Post by Noble on Jan 28, 2011 2:21:25 GMT -5
Greg Noble
"The game of life is hard to play, I'm gonna lose it anyway. The losing card I'll someday lay and this is all I have to say 'Suicide is painless, it brings home many changes and I can take or leave it if I please.'"
the basics,
»»character full name: Gregory Lanster Noble
»»age: 17
»»sexual orientation:bisexual
»»alignment: light
»»position: Child watcher
»»gender: Male
»»power: Fire=Bringing-forth and manipulation: Greg can spontaneously create flames from air, just a matter of rubbing molecules together he says the rest is the easy part. However he can sometimes get out of control when angered and flames will coat his hands. He has a weird resistance to heat because of the manipulation where flames won't burn him.
the appearance,
»»eyes: brown»»markings: None
»»height: 6 feet even
»»weight: 180 lb
»»general appearance: Short black hair is usually worn in a spiked manner, giving him more of a boyish look. His brown eyes glitter with a mischievous spark and his thin lips are usually pulled into a smirk. Greg is kind of lanky, but is in no way clumsy, he moves with a grace not often seen in one of his proportions. Jeans and a button down Te-shirt are his usual choices of apparel along with white sneakers. A black suit coat of his fathers' and a black trench coat he got last year as a birthday present are pretty much his only over coverings. Every once in a while a tie can be seen looped loosely around his neck.
the personality,
»»likes: Sweet things, Dede, fur
»»dislikes: Cold, the dark, cooking
»»strengths: Fearless in the face of death, Great shot
»»weaknesses: Losing people he loves scares the hell out of him so he is slightly over protective, slightly reckless, short fuse (he's working on it)
»»secrets:
»»general personality: Greg is a fun guy usually. He cracks jokes, and has a slight mischievous side when with his sister, just to entertain her. He would give the world for Dede if asked, she is the only thing he has that is truly special to him. However he is very mature due to the fact that his parents died early and he had to take care of his sister. He is more like a father than a brother most of the time. He finds himself scolding children his own age about some of the stupid things they do and wonders how old he really is inside. He works hard and fights harder, you need something done? Greg is the teen for the job. Reliable and kind are the two words to sum up Greg really I guess. However you mess with someone Greg cares for, or himself, he has a very short fuse. He still has trouble controlling his powers while controlled by fury, but he is training himself and teaching himself patience.The children he now takes care of are helping him greatly in this.
the history,
»»mother: Cynthia Noble (dead)
»»father: Drew Noble (dead)
»»siblings: Sister:Dede Noble (13)
»»others: none
»»background: Greg doesn't remember much of the past before the disease hit his parents. He just remembers being happy. The elders said it was the loss of both his parents at once, the traumatic event whipped his memory pretty much. Since he has had crushes, breakups adventured and responsibilities, but the responsibilities have seemed to be the light of his world. Due to the fact he was left with a one year old sister when his parents died, he learned quickly about children and gave up his dreams of being a hunter, Children were his future. He apprenticed and slowly gained confidence with the young ons. However the dreams of becoming a hunter have never quite left him. Every once in a while when a hunter is missing or sick, Greg will step up to take their place as long as someone is there to take his place watching the children.
Greg has never had a true relationship, a girlfriend here or there, a good roll in the hay once or twice, but he never really had time to be committed to anything but kids. Why have his own when he had so many already? In ways life was good, but he is sometimes still hit with nightmares of his parents and all the adults dieing. For days after he will be depressed and on edge, and then he will, seemingly again over night. pick himself up and become his old cheerful self again.
the player,
»»alias: The Noble (just call me Noble)
»»age: 16
»»contact: Pm me or email me, PM will be faster
»»rp sample:
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"The game of life is hard to play, I'm gonna lose it anyway. The losing card I'll someday lay and this is all I have to say 'Suicide is painless, it brings home many changes and I can take or leave it if I please.'"
the basics,
»»character full name: Gregory Lanster Noble
»»age: 17
»»sexual orientation:bisexual
»»alignment: light
»»position: Child watcher
»»gender: Male
»»power: Fire=Bringing-forth and manipulation: Greg can spontaneously create flames from air, just a matter of rubbing molecules together he says the rest is the easy part. However he can sometimes get out of control when angered and flames will coat his hands. He has a weird resistance to heat because of the manipulation where flames won't burn him.
the appearance,
»»eyes: brown»»markings: None
»»height: 6 feet even
»»weight: 180 lb
»»general appearance: Short black hair is usually worn in a spiked manner, giving him more of a boyish look. His brown eyes glitter with a mischievous spark and his thin lips are usually pulled into a smirk. Greg is kind of lanky, but is in no way clumsy, he moves with a grace not often seen in one of his proportions. Jeans and a button down Te-shirt are his usual choices of apparel along with white sneakers. A black suit coat of his fathers' and a black trench coat he got last year as a birthday present are pretty much his only over coverings. Every once in a while a tie can be seen looped loosely around his neck.
the personality,
»»likes: Sweet things, Dede, fur
»»dislikes: Cold, the dark, cooking
»»strengths: Fearless in the face of death, Great shot
»»weaknesses: Losing people he loves scares the hell out of him so he is slightly over protective, slightly reckless, short fuse (he's working on it)
»»secrets:
»»general personality: Greg is a fun guy usually. He cracks jokes, and has a slight mischievous side when with his sister, just to entertain her. He would give the world for Dede if asked, she is the only thing he has that is truly special to him. However he is very mature due to the fact that his parents died early and he had to take care of his sister. He is more like a father than a brother most of the time. He finds himself scolding children his own age about some of the stupid things they do and wonders how old he really is inside. He works hard and fights harder, you need something done? Greg is the teen for the job. Reliable and kind are the two words to sum up Greg really I guess. However you mess with someone Greg cares for, or himself, he has a very short fuse. He still has trouble controlling his powers while controlled by fury, but he is training himself and teaching himself patience.The children he now takes care of are helping him greatly in this.
the history,
»»mother: Cynthia Noble (dead)
»»father: Drew Noble (dead)
»»siblings: Sister:Dede Noble (13)
»»others: none
»»background: Greg doesn't remember much of the past before the disease hit his parents. He just remembers being happy. The elders said it was the loss of both his parents at once, the traumatic event whipped his memory pretty much. Since he has had crushes, breakups adventured and responsibilities, but the responsibilities have seemed to be the light of his world. Due to the fact he was left with a one year old sister when his parents died, he learned quickly about children and gave up his dreams of being a hunter, Children were his future. He apprenticed and slowly gained confidence with the young ons. However the dreams of becoming a hunter have never quite left him. Every once in a while when a hunter is missing or sick, Greg will step up to take their place as long as someone is there to take his place watching the children.
Greg has never had a true relationship, a girlfriend here or there, a good roll in the hay once or twice, but he never really had time to be committed to anything but kids. Why have his own when he had so many already? In ways life was good, but he is sometimes still hit with nightmares of his parents and all the adults dieing. For days after he will be depressed and on edge, and then he will, seemingly again over night. pick himself up and become his old cheerful self again.
the player,
»»alias: The Noble (just call me Noble)
»»age: 16
»»contact: Pm me or email me, PM will be faster
»»rp sample:
Jake sighed, it really wasn't going well for them. Attack after attack had missed, and he was starting to loose hope, but he knew his Samuel was tough and would come around eventually. That's OK Samuel... Use Poison sting! Samiel nodded and lowered his head, his horn beginning to glow in a royal purple as Terra ran foreword, dragging her claws over him. Now! He jumped foreword, his horn, filled with poisonous power, sliced into Terra's side. Poison sting was one of the weakest attacks Samuel knew... and had somehow pulled it off. Sure it wasn't a critical hit but....
Terra hissed and flapped back wards and trotted back to her trainer, holding her side. She wasn't bleeding, but it was annoying as frick. It was right along one of her ribs and felt about the same as a paper cut. The wound would hurt her for the rest of the battle, but she wasn't poisoned. Since the horn hadn't pierced the many veins within Terra's chest, there was no poison to circulate through her body. Samuel however looked a little worse for wear... His legs trembled from exhaustion, but he shook himself, blood and sand mixing in his eyes from where Terra had drawn a deep gash into his forehead with her claws.... What an ironic incident! Terra, with no boost to Critical hits, had landed one, while Samuel, loaded with boosts had only inflicted a scratch. Maybe those sand attacks were paying off?!
Terra hissed and flapped back wards and trotted back to her trainer, holding her side. She wasn't bleeding, but it was annoying as frick. It was right along one of her ribs and felt about the same as a paper cut. The wound would hurt her for the rest of the battle, but she wasn't poisoned. Since the horn hadn't pierced the many veins within Terra's chest, there was no poison to circulate through her body. Samuel however looked a little worse for wear... His legs trembled from exhaustion, but he shook himself, blood and sand mixing in his eyes from where Terra had drawn a deep gash into his forehead with her claws.... What an ironic incident! Terra, with no boost to Critical hits, had landed one, while Samuel, loaded with boosts had only inflicted a scratch. Maybe those sand attacks were paying off?!
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