Post by Celes Chere on Apr 25, 2012 4:54:20 GMT -5
grey skies & light fading ,,
~Credit for picture goes to Erek80 on Deviantart~
"Also some song lyrics
if you so desire
can be placed here
but are not necessary."
THE OOC SECTION
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~Credit for picture goes to Erek80 on Deviantart~
"Also some song lyrics
if you so desire
can be placed here
but are not necessary."
THE OOC SECTION
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CHARACTER NAMECeles Chere
CHARACTER DESCRIPTIONCeles stands at five feet eight inches tall and has what one would call an athletic build to her. Her hair is long and reaches to her lower back in total length. Her hair is blone in color with whitened streaks within it. Her eyes are a cold blue in color and are narrowed. Her face is relatively unscarred despite her constant battles.
Her upper body is armored in blackened leather and chainmail armor. Underneath her upper body armor is a simple linen clothing padding. Her upper body is well toned and she has many scars across it. The most prevelant of these scars are two directly placed over her collarbones right near the major blood vessels. They are the leftover scars from the Magitek Knight process. There are many other scars from fighting monsters and the war against Kefka.
Her lower body is also covered in blackened leather, but unlike her top she wears platemail across her legs and feet. Underneath she wears a matching linen set of pants. Her legs are well toned and are scarred as well from her travels. On her hip she wears a leather belt which her scabbard and travel packs hang. Her sword which hangs from there is well decorated. The hilt is a dulled golden color and the grip is a well worn leather. Upon the guard for the blade is a simple golden eagle design. The blade itself is about four feet in length and has a slight magical glow to it. The blade is also a whitened color minus the cutting edge which is a dull black in color.
CHARACTER PERSONALITY
Celes is quite loyal toward others. Though this loyalty has to be earned through great deeds toward Celes herself. Usually she will not bat an eye at those who only speak of their deeds. Most of the time she will ignore the person outright. She is also hard headed and stubborn. Her hard headedness bubbles up when speaking to those she does not care for, or during combat when faced with a superior opponent. When speaking to those she does not know Celes can act cold. Yet there are moments that she can seemingly sense the good within people and can open up toward others. While speaking toward others she is rather direct and to the point. Usually she will not be so direct toward those she has come to know and trust.
Though while in combat this all changes. Her mindset becomes rather determined and she will become more stubborn than usual. Even during combat though she will worry about those she has loyalty toward. Even going above and beyond to protect their lives with her own. Though if their are civilians in the line of fire she will try to protect them from the enemies at that moment.
CHARACTER HISTORY
Celes has been through quite a lot in her life. Her early childhood was not very happy as it was a rather rigid military mantra. After being infused with magitek she was constantly trained until she was old enough to lead the troops on her own. Which she would do for many years. During that time she became known as the ICe Queen of the Empire for her cold uncaring demeanor toward her troops. Her exterior was only broken one time and that was when she was ordered to put the town of Miranda to the torch. Which she did though afterwards she retired to her personal quarters and cried about the actions.
Shortly afterwards she was sent to lead the troops in South Figaro. Unknown to her that she was branded a traitor to the Empire and she would be chained upon arriving. She would spend many a day being beaten and having worse things occur to herself. She was freed after awhile by Locke Cole. The two would make it to Narshe and so her fight against the Empire would commence. Fighting the Empire at every turn she would eventually betray the Returners she was working with in order to save them from Kefka. She would rejoin the Returners in time to fight upon the Floating Continent. Once there she would stand before Kefka and Gesthal who thought she would betray the Returners once again. This time however she would not and stabbed Kefka who would then move the statues, kill Gesthal, and then conquer and destroy the world.
Awakening in the Ruined World Celes would be the first to start gathering the Returners together once again. After what seemed to be years they where gathered and would assualt Kefka's base. Fighting their way up the tower they would arrive at the insane clown. The battle was long and intense eventually with the Returners facing the godman that Kefka had became and defeating him.
It was several months afterwards that she began to notice a strange mist approaching her solitary home. There was no warning, no anything when she was out one day and the mist rolled in engulfing her in its entirety. Collapsing to the ground she had begun to forget why it was she was out there and even the faces of some of her closest allies.
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headlamps making patterns on the wall ,,
THE IC SECTION
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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?""I am a former Gesthalian general. I go by the name of Celes Chere. As for what I am thinking. Well that is simple why is it I feel most of my memories are gone."
"That's certainly interesting... forgive me if I don't know what to say to that. So tell me, where are you from?"" I was born and raised inside of Vector, the capital of the Gesthalian Empire. {{Final Fantasy 6 World}}"
"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?"" I was a general in the army of the Empire. At the present time I am a mercenary. As in battle I am something of a front line fighter. I love roses, cold days, and clear evenings. For things I dislike well I hate hot enviorments, evil clowns, and hot drinks. "
"Ah, that's amazing! And not only do we have some things in common, you're quite the looker, too, aren't you?""Flattery will get you everywhere except into this general quarters good sir."
"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?""Guardians."
"I'm sure you have your reasons... Oh, on another note, how tall are you?""I stand at five foot eight inches tall."
"Drat! Just four inches too tall. Although... hmm, would you mind if I asked you on a date? Don't worry, I'll buy.""You can ask but I will not give you an answer sir. Though I do enjoy the company of men."
"Finding a venue might be a bit difficult, anyway, since I have no idea where we are... tell me where this is, again?""I heard the city of Alexandria is quite a beautiful city even in this mist filled world."
"Ah, how could I forget? I'd love to vacation here someday, when it's not so foggy... It's scenic, you know?""Well perhaps when it has cleared up I will join you for a few drinks."/size]
"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!""If you can hold on for a second or two I can find you some assistance."
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uptown it's dead now but ,,
THE ROLEPLAYER SECTION
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uptown it's dead now but ,,
THE ROLEPLAYER SECTION
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ROLEPLAYER NAMEMatt/Rynnie/Nero.
ROLEPLAYER AGE27
EXPERIENCEEight Years.
PASSWORDcuraja.
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out here no one seems to care at all ,,
THE RP SAMPLE SECTION
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out here no one seems to care at all ,,
THE RP SAMPLE SECTION
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RP SAMPLECeles stood there and watched as the avatar moved. Each movement was watched closely as she knew he would likely attack her once again. Sure enough she was proved right as she saw all the ice recede toward him and gather into a singular powerful attack. Hearing his words she would lower her head and close her eyes.
"You speak at me as if you are one of us... There are many that only wish to become more powerful in order to rule others, others do it in order to act as protectors for the world, and then there are those who will use this power to change the world for the better... You talk down to me as if I am the worst of them all and yet there are those worse than I."
Her words came out as she felt the mana gather together into a singular point and be unleashed into her direction. At first all she would feel is the cool breeze head in her direction. It was then that she would open her eyes and stare directly into the oncoming Blizzaja spell. Raising her blade up she would have the flat of the blade taking the brunt of the attack. Her left hand was holding the blade just below the tip. Her blade would begin to glow and she would stand there allowing the full attack to land on her.
As the ice hit the outstretched blade she would not do what she had planned. Instead she would hold the blade in a way to protect her heart from the spears of ice. Feeling the ice start to shred its way across her skin and armor made her wince in pain yet she would stand strong as the rest of the attack would land. Feeling a few of the spears imbed themselves in her arms and legs she would grin and still bear with it. The explosion of ice would cover her and the immediate area surrounding her. As the dust settled she would look over at the Avatar. She would speak up and glare toward him.
"I am not the rest of humanity... I wish to be the one that uses her power to make the world a better place for others. Despite what may lay at the end of my path. Be it a shallow unmarked grave with none to mourn my passing, or a large monument in some city with an entire nation mourning me. I do not care as I only wish to help those that cannot protect themselves from the likes of Kefka..."
Lowering her head to the Avatar she would close her eyes. Speaking up once again she would speak in a passionate yet calm voice.
"But should you wish to end all of this and end your suffering. Then strike me down. I will not struggle against the very being that has given me the strength to stand up against those that imprison and kill others for sport."
