Post by CAKE on Jul 27, 2006 23:04:51 GMT -5
Name: Chester
Age: 16
Alliance: [Good/Evil/Neutral] Neutral
Appearance: i32.photobucket.com/albums/d3/Aniu_Lonewolf/Anime%20Girls/Anime%20Guys/badboy.jpg
Personality: Nice and helpful in most situations. But the only downside to that is that you can also somtimes see him helping the "evil" side but he'll always save you in the end so believe me, you can trust him.
Weapon: Scythe
Abilities: Curaga and Blizaraga (Speicializes in mostly cureing and ice moves)
History: Chester was born simply in Traverse Town. He lived a life and normal child would until alot changed. He walking home from a long day of play when three strange looking things came out the ground and reached for him. They resembled shadows of some sort. They were Heartless. He tried to fight them off with his hands but it usless. Just then, a large plundged out of the thin sky and landed right behind Chester. Altough still scared to death, he trembled backwards and picked up the weapon. It seemed as he picked the weapon up he was filled with new life and knowledge. He killed the heartless in one swoop and looked at the scythe in his hands. It was a very long scythe made of some strange material that he never found out. He soon knew thatit was his time. To find the person that needs the help with the heartless. Chester never spoke of the day again and now still searches for that one person.
Sample Post/Audition: 5.Other
Chester seemed almost too distant for his personality on such a warm summer day. It seemed as though he just died on the inside. He took a long sigh and walked up a flight of stairs and then walked inside a store. The store seemed to be covered in food, so he knew he was in the food market. He soon got bored and walked off again to unknown. He found himself lead to a dark alleyway. It looked so dark it could be a hole. He stepped in and suddenly his foot was engulfed by a purple flame. He accelerated he breathing and looked around. Not a soul around. He pulled out his scythe from paper wrappings on his back and ran into the alleyway, ready for the best or worst.
Age: 16
Alliance: [Good/Evil/Neutral] Neutral
Appearance: i32.photobucket.com/albums/d3/Aniu_Lonewolf/Anime%20Girls/Anime%20Guys/badboy.jpg
Personality: Nice and helpful in most situations. But the only downside to that is that you can also somtimes see him helping the "evil" side but he'll always save you in the end so believe me, you can trust him.
Weapon: Scythe
Abilities: Curaga and Blizaraga (Speicializes in mostly cureing and ice moves)
History: Chester was born simply in Traverse Town. He lived a life and normal child would until alot changed. He walking home from a long day of play when three strange looking things came out the ground and reached for him. They resembled shadows of some sort. They were Heartless. He tried to fight them off with his hands but it usless. Just then, a large plundged out of the thin sky and landed right behind Chester. Altough still scared to death, he trembled backwards and picked up the weapon. It seemed as he picked the weapon up he was filled with new life and knowledge. He killed the heartless in one swoop and looked at the scythe in his hands. It was a very long scythe made of some strange material that he never found out. He soon knew thatit was his time. To find the person that needs the help with the heartless. Chester never spoke of the day again and now still searches for that one person.
Sample Post/Audition: 5.Other
Chester seemed almost too distant for his personality on such a warm summer day. It seemed as though he just died on the inside. He took a long sigh and walked up a flight of stairs and then walked inside a store. The store seemed to be covered in food, so he knew he was in the food market. He soon got bored and walked off again to unknown. He found himself lead to a dark alleyway. It looked so dark it could be a hole. He stepped in and suddenly his foot was engulfed by a purple flame. He accelerated he breathing and looked around. Not a soul around. He pulled out his scythe from paper wrappings on his back and ran into the alleyway, ready for the best or worst.