Post by az on Feb 7, 2011 18:18:16 GMT -6
( AZ )
[/font]( INFINITE , ISO , MEISA KUROKI , ROGUE)
( INTELLIGENT , TOUGH , SARCASTIC , CREATIVE, ARTISTIC)[/center]
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AZ CAME LIKE ANY OTHER ISO; CURIOUS, CHILDLIKE, AND HUNGRY FOR KNOWLEDGE. OVER TIME SHE DEVELOPED A MORE COARSE PERSONALITY, SHE WANTED TO MAKE SOMETHING MORE OF HERSELF, SO SHE TOOK ADVANTAGE OF HER INTELLIGENCE AND STARTED TO LEARN ALL SHE COULD. SHE IS AN ACCOMPLISHED ARTIST AND HACKER, AS WELL AS A FIGHTER. LIVING AMONG THE REALMS OF ROGUE PROGRAMS AND UNPLEASANT CHARACTERS OF THE GRID, SHE HAS LEARNED TO FIGHT QUITE WELL WITH A LIGHT SWORD. DISCS? NOT REALLY HER THING. SHE DOESN'T HAVE THE BEST AIM. HOWEVER, ASK HER TO DO ANYTHING INVOLVING COMPUTERS, AND SHE COULD PROBABLY DO IT AND THINK NOTHING OF IT.
HER PRIMARY JOB IS THIEVERY. YES, SHE'S A REGULAR CAT BURGLAR, AND RATHER GOOD AT IT, TOO. HER BOSS IS A FELLOW ROGUE PROGRAM LIVING IN THE DARKER AREAS OF THE CITY, AND SHE GETS PAID HANDSOMELY FOR HER ENDEAVORS. AND, THANKS TO HER SKILL IN NEGOTIATION, SHE'S MANAGED TO GET HER BOSS SOMEWHAT WRAPPED AROUND HER FINGER. IN OTHER WORDS, THEY'RE ON EQUAL GROUND WITH EACH OTHER. NONE OF THAT "WHEN I SAY WALK, YOU SAY HOW FAR" BUSINESS. HER CIRCUITRY IS WHITE, BEMOANING NO PARTICULAR ALLIANCE TO ANYTHING.
SHE'S GOT SOMEWHAT OF A DARK, YET DETERMINED PERSONALITY THAT SHOWS WHEN YOU SO MUCH AS TALK TO HER. AZ DOESN'T TAKE CRAP FROM OTHERS, AND HER MANNER OF SPEAKING IS USUALLY BRISK AND TO THE POINT. IT'S BEEN SAID SHE USES BIG WORDS WHEN SHE'S FLUSTERED OR UPSET, BUT SHE DENIES THESE CLAIMS. SHE IS USUALLY A RATHER AMIABLE PERSON IF YOU GET ON HER GOOD SIDE, HER DARK SENSE OF HUMOR AND EVERLASTING SARCASM MIGHT TURN PEOPLE OFF AT FIRST, BUT IT GROWS ON YOU ONCE YOU REALIZE SHE'S NOT TRYING TO BE A JERK. SHE HATES IDIOTS, PEOPLE WHO TRY TO CONTROL HER, AND MOST AUTHORITY. STRANGELY, THOUGH, SHE HAS A SOFT SIDE WHEN IT COMES TO CERTAIN PEOPLE OR SITUATIONS, THOUGH.
TRIVIA:
- Az likes computers. A lot. Please don't insult her computer skills.
- She likes adventures and thrills. So yes, she will willingly take a swan dive from a two-story building.
- Parkour? Yes. Lots of it.
- She's tiny. Well, not tiny tiny. She's a little over five feet tall. But don't judge her by her size...you'll regret it.
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EXPERIENCE 6+
WHERE DID YOU FIND US Caution, I think
CONTACT PM
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
Some say the best of friends congregate in the strangest of places.
It was almost close to being dark, a time which Azylia found most interesting. She sat on a rock at the top of the hill, watching that waste-filled river below her and wondering if any drunks would try to swim the thing tonight. Her main concern, however, was the bag sitting behind her, filled with five clinking bottles of none other than some of the best vodka around. When she'd told the first mate on the Nemisis she'd be out with her friends that night, he'd given her the vodka and told her to have a good night.
"Ain't a good outin' without a swig," he'd told her with a cheery grin. The man was good-natured and a hilarious drunk, though not around the Captain. Even so, Az had never had a 'swig' before. She'd never really bothered. While it was funny to watch drunks striding about in their underclothes in the middle of the night whilst singing the bawdiest songs, Az wasn't sure she wanted it to happen to her. Almost sure.
She sighed and turned around on the stone, reaching down to look through the bag again. Selecting a bottle, she pulled it out and sniffed the cork. It smelled somewhat like vinegar.
The kestrel on her shoulder made a displeased sound and a snorty, dainty bird sneeze. Maybe it was too strong for her. "I know, but they say it tastes like candy," the angel replied, scratching at the cork. She didn't try to twist it off, but maybe Felix or Nick knew how. Then maybe she'd see for herself whether the stuff tasted like the very finest of candies or not.
"Come on, you icklenobs," she muttered into the night, giving her stiff wings a bit of a shake. "I haven't got all bloody night."
It was almost close to being dark, a time which Azylia found most interesting. She sat on a rock at the top of the hill, watching that waste-filled river below her and wondering if any drunks would try to swim the thing tonight. Her main concern, however, was the bag sitting behind her, filled with five clinking bottles of none other than some of the best vodka around. When she'd told the first mate on the Nemisis she'd be out with her friends that night, he'd given her the vodka and told her to have a good night.
"Ain't a good outin' without a swig," he'd told her with a cheery grin. The man was good-natured and a hilarious drunk, though not around the Captain. Even so, Az had never had a 'swig' before. She'd never really bothered. While it was funny to watch drunks striding about in their underclothes in the middle of the night whilst singing the bawdiest songs, Az wasn't sure she wanted it to happen to her. Almost sure.
She sighed and turned around on the stone, reaching down to look through the bag again. Selecting a bottle, she pulled it out and sniffed the cork. It smelled somewhat like vinegar.
The kestrel on her shoulder made a displeased sound and a snorty, dainty bird sneeze. Maybe it was too strong for her. "I know, but they say it tastes like candy," the angel replied, scratching at the cork. She didn't try to twist it off, but maybe Felix or Nick knew how. Then maybe she'd see for herself whether the stuff tasted like the very finest of candies or not.
"Come on, you icklenobs," she muttered into the night, giving her stiff wings a bit of a shake. "I haven't got all bloody night."
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