[hider=Coco Bean][center][b]Username:[/b] Frettzo [b]Character name:[/b] Coco Bean [b]Age:[/b] She's 21 years old. [b]Mageblood type:[/b] Clima. It is useful to know that she was born without the ability to cast magic, and she was given the ability by a very generous Goddess. [b]Favoured Magic Class:[/b] Electromancy [b]Previous Magic training:[/b] Upper class novice. She's been at the College for a few months now, and it shows in her heightened endurance. [b]Race:[/b] Foreas [b]Appearance:[/b] [[img] http://oi46.tinypic.com/14c89wz.jpg [/img] Take away the facial features, leaving just two nearly unnoticeable slits for nostrils. A 5'7 female with a light green bark tone and a dark army green for foliage. Her body leans towards the fit end of the spectrum. Her Shoulder Pads are protected by a thick layer of bark, and once exposed in Spring, reveal a bunch of puffy bright red petals which extend and wrap across the length of her arms, only to recede back into the protection of the shoulders once Fall comes. Her head foliage is made up of long dark green leaves which are capable of standing erect, making themselves look like a crest of feathers, or relax, leaving Coco with leaves that reach down to her shoulders. Coco usually only moves her leaves via instinct, so she'll have the crest style when she's excited or angry, and have the mellow style when she's sad or relaxed. Confusion usually leads to her leaves trying to pull both ways, making themselves look twitchy (also happens when nervous). A long series of leaves start from her spine at waist level and continue down, going from small to extra-big once they reach her buttocks. Foreas have nothing to hide, so they usually wear no clothes (It'd also be extremely hard to put them on, lacking the vision needed to see the laces and holes.). PS: For the record, Foreas female bodies have just a small bump on their chests, but no such thing as breasts. Keep normal female hips and waist but take away the breasts. [b]Short Bio: [/b] THUMP. Surprise, pain. A simple first memory, right? It is simple, yes, but it doesn't feel simple to any Foreas. The experience of being thrown into a world head first, fully sentient and aware of themselves, yet with no knowledge of their own name, purpose and abilities is always traumatizing. The Foreas gets hurt quite a lot, and they also learn quite a lot in their first year. Well, Coco's first year was different from the lot in one single aspect. She found a curious young researcher barely a week after coming out of the pod, a researcher who took her in. Though the specific details of the person's race and gender were lost on the small Coco, she always remembered the being's kindness. The researcher housed her for months, putting up with her constant instinctual noise-making and implied questions. Taught her a lot and also learned a lot from her. She learned to dance from the Researcher, and also learned what Chocolate was... The scent of Chocolate was so sweet that she had unknowingly adopted it as hers. Apparently the Researcher loved Chocolate and had a whole cupboard filled with different kinds, so the researcher's love for these pieces of food rubbed off on Coco, leaves her literally smelling like chocolate for the rest of her life. Months passed, and little Coco's knowledge grew. Winter came, and she took to Hibernation in a small corner of the Researcher's home, then came Spring and she had to leave. Something called her from within the Forests, something pulled at her legs and arms to move and never stop, and she never did. Stopping only to rest at the few clearings where pure sunlight was available, weeks were spent walking, having no idea where she was headed, but knowing it would be worth it. Never once did she question her sudden drive, or why she was so intent on leaving the kind Researcher, just to follow this sudden urge to reach an unknown destination. And it was when she reached her destination that her former memories seemed to be dropped into a blender and mashed together. They all became hazy and hard to directly recall. She had entered a cave, only guiding herself through the darkness with her hearing until she stumbled upon them- other noises like the ones she made! That was the day she found another Foreas, a much older one. But this one could speak, so why couldn't she? That same day she was shown to the one True Foreas- A Great Tree that could tap into her mind and give her knowledge and perspective, context on what she was and what she would become. She learned what a Foreas was, she learned why she couldn't speak and how to fix it, and she learned what she had to do. Just like every Foreas, she spent a few weeks meditating near the Great Tree, interacting with other Foreas in any way she could until she was able to craft her own Speech Artifact. And then her name came along. As a joke, a fellow Foreas named her "Coco Bean", because of her chocolate scent, and the name stuck. The years passed, and ever since her first contact with the Great Tree, she knew of her purpose. She began exploring the world and gathering memories and experiences to share wit the Tree in her yearly pilgrimage to it. It was only yearslater that she realized how lonely a Foreas' life can become. With no family, no friends to rely on... She actually missed the old Researcher. At the age of twenty-one, with a nearly fully developed body, though, problems with the Speech Artifacts had been causing all sorts of chaos in the Foreas species, and Coco hadn't been spared of the seemingly endless wave of interference. Her spoken sentences break and get distorted mid-way through, and she finds communication very difficult. The Tree lacks any context on the problem, and the Foreas as a whole are confused. Some explore the world to find a solution and most don't return, others try to check the artifacts for design problems, but none come up with a way to fix things. These days Coco has joined the efforts to fix the Speech Artifacts, but quickly finds herself bogged down by other significant events in her life. How did she arrive at the Twilight College for Magical Studies, you ask? Let's just say she... Had a small push from a certain overly powerful entity that she can not begin to understand at the moment. [b]Good Attributes:[/b] - She smells like chocolate. Who knows? Maybe chocolate eating beings warm up to her because of this scent. - The strength of her skin/bark is enough to protect against blunt force rather efficiently. Though the injuries are less important, both external and internal, when compared to a human's, a stong enough hit will still be fatal. - Total darkness, mist and other wheather phenomenoms that hinder vision have no effect on her ability to know where to move. She also has the ability to 'see' 360° around herself, thanks to her echo-location. - Ever since she can remember, she's enjoyed the challenging act of dancing. Though a lack of vision often presents itself as a problem, it means that she has to respond to sound quickly enough to effectively perform the various movements. In short, she's agile and aware. - She's usually happy and curious, and her attitude is positive enough to aid her in achieving her goals. [b]Bad Attributes: [/b] - She smells like chocolate. Who knows? There could be one or two chocolate haters out there. - Being a plant that needs sunlight to survive, she suffers from physical weakness once spending more than fifteen hours in dark, shadowy places. If enough time passes with no direct contact with the sun, she'll begin withering away. The same happens when she doesn't have direct contact with water for more than a day and a half (36 hours). - In the case her Speech Artifact becomes damaged or lost, communication with other species will be extremely difficult. - She is unable to see colours or even perfectly defined shapes, the only things she sees a product of pure brain guesswork and echo-location. One could fool her into recognizing a person as a friend with just imitating the voice and having a body shape roughly similar to the one imitated. - Curiosity killed the cat. While she is no cat... Some people like to hide knowledge, and knowledge is what all Foreas struggle to obtain. Secret Word: Rebirth.[/center] [/hider]