Post by TOGA on Jul 17, 2020 22:59:27 GMT -5
Iris Cecilia du Ange
Other Names: Cece
Epithet: Fallen Angel
Height: 5'4" | 1.62 m
Weight: 132 Lb | 59.87 kg
Build: Lean
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race: Sky Islander
Occupation: Entertainer
Bounty/Rank: 0 Belli
Total X-Poinz:– 300
Used X-Poinz:– 0
Earned X-Poinz Record:–
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Rebate X-Poinz Record:–
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+? (Source of Rebate XPz)
-? (Name of Technique, Equipment, etc)
Remaining Rebate XPz:– - FiSt Name Here
+? (Source of Rebate XPz)
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Remaining Rebate XPz:–
Personality
Positive
- Bombastic - Iris is naturally exuberant in her actions and speeches, though she tends to be quite over the top with it, grandiose some may even say
- Loyal - to those she cares enough for, Iris' loyalty is unwavering, she will throw more than everything she has into helping out those she is loyal to.
- Entertaining - classically trained in etiquette, butler duties, instruments and parlor tricks, Iris is easily someone that can keep anyone entertained
- Willful - no matter all of the training she has been through, her spirit refuses to be broken, no matter what, she has a strong will that defies even the fiercest of glares
Negative
- Sour - Though she may be jovial to her allies, her demeanor, manner of speech, and actions tend to come across as sour, scathing to those that do not know her.
- Sadistic - maybe it's learned from those who 'raised' her, maybe it's her venting out built up frustrations, but she sure seems to enjoy doling out punishment in a fight
- Superstitious - plain and simple, Iris is superstitious, of everything. If it's got a rumor and a ritual on how to overcome it, she's gonna adhere to it.
- Stubborn - Tied in to her willful nature, Iris refuses to change her standpoint on most things, she's not one for many second chances.
Appearance
Iris is a lean girl with short messy red hair and amber colored eyes. She's noted easily for the scars along her shoulder blades, oddly in the vague shape of wings, being a sky islander, her wings should be here, but have been removed by force. She tends to keep her back covered almost all of the time, save for very few instances, she will even bathe with a vinyl jacket on to keep her back covered.
Traits
Oxygen Efficiency, which represents their ability to function at full capacity in the thin air of the skies above, granting them superior stamina to other races.
Deftly Dexterous, from all of her training to entertain and the like, Iris has become far more dexterous.
Acutely Accurate, Iris' keen eye for detail and hand-eye-coordination has lead to having improved accuracy above the average person.
Fighting Styles
Name: Little Slugger
Focus: Heavy Hits, Dials, Bat-style weapons
Class: E
Description: Iris' first fighting style revolves around the use of dials by hand, throwing them as projectiles, or smacking them with an iron pipe or bat she keeps on hand. In addition she also relies on these club-like weapons to fight in close quarters or vault over people to get in the middle of crowds.
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Background
Born up in the sky islands as a caged bird, Iris grew up learning to be an entertainer, as part of her family having a great debt to the black market on part of her great grandfather. Inherited through the generations, she would learn her place early on. Juggling, dancing, playing instruments, she was to keep those of the black market who visited the sky islands entertained. The better a job she did, the more they would pay off part of her family's debt, but that interest just kept creeping back on the family.
Overtime, she saw the members of her family fall, be sold off for large sums, or just resign themselves to their fate. She however refused to, even as she grew older, and became more of a prize between different members of the black market for her talents and looks.
Suffering indignity after indignity for the sake of making a little more money than average, she slowly started to twist, refusing to break though, changing from the demure and delicate personality she had to steeling herself for each day in and day out she went through.
One day, enough was enough, the day she was broken physically, and the day she resolved to dig her way through the world, pay off this debt by any means, and get strong enough to bring down the entire black market of the world by her own hands. That was the day she had her wings removed by a rather cruel noble that was visiting during a payment collection. The last thing she heard from this person before her wings were chopped off (and when she broke their jaw with a metal bat), was "At least we can sell these rare feathers for more than a single interest payment for once."
Bleeding, crying, and being chased for her retaliation, Iris made a run outside, through as many people as she could and did the only thing she could to seek freedom. She jumped from the sky islands, on a waver, and fell toward the blues below, where her story of believing the world to be a fantasy made reality begins.
Overtime, she saw the members of her family fall, be sold off for large sums, or just resign themselves to their fate. She however refused to, even as she grew older, and became more of a prize between different members of the black market for her talents and looks.
Suffering indignity after indignity for the sake of making a little more money than average, she slowly started to twist, refusing to break though, changing from the demure and delicate personality she had to steeling herself for each day in and day out she went through.
One day, enough was enough, the day she was broken physically, and the day she resolved to dig her way through the world, pay off this debt by any means, and get strong enough to bring down the entire black market of the world by her own hands. That was the day she had her wings removed by a rather cruel noble that was visiting during a payment collection. The last thing she heard from this person before her wings were chopped off (and when she broke their jaw with a metal bat), was "At least we can sell these rare feathers for more than a single interest payment for once."
Bleeding, crying, and being chased for her retaliation, Iris made a run outside, through as many people as she could and did the only thing she could to seek freedom. She jumped from the sky islands, on a waver, and fell toward the blues below, where her story of believing the world to be a fantasy made reality begins.
