Post by Lambertia on Jan 3, 2021 3:25:57 GMT
Lambertia
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Character Name:Lambertia
Nicknames:Amber, Tia, Lamb, Prob-Lambertia, Amber-Alert
Gender:Female
Sexuality:Oh, well what was it you had in mind?
Race:Elfen - Light
Age: 21
Birthdate: The Month Of Light (Hegemon Calander), Age 1,268, 8th of June (earth Calander)
Personality:
Likes: Good company, getting to know people better. Fine cuisine, junk food. Darkness. Exploreing new cultures. Freedom. Spicy food. Music both listeneing and making. Trying to be better people. People who judge otheres for things liek putting pineapple on pizza.
Dislikes: Peanuts. Steryotypes. Isolation. Discrimination
Strengths: Wholesome. Charismatic/likeable(ihope), Self confidant,
Weaknesses: Spicy food.
Vices: Flirtation
[Please provide at least one paragraph of 200 words here regarding your character's personality. What are they like? What are their interests? What makes them happy? What makes them angry?]
Warm, curios, Lambertia is always pleased to meet and learn about new people and places greeting them with an inviting smile. She lives her life going where she wants, when she wants and with whom she wants.
Ever since she was you Lambertia has never had a problem making new friends wherever she winds up. A trait that she is very pleased she has held on to as she has grown up.
Lambertia can put up with allot, the world changes constantly but slowly. But everyone has limits. Light Elfan are put on a pedestal by the rest of their society. This comes with a host of expectations on what they will do with their lives, how they will behave.
While she does like some aspects of it and will admit that, the traveling and meeting people, seeing new places and sampling aspects of many cultures. She lives for this.
Other aspects of it though rub her very much the wrong way. She is not better that other people because she is a light elfan. Nobody is.
The unfortunate swing side of this is while She often found herself placed on a pedestal because of what she is she also saw the most important person in her life, Vanta considered at best as a second class person.
Ever since she was you Lambertia has never had a problem making new friends wherever she winds up. A trait that she is very pleased she has held on to as she has grown up.
Lambertia can put up with allot, the world changes constantly but slowly. But everyone has limits. Light Elfan are put on a pedestal by the rest of their society. This comes with a host of expectations on what they will do with their lives, how they will behave.
While she does like some aspects of it and will admit that, the traveling and meeting people, seeing new places and sampling aspects of many cultures. She lives for this.
Other aspects of it though rub her very much the wrong way. She is not better that other people because she is a light elfan. Nobody is.
The unfortunate swing side of this is while She often found herself placed on a pedestal because of what she is she also saw the most important person in her life, Vanta considered at best as a second class person.
Appearance:
Height: 5'2" / 157.6cm
Weight: Ah its fine, totaly under controle. Oh, you brougth chocolate!
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Amber
Face Claim Name: Lumine
Face Claim Origin: Genshin Impact
Standing just within the lower bracket of average heights for an Elfan at 5’2” but you might think that Lambertia was a few inches taller than this from her posture and how she generally carries herself. Growing up with the kind of attention that being one of Hegemons still diminished number of light Elfan get you has given Lambertia a stage actor’s grace. When she moves, each movement is with purpose, when she is still she as a statue. Garnering or shirking attention as she wants.
Generally she prefers bright clothing; pale colours with a few highlights and likes the feel of having something that billows in the wind a bit. She cuts most of her hair at around chin length with a bit on either side around her ears left to drape just past her shoulders. She has never dyed her blond hair to be another colour but this is more of a ‘when’ not ‘if’ situation.
Her favourite piece of clothing is a pure white shoulder less dress with pale blue trim and gold coloured decoration. She wears knee high white boots with it and elbow length gloves of similar design. Shorts.While she does think freckles are cute, her own complexion is clear.
History:
Family: Lambertia is form the Light Elfan pack lead by Auroras. her guardian wihtin the pack was Shihon. Her oldest Frineds were Sunna and Radon.
Home world: Hegemon
Starting planet: Earth
Home Town: Nomadic
Lambertia is one of the small number of Light Elfan born from that year’s drop of light in the annual celebration since the war that nearly wiped the entire Light Clan out. The Pack that was blessed to receive Lambertia form the ring of light is led by one of the oldest reaming Light Elfan, Auroras a survivor form before the War during which most of the Pack was wiped out.
Leader placed Lambertia under the direct care of Shihon who did their best to raise her in the ways and traditions of the light clans. She grew up alongside of Sunna and Radon and grew to enjoy the traveling lifestyle of the light. Visiting other cultures and getting to learn about them. At the same time though she was always full of questions about why things the way they were in the world with the clans so separated and isolated if traveling was so much fun. For the most part she was willing to accept the responses that Shihon gave her. Or a lecture form Auroras.
This changed though when at the age of twelve she found a boy collapsed alone in the desert and carried him back to the Pack and strayed with him while his wounds were treated and he was nursed back to health. The boy turned out to be a Dark Elfan and not just a Dark Elfan but one born outside of the Dark Clan which the Pack had always stayed away from due to Auroras distrust of them. The Packs reaction this changed Lambertias perspective on the world around her.
The pack, her family, looked at the boy with disdain and mistrust just because of something that he happened to be through no fault of his own as far as she could tell. Piece by piece Lambertia saw more and more of the segregation and racism of the world she had grown up with. The boy took the name Vanta and he very quickly back Lambertias favourite person.
Over the next few years Lambertias behaviour became more and more rebellious and opposed to her upbringing. She went where she wanted, with who she wanted, whenever she wanted. Light Elfan are treated as sacred, like walking temples to Elfna culture. So Lambertia came to treat hers own as a tool to experience life and the world as she went through it. Dark Elfan are regarded as untrustworthy and unwanted. She sought them and their city out to get to know them better.
It all came to a head recently when in a private, heated, confrontation about all of this somebody called Vanta ‘One of the rare good ones because he is with you’ blaming her ‘bad’ behaviour on him. She walked out and left.
Not the Pack,
Not the Clan,
The planet.
Race Bonuses:
Natural Body:
Due to their deep connection with mother nature, the Elfen are capable of better withstanding the brunt force of elemental attacks compared to the other races of the galaxy. Elfen with this racial trait take a damage reduction of 5% from most elements and 20% from their own element. However, the element they're weak to will deal 20% MORE damage to them instead.
Darkness and Light are weak to each other
Element Infusion:
Natural born prodigies with the elements of existence, Elfen are capable of infusing their birth element into any Technique they've trained themselves to use effectively. Any Technique that has been mastered can have the "Elemental" tag applied to it for free, allowing an Elfen to visually and mechanically apply their element to all manner of techniques.
[Cannot be applied to "Special" Techniques such as Spirit Bomb, Mystic Form, etc.]
Roleplay Example:
“Oh, hello. I know you don’t I”
“Yes, you have known me for your whole life.”
“Do you have any ice cream for me?”
“I do not have any left that is for sharing.”
“Oh well. No matter. They want me to eat more but for once I’m not that hungry. Ice cream would have been nice though.”
“I could go and get some for you, it would only take a moment.”
“Don’t bother. Save it for the other kids. They’ll need something nice. Give it to them.” The old lady pointed to the other people sitting around the room. The ice crema girl could see them without having to turn her head but she did so anyhow.
“Would you like me to wake them?”
“Oh, that close is it?” The old lady grinned up at her, “Don’t worry them. I already said goodnight.”
“Will you not be lonely?”
“How could I ever be lonely? They are all here. My friends and family. I’m amazed that I have anything that resembles dignity left there are so many kids running around during the day.” The old lady shrugged, the blanket sitting on her shifting slightly
“You’ve never left my side since Grandma asked you to keep an eye on me have you.”
“That is not entirely accurate.” The ice cream girl leaned in to readjust the blanket so that the old lady would remain warm for the remainder of the night but as she did so the old lady lifted and arm to stop her with raised eyebrows. “I was not asked, I offed to watch you for her.”
“So you were always there. Even when I couldn’t see or sense you. That’s a neat trick. Maybe you could show me sometime.”
“I think perhaps if you were able to learn my abilities then you would have a long time ago. You are aware that you are younger than me. I can tell that you still know that. I can see the memory in your brain. Don’t pretend that you do not know.”
“Perhaps, but I have to think about it to remember it. You have changed your style a few times but you look almost the same as you did when I was eight.” The old lady yawned and pushed herself up into a sitting position. “Put the blanket on the little one.” Standing up the old lady pointed at one of the family members sleeping in an armchair next to the bed. The man was in his thirties.
The old lady was some decades over a hundred. Perhaps she had changed how she defined child. Her grandmother had called the woman a child long after she had reached what most would consider adulthood. After draping the blanket over the man the ice cream girl followed the woman outside and down onto the beach.
“Exercising does generally increase the duration of both human and saiyans lifespan. However at this stage I doubt it will be effective.”
“Pfft. I was getting bored in that bed just waiting around to die. So I’m warming up.”
“What for?”
“So, I’m the old lady now right? I’m the grandma?”
“Correct.”
“I am in charge then.”
“That would be the progression of hierarchy in the family yes. Though I suspect one of the younger members would be considered the family leader.”
“Ok, cool. I think you’ve matured very well. You’re responsible, kind hearted and probably the best friend I have who is still alive.”
“I thought one of the little ones was you best friend.”
“Oldest then. But anyway, since I’m in charge. I give you permission to fight whenever and wherever you want for whatever reasons you think you should.” The old lady turned towards her and slowly slid into her family’s unmistakeable ready stance.
She was right, being the family matriarch did give the old warrior the authority to remove that rule that her grandmother had put in place to keep the ice cream girl safe. There had been exceptions, ways to bend the rules. Helping out a bit, training. Never actually, truly fighting.
“Thank you.” The ice cream girl held a hand out to each side, small orbs of brilliant orange light.
“I am Atama the last Arutema, unknown to time death or defeat, long have I waited, finite mortal being, at the end of your time you stand before me. Do you wish to proceed.
She watched the warrior take a long slow and deep breath, squaring her shoulders, making almost a dozen almost imperceptible adjustments to her stance.
“I am Pan, Let’s dance Atama!” She charged across the night sky began to lighten behind her and for a moment Atama through she was watching a young girl from years ago charge at her. One last time.
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