KiraxSummers
[13] Hero
For me, art and literature are inseparable old friends. So this thread is going to be an integration of the two things I love the most - art and writing ;) Be warned: the thread is very character-centric and you will likely encounter bio-data and story snippets. If that's not really your thing, click open the spoiler tags and skim until you find pretty pictures (assuming they are pretty XD); it shouldn't be too hard.
Anyway, as I probably mentioned, most of the characters I create are a part of a serialized story I write for the amusement of the people who know me. A story that started around SC4 and I'd be a pretty crappy writer if I didn't even give you the means of knowing the whole story so here we go!
Her name is Catherine Leonidas. Her village was attacked on the day of her wedding so she ran away and is now bent on finding her lost fiance whose name she will reveal to no one for some odd reason. Her fiance had always shown an interest in the cursed sword so she decides to try and find it and by extension, him as well. Soon after she sets off, she rescues a rather overconfident knight by the name of Leo from a group of bandits and the two, realizing they were after the same goal, decide to travel together. She is fairly young but circumstances forced her to grow up much sooner. As a result, she can be pretty childish but she is a serious warrior in battle. She has no idea what to make of Leo's romantic advances and maintains a teasing relationship with him, constantly referencing the day she saved his life.
He's Leofric Eldred (Just Leo to his friends) He is a knight who set off to find Soul Edge under the orders of his king to bring glory to the kingdom. Soon after leaving, he was set upon by bandits and escaped by the skin of his teeth when Catherine intervened. To this day, he swears he softened them up for her! He becomes Catherine's travelling companion and pretty much falls in love. He's vainglorious and doesn't take defeat very well (especially at the hands of a woman) Ultimately, his goal is to find Soul Edge and Catherine's fiance (whose name he doesn't know, she won't tell him), conk the guy over the head and waltz off with the glory, the sword and the girl.
He is Luther Eldred. As the name suggests, he is Leo's elder brother. But unlike his brother, he is a ruthless, unpredictable person with a nasty temper. He was banished for attempting to overthrow the king in a military coup which was suppressed largely by his own brother. He was furious and bitter over the incident and decided he would return stronger than ever with Soul Edge in his grasp. Over time however, he lost all leads on the cursed sword and was forced to settle down in a village where he was betrothed to a woman named Catherine. When his village was destroyed, his violent, power hungry emotions returned and he set off once more to seek out Soul Edge and ultimately destroy the kingdom that wronged him. He is a man who has committed countless sins and his name is loathed and feared. Despite this, Catherine will not give up, believing that there is some good left in him. Leo is too ashamed to ever speak of him and assumes he is dead. Little does he know that they are about to meet again in the worst way possible!
These next set of people have a story that is an offshoot of Leo, Catherine and Luther's. It takes place in a refugee city where a resistance is started to oppose the bloodthirsty Luther.
Name : Vivian LeCroix
Age : 24
Personality : Confident, determined
Vivian is the little sister of the leader of the rebels. She is a pretty young woman but constantly faded into the background of her brother's success, courage and not to mention, dashing good looks. She was expected to be a good girl and stay off the battlefield! But one day her glorious bro flounced into battle and got himself blown to bits in sheer carelessness. She attended his subsequent funeral and was expected yet again to, well, weep but shocked everyone in the room by picking up her brother's sword and announcing that the resistance had a new commander.
Vivian is a headstrong, confident person who has vowed to lead them to victory despite not being taken seriously by most of the rebels. She has however, managed to capture the imaginations of the other women and inspires many to join the resistance. As for the naysayers? Well Vivian is about to show her male - dominated society what a woman is capable of!
Name : Christine Miller
Age : 21
Personality : Tomboyish, rash
Christine is a typical tomboy. She came to the refugee city after she was orphaned and joined the resistance to do something with her life. She orders everyone to call her 'Chris' lest they be on the receiving end of a painful beating. She also refuses to let her hair grow past her neck. Christine is a talented archer but her swords(wo)manship leaves much to be desired. At first glance, she seems to be an abrasive, rash, condescending person but few know the real reason for her behavior. She is the sole remaining guardian of her two little siblings, a twelve year old boy named Caleb and a girl of ten named Melody and as such, is determined to look after them and guarantee them a future, even at the cost of her own.
Name : Ryouta Takahashi
Age : 25
Personality : Compassionate, naive
Ryouta is a valuable member of the resistance for his medical genius. He fights like a toddler but he's a pretty nice guy with a heart of gold. Unfortunately, he is also extremely gullible. Ryouta once saved Christine, dragging her injured body in from the battlefield and ever since he realized it was a girl under that helmet(alt. costume), he's been hopelessly in love! But it seems she has no time for him, obsessed with protecting her siblings.
Eventually, Christine found his fumbling advances a waste of her time and proceeded to put him down in the most hurtful, humiliating way she possibly could. Broken-hearted, Ryouta found solace in the company of a fellow resistance member: a sugary-sweet yet airheaded young woman by the name of Mi-Sun Yi. A friendship which soon blossomed into a beautiful romance, giving love meaning to Ryouta once more!
Name : Duvall White
Age : 25
Personality : Sly, calculating
Duvall kind of of landed up in the refugee city out of nowhere. He doesn't say much about himself other than his name, and most wonder if that's even the truth. He's a brilliant tactician though, and has proved himself more than capable many times. He seems pretty smooth, observing events carefully before making his move and he is often the only one to side with Vivian when the question of her abilities as a leader arises. But Duvall has a dark secret. He happens to be a human trafficker of the worst kind and has grown fairly rich at the expense of others. The refugee city has become his playground and he conducts his business neat and efficiently. He is unchallenged because he's managed to win Vivian's trust and unbeknownst to him, her heart as well! Perhaps foolishly, he now has his sights set on Caleb and Melody and Vivian will soon have to make the decision of her life.
Good God, my writing back then... ^^;
Tl;dr? I don't blame you but I'm going to continue talking as if you know all of the above XD
Evangelos Eldred
Evan to his friends (lolwhatfriends?)
Evangelos is the son of Catherine and Leo. As a result, it would seem he inherited the best of his parents' cosmetic traits: from his mother's raven, sonnet-worthy locks of hair to his father's piercing golden eyes, yes, he's adorable. What he failed to inherit was everything else.
Being the son of Leo, who went on to rule the refugee capitol (now the kingdom of Heldenshire), Evan is a prince. So sue him for acting like one! He is also a musical genius, proficient in playing the piano, harp and violin. On the other hand, he is nothing but a failure in his father's eyes. After all, what kind of 'man' straddles a big, girly instrument instead of picking up a sword?
"Right now?"
"Yes, it's something every boy must know when he comes of age." Luther nodded. Allante groaned inwardly. This sounded like 'the talk'. He'd been dreading 'the talk'. But, trapped as he was, he followed his father to the throne where the old dictator sat down and began to speak, "Allante, one day, you are going to fall in love with a beautiful woman." Allante almost gagged, hoping the sour expression hadn't traveled to his face. "And she, in turn, will fall in love with you. It will be the most magical moment in your young life and it will feel as though, with her by your side, even the Gods would stand powerless before you. She will even bear you a beautiful son..." Luther's expression quickly transformed; from that of an ardent dreamer to something completely different. "Following which she will hunt you like a dog, kick you in the groin, shatter your dreams and make off with your brother!" He snarled. Allante squirmed uncomfortably, realizing his father was, yet again, on one of his obscure, retrospective rants. He chanced opening his mouth,
"I don't have a bro-"
"Silence!" Luther closed his eyes and heaved a deep breath, seeming to regain his stony composure. "Anyway. As I was saying: don't trust a woman with your heart. She will leave it in pieces." Allante sensed that the lecture was over and laughed nervously, half in gratitude and half because he didn't want to start his father off again.
"Good thing I'm into men, huh father?" Luther's eyes shot open in horror, like tearing apart a bandage. Allante paled, considering that that was, perhaps, not the best way to break the ice...
"D-Did I say something wrong? I-I was only asking for directions, sir!"
"Try again before I part your head from your shoulders."
"I'm sorry, sir! Lord? Master? King?" It was not helping. Evan jumped as he heard the unmistakable sound of metal sliding from its sheath. And then a sharp, glinting sword tip was directed at his heart.
"You better start running, skirt-boy. Start runnning reeeeeaaal fast."
Anyway, as I probably mentioned, most of the characters I create are a part of a serialized story I write for the amusement of the people who know me. A story that started around SC4 and I'd be a pretty crappy writer if I didn't even give you the means of knowing the whole story so here we go!
SC4 STUFF
He's Leofric Eldred (Just Leo to his friends) He is a knight who set off to find Soul Edge under the orders of his king to bring glory to the kingdom. Soon after leaving, he was set upon by bandits and escaped by the skin of his teeth when Catherine intervened. To this day, he swears he softened them up for her! He becomes Catherine's travelling companion and pretty much falls in love. He's vainglorious and doesn't take defeat very well (especially at the hands of a woman) Ultimately, his goal is to find Soul Edge and Catherine's fiance (whose name he doesn't know, she won't tell him), conk the guy over the head and waltz off with the glory, the sword and the girl.
He is Luther Eldred. As the name suggests, he is Leo's elder brother. But unlike his brother, he is a ruthless, unpredictable person with a nasty temper. He was banished for attempting to overthrow the king in a military coup which was suppressed largely by his own brother. He was furious and bitter over the incident and decided he would return stronger than ever with Soul Edge in his grasp. Over time however, he lost all leads on the cursed sword and was forced to settle down in a village where he was betrothed to a woman named Catherine. When his village was destroyed, his violent, power hungry emotions returned and he set off once more to seek out Soul Edge and ultimately destroy the kingdom that wronged him. He is a man who has committed countless sins and his name is loathed and feared. Despite this, Catherine will not give up, believing that there is some good left in him. Leo is too ashamed to ever speak of him and assumes he is dead. Little does he know that they are about to meet again in the worst way possible!
These next set of people have a story that is an offshoot of Leo, Catherine and Luther's. It takes place in a refugee city where a resistance is started to oppose the bloodthirsty Luther.
Name : Vivian LeCroix
Age : 24
Personality : Confident, determined
Vivian is the little sister of the leader of the rebels. She is a pretty young woman but constantly faded into the background of her brother's success, courage and not to mention, dashing good looks. She was expected to be a good girl and stay off the battlefield! But one day her glorious bro flounced into battle and got himself blown to bits in sheer carelessness. She attended his subsequent funeral and was expected yet again to, well, weep but shocked everyone in the room by picking up her brother's sword and announcing that the resistance had a new commander.
Vivian is a headstrong, confident person who has vowed to lead them to victory despite not being taken seriously by most of the rebels. She has however, managed to capture the imaginations of the other women and inspires many to join the resistance. As for the naysayers? Well Vivian is about to show her male - dominated society what a woman is capable of!
Name : Christine Miller
Age : 21
Personality : Tomboyish, rash
Christine is a typical tomboy. She came to the refugee city after she was orphaned and joined the resistance to do something with her life. She orders everyone to call her 'Chris' lest they be on the receiving end of a painful beating. She also refuses to let her hair grow past her neck. Christine is a talented archer but her swords(wo)manship leaves much to be desired. At first glance, she seems to be an abrasive, rash, condescending person but few know the real reason for her behavior. She is the sole remaining guardian of her two little siblings, a twelve year old boy named Caleb and a girl of ten named Melody and as such, is determined to look after them and guarantee them a future, even at the cost of her own.
Name : Ryouta Takahashi
Age : 25
Personality : Compassionate, naive
Ryouta is a valuable member of the resistance for his medical genius. He fights like a toddler but he's a pretty nice guy with a heart of gold. Unfortunately, he is also extremely gullible. Ryouta once saved Christine, dragging her injured body in from the battlefield and ever since he realized it was a girl under that helmet(alt. costume), he's been hopelessly in love! But it seems she has no time for him, obsessed with protecting her siblings.
Eventually, Christine found his fumbling advances a waste of her time and proceeded to put him down in the most hurtful, humiliating way she possibly could. Broken-hearted, Ryouta found solace in the company of a fellow resistance member: a sugary-sweet yet airheaded young woman by the name of Mi-Sun Yi. A friendship which soon blossomed into a beautiful romance, giving love meaning to Ryouta once more!
Name : Duvall White
Age : 25
Personality : Sly, calculating
Duvall kind of of landed up in the refugee city out of nowhere. He doesn't say much about himself other than his name, and most wonder if that's even the truth. He's a brilliant tactician though, and has proved himself more than capable many times. He seems pretty smooth, observing events carefully before making his move and he is often the only one to side with Vivian when the question of her abilities as a leader arises. But Duvall has a dark secret. He happens to be a human trafficker of the worst kind and has grown fairly rich at the expense of others. The refugee city has become his playground and he conducts his business neat and efficiently. He is unchallenged because he's managed to win Vivian's trust and unbeknownst to him, her heart as well! Perhaps foolishly, he now has his sights set on Caleb and Melody and Vivian will soon have to make the decision of her life.
Tl;dr? I don't blame you but I'm going to continue talking as if you know all of the above XD
SC5 STUFF!
Evangelos Eldred
Evan to his friends (lolwhatfriends?)
Being the son of Leo, who went on to rule the refugee capitol (now the kingdom of Heldenshire), Evan is a prince. So sue him for acting like one! He is also a musical genius, proficient in playing the piano, harp and violin. On the other hand, he is nothing but a failure in his father's eyes. After all, what kind of 'man' straddles a big, girly instrument instead of picking up a sword?
***
"Stupid father..." Evangelos muttered to himself as he carefully scaled his way down the castle wall. "'Girly' he says... 'skirt' he says... I'll show him! I'll be the best knight in the whole world! I-I'll slay a dragon! I'll kiss a princess! I'll kiss a dragon and slay a princess at the same time! Oh wait..." His chattering teeth cut off his rant as the gales drove their icy fingers down his spine. Still he pressed on, his numb fingers scraping along on the stone in silence. A look down revealed to him the oily moat that was a recent addition to the castle *coughprisoncough* he lived in. "Ha!" Evan smirked. "If he thinks that will stop me, he has another thing coming!" It was only when he dipped a foot into the murk that he happened a closer look. "Why are there so many logs in here? Couldn't his majesty, the king be bothered to hire more servants?" He sniffed imperiously. The logs drifted curiously closer as he lowered himself into the foul ooze, his nose already wrinkled in distaste. Evan glanced over his shoulder. His blood ran as cold as German winter... Why were the logs staring at him?
Allante Eldred
(aka the hottest guy in the world)
Oh, Allante. Bards have sung his praise before and they certainly shall again. But as the protege of evil dictator Luther Eldred, he doesn't seem very evil to, well, anyone. Possibly because, as Luther tells him, he and his twin sister were stolen from their crib and raised to be both Luther's heirs and mercenaries. It doesn't bother him too much though as, in his words, "If my parents let some wacko like you kidnap us, they must have been even worse, am I right?" Aside from being a beach blonde and a skilled fighter, he is also undeniable proof that the universe hates women! Because even though his milkshake brings all the girls to the yard, he's looking for a... ahem, different kind of sweetheart...(aka the hottest guy in the world)
***
"Son, I want to tell you a little something about life." Allante froze in his tracks, turning cautiously to see his father standing behind him with his arms crossed, a faraway look in his eyes."Right now?"
"Yes, it's something every boy must know when he comes of age." Luther nodded. Allante groaned inwardly. This sounded like 'the talk'. He'd been dreading 'the talk'. But, trapped as he was, he followed his father to the throne where the old dictator sat down and began to speak, "Allante, one day, you are going to fall in love with a beautiful woman." Allante almost gagged, hoping the sour expression hadn't traveled to his face. "And she, in turn, will fall in love with you. It will be the most magical moment in your young life and it will feel as though, with her by your side, even the Gods would stand powerless before you. She will even bear you a beautiful son..." Luther's expression quickly transformed; from that of an ardent dreamer to something completely different. "Following which she will hunt you like a dog, kick you in the groin, shatter your dreams and make off with your brother!" He snarled. Allante squirmed uncomfortably, realizing his father was, yet again, on one of his obscure, retrospective rants. He chanced opening his mouth,
"I don't have a bro-"
"Silence!" Luther closed his eyes and heaved a deep breath, seeming to regain his stony composure. "Anyway. As I was saying: don't trust a woman with your heart. She will leave it in pieces." Allante sensed that the lecture was over and laughed nervously, half in gratitude and half because he didn't want to start his father off again.
"Good thing I'm into men, huh father?" Luther's eyes shot open in horror, like tearing apart a bandage. Allante paled, considering that that was, perhaps, not the best way to break the ice...
Amaryllis Eldred
(aka the flattest girl in the world)
Apparently, even being the twin sister of the most desirable stud this side of Germany couldn't save poor Amaryllis. Any commentary on the... err, flatness of her appearance may be summed up by her brother's nickname for her: "The Paper Princess". What she lacks in appeal, however, she more than makes up for with staggeringly firm leadership and sheer determination. But under her thick skin is a surprisingly feminine side that loves a good giggle over a cute boy, or a new pair of shoes as much as any girl her age but is insecure about it, as if she doesn't have 'the right' to be the girl she is. She is not only unlike her brother, Allante, in appearance but she is also straight as an arrow. Which is undeniable proof that the universe hates men!(aka the flattest girl in the world)
***
"What did you call me?" Evan quavered under Amaryllis' stone cold glare."D-Did I say something wrong? I-I was only asking for directions, sir!"
"Try again before I part your head from your shoulders."
"I'm sorry, sir! Lord? Master? King?" It was not helping. Evan jumped as he heard the unmistakable sound of metal sliding from its sheath. And then a sharp, glinting sword tip was directed at his heart.
"You better start running, skirt-boy. Start runnning reeeeeaaal fast."
Moral of the story? If you are either a guy or a girl, the universe hates you ;)
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