vio
10-20-2007, 04:20 PM
Vio’s rpg application (as requested by the general (Sora Scans) public and Smooch) ('S' is such a lame letter, and yes im covering up the fact i spelt the name wrong xP)
GENERAL
Name: Verdant Iotunde
Gender: male
Age: 17
Blood type: O (not confirmed)
Nationality: Roots can be traced to east Africa, born in England, immigrated to Japan
School: Ex-Advent High pupil (no longer a member due to excessive truanting)
Skill Stats:
Stamina: 10
Strength:10
Defence: 10
Speed:10
Total Skill Points: 40
Status: F-class
Road: Currently unaware of the existence of roads
Road description:-
A T name: L.Kickers
A T description: Basic AT shape, with a thin oblong block of metal (similar to the casing used in stunt rollerblades) securing the wheels to the AT frame. The AT’s are Matt black all over, with a yellow sun enamelling covering the heel part.
Looks:
Pic: Coming soon, I currently lack a scanner so my sister’s friend is working on it
General Appearance:
Hair colour: Black
Hair style: he straightens his hair, but when wet it resumes its natural curly afro look
Eye colour: Black (curiously lacks the reflective properties of eyes)
Skin colour: Black
Preferred Dress style:
Never seen without his cross necklace (given to him buy his little sister) “I just like the style that’s why I wear it” He has an assortment of baggy jeans, large boots and large trainers. He usually wears a close fitting shirt with a loosely fitting shirt or thin jacket on top. In cold weather he wears a full length black jacket. Most of his things are green and/or white. Always carries a plain Rucksack that carries either his shoes or his AT.
PERSONALITY
Likes: Short cuts
Easy things
Pretending to be super cool
Cosplay
Straight lines
Dislikes: Hard work
Vegans “Vegetables take too much work to digest”
Pain
Hobbies: Running
Writing
Bird watching
Wiggly lines
Completing his Rubix cube
Fears: Death, Infertility, being robbed of his mobility, being robbed of his sight, hair loss
Goals: To find a reason to be free so he can give freedom to others
Overall Personality: Extremely Lazy, lives by the mentality that he has no problems if he chooses not to get involved.
Prefers straight hair because his natural hair is “a b***h to comb”
HISTORY
Birthplace: England (London)
Birth date: June 13th
Birth time: 00:30AM
Parents: Mr. and Mrs Iotunde
Siblings: Naomi and Priscilla Iotunde
Overall History: Always truanting with never a care in the world, Verdant had an air which reeked of unreliability. Nobody, save for his family, bothered him and after years of being like this he believed it was the best way. He never struggled in school maintaining an average life with average grades and average fitness. Everything else about him was average and laid back, he never wanted to rise above someone else. However after spending the majority of his life this way his family and school decided it was time for him to learn and began to encroach on his free space. After trying to unsuccessfully sneak in his favourite pastime (sleeping) he decided he needed a way to get away and be free, running was an option but certain places were barred to him so he decided to look into a new craze that was hitting his school. Soon after he bought his first pair of AT’s and seeing them as nothing but a tool to escape he began to enjoy his usual regime (*eat* *pretend to work* *sleep* *hide* *escape* *repeat x INF*). Over time however he realised he wasn’t limited to taking a break when he was allowed and began taking them whenever he felt like it. He was quickly expelled (lol pwned). Determined to get away before his parents found out, he withdrew all his money and joined the army. He was quickly removed. At this point returning home was suicide so Verdant decided to make it or brake it in Japan. Armed with his abundant(ly lacking) wits, his AT and more money then a 17 year old should have (19,112 Yen) he set off looking for a place to stay and a way to make money. 2 months on he’s learnt Japanese and he’s a “Hot Ramen delivery boy, the only one for 20 miles” living in accommodation provided by his employer, Life is average for Verdant, however Despite the belief that life is better when he’s alone doing nothing, inside, Verdant has been wanting something more, a reason to wear his A-T’s with pride
Extra: Ever since he left for the army Verdant has missed his sisters a lot, they’re the only people who could actually extract any seriousness out from him and he looked out for them. He also has a passion for the freedom AT has given him and won’t let anyone take that away. Excessively right handed
Role-play Sample:
The night was still as verdant steps cautiously towards the Higashi side pass, “Man, why do I have to walk down here at this time of the night, im gonna get killed, im so gonna get killed” After a brief pause to take a breath he sets off down the path. “Its ok, just don’t run, if I run I’ll make a sound and be dead for sure”. Verdant walked slowly down the pass in that fashion until he heard a voice, the type of voice that belongs to your murderer in your nightmares “Hello, I would draw this out for dramatic effect but all I really want is your blood and your money”. Verdant stopped “Um so let me clarify you wanna kill me?” The man nodded. “And take my money” more nodding “and plunder my goodies?” The man started to nod “Goodies?” Verdant looked at him with a blank expression before unzipping his pants “You see these goodies here they’re great for things li- PEE ATTACK!!!” The would be killer only had time to gape in horror as a stream of fluid coated his face. He started, rubbed his eyes, howled in agony before taking a blind swipe with his knife. Verdant didn’t see any of this as he had already begun walking home, however the murder wasn’t letting his prey escape that easily “Get him guys”. Verdant didn’t stop to look as numerous men appeared from the various shadows present in the pass “Hey little boy, don’t think your surprise attack is gonna get us we know your tank must be empty now” a bald man piped up “Yeah Bob, that was a hell of a lot of pee”. The man called Bob stared down his accomplice “Quiet Boro-Horo, now where were we” He turned to look at Verdant who had continued to walk on completely oblivious. “Hey you, ya sleep walking or summink? Get back here!” Verdant’s pace didn’t change. “Im talking to you!!!” Bob aimed a punch for Verdant’s head but stopped when Verdant didn’t even flinch. He observed Verdant’s face for a second then withdrew his hand. “There’s no pleasure in hitting someone who doesn’t even care”
The rest of the attackers stood in awe, as Verdant passed, not knowing whether too attack or let him go. Their eyes followed him as he stopped at the end of the pass and removed his AT from his rucksack. Verdant peered into the sky “hmmm, ill probably be force fed ramen again tonight” and then he was off riding away into the night.
When he was gone from view Boro picked up the courage and asked “Hey guys, when did he actually change into his AT?” Bob immediately began his reply “You idiot he took out his AT and…um did you see him put them on? Did anyone?” his question was received with an abundance of shaking heads. The bosses hand landed on Bob’s shoulder “Perhaps it’s best we didn’t take that boy’s money tonight, storm riders are dangerous people”
GENERAL
Name: Verdant Iotunde
Gender: male
Age: 17
Blood type: O (not confirmed)
Nationality: Roots can be traced to east Africa, born in England, immigrated to Japan
School: Ex-Advent High pupil (no longer a member due to excessive truanting)
Skill Stats:
Stamina: 10
Strength:10
Defence: 10
Speed:10
Total Skill Points: 40
Status: F-class
Road: Currently unaware of the existence of roads
Road description:-
A T name: L.Kickers
A T description: Basic AT shape, with a thin oblong block of metal (similar to the casing used in stunt rollerblades) securing the wheels to the AT frame. The AT’s are Matt black all over, with a yellow sun enamelling covering the heel part.
Looks:
Pic: Coming soon, I currently lack a scanner so my sister’s friend is working on it
General Appearance:
Hair colour: Black
Hair style: he straightens his hair, but when wet it resumes its natural curly afro look
Eye colour: Black (curiously lacks the reflective properties of eyes)
Skin colour: Black
Preferred Dress style:
Never seen without his cross necklace (given to him buy his little sister) “I just like the style that’s why I wear it” He has an assortment of baggy jeans, large boots and large trainers. He usually wears a close fitting shirt with a loosely fitting shirt or thin jacket on top. In cold weather he wears a full length black jacket. Most of his things are green and/or white. Always carries a plain Rucksack that carries either his shoes or his AT.
PERSONALITY
Likes: Short cuts
Easy things
Pretending to be super cool
Cosplay
Straight lines
Dislikes: Hard work
Vegans “Vegetables take too much work to digest”
Pain
Hobbies: Running
Writing
Bird watching
Wiggly lines
Completing his Rubix cube
Fears: Death, Infertility, being robbed of his mobility, being robbed of his sight, hair loss
Goals: To find a reason to be free so he can give freedom to others
Overall Personality: Extremely Lazy, lives by the mentality that he has no problems if he chooses not to get involved.
Prefers straight hair because his natural hair is “a b***h to comb”
HISTORY
Birthplace: England (London)
Birth date: June 13th
Birth time: 00:30AM
Parents: Mr. and Mrs Iotunde
Siblings: Naomi and Priscilla Iotunde
Overall History: Always truanting with never a care in the world, Verdant had an air which reeked of unreliability. Nobody, save for his family, bothered him and after years of being like this he believed it was the best way. He never struggled in school maintaining an average life with average grades and average fitness. Everything else about him was average and laid back, he never wanted to rise above someone else. However after spending the majority of his life this way his family and school decided it was time for him to learn and began to encroach on his free space. After trying to unsuccessfully sneak in his favourite pastime (sleeping) he decided he needed a way to get away and be free, running was an option but certain places were barred to him so he decided to look into a new craze that was hitting his school. Soon after he bought his first pair of AT’s and seeing them as nothing but a tool to escape he began to enjoy his usual regime (*eat* *pretend to work* *sleep* *hide* *escape* *repeat x INF*). Over time however he realised he wasn’t limited to taking a break when he was allowed and began taking them whenever he felt like it. He was quickly expelled (lol pwned). Determined to get away before his parents found out, he withdrew all his money and joined the army. He was quickly removed. At this point returning home was suicide so Verdant decided to make it or brake it in Japan. Armed with his abundant(ly lacking) wits, his AT and more money then a 17 year old should have (19,112 Yen) he set off looking for a place to stay and a way to make money. 2 months on he’s learnt Japanese and he’s a “Hot Ramen delivery boy, the only one for 20 miles” living in accommodation provided by his employer, Life is average for Verdant, however Despite the belief that life is better when he’s alone doing nothing, inside, Verdant has been wanting something more, a reason to wear his A-T’s with pride
Extra: Ever since he left for the army Verdant has missed his sisters a lot, they’re the only people who could actually extract any seriousness out from him and he looked out for them. He also has a passion for the freedom AT has given him and won’t let anyone take that away. Excessively right handed
Role-play Sample:
The night was still as verdant steps cautiously towards the Higashi side pass, “Man, why do I have to walk down here at this time of the night, im gonna get killed, im so gonna get killed” After a brief pause to take a breath he sets off down the path. “Its ok, just don’t run, if I run I’ll make a sound and be dead for sure”. Verdant walked slowly down the pass in that fashion until he heard a voice, the type of voice that belongs to your murderer in your nightmares “Hello, I would draw this out for dramatic effect but all I really want is your blood and your money”. Verdant stopped “Um so let me clarify you wanna kill me?” The man nodded. “And take my money” more nodding “and plunder my goodies?” The man started to nod “Goodies?” Verdant looked at him with a blank expression before unzipping his pants “You see these goodies here they’re great for things li- PEE ATTACK!!!” The would be killer only had time to gape in horror as a stream of fluid coated his face. He started, rubbed his eyes, howled in agony before taking a blind swipe with his knife. Verdant didn’t see any of this as he had already begun walking home, however the murder wasn’t letting his prey escape that easily “Get him guys”. Verdant didn’t stop to look as numerous men appeared from the various shadows present in the pass “Hey little boy, don’t think your surprise attack is gonna get us we know your tank must be empty now” a bald man piped up “Yeah Bob, that was a hell of a lot of pee”. The man called Bob stared down his accomplice “Quiet Boro-Horo, now where were we” He turned to look at Verdant who had continued to walk on completely oblivious. “Hey you, ya sleep walking or summink? Get back here!” Verdant’s pace didn’t change. “Im talking to you!!!” Bob aimed a punch for Verdant’s head but stopped when Verdant didn’t even flinch. He observed Verdant’s face for a second then withdrew his hand. “There’s no pleasure in hitting someone who doesn’t even care”
The rest of the attackers stood in awe, as Verdant passed, not knowing whether too attack or let him go. Their eyes followed him as he stopped at the end of the pass and removed his AT from his rucksack. Verdant peered into the sky “hmmm, ill probably be force fed ramen again tonight” and then he was off riding away into the night.
When he was gone from view Boro picked up the courage and asked “Hey guys, when did he actually change into his AT?” Bob immediately began his reply “You idiot he took out his AT and…um did you see him put them on? Did anyone?” his question was received with an abundance of shaking heads. The bosses hand landed on Bob’s shoulder “Perhaps it’s best we didn’t take that boy’s money tonight, storm riders are dangerous people”