PERSONALITY: Hiling's loyalties lie strongly with the Innovators and their leader, her twin, Ribbons Almark. She will argue with anyone who disagrees with his ideas, using a condescending tone to explain to another Innovator how everything was going according to plan and they didn’t need his interference. More than anything, his approval is important to her. She easily becomes jealous towards anything or anyone that would take his attention away from her. By virtue of being his code-twin, Hiling is Ribbons’ favorite and she knows it. To her, this makes her superior to the others and entitled to their respect.
Despite the fact that combat-type Innovades are said to have no sexual distinction, Hiling chooses to identify as a female out of convenience and has a tendency to behave in a cute, girlish manner. Being the only girl of the group (until Anew comes along) and one of the few in the military doesn’t seem to bother her. Of all the Innovators, she is the most bold and energetic. She is often very animated, gesturing when she speaks. Her presence is not easily ignored, although she is the smallest.
It is during battle that her true aggressive nature is revealed. Hiling is very much Ribbons’ pet, well trained to attack when he gives the command. He channels her destructive force for his own purposes. She obeys without question, eager to go into battle where she feels she'll be of the most use to him. It’s what she feels gives her life meaning. She laughs at the carnage she wreaks, having herself a good time as long as things are going her way. Hiling has all the enthusiasm of a new recruit, with the skill of a veteran. Upon her entry into the A-Laws, she was granted a special license, effectively allowing her the freedom to act independently. She is more than happy to make use of and flaunt her privileges.
With the exception of Ribbons, Hiling cares little for anyone but herself. She enjoys teasing her comrades, Innovade and human alike, and mocking her enemies in battle. When it comes to other people’s feelings, she has no tact whatsoever. For her own amusement, she would congratulate a fellow officer on a promotion he obtained by killing his father in front of another that had lost her parents. She would even tease a grieving comrade.
Though Innovades were originally meant to work alongside humans, she shares Ribbons’ attitude that they are an inferior species. Her commanding officers are no different. She will follow their strategies like a good soldier, as much as she resents it, but they will never have her respect. She comments on how hard it must be for humans to understand one another, unlike her kind, but makes no effort to understand them.
She doesn’t handle it as well when things turn out differently than she expected. Confident in the superiority of her kind, she is shocked when they are defeated at the hands of mere humans. Though she doesn’t have much in the way of feelings for her fellow Innovators, she is disturbed by their deaths. She can’t accept that everything she knows is wrong. Her unwillingness to think for herself, underestimating her opponent, and her reliance on technology eventually cost Hiling her life.
PROJECTED CLASS: Hiling does not specialize in any specific style of combat. She has been shown to be good at whatever she needs to do. However, no matter if she’s handling long range assault or close quarters combat, it is always with extreme aggression. She is a soldier who enjoys what she does and makes no secret of it. That’s why I would put her in Berserker class. She is a fighter at heart and gives her all, nearly to the point of recklessness. She would enjoy the kind of fighting where she doesn’t have to restrain herself.
OTHER: Hiling has enhanced senses suited for combat and does not age as a result of genetic engineering.
I know the truth hurts, but the fact is, some of you, you know who you are, do not belong in the guilds you have chosen. You’re just getting in the way. I sure don’t have the time or patience to hold your hand and teach you how not to be a liability. Because that’s what you are. Stay stay out of my way until you manage to stop being such a failure. You’ll never make it to my level, but any improvement is better than nothing I guess.
THIRD PERSON SAMPLE
"Yes, sir!" Hiling saluted automatically and then readied herself for combat. The city was under attack and it was up to her and the others to be the first line of defense.
In this situation, there was no thought given to what she wanted to do. Her orders were clear: subdue enemy forces. Energy pulsed through her body at an alarming rate. That newfound ability, the force of nature inside of her which she could call upon in battle, was eager to be released. She gripped her axe with a strength unusual for a young woman her size. None of her comrades were even necessary in her opinion. She could take out all the monsters herself, but then again, it was more fun when there was someone she could show off in front of. Someone to impress so that she could prove how much better than them she really was.
The one person she cared about most would be waiting to hear about how she did in her first battle. She wanted to have a good story to tell him, to see his face and hear him praise her. That’s what gave meaning to everything she did. She had come to compulsively crave that sort of validation. It let her know that what she was doing was right and she fully expected to be punished for straying from the path he set for her. But that would never happen so long as she could help it. Without him, she would have no direction, and for someone like her with this much power, that could be dangerous to both others as well as herself. He offered her order to temper the chaos that made up her being. Her loyalty was the one thing she took very seriously.
Everything else, however, was just a game. She was never good at forming bonds with her fellow fighters, instead choosing to taunt and provoke them at every opportunity. It was entertaining to her. Should there come a time she needed their help, she might be out of luck, but that wasn’t something she ever considered. Her needs and wants always came first. Perhaps someday she would learn, but she had gotten away with that sort of behavior for so long it would be a hard habit to break.
"Let’s head out," she said, glancing back at her fellow guildmates. There was a gleam in her eye and a grin across her lips as she thought about all the enemies she would cut down on her mission. She would not lose.
Hiling Care | Gundam 00
USERNAME:
CONTACT: email/aim/
CHARACTERS IN GAME: N/A
IC
CANON: Gundam 00
CANON POINT: Season 2, Episode 24
AGE: Ageless, appears around 18
APPEARANCE: link
PERSONALITY: Hiling's loyalties lie strongly with the Innovators and their leader, her twin, Ribbons Almark. She will argue with anyone who disagrees with his ideas, using a condescending tone to explain to another Innovator how everything was going according to plan and they didn’t need his interference. More than anything, his approval is important to her. She easily becomes jealous towards anything or anyone that would take his attention away from her. By virtue of being his code-twin, Hiling is Ribbons’ favorite and she knows it. To her, this makes her superior to the others and entitled to their respect.
Despite the fact that combat-type Innovades are said to have no sexual distinction, Hiling chooses to identify as a female out of convenience and has a tendency to behave in a cute, girlish manner. Being the only girl of the group (until Anew comes along) and one of the few in the military doesn’t seem to bother her. Of all the Innovators, she is the most bold and energetic. She is often very animated, gesturing when she speaks. Her presence is not easily ignored, although she is the smallest.
It is during battle that her true aggressive nature is revealed. Hiling is very much Ribbons’ pet, well trained to attack when he gives the command. He channels her destructive force for his own purposes. She obeys without question, eager to go into battle where she feels she'll be of the most use to him. It’s what she feels gives her life meaning. She laughs at the carnage she wreaks, having herself a good time as long as things are going her way. Hiling has all the enthusiasm of a new recruit, with the skill of a veteran. Upon her entry into the A-Laws, she was granted a special license, effectively allowing her the freedom to act independently. She is more than happy to make use of and flaunt her privileges.
With the exception of Ribbons, Hiling cares little for anyone but herself. She enjoys teasing her comrades, Innovade and human alike, and mocking her enemies in battle. When it comes to other people’s feelings, she has no tact whatsoever. For her own amusement, she would congratulate a fellow officer on a promotion he obtained by killing his father in front of another that had lost her parents. She would even tease a grieving comrade.
Though Innovades were originally meant to work alongside humans, she shares Ribbons’ attitude that they are an inferior species. Her commanding officers are no different. She will follow their strategies like a good soldier, as much as she resents it, but they will never have her respect. She comments on how hard it must be for humans to understand one another, unlike her kind, but makes no effort to understand them.
She doesn’t handle it as well when things turn out differently than she expected. Confident in the superiority of her kind, she is shocked when they are defeated at the hands of mere humans. Though she doesn’t have much in the way of feelings for her fellow Innovators, she is disturbed by their deaths. She can’t accept that everything she knows is wrong. Her unwillingness to think for herself, underestimating her opponent, and her reliance on technology eventually cost Hiling her life.
PROJECTED CLASS: Hiling does not specialize in any specific style of combat. She has been shown to be good at whatever she needs to do. However, no matter if she’s handling long range assault or close quarters combat, it is always with extreme aggression. She is a soldier who enjoys what she does and makes no secret of it. That’s why I would put her in Berserker class. She is a fighter at heart and gives her all, nearly to the point of recklessness. She would enjoy the kind of fighting where she doesn’t have to restrain herself.
OTHER: Hiling has enhanced senses suited for combat and does not age as a result of genetic engineering.
SAMPLES
I know the truth hurts, but the fact is, some of you, you know who you are, do not belong in the guilds you have chosen. You’re just getting in the way. I sure don’t have the time or patience to hold your hand and teach you how not to be a liability. Because that’s what you are. Stay stay out of my way until you manage to stop being such a failure. You’ll never make it to my level, but any improvement is better than nothing I guess.
THIRD PERSON SAMPLE
"Yes, sir!" Hiling saluted automatically and then readied herself for combat. The city was under attack and it was up to her and the others to be the first line of defense.
In this situation, there was no thought given to what she wanted to do. Her orders were clear: subdue enemy forces. Energy pulsed through her body at an alarming rate. That newfound ability, the force of nature inside of her which she could call upon in battle, was eager to be released. She gripped her axe with a strength unusual for a young woman her size. None of her comrades were even necessary in her opinion. She could take out all the monsters herself, but then again, it was more fun when there was someone she could show off in front of. Someone to impress so that she could prove how much better than them she really was.
The one person she cared about most would be waiting to hear about how she did in her first battle. She wanted to have a good story to tell him, to see his face and hear him praise her. That’s what gave meaning to everything she did. She had come to compulsively crave that sort of validation. It let her know that what she was doing was right and she fully expected to be punished for straying from the path he set for her. But that would never happen so long as she could help it. Without him, she would have no direction, and for someone like her with this much power, that could be dangerous to both others as well as herself. He offered her order to temper the chaos that made up her being. Her loyalty was the one thing she took very seriously.
Everything else, however, was just a game. She was never good at forming bonds with her fellow fighters, instead choosing to taunt and provoke them at every opportunity. It was entertaining to her. Should there come a time she needed their help, she might be out of luck, but that wasn’t something she ever considered. Her needs and wants always came first. Perhaps someday she would learn, but she had gotten away with that sort of behavior for so long it would be a hard habit to break.
"Let’s head out," she said, glancing back at her fellow guildmates. There was a gleam in her eye and a grin across her lips as she thought about all the enemies she would cut down on her mission. She would not lose.