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 Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 1:48 am
The Profiles This is where I will be posting the profiles for Zodiac. Remember, reserve a Sign spot on the OOC board or by PMing me before you PM me your profile. This is not required but recommended to guarantee a spot for you.
Please PM me your profiles and I will post them here once you are accepted.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 2:00 am
Gaia username: Harxlily
Character Name: Vesper Charlotte D'spoc
Race: Human, half wizard
Hey baby, what’s your sign?: Scorpio
Where are you from? Ajian, originally, but I recently moved to Mordale to open my own apothecary shop and to investigate the libraries.
Are you a boy or girl?: Female
Age: 20
Profession: Potion Maker and Shopkeeper.
Weapon: I prefer not to fight, but I have a set of poison tipped blades in case of emergency.
Eyes: Purple. I’m not sure how that happened, but there you are.
Hair: Just brown. I’m not one much for beauty potions.
Personality:
I keep to myself, and am shy when first meeting people, though they sometimes tend to be drawn to me. I’m friendly to my customers and fellow students, but don’t have any close friends. I’m very focused and determined. I study hard, work hard, and have little time for play or fun.
Hopefully, this journey I’m about to go on will help improve my relationship skills, among other things. Umm… I don’t know what else to say about myself. I’m wary and analytical of new situations, and I don’t like adventure or get out much, but I’m willing to risk anything to save my sister.
Background Story:
Born in the desert town of Ajian to two loving parents, it was always my dream to move to Mordale to study Potion Brewing. We lived for years in happiness until tragedy struck. My little sister Adriana caught Fell Fever, a deadly disease you can only catch in the desert of Kahjava. The leaders of my city have searched for the cause and the cure in vain. It was then that my obsession began. I had always heard tell of the Relics of the Zodiac, and how bringing them together can grant a wish. My sister cannot die. The healers of Ajian have given her no less than two more years to live.
So I moved to Mordale, where I live a double life. By day, I’m a shopkeeper at my own apothecary/potion emporium. It’s a small shop, filled with flowers, herbs, jars, and bottles of strange liquid. People tend to like me, and business is good. By night, I attend classes at the university down the road, while staying up at all hours of the night in various libraries, gathering as much information as I can about the Relics. I’ve compiled my findings into a journal, and am about to embark on the biggest quest of my life. But first I have to travel to Mirr to find help. I can’t do this alone.
Physical Description:
Well, err. I’m pretty short. About 5’2’’. Like I said before, I have purple eyes and brown hair, which I usually keep up and out of my face, and I’ll throw in some jeweled clips if I’m going out in public. I’m not stick thin, but I’m not chubby either. I guess you could call me average sized. My ears are a little big but I don’t mind them so much. I blush easily, but it’s more annoying than it is cute.
I like floral prints a lot, and I’m usually wearing a robe of some sort in a pastel color with flowers on it. My favorite color is purple. I can usually be seen carrying around papers or books. My fingernails usually have dirt under them because I work with plants. I tend to dress modestly.
Extras: I have a tiger named Lily who I left to guard Adriana. Yes, a tiger.
This is me:
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 2:07 am
Gaia username: Harxlily
Character Name: Biquariusserro Boullierre. But you can call me Biq. That’s pronounced like “Bick”!
Race: Wizard
Hey baby, what’s your sign?: Aquarius
Where are you from? Engle
Are you a boy or girl?: 100% Man.
Age: 22
Profession: The greatest pirate you will ever meet.
Weapon: Magic, knives, and I’m learning how to swordfight. So watch out.
Eyes: Gorgeous. But I guess you could also call them brown.
Hair: Golden blonde
Personality:
I’m just your average, adventurous, fun-loving guy. I’m a sucker for a big pair of…. beautiful eyes. I love the ladies, and can fall in love in under five seconds. I’ve been in love about thirty nine times this year. I’ve always loved sailing, and when I was sixteen, I ran away from home to be a pirate. Oh wait, I guess that goes in the background story part. Okay. Let’s see. I can kind of be a smartass sometimes. I curse. I think I’m funny, and I make a lot of jokes, mostly involving bodily functions or bad puns.
Ok. Ahh. I can’t think of anything else to say about myself. So I’ll list things I like. I like lists. I like tattoos. And booze. And did I mention chicks? I like chicks. I like the ocean. I like weapons. I like money. I like the beach and I love seafood. I eat a lot. I work out twice a day. I’m awesome. I’m gorgeous. I’m a hunk. Some people think I’m full of myself but I have no idea where they get that.
Background Story:
LIKE I WAS SAYING, I ran away from home when I was sixteen to be a pirate. I joined the crew of the SS Minyah, but all we do is mostly hang around Port Engle looking for booze and women. I’ve never actually really pillaged anything… or killed anyone. Hum. But I know that once we get out there, I’ll be the meanest, toughest pirate ever.
When I was younger, my dad used to tell me the old stories of the Gods and the Relics. You know, those legends that everyone grows out of when they’re about 10 years old? I never grew out of them. That's probably because my dad disappeared when I was about 6. He just wasn't there one day, and never came back. I really don't remember him much [UNDERCONSTRUCTION] That’s why I’ve been clinging to this legend of the Zodiac. Somehow, in my heart, I know they exist somewhere. That’s why I’ve come to Mirr. Maybe someone here will know where I can start looking. Probably people will just laugh at me. But whatever.
Physical Description:
Like I said before, I have gorgeous, chocolate brown eyes, perfect golden hair, and a chiseled physique. Makes the ladies go crazy. Plus, they all like the bad boys. My skin is pretty tan, from being at sea all the time. I'm pretty tall, about six feet. Let’s see…I’m gorgeous. Umm… Oh my clothes.
Usually I just wear a button up, light clothed shirt. It’s usually white or black or blue. I’m not too picky. I also wear leather work gloves, and a belt that I bought from a Cancer armor fair once. I usually just wear jeans or black work pants. Anything I can get around in. I also have a tattoo on my chest, one on my arm, and another one I got when I was drunk that I’m not telling you about. Unless you’re a lady. And cute. No fat chicks.
Extras: Theme Song: If You Got The Money - Jamie T. But I have mooore in the playlist threeead ;D
This is me:
What a sexy beast
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 2:09 am
Gaia username: way-to-dawn-xx
Character Name: Eirian Bredell
Race: Human/Wizard
Hey baby, what's your sign?: Pisces
Are you a boy or girl?: Female
Age: Twenty-one
Profession: Aspiring Black Mage (Former Con Artist)
Weapon: Although attempting to become a black mage, Eirian is first and foremost a former thief and con artist. Consequently, her fighting style includes a mixture of both. Her weapon of choice was once a simple dagger, although she traded it in for a staff upon her decision to learn black magic. However, in the event that her magic proves ineffective, she will fall back upon her relative skill with a dagger.
Where do you live?: Although she barely remembers it, Eirian was born in Jaxton and spent the first five years of her life there. After her parents died during a stay in Farr, she stayed there until she was seventeen. Now Jaxton again appears to be her home, since this is where she has been learning and researching black magic.
Eyes: Scarlet
Hair: Brown
Personality: As a Pisces, Eirian possesses several of the traits deemed typical for those born into her sign. Perhaps her most noticeable personality trait would be her idealistic nature. Despite her choice of occupation and the deceptive requirements, Eirian feels very strongly about certain things and will rarely hesistate to share her opinion on them. She often sees what should be rather than what is, and sometimes wishes that someone--not necessarily her, of course--would initiate change in the world. Her words are typically spoken quietly yet forcefully, just barely above a whisper; Eirian rarely, if ever, raises her voice to a level above this.
Perceptive to a fault, the young woman tends to quickly form opinions about people first by what she gathers from their appearance, mannerisms and so forth. This "sense" helps significantly in her endeavors to swindle other individuals out of their money; Eirian often combines her own deductions with the past she sees to provide the desired response. Of course, like any other human being, she isn't infallible, and she has been wrong before. Or rather, concerning her impressions about others, she has been wrong. Eirian has yet to encounter a false vision of the past.
Background Story: Orphaned at the young age of five, Eirian was soon taken under the wing of a boy a few years older than her. The young man taught her the art of pickpocketing, and before long, Nathaniel noticed that the girl possessed the powers of a Pisces. Realizing the potential for increasing their wealth exponentially through the use of a near-con act, Nathaniel assisted in developing her primary abilities. The one they used the most was Eirian's skill in learning the past of a person through physical contact with either a person or an item of importance to an individual. By knowing what a person was going through, she could provide them with contrived predictions of the future. Despite her idealistic nature, Eirian willingly went along with this scheme; the two of them had to survive somehow, after all. Besides, as she would realize in retrospect, the only reason she really enjoyed running the con was because of Nathaniel. As the only constant real constant in her life, he had certainly become the most important thing to her. However, she could never really determine if she viewed him more as a brother or a potential lover. Their con continued for years, until the pair stole money from a particularly vindictive man. Nathaniel and Eirian had responded to his inquiry about his sick and dying daughter with a hopeful prediction. The daughter, however, did not survive; rather, she died a few months later, and the man consequently spent the next year hunting the elusive pair down. When the conflict culminated one unfortunate night, Nathaniel lost his life and seventeen-year-old Eirian lost the person most important to her.
The years that followed that awful night were particularly difficult. For a few months longer, the angry man continued to hire hunters to come after her, and only by struggling with casting an illusion did Eirian manage to end her lifestyle of constantly running. From there, Eirian didn't know what to do next. She couldn't continue her con act without a partner, nor could she adjust to a different career, so Eirian eventually decided that her best option was to dive into the world of black magic. If she could master the dark arts, perhaps she could sell her services or even avenge Nathaniel. Perhaps her plan would have been more successful if the teacher she found had been able to teach her more than the basics before his death. Instead of the power she sought, Eirian was left with meager knowledge of black magic, a multitude of research notebooks to teach her, and a legend about a collection of wish-granting relics. A new plan formed, one that seemed much better than her first. If she could somehow gather all twelve of the relics, surely she could return Nathaniel to life. Wouldn't life go back to normal if she could accomplish that? There could be nothing better, at least not in her mind. However, Eirian is hardly so naive to think that she can go chasing after legend on her own. Knowing this, she has decided to travel to Mirr, in hopes of finding some other fool who also believes in the relics. Or at least locating more information on them. In the meantime, however, Eirian still pickpockets on occassion and cons people out of their money when she has no other option.
Physical Description: A young woman whose appearance borders on frail, Eirian stands just under 5'6. Brown in color, Eirian's hair is medium in length and slightly layered around her face. Haphazard bangs fall into her crimson eyes, and she often places various ornaments into her straight hair. Ribbons, clips with bells fastened tight, feathers, flowers--there really is no limit to what Eirian decides to use. As for other ornamentation, Eirian favors all sorts of bracelets and long necklaces, almost to a sort of overabundance.
As for choice of clothing, Eirian generally wears vest inspired shirts of varying shades. The most common, however, are purple and blue. Her skirts are generally knee length versions of flowing gypsy skirts, in darker shades of blue or black. Modesty isn't something she deems especially important; however, Eirian has never seen a need for lacking modesty either.
Extras: Theme Song: Paperthin Hymn - Anberlin
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 11:24 pm
Gaia username: Ixtaek
Character Name: Brett Coggins
Race: Human mostly, with a little wizard blood
Hey baby, what’s your sign?: Cancer
Are you a boy or girl?: Boy
Age: 21
Profession: I’m a clockwork toy maker! Or was…
Weapon: Tools built into my arm. I’ll explain that in a bit.
Where do you live?: A basement under an abandoned building. To be exact, I never leave said basement. I send my little helpers out to fetch my eggs and milk and the paper or whatever. I mean, if I left the house looking like I did… mass chaos would ensue.
Eyes: One is brown, the other is missing. Don’t judge me.
Hair: My hair is pretty short, since it was long hair that got me in the mess I’m in now in the first place. It’s kind of blondish and always a mess. I don’t take much care of it, though I’m thinking of building a hair stylist…
Personality: I tend to be… shy. Really shy. Because I look like a freak. That is bad for one’s self-esteem, you know. I mean, I want to help people. I like to see other people happy, to know I’ve solved someone else’s problems. I’m kind of protective of people who I like, even if they don’t know I’m watching over them. Not that I’m a stalker or anything! I prefer to think of myself as a guardian angel. Which is kind of high and mighty, I know, but everyone has dreams, am I right? I really just want a friend… or a girl who understands me, and doesn’t freak out when she sees me. I’m understanding, I guess. Tragedy happens. People need a shoulder sometimes. And I want to be that shoulder. Not that anyone knows I exist. How depressing, but I try not to let that get me down! I’m kind of protective of my little creations too. If one gets broken, I get very upset and talk to it all soothingly as I fix it. I know they don’t hear me, but I’ve been alone for a while now. I have to talk to something! So, yes, I think crazy would be appropriate as well.
Background Story: OK, my life story is thus: I was born into a family of toy makers. My dad made the inside parts that made the toys move, while my mom made the outside parts that were pretty and decorative. I wanted to make the inside parts, like my dad, it’s kind of a tradition, after all; the cogs and wheels and stuff. I started learning at age three how to put things together. By age five I was a fair hand at toy-making; I could replicate anything my father made in record time. My father claimed I had a gift, a remnant of magic from my wizard grandfather (my father’s father). This gift grew, and soon the toys I made became almost like living creatures. My family was very pleased. They even gave me my grandfather’s special clock to mark my status as a full toy maker.
I decided to learn more about ways clockwork was used: in actual clocks, in mills, even in some factories. While touring a mill I got too close to some machinery, my shirt got caught in the cogs. I tried to free myself and, in the struggle, my hands were trapped in the mechanism. I had to be cut out of the millwork. Both my hands were lost in the process.
I struggled to rebuild my life. My father helped make me a pair of mechanical hands, but they scared customers away. Sales dropped. While I was still getting used to my hands I accidentally mauled my face when trying to scratch my nose. My eye was wrecked in the process.
So I left home, ran away really, taking a little food and my grandpa’s ‘lucky’ clock (which has yet to do me any good, now that I think of it) and ended up hiding in a basement in Mirr. I don’t like seeing other people suffer, knowing how it feels, so I salvage bits of metal and make toys for my family to sell. They send me money for food and such. The extra I give to families who need it more than me. Sometimes I make toys for the local children and leave them on their doorsteps at night. I just want other people to be happy… That’s why, when I heard about these relics, I knew I had to find them. For others.
Not saying I wouldn’t ask for my hands back, of course…
Pets: I keep a few of my toys for myself. They aren’t exactly dogs, per say, but I think of them as pets.
Theme Song: “Look Heart, No Hands” by Randy Travis (Cruel joke, I know)
This is me:
Oh, um, trust me, you don’t want to see this.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 12:38 am
Gaia username: Erratic Rhapsody
Character Name: Riuichi Ode Tamagowa Theodoric
Race: Wizard? (I’d say more of a magician, but…I chose from the things. xD)
Hey baby, what’s your sign?: Pisces
Where are you from? Jaxton
Are you a boy or girl?: Male
Age: 23
Profession: Musician and weapons shopkeeper*
Weapon: Gun(s) …staff will work too.
Eyes: AQUA
Hair: Super epic, light brown. (i.e.: it will turn blonde if given too much sunlight.) It is a tad wavy, and tumbles over the very tips of ears, some locks just barely falling into eyes.
Personality: Riuichi is a man of great charm. He’s a hopeless romantic to put it lightly. If there was a way to describe what charm and how gentlemanly he is you could refer back to the fairy tales. You know, the whole prince charming thing? He is kind, and would only harm those who harm those special to him. Riu tries to solve problems the civil way. He is not a violent man, but he will fight for what he believes, such as ones’ destiny. Granted, he’s not one for confrontation either. In fact, he is quite shy unless reacting due to his ADD.
Riuichi is usually a lighthearted individual, one who is optimistic on the surface. However, deep down that’s not the case. Sorrow and despair fills his heart, and his emotions can sometime get the better of him. Yes, Riuichi is a very emotional individual. He is also compulsive in behavior on occasions. Though he has pride in his music he does sometimes lack the confidence one needs to really have. Materialistic? A little. There are certain items he thinks he must have or else he’d die.
He needs other people to survive. Without one person there he is simply lost. Though, despite the rather depressed state he remains in, he is a very caring and generous person. Helping others is something he enjoys doing. He will gratefully give someone a smile if they need it.
Background Story: A dark past lingers over this man. It is a past that he doesn’t even wish to tell. Riuichi was born with an interesting ability. The contact of skin to skin would allow him to see into someone’s past. With this gift his mother had always clothed him as much as possible. (He avoids human contact, yet at the same time he is very outgoing and quick to hug others. Most agree that that is only due to his ADD. Deep down past the bubbly exterior is a deep sensitive side. This is due to how he was treated by his father and brother.)
His father hated him with every fiber of his being. While Theo, Riu’s father, was smacking him around and telling him he was useless his brother would merely stand to the side and watch. His mother never even tried to stop it. Though she was kind hearted she was no match for her husband, and didn’t want to go against him. His father was a very bad man in a nutshell. He was the bad guy in movies that was never had any remorse after killing someone. This explained why the children had taken their mother’s last name. Riuichi’s father was a strict man that only loved his wife, oldest son, and daughter. There came a time when Riu’s best friend committed suicide. This boy was not only his best friend, but also the love of his teenage life. Once his father found out most would assume it was all over for Riu. Fortunately, he got out of it alive. By the end of the mess his father had blinded him in his left eye. Only a few years after this incident his brother and he went to live together. Of course time passed and Riu moved out to live on his own.
It should also be noted that Riu was never born in Jaxton, instead he moved there.
Riuichi Tamagowa has a hidden history that he does not know of himself. The history of his ancestors is one that only his father and up know. On the Theodoric side, he is related to what they know as the time's keeper. A man that once controled all of time, keeping the threads streaming along normally. However, this man did have kids, and since then, his powers have been passed down in some form. Thus, why he can control the past if you will. His father also believes that Riu is the last male that will inherit a portion of his ancestor's abilities. Theo also believes that most of their ancestor's spirit or essence resides in Riu, thinking Riu could evolve what power he has into something greater. (Just wanted to give you all a bit of his family history there. Thought it might clear up some of the stuff. Oh and all of this is mine. It came from my mind, so I know you all are responsible, but don't steal it.)
Physical Description: Standing tall at six feet and three inches, this slender male is completely clothed. Gloves cover slim, piano fingers, pale complexion. Ears are adorned with silver ear rings, two in the right and three in the left (one of them being in the cartilage.) Though, he’s tiny, he does not look sickly like one of those anorexic models. Not at all. And even though his frame narrows at the hips, it’s not necessarily a “feminine” figure. His face is more of the oval shape than circle, however not exceedingly long like some oval shaped faces. Cheekbones are high, commonly seen in Native Americans and Asians. Lips are painted as a pale pink, eyes jeweled with aqua, and hair lighter than a dusty brown. All in all, he looks to be fragile, and honestly, he is. His body bruises easily, and marks can be left with just the smallest infliction.
Draping over shoulders beneath the traditional robe-like wizard wear, is formal wear. (Not sure if they have this type of dress. o.o But if they do this is what he normally wears: ) A white collared, dress shirt, with a black vest, and black slacks. Gloves are usually of the black color, sometimes white. If not wearing the robe thing, he wears a black trench coat. Shoes are black. Riu rarely wears “casual” clothing, even if going on a long journey. He feels it necessary to always look nice. He also carries his two guns on him at all times beneath his clothing. His magician staff is carried in hand. (He has to look the part, duh!)
Extras: *(The weapons shop is something he does for his father. Not entirely by choice.) He’s blind in his left eye, he’s left-handed, he has awesome aim, and he’s an alcoholic. Aside from the contact situation, he can also control time. Controlling time in the regard of: the past. I.e. stopping time, rewinding, and visiting the past. His limitations with this aren’t really obvious, but I’ll list them just so you all know. The limitations are in what he can’t do, such as he doesn’t have control over complete time and stuff, it takes a pretty big effect on his well being. (Not so much the skin contact. It’s like smoking though, if he kept doing it, it would eventually be really bad.) And I hope by now you all can see that he’s not the type of character who would use his abilities unless in an emergency.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 2:34 pm
Gaia username: Spawn of Enmity
Character Name: Call me Doctor Aethen.
Race: Wizard-- I'll cast a spell on you ;3
Hey baby, what’s your sign?: Sorry, Libras do not respond to lame pick up lines.
Where are you from? Maldette
Are you a boy or girl?: Mother always said I was a good boy.
Age: Thirty-four winters, come and gone.
Profession: I save people’s lives.
Weapon: Well I have been known to be quite talented with a needle and thread.
Eyes: The color of the sunset.
Hair: I like my hair short, tossed over to one side, and my natural color is a pitch black.
Personality: Oh, how does one describe himself? There can only be two ways really…either I’ll sound like an absolute arrogant bigot or a lowly peon with no self-esteem. Perhaps I can find a delicate balance.
I enjoy the higher end of society though I am no stranger to the dodgy end of town. I am not above a game of chance and a drink of beer, though I am perfectly content to read some Primary Literature about the latest in biotechnological advances. I enjoy long walks on the beach almost as much as I enjoy a warm bed on a cold night. I detest receiving calls in the middle of the night of idiots requiring surgery due to unregulated doses of methamphetamine, though the appreciation on parent’s tearful faces almost makes it all worth it.
But now…telling of my tastes and dislikes hardly would tell someone about my personality. Allow me to try again. My patience can be found wanting, depending on the company I am keeping, though generally I find myself in a calm and content mood. People have found my temper to tint their cheeks sanguine and I have been often told I am…obsessive. Obsessive, possessive, jealous. I simply do not like others touching my belongings. I am familiar with confrontation and though my primary interest is saving lives, I have little qualms over ending those that are inferior. I will not allow my wish to be halted by such a simple thing as “humanity.”
Background Story: My life began with death.
Do I sound like a poet now? I was attempting for something of that sort.
Though, in solemnity, I was the first of four children to actually survive. Should my parents not have suffered miscarriages and death, they would have seventeen children. But life is hardly fair. Nevertheless, we were never in want of needs and always had enough to eat and clothes to wear. However, due to the sheer size of our family, it was difficult for father to accommodate all our schooling and bills. Therefore, in order to pay for my education, I joined the military service. I trained as a medical personnel during my time of service and achieved my doctorate degree. And then this and that happened, none of which anyone would really care to hear about.
In conclusion however, I began to travel; searching for knowledge of these ancient Relics. I spent a great deal of time in Mordale studying every mentioning of these elusive artifacts and now, guarded with as much knowledge as I believe I can hope to achieve, I carry on a search for them. Mirr, being the capital, seemed like an adequate place to begin searching for clues.
Physical Description: Tall, dark, and handsome.
…Oh? Do I need to elaborate? I suppose I’ll indulge your curiosity.
My mother always said I look exactly like my grandfather. I stand at about six and a half feet without slouching, making me quite the opposite of the rest of my family, and my eyes are a natural orange and red mixture. My ebony hair is quite thick, making it quite the bothersome, bouncy mess in the mornings, and my complexion is slightly tanned as due to heritage. For clothing, I do not feel comfortable unless I wear what I suppose is titled as “semi-formal” uniform. Meaning, I wear a pair of black dress pants, a fitted belt, and some form of “button-up” shirt at all times. And of course, as any fashion guru would dictate, my shoes always match my belt.
As for a tie…I am rather impartial towards them. I suppose if I am journeying to a place in particular, I would wear one, otherwise I may forgo the silly thing. Maybe a bowtie would be fun though.
Over all this, whether hot or cold, I tend towards wearing a long, form fitting trench coat. And it must be the kind with several pockets. Must. Typically white in color to offset much of the black I wear, I suppose it reminds me of the lab coat I often wear within the hospital.
Extras: Don’t mind Nanashi, the darling little android that follows me around from time to time. He won’t kill you unless I order him to.
Also, if you fancy an interesting song, you might try this one.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 9:49 am
Gaia username: Meenchi
Character Name: Ely Hatter Monteblanc.
Race: Part Elf.
Hey baby, what’s your sign?: Cancer.
Where are you from? Fae.
Are you a boy or girl?: Female.
Age: 19
Profession: Nurses' Assistant.
Weapon: Earth magic, or bow and arrow. Being that a bow and arrow are pretty inconvenient in local settings, I typically use just magic.
Eyes: Bright green!
Hair: Dark brown, medium, side-parted bangs, and a mane of curls that has crept down to my lower back. I need a haircut, but I never care to go!
Personality: I am a complete klutz... But I'm okay with it!
I don't purposefully get myself into awkward situations, it just seems to happen naturally; whether it's tripping over my own two feet by the pier to fall straight into a fisher's net, or accidentally setting my lab partner on fire in home ec class, I really have no tact. I'm not strong socially, but I try my best to get to know mostly everybody, because...well... What's life without life?
I love children and medicine. I can't cook, but I can grow my own things, and I'm pretty decent at concocting herbal remedies and other basic medicines if need be. I guess it's pretty ironic that I live in the cooking capital of the world and yet I cannot, for the life of me, grasp any inkling of cooking talent. I'm so bad, I burn water quite honestly. I guess that's called boiling water, but... I've lit the water on fire before, I swear, but I think there might've been something else in the... Oh. Well. Another one of my odd personality quirks is that I ramble when I'm nervous. Sorry! I promise not to talk your ear off!
Background Story: Why do you want to know that?
I mean, I guess if it's necessary... I was born to...my dad and Lee Selwynn-Monteblanc almost twenty years ago. My mom is fully human, and she was from Vina, with my dad. Well. As far as I know, that is. My father left when I was six, just before my twin brothers, Ollie and Deacon, were born. I don't know where he went, so... we need not speak of him anymore, right?
Aside from all that, I had an otherwise normal-ish upbringing? I went to school, graduated at seventeen and enrolled in college. I'm currently an education major as well as employed as a nurses' assistant. I moved away from my mother and brother's once I graduated our high school system and moved myself to Fae because... Well. My mother and I don't exactly see eye to eye, but y'know! Keep moving forward, right?
Physical Description: Being an elf, one would expect me to be tallish, right? Well...I don't quite fit that stereotype. Both sides of my family (particularly my mother's side) are known for their lacking of height, and I am definitely not an exception. Taking up most of my mother's genetics, I only currently reach...Well... Almost two inches under five feet. I'm not going to give you my exact height, just let you see for yourself. Sound good? I think so...
So, I'm pretty short. My hair is a chocolaty brown color, curly as all get out, and hangs down to my lower back, bangs cheek-bone length and swept to the side. I've got my mother's eyes: wide, penetrating, and bright green with long, light eyelashes. I've got my father's upturned button nose, fair-sized lips, rounded jaw and pointed elf ears.Ever since living on Lerane, I've managed to develop a light tan, so I'm not horribly pale! My fashion sense is a little crazy, though... I like colors like orange, purple, green, brown, blue. Mostly it's brown and green, though Sometimes brown and purple, or orange, purple and green... I like jumpers and boots and fun clothes with lots of pockets and hidden areas. Whatever it is though, I'm never too revealing. I prefer being covered up.
Extras: I wish I had a cat and some dogs. My theme song is always different, but...my history is best defined by To the Moon and Back by Savage Garden.
This is me:
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 9:52 am
Gaia username: SakuraMidvalley
Character Name: Sakura Yoko Midvalley
Race: Elf
Hey baby, what’s your sign?: Sagittarius
Where are you from? Litheron
Are you a boy or girl?: Most obviously a girl.
Age:23
Profession: Professional thief and hired gun – er sword?
Weapon: Twin blades and bow and arrow.
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Shoulder length black hair with crimson tips and white bangs.
Personality: Oh, I hate these kind of questions. What’s my personality like? I am pretty arrogant, but I can be modest at times, most often not. I’m pretty cruel and heartless, or so I’ve been told. Then again I would have to be to take money. What is it people say? Keep your friends close and your enemies closer. If I’m not mistaken I have quite a few enemies and a half. That doesn’t mean I’m not a good person does it?
Sure I’m loyal to those who pay me the most, but I’m also loyal to my son and the few friends I have managed to collect throughout my twenty-three years of life. At least, as much loyalty I can offer being on the go all the time. When I can, I bring them back food and water that isn’t offered in Litheron. I would leave if I could, but none of us have the money to leave. Not with all our vices.
Background Story: My background isn’t something I really wish to share with you, so forgive me if I skip over some vital information. I was born November 23rd, but my mother was very weak. The birth killed her. She left me that day with my older brother, Kristopher, and my father. I only wish she were able to have stayed at least long enough for me to get the chance to know her.
My father hated me. He blamed me for her death. At first he just paid little attention to me, clearly favoring Krissie. I was fine with that. I always had Krissie there for me. He taught me everything I ever needed from reading to love for music. They were my escapes when father went on his rampages. I never thought I would lose Kristopher, but I should have known better. His gang took his life for a simple mistake. The same mistake they all have been making. Each one was murdered by their mysterious boss.
This sent my father to his early grave as well. I don’t remember much of that night, but I was around twelve years of age. My father was in a drunken rage, worse than usual. All I can see is blood staining everything. I’ve been told time and time again by my inner voice it was merely a heart attack.
From there I ran away from my home, originally in Roanan, to the one town I figured nobody would attempt to look for me. Here I met my family consisting only of my adopted son of thirteen, Marc, and a few others. I love them all dearly, and will do anything to help them.
Physical Description:Well, I suppose I could be called, lovely. In fact, I have been on several different occasions. I don’t see what those guys were looking at though. I stand straight at an average height of 5’6 with unnaturally dyed hair. My auburn eyes clearly show no love for others and are the only key to unlocking my past.
I usually wear rather casual clothing. A tank top or two, a light jacket from time to time, and arm warmers adorn my torso. Cargo pants and sneakers clad my feet. When I read, I wear a pair of red glasses as to avoid any further eye problems.
I’m not much for spending my money on myself, so my appearance is really of no concern to me. I spend every bit of money I can on the closest thing I have to a family. Also, I have huge boobs.
Extras: There’s not much more to know about me really. I enjoy singing and playing a variety of stringed instruments as well as an alto saxophone.
This is me:
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 6:12 pm
Gaia username: Erratic Rhapsody
Character Name: Sedrick Kinai
Race: Shape shifter (Lion)
Hey baby, what’s your sign?: Leo
Where are you from? Granala
Are you a boy or girl?: Male
Age: 21
Profession: “Royal” heir to the “head” of the government
Weapon: Sharp-tipped Whip(s), kicks/fists, and claws.
Eyes: Orange
Hair: Light brown
Personality: Confident. Stubborn. Possessive.
Three words that fit Kin pretty well. He has a certain confidence about him that almost makes him seem like a pompous jerk. He thinks he’s all that and a chocolate cake. Kin believes that respect should immediately come to him before he respects someone else. It’s natural. He’s “the king” or “the prince” in his world. A pretty boy? You could say that. But he’s not the pretty boy you want to mess with. His sister makes no joke when she calls him the evil twin. Kin is a merciless being that won’t think twice about what he does to people. And once he’s made up his mind that’s it end of story. Power, it’s something he lusts for. He wants to be in control and pretends that in his head he is in complete control of his life.
As for attention goes. He must have it. Negative attention or not, he wants whatever people will give to him. He loves to show off what he can do, and always makes sure he can do it before initiating. Why would he want to make a fool of himself? Of course all of these things seem very bad. Well, there is a softer side. A small one, but there is one. He too, is loyal. Whether he likes a person or not, once his loyalty is sworn, he will do whatever it takes for that person and remain loyal until death or betrayed. Most would think that he’d be the first to flip out on someone, when in reality his sister would be the one punching someone first. Holding himself to a certain height, he does not engage in petty arguments…most of the time. He presents himself like a strong male, and despite everything, he does not judge a person by where they come from or what they are. He could care less. What makes a person, is what’s on the inside, he and his sister know that very well.
Background Story: July 30th twins were born. The oldest being, Sedrick Kinai, first and middle. The second was his sister, Kitta Sinai. The twins grew up with a father and mother, however, both parents worked. Both were involved with the Leo’s government or military. Naturally the twins had to have caretakers set in place. But unlike his sister, Sedrick did not take to this well. But of course he learned fast, by putting on a cute and innocent smile, he could get just about anything he wanted from the nannies. Old women that fawned over cuteness. Of course, it was only until his later years that he grew to become more rebellious and prone to temper tantrums if not getting his way. His parents lacked the time to give him the discipline he deserved and needed, and even their disapprovals did not shine light on his behavior. Thusly, they did all they could, they gave him whatever it was to make him happy and to behave. Of course, what he really wanted was his parents attention. He desperately wanted the home even just for a little while, one day. He wanted them to take part in what he did, show them things he had accomplished, but by the time he had reached seventeen it didn’t matter. He had grown colder and colder, only opening up to his sister from time to time like twins should.
Nothing particularly horrible ever happened in his life, nor did anything magical happen. He was simply spoiled rotten, and raised horribly. Of course, as he grew older the lust for power began to grow stronger and stronger. In his youth, he had taken the time to learn how to fight. (His mother was involved with the military after all.) Surprisingly, Kin had also developed a special ability that his sister lacked considerably. He could shape shift into a lion. Wonderful no? Though out his years he practiced with making this ability stronger, though he still can only transform if in a dire emergency or in “battle mode”.
He now is going on a journey with his sister to find these ancient relics of some sort. Sinai talks about them constantly, and how she would like to use it for good, but…Kin has a different view. Power is everything.
Physical Description: Light colored hair is cut short, just below the chin, while bangs are cut diagonally, falling over his right eye. His hair has a curl to it, making the tips curl, aside from the bangs, and it is all poofy in nature. Much like a lions mane. High cheekbones accent his beauty, skin less than tanned. Long lashes curl out of golden-rimmed cat eyes. However, his body is smaller than the usual male. He stands at five feet and five inches, legs long for a short person, however, waist slim, and shoulders not as broad.
Despite his “royal” air about him, he does not wear formal clothing. His style is more modern. Jeans are tightish, but NOT girl pants. Boots slide over jeans and just below the knees giving him extra height, this making him about an inch or so taller. Clothing his upper body is usually a long sleeved turtleneck of some sort, the color most likely black. A long jacket or robe trails behind him, in either a dark scarlet or royal purple color. Jewelry drapes against his skin in all forms, be it rings, necklaces, earrings, or bracelets. All can be found laced around the male’s body. All accessories being of silver or gold, even gems such as rubies can be found in the rings. On another note, he wears a black patch over either of his eyes. Why? That’s for him to know. However, he can see through the patch, you just can’t see his eye.
Extras: He goes by Kin or Kinai. His twin sister is Sinai. Their Middle names work as their first names, unless their parents are calling them by their full name.
This is me:
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 6:14 pm
Gaia username: Erratic Rhapsody
Character Name: Kitta Sinai
Race: Shapeshifter (however not as goods as her brother)
Hey baby, what’s your sign?: I’m a pretty kitty. ;3
Where are you from? Granala
Are you a boy or girl?: Female
Age: 21
Profession: Charity? Does that count? Heck I fight for those who need protection. I’m a bodyguard. ;]
Weapon: I use a giant battle axe, that weighs…more than I do. xD I also have a whip attached to my belt. I also use many kicks and jumps to fight.
Eyes: Orange
Hair: Light brown
Personality: Let’s see…I’m the total opposite of my brother. He’s not exactly the nicest person. However, I take after the more generous side of Leo. I’m a very warm hearted individual, and very creative. I love to help people when they’re in need. I guess I have a bit of a hero complex sometimes. Haha. Anyway—I’m cute and cuddly too. I’m always willing to smile for someone if they need it. I’m also told I make friends easily. Like most Leo’s I do enjoy being in the spotlight and having attention, but I’m more focused on other things rather than being noticed. That’s my brother’s thing. He’s an attention whore.
I guess I should say more about my darker side. I’m over protective. If you mess with someone I like, you’re going to get an axe through the head. I can hold a grudge and never let it go. Wrath is a pretty big sin of mine once you piss me off. I’m loyal to the max, and if you betray me…you’ll also get an axe to the head. I might be a little aggressive at times, but…I do mean well…mostly. Hm…I guess that’s it. If I don’t stop now I might continue rambling. ^^;
Background Story: Well, I was born on July 30th after my brother, Kinai. Since then we have pretty much always been together. Our parents were some higher officials in the military and government on Granala , so they were hardly around. But that didn’t upset me too much. I knew they were busy and important people. I also knew they loved us…I mean…they had to right? I spent most of my childhood with caretakers of different sorts to look out for me and my brother. I remember him and getting his way a lot too. But all that aside, the two of us always did things together, in fact…I think I was his only friend. Unlike him, I had other friends to hang around with, but that never stopped me from dressing him in ridiculous clothing and bringing him with me. ;3
Art was something I’ve always been drawn to and done. I used to show my caretakers and Kin all the time. It was super fun! When the time came that Kin began to take up fighting I decide to try it as well. Unlike him, I wasn’t too much good for shapeshifting and had to rely on my strength.
Well…I guess that’s it. I mean…my brother and I am going on a journey now for the relics. My caretakers used to tell me of the old legends. I’m hoping to do some good if they’re real and I find them. But I’m not sure what to do. Oh well, it’ll come to me. Right…I’ll stop rambling now.
Physical Description: My hair is light brown and cut short, just below the chin, while my bangs are cut diagonally, falling over my right eye…sometimes at least. My hair has a curl to it, making the tips curl, aside from the bangs, and it is all poofy in nature. Much like a lion’s mane. High cheekbones accent my beauty, skin less than tanned. Long lashes curl out of golden-rimmed cat eyes. However, my body is rather small. I stand only at five feet and two inches. I have long fingers that grow into pointed nails. I might look like an innocent little girl, but I’m tougher than that, just look at my axe.
I do not wear formal clothing normally. I dress a lot like my brother actually. Black boots slide just below the knees giving me extra height. I have black shorts that are pretty short, however not in a skanky way. I need to be able to move, and long pants constrict me. I wear a royal violet, long sleeved turtleneck of some sort and a long black jacket or robe, much like my brother. But instead of draping myself in gold and silver, I have a pair of gloves, two actually. One with fingers, the other without the tips. Both have purple accents on them, and both are used to help me not get calluses on my hands. And they just look cool. Leather…freaking sweet. On another note, I wear a black patch over either of my eyes. Depends on the day. Why? It looks cool. I can eve see through it!
Extras: I have a pet lion. He is super amazing, and I’m even small enough to ride on his back. His name is Raja. I also go by my first name, Kitta, or Sinai, or Ina, or Inai. Haha I have a lot of nicknames.
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 3:04 am
Gaia username: SilentBreeze90
Character Name: Kaiya Eshana Lodifar
Race: Human
Hey baby, what’s your sign?: Gemini
Where are you from? Valdesta Point
Are you a boy or girl?: Female
Age: 19
Profession: Swimmer for various water sports
Weapon: Make that weapons. As if I would ever go without at least six, if not more blades on my person. They always come in pairs, my matching dirks, each 18 inches long, my daisho: the long katana and shorter makizasha, and the two matching throwing knives hidden within my sleeves.
Eyes: Um... I've never been the one to remember the names of colors. Maybe turquoise or teal?
Hair: Medium length black, slightly curly hair down to about mid back with natural highlights of red, orange and gold.
Personality: Quiet and unassuming, Kaiya is very generous and rather naïve, willing to give to almost any person who requests her help or who seems to be in need, which makes it a very good thing that she has extremely wealthy parents and brings in a goodly sum with her swimming. Having never seen hardship herself, she tries to help others from their hardship in an effort to “make life fair.” With very strong ideals on how the world should be, she hates seeing others suffering, especially when it seems that they are suffering from events not of their own doing, and will do everything in her power to help those she sees as worthy of her help. However, she has no patience for those who believe that they are too far above others to work for a living, and also has very little patience for the ignorant and just plain stupid.
Rather shy in general, she isn’t one to talk much to people she doesn’t know. She tends to keep to herself in general, and is more likely to hide her feelings rather than sharing them with others.
Although not normally very aggressive, she is highly competitive and will, within the limits of honest methods, do whatever it takes to achieve her goals. This makes her an extremely valued athlete, as she tends to help her team to victory with her aggressive style of playing and her refusal to admit defeat even in dire circumstances. She also applies this philosophy to her fighting skills: her brawling skills are better than most street toughs she meets and her blade skills are on par with an average mercenary.
Background Story: Kaiya was born the only child to two extremely wealthy parents. Her father and mother, both talented Cancers, moved to Valdesta Point soon after her conception in hopes of providing the best life possible for their child. Being the only gemini in her family (her grandparents were also all cancers), she always felt like the odd one out with her family, and there were many arguments about what she would do with her life as she grew older and more headstrong. Still, she loves her family, and has pretty much lived with a silver platinum spoon since her birth.
Born an only child, her parents doted upon her, spoiling her, though she never turned haughty or condescending towards others despite their care. Home-schooled by private tutors, she never really interacted with those in her own age group outside of the many athletic competitions she participated in. An avid swimmer, she swims indoors and outdoors and dives in competition and also participates in water polo and underwater rugby and hockey teams, usually as a freelance replacement player since she has no team affiliation of her own.
When she was eight, her parents found a young phoenix on their journeys and brought it home for her as a pet, and she has raised it since then.
Physical Description: At 4’10” and 93 lbs, Kaiya is usually the smallest adult in the room. She has a heart shaped face with large, frank eyes, a pert, upturned nose, and a small mouth. Hours in the sun and the water have given her skin a healthy tan, and her hair, although actually black, has been sun-bleached so that, with her natural highlights, it often looks dark brown with streaks of gold, red, and orange. Her hair is slightly curly, reaching down to mid-back, but is usually held back in some shape or form (braids, clips, ponytails, etc…) Thin and fit, most of her body weight is made up of muscle, though there’s not enough to be seen unless people are looking for it in particular. She moves with a lithe grace that belies an awareness of her body that only athletic people have.
Generally, she wears bold-colored shirts, a little looser than fashion demands with medium to long sleeves to hide the many knives she carries at all times. Along with that she wears dark, loose, free-flowing pants or capris that look much like a skirt. She is also known to wear tight, formfitting bodysuits to increase her aerodynamics in the water when playing underwater sports (or would that be hydrodynamics?) She has four piercings in her right ear, with three small hoops and a small white opal with a phoenix feather hanging below in her right ear, and only one piercing in her left ear which has an opal and phoenix feather to match the piercing in her right ear, and she only removes them when in competitions.
Extras: She has a pet phoenix, whose feathers she wears on her earrings.
This is me:
 This isn't exactly me, but you'll find it's very difficult to actually take my picture. This was the closest I could find to myself. ((I wrote her description before looking for a picture.))
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 8:17 pm
Gaia username: HaiiroNoNeko-San
Character Name: Benjamin Katze
Race: Shapeshifter
Hey baby, what’s your sign?: Capricorn
Where are you from? Pralene
Are you a boy or girl?: Boy
Age: 17
Profession:Freelance
Weapon: Claws, fangs, any animal’s weapon is my weapon.
Eyes: Light sienna
Hair: Medium length sepia
Personality:
Okay, so to describe my personality, I’ll start with, I’m optimistic, nothing gets me down. I’m extremely extroverted, and will gladly bound up to meet anyone. But as fate would seem to have it, I don’t have many friends; mostly just stick with the animals around Pralene, cats being a favorite to lie about in the sun with.
I love to tease and joke with people. I like to think my self witty and intelligent… but this stinks of douchebaggery. Fun loving and good times to be had with me is the short version of my personality.
Background Story:
I was born in the peaceful village of Pralene. My parents are quite wealthy farmers, so I have no money problems. My lavish childhood has made me slightly spoiled; I expect things to go my way. All I’ve been doing lately is being bored sitting around my families large estate. I was nearing a low point in my happy person for a point until I heard about a group of people being gathered to quest for ancient artifacts, that when gathered grant wishes. While I have not much to wish for, the adventure sounds impossible to pass up. So here I am packing for a trip to the capital city Mirr.
ADVENTURE~!
Physical Description:
I’m about at a height of 5’5’’... Better not call me short, I’m just… fun sized! I’m always letting myself stay half way shifted into cat form, as they are my favorite animal, so I have black cat ears poking out of my medium brown hair. I have light sienna eyes. For clothing I like to halfway dress formal, with a white button up shirt and black tie. I have a pair of black shorts which, I have cut holes in for my tail, ha.
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 11:08 pm
Gaia username: Ixtaek
Character Name: Fae Dinru
Race: Centaur
Hey baby, what’s your sign?: Virgo
Where are you from? Lerane, originally
Are you a boy or girl?: Girl
Age: 19
Profession: Bone-Setter (that’s a surgeon, in laymen’s terms)
Weapon: Though I’m not a violent type, I can kick your face in with my hooves
Eyes: Grey
Hair: My hair is a pale chestnut, with a streak of two of white running through it. I try to keep it neat and braided, so it doesn’t bother me while working. I only let it down when… well, never, really. It’s not a popular look for centaurs but it’s good for working with.
Personality: In a word, I’m very professional. I try to keep my appearance, speech, and mannerisms immaculate, which is very strange for a centaur, but none the less how I comport myself. I have good bedside manners and try to set people at ease while I’m around. I can be decisive to the point of pushiness, but only if injuries are involved.
My weakness? I’m a compulsive eater. When not on the clock, I eat a great deal, thanks to my culinary upbringing. And I tend to disapprove of strong emotional outbursts, since panic leads to injuries and even death. I can also be a bit blunt. Don’t take it to heart. I’m not really a fighter either. Don’t expect anything beyond self-defense, if you please.
Background Story: I was born on the isle Lerane to a family of centaurs. My parents were chefs, two of the few centaur cooks in Fae (which I was named after). We ran a family restaurant which was rather popular, but I was unsatisfied with my lot as a waitress/soup chef and finally got the nerve up to apply to a medical school in Mordale. It took some convincing, both to the school and my parents, but I was finally accepted. I attended classes during the day and cooked for my classmates at night to pay my tuition.
I graduated and moved to Hartshire where I plied my craft rather successfully for tourists, who amaze me to no end with their ability to injure themselves in new and creative ways. However, I received news my parents’ beloved restaurant had, tragically, burned down and they had been injured. I moved back to Lerane to care for my four siblings, but money is tight and my mother’s burns are not improving. My father recovered and is working as a sou chef of another restaurant. His job is hard on him, since he’s not used to taking orders and can be very bull-headed sometimes. I went to Mirr with my mother, who is undergoing treatment for her burns, which apparently shot the nerves in her front left leg.
In other words, I need a lot of cash. Fast.
Physical Description: As centaurs go, I’m meticulous and well-kept. My horse half is a warm russet with white “socks” at my hooves. I keep my tail and mane… er, hair, in good order, since a doctor can’t risk picking up bacteria by being slovenly. My human body is fit but not bulky, strong but not muscle-clad. My face is rather thin and long, and my skin is fair since I spend more time in the kitchen or surgery theatre than outside. I have grey eyes that tend to be very sharp and precise, a flatish nose, and a thin but broad mouth. I wear white cotton button-up shirts that are practical and easy to clean with an apron that has many useful pockets; if I’m feeling dressy I’ll wear a silk sleeveless top. I eschew jewelry, as it can get in the way of my work.
Extras: I keep a knife and clean towels with me at all times. In case I need to set up an operating area in a less than sanitary area. The knife is also useful for making quick meals, since surgical steel cuts better than the average dagger.
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