Hi. I'm a role-player/writer who has spent over twenty-one years in this hobby.
I will pretty much write anything as long as my partner is cool with my inconsistent posting pace and momentum. I'm pretty sociable and I make dumb jokes all the time. My favorite things to write is capeshit, anime, space operas, horror, and slice of life/mundane drama. My writing level leans toward minimalism, but I try to give my partners/groups more than enough to work off of. I like to think I am pretty flexible.
I like cinema, music, and animation just as much as I like writing with people. My biggest hobby after writing is pop media analysis. Ask me questions or for suggestions and I'm sure to have something for you. ššš
And so went the first round. The interesting part, of course, was that one of the boys in the arena used an incantation right almost immediately. Though how interesting was it really?
Eli had traveled to Grayle from the north for three main reasons. The first of which being to reject fate and society by becoming a knight rather than a sage. The second, to master the blade and earn his keep. The third, and simplest one, to fight skilled opponents. Even if he was the Absolute the idea of using magical incantations ran afoul in his head. Not only did he detest incantations because of how the sage's attempted to drill them into his head, but the qualifiers were also a show of skill and tenacity. Mumbling some words the sageās wrote down to get the better of your opponent to rob them of a place as a knight? No, that didnāt sit right with him.
Then again, he thought, if you could be bested by some cheap trick? You were probably not good enough at fighting to begin with.
āWasnāt expecting incantations this early. Especially not from commoners.ā He mused out loud, āWell, to the next round.ā
The clear slap across the face seemed to make the boy more quizzical than calm, though at least he wasnāt frantically trying to grasp onto answers.
For Victoria, all of the chaos around her seemed to make her get a sense of calm. Had Frankie not shambled over asking her questions in a manic state perhaps she wouldāve gone fully catatonic. She had to thank him for helping keep her head clear at some point, though given the expression on his face and the lack of a reply of any kind, she was certain it was not the time. She took a light breath as she jumped to her feet as she looked at the island more clearly for the first time since she awoke to its sights. She closed her eyes, inhaling the smells of the island, as she commented on the situation.
āNone of this makes sense, so we have to focus on what makes sense. The rest will come after.ā
She looked over to Imogen and Maive, and then back to Frankie.
āOther people need our help. We canāt afford toā¦ you know. Cāmon.ā
Name - Princess Xaldamiine Ehnāelthos Viie Xenos Name - Ellisia Age - Adult Gender - Femme Species - Elph
Who Are You? ā¢
Ellisia is an Elph, a race of starfaring conquerors who originate in the The Divine Judiciary of Interstellar Planets - a faction much older than the Vangarian Empire that is centered on the planet of Xenos Prime.
Beyond her pointy ears and lithe features, Ellisia has platinum blonde hair that almost resembles the glow of a moonlit sky. Her eyes are green, and her face is most often adorned with a scowl. Often seen with a synthweave longcoat in dark colors, Ellisia has made a concentrated effort to look how she looks. She prefers to blend in, though that can be difficult at times given Elphās do not venture that far out of their own system too often.
Par the course, for someone who rarely smiles, Ellisia is not particularly sociable or friendly.
But why is she so guarded? Why be perceived cold? Because she has to. The best kept secret in the many of galaxies of the universe is the simple fact that Elphs are cosmic empaths. Creatures that feel the emotions of living beings that espouse energy around them. Said energy spreads to them like bees to honey, invading their own emotions and without a level of control of keeping emotions mute would make them erratic creatures eventually doomed to madness and mania. Even with her time away from her people Ellisia remembers it well and she feels the heartbeat of everything around her. Her mind latching onto emotions like a vacuum and peopleās rage, sadness, and everything in-between trying to influence her.
Sometimes she wishes she had been born human or some other race that doesnāt have such issues.
What Do You Bring to the Table? ā¢
Other than being a crack pilot and a frickinā Elph?
Well, sheās decent at maintaining her own personal weapons? She doesnāt snore a lot. Ellisia is not going to be the girl who is able to convince a scavenger to part with his best item for his cheapest price. Sheās not going to laborious repairs on the ship. Sheās not a doctor, or a scientist. She was trained to be a crack pilot to wage war against an interstellar nightmare race and any other threats to elphenkind. Sheās good with weapons, but sheās not the brawler or marksman. In the field, she is mostly supplementary, though due to her biochemistry is a pretty good door-kicker.
See, thereās a reason for that. Aura, the space dust that sprawls over galaxies and allows people to tap into extranormal effects that laymen call magic, that stuff was all over the Elphen homeworld before Elphs were Elphs. Itās why Ellisia and basically any other Elph ever can use kinetic magic. The trade-off is the power of this magic is scaled on the Elphās energy reserves from their empathic nature.
Essentially, Ellisia can channel emotions to make people hurt.
What's Your Problem? ā¢
Ellisiaās story probably is best told with this point: Ellisia isnāt her real name.
She made it up.
Princess Xaldamiine Ehnāelthos Viie Xenos is the eldest daughter of the ruler and celestial judicator of Xenos, Overlord Melieus. When she was in her fatherās shadow, she was trained in a starbattler academy that prepared countless Elphs with their fate of being a interstellar pilot combating high priority threats to the judiciary. Of the cadets, Xaldamiine would be one of the most talented of her generation. When she was declared Killed In Action years later, it was an interstellar tragedy.
Truth is, yeah, that part is all true. Ellisia was in a big battle and something significant happened where she nearly was lost to the stars. The wreck of her ship was found not by her people, but scavenger-pirates called The Black Fae, whom carefully realized an Elph girl would make a high price on the black market. So she was trafficked, or nearly trafficked. By the time Ellisia escaped from The Black Fae she realized that the life of a hopeless ethereal death at the hands of the enemies of Xenos is not the life she wished to lead.
Free from that responsibility, she was finally allowed to experience the greater universe with nobody looming over her shoulders reaping her independence away. So she decided to name herself Ellisia and go as far away from Xenos as she could. As she met her first humans and explored the galaxy she would come to know many faces. Her work as a independent contractorāa hired gun, found her gaining skills that she would not have had if she stayed within the reach of her father, though it also granted her new enemies. An Elph so far from Xenos? Rare. She liked it that way.
She liked being free to be who she wanted to be even more.
Life in the Crew ā¢
One of the older members of the Guernica, she considers Kian a ākindred soulā.
The two met when Ellisia was evading some kind of trouble, though they really didnāt bond until Kianās āpilotingā almost got the Guernica blasted into space dustāand not the fun kind. Ellisia aggressively took over as pilot and made sure they found a way out of the bad situation. She never did decide where she was going, so the Guernica became her new home.
That makes one of us. I'm kidding. I'm just interested to see if I make it. I was trying to shake up the usual mold of "face" by going "what if their charisma was just arguing with you reddit-style until you quit?" Also, I've been replaying Phoenix Wright for some reason. It's fully infected my brain.
Iunno. Maybe I need to get out and touch some grass... I mean... sleet.
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[color=silver]Hi. I'm a role-player/writer who has spent over twenty-one years in this hobby.
I will pretty much write anything as long as my partner is cool with my inconsistent posting pace and momentum. I'm pretty sociable and I make dumb jokes all the time. My favorite things to write is capeshit, anime, space operas, horror, and slice of life/mundane drama. My writing level leans toward minimalism, but I try to give my partners/groups more than enough to work off of. I like to think I am pretty flexible.
I like cinema, music, and animation just as much as I like writing with people. My biggest hobby after writing is pop media analysis. Ask me questions or for suggestions and I'm sure to have something for you. ššš[/color]
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<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><div class="bb-h2"><span class="bb-i"><font color="pink">if you're petty with me<br><br>be prepared to deal with <br><br>the most crazy bitch <br><br>you've ever met</font></span></div></div><br><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-center"><img src="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/59/59/f3/5959f34e3f1a18bb0f075743d51f5d14.gif" /><br><sub><font color="pink"><font color="silver"><span class="bb-b">Micki</span></font> <span class="bb-b">|</span> <font color="silver"><span class="bb-b">34</span> (b. 1988)</font> <span class="bb-b">|</span> <font color="silver"><span class="bb-b">Detroit</span></font> <span class="bb-b">|</span> <font color="silver"><span class="bb-b">INTJ</span></font> <br><font color="silver"><span class="bb-b">Biromantic Demisexual</span></font> <span class="bb-b">|</span> <font color="silver"><span class="bb-b">Bipolar/Manic-Depressive</span></font></font></sub><br><br><iframe src="//youtube.com/embed/ZHwVBirqD2s?theme=dark" frameborder="0" width="496" height="279" allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br><font color="silver">Hi. I'm a role-player/writer who has spent over twenty-one years in this hobby.<br><br>I will pretty much write anything as long as my partner is cool with my inconsistent posting pace and momentum. I'm pretty sociable and I make dumb jokes all the time. My favorite things to write is capeshit, anime, space operas, horror, and slice of life/mundane drama. My writing level leans toward minimalism, but I try to give my partners/groups more than enough to work off of. I like to think I am pretty flexible.<br><br>I like cinema, music, and animation just as much as I like writing with people. My biggest hobby after writing is pop media analysis. Ask me questions or for suggestions and I'm sure to have something for you. ššš</font></div></div></div></div>