Name: Liv
Nickname: None as of yet.
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Species: Human.
Position: Neutral Good (Doesn’t choose sides willingly, but is morally good. Cares for other people's pain etc.)
Powers/Abilities/Techniques/Skills: It is difficult to say it is Liv's power when she has such little understanding or control over it. However, she
does seem capable of a form blizzard magic. It is linked to her subconsciousness, so whenever she feels as though she were in danger, or threatened in any way, the temperature may drop, and ice may form around her, given the circumstance. It is only ice, but if protects her. It is in no shape or form an offense. In theory, yes, she could turn ice into a weapon if she could control it, but given her nature, she is not likely to take any violent action towards another being. Perhaps Heartless or Nobodies, but only if she were to conquer her fear of them.
Now given the nature of this power, ice takes time to form, even when in dire need of it. So, typically, when Liv becomes threatened or afraid, ice shards form, but do very little. Although small, these ice shards can certainly prevent fatal harm from falling upon her, and if she learns to control it, she'll be able to produce ice on a much larger scale- again, even in this instance, ice still takes time to form.
Theoretically, this is a power most useful to a sentinel, or guardian, charged with protecting something or some
one. Another drawback, however, is weakness against heat. Because her body is constantly coping with the freezing temperatures she gives off (It doesn't affect her environment unless forming ice, she is just cold to the touch), she is not accustomed to extremely warm weather, like Agrabah, or any place similar to it, so she cannot form ice in extreme heat, and she becomes feverish and weak. (Places like Twilight town have more balanced weather, so it doesn't affect Liv quite so dramatically.)
It takes 1 post for small ice shards to form, anything on a larger scale may take 3 posts or more. By larger scale, that would mean large enough to surround Liv and shield her from harm.
Aside from that she knows no other magic, no fighting techniques, nothing.
Weapon/Items:She doesn't carry any weapons, and her only possessions are the clothes on her back, and a tiny sapphire necklace with the name 'Liv' engraved on it, the only clue as to who she is. Her shoes, although appear to be only dress shoes, have enough traction on the bottom to be ideal for mountainous or icy environments.
Picture:i661.photobucket.com/albums/uu339/Snowfall917/Olivia/Konachancom-93212blushbrown_hairkuwajima_reonlong_hairoriginalred_eyesskirtthighhighstwintailswhite-2.pngAppearance:At only 5 feet tall, Liv is far from an imposing figure. She has long, brown hair that reaches down to her lower back, and deep blue eyes. Her skin is about as white as it naturally gets, and she's cold to the touch, like ice, but she has rosy cheeks, the only color to her complexion. Everything about her body language is gentle when she is calm, and fragile when afraid.
She wears a white collar blouse and a black long-sleeve V-neck black and skirt, and then a white coat over that. She wears white dress shoes and long, thin, black socks that end just below her knees. She doesn't seem to like her skirt very much, but until she is in the position to purchase new attire, this is what she's stuck with.
Her sapphire necklace is usually hidden underneath her shirt. She only reveals it when she is in a thoughtful, dreamy state, either thinking about her past, or about who she is, both of which she does not yet have the answer to.
Personality:When afraid that conflict may erupt, Liv becomes very timid and cautious, often unsure of herself and how to go about in the situation. When one is so unsure about one's self, it is difficult to act confident in any given situation, and she presents the perfect example of that.
When in a positive environment, or in other words, one that does not confuse her, overwhelm her, or frighten her, she speaks and acts with the mannerisms expected from a noble, or royal position. It is not typically a trait she thinks of as a clue to her past. She cannot bare to be unkind to those around her, who have not done her wrong, it is unthinkable, in fact, to do wrong to anyone, even by accident. She has an immeasurable kindness, and is compassionate even towards those she does not know or who, perhaps, don't deserve her kindness.
Liv is often unable to make a decisive move in frequent situations. She wants to dig up her mysterious past, which has been taken from her by a serious case of amnesia, and yet, she fears who she might have been. What if she was someone back then that she could not accept now?
Original World: Unknown (Original World not yet titled xD Nor does Liv remember her home anyways, soooooo....)
Current World: Twilight Town
History:Liv was born in a world of harsh terrain, freezing temperatures, and dangerous forests. Specifically, she lived in the proud citadel situated in the heart of the land- literally. Around the citadel was a magnificent fortress, protecting the city within from the threats outside. Despite the isolated circumstances of their living conditions, the city within is vast and the citadel, powerful. Like any civilization, this one had its High class, Middle Class, and Low. Liv was born into the High class, and lived in the citadel, literally, all her life. Her purpose, from the moment she was born was to protect the secrets that lay underground, beneath the citadel. She was around 4 or 5 years old during BBS, and therefore, little occurred during the time. She wasn't close to her mother, hardly knew her father, but respected them both as important figures in the citadel. Aside from the few other children living in the citadel, Liv's first real relationship was with her mentor, who was more like a mother to her than the real thing. Her mentor, a protector of the heart of their world, was one of many, and was charged with the task of raising Liv up into their respected class of guardians. It had been tradition to train guardians for the task of protecting the heart of the world long before Liv existed, and it was simply a continuation of such. It is said the tradition began when the city was founded. As the story goes, the founders were wanderers who had stumbled upon the heart, but the creatures of the forest were drawn to it. The legends of the story never seem to paint a clear picture of these creatures, but the founders felt a strong sense of purpose to protect this pure jewel from the wild, and so the tradition began, as did the creation of the city.
A short while just before the KH timeline, Liv's mentor brought her to the heart of the world, deep underground under the citadel, in a crystal cavern, which closely resembled a confusing labyrinth. Keep in mind; she'd been in training for about two years before her mentor had finally decided to bring her down here. It was decided before Liv was even born, that she would grow up to be a protector of the heart of their world. Through a magic ritual, the heart of the world (a giant glowing crystal) and Liv were connected, granting her the power over ice. (I know this is a bit of a stretch. Lemme know if I need to change it.) She was one of the few guardians of the crystal now, but there were many things that those above her withheld from her, or didn't tell her; they thought she was too young, and could simply be enlightened at a more mature age. For now, she and her mentor would begin perfecting her ice ability and her techniques.
During KHI and KHII time, Liv became acquainted with Heartless. They began attacking little by little at first, but pretty soon, everyone was waging war against the dark creatures. The Heartless grew more and more powerful as Liv's people grew more and more weak. There was a time, when only the guardians and a few other survivors still remained, including Liv. But their strength was exhausting rapidly, and one by one they started to fall. They could not protect their world. It was destroyed. Being linked to her home world, she was severely damaged by its destruction. Thus, her amnesia. She could not remember anything. She didn't even know her name from any other clue besides the engraving on her necklace. When her world was destroyed, she wound up in Twilight Town, specifically, in the forest outside the mansion. After everything she'd been through, after everyone she'd lost, amnesia had to be a miracle. If only Liv knew that.
Role Playing Sample: Liv was dreaming of the beautiful view over a snowy mountain-top, the sun was setting across the sky, and the cliff where she was perched was overlooking the city; the citadel being the easiest to spot, of course, by far, known as the tallest structure of all, the fortress surrounding the city probably being second. She had often thought of how this view would look, having never been outside the citadel. She could often see this mountain from her bedroom window on one of the higher floor of the citadel, but had always wondered how it would have looked, looking out to the city rather than from within. She'd had this dream so many times in the past, and yet, it had been so long since the last one. She hadn't dreamed of this view since-
"Liv. Liv!"
A none too gentle prodding in her side stirred her awake with a groan, "What?" She replied quietly as she reluctantly opened her eyes to see her mentor standing over her.
"It's your shift. I have to go out and collect what food I can for the group. I'll be back soon alright?" The woman spoke softly as she helped Liv to her feet, so as not to wake the others sleeping around them.
"By yourself? Shouldn't you bring someone with you?" Liv asked, the strike of anxiety clear on her face.
"I'll be fine. But I need you to help me open the door."
Liv watched her for a moment before looking over their slumbering friends. Then, slowly, she gave a curt nod and followed her mentor out of the chamber. Everywhere around them, crystals of different colors were jutting out of the dark stone walls, floor, and ceiling. Some of them that were sticking out of the ground were so large they had to skirt around them, and as they grew farther and farther from camp, they sunk further into darkness. The only source of light down here in these crystal caverns were the crystals around them. Some of them glowed strongly, mostly the large ones, but the smaller ones gave off little light. Where there were going, there weren't many sources. They stopped upon a large door at the end of the cave's corridor. It was constructed of mostly wood, but supported by strong iron beams. The locking mechanism had two gaps pointed down towards the floor.
Liv met her mentor's gaze as the woman spoke, "You ready?"
Liv nodded, "Be careful, okay?"
Her mentor smiled as she took her stance, "Of course."
Liv smiled back, and with another nod, she mirrored her mentor's stance. In one swift movement, ice jutted out of the ground, from two separate directions, and both struck the peculiar locking mechanism. After hearing a familiar
'click!', the two of them retracted the ice, and the door slid up, opening the way for Liv's mentor.
"I'll be back soon." The woman promised as she stepped through. She didn't even turn back for a quick glance as the door began sliding back down, until falling heavily into place. Liv stood there for several moments, staring at the cold metal beams, tracing them with her gaze. Her mind was racing about the possibilities. How long would Liv wait, before she'd have to assume her mentor wasn't coming back? The Heartless were out there. Going alone was suicide. If Liv wasn't allowed to go out there alone, she didn't think anyone else should risk doing exactly that. Just because she was the youngest, didn't mean bad stuff couldn't happen to the others.
With a sigh, she returned to the chamber where her brethren lay in slumber. Some of them toss and turned in their sleep, some mumbled to themselves, unable to rest peacefully. It had been like this for far too long for Liv to take much surprise in this observations. It was the Heartless. It was those foul creatures who had reduced her home to such a wasteland, and it was those foul creatures who had forced these survivors underground. Liv didn't think it would last forever, but rather, the Heartless were bound to win at some point. What hope could Liv possess, when she and her allies were so outnumbered and weak?
Liv jumped with a start as a massive pounding reverberated through the caverns. Only when it occurred twice more, did she call to her comrades, "Wake up! We're under attack!"
