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{ A P P R O V E D }
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I Aera I
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Elleot Aerlee Silver
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L (elle) to her family and friends, But calls herself Aera to try and avoid Chaos
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Nearly eighteen
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+ Piloting
+ Finding herself in trouble
+ other skills
{ personality }
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Elleot
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Battle Cougar
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L was somewhat a rebellious teenager, she was one who loved the freedom of travel and wanted nothing more then to just go off on some adventure. But this was more of a dream, it was impossible to do such a thing under the watch of her father and the members of Silver. She was a weakness, something Chaos could use against the leader of Silver.
About a couple of months ago, the sneaky teen did the unthinkable. She escaped the eyes of Silver by cutting her long dark locks and by dressing as a boy.
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Pterosaur-Sama
Username: Pterosaur-SamaName: Crow Asakura
Nickname: The White Wolf (After her zoid)
Age: 20
Side/Role: Neutral
Skills: She is able to snipe with her zoid and has an affinity towards explosives.
Personality: Quick tempered and a little brash at times, Crow has a hard time portraying true emotions towards people. She seems to only get affectionate towards animals or zoids and tends to not deal with people as much as possible.
Appearance: Picture
Zoid: Konig Wolf
Color: White
Bio: The desert. Such an uninviting and harsh place, unforgiving to all that try and cross its vast expanse and yet its where this young girl called home. She welcomed the company of those dead lands, forsaking human company. All they did was mock her with their families, with their happiness, with their very existence. Even in this time of ultimate unrest, of war and famine, how was it that they could live when her family had to die? Why her family, why her happiness. It was sickening.
Once she had been happy, once she was just like everyone else in this remote, overlooked village. She played with the other children, she ran, she laughed, she felt the joy of coming home to the embrace of her mother and father. But that was all gone now. The shadow of death passed over her home when those men came and they took away everything she ever knew, everything she had ever loved. Yet they left her to rot, drenched in blood, alone. No one had come to help her, no one had come to save her parents. They all just gave her pitiful looks, none of them cared. So why should she care...
She left that place. She would not return, to the desert is where she would go. That would be her home. So at the age ten, this small child took to her own and left, determined to survive where little could. To become strong and show them all and to find those men. Revenge is what she craved and maybe that is what attrached it to her. The white wolf zoid. It seemed to understand her, it wanted to be strong and so it chose this broken, angry girl to its pilot.
Ten years later they still prowl the lifeless desert. Nothing but a lone shadow on the horizon.
Additional Info: She affectionately calls her Zoid Snowflake as a little nickname. There is also a little snowflake decal found on each shoulder of the Konig Wolf which identifies it as belonging to Crow.
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