DV Application and Permissions:
Types of sex I am OK with: Pretty much anything.
Kinks or practices I enjoy: Abuse
Accidental Stimulation
Anal
Animalistic Behavior, both dominant and submissive
Aphrodisiacs
Aphyxsiation
Begging
Biting
Bloodplay
Bondage
Branding
Breath Play
Claiming
Collars
Conditioning
Discipline
Discomfort During Sex
Dominance/Submission
Dub-Con
Exposure
Falling
Forced Orgasm
Foreplay
Friction
Fuck or Die
Gentleness
Gunplay
Hair-Pulling
Handjobs
Heat
Helplessness
Humiliation
Immobilization
Imprisonment
Insanity
Intoxication
Kissing
Knife Play
Licking
Loss of Control
Make-Up Sex
Masochism
Messiness
Mindgames
Multiple Orgasms
Names (ie, "Sir")
Non-Con
Oral
Orgasm Denial
Pain
Pillow-Biting
Possessiveness
Power Struggle
Rape
Rape Recovery
Rough Sex
Scars
Scratching
Simultaneous Orgasm
Slavery
Snark
Spanking
Submission
Teasing
Violence
Types of sex I'm not OK with: Guro, Bathroom stuff
Kinks or practices I don't enjoy: Any play with bodily fluids that isn't semen, saliva, or blood.
Willing to write rape or dubcon?: No problem. In fact, likely.
Is fade to black OK?: Sure. Otherwise sex would get old fast. xD
Application:
OOC
Name: Raye
Contact: AIM; GodlyPrettyBoy. MSN; GodlyPrettyBoy@live.com. Personal LJ; GodlyPrettyBoy
Age: 19
Current characters: Viral, Kau
IC
Name: Beleth, Faize Sheifa
Fandom: Star Ocean: The Last Hope
History link: http://starocean.wikia.com/wiki/Faize and http://starocean.wikia.com/wiki/Apostle_of_Creation
Age: 18
Canon point: Post-game.
Personality: As a trait of his race, or perhaps a side effect of his genetic modification, Faize has difficulty in expressing his emotions. For the most part, they are repressed in favour of a logical and unbiased line of thinking. Because of this logical mindset, Faize often speaks insensitively, though his lack of tact is not for lack of caring. Often, he regrets speaking so carelessly, and is always willing to express his apologies. A good example about this is when he can’t get the Calnus to leave Earth’s atmosphere. He is visibly frustrated, and when Meracle offers the Exalithium Crystal from her collar to help him, he snaps at her about how a pendant is useless…until he realizes what it is. Upon realizing that an opportunity is before him, he immediately regains his cool and solves the problem at hand.
Despite his care in keeping his emotional control as strong as iron, Faize is easily swayed. He has a gentle and honest personality, and this is fueled by a curiosity that is in turn fueled by his kindness. He is friendly and polite, usually attempting to be the pacifist of any situation if the emotional toll on anyone else seems to be driving them. However, because he is such a polite person, he tends to look down upon people who are rude or thoughtless, taking a particular dislike in those who act irrationally to the point of causing others to suffer. He has a tendency to be cocky, likely something common among Eldarians, who believe to be a superior race in a rather under-toned manner. In battle, he will often offer to take care of things himself, though he is also the first to admit that his training is far from finished. When it comes to Captain Maverick, for instance, even a victory in a duel only fuels to prove his point; there is always room for him to improve his skills.
His calculated reasoning and calm nature make him a sort of caregiver among his friends, even though he’s somewhat emotionally stupid. He likes to talk and likes to listen to others talk, but through his rambling, clear advice often makes itself known. He has a powerful sense of honour and duty, and holds Edge in high regard, desperately wanting to be as strong as the human and make him proud. The Eldarians that assigned him to work within the crew of the SRF-003 Calnus claimed that his skill in swordsmanship and symbology surpass the average skill of those in his age group, but admitted that he lacks experience, one of his only true flaws.
The final events of the game put Faize under emotional strain, and compromised as he was, his desire for strength and power overwhelmed his pacifist nature. Shortly before leaving the party, he was more prone to angry outbursts and tended to go off on his own far more often. His failure to protect those he cared for had shaken his gentle heart, and he slowly lost himself to a lust for the power to defend his allies. When Eldar was destroyed, he left Edge and the rest of the Calnus crew to fight alongside Captain Crowe, and shortly thereafter saw many of the Eldarian refugees slaughtered. It was at this point that he left Crowe to give himself up to the Grigori’s power, a power that up until then, he had been fighting against. His desperation for power, and through that power, peace, weakened him until a twisted logic made him believe it was a good idea to destroy the current universe in order to create a world free from suffering.
Edge and the crew of the Calnus defeated him, freeing him from the Grigori’s influence. He seemed to understand then that Edge’s philosophy had been misunderstood. Evolution and power needed to be obtained slowly and naturally, and not handed to him on a plate. He’d wanted to be strong like Edge, and keep moving forward. Now that he’s failed so miserably in his efforts to abuse a power handed to him, he intends to keep moving forward and improving his skills…all on his own.
Powers/Abilities: Faize is a skilled fencer, able to wield a rapier with good speed and shocking precision. He also has skills in symbology, a type of elemental magic that is not altogether too uncommon in their world. This he uses to cast abilities such as Ice Needles, Shadow Needles, Stone Rain, and Earth Glaive. He never uses fire, wind, holy, or lightning abilities. Whether he simply favours Ice, Shadow, and Earth techniques or is limited to using them is unclear. He possesses a skill that purges the target of poison, as well, but this is the only healing ability he can use.
In addition to the combat skills, Faize is a talented alchemist and engineer. He designed the Sol, a ship that is connected to the pilot’s brain-waves. In item creation, his alchemical talents are invaluable. In these creative talents and his combat abilities, the only thing he lacks is experience, and he will never believe he is done with his practice.
Prose sample: Faize didn’t know where he was. That was the first thing that made him swallow his unease, and leave the comfort of the Mirage in favour of wandering instead. The welcoming package left by Loki did not go unnoticed; he took it with him. He first examined the chip, and when he realized that he couldn’t determine exactly what it was, he turned his attention instead to the pink phone. It was primitive technology at best, an absolute joke at worst, but at least it appeared to be mostly functional. It was only when he had snapped the phone shut with a light-hearted sigh that he picked up the brochure and read it. As he did, his expression only darkened further.
Wherever he was, in this “Vegas” place, it was warmer than Lemuris. Feet weighed down by heavy boots made surprisingly little noise with each step he took. For a moment, he wondered if he’d be capable of performing his Symbology skills in this place, and just a moment later he thought that perhaps he should test to see. After considering, he decided against it. The last thing he needed was to be found breaking some rule that he was ignorant to, or to accidentally harm someone while attacking a whole lot of nothing. Neither were very good outcomes, and both of them were possible.
As he continued to read, he found himself filled with dread, fear, and disgust. Sex was hardly something he was ignorant to, though he was a virgin. As of late, more and more Eldarians were created through genetic modification, but with their race having relocated to Lemuris instead, having abandoned all of their advanced technology, who could say? Maybe sex would be something he’d have to face sooner or later, no matter where he was.
The thought didn’t make him feel any less negative. The sex that occurred here would not be for procreation. It was all for Loki’s amusement, wasn’t it? The coward.
As Faize finished reading, the new knowledge began to swirl with the old. With all of his thoughts came the fear that no one would understand a word he spoke when he finally found someone to talk to. This fear was quickly quenched; he doubted it would be a problem. Sexual intercourse aside, this world might not be so bad. If he could find his Sol, or any ship, for that matter, he could traverse the rest of the world a bit more freely.
Or maybe he was being too optimistic. He thought that might be the case, and it brought his spirits down a little bit. This might as well have been a test, or another training regimen. It was disconcerting at best, nerve-wracking at worst. Nodding his head and deciding immediately what the best course of action was, Faize continued to make his way down the strip. A training regimen, indeed. Whatever this place was, wherever Faize was, it seemed to stress that one rule he now swore to live by.
Keep walking forward. And so he did.
Kinks or practices I enjoy: Abuse
Accidental Stimulation
Anal
Animalistic Behavior, both dominant and submissive
Aphrodisiacs
Aphyxsiation
Begging
Biting
Bloodplay
Bondage
Branding
Breath Play
Claiming
Collars
Conditioning
Discipline
Discomfort During Sex
Dominance/Submission
Dub-Con
Exposure
Falling
Forced Orgasm
Foreplay
Friction
Fuck or Die
Gentleness
Gunplay
Hair-Pulling
Handjobs
Heat
Helplessness
Humiliation
Immobilization
Imprisonment
Insanity
Intoxication
Kissing
Knife Play
Licking
Loss of Control
Make-Up Sex
Masochism
Messiness
Mindgames
Multiple Orgasms
Names (ie, "Sir")
Non-Con
Oral
Orgasm Denial
Pain
Pillow-Biting
Possessiveness
Power Struggle
Rape
Rape Recovery
Rough Sex
Scars
Scratching
Simultaneous Orgasm
Slavery
Snark
Spanking
Submission
Teasing
Violence
Types of sex I'm not OK with: Guro, Bathroom stuff
Kinks or practices I don't enjoy: Any play with bodily fluids that isn't semen, saliva, or blood.
Willing to write rape or dubcon?: No problem. In fact, likely.
Is fade to black OK?: Sure. Otherwise sex would get old fast. xD
Application:
OOC
Name: Raye
Contact: AIM; GodlyPrettyBoy. MSN; GodlyPrettyBoy@live.com. Personal LJ; GodlyPrettyBoy
Age: 19
Current characters: Viral, Kau
IC
Name: Beleth, Faize Sheifa
Fandom: Star Ocean: The Last Hope
History link: http://starocean.wikia.com/wiki/Faize and http://starocean.wikia.com/wiki/Apostle_of_Creation
Age: 18
Canon point: Post-game.
Personality: As a trait of his race, or perhaps a side effect of his genetic modification, Faize has difficulty in expressing his emotions. For the most part, they are repressed in favour of a logical and unbiased line of thinking. Because of this logical mindset, Faize often speaks insensitively, though his lack of tact is not for lack of caring. Often, he regrets speaking so carelessly, and is always willing to express his apologies. A good example about this is when he can’t get the Calnus to leave Earth’s atmosphere. He is visibly frustrated, and when Meracle offers the Exalithium Crystal from her collar to help him, he snaps at her about how a pendant is useless…until he realizes what it is. Upon realizing that an opportunity is before him, he immediately regains his cool and solves the problem at hand.
Despite his care in keeping his emotional control as strong as iron, Faize is easily swayed. He has a gentle and honest personality, and this is fueled by a curiosity that is in turn fueled by his kindness. He is friendly and polite, usually attempting to be the pacifist of any situation if the emotional toll on anyone else seems to be driving them. However, because he is such a polite person, he tends to look down upon people who are rude or thoughtless, taking a particular dislike in those who act irrationally to the point of causing others to suffer. He has a tendency to be cocky, likely something common among Eldarians, who believe to be a superior race in a rather under-toned manner. In battle, he will often offer to take care of things himself, though he is also the first to admit that his training is far from finished. When it comes to Captain Maverick, for instance, even a victory in a duel only fuels to prove his point; there is always room for him to improve his skills.
His calculated reasoning and calm nature make him a sort of caregiver among his friends, even though he’s somewhat emotionally stupid. He likes to talk and likes to listen to others talk, but through his rambling, clear advice often makes itself known. He has a powerful sense of honour and duty, and holds Edge in high regard, desperately wanting to be as strong as the human and make him proud. The Eldarians that assigned him to work within the crew of the SRF-003 Calnus claimed that his skill in swordsmanship and symbology surpass the average skill of those in his age group, but admitted that he lacks experience, one of his only true flaws.
The final events of the game put Faize under emotional strain, and compromised as he was, his desire for strength and power overwhelmed his pacifist nature. Shortly before leaving the party, he was more prone to angry outbursts and tended to go off on his own far more often. His failure to protect those he cared for had shaken his gentle heart, and he slowly lost himself to a lust for the power to defend his allies. When Eldar was destroyed, he left Edge and the rest of the Calnus crew to fight alongside Captain Crowe, and shortly thereafter saw many of the Eldarian refugees slaughtered. It was at this point that he left Crowe to give himself up to the Grigori’s power, a power that up until then, he had been fighting against. His desperation for power, and through that power, peace, weakened him until a twisted logic made him believe it was a good idea to destroy the current universe in order to create a world free from suffering.
Edge and the crew of the Calnus defeated him, freeing him from the Grigori’s influence. He seemed to understand then that Edge’s philosophy had been misunderstood. Evolution and power needed to be obtained slowly and naturally, and not handed to him on a plate. He’d wanted to be strong like Edge, and keep moving forward. Now that he’s failed so miserably in his efforts to abuse a power handed to him, he intends to keep moving forward and improving his skills…all on his own.
Powers/Abilities: Faize is a skilled fencer, able to wield a rapier with good speed and shocking precision. He also has skills in symbology, a type of elemental magic that is not altogether too uncommon in their world. This he uses to cast abilities such as Ice Needles, Shadow Needles, Stone Rain, and Earth Glaive. He never uses fire, wind, holy, or lightning abilities. Whether he simply favours Ice, Shadow, and Earth techniques or is limited to using them is unclear. He possesses a skill that purges the target of poison, as well, but this is the only healing ability he can use.
In addition to the combat skills, Faize is a talented alchemist and engineer. He designed the Sol, a ship that is connected to the pilot’s brain-waves. In item creation, his alchemical talents are invaluable. In these creative talents and his combat abilities, the only thing he lacks is experience, and he will never believe he is done with his practice.
Prose sample: Faize didn’t know where he was. That was the first thing that made him swallow his unease, and leave the comfort of the Mirage in favour of wandering instead. The welcoming package left by Loki did not go unnoticed; he took it with him. He first examined the chip, and when he realized that he couldn’t determine exactly what it was, he turned his attention instead to the pink phone. It was primitive technology at best, an absolute joke at worst, but at least it appeared to be mostly functional. It was only when he had snapped the phone shut with a light-hearted sigh that he picked up the brochure and read it. As he did, his expression only darkened further.
Wherever he was, in this “Vegas” place, it was warmer than Lemuris. Feet weighed down by heavy boots made surprisingly little noise with each step he took. For a moment, he wondered if he’d be capable of performing his Symbology skills in this place, and just a moment later he thought that perhaps he should test to see. After considering, he decided against it. The last thing he needed was to be found breaking some rule that he was ignorant to, or to accidentally harm someone while attacking a whole lot of nothing. Neither were very good outcomes, and both of them were possible.
As he continued to read, he found himself filled with dread, fear, and disgust. Sex was hardly something he was ignorant to, though he was a virgin. As of late, more and more Eldarians were created through genetic modification, but with their race having relocated to Lemuris instead, having abandoned all of their advanced technology, who could say? Maybe sex would be something he’d have to face sooner or later, no matter where he was.
The thought didn’t make him feel any less negative. The sex that occurred here would not be for procreation. It was all for Loki’s amusement, wasn’t it? The coward.
As Faize finished reading, the new knowledge began to swirl with the old. With all of his thoughts came the fear that no one would understand a word he spoke when he finally found someone to talk to. This fear was quickly quenched; he doubted it would be a problem. Sexual intercourse aside, this world might not be so bad. If he could find his Sol, or any ship, for that matter, he could traverse the rest of the world a bit more freely.
Or maybe he was being too optimistic. He thought that might be the case, and it brought his spirits down a little bit. This might as well have been a test, or another training regimen. It was disconcerting at best, nerve-wracking at worst. Nodding his head and deciding immediately what the best course of action was, Faize continued to make his way down the strip. A training regimen, indeed. Whatever this place was, wherever Faize was, it seemed to stress that one rule he now swore to live by.
Keep walking forward. And so he did.