Cinderella Man

Frozen:: The Servants Society

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I Lost the Spirit - A Danny Phantom RP

Name: Marquis Dethan
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Living Appearance:

Normal Form

Ghost Appearance:

Ghost Form

Ghost abilities: Nuclear Winter: Marquis can generate a large explosion of frostbitten ectoplasmic energy. Capable of freezing numerous ghosts at once, but quiet draining for him.
Ice Production: Addition: Marquis creates several blades of icy energy and stabs them into the enemy repeatedly at a somewhat unnatural speed. The more blades, the more pain the target experiences, but if the chain is broken by an outside attack or action, then all the blades disappear.
General Ice Manipulation: He can create, move, shape, and effect ice as if it were an extension of his own body.
Ice Production: Division: Marquis creates a large cleaver, which is used to slice the enemy in half. Quite the fatal move and only to be used on PCs when permitted.
Sudden Chill: When Marquis passes through someone in his ghost form, or overshadows them for a short period of time, there's a high chance they could be frozen in the act.
MOOSE, eh!: Marquis creates a giant moose head out of ice and slams it on someone's head. A sillier move.
Personality: Marquis is... highly polite. He's quiet, speaks when spoken to, says please, thank you, yes ma'am and no ma'am. However, underneath this first layer of very Canadian politeness, he's very deadpan and has many snarky tendencies, making a lot of snide comments under his breath, especially towards people that he generally detests. He's highly abrasive, despite his politeness, and will be polite toward you while also pushing you away. He's not very easy to befriend, and can be quite "icy" towards other people. Another highly defining trait for him is that he's basically anti-superstitious. He was raised not to fear ghosts, bad luck, ancient gods, or anything like that. So when anything paranormal or ghosty starts to happen, rather than get scared, he simply nopes the fuck out of there as quickly as he can. He's horrible at speaking or being around females, they just make him feel antsy and awkward, no matter who it is. If they aren't his mother, or his grandmother, then he will feel quite awkward.
Short history: Raised in Canada by a small family with African roots, Marquis grew up as well as he could. His family wasn't horrible, but they weren't exactly picture perfect. His father was a depressed ex-alcoholic who was struggling with quitting. His mother was the hardest working in the family, and as a result, she was rarely home and when she was, she was demanding and distant. His grandmother was the only one who could hold them all together as an actual family, but that ended the day Marquis turned 15. His father had decided since it was a special occasion, it was a good idea to pound a few cold ones. Long story short, an altercation took place, with his father becoming quite physical with him and causing him bodily harm. At this point, his grandmother intervened and could see that things could only get worse if he stayed with his father, what with his mother never being home. So he packed his things and left, going on what one would call a journey of self-discovery. Or just living by yourself and getting through the school years.
Other: A proud nerd.
Utterly detests anything maple flavored.

Hey guys. I haven't been feeling so hot recently, so I won't be RPing when it starts up. But I'm posting up my character now so you'll know what to expect when I get better.

A spooky idea (Danny Phantom based RP)

Make way, for your Co-GM is here, bicches.

A New Earth!

I'm currently making a CS and will post it soon.

Attack on Titan - Flames of Hope

Feofil stood , his salute as solid as he could get it. With the Sun pounding down on his face harshly and the sounds of grumbling coming from his lower gut, showing that he was obviously hungry. His head pounded as the Sun intensified in his eyes, irritating and bothering him. As his eyes drifted slightly, past the loud commander that was sizing everyone up, going to the other cadets, he began to feel somewhat insignificant, especially since it'd seem that there was at least a 2 foot height difference between the two people next to him. Growth spurt couldn't come soon enough. He took special notice of the few people that had been barked at, noting them down in his mind for future reference. As well as the one that had been forced to run. At that point he made a huge mental red flag. Hanging around him could only mean bad things,

Feo realized that he was slacking and instantly moved back to the position of attention and tried to look as though he hadn't been distracted.

Attack on Titan - Flames of Hope

Name: Feofil Serafim
Age: 12
Cadet or Civilian?: Cadet
Cultural Descent (i.e. Polish, Italian, etc. Asian is not allowed, as this is sidelining the canon and Mikasa is the only known (half)asian left): Russian.
Strongest skill: Feofil's greatest strength would be his laser focus. When he sets his mind on something, he tries his absolutely hardest to make it become possible. Of course, as he's only a child, sometimes this doesn't go well.
General skills: Feofil is an okay athlete, performing parkour-like stunts with ease. He's an okay tenor, when it comes to singing. 3D Maneuver Gear and fighting come as an extension to himself, but he's nowhere near as good at it as he needs to be.
Weakest skill: Taking bait. Whether it be an insult, an open spot, or food left out for him to grab, Feofil is horrible at detecting obvious traps. He's quick to be goaded, since his temper's as hot as it is.
Weapons: He has the standard swords and 3D Maneuver Gear. He also has a shortsword that's been passed through his family for a while.
Appearance:

A Picture

Personality: Feofil was once a child, but no more. His personality was drained of all energetic color by the dark truths of life that were quickly revealed to him at a rather young age. Most of his personality was replaced with cynicism and a horribly snarky attitude, along with a sort of stoic energy around him that portrayed him as emotionless, despite him being quite the opposite. Despite being what one would call "blank", Feo is not very composed or calm. He has a quite over-reactive temper that can respond to anything from being called short, to the death of a close friend, if he had any. He likes routine, and he likes structure. He likes to have his little daily path that he goes through consistently, and nothing changes, and it is for this reason that he seems to hold some sort of unnatural hatred for the Titans. (And most forms of wildlife, but we won't get into that currently, no sir.)
History: Feo's life was never normal, by a long shot, but after Wall Maria fell everything changed. Before the attack, Feo lived with his "Grandfather" who was really an adoptive figure who had taken him in, apparently having been orphaned by his parents who either couldn't raise him, or just plain didn't want to. Due to his grandfather being a member of the Survey Corps, he was not home often, and when he was, he wasn't in good sorts. To make sure that Feo stayed out of trouble, he made sure that the young man had a routine. Since the day Feo could remember, he followed the routine, going about his day. Timemarked down to the second, something that Feo grew to like. He enjoyed feeling like he knew what was to happen, and what wasn't. Unfortunately, his grandfather didn't teach him to be flexible with his routine either, so whenever it'd happen that Feo's routine would be possibly interrupted, he would throw quite a large fit until he could find some way to calm himself and go about his day again.

It was during the fall of Wall Maria that everything that Feo believed in (or at least, that's how it felt to him) came smashing down. Not only did he and his grandfather just barely make it out of the city onto the boats, but between the Titans and all the confusion, his grandfather didn't leave with every limb intact. HIs left arm was ripped off, the rest of the near dead muscle and skin tissue just sagging on the stump in a grotesque manner. He didn't survive the boat trip, something that Feofil later attributed to infection, or some odd sickness. His great old grandfather was much too strong to fall just because of one arm. Or, that's what Feo told himself. He observed the Survey Corps, remembering his father speaking of them while he was coping with the relief effort. He made it a mission to join the cadets and graduate, despite the fact that he was repeatedly told he was much too young. He kept pestering them and pestering them, day after day until finally, they gave way and allowed Feo to become a cadet, under the condition that he would be worked much harder than the others due to his lack of age.
Other: He detests being called small, he argues that he's going to get a growth spurt any day.
When he's scared, which isn't often, he squeaks.