Post by Blitz Aeson on Apr 6, 2014 20:31:14 GMT
BLITZ AESON
human
APPEARANCE ∞ Blitz Aeson stands at a height of six feet seven inches tall. He has quite a few odd features about him. These features being darker skin, snow white unruly hair and facial hair (if grown out), and glowing almond tinted eyes. Along side these oddities, Blitz is rather muscular; his chiseled sculpture more than likely always being exposed through the opening of the trademark jacket he wears. The clothing he sports on the daily tends to never change; for he is a creature of extremely old habits. His attire typical consists of all black; coal black to be exact. Black jacket, black jeans, black boots, and black gloves. Sometimes he may change up the color scheme to another full solid color like red or brown, but these are very rare occasions. PERSONALITY ∞ vulgar - One such as himself has the mindset and tongue of the most ruthless and dirtiest of individuals. When approached by a creature of the opposite sex he finds oh so attractive. He lets his presence be known with the utmost vulgarity. when faced with a task he deems boring and pointless, obscenities of the highest caliber escape his plump lips. Even when faced with life or death situations he continuously spits obscenities and lets his feelings be known while doing so. ∞ prideful - Pride practically emits from this young superstars pours. He is so prideful in fact, he finds most individuals who want to engage in any sort of confrontation not even worthy of his time. Not only that, but when engaging in combat, he belittles the opponent(s) by most of the time not participating with attacks of his own and stroking his own very large ego in the midst of battle. However, when its time to get serious, the emitting pride turns into that of a unstoppable force; a force that'll crush any foolish enough to oppose him. ∞ patient - Truth be told, Blitz can be extremely patient and understanding at times. Hell, most of the times he believes the people or monster(s) that cause harm and disrupt world peace have some kind of legit reason for doing so. Obviously he can't let such actions go unpunished but he'll listen to any reason behind doing so and probably most likely understand any and all point of views; no matter how twisted or cruel. This makes him extremely easy to talk to. Granted, he will more than likely crack a few jokes before its all said and done, but before leaving his presence one will feel a little better about themselves or their current situation. A very rare trait to find in one such as himself; but one he cherishes deeply. ∞ friendly - Evil mastermind or emotional female. It doesn't matter to this prideful superstar. If one hasn't done anything wrong or evil; no matter their social standings. He'll treat anyone like long forgotten friends. He strongly believes life is way to short for jumping the gun and throwing accusations on something that "could" maliciously happen when they could most defiantly be having a swell ole' time; drinking, eating, and flirting with beautiful women. This charming and openhearted nature gets the young male in quite a bit of trouble, however. But, whatever; not like he really cares in the long run. You only live once, right? ∞ observant - Blitz loves to kickback and watch the day pass him by with all it's joyful wonders. No, seriously, he enjoys watching the emotional and physical connections others have to certain things, people, and aspects of life. This has made him quite observant over the years; easily figuring out simple problems and how another would react before even contemplating doing any action reactive worthy. In all honestly, this trait may make the male seem rather lazy and laid back in the eyes of many. Well, they aren't wrong; but not entirely right neither. HISTORY Blitz never recalled much about his early childhood. From the ages of one - fourteen everything is just a big foggy cloud of vague figures and emotions. Where did I come from? Who am I? Do I have a family? Those questions and many more riddled his mind as he grew up. All he remembered was being washed up, on a beach, after an extremely devastating storm that plagued Besaid. He was found by an blind old man who, ironically thought he was some soggy log washed up on shore. The confused Blitz rose to his feet and explained his situation to the sightless elder. He laughed, "now isn't that unfortunate, lad?" he exclaimed; explaining to Blitz where he was. Needless to say, the teenager has never heard of this place known as 'Spira'. The elderly man asked the child a string of questions. Blitz couldn't answer any of them; he couldn't even recall his own name. "Welp, look like I'm stuck with you. Follow me, Lad!" The old man announced laughing something vicious and walking ahead of Blitz. Confused, wary, and exhausted, the soaked teenager followed the old man. The blind old man went by Greg Aeson and resided within the village of Besaid. Blitz resided with Greg within this village; he grew from a confused teen to a vulgar hotheaded adult. Through this time, Blitz picked up the local sport known as Blitzball. He was a natural at it; once he utilized the art of swimming. He genuinely enjoyed the sport and spent most of his time practicing within the waters of Besaid. The old man metaphorically "saw" this and allowed the teenager to indulge himself in the sport. Whenever Blitz would enter the home; soaked from head to toe and skin all wrinkling from spending countless hours within the water. The blind old man would laugh and say, "Welcome home, Blitz!" This little greeting continued until he grew into an adult, and it just stuck with the boy with no name. So, the villagers knew him as Blitz; the boy as wild as an tidal-wave. Through Blitzball, Blitz grew in reputation and popularity. The way he moved through the water so graceful; its been quite a while since the people of Besaid have seen such raw talent and skill. And to believe this was the same loud mouth boy who couldn't even hold his head above water, let alone swim? Truly astonishing. At the age of seventeen, Blitz started winning local tournaments left and right; utterly destroying the competition with superior water-play, and winning over the spectators with a confident presence and flashy moves. Needless to say all this publicity began getting to his head. The already hotheaded teenager began thinking he was larger than life itself. He spoke to anyone the way he pleased, he'd enter places late and act like everyone was on his time, he'd even have interviews and say whatever he wanted to; disregarding the younger viewers who may or may not be watching. The arrogant teenager just didn't care. However, Greg; the sightless man that took him in was able to keep this behavior at a bare minimum, for the most part. He'd go with Blitz and make sure he behaved himself like a idol should; and it worked. Blitz didn't know it at the time, but Greg didn't only save his life, but he also saved his newly found career. Upon winning more tournaments, getting more publicity, and seeing his face just about everywhere, Blitz came to the decision; he wanted to move to the main land of Spira where he could have easy access to the real competition. Blitz explained his plan to the old man, Greg could do nothing but laugh and allow the child to follow his destiny. But, before he left, the blind old man gave Blitz something. This something would be a sword, not just any sword; an old modeled gunblade. Blitz had some proficiency in sword-play; ridding the village of monsters, bandits, ect. Not only did Greg give him this odd weapon, he also told the teenager of how he obtained it. It seems the blade washed up on the shore alongside Blitz that faithful day three years ago. But why keep it hidden for so long? Why not tell him from the very start? Blitz didn't dwell over this; for he trusted Greg and everything that he did. So the youth merely took the large sword, said his farewell to the village and the villagers that rose him, and headed directly for the mainland of Spira. However, little did he know, that's where his adventure truly begins... ROLEPLAY SAMPLE "Showtime, gentlemen! You lot ready?!" Blitz exclaimed with one of his typical grand entrances. The other five men just looked at the dark-skinned male; their faces riddled with distraught. "Man, you're late. Why are you always late, Blitz?" The chubby goalkeeper for the team asked indulging himself on a light meal before the match began. "Aren't you supposed to be the captain? What kind of example does this set for us?!" One of the fielders asked; glaring at Blitz with judgmental eyes. However, the superstar wouldn't be listening; he never did when being scolded. Instead, he locked his almond optics on the roaring spectators outside the dressing room. He smiled, "This is great, ain't it? All we gotta do is win and we can keep coming back to this." He turned to face the team and punched one fist into the opposing hand out of pure excitement. "This is what we've been training for, gentlemen! Ain't no way in hell we're losing this game!" He screamed; the frantic roar of the fans shaking the entire stadium. The eating goal keeper cackled, "Should've known, he didn't hear a single word we said." The fielder sighed and cackled alongside the goalkeeper, "Yeah, what were we thinking. Our captain has the attention span of a three year old child..." Suddenly, in the midst of the good times. The team manager broke through the door; suit and hair discombobulated from fighting past the roaring fans. Blitz couldn't help but laugh, "Damn, you alright, man?" He spoke; knocking away a few cascading tears. The manager adjusted himself accordingly, cleared his throat, and spoke to the team. "The game begins in fifteen minutes. You should make your way towards the stadium." The team nodded and headed towards the door. Blitz lead the march; the most arrogant of smiles etched across his smooth dark face. He slowly reached for he door-handle; heartbeat picking up in pace as he and the entire team could feel the intensity coming from the fans. With one mighty push, the door opened; camera flashes devoured the group with bright flashes. Screaming women and men alike rung the their ears. Extremely large bodyguards keeping the savage beasts away from the superstars with perfect walls constructed from their massively large bodies. Blitz took a deep breath and pointed directly towards the stadium being filled to the brim with crystal clear water. "Showtime..." This was his calling... ABILITIES ∞ KNIGHT - This class isn't exactly canon to the FFX series, however it is canon to Calming Delusions. Basically a Knight has stronger defenses and attack than the warrior class, however Knight's are slow and not very evasive. They use heavy armor and large, one handed blades. The Knight can imbue magical ability into their blades, creating elemental physical attacks. |
∞ Ice-Sword - The Knight can combine ice with a blade and attack. This is a minor addition at this level, seeing as the ice spell used is a low leveled magic. cooldown: 4 posts.
∞ Thunder-Sword - The Knight can combine electricity with a blade and attack. This is a minor addition at this level, seeing as the thunder spell used is a low leveled magic. cooldown: 4 posts.
∞ Water-Sword - The Knight can combine water with a blade and attack. This is a minor addition at this level, seeing as the water spell used is a low leveled magic. cooldown: 4 posts.
∞ First-Aid - The Knight is able to use medical knowledge to treat minor flesh wounds and broken bones. This is not a spell, it takes time and materials.[/ul][/i][/div][/div]
INVENTORY
POTION X3
ANTIDOTE X1
SOFT X1
ECHO SCREEN X1
EYE DROPS X1
HOLY WATER X1