| Part I: General Information
Name: My name is Tanya, but my friends call me...Tanya. Part II: Character Information
Character Name: Pal (Latin "Small") Bren (German "Flame") Character Position: Senshi of Wicks and Sticks. Sailor Svecu, and she is evil, baby! Birthdate and Age: 19, Born February 14th, making her an Aquarius. I had her as a Virgo at first, but I found a webpage saying Svecu was associated with February after I'd finished with the whole application, and I wanted her to be associated with the right month. Only now her personality leans towards Virgo, which is still interchangeable with some Aquarius traits I guess. The only other way to get her to be born in February was to make her a Pisces and that just didn't fit her character at all. Profile: Bloodtype: Gnaw? Do bloodtypes taste good? Likes: Shadowy places: We've all had a blast of bright light hit us dead in the face when we were tired. It hurts like hell doesn't it? Since Pal is usually sleep-deprived, she tends to avoid brightly lit rooms. Daylight is just something she has to deal with, seeing how she can't turn off the sun, but she still hisses and shields her face as if she were a vampire. She doesn't need pitch blackness, soft lighting is perfectly fine. Strong caffeine: Needed to stay awake. Pal would die without it. Her blood must be made up of about 60% caffeine by now. Big, fluffy, comfy chairs: With lots of throw pillows. Pal spends most of her time pouring over some book or another. Sitting in an ordinary chair results in serious back pain and stiff joints. A nice soft chair is positioned every few yards in Pal's quarters, so that no matter where she settles herself, her bum will be well cushioned. Nice smelling stuff: Potpourri, incense and yes, scented candles. All of these Pal has in abundance. Every room she spends any significant amount of time in has to smell like apple cinnamon or vanilla or SOMETHING. That means she carries this stuff around with her in little bags. Just in case. Significant people/places/things (and even some that aren't all that significant): Pal would be the last person you'd want to take on a road trip. She'd insist on stopping to see every little tourist trap on the globe. "Why can't we go see the world's largest tomato plant? It's only forty miles off course and I've always wanted to see it!" Dislikes: Missing info: If she searches and searches and just can't find the information she needs, Pal goes crazy. She knows it's there, just not how to find it. It's like a nagging itch just out of your reach. Of course, there aren't many times when Pal runs into this situation, which makes it all the more annoying when she does. Sleep: While she recognizes man's need to rest, she dislikes the inconvenience of having to stop whatever she's doing just to sleep. Staying up for over 24 hours straight is not uncommon for Pal. She'll eventually pass out from exhaustion, then wake up and continue with whatever it was she was doing before. To avoid sleep, Pal is usually pumped full of whatever passes for coffee over there. Caffeine good. Deadlines: Some things take longer to dig up than others, even for someone as obsessive as Pal. Deadlines don't do much more than add unneeded stress and worry. Pal's work is considerably more detailed when she's given an open calendar to finish it. Invasion of personal space: Anyone who touches Pal's desk must die. Anyone who dares tamper with her carefully sorted papers and books will be strung up by their thumbs and forced to listen to whiny teenaged singing groups for three days straight without interruption. Pal's workroom is her personal space and she will call down the wrath of any gods she can think of to whomever defiles it. She knows where everything is, even if it does look like a health hazard. Moving things around upsets her. Hobbies: Doodling: Pal doodles over EVERYTHING. Whenever she's stuck on a problem during work or is just too braindead to go on, she draws little bunnies and flowers all over anything she can get her hands on. Her drawings are far from works of art, but then again no one ever said she was an artist ^-^ Reading: Well, that's a big "duh". Aside from the research-related books she gathers, Pal enjoys the equivalent of Harlequin romance novels. Nothing like meaningless sap-filled smut to calm nerves and relax the mind. That's pretty much all she read in her spare time. Anything else requires too much thinking, and thinking hurts when you're burned out (heh, a candle pun and I didn't even try!). Doing the tourist thing: When free time surfaces, Pal goes into roadtrip mode. Even if her work requires some amount of traveling (scooting to the town next door or whatever), Pal stops to see the local sights. And expect her to bring back tons of "I'm with stupid -->" T-shirts and snowglobes and coffee mugs that say "My friend went to Vegas and all I got was this stupid cup!". Description: Hair: The main portion of Pal's hair is orange-yellow, super-glossy and straight. She pulls that hair up into four equal ponytails and then twists and manipulates it with many pins and hairclips so that it's arranged into four little pompom looking things coming out of twists on top of her head. The hair immediately in front is a bright lemony yellow, and hangs on either side a few inches past her chin. She sweeps that to the side and holds back with several more hairclips. Face: Pal's face is almost perfectly oval, with chubby chipmunk cheeks and a dimpled chin. Her eyes are a rich, golden honey color and *would* be pretty, if it weren't for their glazed-over appearance and the faint rings underneath. Her mouth is small and round and she's just a wee bit bucktoothed. Complexion isn't deathly pale, but since she avoids sunlight at all costs, she has no tan to speak of. Peaches and cream I've heard it called...whatever. Body: Tall, lean and tapered, that's Pal ^-^ She's 5'9", and shaped boyish. Her shoulders are narrow and her arms spindly. Hips equally narrow as her shoulders, legs hardly any bigger around than her arms. Now that I think of it, she looks like a Gap model (the horror...those people are scary). Various parts of her anatomy (no, not THOSE parts, you hentai) have little splotchy burns from hot wax. Mostly her fingers and forearms. She also gets ink smudges all over herself, like on the tip of her nose or her earlobe or whatever she scratches before thinking about the fact that she has a pen in her hand. Clothes: Flame retardant ^.~ While working the night away, Pal tends to knock over the lamps quite a bit, so it's not uncommon to see her slightly scorched and covered in wax. Her clothes are never all that fancy. Usually just a shapeless dress belted at the waist. There are ALWAYS belts. Sometimes more than one at a time. Footwear is usually a pair of soft ankle-length boots. Smell: Okay, I couldn't very well make a candle-themed character that didn't smell nice. Pal smells like ginger blossoms. Personality: The computer hack before the computer was even invented. That's just what Pal is. Pal is a workaholic, caffeine addict and devout researcher. Given enough time and resources she can learn more about a person than even they know. Her mind is filled with information snippets of every sort, from the top-secret classified to the downright pointless. Not all the information she comes by is easy to obtain. Pal's work ethics would make any dictator proud. Forget sleep, she needs to search through those last four books and take notes before she even thinks about a break. She'll eat if someone brings her food, otherwise she'll just run down to the kitchen and quickly snatch up a bowl of whatever happens to be there, then it's back to the books. Once she finds what she wants, she files the pages away safely for later review. Pal's mental state wavers from day to day, depending on how much research she's been doing. At her best, Pal can entertain you with her seemingly endless supply of useless facts. At her worst, everything comes out as incoherent gibberish, so don't believe her when she tells you that the green tree frog lives in the icy tundra, has litters of up to five puppies at a time, and eats strawberry jelly doughnuts. Lack of sleep makes you wonky in the head. Don't be alarmed when she starts talking to invisible people, just quietly nudge her towards a bed. Even when in social situations, Pal's mind stays in research mode. She asks questions. A lot of questions. What's your maiden name? Is your mother living in the area? How much money would you say you bring home annually? Is this pie blueberry or raspberry? She doesn't answer questions about herself, she does the asking. If she's not sucking up your family history like a sponge sucks water, she'll bombard you with everything she knows about anything. The reason Pal is so hot on researching is that's pretty much what she was raised to do. Her parents thought that nurturing her natural curiosity in that way would bring her and their family up in the world, but that'll be explained in history. What you need to know now is that Pal has no idea what to do with herself when she's not buried under a few dozen record books. Without them or some other suitable activity (read: Telling people what she found out in those few dozen record books), Pal can only sit around twiddling her thumbs. Ever so slowly, she's emerging into the world of the living, however. She realizes that life isn't just about referencing and cross referencing data, not when you can see it with your very own eyes. So Pal began her career as something of a snoop. She's a nosy little bugger, and you can bet that if she finds something interesting, she'll look into it further. She'll listen in on conversations, hold glasses up to doorways, anything to get the juicy bits of gossip. All for research purposes of course... *coughs* Pal simply does not lie. If she tells you something, you can take it to the bank. She might be misinformed about a subject, mainly due to an error somewhere along the way, but she does not intentionally misrepresent a subject. That reputation makes her a highly trusted source of information and not many people doubt her word. On the occations where she does make a mistake, she's quick to admit her error-often before anyone else notices it-then take the proper steps to make everything all better. Outside of what she learns in books, Pal isn't terribly bright. Sometimes people's actions just plain confuzzle her. In those cases she falls back on the judgment of her superiors. Her forte is on the written page, she'll let others deal with philosophical problems. She has rather unrealistic views on the world as a whole. Whenever reality does smack her in the face, Pal's prone to temper tantrums and general childlike behavior. When she does get a few spare hours of totally free time, Pal is the road trip queen. Even when she's taking a short trip for work, she'll stop by a few of the local sights and see what there is to see. What is Pal's deepest, most longed for desire? She wants to be immortalized in history. Nothing would make her happier than to know that one thousand years from today, people will still know who she was and what she did, and maybe even admire her a bit. She wants the sort of fame that Cleopatra and Joan of Arc both gained, only she doesn't want to suffer a rather unpleasant death as they both did. Pal is in essence a bubbly and happy person. She's easy to get along with, there's little chance that she won't find you a terribly interesting person as long as you have a better personality than a pile of wet laundry. She can be sweet, funny and terribly charming when the mood strikes. She can tell you a ton of amusing stories, as long as they're something she read or was told. She's an old lady's dream, with the database of knowlege she has about EVERYONE, she's bound to have the newest gossip or rumor before it even comes to the general public's knowlege. Not everyone appreciates Pal's tendency to dig up the dirt, especially those people with secrets they'd like to keep secret. While Pal is a hit with gossip mongers, she's generally disliked by anyone with more than their share of skeletons in the closets. The biggest mistake one of these people could make would be to openly scorn Pal, she can be nasty and spiteful if provoked. She never sets out to give anyone a bad name for no good reason, but upset her and she'll air your dirtiest laundry in plain view of the whole country. The more you piss her off, the more determined she'll be. Generally, that's the way she deals with most of her problems. Upset Pal, and she'll tell everyone about how you were born with webbed feet. Break a promise and she'll be sure to spread the story about you and the "lady of the night" you were seen slinking through the dark allies with. History: Pal comes from a semi-noble family from the Sun Kingdom. They have the title, the big house, and a few servants, but in court, they rank only slightly above the Prince's accountant. They were by no means poor, they just didn't have enough to buy themselves to the top of the social ladder. Regardless of this, Pal's parents just KNEW their children would bring the Bren family to the top, and so the seed of ambition was planted into Pal's head early. Pal had was born with the sparkliest starseed in quite a few generations of Brens. Even saying that it wasn't terribly sparkly, just enough shimmer for people to take notice of it. Her parents figured that the shininess of her starseed, topped with the best damned education a person could have, would guarantee her a seat in the royal council. So as soon as she could read, they piled the books on her, telling her to read and reread them until the pages were imprinted in her mind. She did that, and was a walking encyclopedia by the age of ten. A few years later, most people would go to her rather than the library for information. True to her parent's plans, she strove to go straight to the top. This is where the lack of realism starts to shine. She figured, "Here I am, I've got centuries of history and whatnot crammed into my cranium. Why wouldn't I get appointed into some high-standing office?" Well apparently, she and her family were the only ones who thought that. Yes, it was noted that her mind was filled with more trivia than a million gameshows, but she WAS only a teenager, and inexperienced at any sort of politics. Best start her off as a lowly public official, sorting papers and whatnot. An intern if you will. Well this didn't settle well with Pal. Not at all. So she set off to scandalize all of the people who dissed her mad phat brainiac skills. Her plan was to take their jobs after they were forced out. See what I mean about her not being too swift? Even with the higher-level men gone, she still wouldn't get a promotion. After searching and digging up a few incriminating facts, she was caught by one of the men she meant to deface. She had not yet learned the subtle art of being subtle. Needless to say, he was not at all pleased with her extracurricular activities and had her booted out before she could say "sunset eyes". So she had to return home and continue studying. Up until she was around 17, Pal's research was rather light compared to her current workload. She slept back then. After her dismissal, her research became her life. She improved her snooping skills quite a bit and came across some rather interesting articles about the shards of Zvaigznes. The Kartiba came to her because it was pretty much common knowledge that she'd been canned from her government job for some mysterious reason, was looking into the lore about the 88 shards (she blabbered on about them enough...), and she had a fair amount of starseed shine. They came in, laid down their case, gave her a sparkly starseed boost and she's been with them ever since ^-^ Her official role in the Kartiba is something like a government's intelligence agency. Someone comes in and asks that she get the goods on so-and-so, she digs around her files, and BOOM, there's whatever they needed. She's not good at coming to conclusions about the best way of using that information, but her job is to mine the raw materials, let someone more qualified come up with the finished product. She currently lives at home with her folks (that is, whenever she's not plotting to overthrow a few governments), and hides away in her room usually, if only to avoid her mother. She hasn't told her parents just what exactly it is she does for a living yet, just that it's VERY important. Both Mommy and Daddy have noticed that Pal's behavior and sleeping patterns have changed quite a bit, but Pal manages to stay one step ahead of them. They would not approve of her most recent career choice: "We thought we'd raised you better than this. How many times do we have to tell you NOT to join an evil organization bent on tipping the world's political balance? *sob*" NPCs: (Pal's parents won't play a huge role, but she's bound to run into them from time to time considering they all live together, so here's a bit of info ^-^) Jelena--Jelena is Pal's mother and leading cause for stress. She's the one who wanted Pal to make something of the family, she's the one who pushed Pal's father into forcing the books on Pal. Jelena is a bit controlling and maybe even a little manipulative (although her intentions are pure, of course). She has a "Do things my way or suffer my wrath" kind of attitude, and usually comes across as a very strict woman. Poor Pal trembles in her wake, and generally avoids her. Jelena is a shorter, stouter version of Pal. She has the same orange-yellow hair--although her's is not bicolored-- pulled back from her face and cut just under her neckline and golden brown eyes like Pal's, as well as very similar facial structure. The biggest difference between the two is Jelena is a good six inches shorter than Pal, and twice as wide. Coyne (pronounced something like "coin")--Pal's father wanted her to do well for the family just as much as Jelena did, although a bit of henpecking from his wife led him to push her a little more than he'd intended. Coyne never had the "I wish I'd had a boy, therefore I should raise my girl like one!" attitude nor did he make a little daddy's girl out of her. She was there, he was her father. He fed her, clothed her, educated her and did whatever else a father should do for his child. He'd like to see something good come out of all of that. His family are nobility after all, however low in the chain they may be. While he isn't as hard on Pal as his wife is, he has expectations for her, the foremost being her using that shiny starseed to her family's benifit. Pal got her height from him, he's just a smidge over 6 feet tall, broad shouldered and slightly pouchy in the belly in his old age. He once had a head full of bright blond hair, but most of that has fallen victim to gravity, leaving his head smooth and shiny. He walks with a cane, more for style than necessity Part III: Soldier Information Special Skills:
Research: Want to know what your Great-grandmother ate for breakfast the day before your uncle's cat had kittens? Pal can find out for you. No matter how obscure the Powers: ---Svecu Luminance Convene: What it looks like: Svecu holds her candle snuffer upright above her head and slowly brings her arm down in a swooshing motion, pulling it behind her back horizontally. Nothing else seems to happen at first, then one by one, candles appear floating around her (assuming there's someway for them to get there, they can't float through walls). Let's just assume that they're all lit, for simplicity. What it does: Svecu summons candles from miles around. They are not magically enhanced or improved on in any way besides the fact that they float and the flames are a bit harder to put out. No, they can not slice through steel, and they have no sort of mentality to speak of. The number varies from one to thousands, depending on how many Svecu needs and how many are in the area (she can't summon a candle from across the globe, but one or two miles is no problem). This spell (it hardly deserves to be called an attack) can be used when she and her teammates need a bit of lighting, or if she gets desperate enough, Svecu can send the candles after enemies. They may not be magical but they ARE fire, and unless a person is magically immune to fire, they will be burned, and we are talking about a whole buttload of flaming candles. Summoning anything is bound to wear a person down, and Pal's lack of sleep surely can't help things here. A few candles shouldn't put too much strain on her, but calling legions of them will make her a little woozy and slow her down quite a bit. ---Calefacation (thank you dictionary.com for that handy little word): What it looks like: Svecu twirls her snuffer baton-style directly in front of her and around a dozen small bits (about the size of a penny) of hot wax shoot from it. They spray very quickly in a wide area directly in front of her. What it does: When the wax hits someone, they'll feel like that single part of their body is on fire, burning like a tiny little flame. The wax has to make skin contact, so any that gets on clothes dries and flakes harmlessly away (which gives the guys a really big advantage over the girls with this one, they've got more coverage). It doesn't lay down a whole lot of smack, but a person's less attentive to other things when it feels like their forehead is on fire. Svecu has no aim to speak of on this one, whoever's in front of her is open game whether they be friend or foe, so it's a good idea to get behind her when she starts up. The pain lasts for hours, maybe extending to a day. The wax shoots kind of willy-nilly, so a lot of the time you don't have to do anything but sit still to avoid getting hit, but dodging is almost pointless, because of the wide range and high speed of the attack. If she does accidentally hit a friend, she can neutralize the effects of the spell with her candle snuffer, snuffing out the "fire" ---Flame Charger What it looks like: Wandering around, Svecu can use her snuffer to snuff out small fires from torches and other burning stuff, then stores it in the snuffer for later use. This also works with weaker fire-based magical attacks. If she were ever to run into Sailor Mars (which we know she won't, but I need a fire-based senshi for the example), she'd be able to absorb a Fire Soul into the snuffer, but be in trouble if she tried the same with a Flame Sniper. When she performs this attack, Svecu breaks off the snuffing part of the snuffer (she'll glue it back on later) and points the open end at someone while many, many little flames shoot out, surrounding a single person, then combining to one big blaze. What it does: The same thing fire does any other time: burns. She can only attack with fire she's charged up, and the snuffer will only hold a certain amount, so she can usually only pull this off once or twice during a battle unless there's a fire somewhere on the field to tap from. Magical fire has a slightly different effect. If she manages to get some of that, she'll be able to shoot out the flames up to six times in a battle, and they're a good deal stronger. While the normal flame attack will make you hurt and perhaps knock you out of the battle for the day, the magic flame attack will most definatly knock you out of the battle and perhaps leave you out of the game for a few days afterwards. This can be dodged if you're very quick. The flames shoot out in a concentrated stream, so jumping out of the path will usually work. The drawback is that Svecu has no power over fire herself, she needs an outside source for that. She can't store fire for more than a few hours and that's that. Once her supply is gone she has to rely on her other attacks or wait around for something to catch fire. She can also cheat and use her candle summons and snuff out those fires to charge up but that'll still only get her one weak blast. If she tries to absorb a strong attack, she'll overload and get her butt whomped just like anyone else. Fuku: Blah, it makes so much more sense if I break it down. Primary: Wax (pale yellowish cream) Secondary: Bright orange-red. I changed parts of the fuku that should have been the primary color to the secondary, just to avoid two similar colors being piled on top of each other. Unitard: Dark blue with sparkly stars covering it. Wax colored sleeves that drip down her arms like melted wax. Belted at the waist with an ankle-length orange-red ribbon with forked ends, and below that a narrower beige belt forming a "v" shape. The unitard appears to melt underneath the belts and run in a dripping pattern onto the skirt. Pinned at the chest of the unitard is an orange-red ribbon and the eight pointed star of Zvaigznes. In the middle of that star is an orange-red stone. Skirt and cape: Her skirt is wax colored with large pleats. The very top has the blue melting droplets mentioned above. The cape is the wax color again, pinned at he shoulder, and drapes loosely to her waist. Gloves and tiara-thingie: The gloves are light beige and reach to Svecu's elbows. The thumbs are cut out and along the holes in the thumbs and along the elbow a thin dark blue rope is hemmed in. Underneath the rope at the elbows, there's a tuck of orange-red fabric with a "V" shape cut into the back. The Tiara is beige and runs straight across her forehead with a dip just over the left eye. On the dip there's another star of Zvaigznes with an orange-red stone. Shoes: Wax colored and reaching a few inches below the knee, the left one a couple inches higher than the right. They have a mid-sized heel and the tops have the same melted-wax look as the unitard's sleeves, so it looks like she's standing in partially burned candles. Henshin: Svecu Celestial Power Make-up Pal performs a swingy turn to face away from the camera and whatever clothes she happens to be wearing appear to drip off of her body (but we see none of her bits and pieces because magical henshins just don't work that way). She spins a few more times, stopping to face the camera and the drippy magic stuff left from her clothes melting swirls around her again, forming the fuku. Once all that's done with, she stops with her candle snuffer held in one hand away from her body, the other arm crossing her chest, and legs slightly parted. Part IV: Other Information
Knowledge: 1) Do you hate Neherenia? Will you be complaining that she's not evil and trying to sling mud at her in the game? This is important because if so, I Neherenia kicks ass. 'Nuff said. 2) Are you up on all your 'canon?' That is to say, have you read all the information on all the pages of the site, as well as the character profiles? I read the page many times over. I think I hopefully understand now. 3) Isn't Dievs pretty? You have no idea how pretty he is. If only real men looked like that. RP Experience: I got a teeny-tiny bit. Aion in Genesis. She be mine. Plus there be many, many half finished applications on my computer, but I don't think they count. Why you: Because She fights with the power of wax! And Wicks and Sticks was one of the nicest smelling stores in the mall! (Damn them for closing...) They had pretty candle holders. And her fuku is shiny! Knowing all this, how can you not accept Pal? Miscellaneous: I wasn't even considering playing a villain, but I kinda fell in love with the idea of Svecu when I was wandering around the page. I think my first thought was "She can smell nice!!". I just went from there. Part V: Grammar Check Blah. How about I just sneak up and steal your socks and we all consider them knocked off for the moment? |