Post by ven on Jan 30, 2011 1:18:11 GMT -5
♥IT'S MY LIFE♥
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"Whatever it takes. Anything to save Terra and Aqua."
♥It's Now Or Never♥[/size]
Name: Ventus (Ven)
Age: 15
Which game are you from: Kingdom Hearts: Birth By Sleep
Weapons/Abilities: Keyblade (Wayward Wind); Basic thunder and cure magic and wind-based skills.
Canon or OC: Canon
♥I Ain't Gonna Live Forever♥[/size]
Personality: Ven is easy-going and a sweetie. He'll help anyone out at the drop of a hat, and thinks nothing of risking his life for another. After all, that's what his training's for. He's fiercely loyal to his friends, Terra in particular.
Apart from all that goodness, Ven can be immature and bratty when he wants to. It doesn't take much to make him flip out and run off, but at the end of the day he knows in his heart who his friends are, and he'll return to them to do the right thing. He'd rather suffer for their sake than ever do anything to hurt them.
History: Ven first started learning the art of the Keyblade from a certain Master Xehanort. But Xehanort's methods were tough on him, and eventually Xehanort wanted him to use darkness to fight darkness. But Ven wouldn't or couldn't and so Xehanort created Vanitas as his dark half. This left Ven's heart shattered. When Xehanort brought him to Destiny Islands, a young boy named Sora offered his light to heal the shattered parts.
It still took Ven time to get over the damage done. Xehanort brought him to an old friend, Eraqus, and once he awoke from a coma Ven trained with the other pupils Terra and Aqua. Terra he grew especially close to. So close that once the day of the Mark of Mastery exam finally came and Terra lost, Ven was thoroughly shaken by the masked boy who appeared in his room and hinted that Terra would soon be consumed by darkness.
Ven ran off and had a multitude of adventures out in the stars, all against Eraqus's judgment and Aqua's pleas to return home. Vanitas beat him down and nearly killed him out there. Even Terra ordered him to head back. With neither of his friends supporting him and no way to reach Terra, Ven stubbornly tried to distance himself from them. But he couldn't deny the strong ties they still had and couldn't get them off his mind when he knew they were in danger. Through making new friends in the stars, he found the old ones still warming his heart. So he returned home to Eraqus and discovered that he had to be destroyed. Terra came to save him at the last minute, sending Ven to Destiny Islands and escape. There, Vanitas threatened to destroy both his friends.
With no choice, Ven returned to the Keyblade Graveyard for a titanic final battle that lasted between Master Xehanort, Vanitas, Terra, Aqua, and himself. In the midst of it, Ven was beaten down and frozen and unable to stop Vanitas from tearing into Aqua. Before Vanitas struck the final blow, though, he got to his feet and fighting, thus creating the X-blade that Vanitas and Xehanort had been after all along. Only by splitting Ventus's darkness from his light was this possible. But the X-blade was broken and Vanitas insisted that Ven join him. This resulted in a fight that Ven won, and Vanitas was cast back into darkness. It only wounded Ven's heart more in the end, making him catatonic as his heart slept within Sora.
Likes: His friends, meteor showers, ice cream
Dislikes: Vanitas, losing
♥This Ain't A Song For The Brokenhearted♥[/size]
RP Sample:Roxas had been through a lot in the year he'd lived as a Nobody, and a lot had changed. He'd gone from a lifeless zombie of a kid to a boy with true understanding, emotions or none, and slowly lost all his allies one by one. First Xion, then Naminé, then even Axel, and both the entire Organization and his tiny quartet of never-friends had crumbled around him like playing card castles. From knowing nothing to knowing everything, back to knowing nothing, and then to knowing too much. So much had changed.
But running from the Organization still sucked.
They had eyes everywhere. Dusks could catch up with him without his knowledge, report back, and have a cloaked ambassador at his doorstep within the hour. Berserkers could ambush him in an alleyway. Sorcerers could surround him without warning and attempt to relieve him of his consciousness. Even his own Samurai could attack him.
So Roxas spent a lot of time running from things just like in the old days. He was doing that now, spiked zipperpull jingling by his throat as he swung his arms smoothly and dashed in a familiar way that didn't actually belong to him. He took a moment to glance behind him, turned a corner, and ran point blank into a girl, sending them both sprawling. Roxas sat up, reaching for his elbow where it hit the ground and hissing, but got up and looked to her first. "Oh, man, I'm sorry about that, are you alr...are..." For a moment he just stared, forgetting about Sora and the Organization and the Nobodies that might still be chasing him and everything because that face called to something deep within him that hadn't been awake in years.
"Do I...know you?"
How did you find us: I'm an old member. Figure me out and maybe I'll give you something neat. Like a winking emoticon.
Custom Title: The Wayward Wind
Anything else you want to shout out: WHAT IS LOVE?
Password: You don't need a reason to help people.
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