Post by Ludvika Novak on Jan 27, 2011 11:35:32 GMT -5
Country of Origin:Slovenia
Name:Ludvika Novak
Gender: A Lady~
Height:5’1”
Weight:110 lbs.
Age: 15
Year: Sophmore
Clubs: Track.
Appearance:
(Only the above image is required. The list below is optional.)
Personality:
At first glance, Ludvika gives the impression of a typical pile of wangst, but if you actually take time to try and talk to her, you’ll find a fairly normal girl. The general assumption of her dark nature comes from a first glance at her introvert nature. Ludvika will NEVER leave her room on her own and prefers to work by herself than with a group. This is just her preference, she finds that working by herself is much easier that having to face distractions from others.
Even though she keeps more to herself, Ludvika loves it when people actually pay attention to her and will accompany people if asked. Problem is, she is just too socially awkward to ask others to hang out. She never really had any experience on how asking people herself since they usually asked her, coupled with her EXTREME paranoia of how everyone is somehow out to get her doesn’t exactly help either. She would love to at least TRY being friendly, but her gut usually turns her back into being a wallflower.
Ludvika might be a tiny introvert; but it’s best that you DO NOT assume that she is a submissive girl. She knows how to hold her ground and has no problem calling people out on their stupidity. She tries her best to hold back from actually attacking the person, but don’t be surprised if you end up with a broken nose after pushing too many buttons.
Her peers will describe Ludvika as a hardworking character, which is spot on. When given a task she will work her butt off to finish it until perfection. She has a tendency to over work herself and feel exhausted afterwards, added with the previous knowledge of how she prefers to work by herself Ludvika will end up way in over her head and usually crash and burn before finishing. Her determination is what brings her back up from the fall and help to keep trudging on.
She’s a Tomboy, no doubt about it. Her tone is more boyish compared to other girls, and she’d rather be off somewhere running around and getting dirty than being prim and proper. There have been many instances where people mistake her as a feminine boy, and it doesn’t help that physique matches one as well. Don’t fret though, she won’t freak out if ask her gender. Just…try not to find by any other means *coughfeelingherchestcough* unless you’re okay with a tiny girl emasculating you.
Ludvika has a secret desire to one day be strong enough to protect everyone. She knows that deep down; she isn't as mentally stable or physically capable to do so. Nevertheless, she still keeps her head held up high and tries her best to hopefully achieve her goal.
Likes:
Skiing
Wine (S-she used to sneak sips from her Dad’s cooler sometimes. Only juvenile thing she’s ever done I swear ;0;)
Gardens (She secretly dreams of having a small one when she lives on her own.)
Hiking
Poetry
Dragons
Large Sweatshirts
Dislikes:
Large Groups
The Dark.
Laziness
Stress
Failure.
Strengths:
Athletic: Surprisingly, Ludvika is quite sporty for a quiet girl. Whenever she has free time, you’ll probably find her jogging around town or on a treadmill.
Industrious: Don’t expect this girl to give up; she’ll stop when there is no longer a reason to at least try.
Judicious: She always takes all of her issues with a good sense of judgment, and is quite rational when facing difficult decisions. People call her a “wise old man”; she just prefers to believe its common sense.
Leadership skills: She’s pretty good in taking charge if situations become too hectic, just don’t expect her to step up to the plate all the time.
Weaknesses:
Trust issues: Due to mistreatment and betrayal in the past, Ludvika has a very hard time warming up to people and making friends. Even if someone is genuinely kind to her, she will believe that deep down, they will want to hurt and embarrass her. So will tend to stray away from the main group and focus on solely supporting herself, since she is more comfortable with that.
Aggressiveness: Coupled with her self-destructive tendencies and her determination, Ludvika ends up falling down more and rushing into dangerous situations than she normally would when she’s level-headed.
The Dark: A simple children’s fear, but it’s grown so much that she can’t stand being a dark room for more than a few minutes.
History:
Ludvika grew up in a normal household. She was the middle child of three and was the only daughter in the group. Her life was pretty calm; she and her siblings were all homeschooled for most of their life. Personally, she enjoyed it. Ludvika loved learning without any major distractions and got along with her siblings. Her time at home made her siblings a tight group of delinquents, her older brother was always the negotiator of the group, while she was the physical force of the group with their younger brother clinging tightly to her arm. After lessons, they would all play and cause chaos like normal children,. Every moment with her family made her feel stronger and more confident with herself; to her these were the glory days.
It’s a shame they had to end.
One day, her mother informed Ludvika and her siblings that they would be starting public school at the end of summer. While her siblings were ecstatic about starting school, Ludvika couldn’t help but sink in her seat. She asked why they couldn’t stay at home like they used to but her mother sighed and told her she wanted to make sure Ludvika was able to socialize with others her age. Ludvikas heart sank, she didn’t want to leave her home, and it didn’t help that she was worried how her younger brother would deal with the change. He meant everything to her and she knew how shy and nervous he was, she couldn’t stand him being miserable and alone at a new school. No matter how many protests, the decision was final and she had to endure.
The first day of school was nerve-wracking. While her older brother was running around frantically, making sure he had everything ready, Ludvika tried to feign sickness. It wasn’t until her mother started dragging (literally) out of bed. The car-ride to school wasn’t fun either. Ludvika watched every building pass her with her hands pressed up against the window, hoping that she could just push the window and grab onto SOMETHING to help her escape the journey. All her attempts failed and she found herself holding her younger brother’s hand as their
parents drove away, saying their good-byes as they disappeared from her view. She hesitated entering the unfamiliar building, her usual confident expression slowly deteriorating and turning into one more scared. It wasn’t until her little brother squeezed her hand gently and gave her hopeful smile. A small weight was lifted and a sudden realization came over Ludvika, if her brother were to survive such a sudden change, she’d need to bravely face it too.
When she entered her new homeroom, Ludvika was greeted with an onslaught of stares. They weren’t threatening or judgmental, just curious. After a couple of polite introductions, Ludvika was invited to sit with a group of girls in the back. They were sweet and possibly the nicest girls Ludvika has ever met, she couldn’t help but smile and return the friendly affection. Soon after that, Ludvika hung out with those girls like a lost puppy. One could say that they were friends, but looking back on it now Ludvika probably would say that she was a sheep in their growing her. Ludvika followed their every word. She played the games they wanted, helped them with their homework, if asked she’d give them her jacket. This was how friends acted right? They were nice to her and helped her make even more friends, so her service seemed justified.
When 7th grade rolled around, things started to change. Ludvika started to notice the raise of estrogen and testosterone in her fellow classmates. The girls acted a bit more…well, girly. They started to tidy themselves up, doing their hair, playing with make-up. The whole she-bang. Ludvika, however, was stuck in a rut. She was still her frumpy, awkward self, acting more like a tough boy than a girl. She didn’t mind, Ludvika always was a boyish girl, it was just the stares that killed her. Her old “friends” distanced themselves from Ludvika. Some were completely rude to her, others just ignored her. Horrible rumors were spread from the secrets she told them, Ludvika felt betrayed. All of her trust was flushed away, she felt torn down from the inside, but she could never show it. No, she had to put on a strong face, at least for her younger brother.
Ludvika hoped that even if her life is hell in school, she could at least seek refuge at home. Well, that wasn’t exactly the case. Her older brother teased her, a lot. He’d called her a failure, a weakling, pathetic excuse for a human. At first, Ludvika held in her rage, he knew how over-emotional she could get; he was just pushing her buttons. He WANTED her to hit him because if she did, their parents would only discipline the one that started the fight. Ludvika could NEVER turn to her parents, no matter how many times she asked them for their guidance about school and the teasing; they’d turn a blind eye and simply say it’s just how people her age act and they’ll grow out of it. The only source of comfort for Ludvika was her younger brother, but even then she couldn’t really show him how she felt, still too worried that any sign of weakness would crush him.
No, telling her feeling to anyone could never solve her problems, but she found other ways to cope. During this time, Ludvika gained an interest in Athletics, which wasn’t a surprise to her family. She’d always get so ecstatic whenever they took a trip to a ski lodge or a hike trail; her parents always compared her reaction to a child on Christmas Morning. Since you can’t hike a mountain every time you’re feeling depressed (even though she would if she could) Ludvika found another way to relieve all the problems of her life, running. Whenever Ludvika went out for a jog around town, she always felt much more relaxed with herself. She found this to be a good way to calm her anger in a healthy way. Ludvika was so entranced when she would run, she ended up waking up in the morning way ahead of her family just so she could jog to the school by herself (That and she hated the car ride there.)
Sadly, even the blissful feeling ended up being toppled by stress during her year at 8th grade. By then, Ludvika became the resident freak in her school. She didn’t mind playing to expectations, she felt stronger with herself from scaring her peers. However, her old “friends” didn’t like that one bit. They decided to put Ludvika in her place and they knew exactly how. One day, when Ludvika came early to school like she always did, the girls –and some of their strong guy friends- ambushed Ludvika. Completely off guard, she tried her best to fend them off until an administrator came, but it was no use. Ludvika was bound by her wrists and ankles, then was brought to the janitors’ closet and locked inside. Screams for mercy were muffled from the walls of the pitch black room. Ludvika was in quite a predicament you see, she had a deathly fear of the dark and couldn’t stand being in a room without a source of light. The Janitor found her later curled up in a fetal position, hyperventilating and eyes completely dry from crying. Lucky for her, she was sent home for the day.
After that incident, Ludvika became reclusive and borderline anti-social. She acted rude toward her peers and pushed anyone away that was genuinely kind to her. She still held back with showing her true self to younger brother though, still convinced that if he would abandon her if she showed any kind of weakness. Ludvika was stuck, how was she to prove herself strong in her brothers eye without wanting to physically harm the people causing the pain all along? One day, she had an idea. She could better them by beating them at their own game, gain their friendship all over again and then HUMILIATE them. To do that, she would have to drastically change her image but she didn’t mind. No, if this is what it will take to rid them from her life, then she’ll have to endure.
Ludvika spent the whole summer trying to make herself more feminine, slowly losing her boyish tendencies in favor of more girlish ones. By her first year of high school, it truly paid off. It was a movie moment, the ugly duckling turning into a –not that quite- beautiful swan and the whole world watching the transformation with baited breath. Just as she suspected, her old friends flocked back towards her, all in awe from the sight of the new Ludvika. Even though her plan was going along accordingly, Ludvika couldn’t help but feel sick with herself. There were numerous moments where she almost felt sick to her stomach whenever she looked in a mirror. Plus, the treatments from peers at school were extremely different at home, for her old brother saw thru the façade. He knew that Ludvika wasn’t acting like herself at all and constantly teased her about, calling her a weakling for turning into just her enemy and an idiot for actually thinking that she’ll trick them. She didn’t care though, even if it was true she’ll still extract her revenge.
There were many things about her new friends that greatly disturbed her. Specifically how none of them actually apologized for any of the rumors or the Janitor incident. They all smiled and complimented Ludvika whenever they saw her in the hallway. Were these people just incapable of showing sympathy or humanity? Ludvika used to think every time they plastered one of their trademark smiles, ones that lacked any noticeable emotion.
One day during lunch, when everyone was talking about their weekend, Ludvika snapped. She turned to all of them and started screaming at all of them, questioning how they could talk to the girl they tormented so easily and not even say they were sorry for what they did. Tears started to roll down her cheeks as she continued ranting until her voice went hoarse, after all of that she collapsed on the ground shaking from everything she just said. She could feel the stares of everyone on her, gazing at the spectacle the just witnessed. A nearby teacher came over to Ludvika and escorted her to the nurses’ office, on the way out Ludvika looked over at the group of girls and smirked from their awestruck expressions.
When she arrived home, her parents informed her that they heard about her outbreak and were confused as to why it happened. Ludvika broke down *again* in front of her whole family saying how she could never tell them her problems because they all brushed it away and she felt disappointed in herself feeling so weak. Her younger brother walked over to Ludvika and gave her a hug, telling her that she was always so brave in her eyes. A warm surge of happiness shone from Ludvikas face as she hugged him back. After the hug-fest, her parents informed her that, for the sake of her sanity it would be best if she was home schooled for the rest of this year and apply to a new one the next. Reluctantly, she agreed and began her application to World W Academy, hoping that her new life will bring a sense of peace to her and maybe help her gain all the self-confidence she lost in the past.
((TL;DR WHO WANTS TO HELP HER OVERCOME HER SELF ESTEME ISSUES? OUO))
Weapon: Baseball bat.
Statistics:
~Knowledge: 4-Professor
~Courage: 2-Reliable
~Diligence: 5-Rock-Solid
~Expression: 2-Eloquent
~Understanding: 3-Generous
Persona:
~Name: Svetovid komarche.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/svetovid.jpg
(I'll find a better one ;0;))
~Arcana: Chariot
~Drain:
~Weak: Dark
~Null: Fire
~Resist:Slash
~Skills:
Matarukaja- Increases all allies' Attack for 3 turns
Weary Thrust- Inflicts a large amount of Strike damage with even greater power if you're feeling "Tired" to one enemy
Tetrakarn- Repel 1 Slash, Strike, or Pierce attack. All allies
Swift Strike- Hits 1-3 times for a small amount of Strike damage with each hit to all enemies
Akasha Arts- Hits 1-2 times for a large amount of Strike damage with each hit to all enemies
Sharp Student- Lowers the possibility of being struck by a Critical Hit.
Roleplay Sample: [Just 2-3 paragraphs. Any universe is fine.]
Did you read the rules...? For some odd reason, I am craving a nice heap of pancakes draped with maple syrup.
Also, chicks.
Name:Ludvika Novak
Gender: A Lady~
Height:5’1”
Weight:110 lbs.
Age: 15
Year: Sophmore
Clubs: Track.
Appearance:
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(Only the above image is required. The list below is optional.)
Personality:
At first glance, Ludvika gives the impression of a typical pile of wangst, but if you actually take time to try and talk to her, you’ll find a fairly normal girl. The general assumption of her dark nature comes from a first glance at her introvert nature. Ludvika will NEVER leave her room on her own and prefers to work by herself than with a group. This is just her preference, she finds that working by herself is much easier that having to face distractions from others.
Even though she keeps more to herself, Ludvika loves it when people actually pay attention to her and will accompany people if asked. Problem is, she is just too socially awkward to ask others to hang out. She never really had any experience on how asking people herself since they usually asked her, coupled with her EXTREME paranoia of how everyone is somehow out to get her doesn’t exactly help either. She would love to at least TRY being friendly, but her gut usually turns her back into being a wallflower.
Ludvika might be a tiny introvert; but it’s best that you DO NOT assume that she is a submissive girl. She knows how to hold her ground and has no problem calling people out on their stupidity. She tries her best to hold back from actually attacking the person, but don’t be surprised if you end up with a broken nose after pushing too many buttons.
Her peers will describe Ludvika as a hardworking character, which is spot on. When given a task she will work her butt off to finish it until perfection. She has a tendency to over work herself and feel exhausted afterwards, added with the previous knowledge of how she prefers to work by herself Ludvika will end up way in over her head and usually crash and burn before finishing. Her determination is what brings her back up from the fall and help to keep trudging on.
She’s a Tomboy, no doubt about it. Her tone is more boyish compared to other girls, and she’d rather be off somewhere running around and getting dirty than being prim and proper. There have been many instances where people mistake her as a feminine boy, and it doesn’t help that physique matches one as well. Don’t fret though, she won’t freak out if ask her gender. Just…try not to find by any other means *coughfeelingherchestcough* unless you’re okay with a tiny girl emasculating you.
Ludvika has a secret desire to one day be strong enough to protect everyone. She knows that deep down; she isn't as mentally stable or physically capable to do so. Nevertheless, she still keeps her head held up high and tries her best to hopefully achieve her goal.
Likes:
Skiing
Wine (S-she used to sneak sips from her Dad’s cooler sometimes. Only juvenile thing she’s ever done I swear ;0;)
Gardens (She secretly dreams of having a small one when she lives on her own.)
Hiking
Poetry
Dragons
Large Sweatshirts
Dislikes:
Large Groups
The Dark.
Laziness
Stress
Failure.
Strengths:
Athletic: Surprisingly, Ludvika is quite sporty for a quiet girl. Whenever she has free time, you’ll probably find her jogging around town or on a treadmill.
Industrious: Don’t expect this girl to give up; she’ll stop when there is no longer a reason to at least try.
Judicious: She always takes all of her issues with a good sense of judgment, and is quite rational when facing difficult decisions. People call her a “wise old man”; she just prefers to believe its common sense.
Leadership skills: She’s pretty good in taking charge if situations become too hectic, just don’t expect her to step up to the plate all the time.
Weaknesses:
Trust issues: Due to mistreatment and betrayal in the past, Ludvika has a very hard time warming up to people and making friends. Even if someone is genuinely kind to her, she will believe that deep down, they will want to hurt and embarrass her. So will tend to stray away from the main group and focus on solely supporting herself, since she is more comfortable with that.
Aggressiveness: Coupled with her self-destructive tendencies and her determination, Ludvika ends up falling down more and rushing into dangerous situations than she normally would when she’s level-headed.
The Dark: A simple children’s fear, but it’s grown so much that she can’t stand being a dark room for more than a few minutes.
History:
Ludvika grew up in a normal household. She was the middle child of three and was the only daughter in the group. Her life was pretty calm; she and her siblings were all homeschooled for most of their life. Personally, she enjoyed it. Ludvika loved learning without any major distractions and got along with her siblings. Her time at home made her siblings a tight group of delinquents, her older brother was always the negotiator of the group, while she was the physical force of the group with their younger brother clinging tightly to her arm. After lessons, they would all play and cause chaos like normal children,. Every moment with her family made her feel stronger and more confident with herself; to her these were the glory days.
It’s a shame they had to end.
One day, her mother informed Ludvika and her siblings that they would be starting public school at the end of summer. While her siblings were ecstatic about starting school, Ludvika couldn’t help but sink in her seat. She asked why they couldn’t stay at home like they used to but her mother sighed and told her she wanted to make sure Ludvika was able to socialize with others her age. Ludvikas heart sank, she didn’t want to leave her home, and it didn’t help that she was worried how her younger brother would deal with the change. He meant everything to her and she knew how shy and nervous he was, she couldn’t stand him being miserable and alone at a new school. No matter how many protests, the decision was final and she had to endure.
The first day of school was nerve-wracking. While her older brother was running around frantically, making sure he had everything ready, Ludvika tried to feign sickness. It wasn’t until her mother started dragging (literally) out of bed. The car-ride to school wasn’t fun either. Ludvika watched every building pass her with her hands pressed up against the window, hoping that she could just push the window and grab onto SOMETHING to help her escape the journey. All her attempts failed and she found herself holding her younger brother’s hand as their
parents drove away, saying their good-byes as they disappeared from her view. She hesitated entering the unfamiliar building, her usual confident expression slowly deteriorating and turning into one more scared. It wasn’t until her little brother squeezed her hand gently and gave her hopeful smile. A small weight was lifted and a sudden realization came over Ludvika, if her brother were to survive such a sudden change, she’d need to bravely face it too.
When she entered her new homeroom, Ludvika was greeted with an onslaught of stares. They weren’t threatening or judgmental, just curious. After a couple of polite introductions, Ludvika was invited to sit with a group of girls in the back. They were sweet and possibly the nicest girls Ludvika has ever met, she couldn’t help but smile and return the friendly affection. Soon after that, Ludvika hung out with those girls like a lost puppy. One could say that they were friends, but looking back on it now Ludvika probably would say that she was a sheep in their growing her. Ludvika followed their every word. She played the games they wanted, helped them with their homework, if asked she’d give them her jacket. This was how friends acted right? They were nice to her and helped her make even more friends, so her service seemed justified.
When 7th grade rolled around, things started to change. Ludvika started to notice the raise of estrogen and testosterone in her fellow classmates. The girls acted a bit more…well, girly. They started to tidy themselves up, doing their hair, playing with make-up. The whole she-bang. Ludvika, however, was stuck in a rut. She was still her frumpy, awkward self, acting more like a tough boy than a girl. She didn’t mind, Ludvika always was a boyish girl, it was just the stares that killed her. Her old “friends” distanced themselves from Ludvika. Some were completely rude to her, others just ignored her. Horrible rumors were spread from the secrets she told them, Ludvika felt betrayed. All of her trust was flushed away, she felt torn down from the inside, but she could never show it. No, she had to put on a strong face, at least for her younger brother.
Ludvika hoped that even if her life is hell in school, she could at least seek refuge at home. Well, that wasn’t exactly the case. Her older brother teased her, a lot. He’d called her a failure, a weakling, pathetic excuse for a human. At first, Ludvika held in her rage, he knew how over-emotional she could get; he was just pushing her buttons. He WANTED her to hit him because if she did, their parents would only discipline the one that started the fight. Ludvika could NEVER turn to her parents, no matter how many times she asked them for their guidance about school and the teasing; they’d turn a blind eye and simply say it’s just how people her age act and they’ll grow out of it. The only source of comfort for Ludvika was her younger brother, but even then she couldn’t really show him how she felt, still too worried that any sign of weakness would crush him.
No, telling her feeling to anyone could never solve her problems, but she found other ways to cope. During this time, Ludvika gained an interest in Athletics, which wasn’t a surprise to her family. She’d always get so ecstatic whenever they took a trip to a ski lodge or a hike trail; her parents always compared her reaction to a child on Christmas Morning. Since you can’t hike a mountain every time you’re feeling depressed (even though she would if she could) Ludvika found another way to relieve all the problems of her life, running. Whenever Ludvika went out for a jog around town, she always felt much more relaxed with herself. She found this to be a good way to calm her anger in a healthy way. Ludvika was so entranced when she would run, she ended up waking up in the morning way ahead of her family just so she could jog to the school by herself (That and she hated the car ride there.)
Sadly, even the blissful feeling ended up being toppled by stress during her year at 8th grade. By then, Ludvika became the resident freak in her school. She didn’t mind playing to expectations, she felt stronger with herself from scaring her peers. However, her old “friends” didn’t like that one bit. They decided to put Ludvika in her place and they knew exactly how. One day, when Ludvika came early to school like she always did, the girls –and some of their strong guy friends- ambushed Ludvika. Completely off guard, she tried her best to fend them off until an administrator came, but it was no use. Ludvika was bound by her wrists and ankles, then was brought to the janitors’ closet and locked inside. Screams for mercy were muffled from the walls of the pitch black room. Ludvika was in quite a predicament you see, she had a deathly fear of the dark and couldn’t stand being in a room without a source of light. The Janitor found her later curled up in a fetal position, hyperventilating and eyes completely dry from crying. Lucky for her, she was sent home for the day.
After that incident, Ludvika became reclusive and borderline anti-social. She acted rude toward her peers and pushed anyone away that was genuinely kind to her. She still held back with showing her true self to younger brother though, still convinced that if he would abandon her if she showed any kind of weakness. Ludvika was stuck, how was she to prove herself strong in her brothers eye without wanting to physically harm the people causing the pain all along? One day, she had an idea. She could better them by beating them at their own game, gain their friendship all over again and then HUMILIATE them. To do that, she would have to drastically change her image but she didn’t mind. No, if this is what it will take to rid them from her life, then she’ll have to endure.
Ludvika spent the whole summer trying to make herself more feminine, slowly losing her boyish tendencies in favor of more girlish ones. By her first year of high school, it truly paid off. It was a movie moment, the ugly duckling turning into a –not that quite- beautiful swan and the whole world watching the transformation with baited breath. Just as she suspected, her old friends flocked back towards her, all in awe from the sight of the new Ludvika. Even though her plan was going along accordingly, Ludvika couldn’t help but feel sick with herself. There were numerous moments where she almost felt sick to her stomach whenever she looked in a mirror. Plus, the treatments from peers at school were extremely different at home, for her old brother saw thru the façade. He knew that Ludvika wasn’t acting like herself at all and constantly teased her about, calling her a weakling for turning into just her enemy and an idiot for actually thinking that she’ll trick them. She didn’t care though, even if it was true she’ll still extract her revenge.
There were many things about her new friends that greatly disturbed her. Specifically how none of them actually apologized for any of the rumors or the Janitor incident. They all smiled and complimented Ludvika whenever they saw her in the hallway. Were these people just incapable of showing sympathy or humanity? Ludvika used to think every time they plastered one of their trademark smiles, ones that lacked any noticeable emotion.
One day during lunch, when everyone was talking about their weekend, Ludvika snapped. She turned to all of them and started screaming at all of them, questioning how they could talk to the girl they tormented so easily and not even say they were sorry for what they did. Tears started to roll down her cheeks as she continued ranting until her voice went hoarse, after all of that she collapsed on the ground shaking from everything she just said. She could feel the stares of everyone on her, gazing at the spectacle the just witnessed. A nearby teacher came over to Ludvika and escorted her to the nurses’ office, on the way out Ludvika looked over at the group of girls and smirked from their awestruck expressions.
When she arrived home, her parents informed her that they heard about her outbreak and were confused as to why it happened. Ludvika broke down *again* in front of her whole family saying how she could never tell them her problems because they all brushed it away and she felt disappointed in herself feeling so weak. Her younger brother walked over to Ludvika and gave her a hug, telling her that she was always so brave in her eyes. A warm surge of happiness shone from Ludvikas face as she hugged him back. After the hug-fest, her parents informed her that, for the sake of her sanity it would be best if she was home schooled for the rest of this year and apply to a new one the next. Reluctantly, she agreed and began her application to World W Academy, hoping that her new life will bring a sense of peace to her and maybe help her gain all the self-confidence she lost in the past.
((TL;DR WHO WANTS TO HELP HER OVERCOME HER SELF ESTEME ISSUES? OUO))
Weapon: Baseball bat.
Statistics:
~Knowledge: 4-Professor
~Courage: 2-Reliable
~Diligence: 5-Rock-Solid
~Expression: 2-Eloquent
~Understanding: 3-Generous
Persona:
~Name: Svetovid komarche.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/svetovid.jpg
(I'll find a better one ;0;))
~Arcana: Chariot
~Drain:
~Weak: Dark
~Null: Fire
~Resist:Slash
~Skills:
Matarukaja- Increases all allies' Attack for 3 turns
Weary Thrust- Inflicts a large amount of Strike damage with even greater power if you're feeling "Tired" to one enemy
Tetrakarn- Repel 1 Slash, Strike, or Pierce attack. All allies
Swift Strike- Hits 1-3 times for a small amount of Strike damage with each hit to all enemies
Akasha Arts- Hits 1-2 times for a large amount of Strike damage with each hit to all enemies
Sharp Student- Lowers the possibility of being struck by a Critical Hit.
Roleplay Sample: [Just 2-3 paragraphs. Any universe is fine.]
If there is one thing a girl shouldn’t be doing on a Friday night, it’s locking herself in the bathroom.
She wasn’t hiding from an argument her parents or anything similar. No, this was more drastic. Today marked the day that Ludvika Novak would actually try on makeup. The thought alone to her was nerve-wracking. Before, she never have to worry about such trivial procedures, just never came to her. Plus, makeup will smudge if you attempt to go for a jog with it on, so she never had to worry about it.
Until now. Until the moment she hatched up the best and possibly dumbest plan for revenge against everyone who wronged her in the past. Even though she knew nothing about what she was actually going to do, Ludvika knew that this was the first step to set the gears of her “diabolical” plan in motion.
After rummaging through her moms makeup kit –the one she stole from her purse earlier in the afternoon- she found bright red lipstick. Easiest thing to apply right? I mean, even a little three-year-old could put this stuff on by NOW. Ludvika lifted the lipstick and pucker her lips out, trying to calm her shaky hand. Surprisingly, she didn’t mess up, but was this the right shade? Ludvika studied herself in the mirror a bit, her lips looked weird but she does recall many girls from her class with horrendous lipstick. With a slight shrug, Ludvika continued looking through the bag.
After few moments of searching for something she could positively identify, Ludvika came across a small black mascara tube. Ludvika opened the tube and set it on the sink counter, only holding the small twirled brush in her hand. She studied it for a few moments, briefly pondering why ANYONE would stick a small brush near one’s eye. After some mental preparation, Ludvika slowly brought the mascara brush to her eyelash. With an odd struck of fate, she completely missed her target and instead poked herself in the eye.
“….. Prekleto…” (Which mean “damn it to all you English speakers c; ) she whispered under her breath as her hands fumbled to turn on the sink.
After washing her eye-andtheuglylipstick- off, Ludvika head sank. How will she ever be able to pull her plan off if she couldn’t even apply a small bit of makeup? She huffed and prepared her game face; of course she wouldn’t be able to successfully apply the first try, but she was prepared to try again until she got it right. If it’ll make her stronger, then expect that she’ll never give up.
Ever.
She wasn’t hiding from an argument her parents or anything similar. No, this was more drastic. Today marked the day that Ludvika Novak would actually try on makeup. The thought alone to her was nerve-wracking. Before, she never have to worry about such trivial procedures, just never came to her. Plus, makeup will smudge if you attempt to go for a jog with it on, so she never had to worry about it.
Until now. Until the moment she hatched up the best and possibly dumbest plan for revenge against everyone who wronged her in the past. Even though she knew nothing about what she was actually going to do, Ludvika knew that this was the first step to set the gears of her “diabolical” plan in motion.
After rummaging through her moms makeup kit –the one she stole from her purse earlier in the afternoon- she found bright red lipstick. Easiest thing to apply right? I mean, even a little three-year-old could put this stuff on by NOW. Ludvika lifted the lipstick and pucker her lips out, trying to calm her shaky hand. Surprisingly, she didn’t mess up, but was this the right shade? Ludvika studied herself in the mirror a bit, her lips looked weird but she does recall many girls from her class with horrendous lipstick. With a slight shrug, Ludvika continued looking through the bag.
After few moments of searching for something she could positively identify, Ludvika came across a small black mascara tube. Ludvika opened the tube and set it on the sink counter, only holding the small twirled brush in her hand. She studied it for a few moments, briefly pondering why ANYONE would stick a small brush near one’s eye. After some mental preparation, Ludvika slowly brought the mascara brush to her eyelash. With an odd struck of fate, she completely missed her target and instead poked herself in the eye.
“….. Prekleto…” (Which mean “damn it to all you English speakers c; ) she whispered under her breath as her hands fumbled to turn on the sink.
After washing her eye-andtheuglylipstick- off, Ludvika head sank. How will she ever be able to pull her plan off if she couldn’t even apply a small bit of makeup? She huffed and prepared her game face; of course she wouldn’t be able to successfully apply the first try, but she was prepared to try again until she got it right. If it’ll make her stronger, then expect that she’ll never give up.
Ever.
Did you read the rules...? For some odd reason, I am craving a nice heap of pancakes draped with maple syrup.
Also, chicks.
