app for ms_elegante
Your Name: Taisha
Age: 19
Username: azkaban_hunter
Email: azkabanhuntress@yahoo.com
IM: AIM @ hellotaifoot
Character Name: Levi Bowen-Lee
Background:Levi was born into a normal, middle-class family, with a hard-working father and a stay-at-home mother. Levi was a child who loved playing with others, until his seventh birthday, when he began telling his parents of strange visions he was having. His father wrote it off as childish games, but his mother took him aside and discussed it. She had the same ability - the ability to receive visions and, also, to see into the future. However, as a stay-at-home mom, she had very little use for these visions, though she would use them for her friends and family.
She began teaching Levi how to use his abilities, and told him not to mention it to his father, who didn’t believe in the abilities. As Levi got older, he began to draw away from his friends, and at the onset of puberty his visions and seeing abilities became sporadic and harder to activate, though once he could make them work they were easier to deal with and control.
Levi was a lazy teenager, and found more interest in reading, hanging out, and messing with people than actually studying, or finding a job, or going outside. He ended barely passing high school; with his parents help and some student aid, he went to the local community college for two years, not declaring a major, until he ended up dropping out in his third, to the disappointment of his parents, and his father kicked him out of the house.
Levi was unsure as to where he would go, but his mother contacted him and told him that she would help him get by, and began sending Levi rent money for a crappy apartment he found. (She was disappointed, but she wanted him safe rather than on the streets).
Levi took any job he could in the meanwhile - fast food, janitorial, anything to get money to help pay bills and to save money. Eventually, using the skills she taught him and some he learned himself, he began running a fortune shop out of the apartment as well, and with the money he saved and a down payment from his mother, bought a shop with a small back apartment in the local tourist-trap section of his home’s Chinatown.
At this point 22 years old, Levi settled into a comfortable existence - comfortable for him, anyways. He made enough money as a fortune teller, though he would take side jobs sometimes when business was slow, and although he wasn’t famous, raking in cash, or extremely stable, he felt happy with his life.
So he left it that way for seven years. He was a little lonely, so he got a Siamese cat named Davie, and swore he was fine with that.
When he was 29, however, his mother began to fall ill, having small strokes until finally the big one hit, and she died. He went to her funeral, to the reading of the will, cut off ties with his father rather anticlimactically (he never called, and neither did his father, and both seemed content with this) and wondered what he was going to do with his life, now that the person who cared most about him besides his cat was gone.
And that, of course, is when he ran into Alethea Westerholt. Perhaps more accurately, he was shown a vision of her, and ended up finding her soon after she ran away from her parents. She had abilities similar to his, and so he brought her home, and found out her story, and let her stay in the shop/house to recover.
It ended up becoming something of a mutual partnership, since Davie was fond of her; Thea doing things Levi normally took a while to get around too (cleaning, dishes, laundry), and Levi eventually training her in some of the skills his mother had, as well as his fortune-telling abilities, where he found she excelled in the areas he lacked in. So he brought her on as his other fortune-telling-partner, and eventually began pushing her to go to college, something he hadn’t succeeded with.
He and Thea have been living together for about a year when he’s pulled onto the Elegante.
Appearance: Levi is a squish man! Age 30, he stands about 5’7, with shaggy brown hair and blue eyes. His physique is average, with a bit of a paunch on his belly, and he tends to wear button-up shirts with wifebeaters, old jeans, and a well-worn tan jacket. His PB is Aaron Stanford.
Spoken / written languages: English, broken Mandarin and enough Spanish to find the bathroom and order food and beer.
Abilities: Levi’s a lover, not a fighter. However, he does have some psychic abilities.
The first is the ability to receive visions, which usually manifest as a series of images and information being beamed into his head. It doesn’t hurt him, but it can leave him with a headache afterward. The events depicted in the visions almost always occur within a week of receiving them, but do not always happen, usually because of Levi interfering with them. They are infrequent or as frequent as they want to be, and Levi cannot trigger them. On the Elegante, Levi wouldn’t be able to receive visions without approval of the people creating the events in question.
The second is the ability to see into someone’s future, usually known as scrying, but he doesn’t need a crystal ball. While this sounds similar to the vision ability, this is an ability that Levi can control, but it only works fifty percent of the time, on a random chance (I’d flip a coin.) and he needs to be in front of the person to read their future ‘line’. It allows him to see up to a week into the future of his subject (but usually sticks to a few days into the future), and lets him know of as many or as little of the events that can occur. This also comes with a warning that the future is fluid, and knowing about them can cause these events to change. Also, he wouldn’t be able to read anyone without player permission, obviously.
Besides the psychic ones, Levi can also read palms, scry conventionally (in which he usually makes shit up), read tarot cards, dowse (though not well), read tea leaves, throw stones, etc.
Items: Just his pajamas. With mod permission, I’d like to bring Davie on board as well, his cat? The cat has no special abilities, is a Siamese, and is just whiny and cuddly and he’ll keep it in his room and feed it and and and /trails off. However, if he must remain off-boat that is fine as well. He will miss his kitty ;w;
Third Person Sample: It takes intense concentration to read someone’s future. A control of emotions, a blocking out of outside influences, where he is. He has to focus on that line, that core, that essence of another person, and push his mind into it, to see where that line leads, to interpret the images and the feelings he gets. But he has to push his way into that invisible, important line.
Pushing… pushing… come on he is so focusing here don’t do this to him…
Nothing.
Levi peeks an eye open at his customer, a slim college girl, probably a runner, who has her eyes closed, her hands at her sides as he instructed. She seems to be concentrating. He has no idea what her future entails; his abilities aren’t working for her.
He clears his throat, and she opens her eyes. He’s already moved his gaze to the cloudy crystal ball on the table, leaning in a bit.
“Can you see it?” he says, his tone full of serious awe. The girl - Cara, he thinks she said her name was - leans forward as well, squinting into the glass. There’s nothing in the glass; it’s plain crystal, with cloudy formations inside, making it easier for anyone looking in to interpret what they see as what they want.
“Nnno?” She says after a moment, in a tone that suggests she should maybe see something. Levi gives her a little grin and leans forward.
“Well, I do. I can see somethin’ positive happenin’ in your future, a big finish. An important victory of some kind,” he says. It’s fudging and he knows it. The girl doesn’t, though.
“I do have that decathlon coming up next week,” she murmurs under her breath, and he snaps his fingers, pointing at her after a moment.
“That must be it! It wasn’t bein’ very specific what you were goin’ to win at,” he tells her, still grinning. That sentence will also cover his ass. She might just pass a test, or win at a lottery ticket instead. If she doesn’t win the decathlon and comes back to ask, he can blame the ‘shadowy, cloudy nature of seeing.’
Cara smiles. “I hope you’re right,” she says, getting up from the table. Levi gets up as well, reaching for her hand and taking it in his, patting the back of her hand with a serious expression.
“Fortune and luck never lie, my friend.”
It’s hard to keep a straight face saying that, but he manages.
First Person Sample: Now see, I don’t actually rip people off, you know. I’m good at readin’ tarot cards, or stones or tea leaves. And I’m good at teachin’ how to meditate - clears the mind, you know.
And I can actually see the future, you hear! Sometimes, that is. The abilities a bit bunky, I have to say. Doesn’t really work half the time, and the other half it doesn’t let me see very far. So scryin’ I’m usually flyin’ blind for. That’s what the crystal ball is for, but sometimes I’ll use incense. Easier to fool a person wantin’ me to read the smoke.
But hey, I tell people to go for the tarot readin’s! Or to ask Thea to scry for them. She’s a lot better at it than I am.
Preferred Quarters: Next to Thea on Deck 12.
Age: 19
Username: azkaban_hunter
Email: azkabanhuntress@yahoo.com
IM: AIM @ hellotaifoot
Character Name: Levi Bowen-Lee
Background:Levi was born into a normal, middle-class family, with a hard-working father and a stay-at-home mother. Levi was a child who loved playing with others, until his seventh birthday, when he began telling his parents of strange visions he was having. His father wrote it off as childish games, but his mother took him aside and discussed it. She had the same ability - the ability to receive visions and, also, to see into the future. However, as a stay-at-home mom, she had very little use for these visions, though she would use them for her friends and family.
She began teaching Levi how to use his abilities, and told him not to mention it to his father, who didn’t believe in the abilities. As Levi got older, he began to draw away from his friends, and at the onset of puberty his visions and seeing abilities became sporadic and harder to activate, though once he could make them work they were easier to deal with and control.
Levi was a lazy teenager, and found more interest in reading, hanging out, and messing with people than actually studying, or finding a job, or going outside. He ended barely passing high school; with his parents help and some student aid, he went to the local community college for two years, not declaring a major, until he ended up dropping out in his third, to the disappointment of his parents, and his father kicked him out of the house.
Levi was unsure as to where he would go, but his mother contacted him and told him that she would help him get by, and began sending Levi rent money for a crappy apartment he found. (She was disappointed, but she wanted him safe rather than on the streets).
Levi took any job he could in the meanwhile - fast food, janitorial, anything to get money to help pay bills and to save money. Eventually, using the skills she taught him and some he learned himself, he began running a fortune shop out of the apartment as well, and with the money he saved and a down payment from his mother, bought a shop with a small back apartment in the local tourist-trap section of his home’s Chinatown.
At this point 22 years old, Levi settled into a comfortable existence - comfortable for him, anyways. He made enough money as a fortune teller, though he would take side jobs sometimes when business was slow, and although he wasn’t famous, raking in cash, or extremely stable, he felt happy with his life.
So he left it that way for seven years. He was a little lonely, so he got a Siamese cat named Davie, and swore he was fine with that.
When he was 29, however, his mother began to fall ill, having small strokes until finally the big one hit, and she died. He went to her funeral, to the reading of the will, cut off ties with his father rather anticlimactically (he never called, and neither did his father, and both seemed content with this) and wondered what he was going to do with his life, now that the person who cared most about him besides his cat was gone.
And that, of course, is when he ran into Alethea Westerholt. Perhaps more accurately, he was shown a vision of her, and ended up finding her soon after she ran away from her parents. She had abilities similar to his, and so he brought her home, and found out her story, and let her stay in the shop/house to recover.
It ended up becoming something of a mutual partnership, since Davie was fond of her; Thea doing things Levi normally took a while to get around too (cleaning, dishes, laundry), and Levi eventually training her in some of the skills his mother had, as well as his fortune-telling abilities, where he found she excelled in the areas he lacked in. So he brought her on as his other fortune-telling-partner, and eventually began pushing her to go to college, something he hadn’t succeeded with.
He and Thea have been living together for about a year when he’s pulled onto the Elegante.
Appearance: Levi is a squish man! Age 30, he stands about 5’7, with shaggy brown hair and blue eyes. His physique is average, with a bit of a paunch on his belly, and he tends to wear button-up shirts with wifebeaters, old jeans, and a well-worn tan jacket. His PB is Aaron Stanford.
Spoken / written languages: English, broken Mandarin and enough Spanish to find the bathroom and order food and beer.
Abilities: Levi’s a lover, not a fighter. However, he does have some psychic abilities.
The first is the ability to receive visions, which usually manifest as a series of images and information being beamed into his head. It doesn’t hurt him, but it can leave him with a headache afterward. The events depicted in the visions almost always occur within a week of receiving them, but do not always happen, usually because of Levi interfering with them. They are infrequent or as frequent as they want to be, and Levi cannot trigger them. On the Elegante, Levi wouldn’t be able to receive visions without approval of the people creating the events in question.
The second is the ability to see into someone’s future, usually known as scrying, but he doesn’t need a crystal ball. While this sounds similar to the vision ability, this is an ability that Levi can control, but it only works fifty percent of the time, on a random chance (I’d flip a coin.) and he needs to be in front of the person to read their future ‘line’. It allows him to see up to a week into the future of his subject (but usually sticks to a few days into the future), and lets him know of as many or as little of the events that can occur. This also comes with a warning that the future is fluid, and knowing about them can cause these events to change. Also, he wouldn’t be able to read anyone without player permission, obviously.
Besides the psychic ones, Levi can also read palms, scry conventionally (in which he usually makes shit up), read tarot cards, dowse (though not well), read tea leaves, throw stones, etc.
Items: Just his pajamas. With mod permission, I’d like to bring Davie on board as well, his cat? The cat has no special abilities, is a Siamese, and is just whiny and cuddly and he’ll keep it in his room and feed it and and and /trails off. However, if he must remain off-boat that is fine as well. He will miss his kitty ;w;
Third Person Sample: It takes intense concentration to read someone’s future. A control of emotions, a blocking out of outside influences, where he is. He has to focus on that line, that core, that essence of another person, and push his mind into it, to see where that line leads, to interpret the images and the feelings he gets. But he has to push his way into that invisible, important line.
Pushing… pushing… come on he is so focusing here don’t do this to him…
Nothing.
Levi peeks an eye open at his customer, a slim college girl, probably a runner, who has her eyes closed, her hands at her sides as he instructed. She seems to be concentrating. He has no idea what her future entails; his abilities aren’t working for her.
He clears his throat, and she opens her eyes. He’s already moved his gaze to the cloudy crystal ball on the table, leaning in a bit.
“Can you see it?” he says, his tone full of serious awe. The girl - Cara, he thinks she said her name was - leans forward as well, squinting into the glass. There’s nothing in the glass; it’s plain crystal, with cloudy formations inside, making it easier for anyone looking in to interpret what they see as what they want.
“Nnno?” She says after a moment, in a tone that suggests she should maybe see something. Levi gives her a little grin and leans forward.
“Well, I do. I can see somethin’ positive happenin’ in your future, a big finish. An important victory of some kind,” he says. It’s fudging and he knows it. The girl doesn’t, though.
“I do have that decathlon coming up next week,” she murmurs under her breath, and he snaps his fingers, pointing at her after a moment.
“That must be it! It wasn’t bein’ very specific what you were goin’ to win at,” he tells her, still grinning. That sentence will also cover his ass. She might just pass a test, or win at a lottery ticket instead. If she doesn’t win the decathlon and comes back to ask, he can blame the ‘shadowy, cloudy nature of seeing.’
Cara smiles. “I hope you’re right,” she says, getting up from the table. Levi gets up as well, reaching for her hand and taking it in his, patting the back of her hand with a serious expression.
“Fortune and luck never lie, my friend.”
It’s hard to keep a straight face saying that, but he manages.
First Person Sample: Now see, I don’t actually rip people off, you know. I’m good at readin’ tarot cards, or stones or tea leaves. And I’m good at teachin’ how to meditate - clears the mind, you know.
And I can actually see the future, you hear! Sometimes, that is. The abilities a bit bunky, I have to say. Doesn’t really work half the time, and the other half it doesn’t let me see very far. So scryin’ I’m usually flyin’ blind for. That’s what the crystal ball is for, but sometimes I’ll use incense. Easier to fool a person wantin’ me to read the smoke.
But hey, I tell people to go for the tarot readin’s! Or to ask Thea to scry for them. She’s a lot better at it than I am.
Preferred Quarters: Next to Thea on Deck 12.