Post by Ezekiel Griswold on Oct 17, 2017 16:11:15 GMT -8
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[attr="class","resetapptop"]Ezekiel Griswold
[attr="class","resetapptop2"]Heaven, if you sent us down. So we can build a playground. For the sinners to play as saints. You'd be so proud of what we've made.
[attr="class","resetappicon"]  | [attr="class","resetappinfo1"]GENDER [attr="class","resetappinfo2"]Male [attr="class","resetappinfo1"]SEXUALITY [attr="class","resetappinfo2"]Heterosexual | [attr="class","resetappinfo1"]AGE [attr="class","resetappinfo2"]Nineteen [attr="class","resetappinfo1"]OCCUPATION [attr="class","resetappinfo2"]Gerudo King | [attr="class","resetappinfo1"]RACE [attr="class","resetappinfo2"]Gerudo [attr="class","resetappinfo1"]PLAYED BY [attr="class","resetappinfo2"]Daxton |
[attr="class","resetapptitle"]PERSONALITY
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| ■ Anxious ■ Self-Doubting ■ Lost ■ Self-Critical ■ Procrastinator | ■ Friendly ■ Charming ■ Gritty ■ Loyal ■ Honest |
[attr="class","resetapptitle1"]BIOGRAPHY
[attr="class","resetapptext"]I'm surprised I can recall anything. With how often mom would swat me over the head for stepping out of line, you would think I had some sort of permanent memory loss. But I remember quite a bit, a surprising amount of my childhood. Dad... he left. And he never came back. I don't know why he left. Mom was crying, so were all of my sisters. It made me cry, I didn't know why.
I didn't really get a chance to be a child though. "Sit up straight!" "Mind your manners!" "Posture!". It was agonizing. I always wanted to explore, see the world, but honestly? I have yet to even leave the desert. I've just been so busy. I'm also just so scared to leave the desert. What'll happen if I'm gone too long? What if when I'm gone, something horrible breaks free from the Arbiter's grounds? People spin dark tales and rumors of that place. Or what if someone tries to attack my people in general. I don't want any of that. I just want peace in this desert. I'd like to think that besides our former king, that there wasn't anything we'd done to warrant conflict with anybody, but the wise ladies always told me that there will be someone out there who wants conflict.
I hate it.
I feel so underpressure, even when I get a short break. I was raised strictly for being King, it seems, and I have no idea how to do it. All the examples before me are either gone or... ya know. Ganon. There's not much to go off of, and the times are much different now than they were before. With all the combat lessons and magic I've been taught, with all the countless hours learning diplomacy, manners and cultures. Even with all that and more, I still don't feel prepared with what may come.
I didn't really get a chance to be a child though. "Sit up straight!" "Mind your manners!" "Posture!". It was agonizing. I always wanted to explore, see the world, but honestly? I have yet to even leave the desert. I've just been so busy. I'm also just so scared to leave the desert. What'll happen if I'm gone too long? What if when I'm gone, something horrible breaks free from the Arbiter's grounds? People spin dark tales and rumors of that place. Or what if someone tries to attack my people in general. I don't want any of that. I just want peace in this desert. I'd like to think that besides our former king, that there wasn't anything we'd done to warrant conflict with anybody, but the wise ladies always told me that there will be someone out there who wants conflict.
I hate it.
I feel so underpressure, even when I get a short break. I was raised strictly for being King, it seems, and I have no idea how to do it. All the examples before me are either gone or... ya know. Ganon. There's not much to go off of, and the times are much different now than they were before. With all the combat lessons and magic I've been taught, with all the countless hours learning diplomacy, manners and cultures. Even with all that and more, I still don't feel prepared with what may come.
[attr="class","resetapptitle1"]WEAPONS
[attr="class","resetapptext"]Tornado Rod: An enchanted staff that is able to shoot blasts of cutting wind.
[attr="class","resetapptitle1"]ITEMS
[attr="class","resetapptext"]Bowie Knife: An extra measure for self defense if someone gets too close for comfort when posing a threat of any kind.
[attr="class","resetapptitle1"]MAGIC
[attr="class","resetapptext"]Breathe: When he feels surrounded, he can create a short burst of air to push smaller enemies away from him, or annoy anything around him with sand in their eyes, he guesses. He's still young, his magics are still weak compared to most.
Flash: A blinding flash of light that can stun most people with its sudden intensity... including Zeke if he's looking at it when he uses it. Another trick to help him get away.
+ Wind Resistance: Due to a life spent dealing with the desert winds, all Gerudo take slightly less damage from wind based attacks.
+ Heat Resistance: The Gerudo are used to the blistering heat of the desert, and thus take slightly less damage from fire based attacks.
Flash: A blinding flash of light that can stun most people with its sudden intensity... including Zeke if he's looking at it when he uses it. Another trick to help him get away.
+ Wind Resistance: Due to a life spent dealing with the desert winds, all Gerudo take slightly less damage from wind based attacks.
+ Heat Resistance: The Gerudo are used to the blistering heat of the desert, and thus take slightly less damage from fire based attacks.
[attr="class","resetapptitle1"]EXTRA
[attr="class","resetapptext"]- His five older sisters are still alive and frequently pester him when the opportunity to do so arises.
[attr="class","resetappfc"]Tales of Zestiria, Zaveid
