Final Fantasy [Sign Ups]

[Crystal Tears]

Ash fell from the heavens, and it is in that darkest time that the piercing light came: a beacon from the Goddess that she had not abandoned her peoples. In the glory that is she, the sky turned blue and the ashes changed to snow.

Blessed snow: mark of the Goddess Lindzei - guide our steps and make sure the ashen rain never returns. For we are your eternal servants and will never question your judgement…

= - + - =

Eons ago, the world was dark and void of the Goddess’s light. Humans fought with creatures beyond the imagination, and it was on the cusp of their annihilation, that Lindzei appeared as a single beam of light, cutting across sky, banishing the curse of disorder.

As her light sheltered the world, humans prospered. Cities arose, and the power of humanity was unable to be questioned. War against the creatures of the once darkened plains ended with the near eradication of all the twisted beings.

To aid humanity, Lindzei created the fal’Cie, beings of tremendous magical power to guide the fledging race. They were ordered to nurture the new world and the humans, so that they will never displease their Goddess.


Centuries past, darkness began to return. Monstrous thunderstorms emerged, and falling from them was not rain, but ash. Long thought dead monsters arose, and the ash twisted some of the natural fauna into creatures of nightmares.

Desperate to fend off the coming ash, the Inner Council – charged with protecting the prosperity of the entire human race, turned to the fal’Cie for guidance.

The fal’Cie had watched in silence for millennia, but upon the request of humanity they spoke. Ultima – Lady-Sovereign of the fal’Cie, created Alexandria - a floating city with enough power to shield the lands of humanity from the terrifying storms, and house the entire government. And from there she split the fal’Cie into two groups.

Those that would look after Gaia – the wilderness, and those that would look after Eden – Humanity’s shelter and home.

Eden’s government saw a shift in power.

Ultima and her fal’Cie brethren now ruled from the fortress-city of Alexandria, with a single human appointed to be their intermediary.

Below Alexendria however, the cities and technology differed greatly. With no direct fal’Cie influence, humanity was left to advance on its own. The shining beauty of the unlimited power of the new rulers did not touch the practicality of the human cities. With their trains, vehicles, and clunkier civilian airships…

= - + - =

Ultima, physical manifestation of all that is pure and untainted… she is the beacon to the Goddess, her will shall be ours. For it is in her divine eyes that Lindzei watches over Eden and its people. We mark the day the fal’Cie saved us with a massive fireworks display over the bay in Ramblum.

Let it be known – shall a threat arise to Alexandria and her queen: Ultima that war will be upon us. For not even growing Gaian scourge and it’s king: Humbaba can withstand the wrath of the faithful…

Final Fantasy
The Ashen Realm

Yes, this marks the return of Final Fantasy to RPG. I can hear the groans some of you are making, but… to bad. Anyways!

Now if you’re unfamiliar with the lore of Final Fantasy 13, that’s fine. Just realize that Lindzei, and fal’Cie are from the Final Fantasy 13 universe. Now, what you need to know about Final Fantasy: The Ashen Realm…

The world: It’s split into two major sections: Eden and Gaia.

Eden is a massive shielded area of Gaia, and its home to most if not all of the human population. Its capital is Alexandria – the seat of power for Ultima and her human representative: Matriarch Kara Myst. There are two very distinct technologies at play in Eden: anything that has been designed and/or controlled by the fal’Cie resembles the technology level of Final Fantasy 13. However, anything that humanity has created on its own is much closer to our modern age right now (complete with traffic lights!).

The shield itself spawns from a massive floating orb over Alexendria, and the shield itself is perfectly clear, save for when you get near the bottom (where it disappears into the ground), there it glows a soft blue as a warning that its present.

Gaia on the other hand, is not so friendly. Sprawling wilderness covers the land, and is no paradise. Mountains, deserts, snow-blasted lands, and ruined cities mark what once was protected by Lindzei’s divine light. It is run amok with fiends and creatures that many in Eden could scarce believe. The reigning race of monsters is the might Behemoths, ruled by their tyrant King Humbaba on the Bay of Cosmos. Gaia is often terrorized by fierce thunderstorms that rain ash, the mark of chaos and death. Legend says entire cities have been lost to the fall of constant ash, buried under a sea of grey.


People:
The Humans: the most abundant race, humanity has proven that it’s capable. However, much like children, when something scares them, they go running to their protectors. Humanity now near worships the fal’Cie as their protectors and near-gods, to the point where new sermons and analects state that Ultima is Lindzei in physical form.

The fal’Cie: created to protect humanity and watch over the planet, the fal’Cie are silent beings that preform their tasks admirably and have near limitless magical power. Ultima is their Lady-Sovereign, and is now the undisputed ruler of Alexandria and humanity.

The Behemoths: while originally not the most tech-savvy creatures, the behemoths ruled Gaia before Lindzei brought humanity into the light. They directly oppose Eden, and have been raging a futile war against Eden for a long time. They’ve been scavenging technology off the old human cities, and the few unlucky outer patrols they can ambush. They see the ash as a mark for a new, Lindzei-free age.


Classes: You don’t get these right off the start, but you are welcome to pick one. It’ll be quite clear when these come into play. Until they’re unlocked, consider yourself a normal, everyday human. I would like one of each type before we start seeing doubles.

Commando: A physical fighter, the commando role boosts the capabilities of the fighter. They can leap higher, hit harder, and are quite agile. Eden Myst (Crystal Tears), Reserved for Mystic_clown

Sentinel: A defensive player, the sentinel can taunt opponents into attacking them, and when in a defensive stance: can brush off even the most devastating attacks. Markus Antein (Samchu)

Ravager: Offensive magic, they destroy opponents using the elements: Fire, Water, Electricity, Ice, Air and Earth. Nova Myst (ChobiChibi), Odile Gallagher (Pichu Luver)

Saboteur: A support specialist, the saboteur specializes in debuffing the enemy and crushing the spirit. Adair Stroud (Pichu Luver), Kite Rowe (Classy_cat18)

Synergist: The opposing support specialist to the saboteur, the synergist boosts the party and makes them most resistant to damage of all types. Bellaevis (Weasel Overlord)

Medic: Those gifted in the graces of white magic, they heal the sick and wounded, capable of curing near all debuffs on the party and mending wounds. Reserved for mattbcl, Alex Dia (Crystal Tears)


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Name: Eden Myst

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Class: Commando

Personality: Not by any means weak, Eden is a determined, solitary fighter. Her determination and steadfastness can often real that Eden is in actual fact: incredibly stubborn and critical. She’s usually calm and cool in most combat situations, though she can be goaded (if the opponent is really determined to anger her) into acting a bit rashly. She speaks little about herself or her past, ignoring comments about being the sister of Ultima’s chosen representative or her name baring a striking resemblance to humanity’s home. She has little patience for idiocy, weakness and crybabies. Most often her tone is a judgemental one, never seemingly happy with people’s efforts. She can be supportive and kind, but it’s rare to see that side of the hunter.

… She also has a nasty habit of having sarcastic remarks for people who annoy or pester her.

Appearance: Eden has charcoal black hair with pale blue eyes, and stands at 5’9’’. She has a black, strapless corset-styled top that has an onyx black plate forming to the curve of her spine at the back. The metal plate itself has Gaian text on it, saying ‘Let the stars guide your steps’ near the bottom in faint silver etching. Her right shoulder has an oynx-black coloured metallic pauldron on it, with two glowing orange strips on it. Her left shoulder is bare, while the arm is covered in a black, skin-tight material that comes up halfway on her bicep. Either hand as a glove on it with armored-knuckles, with the left hand digits is also armored. Covering her upper half is a slim, done up sleeveless overcoat that’s white for the most part, save for the back that displays the seven pointed star sigil of Eden in a brilliant blue. Her pants are simple tan cargos, not as loose as many variations, and are held onto her hips by a thick, simple brown belt with a silver-coloured buckle. Her sword is supported and stored in a harness hanging from her hips and on her back (the gunblade comes in two pieces). Her boots are black, and have a tad bit of armoring on the front of it, as well as an inch heel, making Eden stand at 5’10’’.

Occupation: Alexandrian Command Huntress

Weapon: Gunblade – The Ashen Fall: Eden’s gunblade actually had three forms. The base form of it is two separate short blades, they look very much the fantasy idea of this world and the weapon itself is clearly of fal’Cie origin. Its base colour is red, with translucent blues and purples edging, and golden engraving of Gaian Text. The words say ‘Guardian of the Goddess, may the Piercing Light guide you’, though it’s only eligible when the blade is combined together, where it assumes a form close to Lightning’s Gunblade in FF13-2. When the gunblade transforms into its rifle form, it’s slightly more align the lines of a fantasy-sniper rifle, with a purple laser pointer and blue lenses in the scope.

History: Eden grew up the younger sister of the incredibly smart and talented Kara. Eden has always admired her sister, and supports her in nearly everything she does. When Eden was sixteen, she enrolled in the Alexandrian Command: a military organization trusted with protecting Ultima, Alexandria and the entirety of humanity’s lands. She was quick to advance, having unbelievable devotion to the ideal that the Command presented. Eden is one of the few who had been outside of shielded area, though not too far, she is capable huntress, and pursued her marks into the ash rain itself to rid the world of them.

She’s one of the top-ranking mark hunters in Eden, and has seen two fal’Cie: Ramuh of Aiethon and Golem, a massive fal’Cie that wanders the unprotected, ash covered Gaian lands. She’s also trained new recruits in both the Alexandrian Command and the Eden Defence Core (a more localized policing force)

Relationships: Old friends with Bellaevis and Markus, and older sister to Nova.

Other: None!

[Weasel Overlord]

My bard is totally reserving a Synergist IF THAT IS OKAY (if not I'll take Sab, no worries)

[Pichu Luver]

I'll take Saboteur and either Healer or Ravager depending what others want.Thanks!

[Crystal Tears]

Alright, that was... quick. Anyways, all positions have been reserved, so now people can ask for classes that have been already taken. However, I don't want to see an overabundance. Try to keep it even!

[Weasel Overlord]

Name: Bellaevis (Her real name is Leábell Suriander)
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Class: Synergist
Personality: Bellaevis is feisty, and that's the first word that comes to mind for most people. She's loud, rude and brash, and has little to no brain-mouth barrier. She will say whatever is on her mind, and damn the consequences. However, she has a natural silver tongue, and since most of the things she says are lies, most people who know her take everything she says with a very large pinch of salt. She could talk her way out of a battle with relative ease, mostly because she sees everything as a chance for a story to be told.
Bellaevis is, despite her loud nature, a very still person. She barely gestures with her hands, and when she's not talking, she could be mistaken for actually being asleep. These instances are few and far between, however, as she has a mouth powered by a motor.
Because of her habit of saying whatever pops into her head, on the surface she appears extremely scatterbrained (she's very forgetful of everything except her Barding) and ditzy, but she can recall a conversation from five years ago in perfect detail, along with enough embellishments that the participants themselves take her version as being truth.
Although she flits between friends and acquaintances like a child playing with toys and discarding them, there are a select few people who can count her as a friend for life, whether because she finds them entertaining or as a chance for some good songs no one knows. She will also pursue someone she finds attractive quite single-mindedly until she gets what she wants.
Her favourite kind of song and performance is the bawdy type, and she knows (and has composed most of the) rude lyrics for the majority of the professional Bardic canon. If you know a song, it's likely she will know the filthy version of it, and if she doesn't, well, it'll only be maybe three or four days until there's a new, much less clean version of that song.
Bellaevis is an excellent judge of audience and character by extension – being a Bard, she needs to know how her audience is taking her performance and be able to adjust that accordingly. She is therefore a good person to have as a friend, as she will basically adapt to being whatever you need at the time. This makes her seem exceptionally fickle, but she has no problem with that.
On the sexuality side, Bellaevis likes both men and women, but she prefers women by a small margin. She is adventurous, and could probably tell quite a lot of stories that would make your hair stand on end just to think about. Basically, you don't want to play “Never Have I Ever” with her. Ever. She can also hold her drink like a champion, although she will be plagued by the most horrendous headaches and hangovers the next day as revenge.
Appearance: Her hair is curly, sheared short and asymmetrical, and a very forgettable mousy brown. It never looks the same every time she has it cut, mostly because she does it herself and doesn't think of checking a mirror. She doesn't, generally, care a jot about her appearance, unless she's due to be playing somewhere, and even then it's only because she has to be professional.
Bellaevis stands at a decidedly average 5”6; she has broad shoulders, somewhat of a belly, small breasts, large feet and long-fingered hands.
Her non-performance clothes are made up of a skirt reaching to around mid-calf at the longest made up of five different layers, each one a slightly different length. The under-layer is silver and completely sheer – it's also the longest, and about 4” of it shows. The second layer is patterned yellow flowers, the third is bright turquoise with brown stripes in various hues, the fourth is black as pitch with stars picked out in silver and the fifth is her personal favourite and patterned with green wyverns on a navy background. She will change the various layers of her skirt depending on whim, but never the wyvern material (although it will sometimes be in a different place). The skirt layers are held together by a very broad waist-cincher belt in supple leather, painted black with a silver wyvern brooch on the left-most side. The wyvern's eye is picked out in a single precious opal, and the belt is fastened up the front with five hooks.
On top, she wears a loose dark grey cotton blouse with an extremely wide collar. The shirt is held in by her belt, and it plunges down her cleavage, actually making it seem sort of like she has one. A bit. The sleeves are long and wide enough to drown her hands.
On her feet, she wears knee-high boots, folded over about 6” at the top, in dark grey leather. They have no heel, and the material is soft and crinkled with use. They lace up tightly at the back.
In her ears, Bellaevis wears a total of 13 earrings; 6 in the left and 7 in the right. The ones at the top are rings in different metals, and the two hanging down are beaded charms; the right holds a tiny wyvern in a wrought-silver cage and the left a bold bell with a muted clapper that chimes in time with her playing. As well as her earrings, the only other piece of jewellery Bellaevis wears is an unadorned red leather choker necklace, about 2” wide, which ties at the back.
Her performance-garb is the same waist-cincher belt, but her skirts change to shades of red, longer at the back than at the front to make a sort of train, and rouched. She changes into a purple shirt with tucked sleeves, so they don't get in the way while she plays.
Occupation: Bard
Weapon: Bellwyrm's Heartstring (erhu-bow) – a subtle weapon that is first and foremost a part of her professional instrument. You can't really describe the Heartstring without describing Bellwyrm, the Erhu itself, which is entirely wooden and polished to a homely sheen. Bellwyrm is a long instrument, and deepest red in colour with black accents. It has a black leather strap from top to bottom, which Bellaevis uses to sling it across her shoulder with. The Heartstring is a curious weapon; at first glance it seems harmless, and then before you know it you're on the floor with the threads around your neck. In essence, it acts like a whip crossed with a bolas – the point is to ensnare the enemy and bring them in close, where the strings can be used to strangle. The Heartstring extends, and is weightier than it looks.
History: Brought up by incredibly stifling parents, Leábell's Suriander was graced with an embarrassing name and an equally embarrassing mother and father against whom she rebelled with all her heart. She spent most of her time outside after curfew, whiling away hours in bars. Her parents, willing as ever to spoil her rotten, paid quite happily for lessons in both erhu, and from a strange, much older man called Aevis, who taught their little Leábell things they never could have dreamed about, like the precise way to strangle an enemy, and how to engage in experienced coitus with more than one person. Obviously, the nature of these lessons were kept secret from Leábell's parents, who thought she was simply learning how to dance.
At the age of 19, Leábell went through a stormy break-up with Aevis, who no longer captured her attentions as he used to. She'd changed her name in a fit of girlish infatuation (not legally, however – Bellaevis is her stage-name only) around their first year of dalliance, but she keeps it now as a token, and a way of remembering Aevis, who was technically her first love. She's not quite so sentimental about it, however, as he was also her first lot of things.
While she is adept at the murderin' of folks, Bellaevis preferred to learn her craft instead, and has been pursuing her profession since she was 17.
Relationship: Bellaevis has been friends with Eden since their childhood.
Other: Her instrument is the erhu, a two-stringed creation played with a bow. Her singing voice is much more suited to a bawdy tavern tune than to anything more subtle, so she does not sing to accompany unless it's one of her favourite rude songs.

[Samchu]

Name: Markus Antein
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Class: Sentinel

Personality: Considering the hardships that have plagued him, Markus is a very laid back and carefree individual. He generally manages to get along with people very well though he still hasn’t figured out all the right things to say to women. He’s great at goading people into attacking him – a skill he learned from Eden – which he prefers as his fighting style of choice is to counter-attack. He’s extremely loyal to the Core and probably spends more time working that he’s supposed to.

Appearance: Markus stands at roughly 6’1 and has a very similar build to Snow (FF13). His skin has a very light tan as although his work is entirely indoors the training room has a lot of windows and he spends most of his free time outside. He has a very short crop of ebony hair and misty grey eyes. He wears the standard Defence Core uniform (which is the same as that of FF13s Guardian Corps) with the exception of the gloves, which he replaces with his own weapon.

Occupation: Close combat / hand-to-hand trainer for trainees in the Defence Core and Alexandrian Command (but is affiliated with the DCs)

Weapon: Markus’ weapon is a purpose-designed pair of fingerless gloves that extend to his elbow. They appear to be made of a pale mesh-like fabric but actually contain tiny electrodes that he can activate by clicking his fingers. The resulting electrical charge hardens the mesh into a steel-like but flexible substance that he uses to shield attacks and deliver more powerful blows to his opponents.

History: Markus comes from a small settlement on the edge of Eden. His family worked a small wheat farm but Markus always dreamed of moving to Alexandria and making something of himself. After scraping together enough money, Markus finally moved to the capital. It was everything he had dreamed it would be but he was nothing that the city wanted. His lack of education (he could neither read nor write) and his rural ‘brashness’ made it impossible to get work. Refusing to go home in shame, Markus spent the next year living on the streets, begging for money and – though he hates to admit it – occasionally robbing random passers-by. One night, however, he interrupted an attack on a lone man by stepping in and fighting off his aggressors. The man in question turned out to be a member of the Eden Defence Core and the following day Markus enrolled as a trainee. He learned to read and write and met Eden, with whom he had an intense but friendly rivalry, with the two often sparring together. Unfortunately, the two were destined for separate paths, with Eden joining the Alexandrian Command and Markus staying loyal to the Defence Core. Though they saw each other less, they maintained their ritual of sparring together and their paths in life only sought to strengthen their rivalry. Markus became an instructor in the academy but still finds the time and energy to keep Eden on her toes when they meet.

Other: None

[Crystal Tears]

You two are accepted. :3 ♥ ♥ Eden has friends!

[ChobiChibi]

Name: Nova Myst
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Class: Ravager

Personality: Nova is quite a laid back guy, which often leads to people calling him lazy and irresponsible. He’s not lazy, he simply doesn’t want to do what they want him to! He’s charming and charismatic; people look to him for advice and friendship, which he gladly returns. He’s a very curious individual, which often gets him into trouble. He likes to lie his way out of situations, but suffers the consequences when found out. He really doesn’t like sticking to rules either, at least the ones that are truly restricting. He is determined to step foot into Gaia; if near the edge of the dome you will catch him taking a lingering glance to the outside world around them. Overall, Nova is a man who just likes to have fun and enjoy life.

Appearance: Nova stands at a lean 5’11’’, with a modestly muscular build. His charcoal black hair is long at the front and shorter at the back, styled so that it doesn’t fall flat against his head, but stands up. He has pale blue eyes and lightly tanned skin. Nova always seems to be smiling, grinning or smirking, rarely will you see a frown on his face. He wears a long, beige-brown coloured jacket that stops about half way down his thighs, with a collar that is almost always turned up, one large buckle at the top, just under where the collar starts, and several smaller ones down to about his waist. Although the sleeves are full length, he normally has them rolled up to his elbows. It’s rarely done up either, unless it’s cold. Underneath he wears a dark t-shirt with a rounded neck, quite tight fitting. He has two belts, one with a large, silver buckle in the middle to hold up his jeans, and the other with seemingly no purpose to the untrained eye, but it actually holds the scabbard to his blade, which sits at his lower back, out of sight. His black jeans are well worn and comfy looking, as are his black, steel toe-capped boots, whose laces are rarely done up.

Occupation: Mechanic

Weapon: Nova uses a short sword that folds in on itself, clicking and locking into place when he takes it from the scabbard. The hilt is black with golden embellished dragons weaving around it. The blade itself is quite plain, except for the text engraved in it. It reads, “Life is a trial; use the stars as your guide”. It was a gift from Eden, and he thinks the text is Gaian.

History: As the youngest of the Myst siblings, Nova has always been overly mothered, but also has a lot expected of him, as Kara holds such an important position, and Eden has certainly made a name for herself within the Alexandrian Command. It was fine when he was younger, but he started rebelling against it. Like Eden, he joined the Alexandrian Command when he was 16, but managed to get “kicked out” by the time he was 18. He was really enthusiastic at first, and actually he became quite good at combat by the time he left, but it was the influence of others outside of the Command that lead him astray.

Nova had always wanted to leave Eden (the place, not his sister) and see Gaia for himself, and met a group of like-minded people that felt that humans should be given the chance to leave if they wish. After he left the Command, he was given a job as a mechanic by one of them. None of them know his true identity, except his boss, as he donates the majority of his wages to the other employees secretly, as he doesn’t really need them.

They managed to find a crack in the dome. Nova and two others slipped through into Gaia and were doing fine for a while, until confronted by a small Behemoth. Knowing full well that they could not beat this thing, Nova told the others to run. As the only one with a real weapon or any training, he attempted to stall the beast, until it clawed at him, catching him right across his chest. He was lucky, someone had alerted the Command and Eden showed up just in time for him to get to his feet and run. He was arrested and for the last 2 weeks he has been in quarantine, only released early because of his name. The other two are still in quarantine. Eden has him under house arrest whilst he recovers, but they both know that won’t last long...

Relationships: Nova is the younger brother of Kara and Eden Myst. Not many people know this though; his name never seems to come up in conversations.

Other: Has a motorbike that he loves.

[Crystal Tears]

You're accepted Becki. :3

Now, for my second sign up... XD


Name: Alex Dia

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Class: Medic

Personality: Alex is a rather kind and gentle soul, with no intent to harm anyone. Not loud, annoying or in any way cynical, Alex is quite a pleasant person. She can quickly endear herself to anyone, and her own quiet demeanour makes many want to protect her. She’s passionate in what she believes in, however she can easily be upset by harsh words or actions. She has strength of will though, and will do her best to follow through with a plan, and not let anyone down.

She has a remarkable ability to cheer anyone up, even when she has no idea what’s wrong.

Alex has an incredibly hard time telling people what’s upsetting her, usually she chooses words that insult others, so she thinks it’s best to just grin and bear it rather than talk about it. She’s also an incredibly bad liar.

Appearance: Standing at 5’7’’, with lilac eyes, white-blond hair that's long and put up in a ponytail (in which the elastic is beaded and brightly coloured like her bracelets), and a fair complexion, nothing about Alex says threatening. She has a slim, and petite figure, wearing skinny jeans with a colourful (purple, gold, and cream), short sarong wrapped around her hips as a mark of her village. Her sneakers are plain beige, rising up on her ankles a bit. Alex’s top is a simple baby pink halter, and on her wrists are numerous colourful beaded bracelets and trinkets.
Due to these trinkets and the like, she lightly jingles when she walks or runs.

Occupation: Mah’hubre Pilgrim, and unofficial Songstress

Weapon: Eventually obtains a baton that extends and is made of a very solid piece of metal. It’s pretty plain, but the tip is pointed for stabbing.

History: From the small, fal’Cie-worshipping village of Mah’hubre, Alex grew up with the idea that all fal’Cie are gods. The village is governed by three elders; all who have young adults go on a great pilgrimage of sorts to all fal’Cie cities. The pinnacle being Alexandria itself with the divine Goddess Ultima, daughter of Lindzei.

Alex was named after the holy city, as it would be blasphemy to name her after one of the fal’Cie. No attention was ever given to the strange little village or to its pilgrims until Alex appeared. Having a voice the elders deemed a gift from Lindzei herself, Alex made a name for Mah’hubre when she sung at Aeithon to the fal’Cie Ramuh, and stirred him so greatly as to name one of the new Alexandrian Command airships: ‘The Voice of Lindzei’.

Not accustomed to her new fame, Alex was quick to hide. However, she did agree (as Kara Myst’s request) to sing at the Parade of Lights, during the fireworks display.

Other: She’s completely useless in a fight, with not a skill in combat to speak of.

[Pichu Luver]

Why you ask? ‘Cause he makes me squee and snigger and ultimately, why the hell not?

Name: Adair Stroud
Age: 27
Gender: M
Class: Saboteur
Personality: Very cavalier and selfish. He almost always has his own goals in mind, even if he saves your life, there is probably some way he can profit from it. He doesn't quite lie, but nearly everything he tells you is a half-truth. Any honest words are so muddled in amongst his tales that you'd be lucky to pick them out of the verbal jumble. For his own reasons he trusts very few people.
He is consistently cheerful, even when the shit is hitting the fan, he can say something that will at least make you roll your eyes. He has no problem screaming in a most ridiculous manner, and diving, rolling and any number of stunts during a fight. It adds up to be very distracting to his opponent and anyone who watches him fight realizes how useful this madness can be. He also has absolutely no problem running away from a fight. Not quite a coward, but he'd avoid fights whenever possible.
He often throws in long/eloquent/not often heard words into everyday speech just to confuse people as he thinks it funny. He'll flirt with women but it's often nothing more than words, as he just can't be bothered with all the responsibility with getting too close. He has a rather fluid honour which only makes sense to him. Mostly it involves loyalty. For all his flippancy he will stand and fight for what he believes in. Well . . . usually.
Appearance: Long light brown hair that is as straight as an arrow when he lets it out of his tail. This is just as well as some strands are always free draping next to his face. His skin has a dark tan as he spends most of his time with the sun on him. He has a stubble beard which he rarely shaves off. If he does takes any of it off, he usually goes for a stubble handlebar mustache and goatee. Almost always has sunglasses on, behind which are rich brown eyes that are usually filled with humour. A smirk or smile, choose which offends you less, is most often on his face. Like he is privileged to the best joke in the world and no one else gets it.
He is 6'0 and walks with a slight swagger, but not one to make him look cool. He looks exceptionally odd in fact, and gets many looks by people wondering just what he's on. The more pleased he is, the more pronounced the swagger. He wears a loose, light blue silk mid-thigh tunic with a v-shaped open collar. The arms from the elbow down are looser then above and open to a point on the back of his hands. This tunic is worn over a white too-large, slightly transparent dress shirt with lace cuffs. The cuffs cover his hands are heavily embroidered.
His pants are silver canvas with pockets of different varying darker materials that look like patches. His shoes are scuffed, brown leather riding boots. In inclement weather he has a steel grey, frayed, hooded leather-like trench coat. It’s missing all its buttons, has many pockets on the inside and two large ones on the outside. Gold with scarlet designs bandana covers his hair. He has one ring on his left pinkie of blue titanium with a silver, intertwining and curling feather engraving. Gold etches the feathers, and small sapphires are in the centre of the curling feathers. He has a scarlet and gold embroidered sash and his long sword is kept on his back so he has the strap going across his chest. His fiddle is kept on a case hanging from his waist and he wears leather boots with a small heel.
Occupation: Pilot.
Weapon Type: Sword
Weapon: The sword is a little over four feet long, and the blade and the hilt are the same length, which makes it great for the fluid movements Adair usually ends up trying. The blade is plain and te hilt is black leather with a silver filigree pattern in feathers. The pommel has a sapphire that Adair, though he has tried many times, is unable to get out. The sword itself collapses into a dagger he carries on in a black leather sheathe. The dagger sheathe repeats the feather pattern on the hilt of the sword.
History: He doesn’t really talk about anything pre-twenties, other than mention his mother was a seller of pleasure. He, for obvious reasons does not know who his father is. His mother intimated she did, but if she ever told him, he has yet to admit it. He got a good schooling somewhere as he has a great command of vocabulary, though his understanding of math is nothing to brag about. He got enough skill not to be cheated though.
From ‘wherever’ he was given and or taught a great skill at running, dancing, singing and playing the fiddle. Goddess forfend you give him a gun or ANY projectile propelling product. He could not shoot in a straight line with a laser sighted rifle welded to a perfected flat steel table. Everyone is safer with Adair SANS gun. With his sword he is a good decent fighter, but that is because he bounces, slides, skids, falls, flops, runs, swoons and ducks. Unpredictability makes him hard to hit, and his hits come from unlikely places.
Once he was out of school he was a player of Chocobo Rugby*. He got quite famous at it too, but his team the Silantos Skylarks, never got past the Quarter Finals so after five years he left. After that he wandered about doing odd jobs, and at one point or another he gained skill at piloting. He found he excelled at it to an astounding degree. Two years ago he came into the employ of Odile and has been with her and her girls ever since.
Other:

*Rugby and add Chocobo’s

Name: Odile Gallagher
Age: Unknown (25-40)
Gender: F
Class: Ravager
Personality: Odile is of mercurial morality. She not precisely a dishonest person, but if it doesn’t suit her goals, she doesn't see the point in telling the truth either. She does not tolerate bullshit, laziness, or disloyalty. She does hold a grudge and has no problem waiting years to get back at those who cross her. She is a woman of passionate emotions, though she does not express them. Long training has taught her control. She is NOT rude, though she can at time show a sarcastic whit. She excels at reading people, and greatly enjoys her chosen profession.
However old she is, she gives people the impression that she is an ‘old soul.’ She is great at the look that makes the observed feel about the size of an ant. Not the ‘you are an idiot look’, but that she knows all about them and there are no secrets held from her (which more often than not, is true). While she is NOT to be trifled with, she is quick to laugh; smile and can take a good natured joke at her expense. If she likes you, you have a friend for life and an unexpectedly powerful ally. She also loves children and is a very protective of those she sees as in her care.
Appearance: She’s got an hourglass shape and is fairly muscular, as she dances every day for exercise. She frequently spares with Adair as well. She stands a hand under six feet, but when she wears heels she’s the same height as Adair (not crazy heels either, just a couple inches). Her hair is a curly amber colour, with natural blond highlights and brunette lowlights. A fact she flaunts as she keeps her hair very long. When it’s out of the various hairstyles she puts it in, it reaches her butt. Her hair can be in any style, but if often has a crown of braids with long pieces that drape next to her face. The excess trailing down he back, and a rose-gold simple flower and vine twining crown is nestled in the braids.
He facial features and skin tone would be described (on Earth) as Moroccan. Her eyes are a vibrant blue colour, but she hides the fact that she’s horribly far sighted. She wears contacts when working, or simple wire glasses when not. She accentuates the fact her eyes narrow very slightly to a point with her makeup. She always has makeup on, but it’s not much, just enough to accentuate her features. As she no longer ‘works’ she doesn’t feel the need to really do up her face anymore.
She typically wears a dress cut in many ragged layers down to just past her knees. The last layer is triangle shaped and the other layers are angled. The dressed has thin halter straps. The dress is rather thin, almost semi-transparent; the layers hide her modesty more than the actual fabric does. The dress has a bright floral pattern on the top and the triangle layers are striped in bright red, dark red, pale purple, lilac and pale orange. The florae’s match the dress in colour, but are outlined in bright blue. Her torso is a bright scarlet red. Over this dress she wears a sheer blue, lacy vest that is tied in the middle. He heels are gold, with the motif matching her crown, but she wears dark gold leather paddock boots when sparing with Adair.
Currently she is delicate orchid earrings and a necklace of many charms. With the above said, due to her occupation she has a large and varied wardrobe.
Occupation: Madam.
Weapon Type: Staff.
Weapon: It’s the same height she is and it is the same colour as Adair’s ring. It’s dark blue-grey with silver carvings of feathers and tracings around those edges in gold. Small sapphires dot it. It is two-bladed, the blades looking like long birds of paradise feathers coming out the top. One side starts a foot from the top, and the other right at the tip. They are both two feet long. One peacock like blade comes right from the top, turned a different way from the two long ‘feathers’ so as to slice a different direction. Half foot spiky needles are also along the top. They look like soft, downy feather but are anything but. The staff folds into three and when it does the peacock feather turns so the collapsed staff will lay flat on Odile’s back.
History: She was born, raised and trained to be a courtesan somewhere. She has never told anyone where. When she was younger she bought her current airship with her saved money, Sealark. It looks vaguely like a Leafy Sea Dragon. It’s not very large, mostly made up of cabins, with a relatively small cargo hold. She worked her way up into high and trusted (to keep her and those in her employ mouths shut) circles, and unofficially retired a while ago. Now she looks after her male and female courtesans, training and setting up engagements for them wherever they go. If there is a large and/or sophisticated party Odile and her retainer are there.
Other: She and Adair tell a different story every time about how they met. It was not when Adair started working for her.

Yes she’s a whore XD.

[classy_cat18]

Name: Kite Rowe
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Class: Saboteur
Personality: A glacial-like personality. He speaks in a monotone voice about the brutal truth about what he does and doesn't like about things or people. But despite the flaws that he'll find within everything (and he'll always find something), he's a kind and loving soul. He just doesn't show it. He's not an affectionate person, doesn't like physical contact by strangers and keeps physical contact with friends to a minimum. Strange thing is that his nature lays somewhere between feminine and masculine, and deep down holds feelings about those of both genders. He'll say silly things with a completely straight face and stares at objects of interest with curious eyes, having no problem with touching inanimate objects. When not on the job, he's either roaming the town on his own or watching Nova from a distance. He's not one for petty violence despite the barely-hidden enthusiasm he has when he wrecks or takes apart something, but he'll show that same enthusiasm when he has to protect himself or others from enemies.
Appearance: 5'11", with a scrawny build that makes people wonder how he manages to do any manual labor, much less be able to wield a huge sledgehammer. He has long limbs, hazel eyes, and short blond hair that he keeps in a style identical to Zexion of the Kingdom Hearts series. The bangs hide an ugly scar around his eye; he had been burned when he was a little kid but he doesn't know how. He wears baggy blue jeans that drape over his work boots and hang slightly loose around his waist, kept in place by a single black belt. His black long sleeved shirt has frayed cuffs and collar from damage and age. Although his clothes are always dirty, his pale skin is always mysteriously squeaky clean. He always wears his black goggles around his neck when not using them. He also wears black work gloves for extra grip. He doesn't like taking his shoes off, for he's missing the second toe on each foot.
Occupation: Salvager of spare parts, which includes tinkering and taking apart of all things mechanical. With a side order of demolitionist.
Weapon: A sledgehammer with a handle as long as most as his body. He calls it Smashy.
History: He doesn't remember the first seven years of his life. His best guess was he was an abused and abandoned child but he has no proof, neither does he care. The first memory he has was of him wobbling down the streets until he came across his current boss. The name he carries is a fake one, but he doesn't care about that either.

When Nova and two others tried to break out of Eden, Kite stayed behind and waited for his friend, secretly hoping that the attempt would teach him a lesson about going out unprepared. But he also feels that someday he will find himself outside the dome as well.
Relationships: Friend of Nova although he and his fellow employees don't know much about him.
Other: Loves sweets. Also has a bad habit of taking things apart that he shouldn't. Don't take your eyes off of him! ^_^

[Weasel Overlord]

RIO. NOW I WANT TO PLAY SIRIUS. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!

[or: shall I play Sirius?! QUICK. TELL ME.]

[ChobiChibi]

No Beck, Shay does not belong outside of Spira. Keep her in her box, bring her out another day <3

Zdiwbaispxbdissgbs STROUD.

EDIT: Now that I've calmed down (lol), Shonta, Kite wouldn't know Nova's surname at all. He doesn't share it, so he'd have no idea who he was related to. Except for their boss. Who I was gonna name Cid for good FF measure XD

[Pichu Luver]

Am I not ebil Becki?

Do what pleases ye Weas , 'tis why I transported the squiggle muffin from Spira, I wanted to snerk.

[classy_cat18]

EDIT: Now that I've calmed down (lol), Shonta, Kite wouldn't know Nova's surname at all. He doesn't share it, so he'd have no idea who he was related to. Except for their boss. Who I was gonna name Cid for good FF measure XD

Oh, gotcha. *goes to edit and finish*

[Crystal Tears]

Accepted to all! ^_^ :3

Classy your accepted so far, I just want to see the completed form.

[classy_cat18]

DONE! *bows and falls asleep at desk*

[Zaiphon]

Why am I always late?

Name - Lirein
Age - 17
gender - female
class - Saboetur
Persenality - Lonely person who speaks at grave times , Found at tall places .she never interacts with people unless asked , strong fighter.
appearence - "6'03" feet tall, raven black hair till waist which is rarely seen . Crimson eyes , thin yet strong , wears a cloak with a hood that covers her face except her left eye , wear a veil over her mouth.shirt will be a a regular black shirt , with a white line across the chest and sleeves are full , white. black flipout pants . shoes will be ninja shoes.
Occupation - Nomad
History - Unown
Weapon - A sword , it's hilt has a black dragon and the blade has a black tail going up .She also use energy convert bow and arrow.
Relationship - None
Offers - training , battle stratergy , range training.

[Crystal Tears]

Zaiphon, I'm sorry but your sign up is rejected. Please refer to my PM as to why.

[Shadow Wolf]

Name: Jin Namikaze
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Class: Synergist

Personality: Jin is best described as soft spoken. His quiet behavior and blank expression is usually his trait when doing everyday life, leading him to go by life unnoticed. This makes him feel comfortable, as he focuses on his duties and on his hobbies in life. If he needs to interact with people, he prefers to express himself with gestures and short phrases. However, when necessary, he goes beyond this behavior to express what he has to say. He may look docile and weak-minded, but he is stubborn and strong-willed, especially when needing to protect those whom he considers friends. Lately, thanks to the events unfolding around him and to the advice of his trainer and friend, Markus, he is making an effort in being open and expressive about his thoughts.

Appearance: Jin stands at 5’10” with a somewhat athletic build and a lightly tanned skin. His most outstanding feature would be his hair, which has a brown shade, extends to his neck and splits into bangs at the front. Apart from this, his looks are pretty much normal: black eyes, a combination of a black jacket, a blue t-shirt, jeans and a pair of black boots.

Occupation: Defense Core Trainee and construction worker.

Weapon: Jin will use a pair of customized tonfas. These two tonfas have a mechanism in the handle which can be use to adapt them to various forms. The two most commonly used are extension and rotation. The former used for offensive improvements and the latter for defensive purposes, like deflecting bullets of shielding enemy attacks. The weapons itself may look pretty normal, but the material used to create them makes them heavy and sturdy, which requires both the technology to use them and the strength of the wielder to be able to be used effectively. Fortunately, Jin’s arms and build will help him on this.

History: Jin was raised in a family with high moral values and strict rules. He was to be at bed early, dedicate himself to his studies and rarely comment on his point of view. He admired the Alexandrian Command soldiers, but he knew that his parents would not let him join due to their dislike to anything related to violence. However, when he became 18, he confronted his parents to let him enroll in the Eden Defense Core. He was kicked out of his house because of this. Since he had to start from scratch, he took construction for a living and when he managed to establish himself, he joined the Eden Defense Core.

Relations: He recently enlisted in the Defense Core, thus the only person he is familiar with is Markus: his trainer.

Other: His hairstyle is similar to Leon’s hair (KH2 Leon).