Post by Teh Triox on Sept 29, 2007 0:08:35 GMT -5
Name: Triox (Pronounced: Trey-ecks)
Nicknames (optional): Trey, Tree, White Mage of the Fan Blades
Age: Unknown but looks about 19
Height: 5'7" (He's short, deal with it)
Gender: Male
Species: Nobody
Position/Job: Organization, Member XVI, White Mage of the Fan Blades
Weapon: Twin medium sized green Fans (as in the but full dark green with light green tips) With the Nobody insignia in the center
Power: As his title implies, he's a mage, a white mage. His main power is the ability to Heal (Cure, Cura, Curaga, Regen, Life, Full-Life, Esuna, Stona, Panacea). He's also capable but unskilled in status effecting spells (Mini, Confuse, Silence, Blind, Dispel, Bio) and Protection spells (Protect, Float, Reflect, Shell). Skills which he is unaware of and thus rarely uses are Holy, Mighty Guard, Def-less, Vanish, White Wind, Magic Hammer, White Draw.
Despite being a "white mage"; He actually has some attack power behind him.
Picture [Optional]:
Coming soon
Appearance:
As before mentioned, he's short in stature. To top it off, he's a bit weedy looking. While his face is young, almost childish, his body is rather thin and almost femininely so. Lime green eyes are hidden behind Half-moon glasses, as his vision is only impaired when reading, which is likely the cause for it's impairment. A brown locks of hair wisply frame his face, reaching no further than his jaw before it slants up in a bob-cut hairstyle that seems far too suited for a female. His attire is most often the usual for the Organization, a long black fitting overcoat of a poly-urethane and Poly-vinyl mix, with silver accent beads on the hood's drawstring as well as the decoration chain at the clavicle. Beneath the coat he adorns the standard knee-high boots with black trousers and a black tank-top, as it provides the best movement.
Personality:
"Quiet and Smart." He has an affinity for math, and usually uses that to his advantage. Whether it's assisting in the labs, working on his own, or fighting a foe, He's got a mathematical equation for it all. He's rather 'nerdy', yet does happen to have times where he explodes into life, acting happy, hyper, and downright annoying. When not in that sort of mood he tends to be calm and naive. For all that smarts, he still needs any innuendos to be a plain as day.
History/Background: As most lower members, he does not recall his previous life before the birth of a nobody. Like most of the Organization, he was found, given a name derived from his previous title, and an allocation. He's still relatively "green" with his powers.
Roleplaying Sample:
This was ludicrous. This was insane. This was MAD. He was giggling! Awful! Dreadful! The sound of his own high-voice in an impish cackle rang in his ears and drove his logical mind to the brink of it's end! Men in the Organization do not GIGGLE. Not even Marluxia GIGGLED. What the bloody hell was wrong with him?! He knew he shouldn't have eaten cookies, sugar was his worst enemy. Caffeine he could handle, in fact it never had an effect on him.
But sugar, on the other hand, made him truly insane. His mind ceased to function properly, before he knew it, the poor boy was acting gigglier than a schoolgirl with a hotty crush, sillier than Silly putty.
"Hey, Trey? You alright?" One of the fellow Organization members asked him, sounding worried. Triox laughed, "Let me tell you something!" And before anyone knew it, the teen was up on the table and singing.
"Yo! The name is Batty,
The Logic is erratic,
Potato in a jacket,
Toys in the attic!
I rock and I raamble,
My brain is scraambled,
Rap like and animal,
But I'm a mammal~."
Could Nobodies even go insane?
Extra:
Uh.. yeah... I usually don't do OCs... xD so uhm.. yeah... hope this is.. y'know... okay?
Nicknames (optional): Trey, Tree, White Mage of the Fan Blades
Age: Unknown but looks about 19
Height: 5'7" (He's short, deal with it)
Gender: Male
Species: Nobody
Position/Job: Organization, Member XVI, White Mage of the Fan Blades
Weapon: Twin medium sized green Fans (as in the but full dark green with light green tips) With the Nobody insignia in the center
Power: As his title implies, he's a mage, a white mage. His main power is the ability to Heal (Cure, Cura, Curaga, Regen, Life, Full-Life, Esuna, Stona, Panacea). He's also capable but unskilled in status effecting spells (Mini, Confuse, Silence, Blind, Dispel, Bio) and Protection spells (Protect, Float, Reflect, Shell). Skills which he is unaware of and thus rarely uses are Holy, Mighty Guard, Def-less, Vanish, White Wind, Magic Hammer, White Draw.
Despite being a "white mage"; He actually has some attack power behind him.
Picture [Optional]:
Coming soon
Appearance:
As before mentioned, he's short in stature. To top it off, he's a bit weedy looking. While his face is young, almost childish, his body is rather thin and almost femininely so. Lime green eyes are hidden behind Half-moon glasses, as his vision is only impaired when reading, which is likely the cause for it's impairment. A brown locks of hair wisply frame his face, reaching no further than his jaw before it slants up in a bob-cut hairstyle that seems far too suited for a female. His attire is most often the usual for the Organization, a long black fitting overcoat of a poly-urethane and Poly-vinyl mix, with silver accent beads on the hood's drawstring as well as the decoration chain at the clavicle. Beneath the coat he adorns the standard knee-high boots with black trousers and a black tank-top, as it provides the best movement.
Personality:
"Quiet and Smart." He has an affinity for math, and usually uses that to his advantage. Whether it's assisting in the labs, working on his own, or fighting a foe, He's got a mathematical equation for it all. He's rather 'nerdy', yet does happen to have times where he explodes into life, acting happy, hyper, and downright annoying. When not in that sort of mood he tends to be calm and naive. For all that smarts, he still needs any innuendos to be a plain as day.
History/Background: As most lower members, he does not recall his previous life before the birth of a nobody. Like most of the Organization, he was found, given a name derived from his previous title, and an allocation. He's still relatively "green" with his powers.
Roleplaying Sample:
This was ludicrous. This was insane. This was MAD. He was giggling! Awful! Dreadful! The sound of his own high-voice in an impish cackle rang in his ears and drove his logical mind to the brink of it's end! Men in the Organization do not GIGGLE. Not even Marluxia GIGGLED. What the bloody hell was wrong with him?! He knew he shouldn't have eaten cookies, sugar was his worst enemy. Caffeine he could handle, in fact it never had an effect on him.
But sugar, on the other hand, made him truly insane. His mind ceased to function properly, before he knew it, the poor boy was acting gigglier than a schoolgirl with a hotty crush, sillier than Silly putty.
"Hey, Trey? You alright?" One of the fellow Organization members asked him, sounding worried. Triox laughed, "Let me tell you something!" And before anyone knew it, the teen was up on the table and singing.
"Yo! The name is Batty,
The Logic is erratic,
Potato in a jacket,
Toys in the attic!
I rock and I raamble,
My brain is scraambled,
Rap like and animal,
But I'm a mammal~."
Could Nobodies even go insane?
Extra:
Uh.. yeah... I usually don't do OCs... xD so uhm.. yeah... hope this is.. y'know... okay?