Post by Ventus on Jan 2, 2012 2:01:05 GMT -5
Basic:
Name: Ventus
Class: Upper-Middle Class
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Physical
Height: 5’1
Weight: 128lbs.
Body Type: Slim, lithe with a bit of muscle.
Eyes: Light Blue
Hair: Spiky blond,
Skin Tone: Caucasian
Clothing:
Psychological:
Intelligence: Academically, he was educated prior to losing everything he had to Chaos; however, as far as street smarts go, he is a bit of a ditz.I mean, he is blond...
Sexuality: Prefers Males
Personality: He's sweet, cheerful, curious, and gets excited at anything new or interesting, but he feels disappointed whenever he isn’t included in something. He shows some signs of childishness, example: he despises it when someone outright calls him a kid or tells him to grow up. But overall, he seems to be a shining beacon in the thick lucid darkness of despair that has overtaken the world. He also makes new friends easily and cares for his friends. Along with his kind personality, he also shows a lot of bravery; Ventus will fight for what’s right, and furthermore for his friends no matter what, knowing the fact that could die as a result.
Combat:
Weapons: Keyblade and Magic
Abilities: Ven is good with swords, decent with most forms of magic but exceptional with wind magic. On the side, he is not too shabby with healing spells. He also uses his small body and quick speed to make up for the lack of strentgh he has.
Weaknesses: Ventus is weak, but quick. Though, should one attack actually hit him, it will cause devastating damage and thus, his only way to win is by dodging or using magic, because blocking or parrying is always out of the question.
History: Ventus lived in a lower-middle class family in one of Cosmos’ outer cities prior to Chaos’ invasion. With his loving mother, caring father, and all his great siblings that he loved with all his heart – it was perfect… until Chaos’ forces broke through Cosmos’ defences. When the city was attacked, burned and was being crushed to ruins, his father, who was breathing his last words, told him to run.
Without any members of his family, he was lost and alone. Not knowing what to do, or where to go, he remembered that one of his mother’s sister lived in Chaos’ territory – in fact, his main city. It was a horrifying thought but he went to live with her in Chaos’ backyard. His aunt was a vile woman, and due to human rights laws being weaker in Chaos’ territory, she had become rich by making her slaves work the land for pennies a day, which grew her crops, which she sold for far more. It was a disgusting trade, but Ventus realised how lucky he was when she took him in.
After a few months living with her, she had fallen ill and died—leaving everything to him. Those slaves still worked for him, though he paid them much more AND, he called them “Servants” now. He told them that they had the right to leave, but if they were looking for a job, he would pay them far better than his aunt did.
He lives alone, in a large estate on the outer circle of Chaos’ main city. While his smile does not hold as much light, he is hopeful for things to change… He wants things to change; he wants them to change to the point where he is willing to do something about it…
But if only he could do something…
Name: Ventus
Class: Upper-Middle Class
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Physical
Height: 5’1
Weight: 128lbs.
Body Type: Slim, lithe with a bit of muscle.
Eyes: Light Blue
Hair: Spiky blond,
Skin Tone: Caucasian
Clothing:
Psychological:
Intelligence: Academically, he was educated prior to losing everything he had to Chaos; however, as far as street smarts go, he is a bit of a ditz.
Sexuality: Prefers Males
Personality: He's sweet, cheerful, curious, and gets excited at anything new or interesting, but he feels disappointed whenever he isn’t included in something. He shows some signs of childishness, example: he despises it when someone outright calls him a kid or tells him to grow up. But overall, he seems to be a shining beacon in the thick lucid darkness of despair that has overtaken the world. He also makes new friends easily and cares for his friends. Along with his kind personality, he also shows a lot of bravery; Ventus will fight for what’s right, and furthermore for his friends no matter what, knowing the fact that could die as a result.
Combat:
Weapons: Keyblade and Magic
Abilities: Ven is good with swords, decent with most forms of magic but exceptional with wind magic. On the side, he is not too shabby with healing spells. He also uses his small body and quick speed to make up for the lack of strentgh he has.
Weaknesses: Ventus is weak, but quick. Though, should one attack actually hit him, it will cause devastating damage and thus, his only way to win is by dodging or using magic, because blocking or parrying is always out of the question.
History: Ventus lived in a lower-middle class family in one of Cosmos’ outer cities prior to Chaos’ invasion. With his loving mother, caring father, and all his great siblings that he loved with all his heart – it was perfect… until Chaos’ forces broke through Cosmos’ defences. When the city was attacked, burned and was being crushed to ruins, his father, who was breathing his last words, told him to run.
Without any members of his family, he was lost and alone. Not knowing what to do, or where to go, he remembered that one of his mother’s sister lived in Chaos’ territory – in fact, his main city. It was a horrifying thought but he went to live with her in Chaos’ backyard. His aunt was a vile woman, and due to human rights laws being weaker in Chaos’ territory, she had become rich by making her slaves work the land for pennies a day, which grew her crops, which she sold for far more. It was a disgusting trade, but Ventus realised how lucky he was when she took him in.
After a few months living with her, she had fallen ill and died—leaving everything to him. Those slaves still worked for him, though he paid them much more AND, he called them “Servants” now. He told them that they had the right to leave, but if they were looking for a job, he would pay them far better than his aunt did.
He lives alone, in a large estate on the outer circle of Chaos’ main city. While his smile does not hold as much light, he is hopeful for things to change… He wants things to change; he wants them to change to the point where he is willing to do something about it…
But if only he could do something…