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by znu » Fri Nov 11, 2016 1:03 pm
they a knight(sword not pictured whoops// )
for the comp its just a simple gif and impress me contest. feel free to add extras
im mostly judging on personality and how the gif works with the character ""
contest ends on tuesday nov 22st est feel free to pm for extensions
have fun
edit;; yea there be a ru
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by gojo » Fri Nov 11, 2016 1:17 pm
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name: Dari Crisforo.
gender: Male.
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Dari is a gentle young man with a confident front, which he needs to reside within such difficult conditions as his, and everyone else's in the RIC. He's quite lonely most of the time, in his family of two: him and his older brother who never seems to be around, so he's learned to deal and cope with the feeling of solitude fairly well. When he does happen to find a friend, he's very nervous and gets a kind of 'tsundere' attitude (for lack of a better word). He simply isn't used to having someone he can connect to, and might even end up pushing that friend away from time to time. He also has a bad habit of letting opportunities in his grasp get away from him.
One, two, three...!, he thought rhythmically, with each clank of the pickaxe. He looked back and forth, adjusting the strap on the back of his head that held the light. He was hoping for the shimmer of a precious stone, any stone. Just something valuable enough to get paid for. With a sigh if dismay, it was clear that there was nothing. He had been here since the sun had risen, at around six o'clock... He had found nothing, and from the distant opening of the mine, he could see that it was getting dark out. He could hear the sharp beating of metal on rock from the other workers, still just as desperate as he, but at this point it was giving him headache... He put his arms through the straps of his bag and was off to the exit. Only then, with his rather heavy bag, did he realize how exhausted he was.
It felt as if it took forever just the reach the outside, and he was panting lightly. His bare feet crunched the grass and displaced the loose gravel. His exhaustion was like a weight hanging of of his feet, and he became sluggish. But he knew he needed to train tonight... Training everyday was the only way to pull himself out of the melancholic routine that was mining. He was going to become a knight! Though he was in thought, his legs had subconsciously guided him towards his destination. It was a clearing, with small patches of flowers scattered about. He reached his arm back and grabbed at a hilt that poked out from an opening in his bag. He drew a sword, glinting slightly in the moonlight as it was revealed. He threw his bag off, and placed on of his arms behind his back. He spaced his legs out and held out his arm, mimicking a stance he had seen on a poster once.
There, he began to practice, stepping forward and backward and side to side to loosen up a bit, even if he felt sore from the mines. He thrusted his sword forwards once, twice, then three times! He had been doing this everyday from a month or so, and he finally felt like he was getting the hang of it... He ducked and dodged from an imaginary opponent, and struck forwards once again! The only sounds he heard were his breaths, the crunch of the grass beneath his feet, and the whistle of the wind. However, another sound -the sound of a voice- had startled him greatly. "You have great form, mister," a voice from a little ways away called. Dari whipped his head around in surprise, and his heart jumped as he saw it was the little rich boy... His face twisted into a frown at the sight of him. The little goodie two shoes who brought 'fortune' to the streets of the R.I.C., when he was probably just trying to raise his street cred...
"Wh-What are you doing, watching me...?" Dari's voice became meek, though his chest burned with his dislike for other boy. The wallaby shook his head. "Oh, no. I was just passing by when I heard the sound of the grass... Then I saw you and only watched for a few moments." he smiled, causing Dari to furrow his brow a little. He opened his mouth to speak, but the rich boy beat him to it. "I don't believe we've met before... My name is Theo." Was this his trap? His trap of niceness which could very well be fake? Dari gulped and lowered his blade. "...Dari," he mumbled, looking away a little bit. Theo smiled warmly, and from the corner of his eye Dari could see his face illuminated in moon light. His heart lurched slightly at the sight. "Well... Anyway, I need to get going." Theo smiled once more as he turned to leave, leaving Dari mildly captivated for a moment.
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It went on like this for awhile, Theo would come by from where ever he had been previously, and try to strike up a conversation with Dari while he practiced. However, Dari tried his best to keep his distance... He wouldn't fall into this rich boy's trap. But he just kept coming back, and softened Dari up a little bit... He got him to talk about work in the mine, and even got a bit out on why he's been training. Not to mention that he began to feel his heart leap when he came by.
Dari encouraged him, unlike others who had caught him swinging a sword. So, natural he opened up more and more, until he found himself going out of his way to see Theo. Theo told him stories of knights he had seen while traveling across Organia, and even informed him on other stances and tactics. However, it became time for Theo and his family of traveling merchants to take their leave once more. Theo had even offered to take Dari with him but... It caused him to break out in tears, and run away.
But, a little gift was left on his door step... It was an expensive looking outfit, seeming tailored just for him.
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by Sün » Fri Nov 11, 2016 2:50 pm
username: TenguInariname: Yliarnegender: Malepersonality: Clueless | Timid | Gullible | Passionate | SpiritedLikes:Sparkly Trinkets

Swordsmanship

Fruit

Dislikes:Green

Intimidation

Loneliness

Yliarne had always been captivated by every type of swordsmanship as a child. His love for swordsmanship led him to join his kingdom's local calvary; eventually, he rose to be his majesty's personal noble knight... temporarily. From a first impression, Yliarne is a knight who would do anything for his majesty, protecting the innocents that lived within the kingdom whilst doing what he loved most about being a swordsman; but when one would get to know him, one would know how child-like the knight is. He would cry if a comrade was hurt, missing, too far from him, deceased, or when he had to actually make a striking blow to an enemy. Yliarne wouldn't know if his comrades would poke fun at him or put something in his food as a prank; heck, he would do and listen to anything that someone above his rank told Yliarne, whether it be a venomous spider fell on his coat or to become The King's noble knight so he would be able to see his family again. Unfortunately for Yliarne, he would never be able to see his family again unless he were to perish in battle, but he doesn't know that.
Although Yliarne is not his majesty's personal noble knight anymore, he still has the status of noble knight. Luckily for him, The King couldn't just let the knight go to waste with the terrific swordsmanship Yliarne has; his majesty put Yliarne up on the bulletin boards for anyone to hire the knight as their own temporary or permanent personal noble. Nowadays, Yliarne hangs around his majesty's castle, constantly being picked up and dropped off by those who hired him; of course, Yliarne would go into battle with his comrades when it was necessary.gif:
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by Pastel-burnt » Fri Nov 11, 2016 5:20 pm
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Yvonne
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Cis girl
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Poly Panromantic Gray-Asexual
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Chivalrous, loyal, energetic, protective, overdramatic, naive. She enjoys putting on airs and fancies herself a sword fighter, although she has a considerably romanticized view of it and has very little sword fighting skills. It originates from her home in the theater where she played roles in traditional medieval plays. Yvonne is also a romantic, and likes to write bad poetry and fantasize about meeting her one true love. Her acting is superb and she likes to show this off, often from the highest vantage point possible like a lamp post or a stranger's shoulders, but her singing is iffy at best. Yvonne cries easily, whether she's sad, happy, or angry, but she simply brushes it away as 'the sign of a true romantic". Reasons aside, it came in handy in the theater. May come off as too forward or overly friendly, and doesn't handle rejection well from it.
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Primarily harpsichord with bass & french horn as backup.
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-Favorite color is gold
-Favorite flower is the sunflower, although she likes to claim it's roses because it's more 'romantic'
-Favorite food is bacon macaroni & cheese
-Favorite drink is red wine
-Has a whole closet dedicated to old cosplays from her theater days that she 'borrowed' and wears full time. She takes good care of them, but sometimes has to flee from old theater friends of hers that want the cosplays back.
-Extremely neat in everything but cooking. She can demolish a kitchen in twenty minutes.
-Loves cold weather and fantasizes about cuddling with partners, taking walks through the snow, etc. Also hates hot weather because she wears such heavy clothing.
-Puts curtains on every one of her windows purely so she can swoosh them back dramatically.
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