Post by Balto Razlef on Apr 26, 2011 0:58:27 GMT -5
Name: Balto Razlef
Age: 18
Race: A shape shifter of some sort. Takes three different forms, (All are in this picture)
Class: Red Mage
Guardian Force: Cerberus, Fire
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Counter Rockets: Casts Triple on Balto, allowing him to cast three spells in one post.
Weapon:
Balto's great with his sword, although he is also pretty proficient with low-mid mid level magic as well it may distract from his physical fighting. He still can be a very deadly adversary to anyone who wishes to challenge him. Balto has his sword secured on his back at all times, so in a way he's always ready for action.
The Sword: www.armsofvalour.com/miva/graphics/00000001/500262_l.jpg
Abilities:
Double Down: For the next or current post, Balto is able to cast two spells at once.
Cure
Fire
Blizzard
Thunder
Two Faced: Balto swings his sword up and launches the opponent into the air. Once the enemy is high up in the air, he transforms into his two legged beast form and jumps up to the target's level, only to crash down both fists onto the enemy, sending them back on to ground. Transformation lasts one more post.
Transformation: Transforms into any one of his three forms for up to 3 posts, each form has a specific specialty.
Two Legged Beast= Stregth bonus
Four Legged Beast= Speed bonus
Tiny Cat Form= Magic bonus
Limit Breaks
Lucky 7's:
Seven hit multi-element combo.
3 sword slashes, the third strike knocks the opponent into the air
Fire is casted on the enemy
Strikes the target with Thunder, which knocks the target further into the air.
Blizzard is used to then encase the enemy in ice
The opponent, still within the ice, comes crashing down onto the ground and then explodes into a three element barrage upon impact with the ground
Appearance:
Personality:
Outside of the typical classroom, Balto can be a charmer, but mostly is very polite and well mannered. He enjoys 'occasional' wagering and gambling and for the most part is very good at what he does. He is known for his 'poker face tactics' and his sly and con man facade both in the battle field and anywhere else. He never had the money to do all the things he really wanted to, so his main source of income is gambling outside of school grounds and with others. Balto also has a way with words in many situations so it is rather hard to catch him off guard or at a loss for words. He's a very laid back guy with a cool calm and collected temperament.
Biography:
The files leave out some pretty big blanks. Balto was born to unknown parents that had both died and/or disappeared after the birth of their son. From there he was raised by someone/something else that is also unknown. He spent those years in Galbadia. At the age of 10, he was left injured at the doors of Edea's Orphanage. Who did it or why would never be told. The boy was mute for some time, even after he became a SeeD trainee at Balamb at the age of 12. Soon he was broken into the new world and he operated and performed above and beyond anyone else. Starting out in Galbadia Garden, he had to. It was the strictest of all three Gardens and after awhile one learned to do many things if it meant not being harmed or worked nearly to death.
Balto was transferred into Balamb Garden once administration figured out that he had more of a diplomatic and intellectual mind than that of a savage one. Needless to say, he fit in much better in Balamb, but at the same time he missed the big city night life. It was a change for the better though. He's been in Balamb for two years now and all is looking pretty good despite his mysterious upbringing.
RP Sample:
Balto walked down the quiet hallways of Balamb Garden, his footsteps echoed loudly. It was only a few minutes before curfew. He had only so much time until staff would ask him where he was going every second or so. He almost wished he could go back to Galbadia. The city of Deling had so much to offer him. Now his supplies were running dry and no one played a hand of Triple Triad for cash in this country. He was running out of funds, running out of time, and running outta luck. It was gonna be hard getting back on his feet here.
Balto stepped into the living area of his dorm. After being in town all day, he couldn't wait to just get some rest. He'd dwell more on his situation in the morning. He took of his jacket and threw it onto the table, not really giving a crap about what his roommate may say about it later on. Balto was just that kind of guy. Not a messy one, but he knew that some things, like leaving a jacket on a table, were just not worth thinking further into.
Balto walked over to his dorm room door and opened it, using the keys that he removed from his jeans pocket. Before stepping forward, he took the keys out of the door and then shut it behind him. The small space was his safe haven in this hell hole. It was the one place he could call the shots. Who goes in, who comes out, who does what, what it looked like. There was so much control he had in this small space. But if he continued his deadly habit of smoking, maybe someone would find out and give him a slap to the wrist. Oh well.
Balto lit up a cigarette as he situated himself on his bed. He relaxed there for awhile, letting none of his chaotic thoughts succumb him. He was a laid back kid so this was actually a lot easier than it may have sounded. But only time would tell where the situation would bring him.
