Post by ame on Aug 1, 2010 12:44:55 GMT -5
( Ame )
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" Rain is splashing up between her toes,
She doesn't know her own area code,
She's the picture of a heart of gold. "
My thoughts exactly![/b]
If you have a dream, don't wait. Act.[/color][/center]
FULL NAME: Ame [She had a last name at some point, but has since dropped it]
NICKNAMES: none
GENDER: Female
AGE: 15
SEXUALITY: straight
ALIGNMENT: Light
MEMBER GROUP: Hero
CANON OR ORIGINAL: Original
HOME WORLD:Loraine [ taken by the darkness ]
FACE CLAIM: OC arts ♥
"If the subject fails to respond, use aggression to liberate his true disposition."
[/b]Right... Did they ever pick the wrong guy for this one.inside[/color][/font][/center]
LIKES:
-Baby animals
-Her mace
-Skirts
-Tall socks
-Trampolines
DISLIKES:
-Loud noises
-People approaching her the wrong way
-Sharks
-Eels; or aquatic animals in general
-Red meat
STRENGTHS:
-Sunny demeanor; even in the worst of times
-Quick reflexes
-Strong sense of justice
WEAKNESSES:
-Vision impaired
-Small stature
-Too trusting
WEAPON(s): Mace
ABILITIES: Does bashing people over the head with her sharp object count?
APPEARANCE:: She is short, shapely and has medium brown hair. She tends to wear it back, but will take it down on occasion. She has one blue eye(right) and one brown eye(left.) Her blue eye is blind. She has a face that is meant more for a smile then anything, most other expressions look out of place on her.
Being so small, she looks strange wielding such a large weapon, but she wouldn't have it any other way. She loves her mace, and wouldn't give it up for the world.
She tends to wear tighter shirts and little skirts, but she doesn't really think about it, she tends to just wear whatever, and that's usually just what she has.
PERSONALITY: She loves to laugh, and to carry on with friends, or she did before her world was taken by the darkness. She was a little down for a while, but she knows those she loved are in a better place and she can't dwell on it. She feels very fond of people very fast if she deems them trustworthy, and she plans to stick by those she does. She will fight until the death.
She is only wary of people she doesn't know if they get on her wrong side, that is, her left side. She can't see out of that eye, and doesn't like being approached from that side. It makes her nervous to not know what's coming from other there, but once she know's whose there, she is very calm and usually happy to see whoever approached her.
HISTORY: She was born in a place called Loraine. It was a normal sized villiage, and she was happy. She lived alone with her mother and father, until a brush fire took her father's life. She was rather young, and has few memories of them, but all the ones she does have are very pleasant and she remembers him fondly.
She then went to live with her mother's parents along with her mother. They were kind to her, and everything was well. She enjoyed running around with the other kids in her village until one day, something seemed wrong. Nothing was cheery anymore, and people seemed to be disappearing. She then came face to face with something rather innocent looking, but it turned out to be an innocence that wouldn't last.
The Heartless, she eventually found out they were called, had invaded her world. No one knew what to do, her world didn't stand a chance, and was losing itself to it. Her family did the best they could to protect her, but there was nothing to be done. Her Grandfather was lost first, then her mother and Grandmother. The rest of Loraine soon followed.
When she awoke, she was in a place she didn't recognize. The first person she met told her her name was Aerith. She told her she was safe there. She didn't have any qualms about believing her, she was a very trusting person. Under Aerith and her friend Leon's eye, she became a decent fighter. She took up use of a mace, and it became very easy for her to wield.
Though despite her fortune from the Light, she did lose something besides Loraine, she lost one of her eyes. She still has the physical part, but her vision is gone. She's gotten used to it, she can hear a bit better now, and she relies on that just as much as her sight.
While in Traverse Town, she came upon a boy Leon told her was named Sora. He was cute, and brave. She admired that about him, though eventually he had to leave them, and she was to stay with Aerith and Leon. He told her they may never meet again,but would never forget each other. She knew that was true for her, but she also knew, in her heart, they would meet again.
The group relocated to Hollow Bastion, and that is where she is now, fighting along side the Light for their way of life.
You can come here and see me anytime.
[/b]I'll always be right here.[/color]
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Axel, Riku, Hades, Quasi.
Light and Darkness are eternal.[/b]
Nothing probably goes on forever too.[/color]
She didn't know where she was, she didn't know what was going to happen to her, her time, what if no one made it back to where they were from? What must her family assume happened to her? Was her father worried? Her mother? Did they miss her? Were they even still there? Were they here somewhere too? Were they looking for her? She hated to think she was worrying them. She knew she was their only child, and she felt terrible that she was here now, not that she had planned it, but she still felt like a terrible daughter for just disappearing. But then again, she was here and she could do what she could, and she had to fight. She had to get back to them, to her time, to the places she understood, she knew she did, there was nothing else to that. It was a must, not a could do, or a maybe.
She didn't know where she would be if this were her time. She was so lost. She didn't see anyone she knew, or hardly ever. She didn't ever get out and talk to people, she stayed by herself, but that was no different the how she was at home, but here it could hurt her more then help, but she didn't really know how to get out more. She didn't know who to trust, who did? She didn't like to think so negatively, but she was so scared. She didn't know what to do. She hardly slept anymore, and if she did, she slept with one eye open. She hated everything about this place! She wanted to be home, in her own bed, hell she'd even sleep in the dirt of her own time, she just wanted home. She closed her eyes, and she hung her head for a second, jumping as someone spoke to her.
That sounded like something she was used to hearing. She smiled lightly, despite herself. "So I've been told." She relaxed, and dropped the mildly defensive stance she'd gathered. Not that she could do anything anyhow. She couldn't even look people in the face if they were talking to her in her own time, she couldn't defend herself here. She didn't want to, but it came down to it, she knew she'd have to...or die. Which she didn't like either. She hadn't seen him in what felt like ages, and it was strange, in her time, she saw him every day. Here? He was distant, but for his own reasons, he had other matters to worry about then where she was at any given time.
She listened as he spoke, and she knew he had a point, he was right. He was always. Where she came from, and here it seemed as well. He was never outwardly scared of anything. She admired that, he knew what he had to do and he knew he couldn't back down, he didn't hide and he wasn't scared of everything like she was. Where she came from, she relied on him more then he'd ever know, or more then she'd ever care to admit. As he finished, she smiled sadly, "What friends?" She said morosely, and she leaned on the rock beside him. She looked up, and she spoke again, "I mean, I guess there's Riley, she's always been nice to me, but she's so busy with staying alive and her boyfriend and all, and I'm glad of that, envious even. At least, if all; well when; when all Hell breaks lose, she can say she got a chance to live if bad stuff happens. Me? Well, not so much." She was always such a downer, or recently she was, but then again, this wasn't an overly happy time, so it was to be expected; more or less.
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