Post by Ashibo Zain on Aug 1, 2010 13:54:53 GMT -5
Ashibo Zain
"If it's my job, then I'll do it. And I'll do it right."
Custom Title: The Pure Warrior
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Family: Grandfather ~ Deceased (PSICOM operative), Father ~ PSICOM Operative, Mother ~ Deceased
Race: Human
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Home World: Cocoon - FFXIII
Alignment: Good - always does what he believes is right
Job: PSICOM soldier
Items: None
Accessories: None
Appearance: Ashibo has light green eyes, that are usually piercing and indifferent to many situations. His skin is also lightly tanned and his brown hair is cropped, reaching just past his shoulders. He is a fairly tall man who stands at 6'1'' and weighs approximately 190lbs. As a member of PSICOM, when on-duty, Ashibo wears an armor set to impose his position (save for the helm, which has been lost for generations).
The armor set itself is gold, with the platebody itself with no sleeves. Ashibo wears elbow pads that are slightly matching in color, and the ends are spiked upwards. Two straps are placed on his body, holding his shawl in place. This makes it easier for him to wear the hood, if need be. A belt is wrapped around his waist, where he usually places his dagger. Atop his platelegs, he wears golden boots which, like the elbow pads, are spiked at the top
Personality: Most of the time, Ashibo is known to be a reclusive individual. Unlike most people, he does not wear his emotions (or his heart) on his sleeve. Because of this, some of his peers regard him as ice-cold. Howe ver, underneath his cool facade, Ashibo is ready to fight for Cocoon to emphasize his loyalty. This can then be looked upon as a redeemable quality. He can also be regarded as being blunt; his weak sense of humor usually only consists of sarcasm and jibes towards other people. Although, whenever he can, Ashibo likes to tell people what he knows; partially to highlight his own wisdom of the world and partially to allow others to know as much as he does.
On the rare occasions that he does talk a lot, Ashibo possesses a good amount of charisma and many a person have both admired and respected him for that fact. Although he is not a fan of pointless bickering, Ashibo will end up confronting others that he does not agree with (although he tends to do this in a not-so-aggressive manner). Whenever he is in the wrong or makes a mistake, Ashibo would then take time to mull over his shortcomings and it'd take a while for him to 'get his act together'. However, whenever he is in a tough and/or fearful situation, Ashibo would first mask his emotions before attempting to take control.
History: Ashibo was born and grew up in the town of Palumpolum, located in Cocoon. Family life in the Zain household was trivial; his father was usually busy with PSICOM related duties, so it was usually his mother that he stayed with and generally cared more for.
However, it all changed when Ashibo was 14 years of age.
His mother had been diagnozed with cancer, so Ashibo was placed in charge of caring and looking after her (his father having been stationed in Bodhum for the time being). Surprisingly, many of the qualities associated with looking after a fragile being came naturally to him and it was then that Ashibo decided to work for PSICOM, like his late grandfather had, and what his son (Ashibo's father) also did. Of course, his plans did not commence until a year after his mother had sadly eluded the world's grasp. Upon contacting his father, who relocated back to Palumpolum, they both agreed that a job at PSICOM would do Ashibo much good.
Of course before that, though, Ashibo had to first graduate from the Guardian Corps before he did have a chance to actually get a spot in PSICOM. However, with months of intensive training and natural marksmanship, Ashibo began to become a name in the Guardian Corps and they (eventually) referred him to the PSICOM Division located in Eden. Reluctant to leave his father, it was only when the older man gave Ashibo a parting gift (the golden suit of armor) and insisted that it was for the best that Ashibo left.
Currently, he is stationed in Eden working for PSICOM and he vows to swear unwavering loyalty to them.
Abilities: Natural leader - A trait that Ashibo is unaware that he possesses, most of his peers would agree that he is a natural leader. The few times he actually does make full use of his charismatic skills, he usually produces great results.
Summons: None as of yet.
Magic: Most Saboteur and Medic spells.
Strengths: Keeps a cool head, possesses a remarkable amount of charisma, loyal, knowledgeable.
Weaknesses: Is seen as cold, detached & reclusive, doesn't show his emotions outwardly.
Weapon: The weapon that Ashibo uses is a blue dagger, which is decorated with a yellow eye placed at the middle of the blade's hilt.
Helios
Crushes: No-one has yet caught his eye. >.> <.<
Role Play Sample: He felt as if he was ... floating.
He was sure that this was a dream ... yet his senses were on alert, he felt the breeze lightly graze his face ... and then it occurred to Ashibo that this was a very vivid dream. To be honest, he hadn't been expecting his imagination to be able to deceive him so.
Ashibo's feet then eventually touched ground. Green eyes absorbed the landscape. Hmm, it was all green and he was certain that he had never been here before? Why, then, was his subconscious eager to recreate this particular place, then?
Distant roars made themselves heard and Ashibo's posture instantly changed. Rigid, on guard. Against his will, though, his feet began to move forward, apparently making their way to a destination that Ashibo had yet to pinpoint.
His eyes only blazed with confusion as he noticed three figures a couple of feet away. One had even called out, his voice unfamiliar. His feet once more in control, they forced Ashibo to move nearer, until he was just a few steps away. He wanted to say something, to ask them who they were and what they were doing there, but found that he couldn't. Well, it didn't matter; this would all be over in a matter of minutes. Who knows, maybe his mind would give up playing very lifelike-looking tricks on him.
Another chorus of roars rang through the forest and, following the white - or silver, Ashibo couldn't tell - haired boy's gaze, he stood still, hand twitching towards the blade that hung limply from his side. Looked like things were going to turn bad, so he was at least grateful for the fact that he had back-up, should this become too hard to handle.
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