Faere

[Mimetic Memories]

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~Basic info~

Behind every great individual, there is that voice which keeps them going onward and toward their next great adventure. [/center][/i]

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Username ~ : Aldaron

Other characters ~ :Teramora

Is this character canon? ~ : No

Link to audition thread ~ : Non-canon. No audition thread.

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~Character Info~

Waking up in the morning, your thoughts are cluttered. It takes a moment for you to fully become aware of your surroundings, but once you do, everything about your life comes back to you.[/center][/b][/i]

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Name ~ : I am Faere, at least I think so. That's Fuh-ray.

Age ~ : I am 16

Birthplace ~ : I was born in Twilight Town

Gender ~ : I am Female

Race ~ : I am Human, I think. (Nobody.)

Special Class ~ : I have no special classification

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~Appearance~

As you are heading out the door of your house, a small glimmer of light catches your eye. You turn around and see a mirror, putting you face to face with your reflection.

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Physical appearance ~ : I have short ebony hair, with two large bangs in the forefront of two smaller ones. The large ones are closer to the center of my forehead than the smaller ones but their size is in width, not height, while the smaller ones are thinner, but reach halfway to my chin. I have dark green eyes that are monotone, as if there were something pushed between them and the world that was casting a shadow on their glint. They don't shine like they should. My face is pointed down with a small chin-bone. My ears lie flat against my head and my brows are moderately thick while I have little to no lashes to speak of. My nose is thin and only about three-quarters an inch long. From the side, one could almost swear a circular portion was cut out of it. I have no facial hair aside from my brows, and my skin is stone-grey throughout my lean body.

Clothing/Accessories ~ : I wear a black short made of linen that fits me tightly, but comfortably so. Its sleeves end about halfway to my elbow and it rests just below my waist. My legs are adorned with black denim jeans, with a faded spot on each knee that betrays their age. I wear no belt, as I don't need one. My shoes are simple black boots made out of leather with criss-cross laces and a small, circular pentagram on each heel. Over this I wear a maroon jacket with long sleeves. It has a hood which is usually kept up, and I usually only ever button it up to just above my heart. The cuffs of my sleeves halve a symbol embroidered in black. It is a cross with a semi-circle connecting the horizontal ends. I wear thick, black leather gloves that fit into my coat's sleeve.. somehow. I'm never seen without my jacket on, not if I have a choice.. that is.

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~Personality~

As you're walking through the door, you see many sights that influence your mood. The different feelings that suddenly wash over you are many, leaving you with a strange mix of emotions.

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Alignment ~ : Neutral, I waver along this thin fence.

Behavior ~ : Well, let's see.. I have no family. I find this grimly amusing; especially since I often catch individuals such as myself, often they're fantasizing about their parents or clinging to some hope. One might call me.. volatile. Yes, volatile describes me well, I believe. Just a ticking time-bomb. Tick.. Tick.. Tick.. One might say I'm childish; another would say I'm serious. But the truth of the matter is I'm serious in a childish manner. Or the other way around. I like the color red, if you couldn't guess. I often fantasize it being worn on a coat by several of my friends. Oh, that would be nice for once. A fair trade on the balance, perhaps. Perhaps I want to see the world burn, you say? I say, Hah. It will sooner freeze over, me thinks.

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~Weapons~

Suddenly, a Heartless appears in front of you, brandishing its claws and threatening to attack. You reach for your weapon and equip it, ready to defend yourself.

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Primary Weapon(s)

ID: My weapon? That's an unusual question, me thinks. My weapon is my burden. It is a steel pole. Don't mistake me. I like this pole. I sharpened the end over the years.
Quality: Despite how much I like it. It is just an average pole.

It's two yards long and likes to shine. Its not a solid pole, the interior is hollow, like a tube. Only, the end I usually jab with is solid. I don't want blood inside it, after all.

Secondary Weapon(s)

ID: A secondary weapon? My secondary weapon(s) are throwing darts. They're iron, not plastic, and very weighted. I have six of these throwing darts and I daresay I'm a good short.

The darts are relatively slim and about five inches long. They're ivory white and have ebony 'feathers' fletched along them. These are ebony black and adorned with pearl-white pentagrams.

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~Abilities~

Just as you're about to fight the creature, you feel the power of your ancestors filling you. The strength of a thousand men courses through your veins as you prepare for battle.

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AP left:

Pendellum
An invisible string with a length of two feet is projected and wraps itself around an object. The object is still affected by gravity. The string can be broken, but only if identified and cut with a weapon, preferably a blade. It can only focus on one object at a time, and said object cannot weigh more than I can lift. In this case, about.. 90 lbs. And that's with effort. The string retracts unless the user manipulates it. (E.g. Swings their arm, jumps, etc. Anything that might affect its position.) The string cannot be manipulated outside the laws of physics, even though it is made of magical energy. Or whatever you wanna call it.

Strength: Weak
Uses: 1 per 2 posts.


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Special Abilities

N/A


Minions

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Summons

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~History~

As you slay the last of the beasts, you put your weapon aside, and walk away, knowing your tale of bravery will be told for thousands of years to come.

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According to this old journal of mine, I was born in Twilight Town. How I ended up here, I don't know. But that's beside the point. I was, and am, an orphan. No parents, no one even has a clue about them. Not that I was in a basket on the doorstep; I just kinda.. showed up. Of course, people noticed. No one knew my name, so I named myself. I decided to be ironic in my this, as I based my name off of the word 'fairie'. Not that I really know why, anyway. I grew up simply, studying for school, avoiding the growing mob of would-be bullies, things like that- you know? But then I decided to get a little adventure. Since I had already denounced the rumors of the mansion, the steps, and the fountain, I decided to investigate the mystery train. That was the last thing written in my journal. Or, at least, the 'probably my' journal.

According to memories I can trust, I ended up in this weird, gray and moody town with a permanent night going on. And there were these weird monsters too, and a heart in the sky. Thoroughly disgruntled, I ran, carrying a pipe in my hand, that I had just realized was there. Somehow or another, it's not very clear, they had me cornered in one of the city's dank alleyways, with nothing but a brick wall to my back. I pressed against it and.. I don't know. The next thing I knew I was where I am now, Traverse Town. An equally dark but much friendlier and populated town.

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~Class~

Before you embark on your journey a vision comes upon you. You see three weapons in front of you.

~ A sword of terrible destruction - The power of the warrior: Invincible courage.

~ A shield to repel all - The power of the guardian: Kindness to aid friends.

~ A staff of wonder and ruin - The power of the mystic: Inner strength.

You know that one of them must be chosen. What power will you seek?

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I seek the shield, Ironically.

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~Other~

I can't remember anything before showing up in this weird, black city.

[Akito]

You wrote 'weigh' as 'way' I think in your ability description. Also, I'm still pretty unclear on what it does exactly. From what I can derive, it allows you to lift otherwise heavy objects with the string?

[Mimetic Memories]

Wrong. It's like a yo-yo string, only it's unbreakable unless cut with some form of sharp object. Not telekenisis, it's jsut tying a string around something, let's say a rock, and then swinging that rock around like it was a yo-yo, only the 'yo-yo' winds itself up unless I give sufficient momentum.

[Akito]

It seems more akin to a weapon than an ability, but if it is what you desire, then so be it.

Approved, locked and moved