Dan: Your name. USERNAME: riastrad CONTACT: the.professor.bobo@gmail.com/sugoistoryaniki/dannication CHARACTERS IN GAME: N/A
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NAME: Archer CANON: Fate/Extra CANON POINT: Post-summoning, first round fighting. AGE: Early 20s APPEARANCE: Here! PERSONALITY: Archer is, in fact, Robin Hood--though he's not the only one. He has the arrogance and pomp of Robin Hood, lacking the nobility behind the name itself. Though he's part of the basis of that folk story, he's not at all liked as the real Robin Hood might have been.
Of all things, Archer can be callous and cruel in his methods, though he's not exactly a hateful person. He's been conditioned to believe that cruel tactics and a spiteful attitude towards nobility would help him survive. If anything, he once wanted to be a valiant knight as a child and it had always been a pipe dream. Instead, he found himself fighting like a cut-throat, utilizing pure tactic and demoralizing techniques to deconstruct the army he was confronting. Archer is someone who has experienced the sins of the world and lives with them in acceptance.
He's normally fairly polite to those he speaks to, though to a much shorter extent than others. He basically will exchange pleasantries to get by, but the moment he's actually confronted and put in a situation where he's nearby his enemies, he will easily become rude and abrasive, readily taunting those who he would consider to be enemies. He dislikes knights and lords of noble, rich stature because of how they put down those around them with their wealth.
Generally, Archer is a bit of an unwilling recluse. He's likely rude because of his lack of social exposure to others, given that the people of the village made him an outcast because he spoke to faeries. This lack of contact with people would have discouraged most, but he was still willing to help the people of the villages despite this. The reason being? Archer was actually a construct of the world, created to fulfill some of the hopes of the people in the village who suffered under the false, tyrant king.
In the Fate-verse, there are people that can come into existence solely based on rumor and the desires of people. Robin Hood was a construct of numerous people who fought for similar reasons--Fate/Extra's 'Archer' being one of those people. He was born to help people, so it was in his nature and a part of his personality in which he wanted to help unfortunate people. This was his lot in life not out of choice, but because others wanted it. Archer is benevolent in his intentions not out of true interest, but because he was programmed by the desires of the people to make him into that sort of 'Hero', even if they rejected him. PROJECTED CLASS: Ranger. Though, he's potentially capable of using poisons, since they're one of his choice means of attacking others in his past life and in Fate/Extra. He should be able to cultivate poisons himself, since he's the son of a druid--someone used to growing and maintaining plants. This is a skill of his, though he does also use magic to quickly grow plants as opposed to relying on time to run its course. Otherwise, he works as a ranger because he's an extremely high grade strategist, capable of using traps in many locations to cripple even larger armies with himself as his only ally. OTHER: He'll have his bow, a cloak and his regular clothing. He'll also have a small knife on him as well.
SAMPLES
FIRST PERSON SAMPLE: [He wore a mask. It was the only safe option. He didn't trust a soul in this place, just the same as he always did.]
Am I supposed to make a spectacle?
Tcch. What a disappointment. Am I supposed to even believe that any of you are actually capable of being proper knights?
Better yet--I imagine some of you might be naive enough to think that it's something worthy of pursuing. THIRD PERSON SAMPLE He felt wary. The world around him was completely new. It was fresh, clean, almost pristine. Even the alleys were better kept than the village he was used to stalking around. The city itself was so well prepared for life that it seemed altogether unlikely that it was anything other than a utopia. Goldvale was a rich place.
He watched people from the shadows. Cut-purses who spotted his cloak wanted inside of it. Anyone wearing a cloak had to be hiding a purse or at the very least, a very nice trinket. There was only one thing on him he could have considered valuable and it was already tucked into a compartment of his shirt that he had no desire to fish around for. The little communication device--something that could very easily compromise him. It took conscious thought to use it, but that didn't matter much if he forgot to wear a mask or his hood to hide hismelf properly. He still needed to figure out how it functioned correctly.
Crossing the street in haste, Archer found himself in another alley. He spent the entire day avoiding people, walking by them as if he were among them in peace. Nobles walked by as if he didn't matter and he knew that was a truth, but he was still baffled by how casual it was. The cut-purses still operated the same as they ought to have. The guards were rude and brusque as they should have been and the magicians kept to themselves in their little guilds.
Still, it was unnatural. He was pulled to this place somehow and not for a war he was accustomed to. Archer was brought there as a hero, not as the assassin he should have been drawn in as. Blackmoore would have approved. That stout looking, proud knight would have thought it proper that Archer conduct himself as a hero. In disgust, he spat, "What are they, expecting somebody valiant? If I'm needed, my tactics aren't going to do anything but humble valiant knights and have them black in the face, gasping for air and thinking less and less of honor as their last moments reel in. Still, y'know--this is a pain, knowing that geezer would be happy."
Archer (Non-playable) | Fate/Extra | Not Reserved
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CONTACT: the.professor.bobo@gmail.com/sugoistoryaniki/
CHARACTERS IN GAME: N/A
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CANON: Fate/Extra
CANON POINT: Post-summoning, first round fighting.
AGE: Early 20s
APPEARANCE: Here!
PERSONALITY: Archer is, in fact, Robin Hood--though he's not the only one. He has the arrogance and pomp of Robin Hood, lacking the nobility behind the name itself. Though he's part of the basis of that folk story, he's not at all liked as the real Robin Hood might have been.
Of all things, Archer can be callous and cruel in his methods, though he's not exactly a hateful person. He's been conditioned to believe that cruel tactics and a spiteful attitude towards nobility would help him survive. If anything, he once wanted to be a valiant knight as a child and it had always been a pipe dream. Instead, he found himself fighting like a cut-throat, utilizing pure tactic and demoralizing techniques to deconstruct the army he was confronting. Archer is someone who has experienced the sins of the world and lives with them in acceptance.
He's normally fairly polite to those he speaks to, though to a much shorter extent than others. He basically will exchange pleasantries to get by, but the moment he's actually confronted and put in a situation where he's nearby his enemies, he will easily become rude and abrasive, readily taunting those who he would consider to be enemies. He dislikes knights and lords of noble, rich stature because of how they put down those around them with their wealth.
Generally, Archer is a bit of an unwilling recluse. He's likely rude because of his lack of social exposure to others, given that the people of the village made him an outcast because he spoke to faeries. This lack of contact with people would have discouraged most, but he was still willing to help the people of the villages despite this. The reason being? Archer was actually a construct of the world, created to fulfill some of the hopes of the people in the village who suffered under the false, tyrant king.
In the Fate-verse, there are people that can come into existence solely based on rumor and the desires of people. Robin Hood was a construct of numerous people who fought for similar reasons--Fate/Extra's 'Archer' being one of those people. He was born to help people, so it was in his nature and a part of his personality in which he wanted to help unfortunate people. This was his lot in life not out of choice, but because others wanted it. Archer is benevolent in his intentions not out of true interest, but because he was programmed by the desires of the people to make him into that sort of 'Hero', even if they rejected him.
PROJECTED CLASS: Ranger. Though, he's potentially capable of using poisons, since they're one of his choice means of attacking others in his past life and in Fate/Extra. He should be able to cultivate poisons himself, since he's the son of a druid--someone used to growing and maintaining plants. This is a skill of his, though he does also use magic to quickly grow plants as opposed to relying on time to run its course. Otherwise, he works as a ranger because he's an extremely high grade strategist, capable of using traps in many locations to cripple even larger armies with himself as his only ally.
OTHER: He'll have his bow, a cloak and his regular clothing. He'll also have a small knife on him as well.
SAMPLES
Am I supposed to make a spectacle?
Tcch. What a disappointment. Am I supposed to even believe that any of you are actually capable of being proper knights?
Better yet--I imagine some of you might be naive enough to think that it's something worthy of pursuing.
THIRD PERSON SAMPLE He felt wary. The world around him was completely new. It was fresh, clean, almost pristine. Even the alleys were better kept than the village he was used to stalking around. The city itself was so well prepared for life that it seemed altogether unlikely that it was anything other than a utopia. Goldvale was a rich place.
He watched people from the shadows. Cut-purses who spotted his cloak wanted inside of it. Anyone wearing a cloak had to be hiding a purse or at the very least, a very nice trinket. There was only one thing on him he could have considered valuable and it was already tucked into a compartment of his shirt that he had no desire to fish around for. The little communication device--something that could very easily compromise him. It took conscious thought to use it, but that didn't matter much if he forgot to wear a mask or his hood to hide hismelf properly. He still needed to figure out how it functioned correctly.
Crossing the street in haste, Archer found himself in another alley. He spent the entire day avoiding people, walking by them as if he were among them in peace. Nobles walked by as if he didn't matter and he knew that was a truth, but he was still baffled by how casual it was. The cut-purses still operated the same as they ought to have. The guards were rude and brusque as they should have been and the magicians kept to themselves in their little guilds.
Still, it was unnatural. He was pulled to this place somehow and not for a war he was accustomed to. Archer was brought there as a hero, not as the assassin he should have been drawn in as. Blackmoore would have approved. That stout looking, proud knight would have thought it proper that Archer conduct himself as a hero. In disgust, he spat, "What are they, expecting somebody valiant? If I'm needed, my tactics aren't going to do anything but humble valiant knights and have them black in the face, gasping for air and thinking less and less of honor as their last moments reel in. Still, y'know--this is a pain, knowing that geezer would be happy."