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Raftel
Feb 1, 2012 0:05:37 GMT -5
Post by Rygand on Feb 1, 2012 0:05:37 GMT -5
Raftel
Welcome to Raftel. It is a world of unimaginable wonders, thrills and dangers. It is split into four continents, the crystal mountains of Goliatus in the east, the tropical Erelm in the west, the merchant nation of Nulluh in the north and finally in the south, the largest continent – The Great Creakwoods. These countries make a circle around the center of the world, which is simply known as the Endless Abyss, a pit in the black sea of Raftel, which is rumored to be never-ending.
Raftel is inhabited by numerous races, vaguely humanoid in appearance more often than not. The beasts that roam the land are much like the ones on Earth, though often much larger and more ferocious. Some of them are used for similar purposes as in our world – food, clothing, etc.
Its nature is very erratic in that there seems to be very little sense to the weather conditions and divisions of land – a desert might exist right next to a snowy mountainside, without much conflict between the two. Storms often come from seemingly nowhere, and the black sea rages as if alive. Raftel’s nightsky is lit by stars much like our own, but unlike ours, it has two red moons, known as the Dragon’s Eyes.
I would describe the world in greater detail, but I'd rather save that for the RP, describing the world to you as you progress through it, making discoveries and encountering obstances. Exploration will be a large part of this RP.
Your characters are not yet in this world, but in our own. They are at a popular summer camp in America (in the New York area), with nearly 200 other kids. It has usually been only for the wealthiest of kids, but you somehow managed to win yourself an all expenses paid trip there by calling in to a number on the radio or television. That, or your parents are simply filthy stinking rich. Some of you, however, are not there to simply have a good time and bask in the summer's warmth, but are working on the camp, as young volunteers – or perhaps forced workers, for whatever reason.
How do you end up in this world of Raftel? Well, you’ll have to join the RP and see, now won’t you? If I were to give everything away now, all the fun would be most certainly ruined!
Either way, this is the sign-up thread, so let’s get a form on here, shall we?
Name: Self-explanatory, come on. Full name, please.
Age: Right, this is important. You can only have a character between the ages 8-16. Ages 14 and under are kids from various backgrounds of your decision. Ages 15 and up are employees on the camp – supervisors and such, again from whatever background you wish.
Appearance: Pretty simple, this. What your character looks like. Height, weight, hair length/colour, etc… you know this stuff. I’d like you to go into as much detail as possible, but I suppose that’s your own decision. Expect questions if you leave things a bit open.
Background: Now, I don't want a backstory, per se, but just information about your character, where he/she is from, what kind of a family does he/she have, what kind of a school is he/she from... Things like that. Please go into as much detail as possible. Conflict is always appreciated.
Personality: Here we go, another self-explanatory thing. You know, how your character acts? Yeah, you know!
Hobbies: Do I really need to explain this?
Skills: List any useful abilities your character has. Please keep this part sensible, and age appropriate. What counts as useful? Well, survival skills like, knowing how to make a fire and such. Maybe being handy with a knife? Knowing how to sew? These sorts of things.
Right, one last thing. I want you to PM (and I can’t emphasize this enough, please send me this in private, as revealing it to everyone right here would be quite boring, don’t you agree?) me your character’s true desire. What they truly want in their current situation. I would love it if you could make this interesting and perhaps even deep, as it’s going to greatly impact the story, or at least it’s supposed to, and it will also determine your only form of combat. Speaking of which…
Guardians
Right. While Raftel is not going to be a combat-based RP like many others, instead focusing on character interaction and the exploration aspects, there will still be some of it, and when it comes around, the only thing that will help your character is their Guardian.
A Guardian is a creature summoned from deep within you, an image of your inner strength. These are large, often bestial creatures, somehow in sync with your emotions and thoughts. It will more often than not obey you without question, and it will continue to grow in strength as you slowly realize your full potential. They come in many forms and sizes, and no Guardian is the same. They often resemble animals or mechanical constructs of vague humanoid resemblance.
They are only as strong as your willpower is, and if you falter, they will go down with you. They respond strongly to all of your feelings, and the bond goes beyond the mental, as all damage felt by the Guardians will be experienced by your characters in some fashion. Guardians can also serve other purposes than fighting. Some can act as forms of transportation, per example.
As to how a Guardian is summoned, well, it’ll all be explained in the RP when the time comes, so don’t worry about it now.
Now, the reason this isn’t a part of the sign up is, that you do not determine your own Guardian, I do. I will tailor each one for you, after you have created your character. Pretty much everything you tell me will factor into what this creature will end up being, and this is why details are important. The most important factor here is the true desire of your character, as you may have guessed.
And yes, now that you bring it up, I did totally rip off Persona. Ain’t I a stinker?
That just about wraps it up, but there are a few things I want you to know before you sign up. There are only a limited amount of slots available, and it’s not a case of first come, first serve. I will choose the applications I find to be the best fitting for Raftel, and I will do my best to keep this unbiased. Just put effort into your sign up and it will shine through. If you do not immediately get accepted into the RP, I might still pull you in at a later time, if you still wish to join.
And I mentioned it earlier, but Raftel is not heavily combat-based. I intend to make this more character interaction heavy, and the exploration of the world comes as a close second to it. When combat does roll around, and it will, it will be on a large, epic scale, and surely satisfying, thanks to your personalized Guardians.
Either way, I hope this hasn’t been too overwhelming, and I look forward to reading any and all sign ups posted.
Lastly, if you have any questions, just PM me on the forums, and I’ll respond ASAP. I visit the forums daily, so I’ll get to you pretty quickly. You can also contact me on Skype or Steam, if you so wish.
Skype: awesomeniddles
Steam: Rygand
Players:
Graybeardhalt
Thatfallout3guy
Draconicdm
Luke
ThatOneGuysBro
Aren
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Raftel
Feb 1, 2012 0:47:43 GMT -5
Post by (´・ω・`) on Feb 1, 2012 0:47:43 GMT -5
Name: Timothy Bean
Age: 16
Appearance: Around 6'. Short, spiky black hair that sticks down, just barely grazing the top of his eyes(anime-style, if you prefer). He has bronzed skin, an athletic build, and dark green eyes. There are a couple of small scars scattered on his arms and legs, mostly from animal bites. He wears a dark grey muscle shirt underneath a navy zip-up jacket with a silver ring on his left index finger, and his class ring on his right-middle finger. The class ring is silver with a notched base and a dark red ruby on the top. Dark, baggy jeans that can zip off at the knees to turn into shorts, depending on the weather and a loose black belt hangs around his waist with a silver chain connecting to his front pocket, and he wears dark athletic shoes that are comfortable and easy to run in. He also has a pair of sunglasses that he likes to wear, so long as he's not indoors and a black messenger bag that holds, you guessed it, his stuff.
Back story: Tim's mother is a slightly wealthy woman of Irish descent who moved to New York around 18 years ago. There, she met Tim's father, the John Bean, and she fell in love. John is a famous actor, known worldwide for a multitude of award-winning roles. The relationship between them lasted for barely two weeks(inwhichtheyhadtehsmexandmadeTim), before John decided to move onto a more "mainstream" relationship with a famous singer, and Tim's mother still hasn't gotten over it. Since then, she's poured everything into raising Tim. Tim was a decent kid. Good grades, lots of friends, no visits to the office for being harmful. But when he turned 12, a lot of things changed. Fights, suspensions, and Juvie became regular occurrences for Tim. Once he entered high school, however, he seemed to calm down a bit, but he still got in the occasional fight. This created a rift between him and his mother that hasn't really healed over the years. The once happy and loud dinners have turned into nothing more than sitting on the couch in silence and watching TV. Recently, Tim's been hanging around this gang so, fearing for his safety, his mother sent him to work at a summer camp in order to force some discipline into him.
Personality: Since he's being forced to work at the camp, he doesn't really care what's going on. He'll jump at the slightest chance to have fun, or goof off, and doesn't mind the repercussions. He's fairly calm, but if someone starts talking about his mother, he's quick to turn violent. He doesn't really try hard to make friends, and is happy with the ones he has, but he can be friendly when he wants to be(which happens more often than you'd think). He'll defend his friends just as much as he'd protect another member of his family, and treats them as such. When he's not being forced to do something, he still finds the fun stuff, but he'll get the job done.
Hobbies: -He's recently gotten into running(mostly to get out of the house and away from his mother's stares). -Ever since he was little, he's had a fascination with camping. Just living off the wilderness filled him with such wonder and amazement that it soon became a regular trip. Every time there was something to celebrate, he and his mother went camping, so he's gotten pretty good at living off the land.
Skills: -Can make a fire -Knows which different plants and herbs are edible(by experience) -Is a pretty good cook -Handy with his Swiss army knife. -Good climber -Pretty agile -Can read a map (YES IT IS A SKILL)
And that's pretty much it.
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Raftel
Feb 1, 2012 1:08:18 GMT -5
Post by thatfallout3guy on Feb 1, 2012 1:08:18 GMT -5
Name: Alexander Kingsley
Age: 16
Appearance: Standing at around 5'10 feet tall. His eyes are a bright hazel color, and his hair is short, brown, and neatly kept. He wears a black sweater vest over a long white button up shirt, and wears a brown pair of khakis. His shoes are made of 100% authentic leather Loafers that are of a sleek and shiny black color.
Backstory: He was raised by his mother and father in their estate a few miles outside of New York state, although he hardly saw either of them while growing up. His dad is a large time executive on Wall Street, having amassed a fortune of billions through deception and stepping over former business partners. He was home-schooled from a very early age, and his parents made sure he received only the finest education money could buy. He was also taught in many other physical, and mental activities. His parents have sent him to this camp in order to test his skills as a leader, and see how he reacts socially to those they consider below them.
Personality: A pretty boy douche that gets everything he wants as soon as he wants it. He doesn't make friends, although he has been known to convince people to do what he wanted, and then disposed, so to say, of them once they had served their purpose. He's willing to do anything to achieve his goals, even if it means making others suffer for it.
Hobbies: Fencing, boxing, equestrianism, archery, painting, and several musical instruments.
Skills: -Excellent marksman with a bow. -Has learned much about social roles, and has fairly reasonable negotiation skills. -Skilled boxer
Fair warning. You're gonna hate this guy. A LOT! (Also, age might change. Depends on how many people sign up an older character.)
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kyle
Full Throttle Member
Posts: 134
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Raftel
Feb 1, 2012 7:12:31 GMT -5
Post by kyle on Feb 1, 2012 7:12:31 GMT -5
Name: Leo Dent
Age: 15
Appearance: Tall and is skinny but wiegths 142, wares a cowboy hat like Red's from Revolver, he wares a gray shirt with the FOX symbol on it, a black jacket with a skull on the back of it, Gray pants with rips at the knees, and wares black shoes that are white on the bottom, black jet hair, and has hazel eyes
Back story: Leo lived with his mom and dad for awhile they soon sent him to summer camp to help out and to visit his uncle Tom. Leo has also been having strange dreams of people at the camp that he doesn't even know
Personality: Nice, friendly, he likes to chil with friends, and loves to relax a lot.
Hobbies: hunting, drawing random things he comes up with, fishing, and swimming
Skills: Plays the guitar, Survival in the woods, and crafting things
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draconicdm
Sexy Member
Subterranen lava dragon.
Posts: 57
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Raftel
Feb 1, 2012 16:09:35 GMT -5
Post by draconicdm on Feb 1, 2012 16:09:35 GMT -5
Name: Tori Lee.
Age: 14.
Appearance: 5’7, lean and wiry. Tori’s wardrobe consists of mostly skinny jeans, brightly colored T-shirts, and fingerless gloves. Her hair is wild and always dyed blue, combed so it covers her right eye. Her hands are gnarled and look like they’ve been chewed on.
Background: Tori was born in one of the seediest parts of New York, surrounded by drugs and violence. She took any chance she could to escape her alcoholic father. For a few years, she made a solid living raising pitbulls, for non-fighting purposes of course. Then lucky lucky Tori caught the program on a commercial while her father was asleep, and boom, she won. So what if it wasn’t that far away? The point was she could get away from all this crap, maybe make some friends.
Personality: Despite her rather poor start to life, Tori has managed to keep an optimistic outlook on life. She is always wearing a smug little grin, and hardly ever gets angry. Tori never holds a grudge and is eager to have a good time, no matter what. Sure, Tori has sticky fingers, and a knack for having things she shouldn’t have in places where she shouldn’t be. She almost always has a good excuse, and will usually take the fall for someone she cares about. If Tori has the capacity to hate anything, it’s people who like to intimidate or take advantage of other people. Tori has, to this day, never turned down, or lost, a fight.
Hobbies: Yo-yo tricks, anything having to do with dogs, Karate.
Skills: Black belt in Karate. State yo-yo champion three years running. A particular knack with canines in general.
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Post by MasterOfDisaster on Feb 1, 2012 17:23:08 GMT -5
Name: Viktor Carnandez Age: 14
Appearance: 5 10, Mexican, short black military style hair, deep dark brown eyes, a small wispy mustache growing in, he wears a white t- shirt with a blue long sleeved shirt over it, worn jeans, beat up old Nike gym shoes, and a brown bomber jacket.
Background: Viktor was born in a village to a family of 8 -6 kids 2 parents-farmers. He lived their as a farmer until he was nine when gangs started to take control of the village.Viktor 's brother was supposed to join a gang but he refused. His parents then decide to leave their villa, village, and Mexico to go to America. While on their trip to America they were still pursued by the gang. One day during a rest stop the gang started a fire fight against a rival gang And 3 of his siblings were shot and died. His father told him to grab he other 2 siblings and to run to New York and find a woman named Ruth Vazquez. That was the last he saw of his parents. Along the way his 3 year old brother died of Illness and his older brother died of a snake bite. He was then forced to make a spear with a knife and a stick. he continued for months until he finally crossed the border. He would be 11 when he found his way to his aunt in New York. His aunt always called every phone number that was on tv and that's how Viktor got to summer camp.
Personality: serious around people he doesn't know, but really witty around people he does. He is very brave and would not go down without a fight. If their was a two paths and one was longer but was safer and the other was shorter but dangerous he'd take the long way.
Hobbies: likes to tinker with scrap metal, and practice with a spear
Skills: can use a spear good, and can create small motorized objects.
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Raftel
Feb 3, 2012 0:43:13 GMT -5
Post by Luke on Feb 3, 2012 0:43:13 GMT -5
Name: Clement (Brice, though he doesn't like being called this) Mallards
Age: 12, nearing his 13th birthday
Appearance: Standing at a mere 5'2 feet tall, Clement has often been teased for his size, his thin limbs and small frame make him seem frail, almost sick even. His skin is palish, mostly from how much time he spends inside. He has bright green eyes hidden by a pair of glasses. He has short, nearly bowl cut and a dark chestnut color as it reaches nearly to his ears. He usually wears dark colors, as to not draw too much attention to himself, a black t-shirt which he covers with a dark green jacket, often hiding his hands in his pockets and hugging his shoulders. A set of baggy pants also of a dark tone, and sneakers, it almost looks like the boy threw on whatever he could grab from his closet. Which he usually does.
Background: Clement has been through a lot in the short time he's been alive, as most his age are carefree and almost ignorant in their bliss, he remains quiet, reserved, careful, and even scared. He was born to a single mother, the one who named him Clement in the first place. His father was a member of the military, though he never knew him, soon after he was born, his father left and is assumed KIA, though a body was never found. Clement grew very close with his mother, and was in every sense of the word a momma's boy, wanting to be with her and cling by her side at any chance he had. At the young age of 6, his mother grew very ill and passed away, leaving Clement alone in the world with no one to care for him. As a result, he was put into the foster program, and was given a new set of rather wealthy parents, the Mallards. With a mother that never paid him much mind, and a father that expected a lot of him, Brice (the name the new family insisted on giving him, though he grew to resent the name all together.) began to delve into his studies at the school he was sent to. A rather sharp boy by nature, he excelled at his work, and grew fonder of books, everything from math, science, to fiction and fantasy. As time went on, Clement continued to drift away from his foster parents, which often angered his father, leading to many arguments, thrown out books, and other shows. Quiet by nature, Clement slowly became more and more reclusive, keeping his held opinions to himself, and finding few friends in life, ones that lasted at least. Deep down however, he is still kind, and often thinks of his mother, causing him to open up on the odd occasion to new people and give them a chance. Clement's father sent him to the summer camp in hopes that it would teach him more discipline, to survive without 'those damn books' as he often put it.
Personality: Quiet and reclusive, Clement often has trouble talking with others, though he does have a kind heart, which his birth mother instilled within him. Gaining the boy's trust is not easy, but he can prove to be a very reliable person and surprisingly talkative if he does like someone. However, he detests ignorance, and will often insult someone he finds particularly mean spirited within his own mind, otherwise avoiding them as much as he can. He does have a curious side however, loving to learn anything new, and especially good at learning quickly.
Hobbies: Reading, Observing nature, both animal and human types, Roleplaying games or video games in general, what he was allowed by his father at least, writing stories on just about anything.
Skills: -Learns fast, able to adapt to change even if he dislikes it so. -Problem, trap, puzzle solving/building -A small amount of medical and other topics of knowledge, by far no expert, but is better then most.
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kain17335
Unstoppable Badass
The Scottish one.
Posts: 362
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Raftel
Feb 5, 2012 17:11:04 GMT -5
Post by kain17335 on Feb 5, 2012 17:11:04 GMT -5
Name: Mark Luther
Age: 14
Appearance: A white Caucasian male, with dark brown hair that reaches his shoulders, although usually having it in a pony tail to keep it away from his dark brown eye's, has a rather pointed face, looking rather normal neither overly handsome nor ugly as sin. Wears a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and a plain white T-shirt, has a pair of black converse shoes with white rims on them, wears a digital wristwatch on his left wrist. Is relatively well built and stands at a good 5"9' in height. Speaks in a rather gruff Scottish accent, making him sound far more manly than he actually is.
Background: Grew up in a orphanage in Scotland, after he was left at the doorstop at a young age, grew up relatively well, although the state of the orphanage he grew up in is not exactly 'picaresque'. Went too the local school, along with most of the other more co-operative orphans who wanted too learn (some thought it was a waste of time), seem's to be doing rather well in the academic side of his life, being good in just about everything at school.
He gained entrance to the trip through answering a question a pack of cereal, although he didn't want too, he went because it would give him a break from everything.
Personality: Calm and content with life, usually seen with a smile on his face, although slow to temper, he is not the most gentle of people, this has caused problems for him although it helps him far more than hinders. Although happy most of the time, can be rather nervous around people of the opposite sex, due too this, he stutters a lot when he's at school.
Hobbies: Loves playing video games and working on computers, but still like's to exercise every morning. Learned how too live off the land from a friend of his, in which they would go into the woods at the weekend, much to the dismay of the people working at the orphanage.
Skills: -Good with technology -knows a bit about living outdoors (skinning animals, hunting, making fire, ect) -Rather strong for his age, although prefers to use his brain's rather than his brawn. -Good at solving puzzles. -Is relatively proficient in cooking. -Better than average agility and stamina.
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ThatOneGuysBro
Murdered One Of The K-ON Cast
Problem officer?
Posts: 407
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Raftel
Feb 6, 2012 21:17:38 GMT -5
Post by ThatOneGuysBro on Feb 6, 2012 21:17:38 GMT -5
Name: Jacob Olson (Also goes by Jay to his friends)
Age: 12
Appearance: Standing at 5'1 and weighing in at 108 lbs Jay has a somewhat athletic body though a bit stocky as well. His short, brunet bangs are pushed to the side and his hair barely drapes over his ears and neck. His tan skin is at a somewhat darkened toned that suggest he is often outside. His eyes shine like bright emeralds and his facial features are rounded to match his smooth skin. He is often found with a pair of red Converse around his feet and and a pair of plaid shorts in shades of black and white with a fitted, plain red short sleeve t-shirt.
Background: Jacob was brought up in a middle class family in Oklahoma. His family life is relatively average, his mother often pestering him to study more and take his courses seriously while his father rebuffs her, prizing his son for his athletic abilities. In school his grades were lackluster, sometimes barely able to pass yet he thrived socially. He is not easily angered, however he is susceptible to the occasional rush of ire, having anger management problems in the past. He's gone to counselors to remedy this abnormality but to no avail. The attacks are rare but often severe, usually resulting in Jacob blacking out, retaining no memory of the incident.
Personality: Slightly egoistical and arrogant at times as well as incredibly unintelligent and short-sighted, Jacob has a small glint of charisma about him, appealing to those as stupid as he. Due to his boastfulness and assuredness he is a natural leader, though rarely ever qualified to actually lead. Those with a modicum of intelligence tend to see right through him with ease though don't always grow to dislike him for it. He is typically a friendly person, and even loyal, sometimes to a fault, if not a bit overbearing, always having to throw his two pence into every matter and usually valuing his own uneducated opinions over others. Usually oblivious to the hidden context of a mood or underlying, implying codes of speaking Jacob will often say uncouth things in his ignorance that tend to worsen situations. He has no particular buttons that, when pushed, would lead him to extreme anger, however, when a matter that challenges his ego or self-worth arises and is pursued, his anger may rise swiftly. If he hears something he dissents upon or does not take a liking to he will often dismiss or even ignore the matter altogether. Lastly and most importantly to sum up his character, Jacob is self-absorbed paying little or no heed, brushing off the troubles of others as minor and trivial.
Hobbies: Jacobs loves the outdoors, usually playing a variety of sports. Football of course is his greatest passion instilled in him by his father. Secretly, however, he likes to write poetry, though he is aware of how terribly inept he is at the task, often disheartening him. He always writes his poetry in secret for fear that someone may find out and scorn him for it, especially his father.
Skills: Jacob has no survival skills to speak of. Being relatively physically fit is his only survival asset.
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Rizem
Opinionated Massive Git
To die is nothing, to not live is terrible.
Posts: 37
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Raftel
Feb 7, 2012 18:24:47 GMT -5
Post by Rizem on Feb 7, 2012 18:24:47 GMT -5
Name: Valentine Morgenstien
Age: 16
Appearance: He is tall, and built wiry. He has broad shoulders for a boy his age, and his body forms a sharp V shape. His facial features are long and noble, passed down through his Romanian blood. His hair is a natural black, not the pitch black dye look some have. His eyes are gray and cold, overly so for a boy. The clothes he wears are usually dark and tight fitting, showing off his slim form. But there is one artical of clothing he always carries, and is usually ridiculed for. A long, thin, blood red highwayman's coat. It was a present from his mother, and so he is never without it, even on hot days.
Background: Valentine was always privately tutored. Unfortunately for him, he was cut off from the world on his father's orders. His father generally controlled his life from birth. His very name, Valentine, which has been made fun of on more than one occation, is proof of that. He is slightly recluse in that respect, as he has never really gotten the chance to have many friends. Being raised by a Romanian noble and his English wife has led him to be slightly close minded, but strong willed. He is his father's son, and once he has made up his mind he persues it with a fever that could be described as dedicated, or obsessed.
Personality: His father has trained him to make his own decisions, and to always be his best. So he is extremely strong willed. He could make himself walk 1000 kilometres, if necessary. However, when it comes to other people's opinions, its his way or the highway, usually. If you can convince him it is a good idea, though, he will give you any help he can. He is rather shy at first, being raised in a manor with no other children around. But when someone crosses him, or angers him, he takes on the persona of a demon come to life.
Hobbies: His favourite past time was training his black tiger, Tesh. It was a unique breed, captured from the wild because of its odd furr. His father had given it to him to train as an exercise in toughness on his 12th birthday. He had trained it, ignoring its thirst for bloodied meat, and they eventually became best friends. He would sleep sometimes in its cage, nestled up in his furr while Tesh purred. One day after a few years, Valentine's father came down to the cage, and asked to see how well Valentine had trained Tesh. Seeing how they behaved, Valentine's father pulled out a pocket knife, and slit the now-trusting tiger's throat. "I told you to train it, not make it fall in love with you!" He had yelled, leaving. Valentine also loves to fence and read. He often takes to trying to calm new animals, but nothing can replace his tiger.
Skills: He has a special connection with animals, mostly because of his already fierce nature. He is also very fit from multiple personal trainer's tutalage. However, he has led a recluse life, so he has little real-world experiance. Which is why his mother sent him to this camp...
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Aren
Feels Up Moogles
Let's play a game. I'll release the deadly neurotoxin, you see how long you can hold your breath. B)
Posts: 218
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Raftel
Feb 11, 2012 11:09:44 GMT -5
Post by Aren on Feb 11, 2012 11:09:44 GMT -5
Name: Kenna (Kenny) McTavish
Age: She just turned 8
Appearance: 3'4", 53lbs, somewhat of a childish, cutesy, pudgy face. Shoulder-length, slightly curly, dark brown hair that's usually pulled up in pigtails, with messy short-cut bangs that almost hang in her eyes. She constantly brushes them to either side. She has bright green eyes, and a smile that's almost ever-present on her face. She likes to wear jean-shorts and a plain tee-shirt, most likely a shade of blue, pink, or purple, as those are her favorite colors.
Background: Kenna is from a small town in Scotland, with only a few schools, and about 170 total residents, most of which are adults, so she didn't have many friends. Her mother died shortly after she was born, and her father is a scientist specialized in robotics. Since her father is away most of the time, she lives with her uncle, where her father visits as frequently as he can. Since Kenna's mother wasn't a big part of her life, Kenna finds herself lonely most times, not wanting to talk with her uncle, or other people in general. She often times sits in her room and stares at her mother's picture, trying to remember anything she can about the woman, but to no avail. Her father keeps trying to find her a mother/older sister figure to fill the hole, but nothing so far seems to have worked. He attempted pets as companions, but Kenna was terrified of every single one, except cats. Though, when she tried to get close, an allergic reaction kept her from doing so, which saddened her. Now lonely and distraught, and envious of other children with mothers, Kenna felt excluded, and isolated herself with her toys and drawing books and piano. She would often write her own songs to keep the silence away. Finally, her father came up with an idea. Using his technological knowledge, he constructed the perfect companion for Kenna; a robotic cat with an AI system customized by him. It sounded, and moved just like a cat, fluent and slick. Kenna took a liking to it right away, and grew up happily with it as her best friend, until it had a malfunction the month before her birthday, and couldn't be repaired. Her father tried to replicate it, but to no avail. Kenna has been distraught and lonely ever since. Her songs have become increasingly slow and sorrowful, though there are some moments of happiness in her life. Now, Kenna's father plans to send her to camp so she can try to make friends. Whether it will work or not, he doesn't know.
Personality: Kenna tries at every turn to be approachable, so she often smiles and talks a lot, though sometimes shy. When she thinks she's made a friend, she lets out her daring side, climbing trees and running around, playing pretend. When she's in her room at home, she keeps to herself. She's a polite child, afraid of hurting others' feelings, and tries to smile a lot.
Hobbies: Kenna spends most of the time in her room with her music books, and other novels, mostly fantasy books. Her father sometimes walks in on her reading out loud to herself, excited and enthralled in the story. Other times, she likes to sit at her piano and play whatever comes to mind, and often times sing to herself, writing tid-bits here and there which she thinks sounds nice.
Skills: Her father taught her many times about robotics, so she's very talented at taking things apart and putting them back together in perfect working condition. She's also somewhat knowledgeable in circuitry.
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Raftel
Feb 11, 2012 19:40:55 GMT -5
Post by Rygand on Feb 11, 2012 19:40:55 GMT -5
So yeah, sign up is closed. People who got in -- I edited you in the first post. People who didn't -- sorry, better luck next time, eh?
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Modemkill
Able To Click
If you're looking for sympathy, you'll find it in the dictionary, between 'shit' and 'syphilis'
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Raftel
Apr 22, 2012 21:48:01 GMT -5
Post by Modemkill on Apr 22, 2012 21:48:01 GMT -5
Ah, damn, I was getting all pumped up to join as I read the intro, then I saw the last post. ;_;
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