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I finished my characters history. Its short and sweet. LOL Are they officially accepted so i can start in IC?
Quote: "Honestly, don't sell yourself short. I'm sure there is so much more to who you are."
Name: Cleopatra Aisha Ward
Nickname: Cleo
Age: 22
Gender: Female.
Height: 5'5.
Weight: 120.
Ethnicity: South African
Sexuality: Bisexual.
Relationship Status: Single, though she has had several short-term relationships with men and women.
Political Affiliation: Doesn't vote. Dislikes politics. Does being a feminist count?
Religion: Catholic, though she has her doubts.
Drugs of Choice: Doesn't do drugs.
Alcoholic Preference: Martini and Beer, but not together of course.
Favorite Food: Seafood.
Major: Sports Medicine.
Clubs: Track and Softball.
Year: Junior.
Roommates: Her roommate is her younger brother Lucky. They live off-campus nearby.
Occupation: Occasional modeling and Assistant Manager at Sport's Authority.
Talents/Skills: Very athletic, Sports, Running, Communication, Intense work ethic, moderate-cooking capabilities, and witty intellect. Incredible compassion and empathy.
Likes: Her brother, her father, really cute things, sports, football, horror movies, men, women, seafood, animals, camping, the outdoors, adventure, intelligence, reading books, and charity.
Dislikes: Cockiness, assholes, the smell of weed and cigarettes, being treated like the weaker sex, child abuse, pretentiousness, and animal and environmental cruelty.
Personality: Cleopatra is a headstrong and somewhat tomboyish feminist, who dislikes being treated like the weaker sex and finds a sense of pride in her own stability. Though somewhat blunt, she is incredibly compassionate, motherly, and empathetic and has a peculiar soft spot for things that she finds "cute". Her way of speaking is motherly, yet commanding at the same time. She is not one to rely on others to get by and prefers to handle her own problems. She dislikes the cattiness of other females and often prefers the company of other guys. Nonetheless, she has some very feminine qualities about herself, and doesn't mind being treated like a lady from time to time, though, only under correct circumstances. She doesn't need someone to open a door for her or carry her books. She is quite competent herself. Cleo enjoys the outdoors and sports, and reading a good book. She cherishes the earth for what it is and makes a conscious effort to preserve it. She is very clever and is able to exchange witty repartee, especially with her brother Lucky.
History: Born and in raised for the majority of their lives in South Africa, siblings Cleopatra and Lucky lived a relatively fortunate life and thankfully, were born just a very few short years before the apartheid that plagued the country had finally ended in 1994. Their mother and father, who experienced the blunt of the racism their whole lives, were able to shield their very young children from the reality of their world until it finally ended. As they got older, Cleopatra and Lucky became very close, best-friends even and vowed never to allow any form of pity judgmental bullshit to separate them. Their relationship was tested when Lucky came out as gay at the age of 16, and in a Catholic house hold, this was particularly unacceptable. While their father did not care about the matter, their mother, forged by her faith and lack of understanding, tried to separate Cleo and Lucky. This caused a severe rift between their parents. The father who defended Lucky, and their mother, who was "against" him. This difference in outlook eventually lead to their divorce one year later and while Cleo was forced to live with her mother, Lucky was forced to live with his father.
When Cleopatra was 20 and Lucky was 19, they moved away from their parents and moved to the U.S. to attend college and once again, live with each-other as moral and financial support. This major change in their lives would prove to be one of the greatest decisions they could have ever made. Although, due to the life changing current events that are about to occur soon, that is now questionable.
Power:
Empathy- The main foundation of her abilities is her empathy, an ability that allows her to sense and feel the emotions of other people and animals. Though it has its, usefulness, it can be incredibly taxing on her, as she has to make a conscious effort to block out intruding emotions, the good and the bad. When encountering people who are projecting a particularly strong emotion, she sometimes accidentally acts on their whims. However, in reverse, when she is feeling a strong emotion, she may accidentally broadcast it and influence others around her, though with practice, she may be able to keenly channel people's emotions without being overwhelmed by them and selectively project specific emotions onto others. Furthermore, her empathy works on animals as well and allows her to seemingly "communicate" and understand them. Even so, she may be able to share how she is feeling with others subtly, without forcing them to mimic said feeling.
Empathic Metamorph- Her empathic powers make her particularly sensitive to surrounding moods, and can cause her to change appearance depending on themselves, their needs, or perceptions, and make her vulnerable to certain telepathic manipulation; or rather do so when she herself is either in a vulnerable emotional state, distracted, or focused on the person in question. Her metamorphing ability allows her assume the form of any living creature, even those that are deceased or extinct(dinosaurs). She can assume the form of other people as well. However, as mentioned before, without proper training, her empathic ability can sometimes cause her body to actually change against her will in response to the emotions around her, such as becoming ethereally and alluringly beautiful when she feels loved, or hideous when she feels hatred, or even monstrous when she feels anger.
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Quote: "I have a bad feeling about this"
Name: Lucky Augustin Ward
Nickname: Dislikes his real name and goes by "Luke".
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Height: 5'10
Weight: 154
Ethnicity: South African
Sexuality: Homosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Political Affiliation: Republican
Religion: Catholic, but he has his uncertainties.
Drugs of Choice: Doesn't really do drugs, although he will occasionally smoke weed.
Alcoholic Preference: Doesn't drink.
Favorite Food: Rice Pudding
Major: Political Science, with minor in statistics.
Clubs: Political Science Club, Debate Team, Newspaper Club, Math Club.
Year: Sophomore
Roommates: He lives with his sister Cleopatra. They live off-campus nearby.
Occupation: Part-time math tutor at the college.
Talents/Skills: Intelligent, Intuitive, Math skills, book smarts, debating, prankster, computers, electronics, drawing, singing, and dancing.
Likes: His sister, his father, men, math, money, books, drawing, singing, dancing, politics, debating, video games, electronics, computers, movies, comedy, jokes, laughter, different cultures and languages, traveling, and rice pudding.
Dislikes: Gum, sticky stuff, cheese, silly puddy, assholes, pricks, cats, rain, and swimming.
Personality: Despite being an intellectual and politically savvy, he is most noticeably a jokester. He loves being playful and exchanging witty banter with others, especially his sister. Not exactly the athletic type, he finds content in things that require less physical labor, such as using computers or reading a book. Though on occasion, he will go jogging with Cleopatra. Lucky is somewhat argumentative and loves debating with others, especially about politics. Although not a perpetrator of fighting and confrontation, he can never deny that at times, it can be incredibly entertaining. Nonetheless, he is the type of individual to take the safer route and doesn't particularly like going outside the box or doing things that are outlandish, such as snorkeling or skydiving. The craziest thing he will do is ride a plane and even that was a major hurdle for him. He is a bit of a coward. He isn't fond of trying new foods. Despite his name, he'd argue that he's always been a little unlucky.
History: Born and in raised for the majority of their lives in South Africa, siblings Cleopatra and Lucky lived a relatively fortunate life and thankfully, were born just a very few short years before the apartheid that plagued the country had finally ended in 1994. Their mother and father, who experienced the blunt of the racism their whole lives, were able to shield their very young children from the reality of their world until it finally ended. As they got older, Cleopatra and Lucky became very close, best-friends even and vowed never to allow any form of pity judgmental bullshit to separate them. Their relationship was tested when Lucky came out as gay at the age of 16, and in a Catholic house hold, this was particularly unacceptable. While their father did not care about the matter, their mother, forged by her faith and lack of understanding, tried to separate Cleo and Lucky. This caused a severe rift between their parents. The father who defended Lucky, and their mother, who was "against" him. This difference in outlook eventually lead to their divorce one year later and while Cleo was forced to live with her mother, Lucky was forced to live with his father.
When Cleopatra was 20 and Lucky was 19, they moved away from their parents and moved to the U.S. to attend college and once again, live with each-other as moral and financial support. This major change in their lives would prove to be one of the greatest decisions they could have ever made. Although, due to the life changing current events that are about to occur soon, that is now questionable.
Power:
Kinetic Duplication: Lucky creates an identical physical living duplicate of himself upon any physical impact that he may incur. This process is spontaneous and cannot be prevented. Although he can create multiple duplicates, and the duplicates themselves can also replicate, each is only able to create one duplicate at a time. His duplicates think, feel, and act independently, though they are primarily guided by his original form. He is telepathically and empathetically linked to his duplicates, suffering severe trauma if one dies. The original Lucky can absorb them back into himself at will, at the same time absorbing the memories, skills and experiences of the duplicates. Perhaps with training, he will be able to create duplicates without the need for physical impact and even prevent his body from producing duplicates automatically if he accidentally causes some form of kinetic force to his body.
Lucius, Harine, do you two wanna do a 3-way collab for this interaction between our characters. I think we should do it so its really fluid. But, only if u two are up for it.
LOL I didn't put two and two together. Bad kitty. lol
Christmas was great, on a less hungry note. Hope it was for everyone else. Cheers!
Christmas was great, on a less hungry note. Hope it was for everyone else. Cheers!
harinezumikouken said
Shiro's going to attack Pluto the moment he steps into the room, by the way.
Oh crap! Hahaha Why does Shiro wanna attack Pluto? LOL
Wow! I can finally get onto this site again. It being offline has really dampened the RP flow.
Gren simply smiled and extended his hand towards Pluto. "Come with me than. I know a place where we can get something good to eat."
Pluto smiled warmly and placed his own dainty hand into Grens, looking to him with a sense of affection. "So...this means we are friends now then?", he asked teasingly.
Gren smirked and nodded, saying no more. With Pluto in hand, Gren pulled him close to Gren's body. He than jumped off the roof, putting his free hand against the wall to slow their decent. It only took them four seconds to reach the ground where Gren landed with a solid but otherwise nondamaing thud. He let Pluto stand on his own feet once the threat of hitting the ground was over. "So, what is it that you'll like to eat?" Gren asked as he led Pluto off towards the cafeteria.
Pluto's face brightened gleefully when Gren nodded in agreement to his question. Pluto was most definitely somewhat of a wallflower, but was always thrilled to become friends with others. He loved the positive spirit and aura that was brought about by being with friends. But in a sudden moment, Pluto's thoughts were interrupted when he was suddenly taken by suprise as his small frame was abruptly pulled close and pressed against Gren's much larger frame, who had wrapped his strong arms around Pluto's lithe body and held him firm. Pluto briefly turned red in the face and smiled softly, as Gren jumped off the rail of the roof and keenly braced his hand against the wall to balance their descent until they had finally reached the ground with a thud.
Gren slowly released his grip from around Pluto's frame and Pluto slipped down to the ground on his own two feet. He briefly looked back up at the top from which they had just jumped. "I could never do that..", Pluto said to Gren in a awkward tone, before turning back to him and pacing along with him as they made their way to the cafeteria. "Hmmm...I don't know. You have free reign. I'll eat what you eat, except fish. I don't eat fish.", he said in a teasing tone, playing to the fact that he himself, was a fish faunus.
"No fish eh? Alright, let's see..."
Sometimes later after the two reached the cafeteria, Gren exited with some food. Pasta. "Here we go. Just a bit of noodles with tomatoe sauce, sour cream, green stuff. Enjoy."
Gren sat down beside Pluto, eating a bit of his noodles with chopsticks.
Pluto chuckled softly..."I think those are called curry leaves Gren.", he said in a playful tone, as he took his bowl of pasta and sat down at a table, with Gren sitting next to him soon after. Pluto looked to Gren and frowned, frustrated by his feeble attempts to eat the pasta with the chopsticks. but quickly noticed how effortlessly Gren seemed to use them. "Oh boy, I'm terrible at this Gren. How do you eat slimy noodles with sticks?", he said in a flustered tone, his pale face turning red in the process.
"Practice. Lots of practice." Gren smiled smuggly as he ate his noodles, most of which he was almost done with. He took a napkin and wiped the sauce off his mouth before plucking some noodles in his chopsticks and raising them up to Pluto's mouth. "Perhaps you'd perfer if I feed you?"
Pluto turned red at Gren's offer and smiled awkwardly..."Are you sure you want to do that?", he said in a shy and dainty tone. He had never been offered to be fed before. He looked at the chopsticks that Gren had raised to his mouth and looked at them with a confused countenance. Looking at Gren's sincere face to help and then back to the chopsticks, he let out a simple sigh. In the spur of the moment, he launched his face forward, chomping the noodles away from Gren's chopsticks and slurping them into his mouth, not realizing he had gotten a bit of sauce on his small chin. Pluto sighed and smiled at Gren with warm and very thankful eyes..."Waaaahhh, that was so good", Pluto said in a satisfied tone.
Smiling Gren plucked another small amount of noodles for Pluto. "Here's some more. And eat slower, you're making a mess." With his other hand Gren reached out and wiped some sauce off Pluto's chin. Gren's hand was oddly... Cold. Gren licked the sauce off his thumb absentmidly. "So, what do you do for the teachers? I mean, if you're not a hunter, what do they make you do?"
Pluto chuckled as he playfully ate from Gren's chopsticks, blushing momentarily when Gren reached out and softly wiped the sauce he hand unknowningly gotten on his chin. "Oh dear, sorry about that.", he said softly, quickly taking notice of Gren nonchalantly licking the sauce he had just wiped off Pluto's chin. Pluto let out a giggle. "Well...you see...", he began, but was suddenly distracted by the small gash on Gren's hand. He quickly reached out, and gripped his two dainty hands onto Gren's much larger hand, looking at the injury with concern. He did however, notice how cold Gren's hands were, but, as a fish faunus, his body was particularly cold also. "Gren your hurt...didn't you notice this cut on your hand?", he asked the faunus sincerely.
As he was going for another scoop of noodles Pluto took Gren's hand. At some point during his exam he had injured it enough for it to break his skin. The gash revealed a bit of his blood, but also a glint. Gren closed his hand to hide it. "Ah, nah. I got hurt by a lot of things during the exam. I can't worry about every little nick and scratch. Most of my serioues injuries are fine anyways, so the only thing left to heal are these small stuff. Don't worry, here." Gren used his other hand to continue feeding Pluto, which was somewhat less injured aside from the scratched up knuckles.
Pluto shook his head to Gren's attempts to offer him more noodles and looked directly into Gren's eyes. Pluto's face was particularly beautiful and feminine for a boy, especially when looked at directly. Pluto studied Gren's face briefly, before holding out his hand to Gren, making a quick gesture of his head. "Here, give me your hand. Please?", he asked sincerely, lookng to him comforting and reassuring eyes. Despite Gren saying he was fine, which, he probably was, Pluto was the type of person who felt a compulsion to help others. Although, the way he was about to help Gren, he didn't do often. But, there is always a time and place for everything he figured.
Sighing, Gren ate Pluto's share of the noodles and set his hands down. For a brief moment, he wasn't sure if he wanted Pluto to see them. He could guess that Pluto just wanted to make sure he would be fine, but Gren was a bit scared of what else Pluto might find out. But eventually he relented and showed Pluto his hand. The gash went from his index finger to his thumb. He recognized the injury; he likely got it when he was using the God Eater to rip through that mech. "So... What are you going to do?"
Pluto gave Gren a coy smile. He wasn't quite sure why he felt the need to do this, but, he did. Pluto grasped his small hands around Gren's large hand, placing one on the bottom and the other on top of the gash. "Umm...just watch. It might feel a little weird, like numbness, but...this is going to hurt me a lot more than its going to hurt you.", he chuckled awkwardly. Focusing intently on Gren's hand that was cupped within his own, a swirling and almost mystical display of colourful radiant lights began emanating from the middle of their clasped hands. The lights would flow and dance around their hands like a stream and Gren's hand would most likely begin to feel numb.
After only a few seconds had passed, the lights dissipated, as well as Gren's numbness, and Pluto released his grasp from Gren's hand. The gash had been healed completely. However, soon after, Pluto grasped his right hand with his left, and groaned softly, wincing as the pain that was in Gren's wound, had passed onto his own hand. His eyes began to water, as the pain that Gren had seemingly been unaware of, was amplified once it had transferred to his own hand. "Ugh...", he tried to speak through the pain. "Thi....this is why I am not a hunter. My semblance...it is quite debilitating. I'm not exactly fit for the field with this side effect. I've really gotta raise my tolerance for pain.", he tried to say in a jokish tone, trying to make light of the pain he was currently feeling from healing Gren's wound.
I'm still here!!!!! Just working on a collab post with Lucius!
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