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Post by ryne on Jul 2, 2012 19:22:45 GMT
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Race:
E-Humans, or enhanced humans are essentially human beings who have been changed somewhat whether it be through genetic experiments or some other change that has granted them powers beyond the normal ability of a regular human. The best example of an enhanced human is a member of the military group Soldier. However there are a variety of different groups. However as a result of their enhancement, they usually lose the adaptability of a regular human.
Class:
Knight; The warrior. Physically strong and hardy these warriors generally use their superior fighting skills to smash and slash their way through battle. They make use of physical combat abilities to deal great damage and weaken their opponents before moving in for the kill.
Species& Class Skills:
Class: +1 Character Ability slot at creation Race: Enhanced humans start off with an additional slot to either magic or abilities
Appearance:
Alignment:
Chaotic Good; A chaotic good character acts as his conscience directs him with little regard for what others expect of him. He makes his own way, but he's kind and benevolent. He believes in goodness and right but has little use for laws and regulations. He hates it when people try to intimidate others and tell them what to do. He follows his own moral compass, which, although good, may not agree with that of society.
Profession:
SOLDIER
Personality:
• Honorable • White Knight Syndrome • Rational • Mature • Dependable • Passionate
• Superiority Complex • Silent and Reserved • Vindictive • Distrusting • Analytically concise • Optimistic Pessimist
Home Continent:
Midgar; The eastern continent is home to the city of Midgar, an industrial metropolis that served as Gaia's capital city and hosted the headquarters of the Shinra Electric Power Company, the planet's de facto world government. Midgar is situated in the middle of a large plain on the north-western corner of the eastern continent. Its prosperity came about as a result of the abundance of Mako in the vicinity, but due to the use of Mako reactors, the area around Midgar soon became lifeless and polluted. Within the city itself, there was no vegetation, except a few flowers kept by individuals.
Midgar was composed of a large circular plate elevated 50 meters above the ground, and supported by both a central pillar and a system of smaller columns. A network of maintenance platforms were suspended beneath the plate. The plate itself was divided into eight numbered sectors with each sector punctuated by two walls and a Mako reactor. Each of these sectors once had a specific name but now no one remembers those names. Shinra headquarters (Sector 0) was located at the center of the plate, and was the tallest structure in the city with 70 floors. Following construction of the plate, the land beneath was taken up by the poorer residents of Midgar, who couldn't afford property on the plate itself. This area quickly turned into a slum. Like the city above, the slums were divided into eight numbered sectors punctuated by walls and gates. The quality of life in the slums was very low due to the upper plate trapping all the pollution underneath it and blocking the sun from reaching the slums. The slums were strewn with wreckage, including pillars of Greco-Roman design, and components of various dismembered mecha. The majority of the buildings were made of scrap shaped into dwellings. There were, however, scattered buildings left behind from before the plate's construction. The slums beneath Sector 6 were comparatively wealthy, having services such as restaurants, bars, shops, and clubs. This is because that part of lower Midgar had yet to be adversely affected by the construction of the upper plate, as the Sector 6 plate was still under construction.
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Character Level:
1
HP:
150
MP:
50
Experience:
0
Gil: 100
Equipment:
Greatsword; Fenrir - base damage: 10 HP
Character Abilities:
a SOLDIER'S strength(passive) [Level 1] As an enhanced pre-SOLDIER prototype, the SHINRA corporation has genetically enhanced his body to perform at optimal capacity. Using the enhanced Jenova Cells to mass produce a line of super soldiers, Ryne is one of the Prototype enhanced units in this project. Mako injections have given him a small boost to strength at this level, however is already noticeably superior to normal humans in this respect. Provides a 10 HP increase to damage and allows him to exhibit greater feats of strength such as lifting heavier objects (buster sword) and jumping greater distances (15 meters).
fenrir's fang [Level 1] Ryne uses his strength to jump at the opponent, skimming along the ground with his sword outstretched before him. Upon contact, the sword gains a magical property about it, an icy aura materializing around the blade as he circles the blade counter clockwise to come skimming on the ground. He uses the momentum of the blade to deal a powerful strike to the opponent dealing 20 additional damage to the attack.
wolf's grin [Level 1] A series of two strikes. The first attack is made at full damage as a feint with the giant sword. Should the opponent dodge the attack, Ryne follows up with a quick counter-slash in the direction the opponent evaded dealing full damage to the 'evading' opponent. Once per foe per battle.
Magic:
Life [Level 1] Ryne is able to bring back allies who have fallen in battle. By channeling energy, he allows the target to regain 25% of their hit points back. Costs 10 MP.
Summons:
none
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HISTORY:
Ryne A Klein. Prototype 6-xj3lb02 of the Jenova Project.
For his whole existence, Ryne had never once questioned his purpose. He was a tool. A device of war raised for the sole purpose of becoming the Shinra corporation's best chance at fighting against the flood of monsters populating the regions around them and preparing for war against the threat of the other continents across the sea. He has no memory of his past, but that's normal from what he'd been told. That it had been his choice to sign up for the program in the first place. Who he was, what he was-- that was the past. All that mattered was what lay before him. All he needs to know was who to point his sword at next. And the Shinra Corporation is all but eager to give him that opportunity.
Since his creation, Ryne has trained with the others who were also selected to be part of the program. In most areas, Ryne found that he outshone the others by leaps and bounds. Capable of feats no one else seemed able to do. He quickly progressed through the training leaving the others behind. His eyes stood out, being perhaps the most curious thing about him. The green of his eyes were daily being overlay with fluorescent blue as though his eyes were changing color. And they were. At first, he didn't seem to notice. After several months, it was undeniable. His hair had always been white as far as he could remember, however it seemed to grow at a pace much quicker than the others in his training, the hair growing to fall long about his face. He had to cut it often to keep it manageable.
Having spent several months on the fast track, comfortable within his body and having mastered a style of fighting by taking on the beasts of the fields in single combat, he was deemed ready to be placed on a trial-run to be accepted as a full fledged SOLDIER unit. Of course, he was far too weak to be considered a part of SOLDIER as of yet, however he had gained the attention of his superiors and was placed under close observation.
Roleplay Sample:
I've been having these... weird thoughts lately...
The sensation of falling captured the youth's senses, the darkness around him was suffocating, his skin felt cold, numb. No matter how hard he tried it seemed a pressure surrounding him made it impossible to move even a smidge. An uncontrollable fear welled up in him. What was happening to him..?
Like, is any of this for real..? or not?
Water... it was the wet sensation of water pressing all around him. And he was sinking, deeper and deeper into the darkness, into the depths of his subconscious. His eyes finally opened halfway to reveal two ocean blue orbs that didn't seem quite focused, like he was in a dream state, however he was entirely aware of his surroundings, aware that the light above the surface of the water was getting further and further away... His body tilted back, the water beneath him seeming to draw him in stronger, faster than before, his form plummeting down to whatever lay beneath him... He wanted to keep his eyes open as he plunged down into the dark abyss that lay beneath him, but the pressure of the water became too much, the young boy closing his eyes, a curiosity and anxiety gripping him as a sudden bright light dazed him.
Blinking his eyes open, he was greeted by the lapping of waves... the calming sound he had grown up with. But there was something different about all this. A hand reached up to his spiked hair. It was dry... wait... hadn't he just been in the water..? The boy tried his hardest to grasp what exactly was going on, but nothing was coming. Out in the water. A small voice in his mind urged his eyes to a figure standing out knee deep in the liquid, its back turned to him. Even without seeing its face, Sora knew who it was.
"Riku!" He called out. But the figure didn't seem to hear him. "Riku! What're you doing out there?" He tried again only to have no response. Scowling, he took several steps into the water. "Oh, I see, you're just gonna ignore me now! Is that it?" He asked with a sly smirk. Trying to guilt-trip his friend into reacting to him. After a moment of nothing, he got fed up with waiting, annoyed that nothing he did yet had worked. "Hey! I'm talking to--" He stopped talking. It was... strange. He had a foreboding feeling rising up in his gut. His right hand rising to his stomach which felt like it had butterflies in it. His gaze shifted down to the lapping water against his giant yellow shoes. It was... the water... he didn't know why, but he had the feeling like if he went too deep out into the ocean, he'd never come back... It was only then he realized how afraid he was. He'd never be able to return home..? His eyes widened as he realized his friend was in trouble.
"RIKU!" He called out, cupping his hands to his mouth frantically. "GET OUT OF THE WATER!"
It was then he finally got any response out of his friend... his rival. The boy turned, but it was unnatural... more like he turned many times... or a movie was playing and there were some pictures missing, causing the picture to jump. There was a look about him that was different from what Sora remembered. It was a daring look in his eyes that defied his words, a challenging swagger in his stance that dared Sora to come in and get him.
"What? Get out? Sora, you're such a scaredy-cat!" Riku's voice taunted him from the water, a smirk plastered on his face in a smug victory.
"Riku! You've got to listen to me! It's not--"
"Safe?" Riku laughed in a short bellow. "You want to leave the island just as much as I do! You have to take a few risks to get what you want! Sora!" He reached out a hand, extending it to the scared boy standing in the shallow water. "Come with me!" He urged. It was so hard. To see his friend waiting for him, calling for him to go with him... and Sora would! He'd chase him to the ends of the world! But he couldn't find the courage to enter the water. His face was contorted in something of frustration with himself as he eyed the dark blue before him. Wait... dark..? But the water was shallow... Raising his eyes again, he saw a monster of a wave in the distance.
"R-RIKU! LOOK OUT!" He called. At the thought of his friend being in danger, his sleeping courage swelled in him as he finally took off running into the water. His friend didn't seem to pay the wave any mind as he stood in the same spot, watching Sora frantically scramble toward him. Sora's eyes widened as he neared his friend, the water under him pulling back to add to the wave that was rearing, posing to strike.
I'm not gonna make it!
Their forms were engulfed in the ocean, Sora's sense of direction lost as he rolled about in the water. How was he going to find his way home now..? Where was the surface? He had to breathe! Opening his eyes underwater, he saw his friend before him, arm still extended, his face so calm as though he didn't realize the danger they were both in.
Don't be afraid...
Don't be-- how could he not be? Righting himself in the water, he struggled to reach the hand that was still outstretched to him. He was... so close! But no matter how hard he kicked, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get closer... It was like the water itself was fighting him, overwhelming him, getting faster and faster until finally it was pushing himself away from Riku. Sora's mouth opened in a yell but only bubbles escaped from him as he rolled away, lost in the vastness of the ocean. Time was no longer a factor as the waters carried him to wherever. All thoughts of home were lost, all hopes of seeing Riku and Kairi ever again were washed away within the dark waters.
It could have been minutes or hours later when he felt something solid slam against his back. Struggling once more against the water, he brought his feet down to stand on whatever it was. His head broke through, a great gasp gulped air into his starving lungs as he drug himself from the water. His clothes were sopping wet and his hair was matted against his head. Shaking his cranium, water sprayed from his locks which promptly stood on end again like he had cement for hair-gel. It was weird. But he was right back to the same beach he had been before...
"Sora!"
His heart jumped at the voice. "Kairi?" He blinked, dazed for a moment, looking at the shoreline to see the familiar form. "Kairi!" He called back, waving a hand over his head. Relieved to see a face he remembered. The water clung to him as he waded through the formless substance, the friction nearly tripping him as his shoes made walking in the water extremely difficult. "Kairi," He gasped as he reached the shoreline, his form doubling over as he caught his breath, "where's Riku?" he asked, looking up curiously at his friend.
"Wasn't he with you?" She asked, wondering if Sora'd hit his head, examining the youth, "you know him, he's probably just hiding! Gonna come back and say he beat up a shark!" She giggled into a closed hand. Sora couldn't help but break into a smile too, seeing her happy.
"Y-yeah, you're probably right!" He laughed along with her, bringing his hands up to cradle the back of his head. "Oh man! His mom's gonna be so mad!" He laughed, thinking of what would happen if he missed curfew. But Kairi wasn't laughing anymore. "uhhh, Kairi? Helloooooo? Earth to Kairi?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. It was then he noticed her eyes were trained on something behind him... like she couldn't believe what she was seeing. Turning around, he strained to look into the sun, bringing an arm up to block the excess light... for his eyes to widen. In the distance, falling, was a figure. At first, he thought it was Riku... but as he looked, he couldn't believe what he was looking at.
"What the--" He whispered, casting a glance over to Kairi before looking back at the phenomenon. "T-that's impossible... I'm standing right here, aren't I?" Sora asked, his voice not even trying to hide the confusion he was feeling.
"But... that's definitely you..." Kairi whispered, equally in awe. The figure fell, watching them in confusion as though he was watching a movie of everything that had just happened. A wave of nausea washed over Sora as the figure plummeted down into the water. The sensation of falling overwhelming him again as he fell backward into the water he had just gotten out of. The image of Kairi calling out to him from the surface stuck in his mind. The muffled voice inaudible, but her lips easy to read... he'd seen them make those shapes many times before...
Sora...
The sensation of falling captured the youth's senses, the darkness around him was suffocating, his skin felt cold, numb. No matter how hard he tried it seemed a pressure surrounding him made it impossible to move even a smidge. An uncontrollable fear welled up in him.
I've been having these weird thoughts lately... like is any of this for real?
Or Not?
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Post by FF:JE Manager on Jul 2, 2012 22:55:51 GMT
Accepted
Welcome to JE ^_^
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