Post by lia on Mar 1, 2013 23:38:46 GMT -5
OOC/MISC CHARACTER NOTES
Cbox Name: crashthebestx
Nicknames: Lacey~
Main Account: Lia Shaman??
Who else do you play?: None~
How did you find us?: I kinda stalk Bawb, nbd. (through an ad, actually!)
Category: Television :3
Ranking: Civilian
Reason for being on AM: Seemed more interesting than Purgatory~
Basic Details
Age: 22. Forever.
Species: Type 1 (Ghost)
Personality: Lia is snarky and sarcastic to her dying breath. Well, rather beyond that, actually. As of late she's gained a distinct vengeful streak, generally specific to one John Mitchell. She's also become a bit...sadistic, but then, being killed by a vampire on your way home from Uni tends to do that to a person. Aside from him, however, Lia's still very much the young woman she was before she died...only a bit more bitter and jaded. She's quirky and flirtatious, and loves to chat with people. The fact that she can't anymore...well, it's almost enough to kill her again. Other than that, she's incredibly intelligent, with a dry sense of humor and sharp wit...though at the core of her being, she's just lonely, and full of regret. There were so many things she wanted to do in her life that can never happen now, and that kills her.
Powers & Abilities
Main/Important Equipment
Weaknesses
Psychological Flaws...
Physical Flaws...
Other Flaws...
History....
In Character RP Sample
((note: from another roleplay site where I play Blue from Wolf's Rain))
This whole place was sensory overload.
It wasn't like she hadn't been in busy places before, cities even louder and more cluttered than this place was so far... It was more that when she had closed her eyes not a minute ago, she had been in the middle of a snowy tundra. Now she was suddely in the middle of a store, and not even one like the ones she was used to. How did that happen? Where was she?
Her hackles raised as the first few people around her reacted with alarm to her sudden appearance, pointing and murmuring and speculating. She didn't listen. She was too shell shocked to think of that right now. Slowly she looked around, ears on a swivel, listening for potential danger. Where were the others? Kiba and Tsume? Hige and Toboe? Did the vines get them too?
She took a tentative step towards what looked like the door, flinching away when it opened itself at her approach. She didn't think she'd ever seen a door do that before. Ears pinned back, Blue dropped her nose towards the ground sniffing around. There had to be some familiar scents here, right? Hopefully? She couldn't smell any other wolves...a few very faint dog scents, but none of them were familiar at all. She took a few more slow steps forward, putting her in the doorway, before she realized someone was talking to her. A dark haired boy, crouched down, looking at her. Maybe he knew more about this place than she did? He didn't look upset or panicked...maybe he would know what happened to her?
Giving a low whine, she ducked her head down a bit, before slowly padding over, and sitting in front of the male. Looking up at him now, she cocked her head to the side, ears perked up and blue eyes wide.
Theme Songs...? Lia's Message
What's Up
Cbox Name: crashthebestx
Nicknames: Lacey~
Main Account: Lia Shaman??
Who else do you play?: None~
How did you find us?: I kinda stalk Bawb, nbd. (through an ad, actually!)
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Category: Television :3
Ranking: Civilian
Reason for being on AM: Seemed more interesting than Purgatory~
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Lia Shaman
none~
none~
Basic Details
Age: 22. Forever.
Species: Type 1 (Ghost)
Personality: Lia is snarky and sarcastic to her dying breath. Well, rather beyond that, actually. As of late she's gained a distinct vengeful streak, generally specific to one John Mitchell. She's also become a bit...sadistic, but then, being killed by a vampire on your way home from Uni tends to do that to a person. Aside from him, however, Lia's still very much the young woman she was before she died...only a bit more bitter and jaded. She's quirky and flirtatious, and loves to chat with people. The fact that she can't anymore...well, it's almost enough to kill her again. Other than that, she's incredibly intelligent, with a dry sense of humor and sharp wit...though at the core of her being, she's just lonely, and full of regret. There were so many things she wanted to do in her life that can never happen now, and that kills her.
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Powers & Abilities
Nothing too exciting to tell here, really. She's a ghost, which means that, well...99% of the world can't even see her back home. Here, though any supernatural beings can see her (vampires, werewolves, other ghosts, demons, etc). She can touch whatever objects she wants, pick them up, move them, set them down, etc, just the same as any human can, though when she wants to, she can also pass through solid matter -- doors, walls, people, you name it. It's not the most pleasant experience, though, so she generally refrains. She can also only touch the people that can see her. When she tries it with normal humans? She'll pass right through them.
She can also "rent a ghost," which is pretty much teleportation. She disappears from where she is, and reappears where she wants to be in an instant. When she gets pissed, or any other incredibly strong emotion, she'll become somewhat of a poltergeist, able to move/affect things with her mind...though controlling that is a very difficult thing to do. More often than not it manifests totally against her will, and ends with things getting flung across rooms, pipes bursting, lights exploding, all of that fun stuff.
She can't eat or drink, or feel pain, or be hurt or killed -- let's be real here, she's already a ghost...what more could happen? -- and she doesn't need to sleep. She can feel and taste through other people, though, which requires physical contact with the person in question. For example, if she touches someone while they're eating, she'll taste what they taste. A dangerous side to this, though, is that she has the potential to pick up on everything they're thinking and feeling, which is usually incredibly overwhelming.
Last but not least, she can possess dead bodies. Oh yeah, that's a fun one. Not her favorite by far, but it's useful all the same.
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Main/Important Equipment
Sorry, no equipment here~
Weaknesses
Psychological Flaws...
Her drive for revenge. Mitchell killed her, and as of right now, she'd do anything it takes to make him suffer like she's suffered. Like her family has suffered from losing her. Her brother has nightmares now, you know? She's also horribly sarcastic, and a little bit [read: VERY] emotionally unstable.
Physical Flaws...
Well...she's a ghost? That's gotta count for something, right? She's not particularly strong. In the case of people that can touch her, well, she probably wouldn't be able to fight most of them off. She'd have to rent-a-ghost the hell out of there instead.
Other Flaws...
still a ghost;
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History....
Lia Shaman was a perfectly normal child, really. She had a mum, a dad, and when she was twelve years old, her little brother was born. She was always top of her class in school, getting fantastic marks, had plenty of friends...really, her life was pretty fantastic. She was almost done with Uni, in her last year before getting her degree, and she couldn't wait to be done with it. Not that her schooling would end there, or anything. No, once she got her degree, she'd go on to another school, veterinary school. Yes, Lia Shaman was going to be a vet. It was all she had wanted since she was five years old...aside from that one time she decided she wanted to be a ballet dancer, but that only lasted a few months.
The key word there, however, is was. You see, she had her entire future ripped away from her, right out of her grasp. It wasn't her fault...she'd done nothing to deserve it, and yet, the difference between her life, making it home safely, her happily ever after, and a horrible, gruesome death was the fact that she'd decided to take the train home. She still remembers where she was sitting. Seat H12. She just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time... And because of that, she had her throat fucking ripped out by a vampire. She had been twenty two years old...never married, never had children, didn't even get her sodding degree...and now she can never have any of those things. It would be rather hard to accomplish any of that, being dead and all.
And them, then something even crazier happened. The vampire that killed her, John Mitchell, turned up in Purgatory. She got to be his guide on his way, and oh what a lark that turned out to be. She got to take a trip down memory lane with him, and watch him relive his worst moments...all leading up to the Boxcar 20. The night she, and nineteen other people had died. And she got to watch him break down, and finally, finally admit what a monster he was. And that was almost worth waiting around in Purgatory for.
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In Character RP Sample
((note: from another roleplay site where I play Blue from Wolf's Rain))
This whole place was sensory overload.
It wasn't like she hadn't been in busy places before, cities even louder and more cluttered than this place was so far... It was more that when she had closed her eyes not a minute ago, she had been in the middle of a snowy tundra. Now she was suddely in the middle of a store, and not even one like the ones she was used to. How did that happen? Where was she?
Her hackles raised as the first few people around her reacted with alarm to her sudden appearance, pointing and murmuring and speculating. She didn't listen. She was too shell shocked to think of that right now. Slowly she looked around, ears on a swivel, listening for potential danger. Where were the others? Kiba and Tsume? Hige and Toboe? Did the vines get them too?
She took a tentative step towards what looked like the door, flinching away when it opened itself at her approach. She didn't think she'd ever seen a door do that before. Ears pinned back, Blue dropped her nose towards the ground sniffing around. There had to be some familiar scents here, right? Hopefully? She couldn't smell any other wolves...a few very faint dog scents, but none of them were familiar at all. She took a few more slow steps forward, putting her in the doorway, before she realized someone was talking to her. A dark haired boy, crouched down, looking at her. Maybe he knew more about this place than she did? He didn't look upset or panicked...maybe he would know what happened to her?
Giving a low whine, she ducked her head down a bit, before slowly padding over, and sitting in front of the male. Looking up at him now, she cocked her head to the side, ears perked up and blue eyes wide.
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Theme Songs...? Lia's Message
What's Up
