Post by Ciar Knight on Jul 13, 2010 0:45:54 GMT
The air attack warning sounds like. This is the sound
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When you heaer the air attack warning, you and your family must take cover [/font][/center]
Lets go
Name: Ciar Knight
Age: 18
Race: Gifted
Height: 6"0
Weight: 148 lbs
Appearance: Ciar is more of a stick in terms of physique than anything. He's tall and thin, with muscles built for endurance instead of brute force. His skin is fair, not too tan, but not sickly pale either. Ciar has sharp, aristocratic features, and sleek black hair. The back is more uniform and cut short. His eyes are a dark, haunting blue.
When two tribes go to war,a point is all that you can score
Likes(at least 10):
[+] Birds; "They're free, they're pretty... oh yeah, and they're fun to make fall out of the sky."
[+] Brunettes; "Blondes are overrated. Brunettes are just..." *smirk*
[+] Violence; "I like violence? Got a problem with that? Well, I'll guess you have a problem with being hung by your innards, so you better just be quiet."
[+] Excitement; "Who doesn't like it? 'Course, I might be thinking of different recreation than you..."
[+] Knowledge; "I'm a nerd. I look like it (though more attractive), and it's not like learning is that hard."
[+] Vegetables; "They're good for you. Enough said."
[+] Fruits; "They're really good for you. And they hydrate you."
[+] High places; "Open air and endless sight to observe incoming enemies."
[+] Dry climates; "None of that disgusting slush to impair your traveling."
[+] Intelligent people; "I don't want to be around people who can't keep up with a conversation."
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Dislikes(at least 10):
[-] Meat; "Too fatty for me."
[-] Idiots; "Sometimes I want to gut myself when I'm stuck with one. That way I know I still brought pain to others by making them have to listen to the person..."
[-] Morals; "Geez, who cares about those? Killing is good. Competition is natural in the world."
[-] Claustrophobic situations; "You can't see anything. You're in a confined space unable to defend. What is there to like?"
[-] Snow; "It impedes progress. It's disgusting and... slushy."
[-] Cars; "Loud, greasy blocks of metal."
[-] Abandoned buildings; "They look like they should be in a garbage heap."
[-] Masks; "I like to know who my victim is before I take them down."
[-] Losing; "I think it's natural to want to win. It's just a little... exaggerated with me. If I lose, I'll make sure they lose too."
[-] Exercise; "Sweat. Lactic acid build-up. Is that enough of a reason?"
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Fears(at least five):
-Death; "It's natural for one to feel apprehensive about dying... and no! It's not because I'm scared! I'm just apprehensive!"
-Ugliness; "I'm pretty. It may sound kind of weird to say that, but I am to other people, and if I wasn't, they wouldn't see me as I look, but how I really act. That'd give away my edge, and it'd be harder to charm people. And... well, I don't want to look at something gross every time I look in a mirror."
-Falling; "I like high places, but come on! I don't want to fall. It feels awful, and makes me kind of want to wet myself."
-Being crushed; "Even I wouldn't kill someone by crushing them. It's awful and slow. Not to mention primitive. People can think of so many more artistic ways to kill, so why deal with throwing a rock on some person to kill them?"
Spiders; "Everyone has to have a fear of those things. They're fuzzy. And they have eight eyes."[/b]
Personality: Cleverness and arrogance are two of Ciar's most easily observed traits, and he definitely works with the more negative side of them. Ciar has a superiority complex to most people he meets, and doesn't consider average people to be worth his time, gifted or not. He enjoys playing with peoples' minds and taking advantage of them, and due to his lack of morals, he doesn't have limits to what he can ask people to do. Ciar has no qualms with going for the more violent option if it's more efficient, but he won't go out of his way to be needlessly violent, unless he's playing. Ciar has a slight obsession with watching animals suffer. His temper is rather mild, only reacting in a more annoyed way than normally. Ciar is a bit of a joker, surprisingly, and he enjoys commenting sarcastically to see how his colleagues react. Gauging their strengths and weaknesses is easy for him once he observes them long enough, and Ciar is an excellent judge in character. This makes him an asset and danger to those around him.
Switch off your shield, Switch off and feel
Strengths (at least five):
[+/-] No limits; "I'm not gonna sit back and be held by laws, and I'll do what's needed."
[+] Smart; "It may not seem like it at first glance, but I possess an above-average memory capacity. Seriously. I was wearing this shirt fifty days ago."
[+] Good observer; "I can tell if a person is going to be useful to me or not by being around them for an hour or so."
[+] Even temper; "I'm not the type to go and get pissed off at the smallest thing. You'd have to do something serious to get me mad, like... chop off my arm or something. I'd be a bit peeved if you did that."
[+] Supportive; "I'll do my best to help your cause if it helps me. If it's something dumb, though, I won't really feel like helping."[/b]
Weaknesses (at least five):
[+/-] No limits; "I'm not gonna sit back and be held by laws, and I'll do what's needed.
[-] Arrogant; "I'm not going to waste my time with idiots. Most people I've met just wasted parts of my life."
[-] Sadistic; "Sure, I like the sight of blood every once in a while. Doesn't everyone...? No? Oh well."
[-] Manipulative; "Nah, I won't tell you. You want to know? I don't think I'll tell you... and yes, this is to make you wonder so you'll ask me what I'm not telling you."
[-] Proud; "There's no way I'll bow down to someone who isn't worth it. Either way, I'm not some brainless subordinate, and I'll make sure my... superior knows they aren't superior. Only in words."
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Powers:
-Water
-Illusion
-Healing
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Limitations:
Water; Ciar can only create a fine mist on purpose. The mist obscures vision, but not much else. If he does it on accident, however, the vapor can become chilling and leave a person with a nasty bout of sneezes. This is Ciar's weakest but most used ability.
Illusion; Ciar's mind is a very, very messy cesspool of deranged thoughts. He doesn't have enough energy to fully create one of his daydreams, and usually creates small illusions that can still mess with a person's sanity, but nothing too crazy. Ciar's strongest but least used ability.
Healing; Ciar can only deal with flesh wounds, and he has to concentrate fully on the wound and physically touch it to mend it. He uses it on himself most of the time, but could be prompted to help someone else.
I’m givin’ you back the good times
Family:
Mother; Chevonne Knight
Father; Cyrus Knight
Younger sister; Evangeline Knight
History: Ciar was born in a family that encouraged abilities secretly, but was disappointed at how weak his elemental ability was. He strove to train his element, and found that his mist could be useful in defense, but not in attacking. Because of his disappointing abilities, Ciar felt insecure and left as soon as he became legal, he left to find a purpose. However, his tendencies made him even more isolated and found consolation in the knowledge that he could rely on himself and his illusions to care for himself.
As far as Ciar knows, his parents are fine. He knows that his five year old sister, "Eva," can control water more powerfully than he could, and he feels slightly proud of her, though he'd never show it.[/b]
Roleplay sample:
“You really are a pretty lass, Ms. Cosette,” Turning his head behind him, Ciar gave a lazy smile towards the girl, who returned the gesture with a rather annoyed sigh.
Her hand stopped, holding her pen above the parchment, and Cosette responded, “Knight, you know that we’re not friends. Why do you insist on following me everywhere? Especially when you’re like, older than Brother Gabriel?”
Feigning wide-eyed shock, Ciar chucked lowly. “First of all, I’m only twenty. Secondly, I’m not interested in women with power,” He leaned against the office’s wall, crossing his arms across his chest. A sly expression crossed his supple lips. “And I like brunettes; not black-haired girls.”
Cosette let out a small huffing noise, and Ciar’s smile widened. “You’re a sadistic murderer; can you even have romantic thoughts?” She asked doubtfully, looking warily at the predatory smile traced on her. “And stop grinning at me. You look like that cat in the fairytales; Cheshire, I think.”
Slinking over to lean over the table and speak into her ear, Ciar hissed, “I’m no kitty that can be pet, like your sister, but I do bite.” A hand rose to smack his forehead, and he recoiled, holding a slender hand over the spot before he readjusted his soft gray hat which had become lopsided. “Ouch,” He let out a choking laugh. “I’d cry if I could, that hurt so much.”
“Oh, shut up,” Cosette snapped, standing up and walking to the side, where she looked out the large arched window. Obviously, Ciar ignored her and walked next to her, that eerie grin rising on his face again. “Do I need to get some duct-tape for that mouth of yours, or are psychos naturally grin-happy?”
A fake look of wonder passed his features. “Normal people grin when they’re happy,” Ciar gasped loudly. “So why can’t I?”
“Your teeth look like you put a pencil sharpener to them,” She deadpanned, and Ciar shrugged.
“Maybe I did,” He curled his lips to reveal his teeth, just to emphasize the point. A strange noise of anger came from Cosette, and Ciar added playfully. “I do love pain and blood. But of course… I didn’t cry. I still don’t know how to do that one.”
Without warning, a large dictionary flew at him and Ciar easily caught it, ignoring Cosette’s resigned growl. “You were supposed to get hit, moron.”
Bowing deeply but still holding his hat, Ciar hid the smug look on his face. He stood back up and responded airily, “I guess handsome men can’t get hurt."
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Tell the world that you’re winning
What would you like to be called?
Nezumi, I suppose.[/b]
Any other characters on this site: None[/b]
How did you find us?
On a neopets roleplay with Falcon and TJ.[/b]
Read the rules?
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