Post by Celes Chere on Jul 12, 2011 9:24:51 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"lyrics. five lines at most. line it up with your image!"[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"Celes Chere."
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"22 Years Old, March 10th, And I am affiliated with The Returners"
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"Sorry there sir you are just not my type. I guess that answers the other question as well as I prefer the opposite sex."
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"I specialize in close combat fighting with my sword using magic as a backup. It was how I was taught as a Magitek Knight."
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"Flattery will get you everywhere with most women I take it?"
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"I am Five foot Eight inches tall."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"Oh I am rather thin from living in the World of Ruin but otherwise I am a healthy woman. I work out regularly be it swordplay, or simple exercises I stay fit and my body reflects that. As for the rest of my figure well I have been told that I have curves in all the right places by someone... Cannot remember his name at this moment."
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"I dress inside the robes and armor of a former general of an army. Long white cape which covers my blackened leather armor. Underneath that I wear a simple yellow cloth tunic. As for where I shop an all well I believe those places no longer exist thanks to the madman that destroyed my homeworld."
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"Celes Chere"
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"Once again sir I am flattered that you continue to pursue me but nothing will come of it..."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"Well seeing as you asked nicely I will tell you a few of each. First first and biggest love is of roses. Their scent their shape and the color, to me they are an example of natures perfection. Secondly I love the opera. Dont laugh at me some back in my world say I am rather good at it and can double for the most popular singer of the world. Lastly I like those who show their loyalty by doing heroic deeds and the like.
As for dislike well I can easily say I hate clowns more than anything. No I am not talking bout the birthday kind more of the insane kind. Secondly I hate those men that act like they are spoiled brats and are corrupt to their very core. Lastly the one thing I cannot stand is traitors. I was one to the Empire sure but that was after they called me a criminal and tried to kill me as I protested the use of poison on the kingdom of Doma."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"Well one of the habits I have is that I love tending roses. The whole caring for them from seed to bloom is rewarding for me. AS for a secret well I guess I can trust you with this. While I was a general some years ago I was forced to burn down an entire village and kill all the men and women that emerged."
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"Well I usually wear my hair loose but on occasion I have been known to put my hair up inside of a long ponytail which i wrap inside of a fine cloth I still carry with me to this day. I also have many scars that litter my body from my many years of service and of fighting. In particular there are two of them that hurt as those are the scars from the Magitek treatment I got when I was a child."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"You do not take no for an answer do you? I must admire your persistance. "
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"Dancing eh? Sure but that second part I will have nothing of good sir. As for the dancing I do have the etiqutte training of a lady so I know most of the formal dances."
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"I did not know my birth parents as I was adopted as only an infant and infused with Magitek at the age of five. I was raised by a kind man named Cid but sadly he passed away in the worlds destruction. As for where I was born I can safely say I was born within the wall of the Empires former capital Vector."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"I have no more family remaining anywhere, no siblings, and no pets."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"Well I have been a Imperial General and have been a Returner. Being a survivor of a global apocalypse and managed to defeat an evil crazy deity. After that its all fuzzy... I cannot remember what it was I was doing after that."
"hey, look! we're done. so, i would ask you on a second date, but i'm about to explode. no, really. please step back."
"Are you alright... If you say so I guess I shall leave then."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. Matt
age. 26
rp experience. 7 years
rules. I have used Runic upon your Thundaga.
rp sample.Celes watched her spell fly at Kefka. Its deadly frozen sharpened ends aimed directly at him. As the attack neared him she felt something, but she could not place what exactly it was that she felt surge. The closer it got to Kefka the more hope welled from within her as she stood there watching that attack. She had poured as much mana into the attack she would have dared as to allow her to remain with the appearance that she had not changed quite so much since their last encounter at Doma. It was at the moment that the icicles made contact with Kefka was when she realized something had gone terribly, terribly wrong with her spell. In one fluid motion Kefka had gone from standing there not moving to having her spell hit him dead in his upheld hand. Then came the flash of red and then a wave of air came rushing out toward Celes. To her it looked like the attack had hit for just a split second, but then came the sight of no ice covering his body and his own hand aimed back at her. "Oh no..."
The words leaving her lips with but a moment before she felt the spell come back toward her. This was unexpected as he had not been able to do that the last time she had seen him in combat. ::So this is his power now... Turning magic back against others... His power is frighteningly overwhelming yet I cannot show fear. So I will stand through this barrage... :: Her own thoughts came quickly as she steeled herself for the inevitable blast of arctic air to hit her frame. Not knowing how to dodge the spell or even if she could she stood her ground hoping to surprise Kefka with surviving this attack. Then it hit her, not the spell but Kefka's words. It is true she was but a pet for the professor, but to her he truly was a father for her. Not because of blood but by his actions of keeping her safe as she got older.
It was as the thoughts of her 'father' subsided was when she saw the wall of ice headed toward her. The force of this attack actually put out the flames on the nearby ruins of the houses, and this massive force was all aimed at Celes. Looking behind the attack as it seemed to move at her in slow motion she thought she saw a snowstorm of immense power also heading at her. Futility at dodging this attack again crept into her mind as she stared at the impressive display of power. As the spell got within a foot or so of her she raised her arm instinctively to cover her face and neck from the sharp shards of the attack.
Not being able to move in time Celes was hit by the full buffet of the Blizzard reverberation. The shards of ice digging into her cutting her arms, legs, and abdomen up badly. That was not the worst of it as the shards passed her and the buffet of snow and frost also hit her knocking her down to one knee, the snow and frost covering her in an inch or so. After the wave finished passing by her she felt herself being weakened extremely by this attack.
Celes coughed up a small amount of blood as she shrugged off the snow and frost. Her eyes burned with a determination to stop Kefka that one attack could not stop. "Kefka... You think returning my own Blizzard back at me is enough to defeat me. Of all the people of this world you should know I do not fall so easily." Raising her blade she ran toward Kefka. Her grip on her blade was true but her footing was not as she slipped once or twice on the fresh ice the attack had left on the ground. It was after the third attempt to get to Kefka when she fell over and cracked herself on a piece of rubble on her side which caused her to crumple to the ground once again.
"I shall not let you kill... off this town... No matter what... it costs me..." Her words more ragged as she was having a small bit of trouble breathing. A piece of ice must have pierced into one of her lungs either that or she must have broken a rib or two when she hit the rubble so hard.
