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Post by bangtinytoon on Oct 24, 2007 7:15:35 GMT -4
Name: Elve Nickname(optional): El
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Position: Neutral (leaning towards evil)
Powers: She can make fire appear out of her hands.
Weapon: Elve owns a medium large steel sword with an E engraved in it (made for her by her grandfather).
Picture(optional): I may eventually upload one...
Appearance: Elve has short blue-ish silver hair. Her hair is parted down the middle and has a tuff of hair on each side of the part that covers part of each eye. Her eyes are a dull teal color. Elve’s face has delicate feature’s that accent her beautifully colored eyes. El sports a leather button down vest with a red shirt underneath. She wears a grey skirt with an alligator skin belt loosely around her waist over top of it. Under El’s skirt she wears fish-nets that cut off just below her knee. To finish off her attire she wears heavy obsidian boots.
Personality: Elve is a short tempered young adult with very little patience. If Elve says something she expects you to hear it, she hates to repeat herself. Most that would know Elve can easily say she is ruff around the edges, but you have to know her really well to get to the softer center. El’s favorite hobby is fighting, when she’s not fighting she’s not likely to even fake a smile. On the other hand Elve is not one to sit down and have a long heartfelt conversation with, she hates small talk, heck, she hates chit-chat in general. When it comes to urgent or dire situations El is at her best.
History/Background: El’s parents died before she even learned to talk. She was raised by her old grandfather who taught her to dwell in darkness. He taught her how to do many things including how to fight and tame her ability of unleashing fire. At the age of 7 her world was flipped up-side-down when her grandfather was killed by as her grandfather called them ‘do-gooders’ or keyblade wielders. She never fully understood why he was murdered, she didn’t fully grasp the concept that if you dwell in darkness you are most likely feared/hated by those who dwell in light. So from age 7 and on El survived by using the sword her grandfather had made her. El was known for traveling around, getting what she needed out of one place then leaving to go to the next place to get what she needed there. She still continues this even today, just surviving on what she can manage to get herself; But this although El claims to be neutral brings her closer to the darkness.
Role Playing Sample: Elve opened her eyes slowly, adjusting her eyes to the sunny place that she had arrived at the day before. She pushed herself off the ground and gently brushed the dirt off her clothes. ‘Stupid town,’ thought El, ‘there’s not one decent place to sleep here.’ El picked up Her small change purse from where she was just previously sleeping. ‘Almost out of money again.’ She shoved the purse into a small pocket in her worn-out skirt and started to walk. “Good Morning!” Store owners would say as she passed their small stores. ‘Fools, it’s never a truly good morning.’ El would scowl at them in her thoughts. As she passed through the not-so-quiet streets of Where-Ever-Ville El noticed an uneasy presence about the place. Suddenly, the streets went dark and everything around El froze. Elve quickly drew her weapon and looked around warily. A hooded figure appeared in the distance. “Finally, something a can battle that has a fair chance.” El scoffed at the figure drawing nearer to it. “Hm.” The figure said showing no emotion. With a flick of the figure’s arms it drew a seemingly powerful weapon. El started to charge at the hooded-someone her teeth gritting together. Then everything turned black and the mysterious person or what-ever it was had disappeared. The town was continuing it’s regular activity as if nothing had happened at all. “What is this place?” El shouted storming away from the crowded marketplace.