Application for ilpromenade
PLAYER
✧ NAME: sabriel
✧ LJ USERNAME: _sabriel
✧ CONTACT (EMAIL, AIM, MSN, PLURK, ETC.): sabriel@gmail.com
✧ CURRENT MUSE LIST: Jazz
CHARACTER
✧ NAME: Cloud Strife
✧ SERIES: Final Fantasy VII Compilation
✧ HISTORY: http://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Cloud_Strife
✧ TIMELINE: After the events of Advent Children, but before Dirge of Cerebus
✧ PERSONALITY:
Very solemn and quiet, Cloud's not the most talkative of people. He can be standoff-ish and aloof, even a little arrogant if he doesn't know you. At a party, he would be the guy's that all by himself in the corner, an aura of 'don't come near me' and 'why the hell am I even here' around him. As a child Cloud was always naturally shy, and events in his past has simply made this trait even more pronounced in him. He's never really learned how to interact with people, will probably always be more than a little socially awkward around others even as he tries his best to improve. He gets embarrassed easily by compliments, can be so painfully blunt and honest that it offends people, or say things out loud that sound ridiculous but makes perfect sense inside his own head. However, in a battle situation, he will face his enemies head on rather than run, with a strong determination to protect.
And despite his self doubts and the fact that he simply isn't a people person, Cloud is recognized as a good leader, especially by Avalanche. If he sees something that needs to be done, he'll do it himself, or find someone who could do it better than he that can to do it. His orders during battle are always short and to the point, since he doesn't see the need to burden others with his emotions.
He carries a lot of guilt from his past, but slowly he's trying to work past that, though Cloud still has the tendency to brood about past regrets and what he calls his failures. Cloud has a strong urge to protect those he cares about, and it is from this where most of his strength comes from. He is the most loyal friend anyone can ask for; if you are his friend and your life is in danger he'll throw himself in the way of danger to save you. His aloofness may put off people, but once a person gets past that, they'll find Cloud a kind and compassionate young man who genuinely cares about people. If you have his friendship, he will always be the most loyal friends to you.
Cloud’s always been a bit of a loner, and prefers to spend a quiet night messing around with his motorbike than off at a party. His current interests include messing around with his motorbike (either racing by himself in an abandoned stretch of road or taking it apart to try to improve it), photography, and adding to his collection of swords.
✧ ABILITIES/POWERS:
Cloud Strife was once just a normal human being of average height, weight and abilities. Not so after a mad scientist named Hojo got his hands on him for 4 years, in which through constant experimentation and injection of mako and Jenova cells he gained superhuman abilities that includes enhanced strength, speed, agility, endurance and physical senses (hearing, sight, smell, etc). A year of chasing Sephiroth around all over the planet, Zack's memories, and his brief time working as a grunt soldier in Shinra gave him skill and experience with swords of all kinds, and a gun as well, though he'll only ever be mediocre with a gun.
✧ TIME OF ARRIVAL: Day
✧ MASK DESIGN: Just his pair of black bike goggles
✧ PLACE OF SOLACE: Sector VII Church that belonged to Aerith
SAMPLES
✧ FIRST PERSON:
Yuffie asked me out of the blue last night why I chose the delivery business instead of ... something else. She needs to stop calling my phone and asking where Vincent is. I'm NOT Vincent's personal answering machine. Why not a delivery service? A lot of monsters are still frequently attacking the roads between cities and towns, and I like hunting them. I'm not like Tifa or Barret, who can just pack their traveling gear away after a year of constantly moving all over the place and settle down in one place as if nothing's happened. I want to keep moving. I'm sure there are still places on the Planet I've not been to yet.
But I suppose it's nice having a place to go back to. One with warm food, a bed that's not too soft or hard, and company that knows when to leave me alone sometimes.
✧ THIRD PERSON:
A young man was dozing half hidden in the shadows in the corner of an old and half destroyed church. The hole in the ceiling let in the afternoon sun, which made the building a pleasantly warm temperature and the air was filled with the soft scent of flowers and clean fresh water. Cloud's head was pillowed by the dark black cloak he had been wearing earlier. Usually he wouldn't bother with the cloak, but Tifa had stuffed it into his arms earlier, saying there was a dust storm forecasted later. Beside him within easy reach was a huge sword, almost as big as the young man himself. A bit further off at the entrance of the old and decrepit building was a huge black bike. Making a soft murmuring noise, Cloud rolled over to lie on his side, one hand falling to rest near the hilt of the sword.
Cloud was dreaming. Often times his dreams were sad and painful ones, filled with images and acts he had done and those he had failed at, all interposed with a shade of green Cloud had long since thought of as Mako green. But today the dream was different. It was dream of a rare happy memory of his past one he thought he had long forgotten. In dreams, a blonde haired woman with a gentle smile on her face was reading a picture book to a blue-eyed boy whose eyes had not yet gained their bright mako sheen.
But all good things come to an end, especially dreams, and soon enough Cloud woke up. Stretching out, he used a section of a wall as leverage to get him standing again before swinging his sword back onto the harness on his back. A quick shake of his head cleared whatever remaining cobwebs in his mind that was leftover from his impromptu nap. Even now the details of his dream were escaping his mind. "Well, time to be on my way. I promised Denzel and Marlene I'd be back in time for dinner." As much as he loved the peace and quiet of the church, he knew he had to go back. There were people waiting for him, after all.
✧ NAME: sabriel
✧ LJ USERNAME: _sabriel
✧ CONTACT (EMAIL, AIM, MSN, PLURK, ETC.): sabriel@gmail.com
✧ CURRENT MUSE LIST: Jazz
CHARACTER
✧ NAME: Cloud Strife
✧ SERIES: Final Fantasy VII Compilation
✧ HISTORY: http://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Cloud_Strife
✧ TIMELINE: After the events of Advent Children, but before Dirge of Cerebus
✧ PERSONALITY:
Very solemn and quiet, Cloud's not the most talkative of people. He can be standoff-ish and aloof, even a little arrogant if he doesn't know you. At a party, he would be the guy's that all by himself in the corner, an aura of 'don't come near me' and 'why the hell am I even here' around him. As a child Cloud was always naturally shy, and events in his past has simply made this trait even more pronounced in him. He's never really learned how to interact with people, will probably always be more than a little socially awkward around others even as he tries his best to improve. He gets embarrassed easily by compliments, can be so painfully blunt and honest that it offends people, or say things out loud that sound ridiculous but makes perfect sense inside his own head. However, in a battle situation, he will face his enemies head on rather than run, with a strong determination to protect.
And despite his self doubts and the fact that he simply isn't a people person, Cloud is recognized as a good leader, especially by Avalanche. If he sees something that needs to be done, he'll do it himself, or find someone who could do it better than he that can to do it. His orders during battle are always short and to the point, since he doesn't see the need to burden others with his emotions.
He carries a lot of guilt from his past, but slowly he's trying to work past that, though Cloud still has the tendency to brood about past regrets and what he calls his failures. Cloud has a strong urge to protect those he cares about, and it is from this where most of his strength comes from. He is the most loyal friend anyone can ask for; if you are his friend and your life is in danger he'll throw himself in the way of danger to save you. His aloofness may put off people, but once a person gets past that, they'll find Cloud a kind and compassionate young man who genuinely cares about people. If you have his friendship, he will always be the most loyal friends to you.
Cloud’s always been a bit of a loner, and prefers to spend a quiet night messing around with his motorbike than off at a party. His current interests include messing around with his motorbike (either racing by himself in an abandoned stretch of road or taking it apart to try to improve it), photography, and adding to his collection of swords.
✧ ABILITIES/POWERS:
Cloud Strife was once just a normal human being of average height, weight and abilities. Not so after a mad scientist named Hojo got his hands on him for 4 years, in which through constant experimentation and injection of mako and Jenova cells he gained superhuman abilities that includes enhanced strength, speed, agility, endurance and physical senses (hearing, sight, smell, etc). A year of chasing Sephiroth around all over the planet, Zack's memories, and his brief time working as a grunt soldier in Shinra gave him skill and experience with swords of all kinds, and a gun as well, though he'll only ever be mediocre with a gun.
✧ TIME OF ARRIVAL: Day
✧ MASK DESIGN: Just his pair of black bike goggles
✧ PLACE OF SOLACE: Sector VII Church that belonged to Aerith
SAMPLES
✧ FIRST PERSON:
Yuffie asked me out of the blue last night why I chose the delivery business instead of ... something else. She needs to stop calling my phone and asking where Vincent is. I'm NOT Vincent's personal answering machine. Why not a delivery service? A lot of monsters are still frequently attacking the roads between cities and towns, and I like hunting them. I'm not like Tifa or Barret, who can just pack their traveling gear away after a year of constantly moving all over the place and settle down in one place as if nothing's happened. I want to keep moving. I'm sure there are still places on the Planet I've not been to yet.
But I suppose it's nice having a place to go back to. One with warm food, a bed that's not too soft or hard, and company that knows when to leave me alone sometimes.
✧ THIRD PERSON:
A young man was dozing half hidden in the shadows in the corner of an old and half destroyed church. The hole in the ceiling let in the afternoon sun, which made the building a pleasantly warm temperature and the air was filled with the soft scent of flowers and clean fresh water. Cloud's head was pillowed by the dark black cloak he had been wearing earlier. Usually he wouldn't bother with the cloak, but Tifa had stuffed it into his arms earlier, saying there was a dust storm forecasted later. Beside him within easy reach was a huge sword, almost as big as the young man himself. A bit further off at the entrance of the old and decrepit building was a huge black bike. Making a soft murmuring noise, Cloud rolled over to lie on his side, one hand falling to rest near the hilt of the sword.
Cloud was dreaming. Often times his dreams were sad and painful ones, filled with images and acts he had done and those he had failed at, all interposed with a shade of green Cloud had long since thought of as Mako green. But today the dream was different. It was dream of a rare happy memory of his past one he thought he had long forgotten. In dreams, a blonde haired woman with a gentle smile on her face was reading a picture book to a blue-eyed boy whose eyes had not yet gained their bright mako sheen.
But all good things come to an end, especially dreams, and soon enough Cloud woke up. Stretching out, he used a section of a wall as leverage to get him standing again before swinging his sword back onto the harness on his back. A quick shake of his head cleared whatever remaining cobwebs in his mind that was leftover from his impromptu nap. Even now the details of his dream were escaping his mind. "Well, time to be on my way. I promised Denzel and Marlene I'd be back in time for dinner." As much as he loved the peace and quiet of the church, he knew he had to go back. There were people waiting for him, after all.