Post by acclue lockheart on Dec 8, 2007 2:21:10 GMT -5
Name: Acclue Lockheart
Age: 8 (apparent)
Gender: Male
Race:
(no known race and unsure of old form)
Rank: F
Class/Monster: Nekomata
Realm: Nowhere
Weapon Skills/Abilites/Magic: none
Appearance: A small white kitten with two large black feathery wings on his back and a small golden halo over his head, often has a lost look on his face
Personality: An innocent soul that only wants to return to his old body. He is very easily frightened and difficult to get close to. Even though he's frightened by nearly anything dangerous, he still refuses to give up his search for what happened to him.
Biography: Acclue is unsure of his past. He awoke one day in a strange place (the underworld) and an even stranger body. He is sure when he went to sleep that he wasn't in this form, of course it could just be denial combined with amnesia. Some strange force calls him to seemingly random places in his travels and he follows it in hopes of finding out what happened to him.
He has found in multiple encounters that he has an innate sense for danger, an incredible luck, and quick reflexes, but claims that he just does it as a reflex. His severe lack in physical strength keeps him from doing many tasks alone, and so he often seeks others and simply follows them around until they just happen to help him along. Until he finds answers, he'll keep looking and hoping that his past is still out there somewhere.
Interests: has a deep calling in drawing, though he finds it quite difficult without opposable thumbs.
Vassals: none
Other: none
Reminisce Shoppe Items: none
Sample Roleplay: Acclue sat on the ledge atop a small brick building. He loved to come to that spot when he didn't have any leads. The rooftop overlooked a forest that wasn't so small that he could see beyond it, but enough that it could be ignored in such an area. Watching the sun set over the forest was a sight to behold and he expected to take it all in.
"Huh?" his ears suddenly perked up and he looked up to the side with an expression of mild surprise. He stood up and squinted in the direction "Something over-" but before he could finish his sentence, a number of arrows flew at such high speeds that they pushed the wind back behind them. Acclue gasped as they struck the building's wall right beneath him. The force nearly blew him off the building, throwing him to the edge. He latched his claws onto the stone just in time and hung off the edge. He struggled in his panic, but couldn't manage to pull himself up.
"Help! Somebody help me!" he shouted. The building was unoccupied, so he wasn't going to be 'rescued' any time soon. He looked down at the ground several stories beneath him and turned his gaze back up.
He swung his hind legs up and finally got his footing against the stone. He gave a sigh of relief. Then he heard a loud crack. "aww, frick!" he shouted as the section keeping him on the roof broke apart and began to plummet toward the earth.
Acclue swung his legs frantically as he dropped. He scratched the wall and tried to slow his descent, breaking his speed down to a small drop. As he hit the ground with ease, he sat for a moment, then shouted out "OW! That burns!" he waved his forepaws in the air.
In a moment, his claws stopped burning and he once more looked to where the arrows had come from "Jeez, what was that about?... Oh." he looked up behind him... at his wings. "Heheh, whoops." he couldn't help but smile at his lapse in memory. He stood up and walked to the forest's base "Okay then, I get it." he said as if he were speaking to someone, and ran off into the woods.
((Ever wonder what happens to those arrows that just happen to miss their mark? They go after small animals in the distance
))
Age: 8 (apparent)
Gender: Male
Race:
(no known race and unsure of old form)Rank: F
Class/Monster: Nekomata
Realm: Nowhere
Weapon Skills/Abilites/Magic: none
Appearance: A small white kitten with two large black feathery wings on his back and a small golden halo over his head, often has a lost look on his face
Personality: An innocent soul that only wants to return to his old body. He is very easily frightened and difficult to get close to. Even though he's frightened by nearly anything dangerous, he still refuses to give up his search for what happened to him.
Biography: Acclue is unsure of his past. He awoke one day in a strange place (the underworld) and an even stranger body. He is sure when he went to sleep that he wasn't in this form, of course it could just be denial combined with amnesia. Some strange force calls him to seemingly random places in his travels and he follows it in hopes of finding out what happened to him.
He has found in multiple encounters that he has an innate sense for danger, an incredible luck, and quick reflexes, but claims that he just does it as a reflex. His severe lack in physical strength keeps him from doing many tasks alone, and so he often seeks others and simply follows them around until they just happen to help him along. Until he finds answers, he'll keep looking and hoping that his past is still out there somewhere.
Interests: has a deep calling in drawing, though he finds it quite difficult without opposable thumbs.
Vassals: none
Other: none
Reminisce Shoppe Items: none
Sample Roleplay: Acclue sat on the ledge atop a small brick building. He loved to come to that spot when he didn't have any leads. The rooftop overlooked a forest that wasn't so small that he could see beyond it, but enough that it could be ignored in such an area. Watching the sun set over the forest was a sight to behold and he expected to take it all in.
"Huh?" his ears suddenly perked up and he looked up to the side with an expression of mild surprise. He stood up and squinted in the direction "Something over-" but before he could finish his sentence, a number of arrows flew at such high speeds that they pushed the wind back behind them. Acclue gasped as they struck the building's wall right beneath him. The force nearly blew him off the building, throwing him to the edge. He latched his claws onto the stone just in time and hung off the edge. He struggled in his panic, but couldn't manage to pull himself up.
"Help! Somebody help me!" he shouted. The building was unoccupied, so he wasn't going to be 'rescued' any time soon. He looked down at the ground several stories beneath him and turned his gaze back up.
He swung his hind legs up and finally got his footing against the stone. He gave a sigh of relief. Then he heard a loud crack. "aww, frick!" he shouted as the section keeping him on the roof broke apart and began to plummet toward the earth.
Acclue swung his legs frantically as he dropped. He scratched the wall and tried to slow his descent, breaking his speed down to a small drop. As he hit the ground with ease, he sat for a moment, then shouted out "OW! That burns!" he waved his forepaws in the air.
In a moment, his claws stopped burning and he once more looked to where the arrows had come from "Jeez, what was that about?... Oh." he looked up behind him... at his wings. "Heheh, whoops." he couldn't help but smile at his lapse in memory. He stood up and walked to the forest's base "Okay then, I get it." he said as if he were speaking to someone, and ran off into the woods.
((Ever wonder what happens to those arrows that just happen to miss their mark? They go after small animals in the distance
))
