Post by Noon on Feb 17, 2012 0:51:20 GMT -5
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NOON
vexation
RACE,
monster/minish hybrid, minish dominant.
GENDER,
male.
BATTLE ROLE,
jack of all.
SEXUALITY,
undecided.
AGE,
twenty-four.
ALLIANCE,
chaotic good, believe it.
PERSONALITY,
it appears that someone has woken up from the wrong side of the bed!
the everyday scowl on Noon's face as though the whole world was out to murder him would instantly make you come to the conclusion that he woke up on the wrong side of his bed every damn day. constantly grumpy and seemingly forever in a bad mood, it's easy to get on Noon's bad side the moment you so much as speak to him. he finds fault in everything, and even a small, simple thing is able to trigger him off. Noon is a huge-ass ticking time bomb (and he knows it) so in order to stay safe, just shut up so that he doesn't find fault with you and start kicking you in irritation until you're silenced. with the mouth of a sailor and a stormy demeanor, he is definitely one intimidating ass.
for those that managed not to stray into Noon's wrathful side, he's actually not so bad a lad. despite being constantly grumpy, he has a wry, sardonic sense of humor and he actually listens to those who don't tick him off, as well as an undying loyalty to his friends, particularly Dawn and Dusk. though he'll never admit it, he does have a protective streak, willing to go as far as to fight the battles of the people that he actually cares for. overall, Noon is a real douchebag, but despite his monster heritage, at least he isn't out for world domination.
APPEARANCE,
noon is actually quite a dashing looking young man, with a sharp, pointed face and high, pale cheekbones, and this appeal would have been boosted even more if he wasn't constantly ticked. a shock of thick white hair sits atop his head, and through it he glares at you with glowing crimson eyes, part of his monster heritage though most tend to mistake him as a sheikah. he is lean in structure at first sight, but underneath all the black and red that he wears, there is muscle lurking underneath, made by his years in the military, and to him, completely and utterly idiot proof. from his left shoulder blade that extends all the way to his torso, a long, jagged scar can be seen and all over his body are scars from his past.
completely deviating from the usual animal forms the minish normally take, noon's animal form, courtesy of his mixed blood, instead takes the form of a svelte, skeletal, looking demonic dog. from his snout to his tail, everything is nearly bone, with small tufts of white fur here and there. yet oddly enough, he is still able to function like how any other normal dog would. however, noon is rarely seen in this form, and personally prefers his human state; the gawking gets a little annoying after a while ya know.
bitch plz. |bark bark.
WEAPONS,
THE HOUR HAND.
a long, thin silver pike, made by Noon himself, shaped into the hour hand of a clock. with a sharp, pointy end for poking others at one side of the weapon, and a circular loop on the other for pummeling, it is the hybrid's favorite and most commonly used weapon. the hour hand has the ability to change size for easy storage, and when not in combat, often seen dangling on a chain around Noon's neck. the pike will also always reappear around his neck whenever he accidentally misplaces it or drops it during combat, having bonded with the weapon during its creation.
ITEMS,
whatever random object that he picks up on the ground that he can use to throw at you for ticking him off.
ABILITIES,
TBA
RACIAL ABILITIES,[/color]
ANIMAL FORM.
Level I: Animal form can be accessed.
INVISIBILITY
Level III: The Minish can turn invisible for 1 turn with a cooldown of 6 turns.
HISTORY,
noon was born as an orphan from parents who clearly did not give two shits about him and left him in the streets to die. his demise would have came had it not been for a group of runaway rebels who found the young infant and took him in, taking pity on the abandoned boy and raising him on their own.
and that was how noon grew up surrounded by other kids, all whom had ran away from home or were orphans like himself. while he grew up, he gave himself a name, noon, as he had been found in brought daylight. the boy grew up to be a rough child, who didn't think his existence in the world meant anything if he had been left to die in the streets. however, despite his short temper, he made two friends during his time with the rebels, dawn and dusk. the three were inseparable, and were the jokers of the whole group as the years flew by, causing mischief and mayhem all around them, with noon as the unofficial leader of the trio. they involved themselves in street fights, hardening themselves for the future that is to come.
a few years rolling past, dawn was struck by a disease at the age of sixteen, and she became sickly and bed-ridden. the three of them had their hearts struck with despair at the revelation that she would not survive. watching his best friend waste away into nothing was torture for noon, and not wanting to see her till the very end, secluded himself away and hid himself. dusk, who scorned at noon's cowardice, shouted at his friend and the two of them brawled, with noon receiving a long, severe chest wound in the process. he left the group after that, and spent several years in the military, with no other purpose in life. after he was discharged, he returned to his origins, only to discover that everyone was gone, including his best friends. there was no note, nothing, as though they had all simply vanished.
noon went on to become a blacksmith, forging weapons in a tiny niche in the lanayru province and selling them. his grumpy demeanor has not changed, and he still thinks of his friends till this very day, wondering what the outcome would have been had he not left.
EXTRAS,
all you need to do to break his chilly demeanor is use a cockroach.
FACE CLAIM,
haine rammsteinier, [i]DOGS: BULLETS AND CARNAGE[/i]
original art by Abydell on Deviantart.
OTHER CHARACTERS,
derp vir faust.
HOW DID YOU FIND US,
hurr.[/blockquote]
