Post by aspen on May 29, 2010 13:58:19 GMT -5
{ e z i o . a u d i t o r e . d a . f i r e n z e }
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heritage
→ 'ezio' - unknown
→ 'auditore' - father's surname
→ 'da firenze' - 'of florence' because his father wanted him to achieve great things[/blockquote][/ul]
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family tree
there is not enough knowledge of the family tree.
quick history
Ezio had no clue who he was born to or where he was born, but something inside him drove his heart bad. There was no scent of his father or mother near him, making it so he had no idea who they were. This worried him a little bit, but he barely cared and thus left his home to wander wherever he wanted to go, having lost his memory shortly after weaning. He scented other cats in the forest but did not talk to them or confer with them, sticking rather close to himself emotionally and physically. He became stealthier as the months passed. It took a while for him to actually begin talking to others.
Ezio and Altaïr met when they were young, possibly apprenticed aged if they were in a Clan. They grew together, creeping around the forests as if they could kill those that harmed everyone. They had been lightly trained at that point, not enough for them to have been as successful as they wanted to. However, they managed to train quickly, strong and faithful. Their mysteriousness grew, only trusting in each other and themselves. Cats of the Creed usually took a master to guide them; however, not these ones. Ezio and Altaïr were sworn against Templars for reasons that only they knew. Altaïr met a she-cat once, her name unmentionable, and they fell in love.
Ezio was hurt by this; when they had accepted the laws of the Creed, they had also rejected love until they were older. He fled from them, leaving them to never see them again. Then he returned in the night and watched them, waiting. He had not alerted the Templars of their presences, but they came anyway. When Ezio was forced to strike in attempt to save their lives, Altaïr attacked him to get him away from his lover, who Ezio was forced to tackle into the nearby river. She floated away, the friends fighting before they could manage to rescue her. She herself couldn't swim; and so, she was lost. After a long battle, they gave up and accepted each other as friends once more. She is still lost to them, likely in the clutches of the Templars.[/blockquote][/blockquote]
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relationshipssee the family tree for family
acquaintances ;; none
friends ;; bella
close friends ;; none
best friends ;; altaïr ibn-la'ahad
dislikes ;; everyone
enemies ;; none
hates ;; none
death wishes ;; templars
exes ;; none
flirt ;; none
crush ;; none
mate ;; none
fears ;; none
despises ;; none
future kills ;; templars
past kills ;; none[/blockquote][/blockquote]
quick personality
A strong, forceful tom; however, he is a bit of a ladies-man once you get down to it. A little bit of an, ah, indecisive dick, I suppose, Ezio can be friendly when you're on his good side. He can also be extremely haunting, as well as dangerous if you know his intentions. Jaws constantly open to release hateful, sharp words, much like his friends'. Strong, he is very athletic physically, mentally, and emotionally. He is a strong problem solver and always wants to help those that aren't on the lower part of his list.
He's always willing to help a she-cat in trouble, as long as he can either get his way with her or get a little bit of his bloodthirstiness out, lashing out on someone he dislikes intensely. He is an extreme rulebreaker, mysterious and creepy. Stealthy, a cat would be lucky to hear his pawsteps before he ripped their heads off. He is cold to those that have any possibility of harming him or those he does not trust; Ezio has a certain lack of mercy that is sometimes dropped when he feels like releasing it-- however, that isn't the most common thing.
Ezio does have a soft side for the ladies; well, of course he does. He is an intense charmer, always willing to do just about anything for them. He likes to remain active constantly, only staying still for more that a few moments when he's asleep. He can be trusted with many things, though be cautious if there's any possibility of having him as an enemy in the future. He doesn't forget things easily and holds grudges in both anger and frustration, a trait that he learned from fellow loners roaming about in the wilderness. There are many ways that he could take himself, simply with his personality; at the moment, he's a bit on the darker side.[/blockquote][/blockquote]
physical[/ul][/size]
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quick appearance
Dark slits rarely widen, taking in everything no matter the darkness. Thinner than a mouse's tail and less than half the length, the pupil can scold without word or simple expression. The thinner they are the more intimidating they seem. They hold the power to stare any cat down, competitively strong. Dark, beautiful forest green irises, playful when wanted but harsh when required. Laughing emotions, hissing out orders silently and quickly. Dangerous to challenge, remorseful to disapprove.
Confidently sure expressions, never faltering. White teeth refuse to stain from past battles, and the same with his black claws. Faded black and gray, with one or two white hairs cover his ears protectively. Black splashes upon his face, with one white streak on the back of his left ear. Coat of jet and pads of white, sleek enough not to catch dirt or grass between his claws or fur. Strong black nose rarely wrinkles in disgust with his strong stomach.
Mocking pink tongue keeps active within his mouth, no matter what he’s doing; talking, cleaning his teeth, or eating. Pelt always kept neat and clean, without caring for the weather. Few times does a sneeze escape and onto his pelt, with his flexible and quick movements to whip his neck almost all the way around with the white patch in the center whirling halfway with it. Soft fur, especially on the peppery outside and inner white of the spot on his chest, covers entire body of the thin cat.[/blockquote][/blockquote]
out of character[/ul][/size]
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roleplay sample
two hundred and seventy one words
As soon as Coldfrost moved Rushingpaw danced sideways away from him, careful not to trip over her own paws.
"Morning . . ."
The apprentice scrutinized him, surveying him for a second or two before nodding a polite response. His eyes were strong, reddish gold and defiant, as he looked at her. White and orange battled each other on his thin pelt, though her own eyes barely lingered on that before flitting back to his as if they had never left.
"I'm Coldfrost . . . and you are? . . . Your name . . . it's . . . Rush . . . no . . . Rushing . . . right?"[/i]
She waited when he paused, assuming that there were words jumbling themselves up in his brain. Rushing took another step back, nodding again. "Yes, it's Rushingpaw," she murmured, loudly enough for him to hear but softly enough so it didn't intrude her own thoughts. She had only seen him once or twice before, but she assumed that that was because of how new of an apprentice she was. Perhaps he was a bit of a mini-legend amongst the warriors; or maybe he was despised, an outcast. He seemed a bit different, the way he held himself a bit more uptight than the average warrior. And he didn't stop looking at her, scanning her like he was pondering whether or not they would make good kits or something.
She was a little disturbed by the staring, averting her eyes from his once more. "So . . . uhh . . . nice to meet you," she said, stammering as much as he had.[/blockquote][/blockquote]
the roleplayer
nickname ;; aspen.
age ;; fourteen.
experience ;; five years, i believe.
characters ;; rushingpaw, altaïr ibn-la'ahad.
other ;; the sample is my most recent post, which can be found here.[/blockquote][/blockquote]
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