Post by Sodahwx on May 22, 2007 17:03:23 GMT -5
Name: Sodahwx
Age: 18
Alliance: Odibonexs
Appearance: Sodahwx has silver hair with black strands of hair here and there that reaches to his shoulders with bangs that go to his chin. His eyes are golden colored and almost look like they belong to a wolf, while he has a scar under his right eye. He usualy wears a choker around his neck and a black shirt with only one sleeve. His shirts only sleeve covers his left arm, while his right arm has no sleeve at all, so he covers his right arm in belts tied all around. The belt around his waist has to supports so that he can carry around his Keyblades on his belt, with the buckle being a pentagram with thirteen points. His pants are black and baggy, a belt tied around each leg just below his knees. He wears no socks or shoes, only black sandals.
Keyblade: One-Winged Angel
Keyblade Appearance:
Keyblade: Last Judgement Keyblade
Keyblade Appearance:
Personality: Sodahwx, in short terms, is apathetic and actualy emo. This might be because of his black wings which sometimes at night make him look like a Soul Reaper.
History: Sodahwx is a complete mistery, not many knowing his past. Whenever he is asked where he comes from, he changes the subject. But one thing is for sure; Wherever he came from, he obviusly doesn't want to go back. Who knows why, though. And who knows why the name of his alliance, the Odibonexs, is the word "Nobodies" mixed up and with an "X" added...
Anything Else: If he isn't seen with his Keyblades, he is seen with a scyth.
Posting Example:
The hallways of the castle were silent. It seemed like everyone was asleep, since not even a bug could be heard zooming through the air. Then again, why would even a bug dare to enter the castle? And yet, the shadow of a figure in a black cape could be seen on the walls. They turned around a corner and continued to silently walk to the end of the hallway, looking for a specific door. It almost seemed like the person was floating. Then, they stopped, and walked into a bedroom, closing the door behind them.
Sodahwx moved to his bed, sitting down on the edge, grabbing a small, black notebook out from under one of many pillows. He then got up and walked over to a desk and picked up a pencil, flipping through the pages of the notebook until he reached a blank page. He began to write:
I really need to get a calendar in my room. I don’t know what date and what time it is, so just forget those. There’s a Ball coming up. I doubt I’ll go. After all, who would I go with? What’s the point of going anyway without someone to go with at all? All I would be able to do is lean against a wall and watch, and that’s as boring as heck. I don’t know. I’ll see. I still have some time to think on it. In the meantime, I’ll just keep training. Who knows when I’ll need to fight.
Sodahwx then closed his journal, putting both the book and the pencil on the desk. He walked back to his bed and sat down again, then laying back into the bed and looking at the ceiling. His golden eyes reflected in the light of his room and his silver hair covered his face as he put his hands under his head, thinking. That was pretty much all he did anymore was think. Unless someone wanted a conversation, he rarely talked. Why was his life so boring? Why was his life so gloomy? Why the heck was there an odd odor in his room?
Age: 18
Alliance: Odibonexs
Appearance: Sodahwx has silver hair with black strands of hair here and there that reaches to his shoulders with bangs that go to his chin. His eyes are golden colored and almost look like they belong to a wolf, while he has a scar under his right eye. He usualy wears a choker around his neck and a black shirt with only one sleeve. His shirts only sleeve covers his left arm, while his right arm has no sleeve at all, so he covers his right arm in belts tied all around. The belt around his waist has to supports so that he can carry around his Keyblades on his belt, with the buckle being a pentagram with thirteen points. His pants are black and baggy, a belt tied around each leg just below his knees. He wears no socks or shoes, only black sandals.
Keyblade: One-Winged Angel
Keyblade Appearance:
Keyblade: Last Judgement Keyblade
Keyblade Appearance:
Personality: Sodahwx, in short terms, is apathetic and actualy emo. This might be because of his black wings which sometimes at night make him look like a Soul Reaper.
History: Sodahwx is a complete mistery, not many knowing his past. Whenever he is asked where he comes from, he changes the subject. But one thing is for sure; Wherever he came from, he obviusly doesn't want to go back. Who knows why, though. And who knows why the name of his alliance, the Odibonexs, is the word "Nobodies" mixed up and with an "X" added...
Anything Else: If he isn't seen with his Keyblades, he is seen with a scyth.
Posting Example:
The hallways of the castle were silent. It seemed like everyone was asleep, since not even a bug could be heard zooming through the air. Then again, why would even a bug dare to enter the castle? And yet, the shadow of a figure in a black cape could be seen on the walls. They turned around a corner and continued to silently walk to the end of the hallway, looking for a specific door. It almost seemed like the person was floating. Then, they stopped, and walked into a bedroom, closing the door behind them.
Sodahwx moved to his bed, sitting down on the edge, grabbing a small, black notebook out from under one of many pillows. He then got up and walked over to a desk and picked up a pencil, flipping through the pages of the notebook until he reached a blank page. He began to write:
I really need to get a calendar in my room. I don’t know what date and what time it is, so just forget those. There’s a Ball coming up. I doubt I’ll go. After all, who would I go with? What’s the point of going anyway without someone to go with at all? All I would be able to do is lean against a wall and watch, and that’s as boring as heck. I don’t know. I’ll see. I still have some time to think on it. In the meantime, I’ll just keep training. Who knows when I’ll need to fight.
Sodahwx then closed his journal, putting both the book and the pencil on the desk. He walked back to his bed and sat down again, then laying back into the bed and looking at the ceiling. His golden eyes reflected in the light of his room and his silver hair covered his face as he put his hands under his head, thinking. That was pretty much all he did anymore was think. Unless someone wanted a conversation, he rarely talked. Why was his life so boring? Why was his life so gloomy? Why the heck was there an odd odor in his room?