Post by Desoto on Jun 19, 2009 20:58:55 GMT -5
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All About You[/color]
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Name| Xefing
Age| 18
Gender| Female
Race/Species| Nobody
Alignment| Neutral
Loyalties| Mostly to herself
Personality| Most of the time Xefing is warm and friendly; sometimes very hyper with those she knows very well, seeing that she’s a very emotional nobody. With those she doesn't know very well, she is quiet, reserved and cautious. Xefing is most of the time laid back and has anger management issues. She prefers to be alone to think and hates loud noises. Due to her somebody’s past experiences with others, she is very cautious around others she does not know and keeps her distance until she gets to know them better.
She is very talkative and optimistic at times. Xefing has some mood swings that can turn her into a very different person. One minute, she can be your best friend in the world, the next, she can be cold, dark and silent. Xefing has a love for heights and can be seen on dark nights sitting on top of tall buildings staring off into space. Trees are a favorite too. She is a very observant nobody and can read others very well and judge their personality by the way they act.
Xefing doesn't have any ticklish spots but around her waist up and stomach, she is very ticklish. She squeaks and giggles and it doesn't take much force to tickle her and get her laughing around that area. She goes on the defensive by hugging her sides and getting away from whoever is tickling her. She gets violent when being tickled; kicking and hitting. Unless she doesn't want to be touched at all, she'll bite as a last resort or stab with the spiked end of her tiger head swords. She doesn't like others finding out about her tickle spots and keeps this to herself. Unless by some accident that gets her poked in the stomach, her arms and hands fly down to hug that spot and jump back, or it ends up with a sword sticking out of someone...
Xefing loves sweet things and always carries some chocolate around. She hates hard candies and avoids them. You would think that Xefing would be someone that eats vegetables and fruits but its quite the reverse. She likes fatty foods and eats certain salads. If she likes it, she’ll eat it, she says. Xefing is sensitive to how people feel and is at times, clueless as to what to do and will try to make them laugh or at least feel better.
Appearance| Xefing is seen almost all the time wearing her Organization XIII coat; underneath, she wears loose black pants and a black t-shirt. Her more personal items is a enormous black feather that is surprisingly strong, a bone white deer antler and a huge claw that belonged to some animal. She looks like most teens, with a slender and well built body. Her black hair falls to her waist, held up in a pony tail when she's working or doing something that requires it to be held up; other than that, she wears it down and it's still growing. Xefing has bangs that hang a little bit over her eyes, giving her a childish and immature look that reflects her young personality. She is relatively skinny and stands about 5'4'' tall. Xefing is well built for a fighter, yet slim and very fast. Her dark green eyes have a warm look but sometimes when her mood changes, her stare can be cold and uncaring.
If she ever wears anything different than her usual attire, then she wears black, baggy pants, similar to Raxas’, and a gray colored tank top. Her dark pants have many pockets and a few buckles that can be used to carry small items discreetly. She has a pretty face and is attractive in her personality and looks. Xefing tends to sometimes make exaggerated movements with her hands to get her point across. She walks lightly and quickly as if she is in a hurry. Unless she is pissed off, her light walking turns to stomping and becomes louder than normal.
She is kind of short, standing around 5'4", as you already know and weighing around 122 pounds. She not a built figure but not a stick figure. She's caught in between, and doesn't really care much about it; unless someone teases her. She is strong in the lower body and strong in the upper body, though her coat hides it and makes her look delicate and breakable. Her eyes are acid green and shows what she really feels; empty. She has a tan complexion, her black bangs falling to her eyebrows, giving her a mischievous look.
History| Before Xefing was created, Feing LunarMoon Garnet was born. Unlike the other children her age, she preferred animals then human company. She had come to love animals more than ‘Humans’. She hated them but narrowed down her hatred to those who deserved it, singling out people who wore fur and viewed animals as items. It was understandable she had a wild knack for animals since she spent most of her time with them. When no one could calm a spirited pony, Feing would calmly walk up to it and take its head in her hands and whisper calming and reassuring words into its ear until it calmed down.
Feing was a calm and laid back girl and was always joking around, never taking anything seriously it seemed. She was a trouble maker and her parents scolded her and grounded her for punishment if she did anything wrong. She loved her family and would often sneak off at night to sit and watch the stars and get some fresh air, even if they forbade her to. Feing had done this many times and had nothing to worry about. To her, night and darkness was the best time of any day.
One night, while she was sitting on the rooftop of her house, she managed to see with the bright light of the full moon, swarms of Heartless. She jumped up and yelled, waking her parents and them in turn waking the neighbors. Feing, quickly scurried down the wall onto the street to hopefully distract the heartless that where advancing, quicker now, for the humans had stepped out of their homes to flee. Everyone was panicking and seeing some children cower and be attacked by a group of heartless, Feing made such a fuss, trying to distract them from the children who were trying to escape, but failed.
They were everywhere. Most of the adults put up a fight while the older brothers or sisters tried to shield younger siblings from the heartless. Feing fought as well, but soon fell to the heartless. The darkness overwhelmed her, but her heart was strong and fought back, refusing to fall.
Cold, green eyes opened to the odd shaped moon hovering above a city. A female figure sat up; her long hair in a mess and strangely calm and collected. The head titled upwards, eyes full of confusion of trying to remember where she was and how she got there. A name, birth place, anything. A voice cut through the silence. She looked up to see a figure standing in front of her.
"Come with me." Short and straight to the point. She moved to her feet and followed the figure to a castle. Where the rest of the nobodies awaited the return of Xemnas who had said he would return with a new member.
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With Great Power…
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Weapons| Made of light and surprisingly strong, flexible metal, the tiger heads measure up to 38’’. Their look is outlandish but, their distinctly attractive appearance, gives them great inventiveness and utility. Unlike other weapons, most of which have only one or two striking surfaces, Xefing’s tiger-Head swords can be used at a variety of ranges in a many ways. The dagger-blades and the crescent moon guards can be used for slashing and stabbing at close range. The blades and hooks can cut, penetrate, and even catch enemy weapons (or the enemy) at medium range. The swords can also be hooked together and lashed out for great, sweeping cuts at long range. Her powers don't channel into her swords; they're more for show and for assistance in fights, seeing that she fights more with hand to hand styles.
She is known for taking almost anything, be it even the smallest thing like a pencil or a flimsy fan, and turning it into a weapon. Though she uses her swords from time to time, she carries a large black fan the length of her forearm with a dragon printed on it. She uses it to fan herself to keep cool, using it for battle, or just for show.
Xefing is a graceful and fast fighter, depending on speed, rather then brute strength. The first few minuets into the fight, she goes on the defense intending to find out the weaknesses of the enemy and determine their fighting style. After she has concluded what style and how they use it, she then goes on the offense, attacking to kill. In her eyes, if the enemy deserves it, she'll kill them slowly, otherwise, she makes the death swift and as painless as possible.
She uses both the fan and her swords often and enjoys learning new moves and techniques with them. Unless Xefing feels threatened or uneasy in anyway, she will not hesitate to point out she will attack without a second thought.
Abilities|
Items| N/A
Fighting Style| Xefing likes close range rather than long range. And she will just charge into the enemy to take them by surprise and cause the most damage.
She chains her attacks so and thinks ahead to win, planning out all of her moves, weighing the possibilities and the outcomes to decide on a course of action before attacking. Her favorite way of finishing off a fight is slicing open her opponents belly open and ripping out their innards. In short, she is a reckless fighter and has little to no defense moves.
Other Information| She has pets. Four in total. Cub is a fully grown Siberian Tiger, Blue is a Black Panther, Mamba is a black Mamba and Redwood is an Red Eagle.
RP Sample| “Oh, just great…” Xefing turned around in a circle, looking at the vast hallways. “Gah…You really can get lost in here….” Her light footsteps echoed off the walls and considerably louder that she intended them to be. The silence was defending and she was afraid to even breathe to break it.
“Ok, so maybe I shouldn’t have zoned out while walking around like a zombie…” She blinked looking up, positively clueless. She continued walking, getting closer to the left wall with the windows. Her hand lightly brushed the side of the wall as she walked, her eyes scanning floor. She stopped and perked up a little bit. “I do know where the kitchen is. But, what if the other members are there…” she trialed off at the thought. Xefing only got to see their faces, not actually talk. And some of them intimidated her a bit as well.
A gust of air confronted her as she took another step. For a moment, Xefing forgot where she was and just stood there enjoying the cool feeling. Once it stopped she opened her eyes and continued on to her destination. “Wait…” She did not recall seeing any on the windows open and the wind was to strong to be natural… Xefing snapped her head up and began walking faster looking over her shoulder. “Wasn’t that guy with the lances the wind dude?...” Xefing overheard some of the members talking about him getting drunk and stabbing people. “Oh, crap..”
Xefing looked over her shoulder one last time before rounding the corner. SPLAT! The sound of something smashed into her face and fell with a plop at her feet. She coughed and heard laughter. Two people laughing. Xefing slowly raised her hands and wiped the cream from her face. As her eyes fell to the floor she saw the remains of a smashed pie and a large fan of some sort. The laughter continued, breaking up with gasps of air. Her startled look turned into a frown as her eyes rested on the tall red head and his short companion.
She sucked in a breath and coughed wiping the rest of the pie off of her face. Axel was still laughing hunched over while Roxas had stopped as he noticed Xefing walking towards them silently and a killing intention burning in her eyes.
“Aw man, did you see that?! Priceless!” Axel yelled and straightened holding his hand to his mouth to stop laughing. His Green eyes focused on the Female walking towards him. “Hey, it was all a joke.” He said with a smile still plastered across his face.
“Axel…..” Roxas tugged at his friend’s sleeve, warily watching Xefing advance closer.
Her green eyes didn’t hold warmth anymore. They were cold and like hard polished stones focused intently on Axel and Roxas. “You two…” Her hands opened and closed at her sides and balled into fists. A silver mist surrounded her clenched hands and disappeared replaced by stainless steel glinting on the light fell on it. Xefing quickened her pace, in a bowed motion, her arms back to deliver a sweeping cut. “You’ll pay for that!!!”
Axel’s eyes widened and so did Roxas’. He turned and fled down the hall. “Run Roxas! Run as if the gates of the underworld were at your feet!!” The little nobody was already running as if his life depended on it. “Whaaaa!! Axel, I told you this was a bad idea!!!”
All About You[/color]
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Name| Xefing
Age| 18
Gender| Female
Race/Species| Nobody
Alignment| Neutral
Loyalties| Mostly to herself
Personality| Most of the time Xefing is warm and friendly; sometimes very hyper with those she knows very well, seeing that she’s a very emotional nobody. With those she doesn't know very well, she is quiet, reserved and cautious. Xefing is most of the time laid back and has anger management issues. She prefers to be alone to think and hates loud noises. Due to her somebody’s past experiences with others, she is very cautious around others she does not know and keeps her distance until she gets to know them better.
She is very talkative and optimistic at times. Xefing has some mood swings that can turn her into a very different person. One minute, she can be your best friend in the world, the next, she can be cold, dark and silent. Xefing has a love for heights and can be seen on dark nights sitting on top of tall buildings staring off into space. Trees are a favorite too. She is a very observant nobody and can read others very well and judge their personality by the way they act.
Xefing doesn't have any ticklish spots but around her waist up and stomach, she is very ticklish. She squeaks and giggles and it doesn't take much force to tickle her and get her laughing around that area. She goes on the defensive by hugging her sides and getting away from whoever is tickling her. She gets violent when being tickled; kicking and hitting. Unless she doesn't want to be touched at all, she'll bite as a last resort or stab with the spiked end of her tiger head swords. She doesn't like others finding out about her tickle spots and keeps this to herself. Unless by some accident that gets her poked in the stomach, her arms and hands fly down to hug that spot and jump back, or it ends up with a sword sticking out of someone...
Xefing loves sweet things and always carries some chocolate around. She hates hard candies and avoids them. You would think that Xefing would be someone that eats vegetables and fruits but its quite the reverse. She likes fatty foods and eats certain salads. If she likes it, she’ll eat it, she says. Xefing is sensitive to how people feel and is at times, clueless as to what to do and will try to make them laugh or at least feel better.
Appearance| Xefing is seen almost all the time wearing her Organization XIII coat; underneath, she wears loose black pants and a black t-shirt. Her more personal items is a enormous black feather that is surprisingly strong, a bone white deer antler and a huge claw that belonged to some animal. She looks like most teens, with a slender and well built body. Her black hair falls to her waist, held up in a pony tail when she's working or doing something that requires it to be held up; other than that, she wears it down and it's still growing. Xefing has bangs that hang a little bit over her eyes, giving her a childish and immature look that reflects her young personality. She is relatively skinny and stands about 5'4'' tall. Xefing is well built for a fighter, yet slim and very fast. Her dark green eyes have a warm look but sometimes when her mood changes, her stare can be cold and uncaring.
If she ever wears anything different than her usual attire, then she wears black, baggy pants, similar to Raxas’, and a gray colored tank top. Her dark pants have many pockets and a few buckles that can be used to carry small items discreetly. She has a pretty face and is attractive in her personality and looks. Xefing tends to sometimes make exaggerated movements with her hands to get her point across. She walks lightly and quickly as if she is in a hurry. Unless she is pissed off, her light walking turns to stomping and becomes louder than normal.
She is kind of short, standing around 5'4", as you already know and weighing around 122 pounds. She not a built figure but not a stick figure. She's caught in between, and doesn't really care much about it; unless someone teases her. She is strong in the lower body and strong in the upper body, though her coat hides it and makes her look delicate and breakable. Her eyes are acid green and shows what she really feels; empty. She has a tan complexion, her black bangs falling to her eyebrows, giving her a mischievous look.
History| Before Xefing was created, Feing LunarMoon Garnet was born. Unlike the other children her age, she preferred animals then human company. She had come to love animals more than ‘Humans’. She hated them but narrowed down her hatred to those who deserved it, singling out people who wore fur and viewed animals as items. It was understandable she had a wild knack for animals since she spent most of her time with them. When no one could calm a spirited pony, Feing would calmly walk up to it and take its head in her hands and whisper calming and reassuring words into its ear until it calmed down.
Feing was a calm and laid back girl and was always joking around, never taking anything seriously it seemed. She was a trouble maker and her parents scolded her and grounded her for punishment if she did anything wrong. She loved her family and would often sneak off at night to sit and watch the stars and get some fresh air, even if they forbade her to. Feing had done this many times and had nothing to worry about. To her, night and darkness was the best time of any day.
One night, while she was sitting on the rooftop of her house, she managed to see with the bright light of the full moon, swarms of Heartless. She jumped up and yelled, waking her parents and them in turn waking the neighbors. Feing, quickly scurried down the wall onto the street to hopefully distract the heartless that where advancing, quicker now, for the humans had stepped out of their homes to flee. Everyone was panicking and seeing some children cower and be attacked by a group of heartless, Feing made such a fuss, trying to distract them from the children who were trying to escape, but failed.
They were everywhere. Most of the adults put up a fight while the older brothers or sisters tried to shield younger siblings from the heartless. Feing fought as well, but soon fell to the heartless. The darkness overwhelmed her, but her heart was strong and fought back, refusing to fall.
Cold, green eyes opened to the odd shaped moon hovering above a city. A female figure sat up; her long hair in a mess and strangely calm and collected. The head titled upwards, eyes full of confusion of trying to remember where she was and how she got there. A name, birth place, anything. A voice cut through the silence. She looked up to see a figure standing in front of her.
"Come with me." Short and straight to the point. She moved to her feet and followed the figure to a castle. Where the rest of the nobodies awaited the return of Xemnas who had said he would return with a new member.
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With Great Power…
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Weapons| Made of light and surprisingly strong, flexible metal, the tiger heads measure up to 38’’. Their look is outlandish but, their distinctly attractive appearance, gives them great inventiveness and utility. Unlike other weapons, most of which have only one or two striking surfaces, Xefing’s tiger-Head swords can be used at a variety of ranges in a many ways. The dagger-blades and the crescent moon guards can be used for slashing and stabbing at close range. The blades and hooks can cut, penetrate, and even catch enemy weapons (or the enemy) at medium range. The swords can also be hooked together and lashed out for great, sweeping cuts at long range. Her powers don't channel into her swords; they're more for show and for assistance in fights, seeing that she fights more with hand to hand styles.
She is known for taking almost anything, be it even the smallest thing like a pencil or a flimsy fan, and turning it into a weapon. Though she uses her swords from time to time, she carries a large black fan the length of her forearm with a dragon printed on it. She uses it to fan herself to keep cool, using it for battle, or just for show.
Xefing is a graceful and fast fighter, depending on speed, rather then brute strength. The first few minuets into the fight, she goes on the defense intending to find out the weaknesses of the enemy and determine their fighting style. After she has concluded what style and how they use it, she then goes on the offense, attacking to kill. In her eyes, if the enemy deserves it, she'll kill them slowly, otherwise, she makes the death swift and as painless as possible.
She uses both the fan and her swords often and enjoys learning new moves and techniques with them. Unless Xefing feels threatened or uneasy in anyway, she will not hesitate to point out she will attack without a second thought.
Abilities|
- {Ability Name 1}: Xefing's power is being able to converse with creatures as well as taking on their senses and power for a limited amount of time. That also means that, if it has existed before, such as dinosaurs and saber tooth tigers, she can take on those qualities as well. For example, when fighting, she can call upon the power of the tiger, saying something that indicates what animal she is borrowing power from. Despite her love for modern day creatures, she likes to use long dead animal characteristics because little is known about the extent of damage that can be done by them when in battle.
- {Ability Name 2}: Untamed: There are times, however, when she suppresses her homicidal tendencies. That energy builds up until her mental barrier breaks and she slips into a frenzy of mass murder and chaos. Afterwards, a splitting headache will form behind her right eye, and the usual color of that eye turns to a burnt yellow with a slit pupil, reflecting her demonic nature. This only occurs right after a mass killing or she gets a taste of blood and lasts for a few minutes to an hour at most.
- {Ability Name 3}:She can talk for hours. Fair warning.
Items| N/A
Fighting Style| Xefing likes close range rather than long range. And she will just charge into the enemy to take them by surprise and cause the most damage.
She chains her attacks so and thinks ahead to win, planning out all of her moves, weighing the possibilities and the outcomes to decide on a course of action before attacking. Her favorite way of finishing off a fight is slicing open her opponents belly open and ripping out their innards. In short, she is a reckless fighter and has little to no defense moves.
Other Information| She has pets. Four in total. Cub is a fully grown Siberian Tiger, Blue is a Black Panther, Mamba is a black Mamba and Redwood is an Red Eagle.
RP Sample| “Oh, just great…” Xefing turned around in a circle, looking at the vast hallways. “Gah…You really can get lost in here….” Her light footsteps echoed off the walls and considerably louder that she intended them to be. The silence was defending and she was afraid to even breathe to break it.
“Ok, so maybe I shouldn’t have zoned out while walking around like a zombie…” She blinked looking up, positively clueless. She continued walking, getting closer to the left wall with the windows. Her hand lightly brushed the side of the wall as she walked, her eyes scanning floor. She stopped and perked up a little bit. “I do know where the kitchen is. But, what if the other members are there…” she trialed off at the thought. Xefing only got to see their faces, not actually talk. And some of them intimidated her a bit as well.
A gust of air confronted her as she took another step. For a moment, Xefing forgot where she was and just stood there enjoying the cool feeling. Once it stopped she opened her eyes and continued on to her destination. “Wait…” She did not recall seeing any on the windows open and the wind was to strong to be natural… Xefing snapped her head up and began walking faster looking over her shoulder. “Wasn’t that guy with the lances the wind dude?...” Xefing overheard some of the members talking about him getting drunk and stabbing people. “Oh, crap..”
Xefing looked over her shoulder one last time before rounding the corner. SPLAT! The sound of something smashed into her face and fell with a plop at her feet. She coughed and heard laughter. Two people laughing. Xefing slowly raised her hands and wiped the cream from her face. As her eyes fell to the floor she saw the remains of a smashed pie and a large fan of some sort. The laughter continued, breaking up with gasps of air. Her startled look turned into a frown as her eyes rested on the tall red head and his short companion.
She sucked in a breath and coughed wiping the rest of the pie off of her face. Axel was still laughing hunched over while Roxas had stopped as he noticed Xefing walking towards them silently and a killing intention burning in her eyes.
“Aw man, did you see that?! Priceless!” Axel yelled and straightened holding his hand to his mouth to stop laughing. His Green eyes focused on the Female walking towards him. “Hey, it was all a joke.” He said with a smile still plastered across his face.
“Axel…..” Roxas tugged at his friend’s sleeve, warily watching Xefing advance closer.
Her green eyes didn’t hold warmth anymore. They were cold and like hard polished stones focused intently on Axel and Roxas. “You two…” Her hands opened and closed at her sides and balled into fists. A silver mist surrounded her clenched hands and disappeared replaced by stainless steel glinting on the light fell on it. Xefing quickened her pace, in a bowed motion, her arms back to deliver a sweeping cut. “You’ll pay for that!!!”
Axel’s eyes widened and so did Roxas’. He turned and fled down the hall. “Run Roxas! Run as if the gates of the underworld were at your feet!!” The little nobody was already running as if his life depended on it. “Whaaaa!! Axel, I told you this was a bad idea!!!”
