Post by Lance Stonewall on Oct 19, 2012 20:18:42 GMT -5
Lance Stonewall
"There isn't nothing that I can't do."
Custom Title: The Ox of Lindblum
Age: 29
Gender:Male
Family: Deceased Parents, but views his partner Nura as a brother.
Race: Human
Sexual Orientation:Straight
Home World:Gaia ( FFIX)
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Job:Treasure Hunter/Mercenary/Guardian For Hire
Items: None of Importance
Accessories:Rebirth Ring, welded to one of his fingers.
Appearance:Lance is 5'6" and is slim, but muscular. He has black hair, kept back with a silken red headband, with and ox's head embroidered on to it. He has dulled, brown eyes, and a golden ring going through his nose. He usually goes topless, his adamanentite torso sufficing for a shirt. He wears a long sleeveless red coat, with golden horns embroidered on to the back. He wears black pants, with a golden sash for a belt. His boots are simple and black, usually stained in dirt. A distinctive feature about his appearance is his drinking gourd. He keeps a calabash gourd to his side at all times, filled with a vile syrup of what is roughly seventy percent sugar, thirty percent water. He constantly drinks from it, as his biomechanical prosthetics run on sugar. He says that this is a great alternative to being Mist powered.
Personality: Lance is the "Strong, Silent Type". Although always ready for a fight, eager to show off his strength and invulnerability -- Something he has great pride in -- He mostly avoids unneccesary conflict. He dislikes being cooped up in one place for too long, and is eager for adventure, whatever it may be. Although he would never admit it, he enjoys showing off his prosthetic "upgrades". He enjoys quiet nights in the rain, listening to the metallic sounds it makes bouncing off of his chest.
His favorite food is Candied Gysahl Pickles.
Lance is usually found lurking about Lindblum, sampling the various foods and hanging about the weapons store. He is always looking for leads on adventure and treasure! Please help him! I'm sure that he will split the loot with who ever gives him the lead.
History: Lance was born in Lindblum in the spring. He grew up in the Industrial District. At the age of nine, he attended the Lindblum Learning Academy, where he was taught his basic writing skills and math.Schooling was rather difficult for him as he had a tendency to take off and play outside, rather than being cooped up in a classroom! After a few years of school, he began to realize that school was here to help him, not to bore him. But after several years, he realized his true calling and dropped out of school at 15 to train to become a warrior. He trained with the knights of Lindblum and mastered the way of the sword in a year under intense training. After learning and training long and hard, he decided that it wasn't enough. He wanted more. So he traveled to Burmecia to learn the ways of the Dragon Knight and
eventually was knighted after the second year of training and exercises. He also made a few friends along the way.
After five years of training and making Burmecia his new home, it was attacked by the Alexandrian army. Lance watched in horror as his home was destroyed. He tried fighting them off but was eventually captured and sent to an Alexandrian prison for six months, during that time, he was tortured by some of the guards in hopes of getting information of where the remaining Burmecians fled to. He was driven near insane from the guards torturing him, his arms were cut off to prevent him escaping. During that time he met a prisoner named Nura who gave him metal from machina that he stole to build himself arms. using only his mouth, he constructed a pair of arms with help from Nura, his arms were attached and fully functional. Rather than staying trapped in the prison Lance and Nura thought up a plan and they waited until the following night. Nura set up a distraction while Lance tore through the wall of the prison, ripping the stones from the wall like paper. They escaped and fled Alexandria, never to be seen again.
They returned to Lindblum and lived there in peace until Lindblum was attacked. After that Lance decided that he wanted to go out into the world and help make things right. Nura told him that he would come along with him wherever he goes. Lance and Nura
left Lindblum to see the world and to find treasure and possibly discover new lands. After a year of traveling. They came back to Lindblum and took a break for a while.
These days, he lives with Nura in Lindblum, looking for possible treasure hunts and missions. His goal is to master every fighting style in the entire world and become the greatest warrior in the world. People usually laugh at him about that. (hahaha.)
Abilities:Jump and Vigor (restores health and/or MP by drinking syrup from his gourd)
Trance Ability: Disembowel(attacks the enemy with a full on running charge, causing massive armor cutting damage)
Summons: None.
Magic:Cannot use Magic.
Strengths: Ability to jump a considerable height, can punch through rocks and some metals with his Adamantite alloy arms. Can keep up with the average runner.
Weaknesses: He sinks in water, due to the weight of his prosthetics. He needs to drink from his gourd to fuel his arms. He cannot use any form of magic, and is extremely phobic of electrical-based enemies. He's fairly bigoted, bordering on racist, against black mages. He refers to them as "Soulless Shells", refuses to work with them, and avoids them like the plague. He holds machina in higher regards than even the kindest Black Mage. He was tortured by Black Mages in prison, being shocked with wires -- This also explains his electricity phobia.
Weapons: Spear (Usually used for throwing immense lengths, with his arm hydraulics), or his arms.
Crushes: He was attempting to court Freya at a certain point, before being rejected.
How did you find us?: Google! Thank you Google overlord!
Role Play Sample: Dated one year before Lance leaves for Burmecia.-
Lance walks outside into Lindblum's bustling Industrial District. He yawned and looked around at the people going to and fro as they go about their busy day. The sun hung high in the sky, daunting him with its ever-lasting burning glare. He leaned his spear against the doorway and pulled out a pocket watch from a pouch slung to the side. It read: 13:21. It was time for his daily training. He picked his spear up and headed back inside his home. As he walked through the slightly stuffy and dusty sunlit living area, various books and tools and machine parts were lying around on tables and the floor. Lance thought "I need to clean this place up one day or Nura is gonna complain.." The hissing and clanking of the steam engine that he had one of Regent Cid's engineers build for him can be heard from the basement, which powered his forge and workshop that he built himself. He sighed and thought"it's about time I got ready." walked slowly to his room and sat on the soft down bed. He looked at the oak and brass chest that lies beside his bed and stuck his hand in his left pocket. He pulled out a piece of fabric. and thought"That's no key!" and placed the piece of fabric on his small dresser, which had Gil, knives, scrap metal and other various things. He dug into his pocket and pulled out a small key, which was a small shiny brass key with a cut ruby set in it. He put the key into the lock and turned it. A loud click is heard as the lock unlocked. He pulled the chest opened and looked inside. There were a few leather bags, Potions, Gil and assorted bottles of his favorite syrups. he thought "These look good!" Along with all of these items, was his sword. He picked up the gleaming sheathed blade and unsheathed it and checked for imperfection, the amethyst shone like a deep purple star and the blade slightly shone blood red, as if it was craving to fight. He sheathed the sword, slung it over to his side and picked up one of the pouches and slung that over to his other side and picked his spear up and walked out of his room towards the front door and walked out and closed it.
He jumped on to his roof and looked around at the Industrial District and thought to himself, "It's hot today. This is gonna be great!". There was various people working on different things. To the left of the main square, a workshop was being built, the men working on it hammering away with determination in the boiling sun. Lance jumped down and walked towards the Air cab station and entered it. He hopped in the Air cab that was heading for the Business District. As he felt the vehicle rumble to life he gazed at the people outside of the cab watching it power up in awe, as if they've never seen anything like it. The propellers were at their full speed. The driver yelled "Now leaving for the Business District! Please be seated!" The Air cab gracefully lifted up off the ground and took off. As he watched buildings and lights pass by him; he sighed and thought "I can't wait to get out of here." and felt the cab lurch back as it pulled into the Business District's station. The Air cab stopped, the driver yelled "Now at the Business District!" the doors opened and Lance stepped out and breathed in fresh air. "Ahhh. A perfect day for training." By training he meant fighting monsters, practicing his jumps and crushing rocks in the mountains.
He walked into the open air of the Business District and walked toward the front of the district, he stopped by the Gyashi Pickle stand and thought "man, these pickles look really tasty...". He walked over and talked to the owner of the stand and said "May I buy a dozen?" the stand owner turned around and smiled and said hastily, “you sure can! That'll be 50 Gil!" Lance dug in his bag and pulled out some Gil and counted out 50 and handed it to the owner of the stand in exchange for a dozen pickles. “Thanks." Lance said as he walked away. He scarfed down the entire dozen before leaving the city.
Password:Glorious Walruses
I hope this is well, good. I am not a good writer. I tried. only the admins can judge me now. Here goes nothing :l
