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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Mar 6, 2013 6:10:38 GMT
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Race:
Human
Class:
Martial Artist
Species& Class Skills:
Diversity: Humans are the most diverse species native to gaia, they start off with 150 extra stat points to distribute between starting stats. C. Atk:100 Spr:50
Appearance:
Alignment:
Good
Profession:
AVALANCHE Member/Bartender
Personality:
Tifa is a very strong willed young woman with a determination that exceeds the norm. When her mind is set on something, she does it. She's always got a smile on her face and encouraging those around her and offering them her support. Despite her body build, she packs a surprising punch and is more than capable of holding her own. So think twice when you think about hurting her friends.
She's also a very motherly figure. Feeling the need to take in and protect those who need her. Whether they be friend or stranger. But this often results in her taking care of others instead of herself. Being a hardworker, actively keeping up with the bar and maintaining it in and her fellow members of AVALANCHE sometimes takes priority over her own needs.
Despite her physical strength, the young bartender is very emotionally shy. Finding it difficult to express her feelings though she's very empathetic with their feelings. She usually keeps her thoughts to herself and on the rare occasion she does speak her mind, she often finds it a harrowing task. And though she tries her best to overcome her shy tendencies, it's a task easier said than done.
Home Continent:
Nibelheim Current Residency: Midgar
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Character Level:
1
HP:
250
MP:
100
Atk:
120 (+10)
Def:
120
Mag:
10
Spr:
50
Experience:
0 AT CREATION
Stat Points:
500 BETWEEN THE ABOVE STATS. WITH AT LEAST 10 IN EACH STAT
Gil:
100
Equipment:
Premium Heart (Gloves)- +10 attack
Character Abilities:
Close Quarters Combat- Being trained in hand to hand combat, Tifa's reflexes are very quick giving her the ability to evade one attack. Usable once per battle.
Magic:
Lvl 1 Cure: Cost-25MP / Heals for: 150HP Haste: Cost-20MP / Grants an extra action and speeds up movement for one post.
Summons:
N/A AT CREATION
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HISTORY:
Tifa was born in the small town of Nibelheim next door to a young boy named Cloud Strife. A young boy she never got to know too well at first, but would soon be her best friend. At the tender age of just 8 years old, Tifa's mother passed away. An upset Tifa took off for Mt. Nibel with the belief that it was there she could see her deceased mother again. Cloud had tailed her in order to make sure she made it to her destination safely. That plan failed as they both fell through the rickety bridge and crashed down to the ground below. Tifa's father discovered them, and her father was furious as he blamed Cloud for what had happened. He blamed him for her severe injuries.
5 years passed and Cloud invited Tifa to meet him at the water tower. When she arrived Cloud told her of his plans. He was going to leave their small hometown and venture off in order to join SOLDIER and be a great hero. Like Sephiroth. And from there she made him make her promise. That after he had become famous, he'd come rescue her whenever she needed him, claiming she wanted to experience that at least once. The following spring, Cloud left to pursue his dream. And Tifa remained in Nibelheim, reading the papers everyday and asking those with Shinra that occasionally came to the town, hoping to hear some words of her spiky headed friend. But she never heard anything.
At age 15 Tifa took up the job of being the tour guide for those coming to visit the town. It was about this time that she had begun taking her martial arts lessons with Zangan. Time passes and her skills grow. But even with her newfound skills, she was ill prepared for the horrors that were about to befall her small town. A strange duo reduces the town to ash and rubble and Tifa only got caught in the middle of the destruction.
Wounded severely, Tifa is rushed to Midgar by her teacher, Zangan, only barely being able to keep Tifa alive during the journey. After her injuries had fully healed, Zangan leaves while Tifa remains in the slums after seeing the poor condition of living and decides to do her best to help. She joins the anti-Shinra resistance group by the name of AVALANCHE and opens a small tavern in the Sector 7 Slums by the name of '7th Heaven'. It doubles as a secret base of operations for the rag tag group attempting to save the planet and bring Shinra to an end.
Roleplay Sample:
Through the poorly lit night streets walked all sorts of people. From the most prestige noble who strut down the streets with such an air about them in their ornate clothes and perfectly shined shoes to the scum of the city, those who had no care for their own appearance and only cared for the booze clutched in their dirty mitts. And in the midst of these groups walked a single woman who stood out from the rest.
The young brawling bartender slowly walked down the cobblestone street as deep chocolate brown eyes glimpsed from side to side, taking in the new sights. What a strange place! So many new things, so much to see. She barely even took notice to the odd stares she received as she continued on her merry way down the path. Here, she stood out from the crowds. But it didn't seem to bother the brunette. Not today. She was on a mission.
The past few weeks she hadn't heard a single word from a certain spiky haired delivery boy. Sitting idly at the bar staring at the phone wasn't doing her any good... Tifa reached calmly into her pocket to pull out a small cellphone and flipped it open. After a few silent moments of staring at the screen she snapped it shut and returned it to her pocket. Still no calls. Still no messages... Where in the world could he have gone? She had already ventured around all of Gaia with no luck. So she had extended her search elsewhere.
With a heavy sigh she went to press on only to be stopped by a burly man and his crew. "Ay there, poppet... What say you come with us? Yer pockets be lookin' a might bit heavy." The men circled around her as they cracked knuckled and necks and unsheathed their weapons of choice.
Tifa merely smirked as she slid her gloves on. "Oh, so you want to play, huh? I guess I can spare a few minutes.." She quickly charged forward, taking out a few with one hit before pivoting on her heel to take out a few others. Quickly growing aware their prey was anything but normal, the leader of the bunch suddenly began emitting a dark aura. "AH. We got ourselves a fighter, lads! Keep 'er busy!" The brawler narrowed her eyes at him and immediately made him her next target. She easily jumped over a few and began to close in to land a final blow.
But her fist never reached it's target. Instead a fairly large creature had appeared in his stead, blocking her path to him and clutching onto her fist with one of its tentacles. Her eyes widened as she attempted to free herself as its free arm quickly rushed in on the side. She braced herself from a crushing blow only to have the tables turned on her yet again. Rather than smack her down with sheer force it scooped her into its mouth. And before even giving her a chance to react cast a spell of sleep as the young bartender began to feel the world spin and suddenly go black.
By now, most of the regulars in the area had hightailed it out of the area, leaving Tifa with no help and no one to fetch any. "Oi, a feisty one wasn't she?!" The man chuckled as her stared at his new prize. "She'll fetch a pretty penny, eh boys!" The others joined in a hearty laugh save the few still nursing their wounds. "Alright ye scallywags! Back to the base!"
(Lacky Pirates are up for control if you need. Their just random NPCs to make this more fun.) [/style] |
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Post by Demon Lord on Mar 6, 2013 9:21:50 GMT
Well the only issue aside from the history thing I mentioned in the chatbox is your CA, just remove the part about the Free hit when you use the Evade and its fine.
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Post by Demon Lord on Mar 6, 2013 9:37:08 GMT
Acceptabibble.
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