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What was the inspiration for them / do they embody a particular feeling or emotion?:Um it just came to me one night in a dream and as for the name i was just mixing my name around and I came up with Xavier.
Name:Xavier Masters
Nickname:The Banshee
Age: 23
Gender:m
Species:Human
Being Type:Nobody
Position:Good (Good, neutral, evil?)
Appearance:He wears an blue short sleeve shirt as well some black shorts and shoes.
He wears an medium red bandana when he visits other worlds in order to cover up his identity.
History:Chapter 1
My life isn't something that its described in an few words or more so let me start here. How I came to be within the world that never was is that I remember waking up in an endless and formless dark void. I began to take notice that I couldn't talk as if the darkness was gripping itself around my mouth.
I've tried to call out for help however I couldn't formulate the words to do so. for a while I began to simply float there inside the darkness the sensation was almost like falling except with no end near. The darkness made me feel like I was alone and truly I was alone inside this empty formless void of nothingness.
Using up the last of my strength I was able to form only two words. “Help...me." I felt the darkness tighten its grip around my mouth as if it was slowly taking away my ability to speak. I then passed out as the darkness slowly engulfed me in its embrace.
In a dream I can't describe or was it an dream? I couldn't tell which part was the dream or simply wishful thinking however the dream goes like this. It always starts like this a blue starry sky an ocean in the background and a beach I could almost hear the roar of the waves and the smell of the salt water.
I could feel the sand in between my toes but then I woke in an strange world. A man stood before me and offered a place to stay where I could regain my strength. I took notice that I couldn't speak no matter how hard i tried so I simply nod my head yes.
His face and body was covered up by some kind of coat and his voice resembled some kind of an old man. I fallowed this man to some kind of castle the size was rather large but it was like nothing i ever seen. He led me inside the walls and the inside of it was white as far as the eye could see. He told me to stay close or else I could end up getting lost I walked close to him as he lead me to some kind of room.
Before I could enter he told me that this castle may awaken memories that may not or may be true. He then let me proceed into the room inside was an basic guest room one bed already prepared. I walked into the room and closed the door then I got into the bed. I instantly fallen asleep however my dream began again but much clearer then before I am looking up at a starry sky as me and what appears to be my friends are watching the sky for something.
My eyes shift to the ocean as i feel myself walking over to it to watch the horizon. I then awaken again and silently began to wonder why was I having these memories obviously it couldn't be the castle because I had this memory before or did I? I then gotten out of bed and opened my door it appears I wasn't in the castle anymore as the white hallways were replaced with something that resembles an church of some sort.
chapter 2 I could hear bells’ ringing above me the sound was beautiful. I wanted to cry but i noticed that i couldn't however questions were now going to be answered and one of them was this who am I, were do I come from and what is my purpose for being here.If these questions were going to be answered i had to find them myself and by myself as I couldn't ask anyone that I'll come in contact with.
I began to look for the man in the black hood however it was like he vanished and it appeared I was trapped in this strange and unknown world. I began to walk outside the church and as soon as I was outside I was jumped by something and once again rendered unconscious by something or someone. I awoke several moments later as I was once again face to face with the man in the hood.
If I could speak i would be chewing his head off with my non stopped questions however once again I was hit once again with the very strong reminder that I couldn't talk. I let out an low disapproving grumble to show I wasn't pleased from being taken by surprise. The man told me that I was an nobody which was nothing more than an being without an heart and that his/her memories of his/her previous life was gone
Sense I couldn't give the man my name he had given me the name Xavier, but the thing that still remains is that I don't feel easy about existing just to be existing. There has to be more to my existence then that meets the eye I refuse to go on like that just a being without meaning and without purpose. He asked me if i was interested in joining an organization called Organization 13. I refused his offer by nodding my head no then out of no were came these creatures that looked like they were in white jackets. The man in the hood called them dusk which according to him were lesser nobodies.
He told me if i still refused to join I'll be destroyed. I growled an bit angry however deep inside myself i could feel an surge of energy building up. This scared me at first as i didn't know what was happening at first I could feel my mouth opening as if by itself then all of that energy began to unleash itself. I could feel the ground shake and crack under the weight of this energy. The walls also began to quake as well however they didn't look like they could cave in and brake. After the energy had emptied itself the man and the dusk seemed to have vanished at first I had no idea what was happening to me.
I cared very little what just happened however after what just happened I was left completely depleted of my previous strength. I fell to the ground then once again I blacked out. I remember i was breathing very rapidly whatever it was had left me in an very dangerous situation and I worried that I wouldn't undercover my reason for being.
Chapter 3 I awoke several hours later and from the looks of it I was back inside the church from before and I was laid up in some kind of bed. I had to get up and leave but no matter how much I wanted to my strength was completely gone from the previous encounter with the dusk. I couldn't be laid up in bed as I had to be on my way to chase these memories be they real or something that cursed darkness implanted inside my head.
Soon as I was strong enough I began to train myself in order to master my strange and powerful abilities. It seems that I have the power of sound despite not having the ability to speak. I am able and at will to call upon the power of sound and transform it in the form of an attack however at the price of my strength and these abilities as well as my power can't be used all the time.
I hate violence and so i will do all that I can to avoid it at all cost. My abilities and power really does put an strain on me but i will defend myself if necessary from any foe that will try and do me harm. However I must be on my way but question is how do I leave this place? After further exploration of powers it seems that i can open up portals but were does it lead?
I walked inside and noticed that everything changed. I have no knowledge of my powers nor how the worked all i wanted was to get out of this portal. I see an opening and rush towards the exit however doing so I tripped then I fell through. The area I was in was an bit different however it looked like the beach from my dreams the sand, the ocean and smell all felt the same but it wasn't it.
I felt a wave of sadness wash over me I knew my answers were somewhere beyond my reach but it will be a long time but questions in my mind are. Who am I, were my I find my answers and were do i come from? I may never find them or It may take forever but that's the chance I am willing to take.
Current Primary Objective:to find his memories as well as his heart
Learning type: medium learner
Personality:1) Xavier is rather friendly even though he can't say so himself, he tends to be rather generous to those that are fortunate to befriend him.
Xavier will go to any lengths to protect those that he considers to be his friend even if it means fighting against an stronger foe, for to him there is nothing more important in his existence then his friends.
Xavier tends to be to trust worthy of those he comes in contact with, this can probably his deep need to acquire friendship rather then make enemies, it is unknown why he does this to himself but its speculated that he wants to feel what it was like to be human but in the end it only makes him feel hollow inside.
Xavier does not have an violent personality but he tends to be over confident thinking that he could escape conflict by the use of his power of sound.
Despite this Xavier is an loyal,kind and determined man who only wants to unravel his own existence by chasing his shattered memories be they real or fake.
Xavier at times can be stuck up an bit about his quest thinking he can discover his existence by himself without anyone's aid.
Its very rare that this could happen but Xavier can come off as judgmental to some of the people who he may come in contact with.
Xavier is not that easily to be provoked into conflict as he as an laid back and passive personality.
2)If you make Xavier mad its best to stay clear of him at least for awhile. He will normally go off to be by himself so he may not take it out on anyone else.
Xavier tends to get sad at times as he thinks constantly about the life he could had have before he became an nobody. Like if he gets mad he'll go off just be sad by himself seeing how no one would believe that nobodies have feelings to.
Normally Xavier is very happy to meet new people but due to recent encounters he tends to be rather wary of them.
At first Xavier will put up this illusion of i don't need anyone's help.It's the only illusion that him being an nobody will ever put up as he sees it as an safety from the world and to keep himself from getting hurt by others.
Xavier can come off an bit self absorbed or self righteous but normally hes an okay guy.
Xavier has an long suffering personality has he constantly troubles himself with thousands of questions that all cause him unspeakable grief.
Xavier is constantly in an state of self loathing but again manages to put on an show like nothings bothering him.
Underneath it all Xavier has unbreakable and undying loyalty to those around him who he will never forsake or abandon when the going gets tough.
Home World:The world that never was
Natural Affinities/Abilities/Skills:abilities::Wail of the banshee- Xavier charges up the energy inside himself slowly building up to the point were he unleashes it in an massive attack which unleashed it not only damages his opponent but also the surroundings. it totally takes away Xavier's strength if unleashed but its meant to be the last resort to end an battle [cool down once per thread]
phantom cry- Xavier unleashes an bombardment of hypersonic cry's which unleashed does moderate damage to his opponent but also to the surroundings directed at the opponent,it drains an portion of Xavier's strength. [cool down 3 post.]
Limitations/Drawbacks: He can't remember anything about himself so he can latch onto something from the past in hopes of finding something about himself regardless if its a true memory or just a ghost that he ends up chasing.
Passive: Heartborn Husk
Weapon:unarmed
Role Playing Sample:I walk away from the ocean with the sun towards my back as I think back on the events that brought me here to this point in time. Nothing could have prepared me for this point in time an choice an destiny to choose from and my fate to be decided.
I find an cave to stay for the night however in the morning I will choose what to do but I know deep down if I make the wrong choice I'll regret it for all time. Then again I wouldn't be here if I didn't have a purpose and an destiny to go after.
I start to think back to the man in the hood. He can't be anyone good but what if he holds the key to all of my unanswered questions what if he knows who I am really and truly and maybe he knows where he can find the answers that I seek.
Should I seek him out and join his organization then maybe find the answers that may or may not be there or maybe I should seek my own guidance? No I will not go back to him he's the one that told me I don't exist or have an heart and if I join him I'll end up believing an possible lie. I know what needs to be done tomorrow I'll head out and find my own answers I don't need nobody but myself for now.
I lay down up against the cave wall and slowly drift off to sleep the dream is still the same filling me with an possible hope of finding the answers that i seek. I think about the life I could have had which involves friends and a possible family.
I let out a sad groan which echoes throughout the cave as I think about it but again I am unable to cry. Why is it I don't have an heart am I so unimportant that I can never ever truly feel sadness and only put on pretend game of having an heart? No I have an heart and no one else will tell me otherwise If they see me only as an empty shell with no real feelings what so ever then they can say all they want but that won't change the fact of my feelings are real.
Questions/Comments/Suggestions?: what do you mean by passive? like passive abilities,passive trates if so its highly doubful that Xavier has any of those.
Bayde looks up from his desk as you hand him your papers. If he's looked tired before, now he must be close to dead. His eyes are bloodshot and barely open, and deep bags drag down on his eyes with no sign of stopping even with a good night's sleep.
"Kuu, thank you for your application. Just give me a second to look this over."
From the sleeve of his dark coat, a single red pen flashes into the moogle's hand as he begins scanning your application with a look of tired determination.
"Starting out, your appearance section is more than a little vague, kuu. You have to go into more detail than just what your character wears, or else we won't be able to get a feel for his looks.
We should also talk about your passive. It is highly recommended that you pick one for your character. This will give you a good point to start out with on how you want to integrate into the magic system. You can find a list of preexisting ones here, or you can make your own if you'd like.
Let's talk about your history. This is just a recommendation, but you'll likely want to stay away from the first person point of view in your profile and in your actual role playing. Third person is used almost exclusively here, so you'll have a bit of a rough time fitting in if you don't adapt to the style. For example, instead of this:"
My life isn't something that its described in an few words or more so let me start here. How I came to be within the world that never was is that I remember waking up in an endless and formless dark void. I began to take notice that I couldn't talk as if the darkness was gripping itself around my mouth.
"Try something more like this:"
Xavier's life isn't something that's described in just a few words. How he came to be in The World That Never Was is a story that began with his initial awakening in an endless, formless dark void. He couldn't speak; it was almost as if the Darkness itself was gripping his mouth shut.
"At a conceptual, foundational level, your history needs some major edits before we can start addressing the various syntax and grammar-related issues - though I do recommend you run your work through a spelling and grammar checker before you ask for another review. Your character, well, isn't really a character at all, kuu. He's a Nobody that woke up, was offered a position in Organization XIII by Xemnas, rejected it, was cast out, and then trained to grow strong.
The primary issue here is that Organization XIII membership was limited specifically to residents of Radiant Garden. We have rules saying that your character cannot be a member of the group, and having your character reject the offer feels like an attempt at having your cake and eating it too, kuu. I'm afraid you'll have to cut this part out. Besides, why does having cameos from a canon character even matter in the end? It's just a way to make a character seem more interesting than they really are, kuu.
Then the problem becomes your character not having anything to them besides the offer to join the Organization. Even if he does have amnesia, his history should still detail his life before he became a Nobody. What you know about your character and what your character knows about himself are two different things, kuu.
Who was Xavier before he became a Nobody? Who were his friends? What did they do? What was his old world like? What were his hobbies, interests, and dislikes? There's so much information you could give to make him a better character.
Until you can come up with a more detailed history for your character that abides by the rules that were put in place as well as their greater meanings, you'll have to wait before you start playing.
With that said, the Moogle hands you back your application for revision. From under his desk, he retrieves a mug filled to the brim with steaming hot tea. He takes a swig, shutting his eyes as he tips his head back. After the drink passes his lips, he lets out a deep sigh. You feel like you should probably fetch him a blanket and some pillows, but he doesn't look like the type that would accept such gifts so easily.
