Post by Angie Cherish on Feb 28, 2009 0:17:41 GMT -5
OOC Account: Yomi
Name: Angie Cherish
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: January 15
Age: 24 [looks 16]
Class: angel
Weapon Class: snake sword/CQC (Close Quarter Combat
Attack Type: Angie attacks are acrobatic, consisting of close quarter combat, magic, and swords fighting. When it comes to close quarter combat, she uses her mana to give a little extra punch and knows the body’s weakness. Her Magic consists of Ice element spells and light spells such as judgment, icicle, ice tornado, ect. Since she is a thief she knows the moves Item Thief and Item Rover, which is a must for her to use every battle; tis the way of a thief. Her sword is a double edged sword that is also a chain whip, allowing her to change from sword fighting to her chain whip that allows her to constrict her opponent, attack at long distances, and perform her awesome acrobatic moves.
Appearance:
Basic anatomy : Angie is roughly around 5’ 9” and weighs about 135, she lean and with hard muscles underneath from the angel transformation. Her eyes are icy blue and her hair is silver that goes down to her waist, with long bangs that go down to her chest. She keeps her hair up in a pony tail, and her bangs just flap where ever they want to. She wears a black thread around her neck, which flaps out behind her and goes down to her waist as well. She had a black bra like shirt that shows her stomach as well as short black shorts. She wears black ankle high boots, and a black knee case that hides her scare that she received long ago from an attack by a tiger. As well as a slash on her right eye, and black fingerless gloves.Even though Angie is an angel, she sadly is wingless. Like bird who has her wings cliped; but she soon hopes to be able to spread her wings and fly circles around her 'Master'.
Personality: Angie is bit of a hard person to understand. She’s rude, obnoxious, insulting, and a bit of a cold one. What makes it even more complex about her is that she never frowns. She always has a smile on her face, either it be a smirk, a grin, a huge creepy grin, or just a happy smile. You make her mad, she’ll only giggle and keep on smiling. It’s only when you make her serious that you’re pretty much dead. You think she’s thinking of one thing, but in reality she’s not. She’s not one to show her weakness, and hates it when people assume they can beat her because she is a woman.
Many people perceive her as a sex object, but she’s entirely different than what they think. She may wear clothing that are a bit short, but that’s only because they are easier to fight in and the fact that she loves the cold on her skin. She can a bit full of herself sometimes, and very childish. Though she may look very young and inexperienced, she is very wise. She’s known to give her fortune cookie wisdom at random times when needed. She can be a bit cold and insensitive to people, but it’s all for a good a reason.
Angie is sadly a klutz, she can’t help but trip of the stairs only Origin knows how many times; the sad part is that she tries not to. Her klutziness is not blessed like Collette, quite the opposite it’s a curse. When she trips it either causes disaster for someone else or her, most of the times someone else luckily for her. The Renegade soldiers always tease her about it, though she has higher ranking than them. She’s isn’t biased on people, nor could she really care; just like Lloyd says everyone has right to live from the moment that they were born, and she totally agrees.
Angie is an Ice mage, so she totally praises Celsius and the other summon spirits. Unlike other people, she knows all about Mithos, Kratos, Yu-Yu a.k.a. Yuan, and Martel; so she doesn’t believe in the Martel religion. Like 4,000 years ago, she prays to the Summon Spirits like the people did back then; though her prayers aren’t exactly really orthodox the summon spirits still appreciate it nevertheless. Since she had received training from Yuan, who got a kick out of lightening the heck out of her, she has become tolerant to lightening because of it. So when against a fire, water, or lightening mage; she has the upper hand.
Angie loves music, it’s one of her favorite pass times since she can’t really sleep anymore; tis the punishment for the power that she had been given. She loves to sing and play her flute, which she keeps near her quite handily if she feels the need to express herself. So it’s no surprise that she escapes the Flanoir Base to go to Altamira to enjoy the Operas, and she’s never afraid to express her critique about the show.
Angie does not like being grabbed, she absolutely hates it. Every since her time in the Meltokio slums she had always hated being grabbed. She was thief then and thief’s hated being caught that would always mean death for them, since that was the penalty—especially with her record. Nor does she like people walking behind her; she’s a bit cautious when it comes to that. Since she’s not a thief anymore doesn’t mean she doesn’t steal other Renegade soldier items; they had made it a game where they have to figure out where she hide their items or they’ll never get it back.
History: Angie Cherish was born in the Meltokio slums, a poor child that had to deal with physical abuse all the time. She was 5 years old when she first was beaten; when she was 10 did her father die. Her mother long ago died giving birth to her and she was an only child; she was all alone. Stealing was the only thing that gave her food and money to live. For about 1 year she knew nothing about high stealing, she was just a scrawny little girl trying to live; always staying clear of large burly men—all which reminded her of her father. She never knew why her father hated her, but she could guess because she killed her mother. The love of his life dead because of one insignificant girl, she was never a blessing but a curse.
It was one spring day that she bumped into a man, a man with a wide smile that never left his face. A man known as the King of Thieves in Tethe’ Alla. With a big smile on his face, he opened his arms as if inviting the girl. Angie could only stare but in the end she came with the man; who for the next 4 years trained her in the art of fighting and the way of the thieves. Angie was one to catch on quick, and soon she was becoming quite renowned for her ability to steal just about anything. Of course they’d know that it was her because she would always leave a mark, a silver feather; but any good thief would know not to make his/her trails of stealing the same.
Right around when she was 15, she had been given the name the Chameleon for her ability to steal something in broad daylight, yet still get away without anyone ever knowing it was her. She always had a different disguise for every heist. Right when she was doing a heist around the Gaoroacchia Forest, did she become unprepared. Right then running away from Papal knights she was attacked by a tiger that jumped out of know where, she was too surprised to see a tiger in this forest to even defend herself. She was cut in the eye, going blind in her right eye and a huge chunk of her left muscle right above her left knee. Her hand still clutching her bag full of goodies, she could only lay there as she slowly bled to death and the tiger make a meal out of her. Her vision blurring, she could only hear as large footsteps closed in around her; she just knew that she had been caught.
When she had awoken she had found herself in a large bedroom with gold and maroon coloring the place. This place could not be a jail room, what made things worse; she was blind in her right eye and missing a huge chunk of her left thigh; and she had lost her goodies, that just ticked her off even more.
The next thing she knows, she can see once again and she can walk. She had become an angel, just so she can do what she does best; fight and steal. The only reason she had ever become an angel, was because the Renegade leader had figured her out; all thanks to the silver feather in her bag of goodies. He was going to get good use out of her, totally unsure as to what to do but she’ll become an asset. So for 1 year she stayed in the Flanoir base, the place where she was taken to from the Gaoroacchia forest. Through that one year she had learned some healing and spells from the healing nurses and mages there. Becoming a real rage, and slowly with her great ability she rose to the top; and proved herself to the Renegade leader for a chance to be trained by him. Of course she had to beat him in a fight, with some luck and her klutziness she was able to land a bucket full of goop on his head. That of course got her a win, but also brutal lightening her ass training—but of course thanks to that she’s become tolerant to lightening.
Now she’s just a girl hanging around the base, annoying the hell out of her mentor, keeping out of the eyes of Cruxis, and of course doing what she does best. Steal and Fight.
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Profile © Yomi
Angie Cherish © Yomi
Anything else © somebody else [/color]
Name: Angie Cherish
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: January 15
Age: 24 [looks 16]
Class: angel
Weapon Class: snake sword/CQC (Close Quarter Combat
Attack Type: Angie attacks are acrobatic, consisting of close quarter combat, magic, and swords fighting. When it comes to close quarter combat, she uses her mana to give a little extra punch and knows the body’s weakness. Her Magic consists of Ice element spells and light spells such as judgment, icicle, ice tornado, ect. Since she is a thief she knows the moves Item Thief and Item Rover, which is a must for her to use every battle; tis the way of a thief. Her sword is a double edged sword that is also a chain whip, allowing her to change from sword fighting to her chain whip that allows her to constrict her opponent, attack at long distances, and perform her awesome acrobatic moves.
Appearance:
Basic anatomy : Angie is roughly around 5’ 9” and weighs about 135, she lean and with hard muscles underneath from the angel transformation. Her eyes are icy blue and her hair is silver that goes down to her waist, with long bangs that go down to her chest. She keeps her hair up in a pony tail, and her bangs just flap where ever they want to. She wears a black thread around her neck, which flaps out behind her and goes down to her waist as well. She had a black bra like shirt that shows her stomach as well as short black shorts. She wears black ankle high boots, and a black knee case that hides her scare that she received long ago from an attack by a tiger. As well as a slash on her right eye, and black fingerless gloves.Even though Angie is an angel, she sadly is wingless. Like bird who has her wings cliped; but she soon hopes to be able to spread her wings and fly circles around her 'Master'.
Personality: Angie is bit of a hard person to understand. She’s rude, obnoxious, insulting, and a bit of a cold one. What makes it even more complex about her is that she never frowns. She always has a smile on her face, either it be a smirk, a grin, a huge creepy grin, or just a happy smile. You make her mad, she’ll only giggle and keep on smiling. It’s only when you make her serious that you’re pretty much dead. You think she’s thinking of one thing, but in reality she’s not. She’s not one to show her weakness, and hates it when people assume they can beat her because she is a woman.
Many people perceive her as a sex object, but she’s entirely different than what they think. She may wear clothing that are a bit short, but that’s only because they are easier to fight in and the fact that she loves the cold on her skin. She can a bit full of herself sometimes, and very childish. Though she may look very young and inexperienced, she is very wise. She’s known to give her fortune cookie wisdom at random times when needed. She can be a bit cold and insensitive to people, but it’s all for a good a reason.
Angie is sadly a klutz, she can’t help but trip of the stairs only Origin knows how many times; the sad part is that she tries not to. Her klutziness is not blessed like Collette, quite the opposite it’s a curse. When she trips it either causes disaster for someone else or her, most of the times someone else luckily for her. The Renegade soldiers always tease her about it, though she has higher ranking than them. She’s isn’t biased on people, nor could she really care; just like Lloyd says everyone has right to live from the moment that they were born, and she totally agrees.
Angie is an Ice mage, so she totally praises Celsius and the other summon spirits. Unlike other people, she knows all about Mithos, Kratos, Yu-Yu a.k.a. Yuan, and Martel; so she doesn’t believe in the Martel religion. Like 4,000 years ago, she prays to the Summon Spirits like the people did back then; though her prayers aren’t exactly really orthodox the summon spirits still appreciate it nevertheless. Since she had received training from Yuan, who got a kick out of lightening the heck out of her, she has become tolerant to lightening because of it. So when against a fire, water, or lightening mage; she has the upper hand.
Angie loves music, it’s one of her favorite pass times since she can’t really sleep anymore; tis the punishment for the power that she had been given. She loves to sing and play her flute, which she keeps near her quite handily if she feels the need to express herself. So it’s no surprise that she escapes the Flanoir Base to go to Altamira to enjoy the Operas, and she’s never afraid to express her critique about the show.
Angie does not like being grabbed, she absolutely hates it. Every since her time in the Meltokio slums she had always hated being grabbed. She was thief then and thief’s hated being caught that would always mean death for them, since that was the penalty—especially with her record. Nor does she like people walking behind her; she’s a bit cautious when it comes to that. Since she’s not a thief anymore doesn’t mean she doesn’t steal other Renegade soldier items; they had made it a game where they have to figure out where she hide their items or they’ll never get it back.
History: Angie Cherish was born in the Meltokio slums, a poor child that had to deal with physical abuse all the time. She was 5 years old when she first was beaten; when she was 10 did her father die. Her mother long ago died giving birth to her and she was an only child; she was all alone. Stealing was the only thing that gave her food and money to live. For about 1 year she knew nothing about high stealing, she was just a scrawny little girl trying to live; always staying clear of large burly men—all which reminded her of her father. She never knew why her father hated her, but she could guess because she killed her mother. The love of his life dead because of one insignificant girl, she was never a blessing but a curse.
It was one spring day that she bumped into a man, a man with a wide smile that never left his face. A man known as the King of Thieves in Tethe’ Alla. With a big smile on his face, he opened his arms as if inviting the girl. Angie could only stare but in the end she came with the man; who for the next 4 years trained her in the art of fighting and the way of the thieves. Angie was one to catch on quick, and soon she was becoming quite renowned for her ability to steal just about anything. Of course they’d know that it was her because she would always leave a mark, a silver feather; but any good thief would know not to make his/her trails of stealing the same.
Right around when she was 15, she had been given the name the Chameleon for her ability to steal something in broad daylight, yet still get away without anyone ever knowing it was her. She always had a different disguise for every heist. Right when she was doing a heist around the Gaoroacchia Forest, did she become unprepared. Right then running away from Papal knights she was attacked by a tiger that jumped out of know where, she was too surprised to see a tiger in this forest to even defend herself. She was cut in the eye, going blind in her right eye and a huge chunk of her left muscle right above her left knee. Her hand still clutching her bag full of goodies, she could only lay there as she slowly bled to death and the tiger make a meal out of her. Her vision blurring, she could only hear as large footsteps closed in around her; she just knew that she had been caught.
When she had awoken she had found herself in a large bedroom with gold and maroon coloring the place. This place could not be a jail room, what made things worse; she was blind in her right eye and missing a huge chunk of her left thigh; and she had lost her goodies, that just ticked her off even more.
The next thing she knows, she can see once again and she can walk. She had become an angel, just so she can do what she does best; fight and steal. The only reason she had ever become an angel, was because the Renegade leader had figured her out; all thanks to the silver feather in her bag of goodies. He was going to get good use out of her, totally unsure as to what to do but she’ll become an asset. So for 1 year she stayed in the Flanoir base, the place where she was taken to from the Gaoroacchia forest. Through that one year she had learned some healing and spells from the healing nurses and mages there. Becoming a real rage, and slowly with her great ability she rose to the top; and proved herself to the Renegade leader for a chance to be trained by him. Of course she had to beat him in a fight, with some luck and her klutziness she was able to land a bucket full of goop on his head. That of course got her a win, but also brutal lightening her ass training—but of course thanks to that she’s become tolerant to lightening.
Now she’s just a girl hanging around the base, annoying the hell out of her mentor, keeping out of the eyes of Cruxis, and of course doing what she does best. Steal and Fight.
Other Information:[/b] [/color]
Likes:
- cold weathers
- bunnies
- peoples pain
- when people are down in the dump *both definitions of the phrase*
- the color silver
- rain
- Music
- stealing
Dislikes:
- people who try to sing and are off pitch
- People who are rude [what a hypocrite xD]
- Hot weathers
- people staring
- Men who think they can get their way with her
- Tripping up the stairs
- Tripping over her feat during a battle
- being grabbed
Elemental Strengths[/color]:
- Ice
- Light
Weaknesses:
- Fire
- Dark
Profile © Yomi
Angie Cherish © Yomi
Anything else © somebody else [/color]
