Post by Marcus Strife on Jan 11, 2012 0:24:55 GMT -6
What's your Name?
Name: Marcus Strife
Nickname: Mark
Ah, I see. Tell me, what do you look like?
Age: 19
Alignment: Light
Gender: Male
Hair color: Dirty blonde
Eye color: Blue
Height: 6'
Weight: 178lbs
Other Striking Features: His hair looks like this. He wears a sleeveless white hoodie, a grey version of the SOLDIER belt and suspenders, green cargo pants and black boots. He shares his facial features with his father.
Tell Me About Yourself:
Weapon: A gun-lance named "Blaster Blade" that has three settings: semi-auto, automatic, and shotgun.
Desperation Move: Brittle Bullet - "You brought this onto yourself!" Mark runs up to his opponent, swinging and firing his weapon wildly. He ends it with thrusting the bladed muzzle of the gun-lance into their stomach, then lifting them up and firing a shotgun blast.
Personality: Marcus is a fun loving, caring individual who is well known for doing odd jobs for people. He's never been one for fighting, but he learned the basics from his mom. Due to his father never being around, he developed a "father complex" where if anyone ever downed his dad, he'd viciously defend his honor. He will try to avoid a battle as much as possible, but if push comes to shove, he'll stay back and fill push with holes.
Likes: Lounging, helping others, and having fun
Dislikes: Fighting, letting others down, and being bored
Fears: Losing himself like his father did
Theme: "Prayer"
Theme Artist: Disturbed
Relationship status: Single
Gender Preference: Female
Somebodies Only:
What magic are you skilled with?: Aerora
Former Heartless: N/A
Former Nobody: N/A
How much Darkness do you have in your heart?: 5
Tell Me About Your Family:
Mother: Tifa Lockhart
Father: Cloud Strife
Siblings: N/A
Others: N/A
Tell Me About Your Past:
Bio/History: Marcus was born to his mother after a drunken fling with his father (who was much drunker than she). He took his father's name at the age of 8 after finding out what really happened. A decade later, he finally went on his own way, with his mother's blessings of course. After wandering for a month, he found his father, who instantly recognized him since they share each other's face. Cloud took him in and tried to be the father he hadn't been, teaching Mark things that a man should know. One day, however, Sephiroth showed up, and needless to say, he and Cloud began to fight. After watching his father nearly give into the Darkness, he decided that he needed to find his own way in life. Cloud understood his son's intentions and let him go.
Other:
Other Accounts: Jemeryx, Ray Cozart, Abyss, Absolute Sovereignty, Isis Clearwater, Kurt "Xehanort" Stonewall, and Xatra
RP experience: 1.5 years
RP example: "Are you sure about that, son?" asked the older woman as Marcus picked up her luggage.
"Yeah, it's no biggie." he smiled back at her as she got the door for him. He carried it in and put it down where she pointed. "There ya go. If you need any more help, I'm gonna stay around for the next day or two." She thanked him with kind words and a pocket full of Munny. He waved goodbye as he left, stepping out into the street. He saw a tree that was just begging to be climbed, so he obliged it. He found a good spot and perched himself in a nook of the tree about halfway up. A soft breeze blew through the leaves as he drifted off to sleep.
Code: Destiny
Name: Marcus Strife
Nickname: Mark
Ah, I see. Tell me, what do you look like?
Age: 19
Alignment: Light
Gender: Male
Hair color: Dirty blonde
Eye color: Blue
Height: 6'
Weight: 178lbs
Other Striking Features: His hair looks like this. He wears a sleeveless white hoodie, a grey version of the SOLDIER belt and suspenders, green cargo pants and black boots. He shares his facial features with his father.
Tell Me About Yourself:
Weapon: A gun-lance named "Blaster Blade" that has three settings: semi-auto, automatic, and shotgun.
Desperation Move: Brittle Bullet - "You brought this onto yourself!" Mark runs up to his opponent, swinging and firing his weapon wildly. He ends it with thrusting the bladed muzzle of the gun-lance into their stomach, then lifting them up and firing a shotgun blast.
Personality: Marcus is a fun loving, caring individual who is well known for doing odd jobs for people. He's never been one for fighting, but he learned the basics from his mom. Due to his father never being around, he developed a "father complex" where if anyone ever downed his dad, he'd viciously defend his honor. He will try to avoid a battle as much as possible, but if push comes to shove, he'll stay back and fill push with holes.
Likes: Lounging, helping others, and having fun
Dislikes: Fighting, letting others down, and being bored
Fears: Losing himself like his father did
Theme: "Prayer"
Theme Artist: Disturbed
Relationship status: Single
Gender Preference: Female
Somebodies Only:
What magic are you skilled with?: Aerora
Former Heartless: N/A
Former Nobody: N/A
How much Darkness do you have in your heart?: 5
Tell Me About Your Family:
Mother: Tifa Lockhart
Father: Cloud Strife
Siblings: N/A
Others: N/A
Tell Me About Your Past:
Bio/History: Marcus was born to his mother after a drunken fling with his father (who was much drunker than she). He took his father's name at the age of 8 after finding out what really happened. A decade later, he finally went on his own way, with his mother's blessings of course. After wandering for a month, he found his father, who instantly recognized him since they share each other's face. Cloud took him in and tried to be the father he hadn't been, teaching Mark things that a man should know. One day, however, Sephiroth showed up, and needless to say, he and Cloud began to fight. After watching his father nearly give into the Darkness, he decided that he needed to find his own way in life. Cloud understood his son's intentions and let him go.
Other:
Other Accounts: Jemeryx, Ray Cozart, Abyss, Absolute Sovereignty, Isis Clearwater, Kurt "Xehanort" Stonewall, and Xatra
RP experience: 1.5 years
RP example: "Are you sure about that, son?" asked the older woman as Marcus picked up her luggage.
"Yeah, it's no biggie." he smiled back at her as she got the door for him. He carried it in and put it down where she pointed. "There ya go. If you need any more help, I'm gonna stay around for the next day or two." She thanked him with kind words and a pocket full of Munny. He waved goodbye as he left, stepping out into the street. He saw a tree that was just begging to be climbed, so he obliged it. He found a good spot and perched himself in a nook of the tree about halfway up. A soft breeze blew through the leaves as he drifted off to sleep.
Code: Destiny
