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PLAYER INFORMATION
PLAYER: Grim/Saff
AGE: 14
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PERSONAL LJ:
grimandsmiles CHARACTERS PLAYED N/A
CHARACTER INFORMATION
NAME: Arle Nadja
CANON: Puyo Puyo
CANON REFERENCE:
canon info @ puyo nexusAGE: 16
GENDER: mentally and physically female.
YEAR IN SCHOOL HS-1
ENROLLMENT Tuitions paid by her family, her father is an executive in some fine company.
APPEARANCE: What you may first see Arle is that she’s almost strikingly average, though perhaps appear a bit younger than she looks. She has medium-length red-brown hair, small build, and quite big, amber eyes. Her voice is rather high pitched, which supports her nearly child like appearance. And her three size is 80 58 80
Fashion wise, she’s almost seen with the color blue as it’s her favorite color. Despite her age, she also often carries a worn, yellow stuff bunny she affectionately calls Carbuncle.
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Pic of Arle here)
PERSONALITY:
At a side glance, Arle seems like a cheerful girl, and she actually is. While she is cheerful, she’s not exactly to the degree of hyperactive, just more like seeing that her smile and speaking in a light tone as her default mood. She’s also optimistic, believing things will eventually get better as long as you believe. Her cheeriness and optimism are from spending her time with her grandmother, shaping her to be more or less a happy child with a positive attitude to nearly everything.
This however doesn’t mean she’s all rainbows and sunshine, she can get deadpan when the situation calls for it. She doesn’t response everything with sarcasm or anything, but when she does, she only response to people whose idiocy went overboard (in her opinion, which is somewhat rare to begin with), it more or less came from her parents after hearing them remarking their business in sarcasm one too many times. However, Arle is probably the lighter example, as oppose to her parents. Probably.
And she does have a temper, quite a nasty one too. Her anger in definitely not something to exaggerate, it can be as fierce, with her rampaging and attacking others. Perhaps it’s another one of her aspects that never seems to change from childhood, yep, more or less like a child having a temper tantrum. She does eventually apologize if you weren’t at fault as she suspected, well at some occasions, unfortunately, she has too much pride to apologize more frequently.
She also has a habit of teasing people, well not everyone, but say your character had left a bad first impression to her but later encounters shows they’re not bad people, she’ll still greet you with names or tease you with an embarrassing incident memorable to her. She’s not being mean or anything, but more like her way saying to most people, ‘you’re an okay person, doesn’t mean I’ll forget about this though!,’ or something along those lines.
As a result of her grandmother’s influence in her childhood, Arle is adventurous and imaginative. It seems that all those times wandering about never really left her; she still enjoys exploring new places and may use them as an inspiration of her own stories. Speaking of her writing, she writes regarding tales of her bunny, Carbuncle, and his adventures regarding a land of magic and anthropomorphic characters. Shut up, a fish with human legs named Suketoudara that loves to dance is clearly an awesome character. Apart from her creative writing, she does show some cleverness in certain fields, such as puzzles. She enjoys playing puzzle games and would often, when she’s not outside or writing, playing them somewhere indoors.
COMPUTER APTITUDE: Fairly good, she isn’t exceptionally well, but she can learn in a intermediate level if she ever finds the motivation.
WEAKNESSES (OPTIONAL): Arle has an emotional attachment for Carbuncle, should one ever steals the toy from her, she would easily turn hysterical. Well, not ‘hysterical’, but it will makes her restless and not her usual playful attitude.
AU HISTORY:
Arle, as inspired by her namesake, was born in the city of Arles, France. There, she was raised under the wealthy society, or at least the upper middle-class society. Nothing was out of the ordinary as far as her childhood goes, well sort of, her father worked as one of the bigwigs in some company and her mother was just as busy working on her business, leaving Arle with her grandmother in the majority of her childhood. It was necessarily a bad thing though, Arle’s grandmother had told tall-tales of adventures and magic to Arle and she loved every single one, in exchange however, Arle would often wander off when her grandmother wasn’t looking, trying to have her own adventures.
Of course, time would eventually end for grandma Nadja some point or another, and that’s when Arle was no older than 10. Ill and bedridden, grandma Nadja’s parts Arle and the rest of the family, but not without giving Arle a handmade bunny plush doll and one last tale of the bunny who loved to run off having adventures. To that day forward, Arle treasures the toy as if it were alive.
Time passed, and Arle grows up year by year, but kept her adventurous spirit and playful attitude. To those who may not know her, she might have seemed to grow up as quite an eccentric girl. However, eccentricities aside, she became quite clever and intelligent in her own right.
Eventually, Arle’s parents decided that their daughter should learn some independencies and sent her to the prestigious Reims Academy.
SAMPLES
INTRANET/1ST PERSON SAMPLE
Hmm.. This is rare, my mom and dad sent me something back from home. It was sent with a wrapper and a birthday card, I guess they finally remembered my birthday! Which, I'd like to mention, was months ago. Well it's the thought that counts, at least. I am a bit disappointed that they only remembered now, but hey, at least next year I could always give them a memo in advance, right? Right, no use crying over spilled milk.
Well, they got me a new book, and it's the Textbook, this should be an interesting book.
LOG/3RD PERSON SAMPLE
She was bored -no, she was extremely bored, she had done her school work and checked her e-mails from her family, which is more or less the same, no mail from them, oh well, not that she spent most of her time with them back in France to begin with anyways. Well, the sun hasn’t set yet and she wasn’t really in the mood beating Bukyo Bukyo today, so she grabbed her beloved yellow friend, Carbuncle, and head out to wander around the campus. She never believed it was a bad habit to wander about; in fact, she loves to do so since she might found materials for another tale of Carbuncle’s adventure.
And indeed, it was a good thing she decided to walk for awhile, after being stuck in her room and reading mathematical formulas, the lovely afternoon air was just wonderful for her. But then again, it always does, while she does enjoy indoor hobbies like playing video games and writing, her love for ‘adventuring’ will always comes first, exploring new places and find new things, the unfamiliarity makes her curious and excited to explore for more, and the experience is a plus too! This is why she always tries her best to write wonderful tales that could give people a chance to jump in on the adventures, even if it by means indirectly.
Passing by the -currently- empty park nearby, slowly gives her an idea, a tower perhaps? Her yellow companion jumping each steps of the long, spiral stairs with all his might, in hopes reaching the top and face that evil prince that had held him captive in the past. Yes, the story slowly forms in her head as she feels the afternoon breeze in the park! This is could be an interesting tale, she imagines each floor having a variety of foes and Carby facing all of them one by one in various, clever ways his little brain could cook up. Yes! This might actually do quite well! Unfortunately, she had forgotten to bring any form of writing tools when she headed out, darn. But she can’t let this idea slipped from her mind! She dashed back to the dorm as fast as she could, with a new idea in mind to write until the night.
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