Post by Render on Feb 16, 2010 12:45:08 GMT
~{FELICITY FERDIANAD}~
~BASISCS~
Birth Name: Felicity Ferdinand
Taken Name: Lithia
Age: 17
Race: Human
Height: 5’6
Weight: 67.5 kgs
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
~APPERANCE~
Clothes:
~ Black dress shirt
~ Black leather long coat
~ Denim flare jeans, dark blue
~ Leather belt with karma buckle
~ Ruby and Diamond dragon broach
~ Mid calf leather boots with bronze buckles and chains
Or
~ Blue half shirt with long sleeves
~ Skinny Capri made from denim
~ Akubra or Fedora hat
~ Stylish sandles
Alchemy: Use of air to move objects at high speed and travel a short distance.
Weapons: Pistol in her back pocket when she has a coat, and a hidden blade in a sheath up her sleeve, used only in defence.
Eyes: Dark blue-black
Hair: Short, black and spiky
Skin Tone: Tanned
Body Structure: Medium breast size with good hip curves. Medium body build with well size arms and long legs.
Overall: Lithia is a well sized girl, with a mysterious look about her. Her eyes are usually accompanied by eye liner and mascara.
Her eye lashes are long, and he longs legs make it easier to run fast. Her style of clothes separates her from the stereotypes of women and girls, and makes her look more like a guy. But she is obviously a girl, and she is a very swift walker, although this makes up for her low stamina.
She has two dress styles, Serious, which is the first list. In this one needs to be more respective and more careful when approaching her. She is in a harsh and world weary state of mind when she wears this, but she can be happy too, it depends if her clothes were clean or not.
The other set is Casual, in this it tends to tell one she is happy, outgoing and very joyful. She enjoys time at pubs and bars and can be really fun to be around.
NOTE: Felicity always carries and leather strap in her Long coat or Capri pocket, on it is a silver circle with an intricate Transmutation circle etched into it. It allows her to use the air to push herself of the ground and travel fair distances (Not insanely far, a few meters, perhaps).
~PERSONALITY~
Sanity: ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Friendliness: ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Aggression: ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Intellect: ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Understanding: ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Sins: Envy
Virtues: Humility, Justice and Temperance
Likes:
~ Cities
~ Travelling
~ Having a laugh
Hates:
~ Eerie places
~ Being in one place for to long
~ Hates being grumpy
Overall: Felicity is fun loving and outgoing, with a boyish nature. She loves the city and loves the countryside. She is, in general, a nice person to be around.
She has an attitude matched with dandy lions and buttercups, but once she‘s in a fight, she‘s like a pack of wolves on a rampage.
She seeks tranquillity and fairness in a torn world. It is her goal to make friends with and help fictional characters that have the privilege to be brought to life, and help them in whatever they need to survive in this world. That includes a makeover to some, and a lesson on history and other subjects of Amestris.
Felicity goes by the name Lithia, as that was her mothers name, who happened to be a magnificent warrior and hunter. Not to mention an excellent single mother, who‘s rich life supplied everything that Felicity could ever want. Felicity takes a dislike to being left alone, and likes to hang around at bars, pubs and festivals. She is willing to try anything new, and has a habit of buying drinks for everyone willing to have another drink.
Felicity also has a cool, serious side, which is often shown outside of cities, and into the wilderness. Because of her very adventurous nature, she often finds herself straying from the designated foot paths and roads.
~HISTORY~
Felicity was born to a single mother in Dublith, and lived a rich, perfect childhood, without a needing of a father. She was home schooled for 3 years, then she joined a primary school, and was popular there.
She was a good student, and was very adapt to learning in surrounding where others didn’t. Her mother let her go to three after school clubs on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, which was Mastering Melee, Archery and Artillery. Felicity loved weapons from a young age.
Not the uses of them, but the look of them. She has a keen eye on Crossbows and longbows when she was 13, and had a collection of them, and went hunting from time to time.
She grew up with a rich life style, and school was no bother. People loved her and respected her. They never knew what to make of her adoration for weapons.
She gained top marks for every club she went to in the top grades. The only thing she was never good at was staying up late. It stopped her going to late night parties with friends, unless she slept from eight at night to ten in the mourning. She was known for her excellent grades in Maths, English, Art and Drama, but no so well in Science.
She was well praised by her teacher and got head girl, sports captain and also student head of Drama, in which she writ a play for her school. She played mainly tennis and javelin, and also came third in running.
Unlike other girls, she never went out with anyone, and saved herself for when she was older. She got into the use of Alchemy when she was 11, when a street performer inspired her. She was fascinated by it and started to learn it from books and other travellers.
~NOTES~
Voice:
Hayley Williams
Theme:
My name: Jade
Age: 13
Literary experience/ interest: 5 years
RolePlay experience: 1 and a half
Felicity RP with my Fan Character for Death the Kid (Bath, England)
Bath Abbey house. It was huge, and not ton mention directly behind the old Roman Baths. Tourists walked by without a care in the world, speaking Italian, Chinese, French and many other languages that Felicity couldn’t understand.
The cobble stone baths were rugged and uneven, great roman pillars held up bridges and balconies, the stone old, yet extravagant as furs and silk walls. The Abbey’s design was absolutely stunning, and told a tale as old as the bath house itself. The sky was filled with fluffy clouds with a texture as soft as a lambs wool.
Light rain fell from the sky, like feathers, like ghosts like hair.
Felicity stood, holding an umbrella in one hand, wearing her serious outfit, with an extra belt around her waist. Why she had come here on a rainy day was past her, and it seemed stupid she even got the idea in the first place. She thought of walking on and having a Sub Way, or a Latte in Costa. She shook her head, and turned away, heading towards the river, and the bridge which had shops actually on it. The Romans had carved three horse shoe shaped ridges into the river, to stop it flowing so fast.
A Relief River carried excess water away, to join with the river again down river. She turned down an alley way before the Bridge, and entered a large music shop. A massive £20’000 piano stood in wait, along with shining Clarinets and Trumpets, further down was a horde of drums kits, double bass pedals and a funny looking golden pig. She had come here to escape the rain, but not to hear the sound of the £20’000 piano bursting into song.
Felicity turned round.
A teenager, about her age, sat at the piano, playing a sweet, melodic and rather dark tune. He had dark hair, matt black, and pale skin like a vampire. Long fingers danced on the keys with ease. His eyes seemed bright amber, although he shut them almost completely in the rift of sound. Dressed almost formally, white dress shirt, black jacket and a long coat, with neat pants and shoes. She watched with curiosity.
She played Violin herself, but never actually played with a piano too.
She walked over with a silent step, her umbrella leaning against the counter. After he finished, she looked down at him. He noticed and looked up. His hair was so unusual she had to force herself to stop staring. Three snow white lines cut across half of his bangs like a thick knife. “Is something bothering you?” He asked with a rich voice. Felicity smiled ”No, sir. That was lovely… your music,” she complemented.
The boy got up from the piano and thanked the owner, who seemed like he’d just cried, with rash red under his eyes and a pleased smile. ”Thank you, no ones ever praised me before” he said. Felicity held out her hand ”It’s good to meet you, I’m Felicity.” She greeted. The boy took her hand in a greeting shake. The two were about the same size. “Not many people believe my name. Its more of a sentence” He told Felicity with a sigh. Felicity chuckled ”Like and Indian name? Like Dances With Wolves and King Of The Fire?” Felicity stated. The boy nodded “Well, Felicity, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Kid. Death the Kid“
~CREDITS~
OUTLINE BY: Windrush/Render/Death the Kid
CHARACTER BY: Render
~BASISCS~
Birth Name: Felicity Ferdinand
Taken Name: Lithia
Age: 17
Race: Human
Height: 5’6
Weight: 67.5 kgs
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
~APPERANCE~
Clothes:
~ Black dress shirt
~ Black leather long coat
~ Denim flare jeans, dark blue
~ Leather belt with karma buckle
~ Ruby and Diamond dragon broach
~ Mid calf leather boots with bronze buckles and chains
Or
~ Blue half shirt with long sleeves
~ Skinny Capri made from denim
~ Akubra or Fedora hat
~ Stylish sandles
Alchemy: Use of air to move objects at high speed and travel a short distance.
Weapons: Pistol in her back pocket when she has a coat, and a hidden blade in a sheath up her sleeve, used only in defence.
Eyes: Dark blue-black
Hair: Short, black and spiky
Skin Tone: Tanned
Body Structure: Medium breast size with good hip curves. Medium body build with well size arms and long legs.
Overall: Lithia is a well sized girl, with a mysterious look about her. Her eyes are usually accompanied by eye liner and mascara.
Her eye lashes are long, and he longs legs make it easier to run fast. Her style of clothes separates her from the stereotypes of women and girls, and makes her look more like a guy. But she is obviously a girl, and she is a very swift walker, although this makes up for her low stamina.
She has two dress styles, Serious, which is the first list. In this one needs to be more respective and more careful when approaching her. She is in a harsh and world weary state of mind when she wears this, but she can be happy too, it depends if her clothes were clean or not.
The other set is Casual, in this it tends to tell one she is happy, outgoing and very joyful. She enjoys time at pubs and bars and can be really fun to be around.
NOTE: Felicity always carries and leather strap in her Long coat or Capri pocket, on it is a silver circle with an intricate Transmutation circle etched into it. It allows her to use the air to push herself of the ground and travel fair distances (Not insanely far, a few meters, perhaps).
~PERSONALITY~
Sanity: ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Friendliness: ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Aggression: ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Intellect: ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Understanding: ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Sins: Envy
Virtues: Humility, Justice and Temperance
Likes:
~ Cities
~ Travelling
~ Having a laugh
Hates:
~ Eerie places
~ Being in one place for to long
~ Hates being grumpy
Overall: Felicity is fun loving and outgoing, with a boyish nature. She loves the city and loves the countryside. She is, in general, a nice person to be around.
She has an attitude matched with dandy lions and buttercups, but once she‘s in a fight, she‘s like a pack of wolves on a rampage.
She seeks tranquillity and fairness in a torn world. It is her goal to make friends with and help fictional characters that have the privilege to be brought to life, and help them in whatever they need to survive in this world. That includes a makeover to some, and a lesson on history and other subjects of Amestris.
Felicity goes by the name Lithia, as that was her mothers name, who happened to be a magnificent warrior and hunter. Not to mention an excellent single mother, who‘s rich life supplied everything that Felicity could ever want. Felicity takes a dislike to being left alone, and likes to hang around at bars, pubs and festivals. She is willing to try anything new, and has a habit of buying drinks for everyone willing to have another drink.
Felicity also has a cool, serious side, which is often shown outside of cities, and into the wilderness. Because of her very adventurous nature, she often finds herself straying from the designated foot paths and roads.
~HISTORY~
Felicity was born to a single mother in Dublith, and lived a rich, perfect childhood, without a needing of a father. She was home schooled for 3 years, then she joined a primary school, and was popular there.
She was a good student, and was very adapt to learning in surrounding where others didn’t. Her mother let her go to three after school clubs on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, which was Mastering Melee, Archery and Artillery. Felicity loved weapons from a young age.
Not the uses of them, but the look of them. She has a keen eye on Crossbows and longbows when she was 13, and had a collection of them, and went hunting from time to time.
She grew up with a rich life style, and school was no bother. People loved her and respected her. They never knew what to make of her adoration for weapons.
She gained top marks for every club she went to in the top grades. The only thing she was never good at was staying up late. It stopped her going to late night parties with friends, unless she slept from eight at night to ten in the mourning. She was known for her excellent grades in Maths, English, Art and Drama, but no so well in Science.
She was well praised by her teacher and got head girl, sports captain and also student head of Drama, in which she writ a play for her school. She played mainly tennis and javelin, and also came third in running.
Unlike other girls, she never went out with anyone, and saved herself for when she was older. She got into the use of Alchemy when she was 11, when a street performer inspired her. She was fascinated by it and started to learn it from books and other travellers.
~NOTES~
Voice:
Hayley Williams
Theme:
My name: Jade
Age: 13
Literary experience/ interest: 5 years
RolePlay experience: 1 and a half
Felicity RP with my Fan Character for Death the Kid (Bath, England)
Bath Abbey house. It was huge, and not ton mention directly behind the old Roman Baths. Tourists walked by without a care in the world, speaking Italian, Chinese, French and many other languages that Felicity couldn’t understand.
The cobble stone baths were rugged and uneven, great roman pillars held up bridges and balconies, the stone old, yet extravagant as furs and silk walls. The Abbey’s design was absolutely stunning, and told a tale as old as the bath house itself. The sky was filled with fluffy clouds with a texture as soft as a lambs wool.
Light rain fell from the sky, like feathers, like ghosts like hair.
Felicity stood, holding an umbrella in one hand, wearing her serious outfit, with an extra belt around her waist. Why she had come here on a rainy day was past her, and it seemed stupid she even got the idea in the first place. She thought of walking on and having a Sub Way, or a Latte in Costa. She shook her head, and turned away, heading towards the river, and the bridge which had shops actually on it. The Romans had carved three horse shoe shaped ridges into the river, to stop it flowing so fast.
A Relief River carried excess water away, to join with the river again down river. She turned down an alley way before the Bridge, and entered a large music shop. A massive £20’000 piano stood in wait, along with shining Clarinets and Trumpets, further down was a horde of drums kits, double bass pedals and a funny looking golden pig. She had come here to escape the rain, but not to hear the sound of the £20’000 piano bursting into song.
Felicity turned round.
A teenager, about her age, sat at the piano, playing a sweet, melodic and rather dark tune. He had dark hair, matt black, and pale skin like a vampire. Long fingers danced on the keys with ease. His eyes seemed bright amber, although he shut them almost completely in the rift of sound. Dressed almost formally, white dress shirt, black jacket and a long coat, with neat pants and shoes. She watched with curiosity.
She played Violin herself, but never actually played with a piano too.
She walked over with a silent step, her umbrella leaning against the counter. After he finished, she looked down at him. He noticed and looked up. His hair was so unusual she had to force herself to stop staring. Three snow white lines cut across half of his bangs like a thick knife. “Is something bothering you?” He asked with a rich voice. Felicity smiled ”No, sir. That was lovely… your music,” she complemented.
The boy got up from the piano and thanked the owner, who seemed like he’d just cried, with rash red under his eyes and a pleased smile. ”Thank you, no ones ever praised me before” he said. Felicity held out her hand ”It’s good to meet you, I’m Felicity.” She greeted. The boy took her hand in a greeting shake. The two were about the same size. “Not many people believe my name. Its more of a sentence” He told Felicity with a sigh. Felicity chuckled ”Like and Indian name? Like Dances With Wolves and King Of The Fire?” Felicity stated. The boy nodded “Well, Felicity, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Kid. Death the Kid“
~CREDITS~
OUTLINE BY: Windrush/Render/Death the Kid
CHARACTER BY: Render
