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Ruby City Mods ([personal profile] rubycitymods) wrote2012-01-13 01:45 pm
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APPLICATIONS


APPLICATIONS


Applications are processed weekly, every weekend. The cut-off time for the submission of applications is 11:59PST on Saturday.
✗ Before applying, please read the FAQ and Rules pages.
✗ Please submit your application with the journal you plan to use if you have one made already. If not, another journal is fine, but we prefer your intended journal so it makes for an easier time in granting access to the mod journal and the contacts page.
✗ For very long applications, we would ask you to please separate them into various comments so that they will not take up too much of the page.
✗ Please title your application as { [CANON/CANON OC/OC]CHARACTER NAME || Series Title || reserve/no reserve || X of X } in the subect header
IMPORTANT: Our application form was edited on September 07, 2015. Please use the revised form.
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A note for CR AU applications
Ruby City does allow previous game history/CR to be brought over on a case by case basis. If you want to include this in your application please add additional sections for PERSONALITY DEVELOPMENT and PREVIOUS GAME HISTORY beneath the Personality and Background/History sections.

In these additional sections we would like to see a brief outline of your character's previous game history and how it potentially impacted on and altered their canon personality.


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Captain Steve Rogers | Marvel/Avengers | Reserved Pt. 1

[personal profile] defenderoffreedom 2012-05-11 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
PLAYER
Name: Charli
Personal Journal: I really do not have one.
E-mail: raela_brandybuck@yahoo.com
AIM/MSN/etc: MamaAustria on AIM

CHARACTER
Name: Steve Rogers, AKA Captain America
Canon: Marvel Universe – Film Verse
Timeline: Just after the conclusion of the Avengers film.
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: Not applicable!

Personality: Steve Rogers is nothing if not determined and driven. Born to a poor Irish immigrant family on July 4, 1920, he suffered a great many physical ailments while he grew up, which left him physically weakened and sickly. He was scrawny and frail, but when the United States entered World War II in the winter of 1941, none of this mattered. He began to enlist at every enlistment station he could find, hoping that he could be accepted. Despite false names and pleading with those conducting his physicals, he was denied each time the chance to serve his country. It was this humility, this determination, and the gumption to stand up to bullies despite his physical restrictions that made him catch the eye of Dr. Abraham Erskine. Erskine was searching for the right man to try his top secret Super Soldier Serum on, but it had to be a special man; a man whose traits were good, noble, and honorable. The serum would not only amplify the chosen man’s physical attributes, but also all the traits that made him who he was.

Sickly asthmatic Steve endured a grueling boot camp, using his wit and intelligence where he had no muscle to manage to put himself ahead of the rest of the more physically capable men. Even when he as chosen, he maintained the humble idea that he was just a kid from New York, despite the fact that he had earned this chance himself.

When Dr. Erskine is killed by HYDRA agents, Steve takes the murder personally, and does everything he can to successfully track down the assassin. Despite this deed, he is forced to endure humiliation as a member of a USO show, in which he enjoys grand success on the home front, but at the army camps in Europe, he falls short. When he finds out that his best friend Bucky is captive behind enemy lines, Captain Rogers goes against his orders and has Howard Stark air drop him into Austrian territory. He infiltrates the prison and liberates the prisoners single-handedly, and brings every single one of them back to camp to much applause. However, he openly offers himself to his commanding officer for a reprimand, willing to accept punishment for going against his superior.

He is even willing to sacrifice his life to save others by crashing a HYDRA ship into the Artic so that it does not detonate over US civilian targets. His last words were to the woman he loved, promising to meet her for a date so she could teach him to dance. That dance never came to be.

Steve awoke in 2011, found by agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. who were tracking down the Tesseract, a mystical cube that was a self-sustaining energy source. He has been forced to adapt to a world seventy years removed from the one he remembers, without anything familiar from his life before.

Steve has a strong sense of justice and honor, even if that sense of justice may put him on the opposite side of the established law. He believes in the sanctity of life and humanity, and has a great deal of respect for those around him, though at times, that respect has to be earned. He is a patriot and a soldier; the ideal of the old-fashioned hero. He has a sense of humility and innocence; certainly a man of a bygone era trying to come to terms with a new world that he has been thrust into. He perseveres, despite the hardships he is faced with, and emerges as a true and just leader.
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Re: Captain Steve Rogers | Marvel/Avengers | Reserved Pt. 2

[personal profile] defenderoffreedom 2012-05-11 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
First Person: [The watch clicks on by accident, and it appears to be held in someone’s hand. There is the sound of the owner walking down the street; he grunts a little as he jumps over some larger pieces of rubble with apparently little effort at all. He apparently has not realized that the watch is a communication device, and it’s only by sheer luck that he opens his hand after a bit. The feed reveals a handsome young man in his twenties, dressed as someone might have during the 1940s. A simple striped collared shirt under a brown bomber jacket, with his blonde hair trimmed cleanly and slicked back from his face. His shoulders are broad; he is at the peak of physical fitness. Intent blue eyes are looking into the distance; he appears to be near the center of town. Barely visible over his shoulder is the curve of what looks like an impressive shield strapped to his back. He breathes out, apparently a bit baffled by what he sees.]

Looks like I’m not in Kansas anymore…

Third Person: He stood in the deserted train station, his eyes narrowed slightly as he tried to understand his situation. Somehow, between his last memories of the night before at the gym, and now, someone or, more likely, something had spirited him onto that train. He glanced down at his attire; he was wearing street clothes and his leather jacket, but despite the lack of uniform, his shield was strapped securely to his back. The soldier in him was on full alert; something about this place…

Something wasn’t right here. Was it Loki? No, that was impossible; he’d watched Thor take both the Tesseract and his war criminal brother back to Asgard. But that did not bar the possibility that someone else had taken notice of the Earth during that short-lived war. But how had they managed to catch him off guard? That was not something easily done. He needed information first; nothing could be solved with sheer brute force…he did not even know who his enemies were.

Captain Rogers stepped through the deserted station, passing by the collections of blankets and supplies, though he made note of them. He looked over his shoulder as he heard the train take off in the direction it had come, but somehow, he knew better than to follow it. A poster on the wall caught his eye in the morning sunlight; Ruby City? He’d never heard of such a place…

His first instinct was to track down the others; had whoever had brought him here also taken interest in the others? But the distinct lack of any sort of communication system made that all but impossible; whoever had done this had made sure to not provide him with a communicator-

The heavy weight in his jacket pocket caught his attention; Steve reached into his pocket, each muscle tensed as he pulled out a fine pocket watch on a chain. It wasn’t his; he’d not owned one like this before.

Ignoring it for now, he held it in his palm and stepped out into the street, and immediately breathed out slowly. Wherever this place was, it had seen better days. It reminded him implicitly of Manhattan after its recent fight with Loki and the Chitauri. Rubble was strewn everywhere, all throughout the streets, and yet…

The architecture was like nothing he’d ever seen save in history books. He walked down the streets slowly, surveying the damage, and finding not a single soul in the streets. As he came to the center of town and saw the large obelisk rising high into the sky, he frowned, and looked slowly around the area.

“Looks like I’m not in Kansas anymore…”
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[CANON] Grimmjow Jeagerjaques || Bleach || Reserve || 1 of 2

[personal profile] pantera_grimmjow 2012-05-12 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
PLAYER
Name: Kitten
Personal Journal: hollowrussian
E-mail: inu_taiyoukai_@hotmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: inu_taiyoukai_@hotmail.com

CHARACTER
Name: Grimmjow Jeagerjaques
Canon: Bleach
Timeline: Some months after the fight with Ichigo in Las Noches.
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: n/a

Personality: Grimmjow can be described in a few words. One of which would be prideful. He is very strong, and he knows it, so he carries with him the pride of being a very powerful hollow, as well as a constant chip on his shoulder. Because of his pride, he often seeks out fights with individuals he perceives may possess, or will eventually possess, great power. This is evidenced by his allowing Ichigo to live more than once, after brutally beating him down, and awaiting the moment in which he could fight the substitute Shinigami at his full strength. Grimmjow has expressed a great distaste for fighting against those who do not match up to his standards, as he did by quickly disposing of Rukia Kuchiki and dismissing her as a waste of his time, even after she had encased him in ice.

Being such a prideful creature, Grimmjow is prone to insubordination, such as around his “superior” Kaname Tousen, who he blatantly dislikes, and even Sousuke Aizen. Most of these insubordinations are allowed, to a point. Like an animal, Grimmjow can be subdued by a show of power, as shown by Aizen’s control of him despite his fiery nature. He is not above subversion however, as he is constantly disobeying the stated wishes of the defected Shinigami trio, giving attitude to his perceived superiors such as Ulquiorra Schiffer, and even going so far as to stage an unauthorized invasion and attack of the Human World with his direct subordinates.

Despite all of this, Grimmjow does indeed have a sort of honor code. He does not wish to fight a previously injured opponent. For example, he demanded that Orihime heal Ichigo not because he had any sort of sentimental feelings, but because he wished to defeat him at full power. He will also repay kindnesses, likely out of some wish to keep out of debt, or to accrue other favors. Not that he has to, being as powerful as he is.

Grimmjow is more uncaringly animalistic than any of his fellow Espada ever were, and it shows in his fiery, combative demeanor and the fact that he fights hand to hand, not always with his sword. Even his Resurreccion state is panther-like, as was his previous Adjuchas-class form. Perhaps due in part to this, he is a physical fighter and is wickedly fast, not just due to his use of Sonido, the equivalent to the Shinigami Flash Step. Despite this animalistic nature, he does possess intelligence and tactical prowess, and will not fail to exploit any openings shown to him.

One thing that will always anger Grimmjow, especially now after he’s been so soundly defeated, is being regarded in contempt. Specifically, he hates those who believe they can defeat him no matter how badly he injures them, and he will become obsessed with the idea of wiping that look off their face.

(Because he has not been made reference to, but he has been shown to be alive if not injured right before Aizen’s defeat, this next part is purely headcanon.)

Ever since he was defeated by Ichigo in Las Noches and being one of the only remaining Arrancar after the defeat of Aizen and really, the only Espada, he has since gone about prowling Las Noches and on occasion, devouring hollows. He does not care for feeding on human souls, being what he is. He’s become a little more reserved, but the fiery temper and attitude that he held as an Espada in Aizen’s army has not completely faded.
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[CANON] Grimmjow Jeagerjaques || Bleach || Reserve || 2 of 2

[personal profile] pantera_grimmjow 2012-05-12 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
First Person: [Grimmjow rarely carries anything on his person aside from his zanpakutou, so waking up on a train, which is again something he isn’t accustomed to nestled in his grip was a little…annoying. His first reaction once he’s out of the train is to look around with a dirty glare on his face. Unbeknownst to the former Espada, his tightening grip on the device has brushed a button which activates the audio. Not that he wasn’t going to say anything anyway, but now his rude, attitude-filled threat is going to be projected everywhere.]

Alright, what the fuck’s going on, and who the fuck am I gonna hafta kill?

Third Person: He couldn’t help but be pissed off as, once again, he found himself with nothing to do. Aizen really was a piece of work, making them all stay here like well-kept little pets and not allowed to go anywhere unless he gave the order. It burned the blue-haired Hollow up! Who was this Shinigami to say he couldn’t go anywhere?!

“The hell with him, I oughta just go find that damn kid and kick his ass, before he causes trouble for us later,” he groused. But of course Aizen trusted Ulquiorra, and Ulquiorra said Kurosaki was trash. They weren’t gonna be killing him. Well that was stupid. Grimmjow had been considered trash as an Adjuchas, and what had he done to Di Roy for thinking so? Ripped off a chunk of his head, that’s what, and now the little shitstain was working for him!

No…the hell with it. He was going to get out and do something now. Even if it meant he’d have to pick a fight with one of the other Arrancars. It’d make him feel better to get some goddamn tension out. You can’t really cage the beast too long, and Aizen should know better than that.

Besides. Grimmjow could use a snack.
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Re: ACCEPTED

[personal profile] toreadorkk 2012-05-15 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you!! I'm sorry I took a bit to respond ... it was my birthday ...
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[Canon] Leonard "Bones" McCoy || Star Trek: ToS || Not Reserved

[personal profile] doctor_not_a 2012-05-15 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
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{ [OC] Alax || Original || no reserve || 1 of 1 }

[personal profile] altivolus_aquila 2012-05-18 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
PLAYER
Name: Mouse
Personal Journal: [personal profile] mouseguin
E-mail: mouseguin@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: AIM: mouseofguin


CHARACTER
Name: Alax
Age: 15-18 years old
Appearance: Alax is of an average height and build, usually wearing homemade clothing. He prefers wearing long sleeved tops of a darker colour, reds and blues, with long pants which he usually trips on. His hair is short and sometimes sticks up but usually only after a transformation back to human form. When he talks in his human form, he often stutters because his brain is going faster than his mouth. When he has extreme emotion his stutter can become worse or better depending on the emotion.
Chosen PB: Cameron Bright (plus several eagle icons)

Personality: Alax is a very intelligent boy. He learnt to transform before all of the other children born in that cycle. But because of this, he knows more about being a bird than being a human. This leads to a difficulty in communication while in his human form which he finds very frustrating. It also means he finds it difficult understanding others in their human forms. He especially won't understand people not from his world. He has been taught that everyone has an animal and when he finds out that this was wrong, it will be very confusing especially as he won't be able to communicate this to those he talks to very well.

If he's trying to say something and he can't, he can get angry with himself but he usually calms down quickly and tries again. He's part of the minority because he was able to transform so quickly and therefore not as important to the humans in the village. He used to try and work on it, but now he's given up and just stays out of everyone's way, usually in the sky.

Being in such a closed society, and having such a sheltered life due to his problems in his human form, Alax lives almost in the Dark Ages. He has no concept of technology and won't know what the buildings are or what the watch is. He may also find it difficult to work out how to use it since he is used to communicating in person or through his bird calls.

Due to a lack of other activities in his preferred form, Alax tends to fly further afield than the other birds in his clan. He explores more of his world that he’s been told he should and no one believes him when he returns. This shows bravery in the face of the unknown, as well as strength to not let insults of his peers affect him. They do though, slightly.

Alax doesn’t necessarily believe he was meant for greater things, but he doesn’t want to be confined to the village. He stays in his tent when in human form because he isn’t a nuisance there and he is out of the way. But really, he wants a place where he belongs even if it is away from his birth place.

World Information: Millennia ago, Alax’s ancestors learnt to communicate with the animals of their world. They taught them to transform into humans while the animals in turn taught the humans how to become animals. After many generations, they all became one race with the ability to transform, though they could only become one animal beside their human form. As time moved on, the traditions stayed the same and the animal part of the brain was more pronounced. The first word of every new baby was the animal they would learn to become.

Alax’s people are similar to American Indians as they tell time by the cycles of the seasons. Time is measured from when the first humans learn to transform. There is no technology and due to the animals being part of their race, they only eat plants and vegetables that they grow themselves. As with all species, there are some who break from the herd to live their own way and this has happened many times between the first transformation and Alax’s birth. This is what creates the different clans as well the animal groups.

History: Alax was born in the first season of the 131st cycle after the first transformation. His father, Tibin, was a black bear while his mother, Alria, was a bull frog. They had had trouble conceiving a child in the past and so were delighted when Alax came along. Alax was taught the basics of how to survive as a child. How to grow the plants and harvest them, which plants were safe to eat in the forest, and how to tell apart different clans to make sure no feuds broke out.

When he became six cycles of age, Alax was told his first word was ‘bird’. This meant he would one day soar into the skies and become part of that group as well the family he was born into. Unlike most children, who took up to four cycles to learn how to transform, Alax was one of the lucky few who only took two cycles and two seasons to learn. By the beginning of his ninth cycle, he was soaring high and proud as if he was his father’s age. But learning this so fast, came at a price. Due to his success in transformation, he found living as a human much more difficult. Learning the plants and crops to eat was much harder than it was for the rest of his family and he often made mistakes. Eventually, he was told to stay inside the village if he was human and he reluctantly agreed.

Because of this, he spends most of his time as the white-tailed eagle he can transform into rather than as the human he was born as.

Strengths/Weaknesses: Alax’s main strength is his ability to transform seamlessly. He feels safer in his bird form because he knows he can do it. He is very intelligent but his main weakness is that he finds it very hard to communicate with other humans. Their actions and even their speech confuse him and he can seem stupid even when he isn’t. It takes him a while to understand and respond and often he flies around to either calm himself, or think about what he wants to say. Another main weakness is his stutter but he's okay in his bird form because he prefers it and knows he can do it. His speech is easier there too with no chance of a stutter. Due to the lack of technology, Alax cannot read or write.

Abilities: Alax can turn into a white-tailed eagle. When he transforms back, his clothes appear with him.

First Person: [Alax stepped off the train and looked around. He had no idea what had just happened or where he was but he was certain of one thing. He was nowhere near the village. Even with his extensive flying, he’d never seen anything like this before. It worried him.

Looking down, he saw the watch. He touched the face and it sprang to life.]

Ahh...W-W-What are you? [He muttered, not realising what he had done. Picking up the watch, carefully, he explored a little further until he came to the exit from the station. Then he stared at all the buildings.] W-W-Where am I?


Third Person: Alax stepped out of his tent, looking around with a smile. Today was a brilliant day for flying. After checking there was nothing, and no one, he could bump into; he jumped up high and transformed, soaring higher and higher into the skies. It was blissful up here. Just the breeze under his wings and the endless expanse to be explore.

Of course, he had been told many times not to stray beyond the boundaries of the village but he couldn’t help it. He wanted to be free and search for a place that he truly belonged. Maybe today would be that today. Maybe today be would come back to his parents and tell them he would be gone for good. There would be arguments, he knew that. No one ever left the village permanently. But as much as he loved his Mama and Papa, he couldn’t stay somewhere where only they cared about him.

Looking around, he picked a direction and started to fly. Yes, today was certainly starting out to be a good day.
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{ [CANON] Sansa Stark || A Song of Ice and Fire/Game of Thrones ||no reserve || 1 of ? }

[personal profile] maple_happiness 2012-05-19 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
PLAYER
Name: Kate
Personal Journal: fae_boleyn
E-mail:pandoraboleyn@yahoo.com
AIM/MSN/etc: PanBoleyn

CHARACTER
Name: Sansa Stark
Canon: A Song of Ice and Fire/Game of Thrones
Timeline: Toward the end of book three, A Storm of Swords, just before her canon escape from the city of King's Landing.
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A

Personality: When we are first introduced to Sansa in canon, in book one of the ASOIAF series, Game of Thrones, she is an eleven-year-old girl, full of idealistic dreams. (Side note, because of my show-based icon, I am playing Sansa as roughly fifteen years of age, as opposed to the thirteen or so she would be at the time I'm taking her from in the third book. This is to more closely match up to the GoT actress in my icon.) Sansa loves songs and tales about knights and princesses and her dream is to marry a golden prince like those in the tales. She thinks she has found him in Prince Joffrey, and a kind mentor in his mother, Queen Cersei.

But she is wrong. By the end of the first book, Sansa is the only member of her family in the royal palace, a hostage to be used against her brother Robb. Through the second book, she suffers abuse at the orders of the now King Joffrey, and he often orders his Kingsguard (special bodyguards) to beat her, even though she is still betrothed to him. Their betrothal is broken at the end of book two, and when book three begins, Sansa is just starting to hope that she will be free again, letting some of her previous dreamy self return as she hopes for a better husband. This too is thwarted when she is married to Joffrey's uncle Tyrion, a disfigured dwarf. Tyrion is kind in his way, but he is still a Lannister, and Sansa, grieving the brutal murders of her brother and mother, is in no mind to warm to him at all.

The Sansa who arrives in Ruby City has just escaped from Joffrey's wedding feast, where he just died. She is a young girl carrying all of the scars of what has happened in her life. She has been forced to learn, the hard way, that beauty is no indication of kindness or goodness - the only people to have shown her kindness in the Red Keep were Tyrion, Sandor Clegane aka the Hound (a brutal, horribly scarred member of the Kingsguard), and Ser Dontos (a drunk who Sansa is able to manipulate Joffrey into making a Fool instead of executing). Despite all of this, Sansa still has moments of idealistic naivete - she still wants to believe in the stories she once held so dear, and sometimes she slips back into that.

However, she is also a kind girl, who can find it in her to feel sympathy and pity even in the midst of her own suffering and even for those she mistrusts or fears. For her, Ruby City is not a prison but a refuge, an escape far from the reach of any Lannisters. She might be confused and bewildered by the city and its inhabitants, but as long as they are not prepared to hurt her, she will consider it a great improvement. She is wary of kindness now, having been fooled and tricked so often, but she still wants to believe and that might be one of her best traits. She still wants to believe that people are good and kind, like her stories. She just knows they aren't always.

First Person: [Sansa sits up and looks around the strange chamber she seems to be in, utterly confused. This doesn't look like anything in the Red Keep and that is good, but... Where is she?

She has no idea, and her confusion does not lessen when a strange force propels her from what seems to be... The best she can think of is that it's a group of horseless wheelhouses, chained together. But the surroundings outside are no less puzzling as she walks down the road, heart pounding. These buildings are not like anything she knows, this entire place seems... strange, and so quiet.]

Hello? Is anyone there?

Third Person: Sansa still didn't quite understand this 'Ruby City' or the idea of another world entirely. It had occurred to her that perhaps it wasn't another world - maybe it was a delusion, or perhaps she was even dead and this was the afterlife. Whatever it was, she would take it; even if it didn't last, it was a welcome respite from her life.

Perhaps one day someone would write a song about her strange journey.

From what she'd been able to find out, no one here had heard of her home, or knew anything about the Lannisters, the Starks, the Baratheons, anyone. She was safe here, beyond the reach of anyone who might want her.

Even the warnings about people who ruled this place and could be cruel didn't trouble her. She didn't think anything could hurt worse than what she'd already faced, even if it was technically worse. She'd already had every dream she ever had shattered, already lost her entire family - except Arya, who was missing and probably dead, but never confirmed to be, and her bastard half-brother Jon Snow. To see either one of them again...

But that wouldn't happen here, and she would have to be happy with what she did have here. Safety, at least more than she'd had until now. That was quite a lot for her these days.
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EDIT

[personal profile] altivolus_aquila 2012-05-19 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Sorry. Alax is 17 years old. I forgot to change the rounding before I posted the app. :D
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[personal profile] altivolus_aquila 2012-05-20 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
Alax is a nuisance because he is basically useless to his village in human form. He can’t talk easily to help direct people or be on look out for anything and his motor skills lack the finesse needed for most daily tasks. His clumsiness has created a lot of problems in the past so he tends to stay out of the way, usually in his bird form. Examples include: Picking the crops, knocking over bowls of food and getting underneath other people’s feet and causing accidents.

Due to this inability in his human form is the reason he prefers to be in his bird form. As a bird, he has less responsibility and the tasks are much simpler and easy to do. He’s spent more in that form and therefore is more confident in his abilities; hence he knows he can do it. But there are problems with just being a bird. He cannot interact with his parents very easily, and if he was to reproduce then his options would be limited. The other problem lies in his exploration. If he explores too far and gets lost or hurt, none of his family would know and be able to rescue or save him. This is why he needs to learn to be a human as well as a bird.

First Person: [Alax steps off the train and looks around. He has no idea what had just happened or where he is but he was certain of one thing. He is nowhere near the village. Even with his extensive flying, he’s never seen anything like this before. It worries him.

Looking down, he sees the watch. He touches the face and it springs to life.]

Ahh...W-W-What are you? [He mutters, not realising what he had done. Picking up the watch, carefully, he decides to explore a little further until he comes to the exit from the station. Then he stares at all the buildings.] W-W-Where am I?
therightpartner: (Red Dress)

Peggy Carter | Marvel/Avengers | Kind of Reserved

[personal profile] therightpartner 2012-05-20 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
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Re: [ACCEPTED]

[personal profile] doctor_not_a 2012-05-20 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
BEST TIMING! I was about to shut off my computer XD
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[Canon] Lyrik || The Dragon Sorceror of Cohseltel || No Reserve

[personal profile] chasing_waterfalls 2012-05-20 08:04 am (UTC)(link)
PLAYER
Name: Aya
Personal Journal: disposableninja@lj.com
E-mail: disposable_ninja [at] hotmail [dot] com
AIM/MSN/etc: AIM: Anryuu Nata

CHARACTER
Name: Lyrik
Canon: The Dragon Sorceror of Cohseltel
Timeline: From volume three of Koryuutachi no Monogatari series!
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A

Personality:
     There seems to be a particular trait that runs true with the various dragon types; the tree dragons have a mischievous streak, the earth dragons are bookworms, the fire dragons tend to have a terrible sense of direction- and water dragons tend to be romanticists.

     Lyrik is outgoing and amiable, all-in-all possessing a rather likable character. He's usually very cheerful and likes to help out. He's very devoted to Elle, and as most dragons tend to, he's rather protective of her and concerned for her well-being. Lyrik is also the type to really put his mind to something when he's determined to get a task done, no matter how hopeless it might seem. He doesn't give up quite so easily- unless of course it is on the matter of getting a love letter sent to Dark Dragon Raluka since well...her (overprotective) brother also happens to be Cohseltel's mail carrier.

     Although he does have a tendency to a bit of a flirt with the girls, he's especially fond of Yuishi for how long that he's known her. He respects the Earth Dragon's space though, and knows that she's quite close with her own dragon sorcerer, even if she won't admit it. Of course, it doesn't stop him from being overly happy whenever all the girls come over for a party- and he tends to greet the boys that come as an afterthought. He has the tendency to say things without completely thinking them through, and it usually ends up with him getting hit by one of the guys.

     Still, for how silly he might be, he's also quite responsible. He's not the sort to try forking off the fault of something to another person, and will be truthful in the matter at hand.


First Person:
W-well this is certainly a curious thing..! Is this how it works..?

Um, hello! My name is Lyrik, and I think I'm...well, rather far from home, obviously. It's a bit of a blur as to how I got here, actually. Um. Come to think of it, I don't remember how I got here at all..!

[Whatever calm he'd been in possession of goes slipping through his fingers as he suddenly throws his hands over his cheeks.]

-oh no! Don't tell me I got dragon-napped!! Wh-where is this? Is anyone around? H-hello...??? Uwah, Elle- does she even know I'm gone?!

Third Person:
     He was quite certain that he'd just been down the usual stream, and that it would not have been several minutes more before he'd reach the waterfall and the home of the Water Dragons. It was only with some minor disappointment that he would be returning from the Wood Dragons' home without the bushel of strawberries he'd hoped to make use of for desserts later on, but according to Roy and Noi, they weren't quite ready yet. What a shame!

     Any excuses he had been preparing himself to make in front of two baby dragonlings was long out of his mind now that he stood on the unfamiliar platform in equally unfamilar scenery.

     "....wait, what? Where'd the stream go?" Frowning, the young water dragon glanced around, scratching his head. "Where'd the forest go, for that matter! And what- where did all those buildings come from??" The moment he caught sight of them, Lyrik began to step towards the edge of the station's platform, staring out at the rows of odd buildings. They looked nothing like any of the places he knew in Cohseltel. The homes of the dragon mages were the only places that could possibly compare, but yet these had some odd design to them that didn't match the architecture at all.

     "Just where is thi- ACK!"

     Completely forgetting to pay attention to where he stood, Lyrik's next step took him right off of the raised platform and over the edge. He landed in a heap beside the brickwork, wincing as he slowly pushed himself up. "O-ow....." He gingerly got to his feet, dusting off his clothes before flicking his ponytail over his shoulder. A glint of metal caught his eye then, and glancing down at the ground, he saw it- a circular object of antique gold with a chain attached to it. "Hm? What's this?" he mused, picking it up. It was too big to be someone's locket. With a curious frown, Lyrik thumbed one of the knobs on it, nearly jumping as it sprung open.

     "-ah! ...huh. I wonder what this is for..?"