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Player Information
Name: Qing
Age: 25
AIM SN: jadedincarnate
email: whomovedmyfish@gmail.com
Have you played in an LJ based game before? Yes
Currrently Played Characters: n/a
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Character Information
General
Canon Source: FFVII
Canon Format: Game
Character's Name: Aerith Gainsborough
Character's Age: 22
Conditional: If your character is 13 years of age or under, please clarify how they will be played. n/a
What form will your character's NV take? an iPhone-like sort of device.
Abilities
Character's Canon Abilities: Aerith has a good deal of canon abilities, almost all magical. She doesn't do too well in a physical setting.
In a nutshell: Healing, rendering selected party members invulnerable for a short amount of time, calling down rain (Great Gospel), as it's one of her limit breaks -- but definitely limiting this, speaking to spirits of all sorts; like the Planet, Lifestream, dead people, the wind, using equipped Materia spells, manipulating/coaxing Lifestream, to a certain extent. Basically, what it says here. Aerith is very adept at using all sorts of elemental magic, but she is limited to a certain amount that can be used at any single time. If she uses too much, she gets very tired, and won't be able to use magic for a good long period of time.
In this game, I don't plan to focus on her powers very often. I hope to be focusing more on her healing/support skills, as well as her ability to interact with the life force of the place, spirits, and her gift with the growing/cultivating of flowers, with your permission.
Conditional: If your character has no superhuman canon abilities, what dormant ability will you give them? n/a
Weapons: A staff -- Princess Guard
History/Personality/Plans/etc.
Character History: As her history is quite long, please see link here.
Point in Canon: Immediately after her death. In the events leading to her death, she's said her 'seeya' to Cloud. Well, sort of -- "I'll be going now. I'll be back when it's over." She's made her way to the Temple of the Ancients, and has already started to pray. Naturally, Cloud, possessed by Sephiroth, comes running in to try to kill her. He resists. Sephiroth (Jenova) then comes to finish the job, sinking the sword into her back.
Aerith comes in after Cloud places her body in the river.
Conditional: Brief summary of previous RP history: n/a
Character Personality: Aerith Gainsborough, for one, can be termed as your average girl, with a not quite so average birthright. Born to Ifalna, the Last Cetra and Professor Gast, Aerith is the last remaining half-Cetra on the Planet, a race of Ancients that had once settled on the Planet. But really, that's as far as it goes.
When she was barely twenty days old, Professor Hojo of the ShinRa Company had captured her and her mother - and subjected them to endless experiments for the next seven years, until her mother escaped with her and headed for the Midgar slums. As her mother was dying, she gave Aerith to Elmyra Gainsborough, and from then on, Aerith grew up in the slums.
Growing up in the slums and making a living has the tendency to affect a person. As such, Aerith is a streetwise young woman with a very strong personality, bold enough, sneaky enough, and quick-witted enough to still survive and stay within the area even with officers in the ShinRa company looking for her. Namely, the TURKS, ShinRa's special agents. But she has always grown up with the knowledge that she's different - special; on in her eyes, something of a freak - which is why she's always suppressed the abilities she has as a Cetra, and clings to normalcy.
She used to sell flowers - even when it was said that it was impossible for anything to grow, she managed to nurture a patch of flowers within a church with her abilities in manipulating the Lifestream. She has a deep love for nature and everything in it. Aside from all these, as the game goes along, it is shown that Aerith is a plucky, stubborn, brave person who is wise beyond her years. She's incredibly outgoing and not shy in the least - she probably doesn't even know the meaning of 'shy'. She's an animated character with a wicked sense of humor, and a mischief about her that is quite rare in girls like that. It can be seen when during the incident when Cloud had to cross-dress.
"He always said that just once, he'd like to dress up like a girl."
Unless your standard, generic pretty girl, Aerith is pretty much fearless. She is someone who is far from afraid of voicing her opinions, and most times, she doesn't bother hiding her reactions or her expressions. She does have her temper, of course, and she can be quite immature at times, and such an event can actually be seen in the instance when she talks about her White Materia.
"Mine is special. It's good for absolutely nothing!"
Aerith is not particularly saintly, or particularly perfect - she is just a girl who learns to realize that there are things that she must do. She is also incredibly perceptive in this aspect, with the ability to look through others and see what's important. She has a natural empathy for people, but even then, her years in the slums and avoiding the TURKS had taught her how to lie well, as can be seen when she lies easily to Cloud about why they were pursuing her.
"I think they believe I have what it takes to be in SOLDIER!"
She is not a vicious liar by any means - she just tends to hide important things from people now and then. After all, everyone has to have their secrets, right? She might be open and friendly, but even Aerith has her demons. On the subject of open and friendly, Aerith is someone who can be quite pushy as well, but never quite brassy or abrasive. She's plucky, courageous, and more often than not tends to poke her nose into people's businesses and coax/prod/push them into action. She's interested in people, she generally cares for them - and she can be termed as somewhat idealistic, perhaps. There is an innocence and a blunt straightforwardness about her that is refreshing and clear.
She's often playful and gregarious, having no qualms about teasing people now and then. Aerith is friendly and incredibly flirtatious in a way that demands a reaction - she reaches out to people fully and completely, and does not take 'no' for an answer. It can be seen when she interacts with Cloud in the early stages of the game, where she had been the only one to interact with him properly; more than just asking for help, or just silently sitting by him. She talks, and forces him out as much as she can, asking for answers that he has to think about to give. She has no problems with taking the first step, and it's obvious that she knows exactly what she wants. Most of the time.
In addition to all this, Aerith is a loving, nurturing soul - she's honest, definite, and she doesn't really play games. If she does like a person, she really, truly likes them; offering an affection that is true and honest, and she looks out for them however she can. She doesn't give off subliminal messages, or make someone work for it, or even send mixed signals. She's incredibly frank and honest; and if she wants to say something, she'll say it. If she wants something, she'll say it as well.
...Except when it comes to the things and the actions that she's going to take that she doesn't want people to know. It is then that she would be enigmatic, mysterious about it.
More than anything, Aerith has a staunch optimistic outlook on life - and a willingness and aggressiveness that she has to strive for her future, to grasp it - and in the end, gamble with it. Yes, she's lost, by virtue of Sephiroth's sword through her back, but Aerith is not bitter, nor is she intent on giving up. She looks out and takes care of everything and everyone she cares about; the big sister to the orphans who had lost their parents, always guiding, and always there to give people a push in the right direction when they needed it (and sometimes even when they don't). It might perhaps not be want they want, but even then. She goes out of her way to help people in need, and always asserts that she can take care of herself.
She's always cheerful and upbeat, never letting her sadness get the better of her - especially where people can see it, because she would much rather help them. She is definitely not a person who'll let you know when she's hurt; not generally. Aerith can be nosy, she can be easily carried away with things, but she is never abrasive, and she is polite where it counts. Because ultimately, she's a kindhearted, playful girl with a knowledge and wisdom that makes her older than she really is. She doesn't take kindly to people who think she's useless, and she'll give as good as she gets when she knows that they're doing it. Case in point:
"Hey, that's Cloud's line! '...It's too dangerous, I can't get you involved...' Blah blah blah."
"'Oh, whatever will I do?' Isn't that what you want me to say?"
And while she can flirt with the best of them, Aerith is quite conventional in her beliefs, and she does not take kindly to people who would want to get fresh with her as well, often charging said perverts a hundred gil instead of one if she discovers their intentions. She's not a girl that can easily be taken advantage of, and boy, she hates being a damsel in distress, even if it happens to her a few times. She's not someone who puts on airs, and is definitely not afraid to be herself, even to strangers. She likes to take charge of her situation however she can, but there are times, she understands, when she has to step back and let someone else take over. She understands, but it doesn't mean that she has to like it.
Aerith as a person is fiercely independent and she possesses an incredible amount of inner strength and confidence, and she carries on with her life no matter what happens. Dirt off your shoulder, and all that.
Conditional: Personality development in previous game: n/a
Character Plans: As Aerith is already dead in canon, but has not yet entered the Lifestream, I am interested in having her live her life to the fullest. Come more to terms with her death, with her life, and with what she is. Would definitely love for her to meet people, to meet and mingle with them, to help whenever she can.
Appearance/PB: http://images.wikia.com/finalfantasy/images/b/b7/Aerith%27sface.jpg
Writing Samples
First Person Sample
Oh -- ! So this is how it works... Hellooo, can anyone hear me? Mmm, I guess not -- [A light tapping sound on the communicator, and she speaks again. silly beeps, here and there. for the moment, she sounds lost, distractedly speaking more to herself than anything. ]
So much water, where was I - I'm not supposed to be here, I'm breathing and I- this isn't supposed to happen -
[ There's a long silence, a breath taken as she gathers herself, and this time she's more upbeat when the screen flickers on (no sense letting her secrets spill all over the network). She comes into view, green eyes, brown hair tumbling loose over her shoulders. Still soaked to the bone, and the relatively large bloodstain on her pink dress. Apparently, she's been poking gingerly at it. And still is, hence all the beepbeepbeeeeep!
clearly, she didn't know that what she said earlier had been broadcast. ]
Oooooh, there we are -- hello, hello there!
Well, honestly! So I ended up in here, and someone got all shirty with me for dripping all over the place, and oh-- I might be a mess, but surely, it doesn't mean everyone had to give me such a wide berth when they passed me by. Rude!
Speaking of everyone, though, I don't suppose anyone here would like to help a pretty, lost flower girl out here, would they?
Third Person Sample
There is something distinctly off about the entire thing, a phantom pain in her gut and water, she remembered water and was she drowning? Why wasn't she? She remembered Cloud and white and not this. This is not -
- Aerith sits up with a jolt, green eyes wide and unseeing, if only for a moment. She hasn't - wouldn't - no. No, this doesn't make sense. Aerith feels her heart beating in her ears, pounding in her chest, and she thinks that it shouldn't be, either. She had been praying, right? She was in the hall of her ancestors, the Temple of the Ancients, and then there was pain and oh -
- she looks down at her stomach; and there is bare, flawless skin. And Aerith is confused, lost, disoriented. Where was she? What was she doing here? This wasn't the Lifestream; she was sure that it didn't look like this. And it's warm, different.
She's alive.
She takes in a breath, then two, then three, feeling the oxygen go into the lungs that had shut down earlier, drowned in the blood that had been filling it - because whatever it looked like, death wasn't pretty, but she had been content, satisfied, she knew - somehow, she knew.
She's not supposed to be here. She had helped with Holy and the Lifestream and this is not the place she's supposed to be. She frowns, and it is clear that she's human again. She feels the same, unfamiliar and yet strange, and she wonders why.What is here for her? What does she have to do? What is her purpose? Is she even supposed to be here?
There is an odd sense of violation to add to the confusion, being sucked through some sort of void and displaced without her permission, and Aerith spends a moment gathering her thoughts, assembling them in a chain that will actually make sense, because unless the Lifestream decided to renovate and add solid structures, as well as give her a mortal body, this definitely isn't it.
Nauseated, dizzy and lost, perhaps - and it is a thought that does not comfort her in the least.
...And how strange is that, to think of it after the revelation that yes, she is actually alive and most assuredly breathing? A pinch to make sure that she isn't dreaming (do dead people dream? She hadn't been dead long enough to know yet). So many questions - no answers, and Aerith is determined to change that. It's disarming enough to know that she's revived in a strange place, and it is another thing entirely to know that there doesn't seem to be anyone here able to tell her where she is.
It's a field. A large green field with fences that she does not recognize. It looks run down, almost abandoned, but she knows instinctively that she isn't in the slums, either. It seems to be a stadium of some sort, but she doesn't know what, exactly, it had been meant for and why she is here, of all places.
Lost, she stares at the words, the signs, and memorials and the words of welcome on the fences; disbelieving -- no, no, they must be joking.
This must all be some kind of prank, right? If she could talk to someone, anyone... surely this would all be cleared up.
There is an odd, low hum in her chest now that unsettles her. Does it mean that she's without a doubt really dead? She doesn't recognize the feeling, but it's noninvasive enough for her to set that aside for the moment. Aerith takes in as much as she can, struggling to figure out what this place is, where she has been taken to.
Cautious, wary - and hoping that this isn't one of ShinRa's twisted schemes, because this would really be going too far - she explores her area briefly, looking for something - anything that would tell her where she is, and...
...oh hey, what is this?
She picks up the communicator, an odd device, and she blinks. Well, this does look quite strange. Does it work? Can she reach people with this? Are there even people here? People like her? Maybe is some kind of heaven beyond the Lifestream, or maybe this is some kind of weird experimental thing that belonged to ShinRa. So many different potential for different scenarios, and Aerith isn't sure which of them is correct. She doesn't even know, yet, her next course of action. To find a way to leave? To stay? No, this is just the first step for more information - a prelude to the steps that she would take when she finds out where, exactly, she is.
There's just one way to find out, isn't there?
A brief glance down at her arm, fingers brushing over unblemished, undamaged skin to make sure that she hadn't been injected with anything, and she starts towards where she thinks --hopes -- the exit is.