Application for discedo FML
Name: Pickle
LJ: letspickle
E-Mail: RPG_plz[at]yahoo[dot]com
IM: (AIM) charmandahuurr
Characters played at Discedo: N/A
Character's Name: Filia Ul Copt
Series: The Slayers
Timeline: Post-Slayers: TRY
Canon Resource Link: Somewhere in the world --
Personality:
Filia Ul Copt is what most would consider a narrow-minded and overly emotional creature. Often, she will be seen obstinately pushing her views on others -- mainly those who delight in provoking anger from her. This is all due to her upbringing as a priestess of Flarelord Vrabazard, the constant drilling of moral "rights and wrongs" of the elder Gold Dragons, and perhaps the fact that her father, Bazard Ul Copt, was a high priest. Usually, but not always, when Xellos, a high-ranking mazoku, teases her a bit too much- she will resort to violence, her mace the more frequent tool in which she unleashes her rage. However, if thrown over the edge, Filia will indeed summon up her true dragon form to quickly stomp or blast away her target in sight. Mindfully, though, she only does the later of the two forms of "punishment" when she is horribly, horribly enthralled with frustration because in order to transform, her clothing sheds itself, a fact that embarrasses her greatly. Still, in all actuality, her emotions are a raging beast in themselves. While most women bottle their feelings inside, trapping them deeper and deeper within themselves, Filia is the exact opposite. She is actually very, very open with her frustration and boiling rage and will snap at any rude remarks towards her person. This is something that nearly anyone around her, excluding her elders, has experienced.
Even so, she does have a tender side. When it was revealed that the Gold Dragons were the brutal slaughterers of the Ancient Dragons during the Kōma War, Filia -having no idea or part in this since the event was before her birth- took it upon herself to care for the last of the Ancients, Valgarv, once he was reborn. Furthermore, such knowledge caused her to question her clan's teachings to the point where she gave up her position as priestess. By the end of TRY, Filia was the only follower of Flarelord left, the rest of her race having been wiped out by the series' end. Such news was sorrowful, but in the end, she found that she had grown considerably because of it.
Yet such a view on her personality would have never come to pass without the influence of Lina Inverse and said sorceress' companions. Certainly, if it weren't for them, Filia would still be quite stiff about other beings in general. Possibly shockingly enough, she, at the end of TRY, learned to grow a "tolerance" for the mazoku who killed the majority of her race, Xellos. This may have been somewhat more manageable after she had learned of her own kind's wretched sins.
Additionally -- on a more lighthearted note, Filia has a few hobbies that she finds a bit of enjoyment in. The dragon likes to take time out of her day, every day, to make tea, and she has a fascination with pottery. So much so that in the epilogue of TRY, she opened up her own shop, selling maces and pottery (mainly jars) of sorts.
In the end, though, simply, Filia has grown and learned much about the world, and she has survived her own slew of hardships. Yet, regardless, her temper still remains, so it would be best to watch what is said!
What your character can offer:
As mentioned before, Filia is definitely not a human regardless of first appearances. She is a Gold Dragon, through and through, and because of such, her strength, weight, and even magic are the same in human form as when she is in her true state. This is emphasized by the heavy mace that she constantly carries with her, attached to a garter belt at her thigh. Lina had once tried to lift the said weapon, but found herself unable to by a long shot. Additionally, because Filia is- was, rather, a priestess, she is practiced in White Magic- more specifically, a brand of Holy Magic no longer used outside of her realm. She is able to summon a variety of spells from such practices and can even teleport herself short distances.
Plus all the aforementioned, she is able to transform at will, and while in her dragon form, she is a massive creature that easily towers over small buildings. She can also fly great distances, but usually refrains from doing so because the act tires her easily.
Aside from physical skills, Filia can offer a sense of motherly compassion to those children in need of such comfort, and it is without a doubt that she would tenderly but somewhat strictly raise a child as if he or she was her own. This is because while she is frustrated easily, she does have a soft spot for young ones, something that almost all females have imprinted within their very instincts.
What items will they be bringing with them?
She'll obviously have her necessities such as her usual clothing (terribly idiotic hat included!), but other things- her magic amplifying items, mace, and so forth- are up for consideration.
I would personally love for her to have her mace, but that can be held if it isn't allowed.
Third-Person Sample:
The first thing Filia noticed was a rather unpleasant taste in her mouth. It was sort of like having to try a grandmother's baked bread which had been sitting on the counter since perhaps long before the creation of man. With an undignified "pa-tooie", the ex-priestess grumbled to her feet. Just moments ago, Jillas had tried out his latest bombing experiment; in the middle of the house no less. Oh, boy, was she was going to --
Going to --
With wide eyes, the realization that the area she now stood in was not her charred kitchen slowly and painfully sunk in. In fact, it was a different place entirely. A twisted place that reminded her of flashes of Valga- no, Val's past life.
Filia swallowed the dry lump in her throat that she hadn't noticed was there before. The entirety of the place just simply smelled, looked, and even felt ungodly. It was as if it had simply died at the hands of an awful curse.
"What..." She managed, hands beginning to shake at her sides. "What is all of this!? This had better not be that filthy mazoku's idea of a joke!"
Her palms itched with sweat, and she felt inclined to pry off her gloves and tuck them aside. Besides, with all the dust and rust about, it seemed like a perfectly good idea. Never mind that her teeth were now chattering and sweat was beginning to form at her brow.
A gentle thud sounded behind her, and she nearly jumped out of her skin. With a snap of her neck, she apprehensively peered over to see the source of the heart-attack inducing noise. What she saw produced a rather shaky laugh from the dragon. In her surprise at first seeing Discedo, she had failed to realize that her tail had popped from its confines. Now it quite nervously twitched behind her, a true sign of the very emotion stewing inside her aching chest.
"Well..." She bit her bottom lip, blue eyes scanning the area for potential dangers once she had craned her neck back into its proper place.
"I best find out just what's going on."
First-Person Sample:
(Audio)
[With a click comes a rather irritated "humph". In her irritation, Filia has set the strange device mysteriously previously handed to her on.] A poor, defenseless woman such as myself can't possible fix everything about this place on her own!
[What appears to be the rather loud stomp of her foot registers next; then, a deep sigh.]
Besides... Val and those two- They're left at the shop by themselves. Gods, I pray they don't just blow up the entire building while I'm gone. That in itself would be a true miracle; especially if that foul mazoku, that piece of garbage, rears his ugly head!
Oh, he better not touch a single hair on my son's head, or I'll... I'll blast him to kingdom come! [The woman's, yes a young woman's, voice takes on a dangerous, almost beastly tone as she continues to rant about the figure in mention.]
Ouuuuuu! That brutal animal will have a face full of mace! That is, once I figure out a way out of this wretched place -- if he's lucky!