Post by Sen on Aug 12, 2010 22:11:00 GMT -5
Character Name: Mogleo.
Character Age: 20.
Character Gender: Male.
Character Class: Dragoon- Lion Dancer
The Lion Dancer is a class only available to Mogleo. Using the jump technique of the dragoon, Lion Dancers learn many powerful dance based moves, that can buff allies, or damage enemies.
Character Skills/Spells:
Character Weapons:
Dancers Spear-
A spear with a curved blade, much like a scimitar. It is much larger than Mogleo, but very light, allowing him to wield it with ease.
Character Appearance:
Mogleo is, well, a moogle. Standing at 2'5, he has snow white fur, small purple bat wings that allow him to fly, a light red nose, and a yellow pompom. He has a scar across his left eye. Clothing wise, he dons a gray headband, a black belt, (like a karate belt) and a dark gray hooded cape, although he tends to keep the hood down. He does not wear a shirt or pants, as he is covered in fur, and doesn't see the point of either.
Character Personality:
Mogleo is a very brave little moogle. He's the kind of person who would sacrifice himself for a friend. He's very friendly to his friends, almost overly nice, protecting them at all cost. He is the complete opposite to his enemies, however. Those who oppose Mogleo or harm his friends will find themselves on the receiving end of his spear. Other wise, he's an overly nice guy, getting along with all races, but a certain man can bring out a side of Mogleo that most haven't seen, a cold bloodthirsty side...this man connects heavily to Mogleos past.
Character History:
Growing up in the only village of Moogles, Mogleo was always very tough despite his size. While most Moogles excelled in magic, Mogleo had the strength to rival any human, and as such, acted as a sort of guard for his fellow Moogles. The moogles were all kind though, and unless he really didn't trust you, Mogleo hardly ever denied outsiders entrance. However, this would prove to be his downfall...
One day, a strange cloaked man showed up at the Village, looking frail and weak. Mogleo ran to the man, offering him assistance and letting him into the village, knowing his fellow moogles would help the man. As Mogleo turned to continue his guard duties, he suddenly heard a scream. Looking back, the frail man had ripped his cloak off, revealing himself to be a tall, dark skinned, staff wielding warrior. He glanced over at Mogleo, wickedly, before holding his hand out, and yelling "SOUL COLLECTOR!"
The next thing Mogleo saw, was the lifeless corpse of all of his people. The young Moogle lost it, grabbing his spear and charging at the crazed man. He jumped up for an attack, but the man easily deflected it, slashing at Mogleo, leaving a scar across his left eye. The young Moogle cried in pain, as the evil man stood over him, susprised the moogle survived the blow. "I'm not going to kill you, I'm just going to let you live with the guilt of letting this happen. Before I go though..." The man raised his hand in the air, a powerful burst of fire scorching the entire village. He laughed, and vanished.
Mogleo would feel great guilt from this for the years to come, promising himself to never let another friend die, and swearing to destroy the man who killed his people. Five years later, Mogleo has been traveling the world, training hard and seeing new things. Still determined for revenge, Mogleo is still the nice moogle he always was, knowing deep down that he will avenge his fallen brethren.
Home World: The Blue Planet.
Sample RP:
As the morning sun shined through Mogleos tent, he smiled and stretched lazily. "Ah! What a good nights sleep!" He said with a grin, scratching the back of his head. He stood up, packed the tint, and slipped it into his bag of holding. After cracking his neck, the little Moogle warrior was ready to continue his adventure. He had camped near Damcyan, hoping to fight an Antlion. He spent the day traveling, making his way to the castle.
After a good nights sleep provided by the kind king, Mogleo was on his way again, arriving at the Antlion Cave that afternoon. Arming himself, he ran inside. "Time to see how powerful I really am, kupo." He said with a grin. Going through the many basements of the cave, Mogleo eventually reached the caves bottom, where he saw the mighty Antlion.
Spear in hand, and with a determined smirk, Mogleo began charging at the beast, twirling nimbly, but suddenly stopped. He saw two tiny Antcubs. Mogleo smiled. "I can't kill a mother. Haha, and I traveled so far. This will be a funny story." The moogle smiled at the mother Antlion, and made his way out of the cave. He was already thinking of his next location.
Character Age: 20.
Character Gender: Male.
Character Class: Dragoon- Lion Dancer
The Lion Dancer is a class only available to Mogleo. Using the jump technique of the dragoon, Lion Dancers learn many powerful dance based moves, that can buff allies, or damage enemies.
Character Skills/Spells:
Character Weapons:
Dancers Spear-
A spear with a curved blade, much like a scimitar. It is much larger than Mogleo, but very light, allowing him to wield it with ease.
Character Appearance:
Mogleo is, well, a moogle. Standing at 2'5, he has snow white fur, small purple bat wings that allow him to fly, a light red nose, and a yellow pompom. He has a scar across his left eye. Clothing wise, he dons a gray headband, a black belt, (like a karate belt) and a dark gray hooded cape, although he tends to keep the hood down. He does not wear a shirt or pants, as he is covered in fur, and doesn't see the point of either.
Character Personality:
Mogleo is a very brave little moogle. He's the kind of person who would sacrifice himself for a friend. He's very friendly to his friends, almost overly nice, protecting them at all cost. He is the complete opposite to his enemies, however. Those who oppose Mogleo or harm his friends will find themselves on the receiving end of his spear. Other wise, he's an overly nice guy, getting along with all races, but a certain man can bring out a side of Mogleo that most haven't seen, a cold bloodthirsty side...this man connects heavily to Mogleos past.
Character History:
Growing up in the only village of Moogles, Mogleo was always very tough despite his size. While most Moogles excelled in magic, Mogleo had the strength to rival any human, and as such, acted as a sort of guard for his fellow Moogles. The moogles were all kind though, and unless he really didn't trust you, Mogleo hardly ever denied outsiders entrance. However, this would prove to be his downfall...
One day, a strange cloaked man showed up at the Village, looking frail and weak. Mogleo ran to the man, offering him assistance and letting him into the village, knowing his fellow moogles would help the man. As Mogleo turned to continue his guard duties, he suddenly heard a scream. Looking back, the frail man had ripped his cloak off, revealing himself to be a tall, dark skinned, staff wielding warrior. He glanced over at Mogleo, wickedly, before holding his hand out, and yelling "SOUL COLLECTOR!"
The next thing Mogleo saw, was the lifeless corpse of all of his people. The young Moogle lost it, grabbing his spear and charging at the crazed man. He jumped up for an attack, but the man easily deflected it, slashing at Mogleo, leaving a scar across his left eye. The young Moogle cried in pain, as the evil man stood over him, susprised the moogle survived the blow. "I'm not going to kill you, I'm just going to let you live with the guilt of letting this happen. Before I go though..." The man raised his hand in the air, a powerful burst of fire scorching the entire village. He laughed, and vanished.
Mogleo would feel great guilt from this for the years to come, promising himself to never let another friend die, and swearing to destroy the man who killed his people. Five years later, Mogleo has been traveling the world, training hard and seeing new things. Still determined for revenge, Mogleo is still the nice moogle he always was, knowing deep down that he will avenge his fallen brethren.
Home World: The Blue Planet.
Sample RP:
As the morning sun shined through Mogleos tent, he smiled and stretched lazily. "Ah! What a good nights sleep!" He said with a grin, scratching the back of his head. He stood up, packed the tint, and slipped it into his bag of holding. After cracking his neck, the little Moogle warrior was ready to continue his adventure. He had camped near Damcyan, hoping to fight an Antlion. He spent the day traveling, making his way to the castle.
After a good nights sleep provided by the kind king, Mogleo was on his way again, arriving at the Antlion Cave that afternoon. Arming himself, he ran inside. "Time to see how powerful I really am, kupo." He said with a grin. Going through the many basements of the cave, Mogleo eventually reached the caves bottom, where he saw the mighty Antlion.
Spear in hand, and with a determined smirk, Mogleo began charging at the beast, twirling nimbly, but suddenly stopped. He saw two tiny Antcubs. Mogleo smiled. "I can't kill a mother. Haha, and I traveled so far. This will be a funny story." The moogle smiled at the mother Antlion, and made his way out of the cave. He was already thinking of his next location.
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