Post by Noa Kole Snowe on Dec 28, 2011 1:22:23 GMT -5
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Name: Noa Kole Snowe
Nicknames: Kiddo
Age: 56 ((Physically 14-15))
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Heart of Darkness ( Neutral Half-Nobody )
Canon or Original: Site Canon
Sexual Orientation: Currently Unknown ((eventually bisexual))
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- - - - - -the a p p e a r a n c e
[/size]Height: 63 Inches ( 5'3" )
Weight: 100 Pounds
Hair Color/Style: Blonde / Roughly Shoulder Length In The Back, Kept In A Small Ponytail
Face Claim: Kagamine Len/Ren - Vocaloid [Modified]
Brief Overview: Five foot three inches tall, Noa is about average for any fourteen year old if not a little on the shorter side of things. His blonde hair is somewhat messy, long enough that he can pull it back into a small ponytail. Layered and cut so that it frames his face, his bangs sometimes get in his eyes. Almond shaped, deep amethyst eyes act as a window to the soul. His nose is a normal size for the shape and size of his face and is celestial shaped. His mouth is thin and is normally set in a small smile. His ears are average, rounded, and poke out from his hair ever so slightly.
He has a somewhat pale complexion. He has a lean build, strong and muscular though he doesn't really look it. He is ambidextrous, able to use both hands equally well for just about everything though he tends to just use his left.
His most typical attire consists of blacks and yellows. Most often, he wears a white and black sailor-type shirt with yellow bands on the sleeves, black shorts with yellow bands near the bottom of the legs, and white shoes with yellow soles. He also wears black leg and arm warmers with yellow elastic bands holding them in place. A yellow tie and belt finish off the outfit.
Another of his most common outfits consists of black pants and a black jacket, both with red belts and silver zippers. A pair of matching arm warmers, black boots of the same style, and a black collar complete this attire.
Here are some of his other notable outfits. Dark denim jean with a black tee shirt. Blue jeans, white long-sleeved tee shirt with orange designs on the front, a light blue short-sleeved jacket, and an orange arm warmer on his right arm. Dark brown shorts, a green and white striped tank top, gray sleeveless jacket, and an orange vest.
He has a few different suits that he can be caught in from time to time.
His more common accessories include: headphones, scarves, hoodies, and jackets. All of these items vary in color.
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- - - - - -the p e r s o n a l i t y
[/size]Likes: » Martial Arts » Blades » Sports » Music » Spicy Food » Coca-Cola » Lightning Storms » The Dark / Night Time » Traveling » Having Time Alone » Fire
Dislikes: » Guns » Boredom » Cheating » Arrogant Jerks » Sour Food » Grape Juice » Thunder » Spiders » Big Groups » Being Lied To » Being Tied Down
Strengths: » Strong » Eidetic Memory » Sweet » Artistic » Calm
Weaknesses: » Chocolate && Other Sweets » Soft && Cuddly Things » His Mother » Childish At Times
Weapons: Ignited Heart - Keyblade
A blade unlike any other and crafted specifically for Zachary by his own heart. A beautiful blade of silver and flame with a hilt of dark leather that fits perfectly into his fist. The hilt guards, made of obsidian and tainted with fire, are perfect for stopping other blades in their tracks sliding in close to the enemy.
Flames cover the silver blade, undying and unmoving but for the flickering of the flames. The fire is what forms the blades 'key' shape, making it the Keyblade that it is. A small tail of flame extends from the pommel with a small heart of flames hanging from the end like a key chain.
Ignited Heart is a good weapon for physical attacks, capable of dealing powerful blows. Because of the flames licking at it's blade, it can leave burns or scorch marks as well as set things like paper or cloth on fire.
On the other hand, this Keyblade isn't good for someone who enjoys casting spells, as it doesn't supply a good magic boost to it's user. Being a Keyblade of the fire element it is susceptible to water and a strong enough blizzard spell can weaken it's attack power quite a bit.
- Strength: +8
- Magic: +4
- Defense: +6
- Length: Medium
Overview:
There are two sides to Noa. There's his super sweet and friendly side, then there's the darker side of him. The latter side is extremely rare (for now) and it's not something you'd really want to see.
Courageous and determined, it could be said that he doesn't really fear anything. The truth is, though, that he doesn't encounter any of his fears very often. He's honest and finds it difficult to tell a good and convincing lie. He's intelligent and observant and he usually stays alert no matter where he is. Quick, calm, and resilient, he doesn't give in. Being as determined as he is though, he'll stick around in a fight if there's even the smallest chance he'll succeed. He's really sweet and friendly, though a bit quiet as well since he doesn't socialize very much with anyone but his mother.
He likes quite places and enjoys reading and learning new things. Rock music is something he listens to quite often while he does other tasks. He's a sucker for sweets, especially chocolate, and he absolutely loves soft and cuddly things like plushies. He loves any kind of spicy food, finds it hard to sit still for any real length of time, sometimes acts rather childish, and has a weak spot for his mother.
Physical combat is the area where he is most talented and he's very adept at close-ranged melee. Being half-nobody, it takes more to get him down than it would a normal boy. His appearance is very misleading in regards to his power and abilities. As a dark KeyBearer, as well as being a half-Nobody, he does have the ability to control the darkness (though he doesn't know any of this).
Some of his darker traits include being rebellious. He doesn't like taking orders and he doesn't like others looking down on him. Somewhat distant and guarded, he tends to keep quite and is suspicious of the people around him, having spent very little time around people in general. He's very stubborn and doesn't always let go of his ideas and feelings. An inexperienced fighter, he can be a bit impatient with things and isn't all that strong, physically, just yet. A bit naive with some things, he often comes off as the child he appears to be.
He dislikes guns, cheaters, and liars. He thinks rap music is stupid and pointless and he's not a fan of sour foods. He tends to avoid crowded areas. Not being taken seriously just because of his 'age' really gets on his nerves and he wont tolerate any arrogant jerks. He also doesn't like spiders, thunder, or grape juice and really dislikes being bored.
Though gifted with physical and melee abilities, he's not too great with magic. He doesn't dislike the sun or anything, but he does prefer dusk, or just night time, to dawn, or the day time.
On another note: He's pretty laid-back a lot of the time and he doesn't really ally himself with the darkness like most people might assume when they see what kinds of powers he holds. He thinks of himself as a neutral presence, doing what he thinks is appropriate.
Being more than 50 years old, chronologically, he's quite smart. Not only has he lived for quite some time, but he's also one of the rare few gifted with an eidetic memory. He retains any- and everything he reads or sees and also has little trouble remembering things that he hears. Despite this, he doesn't know much about people and, therefor, attempts to make up for that by reading books on human behavior and things of that nature. Of course, as he'll soon find out, not everything you read is accurate and it definitely doesn't work on everyone.
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[/size]Mother: Kiaxi
Father: Zachary Snowe
Siblings: None
Homeworld: Radiant Garden
Overview:
For a boy of both human and Nobody DNA, the earliest years of Noa's life were as normal as they could get with his eidetic memory. He was born in Radiant Garden, in the city, where he lived the first ten years of his life. He went to school, though there was never much for him to do. He had a few friends at first, until he was pushed up a grade because things were too easy for him. He did play soccer, the only thing that seemed to give him any kind of a challenge. Despite having been moved up a grade, he often found himself very bored in class. He always finished his work well before anyone else. Instead of complaining about it (because he didn't want them to skip him another grade, he was enough of an outcast already), he spent the extra time in his classes drawing or writing.
The things he drew could only be described as something from a child's imagination. Doodles of strange creatures and portraits of people wielding strange weapons and casting magical spells. His writings were no different. Tales of strange worlds, creatures, people, and battles. The characters were usually things and people he had never seen before. They weren't from anything he'd ever watched or read or heard about. But the detail he could put into them were something special. He didn't know where the images and ideas came from, but he definitely enjoyed writing and drawing them.
He was always a bit smaller than other children his age, but he never really payed any attention to that since he was taking classes with kids older than he was. No one really seemed to notice, save for his mother. When he should have been around ten, he didn't even look quite nine. And when he should have been eleven, he hadn't changed at all. It was then that he and his mother moved away from the city to a secluded area of a nearby forest. He didn't think anything of it, enjoying the peace and quiet that came with living in the forest. They lived in a cabin, in a large clearing, and he liked having all the space. He didn't go to school after that, not that he needed to. He spent most of his time reading whatever was lying around, writing, or drawing. Sometimes even combinations of the three. And sometimes he'd even go outside and kick his soccer ball around. If there was one thing he missed about the city, it was soccer. And the martial arts classes he'd been taking. But he was still fine with how things where since he had plenty of space to practice and play in the yard.
The two of them lived there for a very long time, though Noa look no older than fourteen or fifteen. He didn't find it strange at all that he still looked that young a fifty-four years old. To him, that was completely normal. And he thought everyone else aged the same way he did. He had no reason to believe otherwise. He didn't see people very often, and when he did he hardly saw the same person twice. He figured everyone lived similarly to the way he was living. Things didn't start to change until after he turned 55, still looking barely over fourteen.
He and him mother had always taken vacations now and then. To the beach. To an amusement park. Anywhere, really, for them to have some fun. He always enjoyed these times, though he also looked forward to going home each time. This time, though, he stumbled across some books that he hadn't read before. Mostly Human Behavior books, though he also picked up some Human Biology texts as well. It didn't take him long to read them, and he was a bit confused afterwards. Most of the information he found in the biology books completely contradicted everything he'd believed up until then.
But he pushed the curiosity on the subject aside. There was no reason for him to doubt the way he thought. Him mother wouldn't keep something like that from him. He was sure she wouldn't have. But then he ran into someone that he recognized from a previous vacation, quite a few years ago. It was a boy he had played with about thirty-five years previous, but he'd aged a lot more than Noa had. At first, he thought maybe it was the boys father, but the only children with the man was two girls. It made him question things. And this time he couldn't just overlook it.
Once he and his mother got home, he finally gave in to the curiosity and asked about it. He had already gathered that they were different than everyone else. But he wanted to hear it from her. That's when he found out that his entire life was based on lies. Finding out what you really are is supposed to be a happy time, since you finally know why you're different than others. But Noa didn't see it that way. He just felt betrayed and angry. And that anger burned in him. It burned like fire.
The next thing Noa was one-hundred percent aware of, he was holding a KeyBlade of fire and darkness. He didn't exactly know what it was, but it was similar to some of the strange weapons he'd drawn before. And he could feel the energy pouring from it. And with that energy, images from a war long ago also poured through him.
There once was a great battle. A war that pitted good against evil. The outcome would decide the fate of all the worlds.The faces were unclear but the images where burned into Noa's mind. His father, fighting so hard for him and his mother. His father, fighting a war he had no real hopes of winning. His father, falling to his death at the hands of two people that called themselves 'good guys'. He wouldn't forget this. He could never forget it. And it was because he couldn't forget that he was going to avenge his fathers death. Somehow. Someday.
But not everyone chose a side. Some, though few in number, chose to fight for things a lot closer to home. Their reasons were pure of heart. They fought for love. For family.
So true were their reasons to fight that they took down anyone who stepped to close, dark and light alike.
Zachary Mackenzie Snowe was one of those such fighters. He fought hard to protect his new family, only attacking those that threatened their safety. Of course, being neutral in a war isn't commonly noted and he was pegged for one of the 'bad guys'. He was pitted against two strong KeyBearers, both a few years older than he was. The powers of darkness he'd learned to wield and his strong desire to return to his family are what kept him alive for so long. But against two strong opponents, it was only a matter of time. As the final, fatal, blow was landed, his KeyBlade responded to his strong emotions. And this is what it captured:As the KeyBlade moved from his body, the blonde's vision went hazy. He fell to the ground, still clutching his own KeyBlade tightly in hand. But as he fell, something flew from his pocket. Some important to him. Something he reached for with all his might, though it stayed just out of his grasp. A single thought, so strong that it was almost audible, rang through the Flaming KeyBlade: 'I'm sorry...'
The two KeyBearers, at first, congratulated one another on the victory. That is, before they spotted what the blonde had been reaching for. It was the brunette that bent down and picked it up. Revealing to his silver-headed companion that it was a photograph.
A photograph of three people. The blond being one of them. There was no mistaking the relationship between the blonde and the dark headed girl next to him. Not when she held a baby in her arms. A baby with his hair and her eyes.
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[/size]Name: Gia
Age:20
How Did You Find Us? Well I work here of course.
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