Neoma Bran [wip]

[Guest]

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CASE FILE: Alchemist

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FULL NAME:
→ Neoma Bran
AGE:
→ 21

SEX:
→ female

BIRTH PLACE:
→ Creta

RACE:
→ Cretian

DATE OF BIRTH:
→ Feb 13

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HEIGHT:
→ In centimeters.

WEIGHT:
→ In kilograms.

PICTURE:
→ [spoiler*]Yes, put it in a spoiler, otherwise I WILL bitch at you. Take out the '*' too, otherwise you must be missing a few screws upstairs.[/spoiler*]

DEscriptION:
→ Neoma has chestnut brown hair with long bangs that curve around as a frame around her face. Her eyes are a violet. If she's incredibly angry they change to black. She has the common dress for a japanese noble woman. This includes mostly a dressy kimono with satin trace. An inch below her knees she has knee-high socks with sandals. On her back stand to v-like scars that are dark and highly noticable. Atop her eyebrow is a nother messy scar that looks sort of like a marking. She has gloves on both hands. Around her neck sits a loop of metal chains. Though this seems to look like a fashion eye-sore, this is actually Neoma 'collar'. With it, she can be 'tracked' and punished by her leader. Her skin is a gentle peach that has a white hue, seeming to make her glow. Her posture is upright; straight and stubborn. Her voice is strong and shows her authority.

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PERSONALITY:
→ There is one person very special in her life and she obeys his word to the dot. Although she is a masochist, the man she cares for is the only one that she will scream for. She follows him around like a homeless kitten, mostly because she is. Her hot-headed ness tends to shine through, causing her a daily 'bitch-slap'. Her goal in life? To go one day without one.

LOVE:
→ At least five likes.

HATE:
→ At least five dislikes.

DEEPEST SECRET:
→ What you put here is NOT something you blab to every character you come across, so if you, for example, put in "Fears black cats" as your deepest secret... and tell every bum you come across "Hey, I'm scared of black cats!" Then I will smack you, put you on my 'asses to be haunted' list AND delete this section from your profile for payback. (Delete if you don't have one)

IDOL:
→ This can be either another character on the site, or a historical character. You also cannot have yourself as an idol, since that's just kind of stupid. (Delete if you don't have one)

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HISTORY:
→ For the next amount of years, Neoma spent her time crawling through the neverending desert it seemed. Her body slowly beginning to call it seemed. She needed to find this man. Find him and kill him for what he did to her! That was her intentions. As she scoured the areas she could find, she finally overheard a helpful conversation. She stormed the menos forest and found a cave there as the men discussed. At first she planned on just breaking in.. however that proved impossible seeing as, that as soon as she tried to enter the cave she felt the zap of what felt like 10,000 volts. A rather shocking experience. Instead she sat and camped out for the man to return.

Once he did return, he was surprised and admittedly a bit confused about the girl at his cave entrance. He didn't recognize her at first; her hair shorter and her eyes glowing with a newfound inspiration. She crouched ready to lunge at him, but instead she found herself bowing at his feet. The man grinned with a sick expression on his face, "Hmm? Can't kill your creator?" She hissed softly under her breath, but clenched her eyes shut. "Please.. take me under your wing." The man had paused, "On one condition." A slender finger arose and stroke his chin thoughtfully. "You shall obey my each and every command."

As the time passed, Ari found herself caring more and more about what this man was like. She wished for mainly to know why he had done to her, what he had do. Although he never told her, he did express his name as Damien. Knowing his name was comforting, but the only name she has ever called him is 'My Lord' or 'Master'. Not long after while they sat in silence, he tossed something at her, hitting her in the face quite literally. She blinked a couple times then gave him a questioning glance. "Wear that." He said coldly. She obliged and over time figured out that not only was it a leash, but it was a tracking collar as well as various other thinbgs. As much as she hated to admit it.. she was literally wrapped around his finger.

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ALCHEMIC ABILITY:
→ This is where you will write about your character's special ability is.

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TRIVIA:
→ Anything else you want to add? Random trivia, information on an illness or disability your character has, etc. Delete this section if you don't fill it out.

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ALIAS:
→ Your online alias. Just put down ONE name, please, and use this name in the c-box so there's no confusion over who you are.

OTHER CHARACTERS:
→ Who else do you play? If this is your first character, say so.

CREATOR'S COMMENTS:
→ Do you have anything to say yourself? As long as it doesn't sound stupid, you can put anything in here really. Just no autobiographies about your last journey to the toilet, please, because seriously, NO ONE CARES.

FACE CLAIM:[*code]SERIES/ARTIST/character[/code*]
Take out the * (and this message) from the coding before posting. If you do not have a face-claim, remove this section altogether.

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[Aurelius Schwartz]

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