Cid Highwind// DRINK. YOUR. GODDAMN. TEA!

[cid]

grey skies & light fading ,,



"You sit your ass down in that chair and drink your goddamn TEA!"

THE OOC SECTION
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CHARACTER NAME

Cid Highwind

CHARACTER DESCRIPTION

Cid is a blond haired man of thirty four, standing around five ten. He often has a pair of flight goggles propped on his forehead, and instances where a cigarette isn't in his mouth are unusual. In typical situations, Cid wears a simple blue shirt and green pants stuffed in to brown boots, with a pair of brown leather gloves on his hands and usually sporting a blue flight jacket. Finally, his outfit has a white flight scarf. As he doesn't care much for different clothing, most of his outfits are the same besides the number of grease stains on them.

CHARACTER PERSONALITY

Cid is an outspoken man with a foul mouth, but a kind heart. He has a passion for machines, and since his youth dreamed of being the first man to visit space, a dream he accomplished later in life. He is known for a never-give-up attitude and for being profoundly insightful despite his rough exterior. Though he speaks harshly at times, Cid means well and is good with figuring out mechanical things. His love for machines coupled with his smarts led to the creation of air vehicles such as helicopters, his personal airplane the Tiny Bronco, and she Shin-Ra airship Highwind.

While Cid may seem like a mean and vicious person at first glance, he is actually very warm hearted and amicable once one gets past his language and bluntness of speech. He isn't a cruel or particularly mean guy, as those who know him will attest, and isn't afraid to apologize for his actions. When faced with the decision to allow Shera, a Shin-Ra scientist working on the No. 26 rocket, to burn to a crisp of prevent the rocket from launching in to space, he canceled the launch. Though he was verbally abusive for years afterwards as a result of the loss of his dream, he apologized later when the fact that a faulty oxygen tank was present on the ship presented itself. He later named an airship after her.

CHARACTER HISTORY

Cid Highwind is the man responsible for designing and building most of his world's flying vehicles. From a young age, his dream was to be the first man in space, and when the chance to be that man presented itself Cid happily jumped at the cause. Though the terrorist group AVALANCHE tried to stop the launch, in the end it was a researcher named Shera that caused it to fail. She was repairing a faulty oxygen tank in the lower areas of the rocket when the launch was started, her presence not noticed until halfway through the countdown. Rather than murder her to reach space, Cid aborted the launch, and the Shin-Ra No. 26 rocket sat unused for many years. Regardless of the failure, Cid continued to keep the rocket in as pristine condition as he could, hoping that the Shin-Ra company would take up an interest in their space program again.

During this time, he and Shera lived together in the small town set up near the rocket, Cid furious the entire time for ruining his dream. When Shin-Ra returned, it was to take the Tiny Bronco, the airplane the man had designed himself. Refusing to give it up, Cid joined the new AVALANCHE and absconded with his plane. His dream of going to space came true several weeks later; he and two other AVALANCHE members snuck aboard the No. 26 before it was launched at Meteor in order to retrieve the Huge Materia aboard. On their way to the escape pod, the faulty oxygen tank exploded and nearly killed him, causing Cid to realize that Shera had been right. After returning to the planet, he apologized, and the two continued life in their small house after AVALANCHE fought and defeated Sephiroth, using the Highwind to reach and escape from the Northern Crater.

Several years later, Cid had completed a new airship, which he named the Shera in honor of his roommate, though the two were unmarried. He assisted Cloud and co. in their second fight against Sephiroth, picking up and transporting the other members of AVALANCHE to Edge for the fight in his newly constructed airship. After the battle, he returned home to Rocket Town. The new Distorted World infuriates Cid almost as much as the 26's launch abortion, and he has many choice words to share with the bonehead that thought making it would be a good idea.

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headlamps making patterns on the wall ,,

THE IC SECTION
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"Hello there. You've just arrived in the Distorted World. Why don't you tell me your name, and the first thought going through your head right now?"

"Distorted world my ass. Someone went and blew the whole damn thing up's what happened! Put it back together like a kid writin' bad fan stories. Huh? Cid Highwind, pilot and mechanic."

"That's certainly interesting... forgive me if I don't know what to say to that. So tell me, where are you from?"

"You been livin' under a rock or somethin? Damn, you must be from one of them other worlds, 'scuse me. Me, I'm from Rocket Town. Didn't call it that all the time, just since the damn rocket didn't launch and Shin-Ra @*&% left it there."

"Can't say I've ever heard of it. Well, tell me about yourself. What do you do? What are some of your likes and dislikes?"

"@$#% didn't I already tell you that? Pay attention when people're talkin' to you! Damn kids these days... Likes and dislikes? What's this, an interview? Yeah, fine, I'll answer. Workin' on machines is kinda my thing; airships usually. Love to fly; nothin' like soarin' through the sky in a well maintained machine. And I gotta say, they annoy the livin' hell outta me, but I do like those kids I helped out with savin' the world. Don't care for Shin-Ra or those @#$&%*# that go outta their way to cause trouble. Don't really care for that Palmer guy either; fat tub of lard always eatin' everything in front of--"

"Ah, that's amazing! And not only do we have some things in common, you're quite the looker, too, aren't you?"

"You tryin' to weasel a favor outta me? Damn if that ain't the wrong way to go about it."

"There's no need to be shy. They always say, if you've got it, flaunt it, right? Anyway, enough about that. Who are you allied with?"

"Blown up world's just fine with this ol' guy, but that dumb@*% Calamity ain't worth the effort." (Guardian)

"I'm sure you have your reasons... Oh, on another note, how tall are you?"

"Five foot ten. Not too important, you ask me."

"Drat! Just four inches too tall. Although... hmm, would you mind if I asked you on a date? Don't worry, I'll buy."

"With a kid like you? Chase someone your age, kid."

"Finding a venue might be a bit difficult, anyway, since I have no idea where we are... tell me where this is, again?"

"Damn right it would. How the hell should I know? Looks like mountains to me." (Yaschas Massif)

"Ah, how could I forget? I'd love to vacation here someday, when it's not so foggy... It's scenic, you know?"

"@%$* kid, you're off your nut if you think this place's good enough to vacation at."

"Well, thank you for the lovely conversation! I'm afraid I'll have to be leaving you, though, since I'm going to explode in about three seconds anyway. Buh-bye now!"

"Wha?"

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uptown it's dead now but ,,

THE ROLEPLAYER SECTION
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ROLEPLAYER NAME

Aerith

ROLEPLAYER AGE

18

EXPERIENCE

Too many

PASSWORD

Cid won't learn Curaja

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out here no one seems to care at all ,,

THE RP SAMPLE SECTION
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RP SAMPLE

Caius' roar seemed to drown out the crashing of waves and the cracking of lightning as the storm raged. Water flowed off of his body as if he were part of a fountain statue as he sank to his knees, one hand gripping Ragnarok's thick hilt. He'd failed. There was no other word for it. His hand shook with a combination of blind fury and immeasurable sadness, and he let out another yell. After what felt like eternity, he stopped and glared at the foggy expanse of the sea. No, he hadn't failed yet. If he still lived, then time could still be wrought open. If he still lived, then a Yeul still lived somewhere in time. He hadn't failed so thoroughly. A crack of lightning bathed Caius and the once bright and sunny beach in bright white light, coming as he stood to his feet once more.

He looked around. The beach stretched on a ways, and the fog kept him form seeing its end, as it did the end of the sea. He supposed it was the storm, raising his free hand to the mist. The feel of it reminded him of Valhalla, and Caius Ballad scowled darkly. He was not in the timeless void, but it seemed to have come with him or had been brought here by another force. He inhaled deeply, regaining his composure and ignoring the sting of heavy rain on his skin. His next look brought to him the silhouette of Noel Kreiss apparently heading for him.

"Is this the future you wanted, Noel?" Caius called out, his deep voice not needing much raising to reach far beyond where he himself was. The slightest hint of mocking was in his voice. If he had failed, Noel had as well. Noel Kreiss had little understanding of how to change time. Caius had an eternity's experience. The man raised his sword in to the air, a burst of purple energy surrounding it before he swung it downwards, sending a wave of energy at the approaching Kreiss. He wondered, somewhere in his mind, if Kreiss had been expecting a fight. It didn't matter; they were committed to the duel now.

[Cid Raines]

dammit, i'm not the only cid around here, it seems! this sucks, but i will take the tea you have to offer.. in other news, this application is pretty spot on.

welcome to the warpath home, cid highwind, you've been

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