Oerba Sol Linette

[Oerba Sol Linette]

real big fan of yours ,

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"I'd give my life
Not for honor, but for you!
In my time there'll be no one else
Crime, it's the way I fly to you!"[/center]

quite the joke to you ,

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"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"Oerba Sol Linette. Pulsian name, I'm from Oerba. Lina to my friends, Linette to you."

"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"I'm 23 (523) and a Sergeant of the Pulsian Army, Infantry, 1st Oerban. I think. ... It's hard to say for sure when your command is scattered and you've got no way of knowing. I haven't gotten any orders, but Oerba is my home and I will never tolerate anyone from Cocoon."

"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"I'm not interested. I had a husband, once, but I grew up a little adventurous... I think you can work out the rest."

"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"I have a blade and a pistol with me at all times. I'm also a soldier, not some huntress. If it's got two legs, stands upright and is especially from Cocoon, I know how to kill it."

"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"We've been over this."

kissed me in your room ,

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"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"5'7."

"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"I'm lean, but I'm Pulsian so most of us are born that way. I've got strength enough to throw Cocoon big people things over long distances, so don't think I'm without muscle, either."

"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"I wear dark, tight leathers with a red shirt. The leather's decent protection for the mobility it provides, the shirt I like red. Just makes it easier to hide the blood stains after I come out of a mess. For pants, I wear combat boots with cargo pants.. extra pockets always helps with my lifestyle. I can't say I like wearing the more traditional style of clothing like other Pulsians would – but then, I'm a soldier."

"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"Rubi Malone from WET? No, she doesn't actually exist."

"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"Look, just... I'm a little busy. Could we move this along?"

replied i love you too ,

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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"I can't say I dislike a whole lot. I like eating meat more than vegetables but I'm not overly picky. I do hate Cocoon, though. And I mean hate. As for what I like? Well, I like indulging my hate. Oh, and don't call me sweetheart. I don't know you, and the last person that called me by that nickname I had to bury. He was my fiance, so you don't get any ideas."

"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"I have a habit of just plain hating anything related to Cocoon. Even people on my side who sympathize. My secret? I've lost everything to Cocoon. Everything. But that's no secret – and I'll make sure every single person knows. I also know Oerba Yun Fang... intimately. I swear, now and then... and no, I don't give a shit what you think about it."

"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"Look, seriously... it's none of your business. I've... got something planned and I need to get back to preparations."

"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"NO. We're NOT."

a little bit insecure ,

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"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"Or we can stop talking, sweetheart, take off your clothes so I can sell them and use the money to buy supplies. Or sell you."

"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"I'm from Oerba. Had a husband and a daughter. They're both dead so no, you don't get to know what their names are. I've got brothers and sisters... not by blood, obviously, but you'd have to be Pulsian to know what that's like. They're dead too. Stupid Cocoon and this #$^%$& war."

"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"They're dead. Most of them, anyway.... the rest you'll have to understand my culture, which you don't and I don't feel like wasting my time."

"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"I grew up in an orphanage. I'm sure you know some of the people that came from there... Oerba Yun Fang, Oerba Dia Vanille. My life's always been what you'd expect it would be coming from Pulse... I never knew my mother or my father but that doesn't matter to me, I already had a family. I got adventurous when I went through my teens. Fang and I... explored alot together when everyone else was fast asleep. Then I met a guy who was absolutely bad at almost everything... but he could talk and made me feel... safe I guess. It didn't take long for it to get serious... and I was young but I couldn't say no to that stupid face. I was in love. I had to stop having the quiet kind of fun with Fang... I know she took it hard a bit, but she seemed better after we got married. She was my First Maid... even named my daughter after her. That's when war broke out with those vipers from Cocoon.

I and alot of my brothers volunteered to be part of the army. Together we were the 1st Oerban, landing on Cocoon. I guess your history books won't cover much of the details... or the Cocoon's made up lies as to how it all goes. So I'll tell you; they stole from us. They live in an artificial rock that's got absolutely no naturally occurring resources so of course, whatever they need they're going to pick up from the natural world of Gran Pulse. Vipers that they are were ASKING to be invaded especially when the 'materials' they might pick up happens to be a town or two. We weren't going to let them just have their way. So we attacked. Don't let anyone say otherwise but Cocoon soldiers? They're weak. Their technology was ahead of ours but they couldn't fight back to save their lives... open warfare always went badly for them and us being used to fighting for our lives in the wilderness naturally meant they absolutely sucked at trying to ambush us. But I guess that's where winning starts to go wrong. We're invaders, after all... and our successful attacks pushed Cocoon into solely believing in their Sanctum or whatever other joke of a government they come up with. Their fal'Cie practically ran their entire command... we would get ambushed or they'd use their own people as human shields trying to get us to slow down. Whenever we stormed a settlement looking to knock out an outpost, they'd load someone's house with explosives and blow it up with its occupants probably still inside. Being the vipers they are, they probably pinned that on us, too... but back then I didn't care. I was losing my brothers and sisters... people I'd grown up with. I hated Cocoon for being what it was... we just wanted them to stop.

So we backed away. Gave them some breathing room while our officers put together a plan to knockout whatever means of producing their war machines they had, you know... try to grind their resistance to a halt so we can just send a message and have them stop taking from us? The 1st Oerban was down to less than a third of its original size...we had one final mission to knock out whatever factories we could before we'd either be released from service or absorbed into other military units. The operation went well, few casualties... and that's when we got the news. The vipers had lashed out against Gran Pulse. Their f*cking PSICOM took their biggest weapons, snuck by us, went to Gran Pulse and started bombing everything in sight. Oerba was hit. I... lost my husband and daughter. I loved them so much and those snakes had taken them away from me. When the time came? I signed up for another tour. The final push... we'd heard that one of the fal'Cie on our side had chosen two l'Cie to be Cocoon's end. It was Fang and Vanille... I loved them both like family... they were all I had and I was so glad we'd finally have our revenge. Our task was simple – draw PSICOM's attention while they slipped in behind enemy lines and pay Cocoon what it was due.

... I don't remember anything else. Just that it didn't go well. So here I am... having woken up in Zanarkand with a few others... drifting home. I guess it didn't go so well... that stupid Cocoon is still up in the sky. Nest of vipers, I'll burn it all down..."

"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."
"As long as it's over."

of this mistreatment ,

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name. Let's go with Auric.
age. 20something. 2, I think.
rp experience. A while. I've forgotten. Check my other app, maybe?
rules. thundaga
rp sample.

Date Night
In the Golden Saucer

It was odd coming to the Central continent for the first time. He'd heard of the Golden Saucer from people in Midgar, an amusement park filled with fun rides, events and many games. Where people go to have a bit of fun. I've lived on Cocoon and so you can guess I've been to Nautilus. That was fun -- but what I wanted to know back then was whether the Golden Saucer could compare to "The City of Dreams". I can't remember on what I ultimately decided; after all, like most memories... it's the ones you share them with that counts. It's where I met a certain General...

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It was a good idea to come here. They'd been busy with work... and he and his partner could certainly have used a little time off. Their idea of recuperation usually consisted of hitting the local bar in whatever town they found themselves in -- bringing someone upstairs and promptly working through their stress. But when it came down to it, a few days dedicated to recreation was a good idea... an alternative that provided a good reprieve from the every day. Faye had reacted little different from what he'd expected; like a child she was actually more enthusiastic than some of the children they were in line with and he had to at once secure her less risk her simply just breaking in. She could be such a kid sometimes... but he wouldn't change that about her. Actually he'd of been much the same if he wasn't busy trying to find something resembling a leash he could put her on. But no sooner than he'd paid for admission than she'd taken off -- and he was spending his time chasing her down as she sought out the first ride. He had to wrestle with her just so he could give her a key she might know where they'd be staying -- assuming she would even bother with sleep.

He was in Chocobo square, watching as his partner had actually convinced someone to let her ride their chocobo. She was up against the crowd's favorite jockey, Joe and his black chocobo named Teioh. Of course he already knew how it was going to turn out -- but none the less, from the room of spectators he still supported Faye knowing she was likely to lose, cheering her on despite her not actually being able to hear him. By the time they crossed the finish line? Well, he expected it... a black chocobo was hard to beat and the one that Joe was riding looked quite fit. On the other hand, Faye had done well considering hers was really just a well-bred yellow one.

What got him laughing, though? Well... you have to understand that Faye doesn't like losing. So you can imagine coming in second place the first thing she does is cause a fuss by accusing Joe of cheating. Suffice to say, security was already dragging her away... oh, but he didn't need to worry. As he wiped his eyes from having been brought to tears after laughing so hard he knew she could handle herself. Guess that meant it was his turn to have a bit of fun -- to make a memory for the night so he'd have a wild tale to compare with his partner in the morning. He arrived in Battle Square and was watching the screens, seeing amatuer warriors step in and being brought down in the first round then watching veterans rolling over once the second or third round started. Figures that it wouldn't be so easy with those particular handicaps.

"Hmm." he murmured aloud, his eyes watching the screen.

[Oerba Yun Fang [The Desperado]]

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