Post by Jupiter on Jan 22, 2011 1:48:31 GMT -5
[/color]IT'S MY LIFE
when i rock like this -- fft, you know what it is
( it's now or never )[/size][/center]
NAME: Jupiter
AGE: twenty-three come the winter
GAME: original, FFXII based
WEAPONS:
- EBONY;; a finely crafted sword that is a rich black from it's point to the end of it's hilt. despite his wealth, jupiter refused the infusion of jewels to keep it's completely black appearance. the sword itself however, is in no need of jewels as the intricacy and beauty of his design more than compensates for it's lack of bling.
- IVORY;; like ebony, ivory is the best money could buy. also one color, it is in opposition to it's sword counterpart. completely white, ivory is a light-weight gun suited to fit specifically in jupiter's hand. it is very advanced, complete with a quick reload time and an amazing accuracy.
ABILITIES:
- THUNDER;; with an almost natural affinity for electricity, jupiter has managed to break the usual barriers of magic surrounding this art. he can manipulate it quite well, to the point of which it is less of a haywire shot to nearly honed in. he is able to do a multitude of tricks, from shockwaves to strikes. however, his magnitude for the art of lightning leaves him lacking in nearly every other area of magic.
- ACROBATICS;; his figure lean and lithe, jupiter has little trouble performing feats of skill. he believes in showmanship and while others believe it to be "showing off," jupiter does it mainly for his own enjoyment rather than theirs. he fights with style and he loves it.
- RHYTHM;; a strange thing to consider ability wise, but jupiter utilizes rhythm in most things he does. fighting becomes an art, the reason why he does it so extravagantly, and even when he goes as far as to taunt his opponents, it's too a fast paced rhythm. he has been noted back home for his speed, a habit he has fallen into by letting a rhythm take hold and run it's course. even in speech and every day action, he has a habit of just moving, expressing himself through body language and the like.
( i ain't gonna live forever )
[/size][/center]PERSONALITY:
- THESE CONCEALING MASKS WE WEAR
On the surface, Jupiter is an energetic young man. Given many things in life without having to work for it, he has the tendency to expect things without compensation. While he has learned that things do not come free anymore, he is still often caught off guard by the exchange. He is arrogant to a degree, a trait noticed most often in self-compliments and during battle. He enjoys the art of show, often misread as showing off, though he'll be happy to correct you. His energy makes him almost always in motion, happy to strike conversation and meet new people. He wears a smile more often then not, though smirk is a better term. Jupiter is quick to change emotion and after his time in the war, he has a shorter temper, often leaving him irritated or frustrated. - COVER SCARS OF TIMES WE TRY TO FORGET
As stated above, his time as a more or less mercenary has left a large impact on Jupiter. While all of the above is quite true, at least, before the war, many times it is only a means of coping. He feeds off of attention, off the need to be wanted, and he finds it easier to be so when he is agreeable, rather than downtrodden from the horrors of illegal warfare. He is often overcome by the need to spill blood and these are the times he becomes most irritable. Jupiter wants desperately to be the boy he was, but he has become a man, a fact he cannot accept. He clings so desperately to his perfect upbringings that he has managed to delude himself into thinking he is still there. Or, when he realizes things have changed, that he has been brought to this new world to be given another chance to be who he wants to be.
HISTORY: Born in the highest class next to being a Solidor, Jupiter was a very lucky boy indeed. He was given everything in life, the best tutors, the best toys, the large allowances, the freedom of being a rich little boy. Like most boys, he took to a rebellious state and because of it, his social life flourished. He became the life of parties and inner circles that were considered quite prestigious, if looked down upon by the snobs of his class. His parents frowned, but Jupiter adored his group. There was never a dull moment. From parties, to hunts, to getting in the classiest places and meeting the finest of Archadia, Jupiter was blessed indeed.
Fortunately for him, the dream didn't seem anywhere near ending. That is, until the war escalated and even the nobles were affected. Despite being nearly immune from the draft, Jupiter left his home, against his parents will, and joined a rouge group called Leá Monde, a force separate from the military might of the Empire, but still loyal to them. Instead, they strayed away from the ethics of war and did what the military could not do. They were praised by their employers, men they had never met, but suspected to be a part of Draklor.
When the Empire fell, they were few in numbers, the near-war that had broken out too much for such a small force to take on. Jupiter was one of the few that survived and he returned to his homeland scarred by what he'd seen, what he'd done. He hides the horrors of warfare by falling into who he was before, smiling and partying. But his temper was shorter, his heart not in many of it. And he felt a craving, one to continue the blood spill.
The transportation to this world was sudden to say the least. He thinks of it as some sort of purgatory, the timing impeccable. He was in the middle of entertaining thoughts of joining a rebel coalition just to justify the use of his weapons when he found himself somewhere new. Confused but curious, he finds the new scenery able to soothe the disturbing needs in his body. He is unsure of his desire to return home. Perchance here, he can start anew.
LIKES: music, decadence, the ladies, the men, reading people, sarcasm, rhythm, order, law, being analyzed, mechanics
DISLIKES: close-mindedness, filth, being shutdown, silence, captivity, arrogance in others, clumsiness, the same old thing
( this ain't a song for the brokenhearted )
[/size][/center]RP SAMPLE: here as Vanek
HOW DID YOU FIND US: <3
CUSTOM TITLE: OF THE LIGHTNING
SHOUT OUT: boom, baby
PASSWORD: fly free like the canary
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TEMPLATE © Vanille
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