Post by Iris|Kairi on Aug 7, 2008 2:36:59 GMT -5
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Username: iris
Gender: F
Other Character(s): The Jar
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Name: Annie Ivory
Alias: Ann, Annie, Ivy, Dark Red
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Alignment: Neutral
Origin: Floydayda of Seychelles- Mafia controlled world. Imagine Twilight Town crossed with the World that Never was
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Appearance:
[x]Annie[x]
Personality:
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Class: Warrior
Weapons:
Abilities:
[/li][li]Dissolve- Her sword’s blade weakens, allowing whatever it strikes to break it. It fades into millions of black particles. These can either be breathed in to hinder the opponent’s breathing for a couple turns, or the particles can stay external and hover around the opponent only to reform and draw the light-weight sword in to reform, causing it to pierce the skin through in a random place. The particles can only exist in a two feet diameter, and can only hang in the air for one post. In the next post it will either be breathed or reform with the blade.
[/li][li]Hint– Annie’s body and sword fades nearly out of sight. Detectable with concentration, but it allows her to either escape easier or sneak from view to mount a surprise attack. Her sword fades with her, leaving only a light shadow of itself. She can move around like this for up to three posts at a time before becoming completely visible again, and she can’t use this ability again for five turns.
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Username: iris
Gender: F
Other Character(s): The Jar
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.general.character.information.
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Name: Annie Ivory
Alias: Ann, Annie, Ivy, Dark Red
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Alignment: Neutral
Origin: Floydayda of Seychelles- Mafia controlled world. Imagine Twilight Town crossed with the World that Never was
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Appearance:
[x]Annie[x]
Physical Features:
The woman really looks like a teen from far away. She’s shapely and thin, standing at 5’6”. Her hands are dainty with piano fingers, legs long and attractive. She’s a pale shade of peach and isn’t fond of tanning.
Facial Features:
Annie’s eyes are an olive green, pupils only a slight shade darker than the iris. Her hair is blond and down to her shoulder’s, flicked with gold. Really it’s a choppy style with chunky bangs hanging in points in her eyes. Her brows are blond as well, thin and arched just enough to make her seem apathetic. Using limited make-up if any, usually she looks natural in earth tones. Her face is round with an average nose, proportioned but slightly thin lips, and almond shaped eyes.
She has a very light scar running from the corner of her right eye, down her rounded cheek to her neck, where it stops midway down the neck and curves away. Her hair covers it some.
Clothing:
Her torso boasts a soft, comfy looking black and gray striped long sleeved sweater. The sleeves are oversized and long, though sometimes she rolls them up high. Her bottom half is either in average black jeans or black shorts. She hates shoes, so she rarely wears them, and when she does they are small sneakers or maybe black boots. She prefers not to.
Despite the normal clothes, she wears a ghostly, fluttering red cloak that seems to have a life of its own. It’s always moving in an imaginary wind around and behind her, ragged and ripped pieces fading away only to reform. Kinda creepy, really. She keeps her hood up if she can help it.
Miscellaneous Items/Articles:
No jewelry or anything else.
Personality:
Resolve: She wants to find the people responsible for killing her mom and wrecking her life and take their life away just as suddenly as they stole the happy lives out from under the girl and her mother.
Fears: She afraid of love. She afraid of attachment. This is because she doesn’t know how to react; what to do or say or expect. It’s foreign and unfamiliar, and thus deemed scary.
Hopes: To somehow get a sense of closure or revenge for her mother’s death and her stunted, twisted life.
Hobbies: Messing around with her ghostly abilities, hanging out in reasonably quiet dives, dim lit and dull.
Public Personality/Private Personality:
Annie is very…aloof. The girl can be very uncaring and nonchalant, yet with an overtone of natural, unavoidable awkwardness. Annie doesn’t know how to act. She’s the queen of blank expressions being violent in an awkward way. You could say she has a short fuse and very limited patience.
For example, something perturbs her, she's not sure on what, but it bothers her. She roughs it up and maybe even tries to actually hurt it quite badly depending on degree of irk. Say a man tries to come on to her. Perhaps she'll play into it, and then suddenly she drop the ruse and give him an odd look or a twitch of brow, maybe say something, then proceed to make him bleed. Hurt him as his punishment.
She’s perfectly capable of calm conversation. She very, very rarely get’s overly excited, and the look on her face (or lack there of) hints she hasn’t smiled in a very long time.
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Class: Warrior
Weapons:
Weapon Name: Faded Ebony
Weapon Description: A long black sword about 5 feet tall. Its two edged, but the edges are so ragged and uneven it looks to be very dull and painful. A girl her size shouldn’t be able to handle it…if it weren’t lighter in weight than it looks. Though it’s shiny like some type of metal, in hand it really feels no heavier than a very soft, airy vine charcoal. It’s twisted and horned hilt makes it look…evil. Curious.
Unique Notes:
Abilities:
Base Ability: Fade[/li][li]Speed Spirit- Annie’s legs, starting at mid thigh, start fading into a ghostly translucent. Her feet raise only about three inches off the ground, and this allows her to effortlessly glide at 15MPH, not too much faster than a running speed. Just faster than a human, still easy to keep track of.
Sub Abilities:
[/li][li]Dissolve- Her sword’s blade weakens, allowing whatever it strikes to break it. It fades into millions of black particles. These can either be breathed in to hinder the opponent’s breathing for a couple turns, or the particles can stay external and hover around the opponent only to reform and draw the light-weight sword in to reform, causing it to pierce the skin through in a random place. The particles can only exist in a two feet diameter, and can only hang in the air for one post. In the next post it will either be breathed or reform with the blade.
[/li][li]Hint– Annie’s body and sword fades nearly out of sight. Detectable with concentration, but it allows her to either escape easier or sneak from view to mount a surprise attack. Her sword fades with her, leaving only a light shadow of itself. She can move around like this for up to three posts at a time before becoming completely visible again, and she can’t use this ability again for five turns.
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History:
Once upon a time, there was a little girl. She was born to a happy family. Her father disappeared before her clear eyesight had developed, leaving her to only know her mother. It was a fairly normal childhood for a girl living on a world where a mob controlled everything and kept everyone living in a glum dreary fear. It was normal.
All was peachy until Annie had just turned three. A random lady that lived not too far away did something bad. Annie had only seen her a couple times at the market. Well, the lady kills her mob husband, then she decides to kill as many mob members as she could. At some point it struck the deranged woman to frame other people for the killings. Annie's mother was one of those framed, and thus when the mob decided to take revenge, the lady and her son lead them to the quiet household of the single mom and her small blond child.
They all rushed in, one man taking the liberty of relieving Mrs. Ivory of her life as she clung to her small wailing child. The child received a wound to the face, so the bloody orphan was taken down the street to a lone man. The mob was at least sensible enough to not kill an innocent little girl.
That man, bearing something of a cold, but still sympathetic enough heart took the child and raised her. “Raising” meaning he never allowed her to call him father or get close enough to get attached. No boo-boos were kissed, no broken hearts mended, no otherwise parental presence… but he did provide for her. She was kept warm, clothed, fed and educated.
All of this is probably the cause of her emotional detachment and awkward short temper, as well as why she felt something was missing enough to finally come to the conclusion that maybe trying to find out why her mother was killed and who’s fault it was was a good idea. She may be a bit…uncaring, but every being has a longing for their mother, especially then that mother was stolen away.
Annie has recently come across the information that possibly the people responsible, mod or not, have left her home world to travel the widely unknown universe of Kingdom Hearts. Obviously she had to leave as well in pursuit, though it took her quite a few years to obtain the skills to fade from one world and appear on another without killing herself.
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