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Basic info
Name: Flip Nelson
Age: 18
Birthday: July 4
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Height: 5'11
Weight: 200lb
Face Claim: Yamanbagiri Kunihiro/ Touken Ranbu
Stats
STR: 4
DEF: 3
RES: 3
SPT: 2
Aura 150|150 HP
Personality
Group: Warriors
Likes: Training, Sweets, Traveling
Dislikes: Weakling, Living behind the city walls, Having to lead
Fears: Dying alone, Being place in charge with the lives of others, Losing his new home to the Grims
Overall Personality: Flip has a soldier mentality when it come to his Hunter training and life. He strives to be the best he can with either the sword or as a Huntsmen. Because of this he has great respect for those known for their power/strength, shown respect back to him, and those who have beaten him. However, he also believes respect must be given to be received and will go out of his way to be a dick to those believing themselves above others without reason. This soldier's mind has also hurt him in the sense of his family as both his parents expected him to take over the role of the head of the family. An idea he himself is not too fond of.
However, growing up a nomad before his family decided to setter down in the Bellmuse help shape Flip into his survivalist mindset of the Strong must protect the weak. Making him a bit condescending to those he thinks weaker than himself. A habit he has tried breaking out of. Along with that Flip is also still new to the life of the city and being around so many people. Making his horrible people skills all the more apparent. The peaceful life in the safety of the city wall is still very new to the young man as he stands spear ready all time of the day.
His oddest trait yet is his family feeling towards the Grims. For generations his family thought it member two things about the Grims. First to fear them and second to respect them. To fear something has been to never underestimate it and they believe you must respect anything that has the power to kill you.
Abilities
Aura type: Power
Aura Color: Brilliant Tan
Semblance: Weight Manipulation (Buff): Allow the user to manipulate their own and the weight of the object they touch (within reason). Note that this instantly lose it's effect as soon as the said object leave the user to touch. This allows the user to rapidly increase or decrease their weight for various situations. Such as decreasing the weight to allow the user to jump higher than normal or to increase the user weight to strengthen their attack or defense.
Item 1: Spear (Jager): A common weapon for those with little or to no training in the art of fighting, but for those who have trained with one the spear is the king of close to mid range fighting. Originally belonging to his father Jager is a durable spear of five and half foot length. When not in used the spear folds into itself, reducing it down to a small tube to allow carrying on the user back.
- Jager:
Item 2: Magical Armor (Duster Cloak): The armor is an faded weather white color cloak that long enough to wrap around and hide the user full body. The cloak is embedded with bit of dust allowing it stronger defense against dust attacks. The cloak can be allowed to flow openly behind almost like a cape or quickly coating oneself with the cloak upon attacks.
- Duster Cloak:
History and Sample
- History:
- Like many of his clan Flip grew up without a homeland or even a hometown to look back upon in memories. For as long back as their records told his clan had always been Nomads traveling the lands of the Remnant. The fact they had been able to wander for many years give testimony to his family teaching in the way of the warriors. This was the life Flip were born into. From birth Flip was trained in the way of their clan and to fight. It wasn't an easy life as both his parents were strict in his training and teaching, but it was needed. For being weak would only hold the clan back and as the son of one clan best fighter there and much expectation placed on him to follow his father's footstep. And Follow the young man did as he killed his first Grim at the age of ten. A memory that still sit close to his heart as the first time he fought with fear in his heart and the first time he seen death at the hands of the Grims.
The time following that only seems like a blink in the eye of time as his clan slowly traveled less and less. With the death of the former clan leader Flip father took up the sword to be the next leader and shocked everyone when he told them his idea. He believed it was time for the clan to find itself a real home! Many in the clan were against this as this life was all they knew, but Flip father stood steady with his ideas. After what felt like months of debating the clan were split down the middle to the idea with half ready to setter down and rest and the other side not willing to let go of it nomadic history. In truth Flip to stood against the idea of his own father, but reluctantly agreed with his father wishes.
With that the clan for the first time in its history went it separate ways: With half continuing its never ending march and the other half heading toward a quickly growing Kingdom of Bellmuse. It would be here that Flip would find his new path in life in the Syne Academy. Where the other in his clan could enjoy the somewhat new peaceful life in their new home there was still the threat of the Grim for many. So with spear in hand Flip joined the Academy to push his skills further and learn not only how to fight, but also to protect.
- RP Sample:
- The rays of light slowly broke through the cloudy sky as the morning came to life. The young man lying in bed tired his best to avoid this light, yet the large window toward the foot of his bed allow the light in sting his eyes. When moving in Flip purposely picked this room for this reason as a mean for a nature alarm clock. Still, he found himself day after day fighting with himself to wake up and start the day so early. Once this was a needed exercise in his family daily life, but that had ended just under half a year ago. No more did he have to sleep with one eye open on the watch for Grim's attacks. Once he often awoke from a hard sleep with a sore back and stiff limbs from sleeping on the ground only to go right back into the hard daily work of his normed family. Now he slept in a warm bed under a dry roof in the safely of a house and yet... He could not grow used this. Unlike many of the others who accepted this need life with open arms, he still somewhat stood against it.
However, the time to complain about soft beds and dry roof was long pass and a fool's argument at best. He knew full well what his father was trying to do for the clan. Giving the old the first time a place to rest and giving the young ones a place they could grow up without a weapon in their hands. In this, however, was where his own problem was. He was in the middle of this: Old enough to have lived most of his life with weapon in hand, but not young enough to simply go back to a carefree life as a child. Sitting on the side of his bed Flip stared at the cylinder laying across his lap. The weapon Jager that shared the same name as to what he would become. He had made his mind up and despite his parents disapproving of his choice he would become an Huntsmen. Putting down the spear and taking up a trade was just something Flip couldn't see himself doing, nor something he wanted to do. This Kingdom was small, but it was fighting back against the Grim of it's land and that was something he understood. Fighting was in his blood and bout all he knew of the world so it was time he learn something else. He smiled as he pushed off the bed to dress himself for the day and head into town. "Learning more than how to fight." He said slipping the cylinder over his shoulder. It was time for him to learn how to protect from this so called Academy.
Last edited by Flip Nelson on Sun Nov 29, 2015 10:05 pm; edited 1 time in total
