Post by Lebis on Apr 25, 2008 19:10:01 GMT -5
.PC Information|:.
[/li][li]PC Name: Lebis
[/li][li]PC Appearance:
[/li][li]PC Job: Blade Brandier.
[/li][li]PC Age: 15.
[/li][li]PC Gender: Female.
[/li][li]PC Hair Color: Royal blue.
[/li][li]PC Eye Color: Crystalline blue.
[/li][li]PC Height: 5'1''.
[/li][li]PC Weight: 124 lbs.
[/li][li]PC Clothing Style: Clothed in cerulean and peculiarly blue-violets, sleeves weren't visible on shoulders, but clothing itself was palpable. A technical look, cuffs adorned wrists, and skirt inscribed with meticulous patterns and laces draped slightly above her knees.
[/li][li]PC Physical Traits: Glasses. (:
[/li][li]PC Personality: A lot like Pi's personality, but not obsessive on the contrary. Sharp and witty, will purposely make people feel dull-witted if they try to upshow her. Very finicky about friends and has an intense trust issue. Loyal and sticks up for what is right. Not afraid to speak her mind (one of the reasons why some staff of another game dislike me). Makes intense observations and then judges.
[/li][li]Fighting Sytle: Strategy. I do not circle mindlessly and find a weakness, however. That leaves me prone to the same thing from the opponent. Nor will I fly into battle with an audacious demeanour.
[/li][li]Strengths: Ability to display sincere resolution for tiny self-confidence. Boldness, pride, intellect, beauty, expert with words and manipulation. Capable of leading allies, taunting enemies into madness. Will not back down even it the opponent will completely destroy her. Keeps up morale. Character in battle can take more than average physical damage.
[/li][li]Weaknesses: Pride may be a strength, but it is also my major weakness. One attacks my pride or discriminates, per say, through character, I become atrocious and sharp-witted. Susceptible to anger, lowers ability to defend well because of it. Character in battle can take less than average magic damage.
.Weapon Information|:.
[/li][li]Weapon Name: (Ill) Malice.
[/li][li]Weapon Type: Blade Sword.
[/li][li]Weapon Appearance: Vapour breathes from Arctic pours, violet ribbon entwining the nevermelting ice matter blade. You can ask for a photo personally if you are that curious.
[/li][li]Weapon Abilities: Slot 1: Backstab (from what my knowledge on .hack// is that every back hit IS critical, regardless) . Slot 2+3 (later on): Charm Attack (Maiden's Hair takes up two, correct?)
.Real World Information|:.
[/li][li]Real Name: Sylfia Yokozoru.
[/li][li]Real Appearance: Since a photo will not be provided, the bullets listed below tell of a described appearance.
[/li][li]Real Occupation: Student.
[/li][li]Real Age: 15.
[/li][li]Real Gender: Female.
[/li][li]Real Hair Color: Blends of reds and browns.
[/li][li]Real Eye Color: Brown with gold-like specks and black (common) likes through iris.
[/li][li]Real Height: N/A
[/li][li]Real Weight: N/A
[/li][li]Real Clothing Style: Classic, but poppy at the same time. I do not dress poorly and I make sure my state of poverty is not revealed.
[/li][li]Real Physical Traits: Glasses.
[/li][li]Real Personality: Same as my character, yes.
[/li][li]Parents: A mother and a father.
[/li][li]Siblings: Two brothers.
[/li][li]Relatives: I am comfortable with saying my name, yes, but the privacy of my kin will remain confidential.
[/li][li]History: N/A
.Role Playing Information|:.
[/li][li]Sample RP
The smell of seawater stung the hairs of Lebis's nose, but it's warmth comforted her hostile temper. The gentle breeze sent leaves to dance in the wind, their display persuading me to breathe in the water's remedy. Massaging her toes into the glistening snow coloured sand, she became entranced by the scenery. Gently, Lebis placed the palm of her hand atop the hilt of Malice, it's ironic name countering the calm atmosphere. Swiftly, the woman's eyes glinted mercilessly in the sparkling twilight of the silver moon, aggression manipulating mentality into striking the water's surface, trailed by shards of ice as the smooth razor-like blade slit through the permeable water. Quietly, the sardonic expression faded into her once subtle, smiling gaze. Her sudden urges were becoming a slight endemic in her blood, as well as the last generation of her family..
[/li][li]PC Name: Lebis
[/li][li]PC Appearance:
[/li][li]PC Job: Blade Brandier.
[/li][li]PC Age: 15.
[/li][li]PC Gender: Female.
[/li][li]PC Hair Color: Royal blue.
[/li][li]PC Eye Color: Crystalline blue.
[/li][li]PC Height: 5'1''.
[/li][li]PC Weight: 124 lbs.
[/li][li]PC Clothing Style: Clothed in cerulean and peculiarly blue-violets, sleeves weren't visible on shoulders, but clothing itself was palpable. A technical look, cuffs adorned wrists, and skirt inscribed with meticulous patterns and laces draped slightly above her knees.
[/li][li]PC Physical Traits: Glasses. (:
[/li][li]PC Personality: A lot like Pi's personality, but not obsessive on the contrary. Sharp and witty, will purposely make people feel dull-witted if they try to upshow her. Very finicky about friends and has an intense trust issue. Loyal and sticks up for what is right. Not afraid to speak her mind (one of the reasons why some staff of another game dislike me). Makes intense observations and then judges.
[/li][li]Fighting Sytle: Strategy. I do not circle mindlessly and find a weakness, however. That leaves me prone to the same thing from the opponent. Nor will I fly into battle with an audacious demeanour.
[/li][li]Strengths: Ability to display sincere resolution for tiny self-confidence. Boldness, pride, intellect, beauty, expert with words and manipulation. Capable of leading allies, taunting enemies into madness. Will not back down even it the opponent will completely destroy her. Keeps up morale. Character in battle can take more than average physical damage.
[/li][li]Weaknesses: Pride may be a strength, but it is also my major weakness. One attacks my pride or discriminates, per say, through character, I become atrocious and sharp-witted. Susceptible to anger, lowers ability to defend well because of it. Character in battle can take less than average magic damage.
.Weapon Information|:.
[/li][li]Weapon Name: (Ill) Malice.
[/li][li]Weapon Type: Blade Sword.
[/li][li]Weapon Appearance: Vapour breathes from Arctic pours, violet ribbon entwining the nevermelting ice matter blade. You can ask for a photo personally if you are that curious.
[/li][li]Weapon Abilities: Slot 1: Backstab (from what my knowledge on .hack// is that every back hit IS critical, regardless) . Slot 2+3 (later on): Charm Attack (Maiden's Hair takes up two, correct?)
.Real World Information|:.
[/li][li]Real Name: Sylfia Yokozoru.
[/li][li]Real Appearance: Since a photo will not be provided, the bullets listed below tell of a described appearance.
[/li][li]Real Occupation: Student.
[/li][li]Real Age: 15.
[/li][li]Real Gender: Female.
[/li][li]Real Hair Color: Blends of reds and browns.
[/li][li]Real Eye Color: Brown with gold-like specks and black (common) likes through iris.
[/li][li]Real Height: N/A
[/li][li]Real Weight: N/A
[/li][li]Real Clothing Style: Classic, but poppy at the same time. I do not dress poorly and I make sure my state of poverty is not revealed.
[/li][li]Real Physical Traits: Glasses.
[/li][li]Real Personality: Same as my character, yes.
[/li][li]Parents: A mother and a father.
[/li][li]Siblings: Two brothers.
[/li][li]Relatives: I am comfortable with saying my name, yes, but the privacy of my kin will remain confidential.
[/li][li]History: N/A
.Role Playing Information|:.
[/li][li]Sample RP
The smell of seawater stung the hairs of Lebis's nose, but it's warmth comforted her hostile temper. The gentle breeze sent leaves to dance in the wind, their display persuading me to breathe in the water's remedy. Massaging her toes into the glistening snow coloured sand, she became entranced by the scenery. Gently, Lebis placed the palm of her hand atop the hilt of Malice, it's ironic name countering the calm atmosphere. Swiftly, the woman's eyes glinted mercilessly in the sparkling twilight of the silver moon, aggression manipulating mentality into striking the water's surface, trailed by shards of ice as the smooth razor-like blade slit through the permeable water. Quietly, the sardonic expression faded into her once subtle, smiling gaze. Her sudden urges were becoming a slight endemic in her blood, as well as the last generation of her family..