Post by tala on Apr 19, 2011 12:17:25 GMT -5
. . .We want to hear about you . . .
Username: Tala-chan
Age: 20
Notes: First of many characters on here, I hope.
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. . .How about your character . . .
Name: Rayne Hartfeld
Age: 24, though appears 18
Race (follow the species rule): Human
Gender: Female
. . .Tell us more about your character . . .
Character Personality (minimum of fifty words):
Rayne has an odd personality, one that can be as soft as rose petals one moment, and as dangerous as lightning the next. Her usual mood is calm and content, nearly always a smile on her face. Though when someone of evil intent, as if they were going to hurt one of her allies, she would have a sharp tongue and blade to match it. Though sometimes being naïve, she follows her heart's wishes, prepared usually for whatever comes. For those that need it, showing it or not, she can be a mother to them without even realizing it herself, her heart never giving up on someone until they fall completely to darkness.
Character Appearance (we recquire a picture, real life or an original animated picture and five sentences):
Rayne's hair is dual-coloured, black and blonde, though both oddly a natural color for her. Usually worn up in a ponytail or as shown, when let loose it falls to rest just above her hips. Her form is viewed as thin and frail, though there is a hidden strength in her arms, and form lithe and able to move easily even within a large dress. Her eyes an odd crimson hue, even the retinas, the eyes do scare some people away usually until she shows she means no harm. Odd, spiraling and dotted tattoos are along her shoulders and back, exposed with anything she wears. Be it a dress, an open-shouldered fencing suit, or sleeveless shirts, she likes to have those designs always showing. They were a part of an initiation to her powers, and wears them with pride.
Look while ready to fight/Normal garb:
A plated armor seemingly normal turtleneck shirt, showing the tattoo's at her shoulders. The turtleneck was handcrafted, light steel plates forming near scales under the cloth, usually never seen and not known until touched. If it's damaged during training, which happens often, she had to search out a Blacksmith. At the neck, there is a thin sheet of metal covering it, to deflect attacks to her vulnerable neck.
Character Interests (Optional but encouraged):
She adores to search and find petals to flowers she does not have, and cleaning her Drachen Sabel. Another is making friends, though most seem to fall away far too easily with all the darkness in the world.
. . .Defend Yourself . . .
Character Alignment: Heroine
Character Abilities [Only five are allowed for students and others opposed to the school. Abilities are rewarded within the Academy and other guilds/organizations]:
-Wind's Spiral: Rayne can cast wind in front of herself, a mini-tornado formed. Mostly just used as a distraction, just enough to create a blockade of dust.
-Spark: A very weak spell, more of to annoy others and slightly paralyze them, a spark of her electricity sent through either her hand or her Sabel, also useful in fishing.
Character Weapon [One allowed, some can also be rewarded, multiple knives, shurikens, or arrows are allowed though. Keyblades are allowed at 200 posts]:
-Drachen Sabel: A silver-gilded sword and sheath, of dragons and black sheath, her beloved saber she never goes anywhere without.
Character Accessories [Two allowed, rewarded]:
Character Strength’s: Loyalty, kindness and the love she has for most living things of the Light.
Character Weaknesses: Naivety, not knowledgeable about any world besides her own and the Heartless (just a vague knowledge), and the kindness in her heart that usually lets anyone in.
. . . How did your character come to be . . .
Home World: Land of Three Kingdoms
Character History (150 words at least): Rayne's past was filled with luxury, though she had never taken advantage of it. Even with everything handed to her, a Princess of her own world, she still even took the time to pass food around by hand in times of need. She lived with her father, the King, in the main castle. She had no mother, she was killed in an attack by one of the neighboring kingdoms, though Rayne harbors no hate for the nether kingdom. She instead has intended to hone her skills so as to protect her father and kingdom. Though, after a recent attack from the Heartless which Rayne knows so little about, her father had his heart plucked from his chest. Since then she had been traveling through the worlds searching for a purpose as her world fell to ruin, and has often been found staring off into space, thinking about her lost family and kingdom, always looking for traces of the hope her loved ones weren't really gone. She heard of the Academy from another of the Light, searching it out and molding her future for the better.
Sample Post:
It was just another day, the sun setting along the horizon. Sitting on the edge of a building quite high up, her soft crimson eyes stared across the city of closing doors, complete lack of movement within the streets. During the day, everything was so busy, everyone smiling and laughing, ignoring the pain of other worlds, gifted with their own obliviousness. Traverse Town was certainly odd... During the day so long as you stayed in the First District, no Heartless would show up, you could live life without worries, since a number of people kept that area safe. Though, when the sun went down...
“Nothing is safe...”
A soft murmur from the black and blonde-haired female, her hand gripped the Saber's silver-gilded handle firmly, her eyes watching a twitching figure that rose from the ground, beady yellow eyes that Rayne had grown to despise. They had been the cause of her world's downfall, the reason she was here and not back home... She softly moved her arms, raising her sword up. Letting herself fall from the rooftop, her feet and Drachen Sabel crushing the Heartless without it even knowing what hit it. A soft sigh, she stood and brushed off her dress, walking towards her home. Everything did get a bit nasty at night, anyone who wandered out were easily killed. That was, anyone without skills and light of their own... Looking up to the moonlit sky, Rayne sighed a bit heavily and silently wondered where her family was, if they were alive at all, eyes softly pricking with tears that never came.
. . .Keyblade Academy . . .
Character Stature (student or wish to be a teacher): Student/ Possible Future Teacher
Student Interests: Elemental and combat.
