Post by Sephiroth on Nov 26, 2008 22:36:36 GMT -5
Name: Sephiroth
Alias: One-winged Angel
Age: N/A(Appears to be in early 30s)
Height: 6'5
Gender: Male
Alliance: Neutral
Keyblade name: (only for Members of the Order and Sora & Co.)
Weapon: Masamune. (At a length between 6 and 8 feet, the Masamune is an extremely unique sword, powerful in the correct hands. Sephiroth wields the Masamune with terrific precision and great strength.)
Bio: Sephiroth was genetically altered in his mothers womb to create the long lost Ancients. It is said that he was taken way from his mother Tigress and told that he, instead, was the son of Janova, an ancient, to make him further believe that he was an Ancient. As the years went by, Sephiroth was trained by some of the greatest martial artist and rushed, by his father Hojo, to reach great power.
At a time considered to be his youth, Sephiroth was given a blade known as the masamune. It could him great power along with a overwhelming flow of hate and anger. This caused him to go berserk and destroy lab, at which he was created, and his father, for what he had done. Later, Sephiroth joined army to escape his life and feel his need for battle and bloodshed. On a mission to check on a reactor up in the mountains, Sephiroth found that there were more of him created, but they were failures. So they were executed. This made Sephiroth snap, he ran away to an unknown place. It was there where he found his true calling.
Personality: Sephiroth's personality is unpredictable. He has expressions that give off the feeling that he is calm yet strict, but in his mind hides terrible anger and rage. He shows no emotion, unless challenged with a strong obstacle. Unless seriously challenged, he only gives off a small smirk or an evil glare. In other words he has a ultimate(evil) calm.
Appearance: Sephiroth has long sliver-gray hair that extends a little bit passed his waist. Also having two incredibly long banes, one on each side of his face. He wears a long, black, trench coat with silver buckle fasteners. He has double plated armor on his shoulders and wears black gloves.
Below the waist, he has black army fatigue. Including pants and long boots with long legs extending to his knees having two metal rings circling them just under his waist, about an inch apart.
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Roleplay Sample: Sephiroth gripped his Masamune tightly. He could sense that there was someone tip-toeing about. He just couldn't see them. This was such nonsense. He had to be somewhere and this was seriously making him late. Normally, he would love fear and the sense that he was making someone's heart race as he approached. However, this was not the time nor the place to do so. He looses his grip on his blade and dashes forward. Hopefully his follower had given up hope for a battle and went about there day as well.
As he approached his destination, Sephiroth could since that this follower yet again. Or was it. This person's heart did not beat fast, nor did it scream fear. Sephiroth, now, knew who it was. It brought a slight smirk to his face. Only one man had no fear towards him. He slowly looks over his shoulder at the man who's face was hidden in the night and stated, ".........Cloud."
Alias: One-winged Angel
Age: N/A(Appears to be in early 30s)
Height: 6'5
Gender: Male
Alliance: Neutral
Keyblade name: (only for Members of the Order and Sora & Co.)
Weapon: Masamune. (At a length between 6 and 8 feet, the Masamune is an extremely unique sword, powerful in the correct hands. Sephiroth wields the Masamune with terrific precision and great strength.)
Bio: Sephiroth was genetically altered in his mothers womb to create the long lost Ancients. It is said that he was taken way from his mother Tigress and told that he, instead, was the son of Janova, an ancient, to make him further believe that he was an Ancient. As the years went by, Sephiroth was trained by some of the greatest martial artist and rushed, by his father Hojo, to reach great power.
At a time considered to be his youth, Sephiroth was given a blade known as the masamune. It could him great power along with a overwhelming flow of hate and anger. This caused him to go berserk and destroy lab, at which he was created, and his father, for what he had done. Later, Sephiroth joined army to escape his life and feel his need for battle and bloodshed. On a mission to check on a reactor up in the mountains, Sephiroth found that there were more of him created, but they were failures. So they were executed. This made Sephiroth snap, he ran away to an unknown place. It was there where he found his true calling.
Personality: Sephiroth's personality is unpredictable. He has expressions that give off the feeling that he is calm yet strict, but in his mind hides terrible anger and rage. He shows no emotion, unless challenged with a strong obstacle. Unless seriously challenged, he only gives off a small smirk or an evil glare. In other words he has a ultimate(evil) calm.
Appearance: Sephiroth has long sliver-gray hair that extends a little bit passed his waist. Also having two incredibly long banes, one on each side of his face. He wears a long, black, trench coat with silver buckle fasteners. He has double plated armor on his shoulders and wears black gloves.
Below the waist, he has black army fatigue. Including pants and long boots with long legs extending to his knees having two metal rings circling them just under his waist, about an inch apart.
Picture:
Other:
Roleplay Sample: Sephiroth gripped his Masamune tightly. He could sense that there was someone tip-toeing about. He just couldn't see them. This was such nonsense. He had to be somewhere and this was seriously making him late. Normally, he would love fear and the sense that he was making someone's heart race as he approached. However, this was not the time nor the place to do so. He looses his grip on his blade and dashes forward. Hopefully his follower had given up hope for a battle and went about there day as well.
As he approached his destination, Sephiroth could since that this follower yet again. Or was it. This person's heart did not beat fast, nor did it scream fear. Sephiroth, now, knew who it was. It brought a slight smirk to his face. Only one man had no fear towards him. He slowly looks over his shoulder at the man who's face was hidden in the night and stated, ".........Cloud."