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@NiceScourge
What about Rappy-chan? :P
Also, that logic is as sound as me trying to coherently express myself PKMN.
I'M NOT RAPTOR SENPAI. GODDAMNIT, STOP COMPARING ME TO HIM.
@PKMNB0Y
How is that exactly lucky? xD
Regardless I need to search for a scapegoat... uh... It's Nice-chan and Rune-chan's fault! They both distracted me!
Also, I'll be sure to spam you with more puns now Rune just to Rune your day.
Aww, you don't have to refer to me as Nice-Chan, Senpai. I'd like it if you referred to me as Johnu-Chan :D
Aaand done.
Prepare yourself for when Lilita gets to see Gamie in my next post, Savo-Senpai.
Prepare yourself for when Lilita gets to see Gamie in my next post, Savo-Senpai.
GODDAMNIT I GOT NINJA'D SO HARD.
Gimme a minute to edit.
Gimme a minute to edit.
-Lilita-
Lilita lay on the sand, still motionless and mumbling out as best as she could for help, while feeling the aftereffects of the crash. At the same time, she tried her utmost to listen to the various callings of people, though the only ones she could make out were an earlier shriek and talk of a snake. Maybe if she was poisoned, that would overtake the motion-sickness..."NO, MUST. STAY. STRONG." she blurted out, but to no avail. It was at this moment that a high pitched yet regal voice was heard.
"It would probably be best if you stopped stumbling around, that can't make you feel any better. Er..."
And soon after, Lilita was being lifted by another person, this one seeming very muscular-BWURK. Her motion-sickness seemed to increase slightly as she was carried to a tree, though not nearly as much as being on a vehicle. Had she not already been motion-sick, simply being carried like this wouldn't be too bad, but right now it served as a kickstarter for a chain-reaction in her stomach.
"You okay there? Need some water or something?" he had asked her, touching her face a few times. A second later, Lilita's face puffed up, and she quickly crawled a few feet behind the tree, hurling what was mostly saltwater all over the place. Wiping her face that was now drained of its discoloration, she crawled back over to the tree with a sigh of relief. "I think...i'm better. That was just the sea trying to kill me one last time, but now that i'm off that thrice-damned boat, i'm just slowly starting to regain my sense of normality. I don't know how they convinced me to get on such a beast. But thank you for your concern. I'm just glad no-one left me to drown in my own puke."
Lilita lay on the sand, still motionless and mumbling out as best as she could for help, while feeling the aftereffects of the crash. At the same time, she tried her utmost to listen to the various callings of people, though the only ones she could make out were an earlier shriek and talk of a snake. Maybe if she was poisoned, that would overtake the motion-sickness..."NO, MUST. STAY. STRONG." she blurted out, but to no avail. It was at this moment that a high pitched yet regal voice was heard.
"It would probably be best if you stopped stumbling around, that can't make you feel any better. Er..."
And soon after, Lilita was being lifted by another person, this one seeming very muscular-BWURK. Her motion-sickness seemed to increase slightly as she was carried to a tree, though not nearly as much as being on a vehicle. Had she not already been motion-sick, simply being carried like this wouldn't be too bad, but right now it served as a kickstarter for a chain-reaction in her stomach.
"You okay there? Need some water or something?" he had asked her, touching her face a few times. A second later, Lilita's face puffed up, and she quickly crawled a few feet behind the tree, hurling what was mostly saltwater all over the place. Wiping her face that was now drained of its discoloration, she crawled back over to the tree with a sigh of relief. "I think...i'm better. That was just the sea trying to kill me one last time, but now that i'm off that thrice-damned boat, i'm just slowly starting to regain my sense of normality. I don't know how they convinced me to get on such a beast. But thank you for your concern. I'm just glad no-one left me to drown in my own puke."
Name: Lilita Rosetti
Age: 21
Race: Human
Appearance:
She stands at a modest 5'9.
Personality:
Lilita is normally a rather bubbly and cheerful girl, preferring to take on the burden of staying positive for the sake of those around her. She will try to help those she sees in need in whatever way possible, even if all she can do is just comfort them. She's normally seen as quite attractive, and while she considers this a burden, being pretty has its occasional perks. She is an equal mix of Social Butterfly and Loner, liking both the prospects of being surrounded by friends and having time to herself, and tries to adapt her attitude to that of which she thinks people will feel comfortable around her. On the inside, however, she's much darker than she appears to be. Taking on everyone's sadness and replacing it with happiness takes its toll on Lilita, and when she's alone or otherwise away from others' perception, she often cries and cries, as if all of the negativity had been absorbed into her. She beats herself down when in this state, not believing in her own abilities and perceiving herself to be a worthless weight on everyone's shoulders. She considers suicide rather often, and every day she draws closer to a decision.
Abilities:
Angel-Demeanor - Lilita's positive attitude often has great effect on those who aren't in the best of spirits.
Strong-Willed - Lilita will push herself in her tasks, not wanting to disappoint her comrades.
FBS The Musical - Lilita has a wide range, and is a rather talented singer.
Curse-Bride's Wail - Though unlikely, if someone were to catch Lilita crying, it would feel as if a dagger had been ran through their heart.
Salvaged Item: The gold ring she received from the King, adorned with a green jewel.
History:
Lilita grew up in the city of Fiore, a medium-sized city that resided on the south side of Tawken. She doesn't remember her early years very much, but when she was just 6 years old, her father was taken away for overwhelming debt that couldn't be paid back. Though the debts weren't plastered to Lilita's mother's name, she simply couldn't let her husband rot in prison without her. So, she handed Lilita over to her sister and shared in the fate of Lilita's father.
Lilita was an unremarkable child at first; she had low grades in just about everything, and she was always getting in trouble. But her aunt and uncle could see that she had a big, warm heart. She focused on trying to make her classmates and teachers happy, and stood up against those who would do wrong. Her aunt decided to take her to the Grand Parade when Lilita was 11 years old, and the girl fell in love with the colors, floats, and The King who attended this national event. But most of all, she fell in love with the happy atmosphere, people laughing and pointing at the floats. It was a truly magical experience for the young maiden. She went home that day feeling confident that life was fun and filled with laughter.
That night, her uncle died from cardiac arrest, and her thoughts changed.
When Lilita was 16, she was caught up in a huge robbery when attending her aunt at the market. Multiple men with various weapons had taken over the western sector and blocked it off, demanding a safe way from the market or they'd kill hostages. Lilita threw herself at the opportunity to save lives, and offered herself to the bandits, making herself a hostage they'd take with them in return for leaving everyone else unharmed. When the bandits managed to leave the Marketplace out of the eyes of the law, they turned their swords on Lilita. It would have been all over...if Lilita's aunt hadn't caught up and thrown herself towards the blades, the Tawken Law enforcement arriving soon after. Lilita didn't allow herself to cry in public. She bottled it up until she was alone, and then she wailed and wailed. For 2 days she was alone and filled with despair, until she had to answer a summons from the King. She kept her head held high, unwanting to show her weakness, and found her way in front of the gates to the castle. She received a gold ring with a green jewel from the King himself, as a token of appreciation for her acts of heroism on that dreadful day. Lilita was offered a new home at an Orphanage that was recently started. Lilita would live there as both a child in the care of the nuns, and a hero who would teach the younger generation the correct values to hold in society.
In 5 years, Lilita was called on once again as one of five people to represent Tawken's best. She was ecstatic, and jumped at the chance to take on the negativity between nations and extinguish it. Then the ship crashed. Well, it's time for her to get to work. Spirits to raise, no doubt.
Nation of Origin: Tawken
Nation Lore: See RP Intro
Other:
Lilita has motion-sickness. When using transportation, she often collapses, vomits, or curls up in strange positions.
Lilita has a fear of dogs, even the smallest, most harmless breeds.
On the opposite spectrum, Lilita has a love for cats, and cats love her. They will often curl up next to her without hesitation.
Lilita is your typical "Dumb Beauty". She has very good looks (which she admittedly doesn't care for), but isn't the sharpest tool in the shed when it comes to her knowledge of the world.
Age: 21
Race: Human
Appearance:
She stands at a modest 5'9.
Personality:
Lilita is normally a rather bubbly and cheerful girl, preferring to take on the burden of staying positive for the sake of those around her. She will try to help those she sees in need in whatever way possible, even if all she can do is just comfort them. She's normally seen as quite attractive, and while she considers this a burden, being pretty has its occasional perks. She is an equal mix of Social Butterfly and Loner, liking both the prospects of being surrounded by friends and having time to herself, and tries to adapt her attitude to that of which she thinks people will feel comfortable around her. On the inside, however, she's much darker than she appears to be. Taking on everyone's sadness and replacing it with happiness takes its toll on Lilita, and when she's alone or otherwise away from others' perception, she often cries and cries, as if all of the negativity had been absorbed into her. She beats herself down when in this state, not believing in her own abilities and perceiving herself to be a worthless weight on everyone's shoulders. She considers suicide rather often, and every day she draws closer to a decision.
Abilities:
Angel-Demeanor - Lilita's positive attitude often has great effect on those who aren't in the best of spirits.
Strong-Willed - Lilita will push herself in her tasks, not wanting to disappoint her comrades.
FBS The Musical - Lilita has a wide range, and is a rather talented singer.
Curse-Bride's Wail - Though unlikely, if someone were to catch Lilita crying, it would feel as if a dagger had been ran through their heart.
Salvaged Item: The gold ring she received from the King, adorned with a green jewel.
History:
Lilita grew up in the city of Fiore, a medium-sized city that resided on the south side of Tawken. She doesn't remember her early years very much, but when she was just 6 years old, her father was taken away for overwhelming debt that couldn't be paid back. Though the debts weren't plastered to Lilita's mother's name, she simply couldn't let her husband rot in prison without her. So, she handed Lilita over to her sister and shared in the fate of Lilita's father.
Lilita was an unremarkable child at first; she had low grades in just about everything, and she was always getting in trouble. But her aunt and uncle could see that she had a big, warm heart. She focused on trying to make her classmates and teachers happy, and stood up against those who would do wrong. Her aunt decided to take her to the Grand Parade when Lilita was 11 years old, and the girl fell in love with the colors, floats, and The King who attended this national event. But most of all, she fell in love with the happy atmosphere, people laughing and pointing at the floats. It was a truly magical experience for the young maiden. She went home that day feeling confident that life was fun and filled with laughter.
That night, her uncle died from cardiac arrest, and her thoughts changed.
When Lilita was 16, she was caught up in a huge robbery when attending her aunt at the market. Multiple men with various weapons had taken over the western sector and blocked it off, demanding a safe way from the market or they'd kill hostages. Lilita threw herself at the opportunity to save lives, and offered herself to the bandits, making herself a hostage they'd take with them in return for leaving everyone else unharmed. When the bandits managed to leave the Marketplace out of the eyes of the law, they turned their swords on Lilita. It would have been all over...if Lilita's aunt hadn't caught up and thrown herself towards the blades, the Tawken Law enforcement arriving soon after. Lilita didn't allow herself to cry in public. She bottled it up until she was alone, and then she wailed and wailed. For 2 days she was alone and filled with despair, until she had to answer a summons from the King. She kept her head held high, unwanting to show her weakness, and found her way in front of the gates to the castle. She received a gold ring with a green jewel from the King himself, as a token of appreciation for her acts of heroism on that dreadful day. Lilita was offered a new home at an Orphanage that was recently started. Lilita would live there as both a child in the care of the nuns, and a hero who would teach the younger generation the correct values to hold in society.
In 5 years, Lilita was called on once again as one of five people to represent Tawken's best. She was ecstatic, and jumped at the chance to take on the negativity between nations and extinguish it. Then the ship crashed. Well, it's time for her to get to work. Spirits to raise, no doubt.
Nation of Origin: Tawken
Nation Lore: See RP Intro
Other:
Lilita has motion-sickness. When using transportation, she often collapses, vomits, or curls up in strange positions.
Lilita has a fear of dogs, even the smallest, most harmless breeds.
On the opposite spectrum, Lilita has a love for cats, and cats love her. They will often curl up next to her without hesitation.
Lilita is your typical "Dumb Beauty". She has very good looks (which she admittedly doesn't care for), but isn't the sharpest tool in the shed when it comes to her knowledge of the world.
-Lilita Rosetti-
"Make it stooooppp...."
The Arrowhead rode the waves up and down, the ocean thrashing the vessel to and fro. Lilita was curled up in the corner of the port side, her stomach groaning as her face turned multiple shades of green. Transportation had never been her preferred method of travel, as motion sickness constantly played its devilish tricks on her. But, there was no other way to cross the great sea in its entirety without this vessel, so Lilita had reluctantly joined the crew on this forsaken beast. It was for the good of Tawken and all nations, so she'd power through it. Indeed, now was the time to rise and help, for the storm wasn't letting up. Lilita stood, ready to assist in whatever way she could. She took a step forward....and immediately collapsed back into a prostrating position. "Uuuwuuugh" was the sickly burping noise she chose to denote her struggle. She attempted to crawl towards the sailors that were trying their damnedest to hold the ropes firm, a hunter apparently doing the same. She made it about four feet before hurling all over the deck, the swaying ship making the substance roll past her and off the side of the seacraft. Lilita figured she'd do the same, and perhaps then the churning of her stomach would cease. She turned her eyes to the side of the ship, and just that moment, water rolled over the deck, drenching her and knocking the girl into the railing. Lilita's mind raced to a million miles-a-minute, wondering if this was the end of the Arrowhead, and by extension her. As if to answer this thought, the ocean sent a Tsunami towering over the boat, slowly crashing down to sink it. Lilita was dragged under the water's surface, and all was still, frozen in time. The maiden raised her hand towards the surface, towards the sky, making out the shape of the moon and its brilliance, as if it were her guardian angel. Then, everything mixed together in a slushy black.
~
Light.
Pain.
Softness.
These were the things Lilita would slowly gain consciousness to. She was laying face down in her arms, rested on the sand of a beach. It appeared fate had spared her a death she wouldn't mind, and instead chose her as a fateful survivor of the horrid shipwreck. She was covered by small, light planks of wood, and she felt the need to arise. She heard voices in her subconscious, most likely the other crewmates that possibly survived with her, or maybe she was just crazy. Either way, someone's day needed to be lightened up, so Lilita rose up out of the rubble and skipped off to say hi!....
...is what she would've done, had a familiar sensation not washed over her. While the wood covering her would easily have been knocked off by the simple act of standing up, it appeared Lilita was incapable of even that, as the sea was not finished with her yet. The leftover feelings of the moments before the crash hit the girl like a stampede of bulls, and Lilita gave in to idleness as her face turned green once more.
"Please...someone help meeeee....gwuurk..." She gurgled as loud as she could, which admittedly wasn't very loud.
"Make it stooooppp...."
The Arrowhead rode the waves up and down, the ocean thrashing the vessel to and fro. Lilita was curled up in the corner of the port side, her stomach groaning as her face turned multiple shades of green. Transportation had never been her preferred method of travel, as motion sickness constantly played its devilish tricks on her. But, there was no other way to cross the great sea in its entirety without this vessel, so Lilita had reluctantly joined the crew on this forsaken beast. It was for the good of Tawken and all nations, so she'd power through it. Indeed, now was the time to rise and help, for the storm wasn't letting up. Lilita stood, ready to assist in whatever way she could. She took a step forward....and immediately collapsed back into a prostrating position. "Uuuwuuugh" was the sickly burping noise she chose to denote her struggle. She attempted to crawl towards the sailors that were trying their damnedest to hold the ropes firm, a hunter apparently doing the same. She made it about four feet before hurling all over the deck, the swaying ship making the substance roll past her and off the side of the seacraft. Lilita figured she'd do the same, and perhaps then the churning of her stomach would cease. She turned her eyes to the side of the ship, and just that moment, water rolled over the deck, drenching her and knocking the girl into the railing. Lilita's mind raced to a million miles-a-minute, wondering if this was the end of the Arrowhead, and by extension her. As if to answer this thought, the ocean sent a Tsunami towering over the boat, slowly crashing down to sink it. Lilita was dragged under the water's surface, and all was still, frozen in time. The maiden raised her hand towards the surface, towards the sky, making out the shape of the moon and its brilliance, as if it were her guardian angel. Then, everything mixed together in a slushy black.
~
Light.
Pain.
Softness.
These were the things Lilita would slowly gain consciousness to. She was laying face down in her arms, rested on the sand of a beach. It appeared fate had spared her a death she wouldn't mind, and instead chose her as a fateful survivor of the horrid shipwreck. She was covered by small, light planks of wood, and she felt the need to arise. She heard voices in her subconscious, most likely the other crewmates that possibly survived with her, or maybe she was just crazy. Either way, someone's day needed to be lightened up, so Lilita rose up out of the rubble and skipped off to say hi!....
...is what she would've done, had a familiar sensation not washed over her. While the wood covering her would easily have been knocked off by the simple act of standing up, it appeared Lilita was incapable of even that, as the sea was not finished with her yet. The leftover feelings of the moments before the crash hit the girl like a stampede of bulls, and Lilita gave in to idleness as her face turned green once more.
"Please...someone help meeeee....gwuurk..." She gurgled as loud as she could, which admittedly wasn't very loud.
Initiate Retry.exe
Name: Lilita Rosetti
Age: 21
Race: Human
Appearance:
She stands at a modest 5'9.
Personality:
Lilita is normally a rather bubbly and cheerful girl, preferring to take on the burden of staying positive for the sake of those around her. She will try to help those she sees in need in whatever way possible, even if all she can do is just comfort them. She's normally seen as quite attractive, and while she considers this a burden, being pretty has its occasional perks. She is an equal mix of Social Butterfly and Loner, liking both the prospects of being surrounded by friends and having time to herself, and tries to adapt her attitude to that of which she thinks people will feel comfortable around her. On the inside, however, she's much darker than she appears to be. Taking on everyone's sadness and replacing it with happiness takes its toll on Lilita, and when she's alone or otherwise away from others' perception, she often cries and cries, as if all of the negativity had been absorbed into her. She beats herself down when in this state, not believing in her own abilities and perceiving herself to be a worthless weight on everyone's shoulders. She considers suicide rather often, and every day she draws closer to a decision.
Abilities:
Angel-Demeanor - Lilita's positive attitude often has great effect on those who aren't in the best of spirits.
Strong-Willed - Lilita will push herself in her tasks, not wanting to disappoint her comrades.
FBS The Musical - Lilita has a wide range, and is a rather talented singer.
Curse-Bride's Wail - Though unlikely, if someone were to catch Lilita crying, it would feel as if a dagger had been ran through their heart.
Salvaged Item: The gold ring she received from the King, adorned with a green jewel.
History:
Lilita grew up in the city of Fiore, a medium-sized city that resided on the south side of Tawken. She doesn't remember her early years very much, but when she was just 6 years old, her father was taken away for overwhelming debt that couldn't be paid back. Though the debts weren't plastered to Lilita's mother's name, she simply couldn't let her husband rot in prison without her. So, she handed Lilita over to her sister and shared in the fate of Lilita's father.
Lilita was an unremarkable child at first; she had low grades in just about everything, and she was always getting in trouble. But her aunt and uncle could see that she had a big, warm heart. She focused on trying to make her classmates and teachers happy, and stood up against those who would do wrong. Her aunt decided to take her to the Grand Parade when Lilita was 11 years old, and the girl fell in love with the colors, floats, and The King who attended this national event. But most of all, she fell in love with the happy atmosphere, people laughing and pointing at the floats. It was a truly magical experience for the young maiden. She went home that day feeling confident that life was fun and filled with laughter.
That night, her uncle died from cardiac arrest, and her thoughts changed.
When Lilita was 16, she was caught up in a huge robbery when attending her aunt at the market. Multiple men with various weapons had taken over the western sector and blocked it off, demanding a safe way from the market or they'd kill hostages. Lilita threw herself at the opportunity to save lives, and offered herself to the bandits, making herself a hostage they'd take with them in return for leaving everyone else unharmed. When the bandits managed to leave the Marketplace out of the eyes of the law, they turned their swords on Lilita. It would have been all over...if Lilita's aunt hadn't caught up and thrown herself towards the blades, the Tawken Law enforcement arriving soon after. Lilita didn't allow herself to cry in public. She bottled it up until she was alone, and then she wailed and wailed. For 2 days she was alone and filled with despair, until she had to answer a summons from the King. She kept her head held high, unwanting to show her weakness, and found her way in front of the gates to the castle. She received a gold ring with a green jewel from the King himself, as a token of appreciation for her acts of heroism on that dreadful day. Lilita was offered a new home at an Orphanage that was recently started. Lilita would live there as both a child in the care of the nuns, and a hero who would teach the younger generation the correct values to hold in society.
In 5 years, Lilita was called on once again as one of five people to represent Tawken's best. She was ecstatic, and jumped at the chance to take on the negativity between nations and extinguish it. Then the ship crashed. Well, it's time for her to get to work. Spirits to raise, no doubt.
Nation of Origin: Tawken
Nation Lore: See RP Intro
Other:
Lilita has motion-sickness. When using transportation, she often collapses, vomits, or curls up in strange positions.
Lilita has a fear of dogs, even the smallest, most harmless breeds.
On the opposite spectrum, Lilita has a love for cats, and cats love her. They will often curl up next to her without hesitation.
Lilita is your typical "Dumb Beauty". She has very good looks (which she admittedly doesn't care for), but isn't the sharpest tool in the shed when it comes to her knowledge of the world.
Name: Lilita Rosetti
Age: 21
Race: Human
Appearance:
She stands at a modest 5'9.
Personality:
Lilita is normally a rather bubbly and cheerful girl, preferring to take on the burden of staying positive for the sake of those around her. She will try to help those she sees in need in whatever way possible, even if all she can do is just comfort them. She's normally seen as quite attractive, and while she considers this a burden, being pretty has its occasional perks. She is an equal mix of Social Butterfly and Loner, liking both the prospects of being surrounded by friends and having time to herself, and tries to adapt her attitude to that of which she thinks people will feel comfortable around her. On the inside, however, she's much darker than she appears to be. Taking on everyone's sadness and replacing it with happiness takes its toll on Lilita, and when she's alone or otherwise away from others' perception, she often cries and cries, as if all of the negativity had been absorbed into her. She beats herself down when in this state, not believing in her own abilities and perceiving herself to be a worthless weight on everyone's shoulders. She considers suicide rather often, and every day she draws closer to a decision.
Abilities:
Angel-Demeanor - Lilita's positive attitude often has great effect on those who aren't in the best of spirits.
Strong-Willed - Lilita will push herself in her tasks, not wanting to disappoint her comrades.
FBS The Musical - Lilita has a wide range, and is a rather talented singer.
Curse-Bride's Wail - Though unlikely, if someone were to catch Lilita crying, it would feel as if a dagger had been ran through their heart.
Salvaged Item: The gold ring she received from the King, adorned with a green jewel.
History:
Lilita grew up in the city of Fiore, a medium-sized city that resided on the south side of Tawken. She doesn't remember her early years very much, but when she was just 6 years old, her father was taken away for overwhelming debt that couldn't be paid back. Though the debts weren't plastered to Lilita's mother's name, she simply couldn't let her husband rot in prison without her. So, she handed Lilita over to her sister and shared in the fate of Lilita's father.
Lilita was an unremarkable child at first; she had low grades in just about everything, and she was always getting in trouble. But her aunt and uncle could see that she had a big, warm heart. She focused on trying to make her classmates and teachers happy, and stood up against those who would do wrong. Her aunt decided to take her to the Grand Parade when Lilita was 11 years old, and the girl fell in love with the colors, floats, and The King who attended this national event. But most of all, she fell in love with the happy atmosphere, people laughing and pointing at the floats. It was a truly magical experience for the young maiden. She went home that day feeling confident that life was fun and filled with laughter.
That night, her uncle died from cardiac arrest, and her thoughts changed.
When Lilita was 16, she was caught up in a huge robbery when attending her aunt at the market. Multiple men with various weapons had taken over the western sector and blocked it off, demanding a safe way from the market or they'd kill hostages. Lilita threw herself at the opportunity to save lives, and offered herself to the bandits, making herself a hostage they'd take with them in return for leaving everyone else unharmed. When the bandits managed to leave the Marketplace out of the eyes of the law, they turned their swords on Lilita. It would have been all over...if Lilita's aunt hadn't caught up and thrown herself towards the blades, the Tawken Law enforcement arriving soon after. Lilita didn't allow herself to cry in public. She bottled it up until she was alone, and then she wailed and wailed. For 2 days she was alone and filled with despair, until she had to answer a summons from the King. She kept her head held high, unwanting to show her weakness, and found her way in front of the gates to the castle. She received a gold ring with a green jewel from the King himself, as a token of appreciation for her acts of heroism on that dreadful day. Lilita was offered a new home at an Orphanage that was recently started. Lilita would live there as both a child in the care of the nuns, and a hero who would teach the younger generation the correct values to hold in society.
In 5 years, Lilita was called on once again as one of five people to represent Tawken's best. She was ecstatic, and jumped at the chance to take on the negativity between nations and extinguish it. Then the ship crashed. Well, it's time for her to get to work. Spirits to raise, no doubt.
Nation of Origin: Tawken
Nation Lore: See RP Intro
Other:
Lilita has motion-sickness. When using transportation, she often collapses, vomits, or curls up in strange positions.
Lilita has a fear of dogs, even the smallest, most harmless breeds.
On the opposite spectrum, Lilita has a love for cats, and cats love her. They will often curl up next to her without hesitation.
Lilita is your typical "Dumb Beauty". She has very good looks (which she admittedly doesn't care for), but isn't the sharpest tool in the shed when it comes to her knowledge of the world.
@NiceScourge: Luckily, we're not yet in a position where signups are closed. But let's see here...
Well, putting aside the expy aspect of it all...
As I love saying, loading up magic and strength is... Not a good idea. Especially when the strength factor is considerably higher than a normal human's, as is stated. Merging with shadows already has a chance to be broken, especially if in a situation where there's shade EVERYWHERE; you've slated this as a low-level spell, mind you, which alone breaks the situation pretty hard. But...
Yeahno, what really offs me is the aspect of "I'm going to cannibalize people because reasons!" and the fact that the dude GETS A DAMN PARDON FOR IT. You don't pardon a guy that rips apart one of your best warriors in any fashion, mainly because that calls the leader's logic into question. Also, by no means (or, well, unless there was a very unlikely situation) would anyone be willing to cooperate if they knew that an ally might be caught eating the flesh of a compatriot, ESPECIALLY if they were caught doing something similar before. To add to that, a group member going full bloodlust-mode in a situation where not sleeping might be a thing? You'd be outta there in a flash. Furthermore, this journey is being treated as a 'punishment' so that the person may be pardoned of their crimes. It's not logical to send a criminal (or someone who may be considered one) on a voyage where the intent is to set up good relations with the nations currently on the continent) and expect no not receive backlash. The people that are going are representatives of their nations, and sending what many would perceive as a criminal is a self-destructive move that can only end in disaster.
The people that would've been sent on the voyage would have to be people that can cooperate, not ones that people would have an immensely difficult time trusting. Given the lore you gave as well, it's stated that he is the "first-ever civil wendigo", which leads me to believe that the rumors you stated near the top, even if they may not be true (but given your statements, probably apply here as well), would cause EVERYONE to be wary.
Big "no" on my part. Sorry, man, but there are too many inherent issues with the character lore and situation that I cannot ignore.
No need to say sorry, you have very true points. I made a character that's more for a different kind of survival than the one we have here. If my app is shit just literally tell me it's shit :p
Anyway, I'll scrap the idea and go for something more modest...but I think I want to keep the near-narcoleptic part. Off to the drawing board!
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