Post by kalliel on Oct 13, 2009 21:45:06 GMT -5
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Let us get to know you
Name: Risa
Age: 15
Current Characters: None at the moment
Who are you again?
Name: Shimizu Kalliel
Nicknames: Kal, Kallie, {And his least favorite} Kalliebear
Age: 19
Race: Half-breed
'The Game' Position: Servant
Ability: Kalliel has the ability to be able to use a diverse arsenal of weapons. From dual swords to scythes to battle axes. Each weapon he can use very well, but his favorite weapon is that of a rod. He also owns most of the weapons he can use as his master allows it.
Oh so pretty, looking in that mirror.
Hair Color: Dark blue that is almost black
Eye Color: Gold
Markings: N/A
Face Claim: Dark from DN Angel
Overall Appearance:
Kalliel has the figure of an extremely handsome male, his limbs are long and shorts as he stands at a height of 6'1. His legs make up for most of his height with long limbs like that of a dancer. Although he is built like he is, Kalliel is muscular as he needs to be to be able to use each weapon he does with ease.
His hair is black, with a blue sheen to it so it appears to be blue in most like. It is long, and rather stringy with various pieces of it sticking out and the covering a pair of brilliant golden eyes. A rod is almost always seen strapped to his back, with a pair of deadly dual blades at his side.
If anybody is the boss, it's me
Likes:
*Kusi
*Weapons
*Swords
*Rods
*Oh wait...I already mentioned he likes weapons, didn't I? Well he likes them
Dislikes:
*His family
*Mostly his half-brother
*People who dare try to use weapons against him
*Kusi's sister
*people who try to use his own weapons against him..
*His nicknames
Fears:
*Being unable to wield any of his weapons
*Being abandoned by Kusi
Overall Personality:
A very easily amused male, the slightest thing he finds funny will send him into a bout of mirth as he tries to hold in his laughter. Whether it's the pain of another making him laugh, or just the fact something funny was said, he will laugh.
A flirty side can be found within the presence of this male, most of his flirtations motions towards that of his Master, Kusi. Though either way he is a complete and utter flirt when it comes to the female gender. The only thing though is the only person he really belongs to is Kusi, so he has the habit of flirting with a girl and that girl becoming obsessed with him. Stalker much?
An extremely laid back and likable guy, it is rare Kalliel loses his cool. That is only when he is around his full-blooded half-brother Linath. There are very few who do not like the male, and if Kalliel knows you don't like him, well then he doesn't like you then and you'll find somebody with minor anger issues.
Let's go back to the past
Mother: Sakura Shimizu
Father: Unknown
Other: Linath~Half-brother
History:
The result of his mother of an unknown human male, Kalliel is a half-blooded demon and grew up with a demonic family, one who isn't exactly accepting of the young man being half-human. Not his fault he was...but just simply the fact that he was half-human gave his family reason to be none-to-kind to the male. He dealt with it...mostly.
When his younger half-brother came along, Kalliel had some attachment to the younger half-sibling...until he was old enough to start acting like the rest of the family. And after all he had done for him too! So mostly, his days are spent locked in mortal{alright..not really mortal}combat with the younger. Nobody ever wins though..and nobody loses.
Kalliel would have moments where he would leave the house for days on end, not letting anybody know what happened to him. There had been one time where he had been missing for a whole year and when he had returned, he had in tow with him a female he claimed was his master...along with some epic weapon skills. He knew the basics before he had left...but once he had returned he knew how to use them properly...how to defend his master with them. How to kill anybody who opposed her.
And now, we're at the check point
Roleplay sample:[/ul]
Hearing the greeting he had received from the other, the male seemed almost pleased with it...even with her calling him hers. The male did indeed belong to the female...he was her dog. He followed her loyally like a dog does his master. If she even told him the bark, he would allow the doggish sound to escape his lips. He was more than just her guard dog in a way, he was her lapdog...following her orders with the utmost respect which was almost eerie in a way as why the handsome male would do that.
The gesture of the other patting him on the head was something he was used to...and almost enjoyed as the years progressed. "Hmm...well I probably could of thought up a more elaborate way to bring them here, but it is far too early in the morning and this way was simple..." the male admitted. Stifling a yawn as the female spoke to him about waking him up, he offered no response to the comment as he found no reason to respond to it. Finally answering, the male turned his gaze from Nanao to glance boredly off in some random direction. "I suppose..." Though, he wouldn't have minded some coffee instead of the bagel he had eaten, whose crumbs were discretely removed from the front of his shirt. Now the male was absorbed completely into what his master you could say was saying.He was rather surprised that he would be the Fighter for the first half of their plan as he knew Nanao was particular to being the Fighter. "Understood, Nanao-sama." Another inquiry escaped the dog's lips. "Shall we be using the name Trois for this battle, Nanao-sama?"
Turning his head to the presence of another in the presence of master and servant a soft murmur escaped from his maw. "One down..one two go." Gazing at the eared female he concluded that this one was indeed the Sacrifice of the two...she was young, but age would not deter the two from their ultimate goal. Well...from Nanao's ultimate goal...he was a mere retainer to the Vier...only a pawn in their game...and even though he knew this he really was a dog in a way...complete and utterly loyal to the Club Chair..he truly was indeed a lapdog...but all Vier needed one, right? Somebody who would enforce their orders...the elder female may have treated him much like the dog he was, but in a way he almost enjoyed the attention given to him.
An angered voice suddenly filtered in through the jet haired male and his amber gaze turned to the female. A bored dog-like yawn escaped from his maw as he looked upon the wheel-chaired girl. Cocking his head to the side and lifting his eyebrow a highly amused laugh poured from his lips. "You really should speak more respectfully to the ones who hold your life as you know it in the palm of our hands..." the male stated. "And both of our pieces are here..." the male purred in a rather excited manner. Baring his sharp canines at the two. "Trois challenges Silence to a Spell battle!" the male snapped out quickly. The way a spell battle felt with the power the Fighter held was pure ecstasy...nothing could best the sensation of the power of a spell coursing through the veins...but he knew with Nanao there with him she would like to have her turn to be Fighter to come as soon as he possibly could.