TawaritheGodToaster
Joined: 06 May 2010
Posts: 114
Location: Somewhere between Russia and Sweden. You look it up :3
Sat May 08, 2010 1:10 pm |
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Name: Aaron
Age: 23
Age Appearance: 20 or younger
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Element user (earth)
Appearance: Aaron stands about 190 cm tall, and weights 80 kg.
Aaron is supposed to have darker hair but oh well... He's the taller one.
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Personality:
Aaron is very kind, despite his chosen profession. Which just so happens to be entertainment. Well... as entertaining as boxing can be. As he is not physically very strong, he makes use of his speed, which he has honed his whole life. Aaron is very loud, but does not mean any harm by it.
Aaron thinks of his little brother as his reason for living, even though they are not related even by race, yet alone blood. It's rare to see Aaron aggressive outside the ring, but when he loses his temper, he really loses it. This makes Aaron a very strange element user. People say he was actually first born from lava, before turning to earth which messed him up pretty good.
Aaron doesn't have any particular pride. He will run across the town without any pants if it gets him what he wants... Although usually his shameless actions only bring him a smack from his little brother who gets embarrassed easily.
And he loves puppies.
History:
Aaron was once like any other element user. A monk training like any other. However, what happened was that he died by falling into an active volcano. Even back then he was known for being stubborn and reckless, but that really proved it. He was born again from the heat of the lava which had burned his original body to a crisp... But just then the volcano released its fury, and pretty much spat Aaron back to the ground. He became one with the ground, before being born once more.
After that, when he finally got a solid body, he headed for the closest town where he met his future little brother, weakened by illness. Being the gentle guy as he was, he took the elf in and worked furiously to save up some money for medicine.
Even after his brother was cured, he didn't slow down one bit. He switched from working a few jobs at once to entertainment boxing. Not a steady life, if he couldn't beat his opponents... Although his speed was always superior, it didn't stop him from being hit which he always just brushed off as a few scratches.
Just to point out one of Aarons random acts, he once lost a bet with a friend of his. This resulted him in being challenged to sing some extremely girly song in a mens bathing house, while standing there like he was the king of the house. Little did this guy know, Aaron was exactly the type to take up any sort of challenge. You can guess the rest... Only saying that after that, he had to run and hide from a bunch of grown men, trying to shut him up. He can't sing.
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Occupation/Job: Entertainment boxer
Interesting Facts/Quirks: he loves puppies, singing(Which he sucks at) and training till he can't move anymore.
Hobby/Hobbies: Nothing special, but he is known in the town as the kind of guy you can challenge to anything. And I mean ANYTHING.
Like: Puppies, Lala, singing and boxing.
Dislikes: people who harm others for fun, people who look down on the art of boxing and people who even so much as look at Lala badly.
Strength: Boxing and his speed.
Weakness/Flaw: get's KO'd easily if he gets hit too much. Can't control his magic too well, which brings some... *Cough* Bad results.
Anything else to add: He's cuddly :3
Roleplay Sample:
"Nggaaaaaaaah~ Finally some FOOD!" Aaron said with a wide smirk on his face. He had won a match again today and he was starting to think no one was a match for him. True his stamina and speed were great but... "Brother, you get hit WAY too much...!" Lala said, his brow twitching a little as he looked at Aarons swollen face. "Scars and swelling are my trophies! They remind me of a good battle!" Aaron said and pouted, trying to steal some more fried fish from the frying pan. He was leaning over his cooking little brother, trying to eat before the dinner was even served.
"No!" Lala said and slapped his hand. Aaron let out a fake whimper. "Y-you hit me, you brutal boy!" He whined, holding his hand. "Boohoo, that didn't hurt you." Lala said and sighed. "Go put an icepack on your face will you..." he groaned. "Only if dinner is done by the time I get back~" Aaron said and ran to the box where they kept medical supplies. "Ah... There are none left! I'm going to the store!" Aaron called. "W-wait you're sti-" Lala was cut off as the door slammed shut. "Still wearing your boxing clothes..." Lala said and sighed in defeat.
Indeed, Aaros boxing clothes were long pants and a loincloth, and no shirt. Proudly, Aaron showed off his well-built upper body as he marched down the street, waving at some kids on his way. Yep, he was popular with the neighbors kids. Specially when his face was swollen... He looked like some stuffed toy in the stores. And then, there it was. The neighborhoods big boy Russel... It was a huge black dog. "Ah... R-Russel, just lemme pass?" Aaron asked. There was a moment of silence, which was broken by a loud scream as Aaron started running, waving his arms as the huge dog followed right behind him. "What did I do to deserve thiiiiiiiis??" Aaron screamed.
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