View topic - §omewhere in ₮ime {Profiles}
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ｎｏｗ ｓｈｏｗ ｉｔ:_________
{ Olivia Charlene Martin }
___ｔｈｅ ｔｉｔｌｅ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ｈａｓ ａｌｏｔｔｅｄ:____________
Saint of Fire
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ｎｏｗ ｓｈｏｗ ｉｔ:_________
{ Olivia Charlene Martin }
___ｔｈｅ ｔｉｔｌｅ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ｈａｓ ａｌｏｔｔｅｄ:____________
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❝ I want to broaden my world and I want to do it with a smile with someone I love! ❞
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⇒ ₮нє вυттєяғʟч тнαт sтιяs тнє нυяяιcαиє۰
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- ✲ August 29
The last time it was that date, there were plenty of candles on cake
- # 19
The destiny related to your internal biology makes you a
- ♦ Virgo
That same biology makes you a
- ♀ Female; 5'4"
⇒ Λʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи ιs αʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи۰
cσυʟɗ чσυ тєʟʟ мє тσ ʟσvє мч яєαʟ sєʟғ¿
One of the first things someone would say when describing Olivia is "bubble", which can be taken in two different directions. The first direction could be taken as 'bubbly' as the young woman is very sociable. She loves to be in a group and always tries to get everyone involved in the good times. Though well intentioned, her constant attempts to involve everyone often pulls the focus of the group on her. Now, she doesn't hate this attention, not in the least bit. In fact, she loves the attention since she feels that if she can keep up her energy then everyone will continue to have a good time.
The second interpretation of the word could mean 'bubble-headed'. Though Olivia tries her hardest to seem much smarter, she can be quite the airhead. Her understanding of certain jokes has improved since she was in her early teens, but there are still some things that can go over her head. Because of this, there is also the assumption that she's clumsy, so people are always looking for opportunities to see her fall. This usually ends with disappointment on their end as she is surprisingly coordinated.
The peachy-blond is also someone who is loves to try to help others. She is always eager to do so and will insist on helping until the other party(ies) give in. One of the downsides to this is that she comes off as being way too pushy. If her help is constantly turned down then she will become pouty until it's proven to her that they don't need help or until they fold and allow her to help.
Her friends can vouch for her being a good friend who is always there for them when they need a shoulder to lean or cry on. She will listen to any problems they have, but she'll never outright give them advice. Instead, she'll ask them questions that would eventually lead them to make their own decisions ( that won't land them in any kind of trouble ). The only way she will give someone definite advice is if that person just can't seem to make up their mind on what they want to do.
In addition to what's above, Olivia is also very conscious of her appearance. Because of this, she will often take quite a while to get ready when she is going out in public. She also tends to fret over her friends when they have a misplaced hair or their shoes are untied. Needless to say that this can grate anyone's nerves after a while.
All in all, Olivia is a good person who has her passions just like any other person. She has her flaws as well, but she acknowledges them while keeping them from taking over.
тнєи ωнч ɗσиˊт чσυ sнσω мє тнєяє ιs α ғυтυяє¿
Starting from the beginning... Olivia was born out of wedlock and she actually never really knew much of her father. It was this way because her mother never told the man that he would have a daughter, so as far as he knew, he had no children - that is, until he got married to someone else and started a family. This left her mother to raise her on her own, which was no easy task at the beginning, but what baby is easy to take care of?
Growing up, the peachy-blonde watched her mother make bad decisions based on others' advice. Being the innocent child she was, the girl didn't realize how just how damaging these decisions came to be. So, she trusted her mother like the obedient daughter she was, believing that everything would be fine. Eventually, her mother's luck landed her in debt and she ended up having to take on a second job so that she can pay it off. Even though she worked hard to pay off her debt, she only had enough money to keep the bills paid up enough not to have anything shut off. That and she was able to keep a decent amount of food in the fridge; though, their servings had to be a bit small to conserve as much as they could.
Money was so scarce for them that Olivia, from a young age, resorted to making her own clothes. However, this actually had a pleasant reaction as the girl was often complimented for her unique outfits. Making her own clothes became not only a means to stay well clothed for her, but it was also a passion. She would often thumb through fashion magazines in stores to get ideas for what to make next and most of her creations were given acclaim. There were, of course, a few fashion faux paux, but those were soon forgotten with her latest designs.
Once she was old enough, she was able to get a job with a local tailor as an apprentice seamstress. In addition to getting her pay to help her mother out, she was also given a discount on fabrics. This way, she could help bring down her mother's debt and continue to make her own outfits!
Since elementary school, Olivia was always the "go-to" person when new students arrived at school. If the seat next to her was empty, the teachers always knew to put the newcomer there so that they could be greeted by the little ball of sunshine. This is actually how she came to know her six closest pals! This part of her personality followed her well into middle and also high school. She was even able to convince the principals to start a "Welcome Wagon" committee for transfer students and freshmen alike. Of course, being the person that she was - and the fact that it was her idea in the first place - she was put in charge of running them. Though sadly, once she graduated she had to pass the torch to someone who she hand picked to keep the sincerity alive.
Even with her open personality, there is one thing that the girl has never told anyone. Neither her mother nor her closest friends know about a strange, reoccurring dream that has been following her since she was old enough to remember. This dream was of another world, a world of fantasy. It was a place of peace and harmony. Also within this dream, there was a man that she didn't know. Though, she felt like she just had to meet him. Like it was her destiny...
⇒ Ͼαтcн тнє ωнєєʟ тнαт вяєαкs тнє вυттєяғʟч۰
Rhythm of my soul: Take Off - 2PM
Love Love Love - After School
PEACH - Otsuka Ai
Bouken Deshou Deshou - Hirano Aya
How to kill time: Sewing is Olivia's number one hobby and passion. She also enjoys collecting buttons.
тнє мσяє ρяєcισυs тнє тнιиɢ ιs ۰۰۰
♥Her friends and her mother; all of whom she considers to be her family
♥Sewing and fashion
♥Having tea and cakes
♥Going to the beach
♥Stargazing
♥Being the life of the party
тнє мσяє єαsιʟч ιт ιs вяσкєи
✘Disruption of harmony
✘Awkward silences
✘Birds
✘Blueberries; allergic
✘Bad advice
Almost forgot to mention: Olivia has quite a few nicknames such as: Livvy, Ollie, Char, and Charlie.
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p l a y e d __ b y __ Kuro Ningyou
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ｎｏｗ ｓｈｏｗ ｉｔ:_________
{ Cassidy Elysia Huang-Mavenhouse }
___ｔｈｅ ｔｉｔｌｅ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ｈａｓ ａｌｏｔｔｅｄ:____________
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ｎｏｗ ｓｈｏｗ ｉｔ:_________
{ Cassidy Elysia Huang-Mavenhouse }
___ｔｈｅ ｔｉｔｌｅ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ｈａｓ ａｌｏｔｔｅｄ:____________
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❝Now, which wondrous new world are we whisking off to next~?❞
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Ribbons, streamers, birthday cake are all used on this special date
- ✲ February 4
The last time it was that date, there were plenty of candles on cake
- 17
The destiny related to your internal biology makes you an
- ♦ Aquarius
That same biology makes you a
- ♀ Female of 5'4"
⇒ Λʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи ιs αʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи۰
cσυʟɗ чσυ тєʟʟ мє тσ ʟσvє мч яєαʟ sєʟғ¿
Carefree, if a little reckless, without much concern for earthly worries; Cassidy lives in the moment, poised towards the future. She seems to have her head in the clouds a quarter of the time, and her feet an inch off the ground for the rest; there's always something that she wants to do, and she's either thinking up strange new things to try out, or dragging someone along with with her as she pursues her dreams. To her, life flows, waiting for no one, and she's not about to be left behind.
She's eccentric at a glance and even more so when known well. Her love of bright colors and patterns translates into a gaudy and highly noticeable sense of style, and her dislike of mundane, practical matters makes her shun utilitarian clothes for styles that stand out and fit the moment. A trip to the beach might warrant a Hawaiian hula outfit (with a neon orange lei), and she'll don an Indiana Jones inspired number - faux peacock feathers in the fedora, of course - for a day hike.
It's easy to figure out her mind's workings in her way of speaking: there's an airy, musical tone to her speech, and she'll drift in and out of a topic on a whim, or obsess over a particularly interesting concept to fully explore it. Figurative language is to be expected, a park pond becomes the Seven Seas for little paper boats to pirate.
There's also the constant "I wish~", and "I wanna!"; and she'll do her best to live out her desires, even if that means transforming even the most simple moments into something profound, deep, and transcendent.
Although sometimes she'll play the protagonist of these strange adventures, she's much happier being part of a group of fellow soul-explorers: Cassidy applies that transcendent world-view to her friendships. She imagines that all of them have been tied by the strings of Fate to take on the grand world together, and that their bonds are eternal and unfathomably deep; because of this she places all her trust into her friends, and isn't embarrassed at all to express that love to them. Strangers are a little different - they might be aliens, after all! - but even with them she is carefree and receptive.
She does not like being left alone, but when no one can be around, she'll distract herself by watching TV series, fantasy movies, and travel documentaries; these are where she gets the seeds of a lot of her ideas of what she wants to experience. She wants to not only see the sights and do the dances; her real dream is to experience the very essence of life in all of its depth.
Things like pretense and formality are completely useless to Cassidy, and she considers them a waste of time. She doesn't understand why anyone would try to be anything else than their true selves, or why everything has to be so emotionless and impersonal. Life is too short to be anything else than everything you want to be; and though time might be limited, the opportunity to live, counting each breath, is too valuable and fantastic to be spent preoccupied with the mundane.
тнєи ωнч ɗσиˊт чσυ sнσω мє тнєяє ιs α ғυтυяє¿
Her seemingly endless supply of new, flamboyant attires are supplied to her by her mother, who is a top-tier avant-garde fashion designer, and her father, who is a theater director. Even more influential than her parents' creativity and vision are their love and enthusiasm: under their care, Cassidy was able to live as her self without fear of judgement from those who truly mattered.
Her first few years of life were spent in almost constant travel as her parents had to constantly follow their business. Eventually, the family was given the opportunity to settle down at least for part of the year, with the couple alternating their work periods to be able to maintain the permanent residence. By then Cassidy was already a confident, imaginative, though somewhat off-beat young girl, having already seen many places and people, and raised by quite the unusual set of parents as well. For the family, their field of work unpredictable and ever-changing, and they enjoyed it fully, content to work hard and play even harder.
The family's open-hearted attitude towards life was challenged when 12-year-old Cassidy was brought to the doctor on a routine visit: she has always had vision problems and the occasional lapse in perception, but they were attributed to the family's bad eyes and the corrective lenses did seem to help. A particularly bad check-up eventually led their physician to recommend CT scanning for the girl, however: the scan prompted a subsequent angiography, and the results of that were definitive. The intracranial berry aneurysm they found was unruptured thus far, but untreatable without definite impairment.
The diagnosis was bittersweet: Cassidy was lucky enough to have the aneurysm discovered early, but its effects had already begun manifesting, hinting to a likely rupture in the relatively near future. It did not sway them in their worldview, however; the early diagnosis only meant that they could see even more clearly the need to seize the day and live life to the fullest. It was then that Cassidy resolved, harder and more profoundly than ever before, to be true to herself and to what life had to offer.
In her promise to honesty, however, Cassidy could not bring herself to tell her childhood friends - the six most treasured people in her life, besides her parents - about the news. After all, it wasn't like anything was going to change: if anything she would just be even more Cassidy than she was before, and although there was a limit on her time, it was impossible to predict. There was no way she was going to make anyone live according to death.
Now, she keeps a series of fairly large notebooks that she's dubbed The Amazing and Wonderful Checklist of Wonder - but that title soon became too hard to keep saying, so she refers to it by its nickname, Tamawonwon. She carries Volume 4 around with her: not so much to check things off, as she's quite bad at that sort of accounting-type work, but to write down whatever new ideas that pop into her head. Cassidy tries to breathe in each moment with as much meaning and understanding as possible; she does not enjoy wasting time with earthly things like trying to have perfect grades, or being organized, or getting 8 hours of sleep.
Whenever she does have to go to sleep, though, her dreams are vivid and incredibly fantastical; most of them are actually quite pleasant, but over time they've been twisted by a particularly confusing, recurring nightmare. There's always that incredible world, with incredible people, and incredible places - a lovely one to explore with everyone, surely - until -- ...and someone --
The morning of the trip she wakes up in a rush, only too eager to escape that prison of a dream, again. ...And where is that~? And who was that~? Would she ever see~?
But waking reality is more important than dreams that will never come to be, isn't it?
⇒ Ͼαтcн тнє ωнєєʟ тнαт вяєαкs тнє вυттєяғʟч۰
Rhythm of my soul: The Path of Wind - Joe Hisaishi
Let's Go - Cartel
Alchemy - marina
The Stars are Twinkling on a Night Like This - Supercell
Let Go (Harmony Remix) - Frou Frou
Seasons of Love - RENT
How to kill time: Making new outfits, adding to Tamawonwon, asking questions, getting involved in everything
тнє мσяє ρяєcισυs тнє тнιиɢ ιs ۰۰۰
♥ Kites and paper planes
♥ New experiences and opportunities
♥ Colorful, interesting clothes
♥ Fluffy, soft, or shiny things
♥ Food of any kind, especially if extremely sweet or spicy
♥ Affectionate gestures
тнє мσяє єαsιʟч ιт ιs вяσкєи
✘ Being alone
✘ Silence and white noise
✘ Practical matters and routines
✘ Negativity
✘ Sleeping
✘ Doing math
Almost forgot to mention: ۰ Cassidy doesn't have much of a concept of personal space; she's prone to being touchy and clingy.
۰ She doesn't like secrets and deception.
۰ She's quick and nimble, both physically and mentally.
۰ She's very good at thinking outside of the box, but has pretty bad common sense and practical knowledge.
۰ She rarely gets mad; when she does, she doesn't hold grudges and is very quick to forgive.
۰ She's not afraid of much, but she becomes scared when she gets a headache, or when she's alone for a long time.
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ｎｏｗ ｓｈｏｗ ｉｔ:_________
{ Vincent Viktor Vanderpoole }
___ｔｈｅ ｔｉｔｌｅ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ｈａｓ ａｌｏｔｔｅｄ:____________
Saint of Thunder
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ｎｏｗ ｓｈｏｗ ｉｔ:_________
{ Vincent Viktor Vanderpoole }
___ｔｈｅ ｔｉｔｌｅ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ｈａｓ ａｌｏｔｔｅｄ:____________
Saint of Thunder
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❝ Aww, c’mon! It’ll be fun! ❞
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⇒ ₮нє вυттєяғʟч тнαт sтιяs тнє нυяяιcαиє۰
Ribbons, streamers, birthday cake are all used on this special date
- ✲ October 31
The last time it was that date, there were plenty of candles on cake
- # Twenty-one
The destiny related to your internal biology makes you a
- ♦ Scorpio
That same biology makes you a
- ♂ Male of 6‘1“
⇒ Λʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи ιs αʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи۰
cσυʟɗ чσυ тєʟʟ мє тσ ʟσvє мч яєαʟ sєʟғ¿
A naturally boisterous, loud, and happy young man, Vincent stand out not just for his height and (as he puts it) dashing good looks, but for his naturally sunny disposition. Vincent is the guy who tries to find humor in almost every situation, and loves to laugh. Honest and fair, Vincent tries to settle a dispute as best he can. Vincent can also be very excitable and can be hard to calm down once he gets worked up about something. For him, every new day is an adventure and takes every opportunity to explore. On occasion, some things are lost on him, such as dealing with women or overly complex situations.
Though he likes to have fun and joke around, Vincent knows when to be serious. And very serious he can be, when the time calls for it. Solving problems is one of his strong suits, whether it be a puzzle or a spat between two people. Though it’s rare, he does tend to have a mean streak in him and only surfaces when he gets extremely agitated.
Beneath his seemingly boundless energy, Vincent also has a softer side and likes to offer a shoulder to cry on and a friend to talk to. He admits that he's no connoisseur of relationships or of life, but he offers his advice when and where he is able to. Quite often, he became a sort of peacemaker, being called upon or the first one to break up a fight or be a mediator in an argument. With his size and voice, it was easy to see why. And being the eldest of three boys, it was easy for him. Very rarely, he himself has gotten into fights, and only fights to defend himself.
He can be very reckless and headstrong at times, however, willfully putting himself in harm’s way to protect a family member or friend. For this, he often finds himself in trouble, whether it be trouble from his parents or from a complete stranger. More often than not, he's come away with a few bruises and cuts but never payed any mind as he'd felt it was worth it, whatever caused the injuries. Fiercely protective of his friends, he won't think twice about taking a hit for them.
тнєи ωнч ɗσиˊт чσυ sнσω мє тнєяє ιs α ғυтυяє¿
Being the eldest of three boys was never easy. Being a detective’s son was never easy, either. The late nights alone, the near constant worry. Even more so after their mother decided to leave to God-knows-where when he and his twin were eight, their younger brother seven, saying she “Couldn’t handle it”. Saddened and angered by this, Vincent did whatever he could to ease his father's pains... Usually resorting to pickpocketing or the occasional raid of another's trash bins, landing himself in trouble on more than one occasion. After several months of this, his father had finally had enough, telling him “This isn't the right way, you know that as well as I do. Your life is what you choose to make it, you can make something good of yourself or you can end up in here for the rest of your life." as he let Vincent see for himself what his life would be like if he continued making bad decisions.
From then on, he strove to smile every day and decided to see the positive in every situation. As he grew, his seemingly unending energy was mostly devoted to climbing trees and exploring old or abandoned buildings, often dragging his brothers along. Noticing this, his father managed to pull a few strings and enroll him in boxing lessons after school to help occupy his time, where he excelled greatly, even going on to win some amateur matches and tournaments, once he was old enough, sometimes winning a small cash prize.
Starting in elementary school, and even sometimes after he graduated high school, he became a sort of ‘beacon of hope', letting anyone who felt the need to talk have a shoulder, giving advice where he could. He would meet them either after school or during a lunch period, being a friend to those who would let him. During high school, he continued this, and started being a “guardian" to the yonder students, ushering them through the halls, offering the seats beside him, if there were any, and even helping them study, if they needed it. That’s what helped him meet his six best pals!
Shortly after he was old enough to work, he discovered a hidden love for singing. Through a bit of research, and a bit of hard work, he began working the summers at a local musical theatre, slowly working up his courage and talent to be onstage in addition to working as a busboy at the local diner after school and when he wasn’t devoting time to boxing.
As open and honest as he was with his friends and family, particularly his twin brother and father, he kept only one secret locked away. A strange recurring dream, someone calling out his name, again and again, as if they were searching for him. It had been happening since before he could remember. A woman he'd never met, living in a fantastical world he'd never seen or would even think of, calling to him. Who was she, and where? He felt, no knew that he'd find out, like he was meant to meet her.
⇒ Ͼαтcн тнє ωнєєʟ тнαт вяєαкs тнє вυттєяғʟч۰
Rhythm of my soul:
Tank! - The Seatbelts
Don't Cry - Seal
Hello - SHINee
May The Living Be Dead (In Our Wake) - Flogging Molly
How to kill time: Climbing trees, solving mysteries, exploring abandoned buildings. He also likes to box in his spare time.
тнє мσяє ρяєcισυs тнє тнιиɢ ιs ۰۰۰
♥ High places
♥ Running
♥ Singing (Secretly)
♥ Boxing
♥ Warm climates
♥ Autumn
тнє мσяє єαsιʟч ιт ιs вяσкєи
✘ Staying in one place for too long
✘ Being trapped
✘ Birds
✘ Awkward silences
✘ Obvious answers to questions
Almost forgot to mention: He only lets select people call him “Vinny”. He's also an identical twin. His favourite word happens to be “extreme".
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Sadriel An-Toan Tuyen
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ｎｏｗ ｓｈｏｗ ｉｔ:_________
Sadriel An-Toan Tuyen
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❝ My loved ones can smile from the bottom of their hearts... and that's all I ever want. ❞
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- ✲ June 22
The last time it was that date, there were plenty of candles on cake
- # Nineteen
The destiny related to your internal biology makes you a
- ♦ Cancer
That same biology makes you a
- ♂ Male of 6'3"
⇒ Λʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи ιs αʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи۰
cσυʟɗ чσυ тєʟʟ мє тσ ʟσvє мч яєαʟ sєʟғ¿
Maybe you'll notice him because of his unusual hair colour. Or maybe it's because he's "that tall white dude" just sticking out from the crowd with his height. Whatever the case may be, it usually ends with the same thing: long, awkward silences from both parties. It's not that Sadriel is anti-social, just socially inept and painfully shy. Of course, with his usual facial expression (stoic, and always perpetually like he's about to fall asleep) and his sheer height, it deters most people from trying to actually get to know the poor kid.
Those that do, though, and break through Sadriel's timid exterior will find a wealth of sunshine. A sweet, naive dweeb lies beneath, known by his close friends for his gentle smile, gentlemanly mannerisms, and quiet grace. He is sensitive to the emotions of those around him, and is easily affected by them. Like a small child or a lost duckling, Sadriel will tag along with whomever he knows and trusts most whenever entering a new environment.
Despite being one of the less hormone-driven fellows, Sadriel is not without his drawbacks. Gullible and easy to manipulate, Sadriel is, in short, a pushover. He abhors violence and would do anything to avoid it, even if it meant being walked all over by his adversaries, which often makes him seem weak and indecisive. Though not easily angered, the exception comes when he is scared and sees blood; in those times, he will lose his sense of reason and attack anything that moves. Afterward, guilt will overwhelm him and he will shut himself off from everyone, including his friends. His "beast" has made him live for years in self-doubt, insecurity, and fear that he will harm those he cares about.
If there was one word to sum up Sadriel as a whole, that word would be "adorkable": stumbling and stammering, shyly smiling and nervously laughing. Incredibly protective of his loved ones, unerringly loyal, and selflessly placing others before himself, Sadriel tries to make the best of - if not his life, then - the lives of those around him.
тнєи ωнч ɗσиˊт чσυ sнσω мє тнєяє ιs α ғυтυяє¿
Sadriel is usually known for his amazing memory, but ask him about his life before he was four and everything becomes a big white blur. He would honestly answer that he just can't remember anything beyond waking up in a futon in a house he'd never remembered himself being in and being told by the woman who came in that her husband had found him unconscious on the snow-covered sidewalk in nothing but a simple white robe. When he revealed that he couldn't remember his way home, or that he had a family to return to in the first place, the couple offered to adopt him. They had been praying for years for a child, and they felt that this was their devotion finally being answered. They gave Sadriel his name, when he told them he couldn't even recall a name, and from then on he was Sadriel An-Toan Tuyen.
Sadriel grew up as normally as any child could. The only difference was that he had a huge house to live in; the place had belonged to the Tuyen family for generations, and so he had a lot of space to run around in growing up. Though at first he wondered about his enigmatic past and the identities of his biological parents, the boy soon came to accept that he would never find out, and embraced his current - and very loving - family. He learned to be content with his situation, and eventually almost forgot that he was adopted in the first place. Not that he was anyone to complain; with his close friends, a comfortable lifestyle, and all the support he could ever hope for, Sadriel was as happy as he could be. He treasured his six closest friends and spent as much time as he could with them. He shared everything with them... except for two things.
The boy first discovered his "darker" side when he was thirteen. Sadriel had been out cavorting around in the forests in one part of the property, and was headed home later than usual. He was so preoccupied with finding his path back that he didn't see or hear the hungry coyote until it was on top of him, snarling. He saw the coyote bite down, and when he came to his senses again, the beast lay dead at his feet, its throat torn open. He'd been so frightened that he'd run home as fast as he could to come bawling into his mother's arms.
The other thing he never shared with his friends was the dreams. He'd had them for as long as he could remember, a dream of a world once beautiful, now torn asunder by endless war. Dreams of someone, someone he didn't know yet felt familiar to, someone whose face he couldn't see, calling to him for help. Whenever he woke up from these dreams he would find himself crying.
As Sadriel grew older, the dreams grew more frequent. The trip he and his friends had planned was a relief for him; perhaps, with a change of pace, he would get some peace in his sleep.
⇒ Ͼαтcн тнє ωнєєʟ тнαт вяєαкs тнє вυттєяғʟч۰
Rhythm of my soul:
۰ Angel Bell - Hisaishi Joe
۰ Chiisana Uta - Kokia
۰ Raggs no Chinkonka - Noria
How to kill time: Fishing, gardening, reading, napping in the sunlight, baking for friends
тнє мσяє ρяєcισυs тнє тнιиɢ ιs ۰۰۰
♥ All things cute and fuzzy
♥ Friends & family
♥ Being praised for his baking
♥ Sweets
♥ Church
тнє мσяє єαsιʟч ιт ιs вяσкєи
✘ Blood
✘ Thunderstorms
✘ Bullies
✘ Violence
✘ The dark
Almost forgot to mention:
۰ Sadriel wears a wooden crucifix, and has a pair of wing tattoos which he'd had when his foster parents found him.
۰ With his love for sweets, it's unsurprising that Sadriel has a knack for baking. He has a wide range of housekeeping expertise and is often called the "Mom" of his six closest friends.
۰ He has a large collection of scarves at home, and wears special ones on certain dates.
۰ He is a closet fanboy and adores playing "girly" games like visual novels and fantasy RPGs.
۰ His favourite food is rare beef and tripe pho, his favourite fruit is strawberries.
۰ He's not scared of them, but talking with girls make his timidity shoot through the roof.
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{ Khya Alis Noble }
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Saint of Darkness
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ｎｏｗ ｓｈｏｗ ｉｔ:_________
{ Khya Alis Noble }
___ｔｈｅ ｔｉｔｌｅ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ｈａｓ ａｌｏｔｔｅｄ:____________
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❝ ...I'm right here... ❞
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- ✲ April 30th
The last time it was that date, there were plenty of candles on cake
- # Twenty
The destiny related to your internal biology makes you a
- ♦ Taurus
That same biology makes you a
- ♀ Female of 5'10''
⇒ Λʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи ιs αʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи۰
cσυʟɗ чσυ тєʟʟ мє тσ ʟσvє мч яєαʟ sєʟғ¿
There are twenty-nine people in this room. No, wait, there are thirty, my mistake.
Khya is one of those people who pass almost completely unnoticed wherever they go, and she likes it that way. She stays in the proverbial shadows of her own volition, because if nobody sees her or pays attention to her, nobody can judge her. Khya is deathly afraid that nobody will like her and that she really will be left alone. She hides this insecurity under a guise of complete apathy. Khya, perhaps mistakenly, believes that as long as she pretends not to care what people do, then maybe they'll afford the same treatment.
Khya naturally has a very laissez-faire attitude. 'Whatever' may be the most-often-used phrase in her entirely vocabulary, with 'I don't care' being a close second. She doesn't say these words to be mean, she says them to let people know that, as long as it makes them happy, she doesn't care what they do. What she wants to see most, in the world, is her friends smiling, and she's willing to sacrifice her own wellbeing and happiness to achieve that end. (For example: at a sleepover, she'll deprive herself of food because she feels some sort of strange guilt for eating her friends' food)
Most people completely buy into her façade but if, by chance, someone actually gets through to her real self, they'd find that Khya is a very odd duck. Her train of thought is as erratic and disconnected as it gets, with her frequently quoting TV shows, internet memes and saying random phrases that catch strangers entirely by surprise (ex: when saying goodbye to a friend, her farewell phrase might be 'See you later, don't get eaten by a squid!'). Seeing this side of her means that she trusts a person so implicitly, that she isn't afraid of scaring them away by being herself.
Because of her tendency to seclude herself, Khya has become well practiced at keeping herself entertained. She can tune out reality at will and lose herself in her imaginings. She never goes anywhere without her iPod, since music helps the daydreaming process by blocking out reality's sounds as well. She writes, she draws and, sometimes (only when no one is around), she plays the piano. She loves playing the piano, but accute stage fright prevents her from playing for anybody except herself.
тнєи ωнч ɗσиˊт чσυ sнσω мє тнєяє ιs α ғυтυяє¿
When she was three, Khya was sent to a daycare facility, near her house, that also functioned as a preschool and get her through junior and senior kindergarten. Being that little, Khya was able to be herself, because she didn't know anything about bullying yet. All of her peers were just as unaware as she was, so nobody thought her behaviour was odd. She loved it there, especially when they were allowed time to read. From the moment she'd learned how to read, Khya had done so nonstop. By the time she was in senior kindergarten, she was bringing her own short novels to daycare because the books there weren't long enough.
Far too soon (to her), however, she graduated that daycare and began to attend public school. That was around the time she began to think there was something wrong with her. The school she was sent to went from kindergarten to grade 5, and everyone in her grade one class had been in kindergarten together--except her. She was the odd one out, the one who thought differently, the one who didn't play the same games or read the same picture books; she spoke using big words that nobody, but the teachers, could understand. She was different. She was strange. She was weird.
It started off quietly, at first; Khya was the last person to find a group for a project, or she would be the last picked for dodgeball. Nothing too worrisome, and certainly nothing she thought was out of the ordinary. Then, it escalated. None of the other kids would play with her, or speak to her; she was forced to play by herself during recess. For a short while, it seemed as thought things were looking up; there were a few kids who would still play with her and seemed nice. Then, one day, they told her, to her face, that they were nothing more than 'pity friends'. Khya was alone again, except for the times when people called her names or poked her with sticks.
By the time she met her six, now-closest friends, Khya had already learned to shut herself down as a defense tactic. She crafted another personality entirely, one that she thought people would like more, and she hid behind it. This personality was somewhat of a ditz, and a klutz. She pretended to be absent-minded, forgetful and clueless. She dumbed herself down so that no one would call her a geek, or a dork, ever again. She kept her love for things like art, literature and music a secret, just in case it wasn't 'cool' to like that kind of stuff.
As far as romantic relationships go, Khya has never had much luck. She's not sure she's ever had a crush, or even considered a guy as something more than a pseudo-sibling or acquaintance. However, she is a hopeless romantic at heart and is waiting for the person who sees her for who she is, and doesn't judge her for it.
Now, she's opened up a considerable amount, though only to her six closest friends. She shares nearly everything with them (they know she plays the piano and draws, but she's never willingly shown them anything), save for the dreams she's had all her life. Dreams of a strange, but fantastical, world that was being ripped apart by a terrible war. Dreams of someone she didn't recognize or know asking her for help.
She doesn't mind the dreams--in fact, she finds them mildly entertaining--but they've been growing in freqency and it's beginning to make her nervous. She hoped that this trip with her friends would leave her too tired to dream at the end of each day.
⇒ Ͼαтcн тнє ωнєєʟ тнαт вяєαкs тнє вυттєяғʟч۰
Rhythm of my soul: Rose's Theme - Murray Gold
There's A Fine, Fine Line - Avenue Q
Anthems for A Seventeen-Year-Old Girl - Broken Social Scene
Paradise Coldplay
How to kill time: Hobbies are playing the piano and drawing
тнє мσяє ρяєcισυs тнє тнιиɢ ιs ۰۰۰
♥ Animals, especially the furry kind
♥ Books
♥ Soft, instrumental music
♥ Daydreaming
♥ Being accepted
тнє мσяє єαsιʟч ιт ιs вяσкєи
✘ Spiders
✘ Centipedes
✘ Millipedes
✘ Anything with more than four legs, really
✘ Being totally alone
✘ Locked rooms
✘ People who don't listen to her
Almost forgot to mention: Khya has severe arachnaphobia. If she so much as sees a spider, she'll scream and run.
The one thing that can get her really worked up is if she sees someone mistreating an animal. If she could realistically carry a soap box, from which to scold people for mistreating animals, she would. Also, if she could adopt every single animal under the sun, she would.
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ｎｏｗ ｓｈｏｗ ｉｔ:_________
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❝ Is good hunt. ❞
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⇒ ₮нє вυттєяғʟч тнαт sтιяs тнє нυяяιcαиє۰
Ribbons, streamers, birthday cake are all used on this special date
- ✲ Regulus 11
The last time it was that date, there were plenty of candles on cake
- # Twenty-one
The destiny related to your internal biology makes you a
- ♦ Shapeshifter
That same biology makes you a
- ♂ Male of 5'11"
⇒ Λʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи ιs αʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи۰
cσυʟɗ чσυ тєʟʟ мє тσ ʟσvє мч яєαʟ sєʟғ¿
Personality
тнєи ωнч ɗσиˊт чσυ sнσω мє тнєяє ιs α ғυтυяє¿
History
⇒ Ͼαтcн тнє ωнєєʟ тнαт вяєαкs тнє вυттєяғʟч۰
Rhythm of my soul:
۰ Follow the Nightingale - KOKIA
۰ Chouwa Oto ~with reflection~ - KOKIA
۰ Wild Child - Enya
How to kill time: Hunting, tracking prey, making his trophies (read: accessories and weapons), climbing trees, spending time with animals, communing with nature
тнє мσяє ρяєcισυs тнє тнιиɢ ιs ۰۰۰
♥ Freedom
♥ Meat
♥ Nature
♥ Wild, untamed places
♥ Catching his prey
тнє мσяє єαsιʟч ιт ιs вяσкєи
✘ Cities & other forms of civilization
✘ Any place without natural environments really
✘ Rules
✘ Footwear
✘ Getting his hunt stolen
Almost forgot to mention:
۰ Because Case was abandoned at a young age and lived in the wild, his speech isn't as learned and is often very broken and choppy.
۰ When shapeshifting, Case pefers turning into large felines.
۰ Though he is predatory at heart, when not hunting, he does enjoy the company of animals, and vice versa.
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{ Kressopia Isdarthe Kicksinger }
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Guardian of Loyalty
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ｎｏｗ ｓｈｏｗ ｉｔ:_________
{ Kressopia Isdarthe Kicksinger }
___ｔｈｅ ｔｉｔｌｅ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ｈａｓ ａｌｏｔｔｅｄ:____________
Guardian of Loyalty
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❝ “Take what you can. Give nothing back." ❞
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⇒ ₮нє вυттєяғʟч тнαт sтιяs тнє нυяяιcαиє۰
Ribbons, streamers, birthday cake are all used on this special date
- ✲ Regulus 20th
The last time it was that date, there were plenty of candles on cake
- # Appears twenty-four
The destiny related to your internal biology makes you a
- ♦ Elf
That same biology makes you a Leo
- ♀ Female of 5‘8“
⇒ Λʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи ιs αʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи۰
cσυʟɗ чσυ тєʟʟ мє тσ ʟσvє мч яєαʟ sєʟғ¿
Most noticed for her for her flaming red hair, but most known for being tempramental and serious. She is the type of girl to go after what she wants and doen't like to let anything inhibit her, though she does know how to restrain herself. But she is not without her humor, however, though it is dry and often filled with witticisms and snark.
Kressopia is classified as a rather natural overacheiver, this stemming from her desire to go against her culture, peers and family, this desire is fueled by her no-nonsense attitude. This desire, however, does not make her any less cunning or ambitious. For her, everything is a metaphorical black and white picture. Something is, or it is not. For her, there is no room for second guessing or middle ground. Oftentimes, she is very prone to sulking when she encounters a roadblock or is in deep thought.
Kressopia's vindictive attitude inclines her to act as such, in the manner of her speech and actions. She is the type that would kick someone as much as look as them. To her, the people she is forced to interact with daily are simply put there to be in her way, and only wish to use her as means to an end to further their own selves. Blunt, brusque, and seemingly an unfeeling stone wall, Kressopia rarely lets her feelings show externally, prefering to remain aloof and distant, but is never ‘stuffy’ as she tends to put it. Oftentimes she will berate or insult someone she feels deserves it and speaks her mind where she can.
More often than not, Kressopia likes to seclude herself, which she greatly enjoys, and go into a type of meditation in an attempt to clear her mind. Because she enjoys this seclusion, with the addition of her aloofness, she doesn't feel the obligation or desire to form or maintain emotional attatchments. The small, disquieting, smile she tends to wear puts those around her ill at ease, which is to her liking. Herself, she doesn't mind getting down in the dirt and working up a sweat or getting her hands dirty. She herself doesn't care for the rules and regulations her culture demands, but rather spits in it's face to go about her business how she wants.
тнєи ωнч ɗσиˊт чσυ sнσω мє тнєяє ιs α ғυтυяє¿
"Our family has no place for magicians and their fancy tricks. The only way to win is with a blade in your hand." Is what her father told her growing up. Born and raised in a forest outside of Alpheratz as the youngest child and only daughter of a family of knights, Kressopia was well versed, and was strictly bound to, the codes and rules of the knights as well as of her people.
After three decades of dealing with it, Kressopia had finally decided she'd had enough of the rules and of the stifling ways of the knights and of her family. She never did like the rules and all that pomp, anyways. She knew she was meant for something else, to not wield a blade and win on strength alone, and live with the freedom she desired. She rebelled against everything her father and people stood for where she could, almost reveling in the arguments. This, along with being the only red-haired child in generations, subjected her to ridicule. Where her father tasked her with helping her brothers into their armor before training or battle, she trained and fought as a shieldmaiden. Where her mother asked her to dress nicely for her second brother's decoration ceremony, she wore her best hand-fashioned painted leathers and dusty breeches.
At the age of thirty-four, her eldest brother, who she thought was her best friend, convinced her to a day alone with him, much to her mother's chagrin, ending in a near drowning by his hand. "It is for your own good." he stated just before he pinned her shoulders under the chilled water. Using her inbred magic to escape, she ran to her mother, who in turn personally delivered her that very night to an old friend who taught in the Alpheratz Academy. Here, she spent her days living in the city, learning earth magic and never returning home as an act of self-banishment. Well after her academy days, after one last rendezvous with her mother, she dedicated the rest of her life drifting around place to place, never in once place long. With this newfound spare time, Kressopia worked anything she could find, from hired mage to sheep herder and cat finder. She worked it all.
⇒ Ͼαтcн тнє ωнєєʟ тнαт вяєαкs тнє вυттєяғʟч۰
Rhythm of my soul:
I can't Decide- Scissor Sisters
I don't care- Apocalyptica feat. Adam Gontier
Somewhere, someday- N'sync
How to kill time: Practicing her magic, reading, physically taking out her frustrations on anything she's able to.
тнє мσяє ρяєcισυs тнє тнιиɢ ιs ۰۰۰
♥ Besting someone at their own game
♥ Being alone
♥ Playing the lute (Secretly)
♥ Baking
♥ Eating
тнє мσяє єαsιʟч ιт ιs вяσкєи
✘ Hydrophobia
✘ Hitting roadblocks
✘ Not being able to organize her thoughts
✘ Disorganization in general
✘ Overbearing authority figures
✘ Being watched when she’s alone
Almost forgot to mention: Extras
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ｎｏｗ ｓｈｏｗ ｉｔ:_________
{ Tialia Laurel Elers }
___ｔｈｅ ｔｉｔｌｅ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ｈａｓ ａｌｏｔｔｅｄ:____________
Guardian of Justice
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ｎｏｗ ｓｈｏｗ ｉｔ:_________
{ Tialia Laurel Elers }
___ｔｈｅ ｔｉｔｌｅ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ｈａｓ ａｌｏｔｔｅｄ:____________
Guardian of Justice
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❝ I may be on the side of the saviors, but don't think--for one second--that I am one of them. ❞
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Ribbons, streamers, birthday cake are all used on this special date
- ✲ Zubeneshimali 13th
The last time it was that date, there were plenty of candles on cake
- # Appears to be in her early 20s
The destiny related to your internal biology makes you a
- ♦ Dragon
That same biology makes you a
- ♀ Female of 6'0''
⇒ Λʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи ιs αʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи۰
cσυʟɗ чσυ тєʟʟ мє тσ ʟσvє мч яєαʟ sєʟғ¿
Tialia is a very logic-oriented person; she tends to listen to her head rather than her heart and weighs her options based on practicality and efficiency--instead of how it will affect other people. She has good intentions, but doesn't realize that her actions might have a negative effect on the people involved. It honestly confuses her when people are angry with her--especially if everything went according to her plan. Tialia has a difficult time letting go and giving into her emotions. Subconsciously, she sees it as a weakness that she must not have. In addition, she is uncomfortable with physical contact and avoids it whenever she can.
The driving force behind Tialia's actions is her aversion to boredom. She's been around for a long time, and she finds the ordinary dull and extremely tedious. She likes to be where things are happening and takes assignments based on how interesting she thinks that particular mission will be. One would think that she would abandon an assignment if it proved to be boring, but Tialia understands the importance of commitment, and will always see something through to the end.
Tialia is no hero, and she knows this. She may be one of the Templars, she may follow their codes and customs, and she may help someone if she sees that they need it; but Tialia is careful to make it clear that she's only doing this for the fun of it. It's a good thing she takes such massive enjoyment in what she does, because if being a Templar ever proved to be boring, she would leave just like that.
She isn't a sympathetic person, though she tries to be for the sake of keeping up appearances as one of the Altair Templars. Tialia also frequently assumes everyone around her to be less intelligent and observant. This has given her something of an arrogant disposition; it's very hard for her to say things like 'I don't know'. She is capable of some empathy, however, and giving an apology is not something she finds difficult to do.
тнєи ωнч ɗσиˊт чσυ sнσω мє тнєяє ιs α ғυтυяє¿
The first thirty-odd years of Tialia's life are something of a blur. She remembers growing up in the Dragon city, learning how to master her element (Light), and learning how to shift between her human, humanoid and beast forms. She only sort of recalls her parents and her friends; not through any sort of mental trauma, but through her ignoring her own memories until they faded. She deemed such things unnecessary for an interesting life, and now only recalls her family and childhood friends in passing.
Just before her 40th birthday, Tialia left the Dragon city and made her way to Alioth to enter the Knight Academy. There was fighting all over Tolem, and she wanted to be a part of the history that was being made--to add her own name to the ones who would be remembered in the ages to come. Becoming a knight, or one of the Altair Templars, seemed like the best way to achieve that goal.
It took her six years to complete her pagehood, simply because she was having too much fun and didn't want to leave. After her pagehood, Tialia thought about it, and decided to make her way to Phact to try and become a paladin's squire. Simply being a knight wasn't enough, she wanted to learn how to wield holy magic as well.
It took her a few tries to find a paladin who would take her on as a squire, but when she finally did, Tialia threw herself wholeheartedly into her training. She excelled at using Light magic, thanks to her elemental affinity, and paid very close attention to the lessons she and the other squires were taught in class. It took her much longer to master swordplay, however, since Tialia was often more inclined to use her teeth and claws in place of a blade. It wasn't until the end of her first year of training that she finally got the hang of it and began to really improve.
Over the following year she was taught how to combine her elemental magic with her swordsmanship, as well as how to craft and care for an enchanted weapon. She thoroughly enjoyed learning how to craft items, and by the time she started her third year of training, Tialia couldn't wait to get started on crafting her own sword and shield. She took the full five years to craft it, spending most of the last two making sure it was abolutely perfect in every way, so that it would pass the standard thereby earning her the title of 'Official Paladin of the Templars'.
It has been several decades since she earned her paladin title, and Tialia is still as engaged in the Altair Templars as she was in the beginning. During the first few years, because of her young appearance, people had a hard time believing that she was actually a fully-fledged paladin, and she is quite fond of telling those stories to her companions--though they have all been slightly embellished for comic effect.
Tialia has been haunted by bizarre dreams for as long as she can remember. Dreams of an alien world, the likes of which she'd never seen anywhere in Tolem, and of a person who was familiar and yet a stranger. Tialia has never breathed a word of these dreams to anyone.
⇒ Ͼαтcн тнє ωнєєʟ тнαт вяєαкs тнє вυттєяғʟч۰
Rhythm of my soul: Pursuit - David Arnold & Michael Price
The End? - Hans Zimmer
The Majestic Tale of A Madman In A Box - Murray Gold
Donna's Theme - Murray Gold
How to kill time: Practicing swordplay and magic
тнє мσяє ρяєcισυs тнє тнιиɢ ιs ۰۰۰
♥ Open spaces
♥ The colour pink
♥ Unpredictable people
♥ Mysteries
♥ Cats
тнє мσяє єαsιʟч ιт ιs вяσкєи
✘ Boring and/or predictable people
✘ Not being the first to solve a mystery
✘ Being proven wrong
✘ Being underground
✘ Anyone who gives her an order
Almost forgot to mention: Tialia's beast form is that of a white dragon.
In her humanoid form, Tialia gains white wings, a long white tail and white horns. All of her clothing and armor has had slits cut into it to accomodate her wings and tail.
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ｎｏｗ ｓｈｏｗ ｉｔ:_________
{ Gianavel Gavino Guglielmo }
___ｔｈｅ ｔｉｔｌｅ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ｈａｓ ａｌｏｔｔｅｄ:____________
ɢυαяɗιαи σғ ωιsɗσм
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ｎｏｗ ｓｈｏｗ ｉｔ:_________
{ Gianavel Gavino Guglielmo }
___ｔｈｅ ｔｉｔｌｅ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ｈａｓ ａｌｏｔｔｅｄ:____________
ɢυαяɗιαи σғ ωιsɗσм
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❝ ......Mission accomplished... ❞
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Ribbons, streamers, birthday cake are all used on this special date
- ✲ Antares 3
The last time it was that date, there were plenty of candles on cake
- # Twenty-three
The destiny related to your internal biology makes you a
- ♦ Human
That same biology makes you a
- ♂ Male of 6'6"
⇒ Λʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи ιs αʟʟ ι´vє єvєя киσωи۰
cσυʟɗ чσυ тєʟʟ мє тσ ʟσvє мч яєαʟ sєʟғ¿
If Gianavel could be described in one word, that word would be "solitary". The image of the "tall, dark stranger", he is a man of little words and even less emotion. One wouldn't be in the wrong to call him stoic or reticent: indeed, his mannerisms are downright laconic. Aloof and enigmatic, Gianavel will literally hold people at arm's length until he warms up to them and deems them worthy of trust; don't hold your breath, though, since that will take a very, very long time.
Many who have interacted with him would remark on his straightforwardness. There is no sugar-coating with this man; he will say things as it is, even if the truth hurts like hell. Though he is generally polite, his lack of emotion and his bluntness of speech often lead to others viewing him as harsh, apathetic, and cold-hearted. Many would be surprised to know that Gianavel isn't blunt out of cruelty, but rather out of social naivety. Because of his rather lonely childhood, he never really developed the social skills needed to express himself, and so only says what he thinks.
None can deny, however, that he is incredibly skilled. He is a man of his word, seeing any and all assignments he is given to the end and with complete thoroughness. His diligence in his line of work, his adeptness in the skills required, and the devotion he pours into serving his clients is unmatched in the Gienah Fraternity, rightfully earning him the title "Shadowstalker". Despite all appearances, Gianavel isn't truly without heart. Behind the impassive face is a man with the noble, chivalrous soul of a knight, a gentle soul that is made startlingly clear in his actions. A steadfast individual, Gianavel is incredibly protective of and unerringly loyal to those he has sworn fealty to, willing to risk life and limb to see to their safety.
тнєи ωнч ɗσиˊт чσυ sнσω мє тнєяє ιs α ғυтυяє¿
Gianavel was raised in a quiet home. Both his parents worked as informants for the Gienah Fraternity, and because of their careers, however dangerous, they were able to create a comfortable living environment for their son. However, a rat was their undoing; a citizen believing they were doing their country a service pointed out the couple. A few days later, they were killed in a "freak" accident. The now-orphaned Gianavel was sent to live with his grandparents, who had no clue their daughter and son-in-law had been affiliated with the Fratnernity. And so, in the quiet of a small town, a five-year-old son of assassin informants grew up, as unaware of the darker part of his family.
Even at a young age, Gianavel was a quiet one. He never really spoke to anyone except his grandparents, and kept mostly to himself. Though his introverted nature worried many of his teachers, but it was also very clear since his childhood that he was a gifted child. He picked up on many things at a much faster rate than any of his peers; by six he had the vocabulary expected of a child twice his age, and was the top of his classes. His only drawback was his inability to make friends, often singled out for his reticence and apparent giftedness. Indeed, he was often bullied, but whenever he was questioned about it, his only excuse would be that he had accidentally injured himself.
This seemed to change when he was sent to Alioth for page training. Moving into a new city, Gianavel was given the chance to start over. And start over he did. The boy dared to step out from the shell he'd created for himself all through his childhood, and soon had created friendships with a small group of fellow pages. Though Gianavel continued to outshine the others, these friends did not seem to like him less for it. For three years of his life, Gianavel felt a joy and relief to be accepted for whom he was. Alas, not all that glitters is gold. Near the time of the squire exams, he was returning from the library to his classroom where he was studying with his friends. Outside the door, he overheard their conversation; in the end, he was merely being used as a reputation booster for these so-called "friends" of his. As expected, he immediately retreated back to his solitude, and entered high school friendless once more.
His squire years were almost a repeat of his childhood ones. Alone, he kept to himself, still topping most everyone else in academics, arts, and athletics. The only difference was that he was no longer the object of bullying. This fate fell on a singular girl who was, in many ways, similar to Gianavel himself: a quiet, shy individual whose performance in whichever fields she partook in rivaled that of Gianavel's. At first, he ignored them, happy to stay in his little world. However, the bullying got progressively worse, and finally, unable to stand the unjust treatment of a girl, he intervened. In his anger towards the others' cruelty, he lost control and nearly strangled a student while hospitalizing several others.
The results were devestating. Though he was officially penialized with suspension, his peers turned their harsh treatment onto him, portraying him as a delinquent and making his life miserable. Gianavel held onto the belief that he had done right to defend the girl, until he realized that she, without any ounce of remorse, turned her back on him along with the others. It was the final straw; hurt by the multiple betrayals, Gianavel closed himself off entirely, leaving the city and the way of knighthood to return to his grandparents.
Not long afterward, his parents' past caught up to him. It came in the form of a letter asking for an interview from a business group he'd never heard of. Uncertain but hoping that the interview would lead to a job to support his family, Gianavel went to the location given. Upon his arrival, he was confronted with four men, all of whom attacked him and were beaten. His client then approached him, proclaiming that he had passed the test and offered him the job as an assassin. Without anything better to say, Gianavel agreed, and so began his life as a member of the Gienah Fraternity.
Said life wasn't difficult. As it had been with the other aspects of his life, he rapidly picked up on the skills necessary to survive the new world he lived in. Although he now lived constantly in the potential of being discovered or killed, Gianavel found that he rather enjoyed moving about so often. Under different pseudonyms, he used his career to forget the burdens of being "Gianavel", and was able to support his grandparents' lifestyle untill they passed on from old age. Rumours began to circulate that he would become the next Men Alphard due to his incredible skill.
Of late, however, his recurring dreams of a strange alien world had grown more frequent, along with a foreboding, ill feeling towards the Fraternity. Secretly, he broke all ties with the group and fled, knowing that sooner or later the repurcussions of his actions would catch up to him. Taking up various hired hand jobs, he has been wandering aimlessly throughout Tolem since, always on the lookout for any from the Fraternity looking for his head.
⇒ Ͼαтcн тнє ωнєєʟ тнαт вяєαкs тнє вυттєяғʟч۰
Rhythm of my soul:
۰ The Burdened - Ishimoto Takeharu
۰ Bird Song - Kanno Yoko & Mizoguchi Hajime
۰ Clash with the Black Knight Gunther - Hayashi Shigeki
۰ Counterattack Signal - Nakagawa Kotarou
۰ Terra's Theme - Shimomura Youko
How to kill time: Climbing to tall places, reconaissance, reading, people-watching, treating injured animals
тнє мσяє ρяєcισυs тнє тнιиɢ ιs ۰۰۰
♥ Personal space
♥ Quiet places
♥ Being left alone
♥ Apples
♥ Dark chocolate
♥ Rain
♥ Winter
тнє мσяє єαsιʟч ιт ιs вяσкєи
✘ Loud noises
✘ Nosy people
✘ Working with others
✘ Having people get in his way
✘ The heat
Almost forgot to mention:
۰ During the years he has been wandering, Gianavel has gained the trust of a pack of wolves. He has named the alpha "Aramus" and his mate "Razul".
۰ A falcon he has named "Nuvola" has been his companion since his Fraternity days.
۰ Gianavel possesses photographic memory, and often climbs to high places to get a better view of the land's layout.
۰ Dual-wielding twin daggers, the white-bladed "Giustizia" and black-bladed "Vendicatore", are his weapons of choice. He also carries around a portable arm-mount automatic crossbow, and has various forms of knives on his person.
۰ Gianavel's code name was "Wolf" in the Fraternity.
۰ Gianavel has an unusual habit of picking up injured animals or strays and nursing them to health before setting them free.
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