Post by AGEHA on Nov 10, 2010 16:47:03 GMT -5
- - IT’S MY LIFE
the broken shell of a man, a hollow existence -- heartless.
- - IT'S NOW OR NEVER,
EIDOLONS/SUMMONS: shadow heartless and puppets.
ALLIANCE: neutral.[/size][/div]
- - I AIN'T GONNA LIVE FOREVER,
red hues, what can you say? ageha’s narcissistic -- takes pride in his job and hair, all relating back to the colour red. as a human he’s always been fascinated by blood: the colour, taste, consistency, genetic makeup, and the likes which carried over years later. his appearance, shaggy auburn hair, has always reminded him of his family and the contrasting difference between him and his sister.
poison, one of the most effective ways to kill a mass of people or for silent kills. he has to be proficient with various ways of taking down targets and it so happens that he fell in love with using poisons -- this derives from his childhood, trying to cook meals for himself which usually ended in multiple failures before success.
shades, he’s very sensitive against sunlight plus his eyesight isn’t the greatest in bright areas. on the other hand, he’s never really liked anything luminous because, well, it seems so fake now that he’s known the taste of darkness and scoffs at the idea of redemption -- it's impossible.
snowflakes, a rather ‘ girly ’ thing to favour in the eyes of other males, and some females, but that’s because they cannot see the complexity of these fragile crystals. it’s nearly impossible for one flake to retain the shape of another making each crystal unique in its own right, unlike humanity.[/ul]
DISLIKES:
white, the signature colour of hospitals. he was never a physical boy so he was a frequent visitor to the hospital for broken bones or bruises, sometimes for medication because of his poor lungs. of course, due to circumstances, all those problems have been fixed but the white walls of the hospital will always remind him of his freakish fragility as a human.
close-range combat, he’s simply horrible when it comes to fist fights since his figure is more focused on agility & endurance. even the use of his tanto isn’t enough to compensate for his lack in physique so he sticks to close and mid-range styles.
light, not the alliance, oh heavens no, he means ‘ light source. ’ ageha simply abhors bright places, being a creature of darkness and all, thus tries to avoid attention and wandering into humid/bright towns without a hat or some form of protection from the sun. it also reminds him of old home and an onslaught of bitter memories.
thunder, the crash of its sound rings far too loudly in his ears and reminds him of old nightmares after awakening from his “ death ”. in addition, whenever he goes into combat and gets hit with the spell he can never get rid of the momentary paralysis fast enough thus leaving an opening for opponents.[/ul]
FEARS:
physical contact, being a heartless –a humanoid one at that- has made him rather self-conscious of his place in the worlds. there’s also the fact that ‘ warmth ’ feels rather dull to his senses thus making touch seem foreign and jumbles his nerves into a frizzled mess.
relations, for some odd reason relationships just freak the hell out of him. the young man never really understood their purpose or their ‘ reward ’ and it’s quite unlikely he’ll do so in the near future. his current ‘ state ’ makes expressing feelings much harder than before. he’s alright with platonic relations but romantic? no.[/ul]
HISTORY:
around his tenth birthday, by this time his condition slightly improved, his world was destroyed. the rise of the dark king was imminent, his influence already corroded half of the land around them, and his home had been next. there were three of them present during the invasion: alyce, her friend vinson, and himself. it wasn’t a pretty sight. heartless were everywhere, malicious creatures ( they were white/grey if he remembered correctly ), and the nature around them literally cried. soon enough the three of them had been found and everything became dark -- he was dying, haruka had thought. but there was one thing wrong: despite his weak constitution he didn’t want to die, he wanted to live.
the next time haruka woke up something felt… off with his body. he looked around and deemed himself alone ( at least, as alone as one could be in darkness ) before making his way on his feet and moving around in a grudgingly slow pace. for meters there was nothing but darkness, continuous and neverending, his voice also echoed and was swallowed by the silence. his time at that place was a literal fight with insanity. sometime later, how much exactly he doesn’t really know, he was able to find a way out and his true horror began: his flesh was nothing more than a black substance -- he had become the monster which had consumed him.
for the next few years the young man travels around the worlds, mindlessly eating hearts until he gains his rightful body back, while sharpening his combat skills. around this time he has taken up a job as a mercenary of sorts and uses the name ageha. he has no real obligation to a specific alliance though he was rather surprised to find his sister aligned with darkness. the only real ambition the heartless has it to try and find out what exactly happened that fateful day; what he plans to do after getting answers is a question for another time.[/ul][/size][/div]
- - THIS AIN'T A SONG FOR THE BROKEN HEARTED,
Everything was fine and dandy, he had eater breakfast, done some simply task for munny, and was well off on his way to play with his recently acquired puzzle. The boy didn’t know what the specific challenge was exactly but the store clerk had said it was rather difficult and he liked his puzzles like so as well. It was a win-win situation, he didn’t really have anything to lose. When he was out of the sight of other citizens his smile immediately dropped and he found a tree somewhere into the forest and ungracefully plopped down under to hide himself from the infuriating sunlight which threatened to destroy his poor eyesight even further than it already was.
Now, where was that puzzle again?[/ul]
HOW DID YOU FIND US:lurkingadvertisement.
CUSTOM TITLE:
NOTES: wheee, deranged love-triangle relations.
PASSWORD: faded photograph.[/size][/div]
the broken shell of a man, a hollow existence -- heartless.
- - IT'S NOW OR NEVER,
NAME: DATE, haruka -- elegant distance.
ALIAS: ageha, swallowtail butterfly.
AGE: seventeen, turning eighteen.
GAME SERIES: none.
WEAPONS/ABILITIES:
[/i], used for short-range attacks, and the occasional kunai for long-distance. his second weaponry choice are puppets filled with poisons, hidden compartments, more projectiles, and strange ability sets -- they are rarely summoned in battle, unless facing masses of enemies since their usage drains a lot of energy. in addition, he is rather proficient with ice-based magic and two to three support spells for himself and possible ‘ comrades. ’[/ul]ALIAS: ageha, swallowtail butterfly.
AGE: seventeen, turning eighteen.
GAME SERIES: none.
WEAPONS/ABILITIES:
EIDOLONS/SUMMONS: shadow heartless and puppets.
ALLIANCE: neutral.[/size][/div]
- - I AIN'T GONNA LIVE FOREVER,
LIKES:
[/color], it’s always been a hobby of his to recreate persons and objects into his art and giving them a permanent form. you can say, in this sense, that he’s rather vain it comes to appearances but what he really aims for, aside from perfect aesthetics, is keeping a record of ‘ things ’ in their original shapes.red hues, what can you say? ageha’s narcissistic -- takes pride in his job and hair, all relating back to the colour red. as a human he’s always been fascinated by blood: the colour, taste, consistency, genetic makeup, and the likes which carried over years later. his appearance, shaggy auburn hair, has always reminded him of his family and the contrasting difference between him and his sister.
poison, one of the most effective ways to kill a mass of people or for silent kills. he has to be proficient with various ways of taking down targets and it so happens that he fell in love with using poisons -- this derives from his childhood, trying to cook meals for himself which usually ended in multiple failures before success.
shades, he’s very sensitive against sunlight plus his eyesight isn’t the greatest in bright areas. on the other hand, he’s never really liked anything luminous because, well, it seems so fake now that he’s known the taste of darkness and scoffs at the idea of redemption -- it's impossible.
snowflakes, a rather ‘ girly ’ thing to favour in the eyes of other males, and some females, but that’s because they cannot see the complexity of these fragile crystals. it’s nearly impossible for one flake to retain the shape of another making each crystal unique in its own right, unlike humanity.[/ul]
DISLIKES:
white, the signature colour of hospitals. he was never a physical boy so he was a frequent visitor to the hospital for broken bones or bruises, sometimes for medication because of his poor lungs. of course, due to circumstances, all those problems have been fixed but the white walls of the hospital will always remind him of his freakish fragility as a human.
close-range combat, he’s simply horrible when it comes to fist fights since his figure is more focused on agility & endurance. even the use of his tanto isn’t enough to compensate for his lack in physique so he sticks to close and mid-range styles.
light, not the alliance, oh heavens no, he means ‘ light source. ’ ageha simply abhors bright places, being a creature of darkness and all, thus tries to avoid attention and wandering into humid/bright towns without a hat or some form of protection from the sun. it also reminds him of old home and an onslaught of bitter memories.
thunder, the crash of its sound rings far too loudly in his ears and reminds him of old nightmares after awakening from his “ death ”. in addition, whenever he goes into combat and gets hit with the spell he can never get rid of the momentary paralysis fast enough thus leaving an opening for opponents.[/ul]
FEARS:
physical contact, being a heartless –a humanoid one at that- has made him rather self-conscious of his place in the worlds. there’s also the fact that ‘ warmth ’ feels rather dull to his senses thus making touch seem foreign and jumbles his nerves into a frizzled mess.
relations, for some odd reason relationships just freak the hell out of him. the young man never really understood their purpose or their ‘ reward ’ and it’s quite unlikely he’ll do so in the near future. his current ‘ state ’ makes expressing feelings much harder than before. he’s alright with platonic relations but romantic? no.[/ul]
HISTORY:
around his tenth birthday, by this time his condition slightly improved, his world was destroyed. the rise of the dark king was imminent, his influence already corroded half of the land around them, and his home had been next. there were three of them present during the invasion: alyce, her friend vinson, and himself. it wasn’t a pretty sight. heartless were everywhere, malicious creatures ( they were white/grey if he remembered correctly ), and the nature around them literally cried. soon enough the three of them had been found and everything became dark -- he was dying, haruka had thought. but there was one thing wrong: despite his weak constitution he didn’t want to die, he wanted to live.
the next time haruka woke up something felt… off with his body. he looked around and deemed himself alone ( at least, as alone as one could be in darkness ) before making his way on his feet and moving around in a grudgingly slow pace. for meters there was nothing but darkness, continuous and neverending, his voice also echoed and was swallowed by the silence. his time at that place was a literal fight with insanity. sometime later, how much exactly he doesn’t really know, he was able to find a way out and his true horror began: his flesh was nothing more than a black substance -- he had become the monster which had consumed him.
for the next few years the young man travels around the worlds, mindlessly eating hearts until he gains his rightful body back, while sharpening his combat skills. around this time he has taken up a job as a mercenary of sorts and uses the name ageha. he has no real obligation to a specific alliance though he was rather surprised to find his sister aligned with darkness. the only real ambition the heartless has it to try and find out what exactly happened that fateful day; what he plans to do after getting answers is a question for another time.[/ul][/size][/div]
- - THIS AIN'T A SONG FOR THE BROKEN HEARTED,
RP SAMPLE:
[/i] – he really didn’t want to anger them in their home turf. Scratch that, he just didn’t want to have anything to do with them in the first place.Everything was fine and dandy, he had eater breakfast, done some simply task for munny, and was well off on his way to play with his recently acquired puzzle. The boy didn’t know what the specific challenge was exactly but the store clerk had said it was rather difficult and he liked his puzzles like so as well. It was a win-win situation, he didn’t really have anything to lose. When he was out of the sight of other citizens his smile immediately dropped and he found a tree somewhere into the forest and ungracefully plopped down under to hide himself from the infuriating sunlight which threatened to destroy his poor eyesight even further than it already was.
Now, where was that puzzle again?[/ul]
HOW DID YOU FIND US:
CUSTOM TITLE:
[font=consolas][color=6B0E0E]metamorphosis[/color][/size]NOTES: wheee, deranged love-triangle relations.
PASSWORD: faded photograph.[/size][/div]
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