Name: Lucas Collins
Age: 19
Race: magically enhanced Human
FF job: Mystic Knight
Alignment: Good, Neutral.
Appearance: Clothing consists of: black pants-tight, red shirt form fitting, navy jacket unzipped,fitted tight , white gold necklace . black fingerless gloves . A fairly modern look.
Armour: Leather shoulder pads, both arms.
Physical specs: Caucasian fit, roughly 12 stone, long light brown hair ( just hitting his neck) Green/blue eyes. faint scars trailing down his left arm. height;6‘.
Traits; Fairly intelligent, resilient. Not the greatest strategist, is quite good with co-operation.
Weapons: Orchist: a long sword, Its specific quality is mainly the fact that magic can freely flow through it and allow the user to disperse magic from it .
Skills: .Along with master swordplay skills, he is allow proficient with a Bass guitar and is fairly computer literate.
Magic: He is able to use non elemental, lightning magic and Fire magic. Due he can only cast three spells in a row to avoid tiring himself out. Strongest spells have a recovery limit. His main powers are:
, Projectile daggers from magic (WOL's Hp attack: Radiant Swords).Not very taxing, the daggers-while fast- aren’t extremely strong.
Non elemental: Ruin/Ruinga (can freely flow into sword)
Lightning: This allows him to channel energy in electrical magic. This consists of the three tiers of Lightning magic (Thunder,Thundara,Thundaga and thunderstrike).
Fire: Fire, Fira
Limit: Flareslash, charges a flare spell into his sword, then releases into different swords slashes(a max of 10)
Personality: shy and standoffish, he is slightly anti-social, preferring to stay by himself. Stemming from abuse from his father, he is extremely rebellious towards authoritarian figures, especially males. However, upon befriending him, he can be quite a nice guy-puts others before himself.
Relationship status: Single.
.
Speed: Faster than that of a normal human, but within reasonable levels.
Endurance: He is more durable than an average human, cant heal injuries.
Reflex: quite high, faster than a extremely well trained soldier.
Role-play Sample(From a Squall RP)
<b>+Just as underestimating an opponent is a fatal mistake, so is overestimating them. for that just hands them an edge which cannot be overturned-your confidence. You cannot fight against a person you think is superior, its a losing battle, one that cannot be overturned-not matter how much of an "Underdog" you are. To fight against another, you must bring them down to your level, where its possible to fight as equals, to the death. That’s how you truly triumph over another person.+
+He used to trick himself, that he too hated humans. His own race. But, that was just a defensive tactic used to keep those who could get close. In reality, he was like almost every human child. He wished to be loved, but knew its horrible repercussions. That-in the end- they leave us, we die alone. He knew himself well at the time, he wouldn’t be able to handle that kind of pain. But now, he's grown. He's gained the strength that comes with others, that is passed by the bond shared.+
+The boy himself knew, this being concealed a great deal of hatred behind her Icy deposition. He knew that she-as a being beyond that of a normal human- she was power mad, and gave herself a superiority complex. He wondered to himself, had she read a certain Renaissance writer? One of the first to come to that conclusion-that all humans were evil? Perhaps, as she herself must be ageless. She could have had mental ability which equalled some of the greatest brains of the human species, yet he didn’t give her a superiority complex.+</b>
"...What gives you the right to judge my home....? You obviously have an extreme God-complex..."
<b>+His reply was bitter, just as cold as his opponents element, yet his face was still so....<I>non-challant</i>. Was it fear which generated his demeanour, or just determination and focus. He knew what he wanted, what he wished for. It was the end of the cold, the climatic finale before the spring. The slaying of the Ice Queen. He didn’t care for repercussions; he didn’t mind selecting his own plate. Which head was to be placed upon it, that will be decided!+
+The weapon, no matter which way its looked upon, is idiotic in design. A "gun" which cant fire? Failure!....Or is it? does the trigger mechanism bare another, more elaborate usage? That would be the Lion's secret weapon, his trump card if you will. He would avoid releasing that information early on, for the impact would be completely nullified! Nevertheless, if it's a life or death chance perhaps revealing it's "add on" would be needed for defend-his battle style is built around offensive tactics, an extra is a must-have for defending.+</b>
"...Unrefined?, personality wise perhaps, but my renzokuken style is the definition of refined swordplay....Hell....Hell will be a paradise compared to where your going!"
<b>+This was it, the Lions roar! With a loud cry, he hurdled towards the Ice Queen-fangs bared and claws revealed. His did not waver upon the attack, but instead held his gunblade bearing left arm forward, parallel to the floor. This was followed by a large leap into the air,incorparating a spin into the dynamic acrobatics. This was the key, for a circle of large, crimson coloured orbs materialised around him horizontally. Descending towards the ground, projectiles looming closer, the Lion quickly placed his right hand upon his left arm, detonating the orbs. This was a bluff, for the closest spikes had be reduced to flakes, and the furthest blown off course. It had been his "fated circle" attack-used for Defence!+
+As the misty residue dispersed, he restarted his courageous charge towards her, the tip of the blade now pointing downwards to the ground. The chrome began to shine a deep blue as his body accelerated. His speed was unbelievable now, as his feet left the ground-blade branched, ready to strike. Closing in on her, his weapon swiped diagonally, its intent: bisecting her body. It was much more powerful than a normal slash, it was his "Rough divide" attack! Either swift movement or pure brute strength would be needed to negate this attack!</b>+
Used for ORP/UORP/RPB.
Note: Character can be changed to fit different RP’s. This is how he fits:
FFVII: Uses materia to cast magic
FFVIII: GF is Quesyctoal
FFIX/X: Is naturally gifted with magic.
FF XIII: Uses Mani drives( l’cie if story allows so) and weapon changes to gun blade)
Age: 19
Race: magically enhanced Human
FF job: Mystic Knight
Alignment: Good, Neutral.
Appearance: Clothing consists of: black pants-tight, red shirt form fitting, navy jacket unzipped,fitted tight , white gold necklace . black fingerless gloves . A fairly modern look.
Armour: Leather shoulder pads, both arms.
Physical specs: Caucasian fit, roughly 12 stone, long light brown hair ( just hitting his neck) Green/blue eyes. faint scars trailing down his left arm. height;6‘.
Traits; Fairly intelligent, resilient. Not the greatest strategist, is quite good with co-operation.
Weapons: Orchist: a long sword, Its specific quality is mainly the fact that magic can freely flow through it and allow the user to disperse magic from it .
Skills: .Along with master swordplay skills, he is allow proficient with a Bass guitar and is fairly computer literate.
Magic: He is able to use non elemental, lightning magic and Fire magic. Due he can only cast three spells in a row to avoid tiring himself out. Strongest spells have a recovery limit. His main powers are:
, Projectile daggers from magic (WOL's Hp attack: Radiant Swords).Not very taxing, the daggers-while fast- aren’t extremely strong.
Non elemental: Ruin/Ruinga (can freely flow into sword)
Lightning: This allows him to channel energy in electrical magic. This consists of the three tiers of Lightning magic (Thunder,Thundara,Thundaga and thunderstrike).
Fire: Fire, Fira
Limit: Flareslash, charges a flare spell into his sword, then releases into different swords slashes(a max of 10)
Personality: shy and standoffish, he is slightly anti-social, preferring to stay by himself. Stemming from abuse from his father, he is extremely rebellious towards authoritarian figures, especially males. However, upon befriending him, he can be quite a nice guy-puts others before himself.
Relationship status: Single.
.
Speed: Faster than that of a normal human, but within reasonable levels.
Endurance: He is more durable than an average human, cant heal injuries.
Reflex: quite high, faster than a extremely well trained soldier.
Role-play Sample(From a Squall RP)
<b>+Just as underestimating an opponent is a fatal mistake, so is overestimating them. for that just hands them an edge which cannot be overturned-your confidence. You cannot fight against a person you think is superior, its a losing battle, one that cannot be overturned-not matter how much of an "Underdog" you are. To fight against another, you must bring them down to your level, where its possible to fight as equals, to the death. That’s how you truly triumph over another person.+
+He used to trick himself, that he too hated humans. His own race. But, that was just a defensive tactic used to keep those who could get close. In reality, he was like almost every human child. He wished to be loved, but knew its horrible repercussions. That-in the end- they leave us, we die alone. He knew himself well at the time, he wouldn’t be able to handle that kind of pain. But now, he's grown. He's gained the strength that comes with others, that is passed by the bond shared.+
+The boy himself knew, this being concealed a great deal of hatred behind her Icy deposition. He knew that she-as a being beyond that of a normal human- she was power mad, and gave herself a superiority complex. He wondered to himself, had she read a certain Renaissance writer? One of the first to come to that conclusion-that all humans were evil? Perhaps, as she herself must be ageless. She could have had mental ability which equalled some of the greatest brains of the human species, yet he didn’t give her a superiority complex.+</b>
"...What gives you the right to judge my home....? You obviously have an extreme God-complex..."
<b>+His reply was bitter, just as cold as his opponents element, yet his face was still so....<I>non-challant</i>. Was it fear which generated his demeanour, or just determination and focus. He knew what he wanted, what he wished for. It was the end of the cold, the climatic finale before the spring. The slaying of the Ice Queen. He didn’t care for repercussions; he didn’t mind selecting his own plate. Which head was to be placed upon it, that will be decided!+
+The weapon, no matter which way its looked upon, is idiotic in design. A "gun" which cant fire? Failure!....Or is it? does the trigger mechanism bare another, more elaborate usage? That would be the Lion's secret weapon, his trump card if you will. He would avoid releasing that information early on, for the impact would be completely nullified! Nevertheless, if it's a life or death chance perhaps revealing it's "add on" would be needed for defend-his battle style is built around offensive tactics, an extra is a must-have for defending.+</b>
"...Unrefined?, personality wise perhaps, but my renzokuken style is the definition of refined swordplay....Hell....Hell will be a paradise compared to where your going!"
<b>+This was it, the Lions roar! With a loud cry, he hurdled towards the Ice Queen-fangs bared and claws revealed. His did not waver upon the attack, but instead held his gunblade bearing left arm forward, parallel to the floor. This was followed by a large leap into the air,incorparating a spin into the dynamic acrobatics. This was the key, for a circle of large, crimson coloured orbs materialised around him horizontally. Descending towards the ground, projectiles looming closer, the Lion quickly placed his right hand upon his left arm, detonating the orbs. This was a bluff, for the closest spikes had be reduced to flakes, and the furthest blown off course. It had been his "fated circle" attack-used for Defence!+
+As the misty residue dispersed, he restarted his courageous charge towards her, the tip of the blade now pointing downwards to the ground. The chrome began to shine a deep blue as his body accelerated. His speed was unbelievable now, as his feet left the ground-blade branched, ready to strike. Closing in on her, his weapon swiped diagonally, its intent: bisecting her body. It was much more powerful than a normal slash, it was his "Rough divide" attack! Either swift movement or pure brute strength would be needed to negate this attack!</b>+
Used for ORP/UORP/RPB.
Note: Character can be changed to fit different RP’s. This is how he fits:
FFVII: Uses materia to cast magic
FFVIII: GF is Quesyctoal
FFIX/X: Is naturally gifted with magic.
FF XIII: Uses Mani drives( l’cie if story allows so) and weapon changes to gun blade)