Post by guinne on Jan 28, 2009 21:09:36 GMT -6
Name:
Guinne
Age:
17 years
Gender:
Male
Species:
Human
Appearance:
Guinne has brown hair, short and spikey (although it lays kinda choppy in the front. Kinda like asymmetrical "duck-butt" hair) and green eyes. He has two piercings on his left ear, four on his right, and one on his eyebrow... and he wears a tinted monocle on his right eye and fingerless gloves.
He wears his suit a bit sloppy, mostly due to the fact he can't figure out how to tie his tie correctly. He occasionally wears green sneakers with his suit, despite the fact it's not really uniform.
(temporary pic)
Personality:
Guinne aspires to be stoic and intimidating like his idol and superior, Rude, however, his underlying spaz of a personality proves hard to suppress at times.
He's sensitive about his height (5'4", or 5'4 3/4" as he claims) and is a bit shy, however, when it comes to battle he tends to be cocky.
He is nice, cares about those close to him, and gets emotionally attached quickly.
Likes/Dislikes:
He enjoys books (his guilty pleasure is romance, a fact he will hopelessly deny), sleeping in late, accomplishing missions without complications, running, yoyos, and the color green. He is fond of Chocobos, thinks Rude is the coolest thing since sliced bread and is envious that L.A. is so buddy-buddy with them[Rude&Reno] (for he, as previously stated, is a bit shy. Only when it comes to his Turk idol, its a bit extremely shy. I mean... What can you say to start a conversation with Rude?).
He dislikes chaos, shenanigans (although that may just be a lie -.-), heights, being short, being called short, most meat, his mother, and isn't fond of being alone (despite the fact he tries to pretend otherwise).
Strengths/Weaknesses:
His main strength is his agility, making his weapon of choice quite a compatible choice. (en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meteor_hammer)
He is also skilled with Lightning magic and is usually (key word: usually) intelligent. Luckily, he does have a bit of strength hidden in that small frame, balancing him out with L.A.. He also has some medical knowledge, making him a somewhat decent medic when one is needed.
His weaknesses are Rude, firearms, excessive gore, romance, short jokes, excessive teasing, chaos, extreme bad luck, superstition, competition and of course anything having to do with his mother, all which lead to revealing his spaztic personality he so desperately tries to squash. To no avail, to no avail. *shakes head*
History:
He was born and raised in Kalm by his single "impossible" mother.
Hoping to one day leave the boring, calm, and lonely town he was stuck in, he took off for Midgar at the age of sixteen. Soon after, to his delight, he was scouted for the Turks.
Complications kept him from entering immediately, complications Guinne refuses to disclose, and a year later he was partnered with L.A.. Guinne and L.A. often bicker and subject one another to teasing but otherwise get along quite well as partners.
RP Sample:
Guinne frowned. Of course, as always, Guinne had put on a cocky show, the words leaving his mouth before he could stop them. Of course, as always, flustered at his outburst, he knew he had no choice but to follow through...
... and of course, as always, there he was surrounded, his weapon caught on another freakin' pole, waiting for L.A. to bust in and save his ass.
AGAIN.
Guinne could feel himself starting to sweat. He was never going to hear the end of it.
He sighed around the barrel of the gun held in his mouth as his captors shouted at him, his grasp on his meteor hammer slackening. Three... Two...
(please forgive any inconsistencies between L.A. or Guinne's stories... we're making it up as we go.)
Guinne
Age:
17 years
Gender:
Male
Species:
Human
Appearance:
Guinne has brown hair, short and spikey (although it lays kinda choppy in the front. Kinda like asymmetrical "duck-butt" hair) and green eyes. He has two piercings on his left ear, four on his right, and one on his eyebrow... and he wears a tinted monocle on his right eye and fingerless gloves.
He wears his suit a bit sloppy, mostly due to the fact he can't figure out how to tie his tie correctly. He occasionally wears green sneakers with his suit, despite the fact it's not really uniform.
(temporary pic)
Personality:
Guinne aspires to be stoic and intimidating like his idol and superior, Rude, however, his underlying spaz of a personality proves hard to suppress at times.
He's sensitive about his height (5'4", or 5'4 3/4" as he claims) and is a bit shy, however, when it comes to battle he tends to be cocky.
He is nice, cares about those close to him, and gets emotionally attached quickly.
Likes/Dislikes:
He enjoys books (his guilty pleasure is romance, a fact he will hopelessly deny), sleeping in late, accomplishing missions without complications, running, yoyos, and the color green. He is fond of Chocobos, thinks Rude is the coolest thing since sliced bread and is envious that L.A. is so buddy-buddy with them[Rude&Reno] (for he, as previously stated, is a bit shy. Only when it comes to his Turk idol, its a bit extremely shy. I mean... What can you say to start a conversation with Rude?).
He dislikes chaos, shenanigans (although that may just be a lie -.-), heights, being short, being called short, most meat, his mother, and isn't fond of being alone (despite the fact he tries to pretend otherwise).
Strengths/Weaknesses:
His main strength is his agility, making his weapon of choice quite a compatible choice. (en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meteor_hammer)
He is also skilled with Lightning magic and is usually (key word: usually) intelligent. Luckily, he does have a bit of strength hidden in that small frame, balancing him out with L.A.. He also has some medical knowledge, making him a somewhat decent medic when one is needed.
His weaknesses are Rude, firearms, excessive gore, romance, short jokes, excessive teasing, chaos, extreme bad luck, superstition, competition and of course anything having to do with his mother, all which lead to revealing his spaztic personality he so desperately tries to squash. To no avail, to no avail. *shakes head*
History:
He was born and raised in Kalm by his single "impossible" mother.
Hoping to one day leave the boring, calm, and lonely town he was stuck in, he took off for Midgar at the age of sixteen. Soon after, to his delight, he was scouted for the Turks.
Complications kept him from entering immediately, complications Guinne refuses to disclose, and a year later he was partnered with L.A.. Guinne and L.A. often bicker and subject one another to teasing but otherwise get along quite well as partners.
RP Sample:
Guinne frowned. Of course, as always, Guinne had put on a cocky show, the words leaving his mouth before he could stop them. Of course, as always, flustered at his outburst, he knew he had no choice but to follow through...
... and of course, as always, there he was surrounded, his weapon caught on another freakin' pole, waiting for L.A. to bust in and save his ass.
AGAIN.
Guinne could feel himself starting to sweat. He was never going to hear the end of it.
He sighed around the barrel of the gun held in his mouth as his captors shouted at him, his grasp on his meteor hammer slackening. Three... Two...
(please forgive any inconsistencies between L.A. or Guinne's stories... we're making it up as we go.)