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| Ionic | Apr 20 2014, 10:16 AM Post #1 |
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[align=center]The Candidate Theme 1, Theme 2, Theme 3. ![]() Art by Wizards of the Coast, no copyright infringement intended. ”I told the guard that I didn’t mean to have my fingers in his coin-pouch! I swear, it was an accident!”[/align] Character Number- Second. Belysteria has been abandoned btw. Name- Elline, no last name, doesn’t know it even if there was any. Age- 16 Gender- Female Sexuality- She… well, she really doesn’t know, nor care. Bi-curious if anything. Appearance- No one could say that she wasn’t that bad looking of a person. Someone that you’d expect to be born into royalty, with the way she carries herself, and the way she looks. Her hair is a pale blonde, her eyes a bright green. Her skin tone is a slight tan. She’s got a scar shaped like a crescent moon on her left hand, from a time when she tried to pickpocket an armed mercenary. She’s around five foot six, and healthy for a person from her background. She’s somewhat athletic, although thin. She wears rather worn clothing, things she’s managed to buy or steal from her years of living on the streets. Her clothing is comprised of leather pants, something she stole from a shop at the age of fifteen, an off-white blouse that she bought from some cheap shop, a leather jacket - stolen, of course. She also has two leather boots, stolen from a person’s house. She has a few bracelets that she wears, made up of semi-precious stones, most of which are quartz. She wears a small golden necklace that she often tries to hide under her clothing. Personality- [Clever, Sly, Tough - Mistrusting, Arrogant, Shy] Having nothing to help you other than your wit often makes people train that ever so vital instrument. Simply put; she’s bloody clever. She can find ways around some sticky situations with ease, and can make new ideas, of course, given that she has some time to think. But she can also be somewhat arrogant, as she had been praised to be ‘the smartest person I know’ more than a few times - she was basically the go-to person in her little street-rat community if anyone was having trouble. You have to look the part of a thief to be a thief, so, she’s of course quite sly. She can get away with almost anything, within reason of course. She’s only been caught pickpocketing three, four times in her life. As for other, minor crimes, only a handful of times as well. Overall, she’s the type of person you’d rather have in front of you, rather than behind you, as you might find that you’re a few coins lighter. To live on the streets alone for most of your childhood life has to toughen a person up, as it did to her. Insults are things she can take, pain she can withstand, not having food for a day or so is easy, drinking nothing for most of the day is a walk in the park; what she cannot withstand is seeing someone she cares about get hurt. Perhaps this was a side effect of having lived in an environment where if your friend was hurt, they’d most likely die of some disease they contracted through the wound? That might be the case. Survival on your own meant that you couldn’t trust everyone you came across. So, of course, she became mistrusting of most individuals she encountered. She might smile and nod at what she said, but inside, she’s doubting every word they say. This led to her becoming good at reading people, telling if they were lying or not; which has saved her life repeatedly over her life. Being shy in such an inhospitable environment isn’t something that’s uncommon; most of the people she ‘knew’ were just that; shy. Yet, can you blame her? Her shyness came from the environment she grew up in, which was quite hostile, and led her to be quite timid in most social interactions. Rank- Candidate - Dragon. She’s also Sekkain, just for you to know. History- Alright, so, my instructor or master, whatever you wanna call the old doofus wanted me to write down my life in this book. I really don’t see the point… it’s not like anyone’s gonna read it, right? But still, it’s either this or I have to clean the stables… so yeah, I of course chose this. So, um… my life began as usual, I popped out of some random lady that I really never met, my father was some guy, most likely a soldier or some shit like that. Anyways, my mom died during childbirth, and I became an orphan. If you want to ask if I was saddened by this, I really wasn’t; I didn’t give a single flying fuck. Anyways, my next coming years were horrible; there was little food, my caretakers were manipulative, and one tried to… rape me at one point, which is an experience that I really don’t wanna tell anyone about, and moreso to a book that someone could pick up and read whenever they want. So, yeah, rape, bad childhood, other things. So, when I hit the age of ten, I was more or less tossed onto the streets. Costed too much to keep me around if no one was going to take me, or so I was told, even if the speaker was a complete idiot with a barely understandable accent. So, then began my career as a thief. And I was good, not great, but I could pickpocket and steal from the best of them. My first real crime got me a scar. Let’s just say that stealing from an armed, drunk guard isn’t the best of ideas… But, as time went along, I got better, more… experienced. And at the age of sixteen, I was confronted with a situation that I really couldn’t get around. I had hit hard times, harder than usual. Money was scarce, food was one of the things that I couldn’t get a hand on. So… with little choice, I joined the military, as a Candidate. And that has to be one of the worst choices I have ever made. [align=center]The writing ends here, a blot of ink covering whatever was underneath, possibly a name.[/align] Pet(s)- No pets, there’s no reason why she should or could have any. They take too much time and money to have. User Information Username- I think that you already know it. Contact- Ionmaster.113 on Skype… just tell me you’re from Sekkai before you request me. Or I’ll totally lose my marbles. Yourself- *screeches in some alien language* How did you find Sekkai? There were cracks. Some were tiny. Some were as big as the sky. Through some I saw worlds, and people. And through others I saw silence. And the end of all things. We fled to a nation like ours. And the crack snapped shut behind me. |
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