Character: Yuri Lowell
Series:
Tales of VesperiaCharacter Age: 21
Canon: Terca Lumereis; A land filled with treacherous monsters so powerful that all its inhabitants rely on two primary things. A) The blastia which surrounds their towns and cities with an impenetrable barrier and B) the Imperial Knights who strive to protect those who live there. Unfortunately, most of the Knights tend to see only the nobility and no one else, leaving most of the poorer townsfolk without a saviour. That's where former Imperial Knight Yuri Lowell comes in, though he'll ignore the "saviour" part if you don't mind.
Yuri is the quintessential vigilante of the lower town. Blunt, sarcastic and more than happy to poke fun at people, he would rather watch people run around in circles before he takes a definitive action. Yet despite that, in his own offhand way, Yuri is a helper of the weaker and the downtrodden, often to the extent of sacrificing himself in the process. While slowly broadening his world view, Yuri stands up for the rest. With added sarcasm.
Sample Post:
Oh brother. Look, I'm touched you ran all the way to fetch me. Really, I am. It's very impressive, but you can't really expect to come back with you like that. I mean, if you're going to clap me in chains and drag me off to the Director, the least I expect is that my captors look presentable. Really, you're dropping body parts all over the place, and you didn't even give me a speech, not even a "Halt Yuri Lowell, you villainous scum!". I'm telling you, I am disappointed. Saddened to see you fall so low. Oh, right, your knees dislocated. Take your time with that, I'm not going anywhere. Wow, that must really hurt.
At any rate, you need to pick yourselves up from the ground and act like real defenders of the peace, not defenders of pieces. I suppose I could give you a few pointers. It's not like I have anything better to do at the moment, more's the shame. So... what the heck. You get to be better and who knows, you might actually be a challenge for me. Not that I'm expecting miracles, but hey, if you're dead and walking about, what's another hurdle to you? So here's what I got; first things first, stand up straight. Nobody is going to respect a knight that slouches and can't keep his ribs from knocking together. That's it, you're getting the hang of it. And your ribs are making less noise, which is great, since it was giving me a minor headache. I dub thee half-made knights. Let's see if you have what it takes to be at the top. I know I'm excited.
Now, the next thing every knight seems to possess is the ability to talk like time's standing still for them and their glory. Sometimes, I think it really does. Everything goes slower when they start talking. Using big words has that effect. Now how did they go again... oh right. "Desist, you vile and treacherous knave! Come with us or face the wrath of..." You know, I never did get the name of your brigade. Do you have one? Think fast or I'll make one up for you... All right "...face the wrath of the Deathly Hollowed! You will besmirch this place no longer..." blah blah, you get the idea. Now! I think you're all finally up to standard. Go forth my students, there's nothing left I have to teach you! Unlive long and prosper! Don't forget your noble ways!
... Huh. I wonder when they'll realize they left without me.
Voting went
here with 55/2