Snow Villiers // HERO TIME

[SNOW VILLIERS]

grey skies & light fading ,,



"Turn the crowd up now
We’ll never back down
Shoot down the skyline
Watch it on primetime
Turn up the love now
Listen up now, turn up the love"

THE OOC SECTION
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CHARACTER NAME

Snow Villiers

CHARACTER DESCRIPTION

Snow is the definition of a behemoth of a man, standing at a whopping six feet eight inches; he towers over most any person (Man, woman or child). Atop his head is a bunch of mussed up Blonde hair which when loosed from his bandanna is jokingly called an imitation of a Chocobo's rear end. Having since abandoned his old attire, Snow now dons an Ashen colored trench coat with a red shirt over his upper body. Most notably, he seems to be missing his engagement necklace, something he never removed from his person during the events with Fang and Vanille. As per his usual fashion though, he wears a pair of ash colored baggy pants that are tucked into a pair of well-made combat boots.

His physique is impressive, a large man in all respects, Snow knows how to throw his weight around as a brawler. Well muscled and toned, Snow is a man conditioned not for running around with a weapon, but simply slamming his fist into someone's face in true super hero fashion and showing the bad guys who's boss. His face is generally well groomed, save for some stubble he left on there, and he seems to keep a friendly face on at all times. After all! What's a hero without some friends to back him up eh? Snow's l'Cie mark which was formerly visible is now a sort of faded white, scarred version of what he had, a reminder to him of what happened those years ago and a motivation for him to find Lightning for Serah.

CHARACTER PERSONALITY

Personality wise, Snow is a very friendly man: someone who loves to meet people and make friends. Being more of a socialite than his Ex-l'Cie counterparts, he's more than willing to go and talk to people, and make them his allies. Speaking of allies, Snow is a man who's loyal, and loyal to a fault. Once you are a part of his family or someone he is close to, he will go to the ends of the earth for them, or well even through time! That being said, it's not easy to end up in that specific circle of people, but it's an endeavor worth the time and effort.

Being slightly dense however, Snow can be a little slow to catch onto certain concepts: Sometimes because he doesn't want to acknowledge some things, sometimes he's too stubborn to admit to something, and sometimes he just doesn't get it (and often that comes with a right hook from his favorite sister-in-law). Even so, he tries to be the hero for everyone, standing up for what's right and putting his very body in harms way to make sure his family, friends and the people he loves are safe. Snow is also very emotionally attached to his fiancee Serah Farron. His bonds with his friends and family are long-lasting and ones that can weather just about any damage because Snow knows that inside of everyone he meets, there's a hero.

CHARACTER HISTORY

Snow was born an orphan, never knowing his parents or really anything regarding them. However, he grew up in an adoptive home in a rougher part of his hometown. As a child he learned from his siblings what it took to survive in their end of the neighborhood and how to do things smartly. He went though school, and graduated highschool, but just barely. Not one for academics, Snow was always someone more interested in physical things. One day after being out on a walk and seeing an elderly woman almost robbed of her belongings by a mugger on the street, he realized what he should become: a Hero.

Taking out the mugger and retrieving her belongings, Snow rushed off to talk to his other friends, and at the age of twenty he started Operation NORA. Thanks to Lebreau later getting her bar started up, they bought and shared a home in bodhum where he met Serah Farron. They started dating, and as Snow would say: "The Rest is history" except, it wasn't, His Fiancee was marked as a cursed l'Cie, Because of that Snow went off to save Serah after she crystallized and became a l'Cie himself. He eventually met the others in his group and they together, saved Serah, Cocoon, and defied the will of the fal'Cie themselves. After that? He thought things would be safe, he could settle down with his fiancee and get married.. Except that never happened.

Lightning disappeared.

At Serah's request Snow went out to look for his Sister-in-law, only to find himself now stuck on the distorted world, thinking something may have gone horribly wrong.

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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?"

"Snow Villiers here! But, where exactly is here?"

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

"I'm from a place called Cocoon, Bodhum to be exact!"

"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'm a hero! I'm here looking for my fiance's sister, her name is Lightning, have you seen her?" He'd pause, raising a brow, "Why do you want to know those? I guess I could tell you a few: I love my hoverbike and fiancee, and hate Fal'Cie and Cie'th."

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

"Heh, thanks I guess! Hero's gotta look good too!"

"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?"

"I don't think I'm allied to anyone to be honest. I'm my own alliance, and I've got my own mission!" (Survivor)

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

"Six Feet Eight Inches"

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

"Woah woah woah, I prefer the company of women first off, and secondly I have a fiancee."

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

"Some sorta city" (Archades)

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

"I guess it's scenic."

"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!"

"Wai- What?! Don't do that when I'm three feet away from you!"

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uptown it's dead now but ,,

THE ROLEPLAYER SECTION
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ROLEPLAYER NAME

Fang

ROLEPLAYER AGE

19

EXPERIENCE

9

PASSWORD

Snow used Curaja! Super Effective!

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out here no one seems to care at all ,,

THE RP SAMPLE SECTION
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RP SAMPLE

Fang looked genuinely shocked, and rather surprised. Raines being here, and alive.. obviously she wasn't hundreds of years in the future.. hopefully. He looked rather dazed and confused too, perhaps less-so than herself. After all leave it to her to end up trying to figure out a million things at once after waking up. Bonds do that to you though, she supposed as she let out a soft sigh and studied him as he relaxed his posture and the realization hit her that it was indeed Raines, and this time he wasn't there to fight her or cause trouble. Which was good, all things considered even Fang doubted her ability to fight in such a condition as hers. Though, what seemed to be a comfort to her was that this land, although foreign was wild, and the wilds are a place that Fang had always called home. Briefly her mind drifted back to memories of a simpler time when she was growing up. Living on the sea-shore and helping her father hunt..

'Life was simple then..' she thought to herself, 'None of this damn l'Cie stuff, or Crystal, or hell any of that..' Fang would trail off, obviously a little distracted with her inner train of thought. Sighing softly, she'd sigh and look back to Raines, it was a little uncomfortable for her to be around him, after all her last memory was that of him trying to kill them. Though she remembered why, she remembered the notion he had in his mind. He was trying to defy his fate, just as she and Vanille had tried to do.. Reaching up and resting a hand on that burned out scar of a l'Cie brand she'd sigh. "Good to know I ain't the slave of another Fal'Cie." she'd say quietly, obviously not wanting to deal with being a l'Cie again, to deal with being a puppet again. After all, was it too much for her to want to be left to her own devices for once? Inwardly she'd laugh dryly at the thought.

"Yeah, it is good, part of me wants to punch you in the teeth for attacking my friends and family." she'd sigh, making it known she did remember his attack on her and her family and that she obviously didn't take kindly to the idea of having to fight him after he helped her find Vanille. "But, you're in the same situation I am, and to be honest I doubt I could hurt anything while my head is spinning." she'd laugh dryly, attempting to make humor of something in their predicament. In all truth, Fang was terrified. Vanille wasn't here, she hadn't heard Hide nor hair of Lightning, Hope, Snow, or Sazh.. she could only hope that she hadn't woken too far in the future to as to end up completely lost. She'd note his small smile and it eased her worries for now; at least there was one friendly face and a one less flan or other creature to worry about.

His admission to not knowing when or even where they woke up at was expected, but dreaded. She was almost at a loss of words, yet, she didn't show it. "I assumed as much, seems you and I'll be makin' quite a team again eh?" she'd say to Raines, remembering when she initially worked with him to catch Snow and the other l'Cie. Shooting him a grin and almost returning to the more Fang-like Fang, as she stepped toward him. Raines had always been more on the soft-spoken side, or at least to her. Finally settling a few feet from him she'd look and watch yet another little mass of flans wiggle their way through the clearing as if they weren't there. Maybe Cocoonian Flans had a migration of sorts? Who knows, back on Gran Pulse the Flans were huge and they liked to lurk in the shadows of the cliffs and dark places and leap on people dumb enough to run around alone.

"You just woke up too?" she'd bite her lip, "Then I suppose we'll be working together to figure all of this out." Fang would pause for a moment, eyeing him "As long as you aren't gonna attack me or any of my family.. if we find 'em." Obviously she was willing to team up with Raines, that much was clear. But, He'd have to make it clear to her he wasn't here to use her to find the other ex-l'Cie and try and pull the stunt he did on the fifth ark. The fifth ark,.. she trailed off in thought, her jade eyes floating back to the mark on her shoulder. That's where Bahamut.. that was when.. she made her decision to truly help Lightning and the other l'Cie. Anyone who knew Fang knew that when she made her mind up, her decision was set in stone and only a select few things could make her question her resolve in such an action.

As for right now, all seemed quiet, nothing hostile in the area.. it was safe in the clearing for now. A decent place to make a camp and get their bearings, if that was needed. Raines knew this place more than she did, so with his help, hopefully the two of them could re-orient themselves. And once they were able to re-orient themselves? Well, that meant Fang and Raines would be on their way to figuring out what was going on and make some strides in getting back on their feet. Her eyes trailed upward briefly to the sky, she looked at it longingly for just a second. 'If only I could fly..' she thought to herself.

They'd be okay.

Hopefully.

[admin]

SNOW. GO SAVE SERAH. NOW. DO IT NOW. SHE'S OVER THERE SOMEWHERE.

Anyhow I didn't see any glaring errors except I don't think Snow is quite that enthusiastic XD But that's just a nitpick from how I played him and not something I'll hold you back on.