Post by VivianneDelacroix on Nov 29, 2004 2:55:19 GMT -5
Character Name: Vivianne DeLacroix
Character type: Fantasy/Steampunk(?)
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Character Class: Thief/Rogue
Alignment: Neutral
How I view the world: The world is my oyster, I just have to find a way to crack the shell. I search for enjoyment and do anything to obtain my means, even if it means leaving someone's purse strings a little lighter.
Physical Appearance: Long raven locks spill down over my shoulders, waving and rippling like oil. These slick and shining tresses end just at the small of my back, a small bit of curl making them flip up at the end. Piercing green eyes stare out from pale white skin, gold around pupils that sinks into light green, a darker almost plack around the irises. Tall, around 5'10", and slender in an almost boyish way, I dress for the night. Black and more black adorns my thin body, though every movement I make is that of a cat...slow, methodical, wary. A fecetious smile tugs at the corner of my red lips, a look of daring that makes even the most humble of men unsure and suspicious.
Likes and Dislikes: I like alcohol, plain and simple. I love to have a good time and can quite often be found in bars. Other than that, dark hovels are my cup of tea. No better place to gather your thoughts and your findings then a dark corner. I dislike blowhards...especially those that blow harder than myself.
Quirks and Faults: Above all else, Vivianne is bluff and bluster. She has great skills, but she is aware of this and often tells others of her own greatness. She would be a great and powerful theif...if her mouth didn't keep getting her into trouble. Her love for the drink also makes her more prone at certain times.
Powers/abilities: I am an adept theif when I put my mind to it. The ability to move silently in shadows, hardly seen or heard when need be are just some of my abilities. Though, a girl has to keep some secrets.
History in a nutshell: Brought up in the slovens of the city, Vivianne left her family at the young age of 15 to seek her own fortunes and fame. Once on her own she realized that the world outside of her family's home was much harsher than she had realized. She fell into the wrong crowd, pickpocketing and small thievery becoming daily life. One night while walking down the street, she saw a strange figure in the darkness. A person that moved so swiftly and silently that they were like a shadow among the buildings. Her naturally quick eye followed the figure as did she. This thief, this shadow, she found and convinced to teach her. She still learns from this sensai, this master of theivery, this shadow among shadows. She has promise...skill...deftness and an intensity to be the best.