Height/Weight: 5'9''|162 lbs
Job: Knight (of the Militia group Sparring Sparrows)
Birthday: Jan 29
He has clever hands and an even smarter mouth. He can be reliable in the strangest ways--but the catch is, he doesn’t think most things are worth the effort.
While he is honest in the sense that he’s morally upright, he’s also honest in the sense that he’s not a guy to hide his feelings or sugarcoat things. The truth hurts, and trust me, it’ll bruise too.
He grew up spoiled and sheltered, but thankfully not lazy. If he’s decided on something, he’ll pursue it with his all and will go at his goals with the stubbornness of a bull. But on the flip side, if he doesn’t care for it, he’ll put absolutely zero effort into it.
+ Observant (of environment)
His fighting style requires him to make use of his surroundings, so he’s grown up with the habit of being aware of what’s around him. Consequently, he rarely gets snuck up on, but unfortunately this skill doesn’t translate well to people since he grew up sheltered (and with no friends).
While not the heir to a sprawling mansion, he did grow up rather well to do and is used to having his way. He isn’t used to hearing he’s wrong, and will argue viciously and defensively until he cools off.
Evian’s family ran a successful apothecary in Prima, one that was headed by his grandfather and expected to be succeeded by Evian’s older brother Marcel. As the second son, Evian had no obligations and was free to pursue his whims--and so he did, spending his days picking up random hobbies and dropping them just as fast. But over the years, his persistent passions were reading or training at the nearest dojo. As a result, he became both very knowledgeable about random topics and very good with his hands.
He never felt particularly envious of Marcel, who had grandfather’s attention and time but was constantly swamped in his studies to be the apothecary’s successor, but instead relished the freedom that came with being (financially) cared for and not having to lift a finger to do it--which was just as well, considering he had no interest in the apothecary at all.
He didn’t stop to think of what his brother thought of everything, which backfired on him spectacularly when their grandpa passed and the apothecary was passed down to Marcel, who promptly dropped everything to elope with “the love of his life” whom he met during open karaoke tavern night. He took most of the money with him too, so Evian was left confused and floundering with a business that a) he didn’t know how to manage and b) had absolutely no interest in. So it sank, and Evian didn’t try very hard to keep it from happening.
Frustrated, he took up drinking every night in local bars, complaining dramatically (and drunkenly) to everyone who would listen about the unfairness of the situation and the cruelness of the world. He splurged on alcohol until he was pretty much broke, and when one of the tavern’s patrons suggested he go out and sell his services, Evian stood in front of the tavern to do just that. Except people mistook his meaning, so he beat them up and got arrested.
In jail, it was either stay there for eons or enlist, and it was a pretty obvious choice for him to make. He joined the knights under the militia group Sparring Sparrows and have been with them ever since.
- Has very steady hands. Would make a great surgeon! n__n
- Flexible. Can do the splits and overhead flips and ping-pong off rocks like nobody’s business!
- Has absolutely no idea how to use a sword. He carries one around because it fits his image of what a knight should look like--but if he gets serious in a fight, he’ll rip off all his shiny armor, slip on his brass knuckles, and drop into a fighting stance.
- Runs hot and rarely gets cold.
- The absolute worst kind of weepy, clingy, embarrassing drunk. Heavyweight by practice. (His liver is probably crying!)
- Wakes up every day at 8:30AM like clockwork--even if he has a hangover. If he’s awake any earlier or later, he’ll be irritable all day.
- Can’t sit still. Even if he’s relaxing, he’ll swing his legs, tap his feet, or drum his fingers.
- CV: Fukuyama Jun
Roleplay Methods/Availability: Semi-Lit/Lit pls! I like RPing in Googledocs/Forums HIT ME UP HOMIES
Shaded Halfbody x1 = 400 G
Shaded Fullbody x2 = 900G
Semi Chibi Halfbody x 3 = 900 G
Complex BG = 250 G
RP Log = eclairexpress.proboards.com/th… (5337/3)/10, rounded down =150G +100G forum bonus = 250 G
Total : 2,700 G
Sketch by Kaiet+ 600 FP between Rori/Leslie/Seifer
Lines & flatcolor/shading by Rinslettuce
BG by akanekari
BEEN BOUNCIN OFF THE WALLS FOR THIS EVENT OMFG QUAKES WITH EXCITEMENT
Seifer Errowyn (Xlvysarell is an alias LMFAO SPOILER ALERT); 17 years old, grade 11.
Aged down for this event, his personality changes accordingly!
Compared to his canon counterpart, he's more reticent and significantly less relaxed. He still suffers from narcolepsy, though. He can seem unapproachable or intimidating, but it's actually quite easy to make him smile. He's friendly, polite, and companionable, but is a bit distant and seems to keep everyone at arm's length. He keeps his cards close to his chest and is particularly sensitive about matters of his family--he doesn't like to talk about them, or himself for the matter. He can have a temper when his buttons are poked, but when pushed to the point that he's really, genuinely angry, he shuts down stone-faced and ice cold.
Currently in the Light Music Club, Tea Ceremony Club, and Les Paradis!
+ Since he's from a wealthy family, he is chauffeured to school daily in a sleek black sports car. It's hideously embarrassing to him LMFAO
+ Takes his grades very seriously, almost obsessively. Despite this, he falls asleep in class every day without fail (not because he's bored, he's narcoleptic LOL)
+ Closeted botanist. He loves flowers and plants but his family doesn't approve so he has to avoid his precious hobby under their prying eyes.
+ Uses a combination of meds and therapy to treat his narcolepsy, which alleviates his symptoms to a degree (though not much)
+ Still forgets to eat sometimes, or rather chooses not to and takes a nap during lunch instead.
+ He's still that moron that never takes anything off regardless of heatstroke. He tries every trick in the book to get out of PE simply because he doesn't want to wear short sleeves, and if he can't get out of it, he shows up either swathed in bandages or dripping in concealer to cover his tattoos LOL-- aaand it so follows that he won't enter the swimming pool even at gunpoint LMFAO
+ He's not injured or anything, despite what the gauze at his neck suggests. His tattoos arc up his neck and aren't completely covered by the uniform, so he hides it with that.
IF ANYONE WANTS TO HIT UP THIS LOSER FOR RP BY ALL MEANS!!!!! HEHEHEHOUEOEHEUO WAVES HANDS FRANTICALLY
OH AND IF ANYONE WANTS THE TEMPLATE FOR THE SCHOOL ID LMK LMAO I MADE BLANKS FOR ALL GRADES ^Q^b
Fullbody link: twitter.com/akanekari/status/5…
Gold: Fullbody CG (350G) + Headshot CG (250G) + Meme/Event Bonus (100G) = 700G