Post by Asaragi on Nov 18, 2005 19:42:01 GMT -5
Warning: Slight mature content!
Zwenziligen Asaragi
Nicknames: Zwen, Zwen Asaragi, Asaragi
Race: Elf
Class: Theif
Age: 14
Weight: 138lbs
Height: 5'2"
Build:
Upper body: Shoulders aren't narrow or broad. Chest has decent muscles and has 6 pecs.
Arms: Slightly long. Lean but has enough muscles to do below average to above average damage. Hands are ambidextrous. In whole, his are built for speed, precision and dexterity.
Legs: Long. Strong with a lot of muscles for built for speed but not so much for strength. Feet muscles have developed for moving quietly in stealth and for sneaking around.
Left eye color: Tawny brown
Right eye color: Green
Hair: Long, straight and smooth. The fringe reaches the tip of his nose and the back reaches the base of his neck. Overall, hair is brown in color. Usually, hair is let down to cover his face to not let himself be recognized. When commiting crimes or assassinating, the back of his hair is pulled together to make a two inch long ponytail and his fringe will be held back with clips to not obscure his vision.
Habits: Sleeping after a night of burglary and such. Feeling up ladies and using his age to escape out scolding (basically: *Grab* "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" =pretends to weep=). Other habits include what mothers don't allow: elbows on table, yawning loudly, etc. Good habits: Kind to animals, life and nature.
Personality: Unbelievably childish when relaxed although he has violent moodswings and releases all his child-like tamper tantrums. He can however become very serious and mature during missions.
Appearance: (under construction... still drawing)
Hobbies: Small-time crime (stealing money pouches from people's belts and such), monster hunting, bounty hunting, fishing, climbing trees and swimming.
History: Zwen was born in the amusement park of the world: the Gold Saucer. His father was... amusing himself, being indiscreet and making love to a dozen or so elven women. And the final result was, you guessed it, Zwenziligen. Now, Zwen's father already had a wife and didn't want her to know about Zwen. But then, he couldn't just leave Zwen to die. So, he decided to just send Zwen to an orphanage in the slums of Midgar and arranged so that Zwen can go to school at the age of 5. In school, Zwen was constantly teased by his classmates about his ears. After all, he was the only elf there among all the other human kids and none of them had pointy ears. Zwen still got by school though and picked up his language and communication skills there... for only a year. After a year of being tormented by others, Zwen got fed up and left school and the orphanage behind him. At the age of six, there wasn't much he could do in Midgar. He stayed on the streets, learning how to beg. In time, he learnt that a bandage over his eyes, pretending blind, or hiding his leg behind him, could make people pity him more and offer more money. One day, Platime, the head honcho of an underground gang in Midgar, saw Zwen begging. Thinking that this child was interesting and had amazing potential to be a great crimelord, Platime brought the child to the thieves den in the developing Sector 6 slums. There, Zwen learnt the art of thieving. He began with basics of course, starting with hankerchiefs then moving onto wallets and purses. Soon, Zwen's talent was so good that he could even slip a ring off a monk's ring finger. His quick progress pleased Platime. Platime then started having his best burglars taking Zwen with them during their nightly rounds. They reported back to Platime that Zwen was excellent at sneaking around and even picked up the cloaking skill easily. Now, Platime knew that all Zwen needed to know was how to fight. At the age of eight, Zwen was brought by Platime to a weapons warehouse and asked to choose any two weapons. Zwen was surprised and scanned the rows and shelves of weapons. Silver bows, swords owned by kings, golden-bladed axes, every weapon imaginable but none of which interested young Zwenziligen except a plain short sword and sabre. Platime thought over the strange yet interesting choice Zwen made and asked for Leraac, an expert theif and sword fighter to help Zwen perfect his fighting abilities. For a year, Zwen learnt all principles and techniques of swordfighting and hand-to-hand combat. It took him another 2 years to practice them and an additional year to perfect them. Now at the age of 12, Zwen was one of Platime's best thieves and was well respected in the underworld of Midgar despite his young age. His age and innocence made his assassination targets never suspect him until it was too late and made law-enforcers never suspect him as a criminal. Truly, Zwen was the creme de la creme of crimelords. However, he made one huge mistake in his life. When he was 13, he decided to play a joke on Platime by stealing his ruby ring. Platime searched furiously for it and when Zwen finally gave it back, Platime had his goons beat up the young Zwen and Platime himself personally threw Zwen out onto the slum streets. Zwen however had no hard feelings towards Platime. After all, for most of his life so far, Platime had taken care of him and taught him. Now, Zwen travels the world, stealing from passersby and fending out for himself.
Weapons: Short *piercing* sword (1.5 ft blade), Short *slashing* sabre (1.5 ft blade)
Gears: Elixirs, Remedies, Phoenix Downs, M-Tentacles
Spells: Haste
Skills:
Cloaking: Renders Zwen nearly invisible by blending in with the background. Opponent's will see a small occasional shimmer (Hard to catch sight of the shimmer though)
Backstab: Zwen sinks his short sword into his opponents back, causing additional damage. (has to be behind opponent for it to work)
Limit Break:
FATE'S END: Tips the short sword with a mini-explosive then slashes at an opponent multiple times with the sabre. The limit finishes when Zwen stabs at the opponent, making the bomb explode, throwing the opponent away.
Fighting Style: Focuses speed into his attacks. He makes up for his low damage by attacking an area of the opponents body repeatedly. Uses his short sword to stab and rip, while the short sabre slashes.
Strengths: Being young, he can use his features to look innocent in front of law-enforcing people. His body is built for speed and stealth. Has good night-vision. Ambidextrous.
Weaknesses: Being young, he tends to think he's invincible and would sometimes do the reckless. His body constitution can take moderate damage but not much more than that.
(just for kicks) Theme song: Laguna theme (doesn't evri1 love it?)
ps: who knows why i like to rp kids =shrugs= When rping here, I may tend to type Tobias instead of Zwen. If i do, can someone pm me about my mistake? I bet a mod will have a lot to complain about my sheet...
Zwenziligen Asaragi
Nicknames: Zwen, Zwen Asaragi, Asaragi
Race: Elf
Class: Theif
Age: 14
Weight: 138lbs
Height: 5'2"
Build:
Upper body: Shoulders aren't narrow or broad. Chest has decent muscles and has 6 pecs.
Arms: Slightly long. Lean but has enough muscles to do below average to above average damage. Hands are ambidextrous. In whole, his are built for speed, precision and dexterity.
Legs: Long. Strong with a lot of muscles for built for speed but not so much for strength. Feet muscles have developed for moving quietly in stealth and for sneaking around.
Left eye color: Tawny brown
Right eye color: Green
Hair: Long, straight and smooth. The fringe reaches the tip of his nose and the back reaches the base of his neck. Overall, hair is brown in color. Usually, hair is let down to cover his face to not let himself be recognized. When commiting crimes or assassinating, the back of his hair is pulled together to make a two inch long ponytail and his fringe will be held back with clips to not obscure his vision.
Habits: Sleeping after a night of burglary and such. Feeling up ladies and using his age to escape out scolding (basically: *Grab* "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" =pretends to weep=). Other habits include what mothers don't allow: elbows on table, yawning loudly, etc. Good habits: Kind to animals, life and nature.
Personality: Unbelievably childish when relaxed although he has violent moodswings and releases all his child-like tamper tantrums. He can however become very serious and mature during missions.
Appearance: (under construction... still drawing)
Hobbies: Small-time crime (stealing money pouches from people's belts and such), monster hunting, bounty hunting, fishing, climbing trees and swimming.
History: Zwen was born in the amusement park of the world: the Gold Saucer. His father was... amusing himself, being indiscreet and making love to a dozen or so elven women. And the final result was, you guessed it, Zwenziligen. Now, Zwen's father already had a wife and didn't want her to know about Zwen. But then, he couldn't just leave Zwen to die. So, he decided to just send Zwen to an orphanage in the slums of Midgar and arranged so that Zwen can go to school at the age of 5. In school, Zwen was constantly teased by his classmates about his ears. After all, he was the only elf there among all the other human kids and none of them had pointy ears. Zwen still got by school though and picked up his language and communication skills there... for only a year. After a year of being tormented by others, Zwen got fed up and left school and the orphanage behind him. At the age of six, there wasn't much he could do in Midgar. He stayed on the streets, learning how to beg. In time, he learnt that a bandage over his eyes, pretending blind, or hiding his leg behind him, could make people pity him more and offer more money. One day, Platime, the head honcho of an underground gang in Midgar, saw Zwen begging. Thinking that this child was interesting and had amazing potential to be a great crimelord, Platime brought the child to the thieves den in the developing Sector 6 slums. There, Zwen learnt the art of thieving. He began with basics of course, starting with hankerchiefs then moving onto wallets and purses. Soon, Zwen's talent was so good that he could even slip a ring off a monk's ring finger. His quick progress pleased Platime. Platime then started having his best burglars taking Zwen with them during their nightly rounds. They reported back to Platime that Zwen was excellent at sneaking around and even picked up the cloaking skill easily. Now, Platime knew that all Zwen needed to know was how to fight. At the age of eight, Zwen was brought by Platime to a weapons warehouse and asked to choose any two weapons. Zwen was surprised and scanned the rows and shelves of weapons. Silver bows, swords owned by kings, golden-bladed axes, every weapon imaginable but none of which interested young Zwenziligen except a plain short sword and sabre. Platime thought over the strange yet interesting choice Zwen made and asked for Leraac, an expert theif and sword fighter to help Zwen perfect his fighting abilities. For a year, Zwen learnt all principles and techniques of swordfighting and hand-to-hand combat. It took him another 2 years to practice them and an additional year to perfect them. Now at the age of 12, Zwen was one of Platime's best thieves and was well respected in the underworld of Midgar despite his young age. His age and innocence made his assassination targets never suspect him until it was too late and made law-enforcers never suspect him as a criminal. Truly, Zwen was the creme de la creme of crimelords. However, he made one huge mistake in his life. When he was 13, he decided to play a joke on Platime by stealing his ruby ring. Platime searched furiously for it and when Zwen finally gave it back, Platime had his goons beat up the young Zwen and Platime himself personally threw Zwen out onto the slum streets. Zwen however had no hard feelings towards Platime. After all, for most of his life so far, Platime had taken care of him and taught him. Now, Zwen travels the world, stealing from passersby and fending out for himself.
Weapons: Short *piercing* sword (1.5 ft blade), Short *slashing* sabre (1.5 ft blade)
Gears: Elixirs, Remedies, Phoenix Downs, M-Tentacles
Spells: Haste
Skills:
Cloaking: Renders Zwen nearly invisible by blending in with the background. Opponent's will see a small occasional shimmer (Hard to catch sight of the shimmer though)
Backstab: Zwen sinks his short sword into his opponents back, causing additional damage. (has to be behind opponent for it to work)
Limit Break:
FATE'S END: Tips the short sword with a mini-explosive then slashes at an opponent multiple times with the sabre. The limit finishes when Zwen stabs at the opponent, making the bomb explode, throwing the opponent away.
Fighting Style: Focuses speed into his attacks. He makes up for his low damage by attacking an area of the opponents body repeatedly. Uses his short sword to stab and rip, while the short sabre slashes.
Strengths: Being young, he can use his features to look innocent in front of law-enforcing people. His body is built for speed and stealth. Has good night-vision. Ambidextrous.
Weaknesses: Being young, he tends to think he's invincible and would sometimes do the reckless. His body constitution can take moderate damage but not much more than that.
(just for kicks) Theme song: Laguna theme (doesn't evri1 love it?)
ps: who knows why i like to rp kids =shrugs= When rping here, I may tend to type Tobias instead of Zwen. If i do, can someone pm me about my mistake? I bet a mod will have a lot to complain about my sheet...
