Cinderella Man

Fire Emblem - The Reclaimers of Peace

When should I post to affirm my existence?

Persona: Artificial Souls (Reboot Persona RP)

WIP: Project Horace

ASSW's NAME: Horace

GENDER: (Either the gender it looks like or identify as.)

ARCANA: The MOON

AGE: (Max age: 3 years old / Minimum Age: The day of the RP)

ASSW's CIVILIAN MODE: (How it look outside of combat, either with a picture or a description)

ASSW's COMBAT MODE: (how it looks in Combat)

PERSONALITY: (Can be complex if 'Born' with a personality or has been around for awhile. Simple at the start if it was 'born' without a personality and explain how it will most likely grow into.)

WEAPON TYPE: (Anything in real life is fair game, you can use more 'odd' weapons if I approved of it. You can use Aigis and Labrys as examples of what kind of weapons I be okay with.)

PERSONA PROGRAM: Apophis

PERSONA APPLICATIONS: (Persona skills, Three should be good for the start)

ASSW UNIT ABILITY: (Something your ASSW can do that none of the others can't. Think either super attacks or a super mode or anything that would make your ASSW unique and useful to have in and out of combat.)

Fire Emblem - The Reclaimers of Peace

Taene's been completed.

Fire Emblem - The Reclaimers of Peace

Yeah. As far as I'm aware, Eminem named the song "Cinderella Man" in reference to the movie. To me it's kind of come to mean someone that can do the impossible.

Fire Emblem - The Reclaimers of Peace

@Lugubrious @Prince of Seraphs

I appreciate both of your criticisms, as they're quite helpful and the Rationale thing is helpful because I actually didn't know how to write that section out. But as for the talk about my history, you have to realize, Taene's still a work in progress. And not only a work in progress, but a work in progress that I started writing at 3AM while I was dead tired. Most of his forms' a placeholder which will be replaced later today.

Taene's personality will likely be fleshed out a bit further, now that I've actually gotten some sleep.

Edit: Also, if you were asking me, my username comes from the Eminem song of the same name which I believe is a reference to the movie.

Fire Emblem - The Reclaimers of Peace

Taene

Name: Taene
Age: Much older than he looks.
Class: Kindred; Manakete
Weapons: Dragonstone, Ice Breath, a dagger for emergencies.
Fighting Style: Despite Taene's ancestry/draconic heritage, he fights very calmly and with an odd grace that distinguishes him from any other beast of his kind. He takes special care to remain non-lethal unless instructed otherwise.

Personality: The easiest way to describe Taene would most likely be "Bored." He's a very quiet and stoic individual who tends to dismiss people and things for the aggressive pursuit of thrill. Having lived many years of life more than most of the people he knows now, Taene's no longer content with the life that he lives and lusts for something much grander and meaningful. Due to his feelings about this, he tends to come off as rude to people that don't know him well. Does he have some redeeming traits under his cold exterior? Kind of..? He is a very diligent worker despite not finding satisfaction where he is and has a high amount of pride for his work. At times, Taene can even be very loyal and protective, but only when he has the energy or the effort to even fight without being commanded to.

As previously mentioned, Taene can be described as a selfish thrill seeker. He bides his energy, then uses it in random bursts in the pursuit of something more than he has. This tends to lead to him acting impulsively and even idiotically in any situation where this urge rears its ugly head. He has quite a few scars on his body from occasions where he would throw himself into the heat of a battle or even simply demand someone stab him to initiate a challenge of some sort. When challenged, he refuses to back down from said challenge no matter what, unless he sees very clearly that it'd lead to his death. And, despite Taene's lack of tact when it comes to his job, he refuses to leave in the middle of a deployment and avoids drawing attention to his partners as much as he can.

History: Some time ago, Taene was born to a large tribe of Manaketes living in a jungle to remain mostly hidden from the humans that lived in the surrounding areas. The Manaketes did want to avoid conflict at the time, and simply watched the humans tear each other apart from afar for several years as Tae grew up. His mother and father were very protective of him after having spent years trying to birth a child and they garnered the envy of some of the other couples in the tribe who couldn't have a child no matter what major deity they prayed to. This lead to Taene wishing that he could be a bit more free in his actions instead of having to be under the watch of his family almost constantly. Tales of Manaketes who could transform to their "True Form" lead to him idolizing these heroes from the past and wondered if he would ever be able to do so.

As he got on in the years, albeit never appearing any older than about eight or nine, Tae became more and more aware of the threat that humans posed towards Manaketes and pushed to become a soldier for his tribe. His parents tried to stop him on several occasions, but his father eventually gave in and convinced his wife that he would do it anyway even if they were to stop him. So, into training Taene was thrown so that he could learn how to use a weapon competently and he trained diligently during his training. But more and more he wished that he could become one of the grand heroes that he heard tales about from the elders of his tribe.

Taene couldn't have graduated at a better time, it would've seemed, because only a couple of moons after his training was finished one of the smaller villages that was situated around his home. This was his time, Tae thought as he prepared for battle. He ran out there ready to be a hero and found out that it was much harder than he thought. Despite the advantage that the Manaketes carried due to knowing the more dense areas of the jungle like the backs of their hands, they still got hurt pretty bad. Slashed up, stabbed, etc. During one of many excursions that took place during this little mini-war, Taene was stabbed in the shoulder from behind and in return, killed the man that attacked him. When he returned to the village, he was hysterical and no one could comfort him despite many people telling him that he was justified in his actions. It took time, but he was finally able to go back into the field without losing his composure. But the death of the man haunted him as he wondered what the human's family reacted to receiving the news that he was killed almost every night as he lay trying to sleep.

Fast forward a couple hundred years, a generation or two of war in the human village and allies of the humans coming and going, Manakete innocents were being killed while doing things they had spent their entire lives doing as a job to help their community. The elders decided that enough was enough and that they were not going to take the deaths of their people sitting down. Word spread fast throughout the village that authorization was given for Dragonstones to be used by the older soldiers to help put an end to the war. A few of the more rebellious soldiers decided that they were going to steal from the stockpile of Dragonstones so that they could help out. Since Taene had a couple of friends that were among this group despite them being somewhat older than him, they snagged him a Dragonstone and Tae kept it hidden well and found himself excited almost constantly due to the chance that had been presented to him to finally be like his heroes. Him and the other rebels followed the older team out into the forest to the village that had been attacking them during the night, although he was lagging a bit behind due to the fact that he was having issue simply moving through the forest without being completely paranoid. When he caught up, what he saw made his skin crawl. Taene saw the people that he'd known for years utterly destroying the opposing village with reckless abandon, even the younger cadets had joined in and were smashing apart buildings and killing livestock. Taene couldn't take it, and he took off in a random direction running into the jungle trying to escape before they saw that he was there in a completely uncalled for neurotic frenzy. It was only when he stopped to catch his breath that he realized that he'd ventured off into a part of the jungle that he didn't know. He wandered aimlessly for hours trying to get back to his tribe. Hours turned to days. And he sat in the jungle, dirty, tired, eating raw meat for survival when he finally saw it. There were dragons flying about overhead, maybe looking for him. But how would he get their attention? Taene remembered, suddenly.

He reached into his pants and retrieved the gem that he had forgotten about during his desperate attempts at survival in the jungle. But he didn't know how it worked. Tried, tried, tried, and he watched as his salvation flew overhead over and over again and more slowly each time. Tae realized his chances for survival were slipping away from him every second that he waited, and his instincts kicked in. Suddenly he found himself transformed into a large blue dragon, pushing away all sorts of foliage around himself. This caught the attention of the rescuer who landed and lead Tae back to the camp as a humanoid after teaching him as well as they could how to turn back. The rescuer assumed that Taene had just been flying with his authorization and had harmed his wing somehow and Taene didn't attempt to dissuade him from thinking that. When he returned home, he was greeted with open arms and waggling fingers. They found out about the Dragonstone and confiscated it from him, suspending his position as a soldier.

As luck would have it, after attacking the village, the Manaketes were never faced with much more challenge from anywhere in the area. They assumed most of the other villages assumed it was just too far and not worth the danger to attack them any further. So they all resumed their normal, boring lives. Tae. Couldn't. Stand it. Despite his break-downs and utter lack of tact when it came to being a soldier, he missed the position greatly as it was the only exciting thing to happen around town. He waited for several hundreds of years for something to happen aside from wars between the humans, but nothing ever came. Tae decided that he was done waiting. One night, while everyone wasn't paying too much attention or were asleep, he sneaked his way into the stockpile of Dragonstones and stole a particularly breathtaking one that twinkled and sparkled with blue and white glimmers across its surface. He also took enough provisions to last him, and he set off into the jungle but this time with an idea of where he was going. He made his way to a human village where he was greeted with open arms, if not intense amounts of fear towards him. Tae settled down in the village and took jobs scaring people. Not killing them, unless he had to, but more putting the fear of Naga into them. For a LONG time he did this, so long that he became a very important name in this village. People came from everywhere to attack him, meet him, hire him. All the while, he was very slowly maturing physically and becoming more and more bored with what he was doing once more. It became a chore to him, eventually, that which used to be a something to avoid living life like a chore. That was when he was approached by a recently formed mercenary group that said they would require his services. He told the leader repeatedly that he wasn't going to go for it and that he was retiring, but they kept pestering him over and over again to join to the point where he finally snapped and said yes. But only under one condition: He wouldn't be deployed for simple missions like everyone else.

At first, this was considered insane. He would essentially never work but would still get paid. But they hired him anyway, leading Taene to believe that he'd suckered them. However, whenever he was relaxing on the job, a girl would approach him and give him some sort of inspiring speech or pep-talk about how he'd probably find himself more interested if he actually tried and etc. like that. And, despite his skepticism about her stupidly optimistic words, Tae always fell for it and did the job. Little did he know, this girl was his superior, and she was good at letting him know without ruining the illusion.

Rationale: Taene would join The Reclaimers because it's the break that he's been looking for for a few centuries now. A chance to do something more meaningful with his life and maybe do something a bit more interesting.

Appearance:

Humanoid Appearance

While he's not a flying fancy reptilian, Taene spends his time as a stone-faced bipedal humanoid male. His skin is quite pale and smooth, and his features are very definite; like a soft jaw, lightly sunken-in cheeks, and thin lips which typically press together into a scowl of complete and utter disappointment. Even when he's attempting to be friendly, or is simply relaxing. His ebony black hair flows down a bit past his shoulder when it's down, but he often ties it up into a ponytail whenever he's out on a mission. His clothing is very exorbitant and serves to add to his facial features to make him look quite noble. Tae's Dragonstone is on a string of beads which he wears around his neck at times, and he holds a dagger at his side for use when he can't make good use of being a dragon. His draconic nature is quite noticeable at times, with his longer ears, sharp nails, pointed teeth, and wings protruding from his back.

As for bodily figure, Taene's very fit. He exercises almost daily, a habit among many that he's built over his years of life. He stands very tall, with his back straight and his arms crossed over his chest when waiting for instruction. His hands, despite being quite large and capable of inflicting a good amount of damage, are tended too very well and have a very dainty look to them with the nails filed and a surprising lack of scars despite the battlefield that his chest look like. His chest, brought up in the previous sentence, would have quite the story to tell if it could speak. It's covered all over with different kinds of scars. Stabs, pierces, slashes, etc etc. These scars are actually a great pride of his, and if you bring them up, he'll get into a very enthusiastic conversation with you about them.

Dragon Appearance

Tae's appearance as a dragon is quite elegant, all things considered. A large, light blue dragon with large plate-like scales that overlap very tightly on his under belly to form a good natural armor for the softest part of his body. The rest of his scales are very typical dragon scales with an ovular form that tapers off into a point at the edge which is the part that most people see when looking at him. His scales are quite reflective and twinkle when he's in the light.

As for limbs, Taene has two arms and two legs which are pretty proportionate to his body and he can use well enough to carry himself on the ground, other people in the air, and even lift things when he needs to. His arms are attached to his wings at the "pit" of sorts. Taene's wings are made of a semi-rubbery membrane which is present in most dragon wings. The edges of the membrane have an odd sort of red tint to them that really serves no purpose. Tail-wise, Taene has a long-ish tail with spines going all the way down it to the very tip which have an orange membrane in the areas in between. His tail ends in two barbs.

The most important part of a dragon (arguably), the head, is one of the more interesting parts of Taene's dragon form. It has a rounded snout which tapers into a sharp point which overlaps his bottom jaw. Inside his mouth, there are several rows of very sharp teeth that wouldn't feel very good in someone's leg. The back end of Taene's head tapers into two horns that point off into the side which are seemingly made of several layers. In between the horns, on the top of the head, the tip of the chin, and on the bottom sides of the jaws there are spines which are filled in by orange membranes similar to those of his tail.

Persona: Artificial Souls (Reboot Persona RP)

I'm interested. Planning on throwing up a form at some time.

Complexity Threshold: A Superhero RP

Ah. Oh well. Sorry for wasting your time.

STONES

Upon being greeted by Kettle, Clav smiled slightly which was almost entirely obscured by the skull worn on his face, then returned to his typical stoic face. "Ah, yes, hello Kettle. I'm quite surprised you remembered me, but I guess that you could say that I'm hard to forget. At least, that's what people tell me." He spoke in a near monotone voice that was brightened slightly by an accent that was quite hard to place, but made his words flow in an interesting manner. "No, no," He began, "I'm actually quite well rested to be honest. I found that rolling the way here was much easier than trying to force myself to waddle. But if you'll excuse me, please, I'd like to stand outside for a minute or two. Give everyone a bit of time to compose themselves."

Clavic reached his hand out from under his black garments to retrieve a small-ish morsel of food from the spread that he couldn't place until he tasted it; Meat of some sort, maybe. He made his way over to the door, rolling past others, and stopping outside of the establishment. He stared directly at Nel, from where he was, completely oblivious to her reaction to him previously. He sat down, causing a quite harsh rattling of his bones, and continued to nibble on his nabbed snack underneath his outward mass.

In his head, Clav was trying to work out why Kettle had called all these people that she had met back to her in this remote location for. What this "discovery" was, in the first place. And despite the vast amount of knowledge that he had collected over his time in life from the Great Library back near his little living nook, he couldn't come up with anything. All for the better, I suppose. Can't go ruining a murder mystery in the first act just because you want to get it over with.

Complexity Threshold: A Superhero RP

Real Name: Sharon "Sherry" Koshke
Superhero Name: Sherry Noble
Normal Appearance:

Hider

Minus the tiara and the fancy dress, that's about what she looks like.
Superhero Appearance: Sharon has yet to make a debut as a superhero, and doesn't really plan to at any rate. She fears her powers greatly and keeps them suppressed to make sure the people she cares for don't die and she doesn't hurt others.
Meta type: Overhuman
Description of Powers: Sharon has a set of powers all which stem from one ability, which is typically referred to as Radiation Manipulation. Due to some problem in her genes, she can manipulate radioactive decay and has several abilities that go along with that such as creating it from her body in a limited quantity, heat generation, energy manipulation, etc. Her body consistently gives off a radioactive aura and a slight electromagnetic one. This aura, and her powers, are bound to her emotions. What a shock. But, more often than not, she still cannot control them even when she's completely sound. This often results in her overloading people with radiation when in a stressful situation, and accidentally causing slight explosions when it goes too far. Her body is also comparable to a nuclear reactor. When she's attacked and dies either due to blunt trauma to the head, stabs in the head or heart, shots in the head or heart, and etc her body will explode violently, almost like a nuclear reactor. The resulting explosion could easily demolish two or three states, although Sherry is completely unaware of this fact.
Background: Sherry was a very sheltered and pampered girl, who grew up in the best conditions her father could afford for her which lead to her being kind of a brat when she was young. As she got older, this was sort of steamrolled out of her by power nannies that were bought to watch after her when her father was out of the home. (Which was quite often.) Along with that, Sherry was also often bothered and attacked by the other kids at her school which was full of brats that thought they could do whatever they wanted. One day, walking home, she was shoved into an alleyway and assaulted her by clipping off her hair using a pair of scissors and slapping her when she cried out. Luckily, they were stopped before they could get too far and Sherry was guided home with tears streaming down her face. Her father, angered by this, decided that rather than attempt to fight a futile battle with the law or the children's parents that he would simply hire a private tutor. This further sheltered Sharon, which caused her to become more and more paranoid of going outside. So, she spent most of her time inside after tutoring just sitting in her room sketching drawings. Even little joke drawings of her as a superhero.
Personality: Neurotic doesn't even begin to explain Sharon. To most people that only know her by seeing her, she seems like a regular girl, if not a bit eccentric. She has her odd habits, like biting her nails during tests and carrying around jars of honey and eating from them with a spook whenever she's hungry. But people that know Sherry know that she's not well. A combination of having way too many things happen to her in the past along with a mind that never really ceases to think of outcomes (good or bad), causes her to be intensely nervous at times for nearly no reason. She's jumpy, paranoid, and very quiet around others. Despite these issues, she is a sweet girl and will protect her friends and family to a fault, and is known to be very giving to those who she feels close enough to personally. Sharon's a bit touchy-feely in terms of personal space, but only with people that she's comfortable with. More often than not, she'll request piggy-back rides and other more ridiculous methods of transportation via unlucky/unwitting victim. Her good traits tend to outshine her bad, but it's hard to not notice the bad when it's there.
Origin Story: Sharon was out walking, having become somewhat more comfortable with going outside albeit not entirely. As she was walking along, in a rather quiet and empty area, she was suddenly grabbed from behind and shoved into a wall by some random man that she'd never encountered before. He, however, seemed to know her. Or at least, thought that he knew her. The man shouted aggressively, threatening to "beat her again" for something that she couldn't make out in her panic. She had her eyes clamped shut so as to avoid looking her fear in the face as she suddenly noticed that he was no longer on her. And when she opened her eyes? There he was on the ground, some odd green smoke stuff coming off of his body. It was then that Sherry noticed her hands glowing. Quickly, she ran, back home with fear flowing through her veins aggressively. She began typing with her non-freakish hand onto her computer to find out something about what she'd become, and what it meant for her future.
Secret identity known to public?: No.
City of residence: Used to live in Los Vascos, now lives in Angel City.