thought.
He remembers the knife. The hate. The mistakes. The violence. The routine.
The exhaustion.
It was a nation of the free, everyone capable of pursuing their happiness. So why was it that it was so easy to live with neither freedom nor happiness?
Abilities:
Resistance to Revulsion – Few things disgust Elias enough to the point that he shows it. He’s wholly unaffected by the noxious and the gruesome, a man of mental steel. Where others vomit, he shrugs. Where others piss themselves, he grimaces. Where others scramble away, he rolls up his sleeve.
Throwing Accuracy – Elias has a good eye, a good grasp of physics, and a good idea of what happens if he applies a certain amount of strength to an object of a certain weight. He’s more or less used this ‘ability’ to get himself banned from every amateur darts throwing competition ever.
Favoured by Fortune - Though he may not think of it too much, Elias is a fairly lucky person. Fortune smiles upon him more often than not, and things tend to work out even when it starts to look hopeless. The same can not be said for others around him, however.
Relic: A high quality mechanical wristwatch, capable of keeping the time as well as the phases of the moon. The strap is of fine, black leather, while the case is of a pinkish gold coloration. Pulling on the knob will pop open the case, allowing one to observe the intricate system of gears and cogs within.
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"Rejoice! for today is a wonderful day!"
Name: Theon Seacrest
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance:
Disregarding the teddy bear on his shoulder, that pretty much how he looks. Theon has messy orange dyed-hair, a slender built frame and wears his green clerical garb.
Personality: Theon is a benign man who rarely shows any signs of discourtesy to others. He is quite friendly, positively cheerful and avoids conflict as much as possible to the point he is excessively apologetic in the slightest mistakes, not that He is timid or anything, it's just he was raised that way. He is also superstitious when it comes to certain things and a bonafide rule-abiding person. To sum it up short, Theon is a well-mannered optimist and a very religious young man.
Background:
Born in the poverty-stricken side of Rome, Theon's childhood was not a pleasant one. He was raised by abusive parents and was broken down both physically and mentality. That soon changed when he was rescued and taken away under the protection of child services and was put in an orphanage. There he was properly raised under the care of Sister Abbe. At first, Theon had a hard time adjusting to his new found home, still timid from the abuse he suffered but as the time passes He grew confidence and started to rebuild himself for the better. As the years' pass, He became more caring and religious under the teaching of the church. since then, Theon decided to devote his life to becoming a priest and works at the local church, helping them in any way possible.
Abilities:
Moral Compass: Theon tends to lean on doing what's right. He disapproves any illegal deed and will act accordingly to correct these action.
Unyielding Devotee: Even in the toughest times, Theon's belief is unshaken. He remains faithful and firmly believes that everything happens for a reason as well as all that religious jazz that instilled in him by his mentor. Its either borderline blind fanaticism or Theon is just a hopeless optimist.
Cooking: Self-explanatory. Theon has prepared dishes for the church and has experience in the culinary art. the taste, however, may vary, it could be a hit or miss depending on how you define "delicious".
Relic: A silver Rosary
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3 yrs ago
Name:Jamie Kyrielight
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance: Jamie is fairly tall, standing at about 5'11. She refuses to disclose her weight, only citing herself as being "Skinny yet somehow heavier than you'd think." Always wears a silver necklace with an cross in a circle attached to it.
Personality: Throughout her life Jamie has always been the girl you run to when someone is in trouble and you don't know what to do. From there she would do one of two things. Give the best advice she can about the problem. Or she would go take care of it herself. That's not to say Jamie would help with anything, she has a very strong moral compass and is unafraid to let you know if she thinks you're in the wrong. But when it comes to people in trouble, she just can't say no. Some people call her a pushover or because of this, but she doesn't really think so. Jamie just thinks that if everyone helped each other out more often instead of focusing on their own worries, the world could be a much better place.
Outside of all that she's a very friendly person as one would expect, some people might describe her as being bubbly at all times almost. Of course when she sees something she sees as wrong, she won't hesitate to step in and do something about it, even if it might get her in trouble. One of her guilty pleasures is eating sweets, she absolutely loves all kinds of sweet food and drinks. She doesn't have many hobbies due to most of her time being spent helping others, but she does enjoy watching anime when she has the time.
Background: Born in a small town in the middle of Colorado, Jamie was raised to always help people in need. Her mother was very sick ever since she was born and her dad had never been around, so she always had a lot of work on her shoulders throughout her life. But she never complained, well that's not quite true. She would complain every now and then, but she never meant anything by it, she would always help out with a smile and a light hum in her voice. This continued on for about 15 years before her life took a sudden turn when her mother's condition got worse. She was moved to a larger hospital out in the city and Jamie had to adjust to the fast paced and sometimes cruel world of the big city.
She did lots of odd jobs and worked at convenience stores to pay the bills, but it was all for nothing. Jamie's mother died a year later with only Jamie at her side. She mourned for a month with nobody to help her, all she had to her name was an empty apartment with basic furniture and a small laptop. She picked herself up regardless and continued on with her life. She graduated from high school at the age of 17 and went to work full time at a variety of places, picking up a lot of skills over the next two years.
While Jamie is happy with her life now, she feels as if she could be doing more still. While she enjoys helping people out in the city, they don't really need her help. She feels as if there are people somewhere else in trouble, people who's lives are in danger and only she can save them. But soon her life will once again take a new direction, maybe she'll get her wish...
Peculiarities: Jamie has picked up a lot of skills from helping everyone she can, she's also built up a bit of muscle from all the heavy work she's done, but there's only a few things she can claim to be really good at. At least, she likes to think she's good at them.
Baseball: During elementary school one of her friends roped her into a baseball team because "They just needed one more member for the school to approve them!" She ended up being a natural at it, being one of the best hitters in the town. So she's pretty good at swinging a bat.
Memory: Jamie has a very good memory, able to recall most things she's seen at the drop of a hat. This ranges from some dumb fact she saw in a magazine article, up to the entire essay she wrote on medieval weaponry.
Relic: A simple silver necklace with a cross in a circle attached to it. It was the last birthday present her mom ever got her, which was strange considering she was a Buddhist. She claimed to have liked the shape and thought it looked good on Jamie.
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