Post by Miumi Harou on Jan 27, 2012 21:36:42 GMT
----Character Biography----[/u][/i]
Name:
Miumi Harou Berame
Race
Lucavi
Age:
360 Years old, but appears to be fifteen
Gender:
Male
Profession:
Traveling Summoner
Level 1
HP:
50
MP:
120 – due to weapon
Gil Amount:
100
Class
Black Mage
Species Skill
Organisation:
Yevon
Alignment
Neutral [ no real concept ]
Home Continent:
Spira [ Besaid Isle]
Personality:
Miumi Harou; is merely a broken mirror hanging on the wall with pieces of glass just waiting to fall out of place.
Inspite of Miumi’s rather off-setting appearance he is genuinely a rather sweet and kind person a majority of the time; possibly due to his mother being the one to raise him. Time and time again Miumi has been hurt by other people due to him being overly optimistic and attempting to see good in people that simply might not even exist; of course he doesn’t seem to be easily deterred believing that no person is simply good or bad but are capable of both great goods and great evils and that they can always change. More often than not when one goes to speak with Miumi they will be greeted by a wide smile and a soft voice; Miumi is rather notably socially awkward possibly due to not having many good friends and choosing to socially isolate himself at times to prevent harm from befalling him. Often times he is at the end of a joke and appears to act as if he doesn’t realize it giving the impression that he is naïve; while he is simply acting never showing that what they say bothers him or playing along to get what he wants so some would say Miumi is calculating and manipulative.
Miumi has an excessive amount of energy though thus he is described as being hyper and even at times a simple spaz; due to this at times Miumi can do very reckless things such as attempting parkour or interfering with things that don’t involve him such as fights. Typically Miumi is known for being a pacifist, as he believes that most problems can be solved without the need of violence or bloodshed but of course he contradicts himself; due to being a Lucavi he has witnessed some horrific things such as losing his parents, it is noticed with many Magi he holds a rather cold and stoic personality with and if they attempt to be little human life it irritates him vastly. It has been noticed that Miumi has a fear of lightning from this event as well. Miumi is prolife and believes that every life has value and hence why he devotes is magic to preserving it.
Tho Miumi like the moon has a dark side that many have never seen. He holds a hatred towards those who relish from violence and even has been sadistic, while physically incapable of doing much about he is verbally abusive at times. He often feels horrible about and to control this he has resorted to occasionally cutting his wrist or inflicting pain on himself to distract him from these thoughts. Miumi seems to also be afraid of being alone yet dislikes large groups thus he often is seen with a stuffed animal or something and even has been seen to exhibit signs of talking to them as if they were real things; clearly showing that Miumi’s level of stability at times is lacking. Miumi is relentless as well if he desires something he will go all out in trying to obtain it being it protecting another person or animal.
He has been noticed to be sneaky as well and deceptive never truly giving out the full truth when confronted about certain things and keeping certain aspects hidden from everyone.
Appearance:
Characteristics:[/b]
Miumi Harou Berame; is merely a domesticated wolf walking in the guise of humanity. Miumi is quite small person and due to his build is often mistaken for a girl due to being only around five foot five inches [5’5”] and having a very lean build which is due to years of fighting and war thus Miumi is primarily lean muscle weighting a rather high hundred and a sixty pounds [180 lbs] which is above the average BMI for his height. One of Miumi’s prominent features would be his sable obsidian locks which cascade down his back and have been styled in a very particular way with the assistance of thinning sheers, chunking sheers and a razor. Miumi’s face is typically obscured by a veil of obsidian locks which have been thinned and layered giving it both a natural bounce and choppiness, while the hair typically is brushed from the right side over so it obscures his left eye. While on both sides it is typically choppy and is typically the longer on the left side. In the back Miumi has had his hair texturized giving it a rough and wild appearance despite its soft texture. It is a mass of different layers giving it a wild and choppy look. Occasionally for forma situations it can be curled and worn up for pictures though it is seldom done.
Though in contrast of Miumi’s sable locks his porcelain pale skin seems almost haunting and sickly; tho in the right light gives him doll like qualities. Starting at the crown of Miumi’s head there is a rather jagged scar running from just above his left temple to around the middle of his forehead; while it isn’t deep it is slightly noticeable it is from an accident that Miumi was younger. Miumi’s hair style hides one of Miumi’s rather unique traits Miumi has Dichromatic eyes one is a piercing icy blue while the other is a deep chocolate brown and he hides the brown eye as he finds It slightly odd; and people tend to point it out to him. Of course Miumi wears a pair of thin black glasses which also surface dual purposes of keeping his hair out of his eyes and allowing him to read things easier. Miumi also tends to stick his tongue out fairly often to twist the two metal rings that are his snake bites. Otherwise then that Miumi has no other facial piercings but has his ears pierced a variety of times. Tho many people notice that Miumi doesn’t have normal ears he has pointed wolf ears that are a very dark sable with a vibrant pink inside.
He has a variety of stud earrings totaling up to four in each ears and then he has one ring at the very top, but his most noticeable earring that he seems to be very defensive about people touching; is a dangling earring which is made of silver with teardrop shape sapphire on one side with ruby attached to the other forming an entire heart on both sides. It appears to have two sets of initials engraved on the posts that hold them in place. One would assume it is his parents but he seems reluctant to speak about it. Another trinket that is often seen with Miumi is a necklace; which once belonged to Miumi’s mother; it is a small crystalline rose and is a heirloom of the Berame family. Taking Miumi’s thin build into consideration one tends to notice Miumi has very narrow shoulders; lacking the normal bulk of a male while still slightly broader than the average female. A narrow torso and wider hips are typically concealed underneath a hoodie of some sort from some cartoon and a button up shirt with the last two buttons undone revealing a navel piercing; a strange metal ring with a fang dangling on one side and a blood red garnet. He typically is seen wearing a women’s skirt or something with a variety of chains hanging as well as belts.
Of course many notice the large blackened tail that hangs idly between his legs.
Equipment:
Okamiga no Oni
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Okamiga no Oni; is a scythe and dagger combination that has been crafted through a mixture of the primitive and destructive Lucavi’s technology with the far superior mechanized and light weight designs of Cocoonian weaponry. Okamiga no Oni stands at an imposing six feet tall [6 ft.] and weights approximately 30 pounds [30 lbs.] due to the light weight and highly durable alloys. Starting from the very top of Okamiga no Oni one will notice that the blade is not purely just metal it has been created as an alloy using a mixture of Lucavi flesh, blood and even bone combined with metal and other creatures mechanized parts; though due to this interesting forging process it radiates an aura though in Miumi’s hands the scent of sakura blossoms is left in the wake of each swing and it radiates a feeling of cold nostalgia. The other advantage of this forging process is due to the Lucavi having rather high magical aptitudes it will boost Miumi’s Mana pool by 20 points [ + 20 MP ]
The origin of this weapon is a mystery, but the orgin of the name is clear as the long black blade which is easily three 3 ft [3 ft] in length and decorated with a long wolf stretching along the length of it many notice that the wolf appears to have the opposite coloring of Miumi having snow white fur and having piercing crimson red eyes and those who have had the displeasure of being on the other end of his blade notice that it has serrated edges where fangs and claws would be meaning this weapon functions like a saw. Of course it has a hilt which is covered by other pieces of metal which by pressing hard enough on the middle of the shaft it will release the ball joint that is hidden and allow his blade to slide free from the shaft becoming a rather large dagger for situations where the scythe’s full mobility might be restricted.
The shaft is decorated rather ornately having a large garnet which has been splintered lodged within a small socket at the very top of his weapon. The shaft itself is made from a very hard but light weight metal and has an intricate system of mechanics allowing it to collapse in on itself and many notice a trio of small screw like hinges which rotate and allow it to collapse to about the size of a pair of nunchaku with the large blade bent over it.
Combat Abilities:
Level 1 Slots:
- { unused combat ]
Level 2 Slots:
-
Level 3 Slots:
-
Magic
Level 1 SlotsFire- A basic fire attributed spell which is capable of dealing up to twenty damage [20 damage] to a single target in battle.
Blizzard- A basic ice attributed spell which is capable of dealing up to twenty damage [ 20 damage] to a single target in battle.
Level 2 SlotsThundara – A slightly more intricate and complicated spell which deals forty [40] lightning elemental damage to a target in battle.
Level 3 slots
-
Summons:
Experience
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History:
My story is this…. Don’t forget..
Unfortunately due to the conditions of Miumi’s summoning to the physical plains of Spira a payment was required for Miumi to remain sane; that price was a majority of his memories. While he has brief recollections of how he was created, he knows that he is a fusion of lucavi parts and the act of witch craft as well as a live sacrifice. He also has a large recollection of people that he has killed as he lived within a kingdom of Lucavi whom were locked in constant war with other factions in an attempt to win praise of stronger Lucavi. After that he has memories of his mother’s face but no one name and his father’s face as well.
His last memories before escaping the Lucavi world are running down a hall with his mother and father as the castle they lived within was overwhelmed. They gave him a small satchel which has a diary within that belonged to his mother and contained children stories which she had written as well as his name and a few of her precious keep sakes. When they were running down a hall a group of Demon Hunters managed to cripple his father and his mother, but when they went for him a massive surge of magical energy causes spikes of ice to pierce through all of them dealing non-lethal damage as he was ensnared in a circle of binding and pulled from his home into Spira.
Miumi was contracted to Spira, by a former guardian who lost their summoner, due to fiends on Besaid Isle. They had been criticled wounded by an Avian field and were dying but they gave Miumi a command; which due to their contract became absolute. That command was to become a summoner of Spira and thus has begun Miumi's journey.
RP sample:
Tomaj’s husky voice whispering the directions in Miumi’s ears caused him to shake and quiver under his cloak, but to maintain his persona he would show no outwards appearance besides the occasional dull click of his nails on the bar counter as Tomaj was also pouring Miumi a cup of juice from one of those little cactuar monsters he had been slaying so often. He would offer a curt smile and leave a couple Gil on the counter as payment for the information; he didn’t have much at the moment either so he couldn’t be as generous as he once might have been. When Miumi began to transcend the stairs he would fiddle with the metallic chain of his necklace and would pull it taunt to his neck; it would apply pressure onto vocal box making it slightly easier for his vocal pattern to become slightly deeper. He ignored the feeling of being slightly choked as he would take rather deep calming breathes from his nose as he pulled the cloak down further so that shadows just stopped short of his eyes. He didn’t wish for that many people to see his face; as he had memories he didn’t wish to remember.
He noticed the glare of flame flickering wildly within a jar; like an animal caught in a trap struggling for life. It began to eat at the quick as an occasional updraft from the hot air would bring it sweet nourishing oxygen. His eyes would trace the shadows of the figure that was before him as it shined slight light on her face; it quickly became apparent that she was female due to the angles and the pettiness of the face. So this was the person who wished to meet with him. He would just slowly approach the table allowing his cloak to billow open in the next draft, it would reveal Miumi’s thin and narrow legs; how despite being such an adventurous fellow they remained an almost ghastly sickeningly pale shade meaning that he probably got his work done quickly or only traveled under the guise of the chilly nights. She would probably see the fine leather holster which held within it a pristine weapon of some sort; unlike many other people who chose swords and guns Miumi chose the more versatile scythe as it was good for both close, medium and even long range if he threw it right.
He had learned since his travels that he could even supplement hand to hand in while using his weapon as a way to maintain his leverage and restrain his enemies; Ivalice’s lands had been quite kind to him as of lately . As the cloak continued to billow it would spread to reveal narrow hips which were rather scantily clad with a plaid skirt which had luscious shades of red which rivaled the rose and the dark shades which mimicked the color of obsidian. Occasional checkered spots of white the color of the clouds above Rabanastre would filter in. A variety of elaborate chains were ensured around his legs and it was strange one would think they would hinder his movement; no they if anything made his prey fear him and run giving him the delicious thrill of the hunt which gave him near orgasmic bliss. He would allow his arms to spread revealing the narrow lithe build of Miumi’s torso which had various little scars on it and the vaguess glimpse of a tattoo could be seen as his arms would collapse inwards; yet despite showing off his body he kept his face hidden. He would sit on the banister instead of the actual table.
“ You wished to see me?”
“
He would say softly his weight shifting uneasily on the banner and he would balance it occasionally by planting his feet to the ground and looking at her from beneath his hood.
