Post by arythknives on Jun 24, 2009 9:54:45 GMT -6
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Alias: Silent One
Name: Anthras
Age: 34
Gender: M
Weight:129
Height: 79 in
Hair: Red
Eyes: Red
Skin: albino
Personality: He is very cold and aloof usually staying out of conversation unless absolutely necessary. He isn’t actually angry but comes off that way when in thought. He trusts very few and especially the military, but though his friends are few he would fight to the death for them. To see undue pain and suffering hurts him a lot, so he dislikes killing or seriously maiming.
Physical Description: Anthras stands tall among the last of the Ishbalan people. his left arm is auto mail which has fallen into disrepair. The red cloak is alchemically altered to withstand fire over ten thousand degrees and cannot catch fire, it is his prize possession.
His hair is cropped short and he has a ponytail in the back. He usually carries a sword with him. Even on days that aren’t particularly bright he wears his sunglasses, which are also alchemicaly altered to help him see his alchemy at work.
History: As a young man growing up in the deserts of Ishbala, he was constantly harassed for being an albino, even to the point of physical violence. Several times he was beaten into unconsciousness. After his grand mother Nahuela passed away from a rare disease he was left to fend for himself at thirteen. He was beaten badly several times and on his left arm had to be amputated. He would have died if he had not been discovered by a pilgrim from Ming Xia Province, Xing. The pilgrim healed him with alchemy and adopted him, introducing himself as Ashitoku Hyanzo. Anthras was too weak to make the pilgrimage back with his teacher, so he settled down in Ishbala. Ashitoku told Anthras that he was a teacher in the country he was from and that he would like to teach Anthras what he knew. It took several tattoos and fifteen years to teach Anthras about alchemy, and the alchemy of Ming Xia. On the day that Anthras graduated from the tutelage of the 96 year old Ashitoku, Ashitoku gave him a cloak that his teacher had given him. “It is very old and marks a master of alchemy. You know more than any other alchemist from my country. That cloak is very special, it has been changed by each of its owners in there own unique way.” In fact the cloak was over nine hundred years old, but Anthras has no way of knowing that. All he knows is that he can walk through fire with out getting burnt. (((MODIFIED)))
Other:
these scientific principles and theories will help you understand how his alchemy works, if your interested.
the main form of alchemy used by Anthras is the art and science of density manipulation. Meaning if he ever saw mustang use his alchemy, he could probably copy it given enough time to study it and he would need some sort of ignition source (like the glove of mustang). But the medium he is adept at using is sound waves, and the destructive force they acquire when placed under pressure.)
Fact #1: quantum physics theory dictates that sound waves placed under pressure accelerate exponentially in relation to the level of pressure applied.
fact #2: if an object is accelerated it gains kinetic energy. To posses kinetic energy an object must have mass.
Summary :
Sound waves under pressure become physical objects traveling at high velocities. The higher the pitch, the faster the projectile. The lower the pitch the more mass is produced in relation to the level of pressure.
--SAMPLE ROLEPLAY—
Sitting down on the roof of his house, Anthras watched the sun set. The beautiful yellows turned orange then red, reminding him of his home in Ishbala. He hadn’t been home in several years and he began to ache for it. He had already finished packing and he understood that tonight would be his last stay under the stars of Ming Xia. He imagined that he could see his teachers face in the stars and marked the constellation to remember it for the rest of his life. Here in the Ming-ese village of Xo Hon Zhou, he was at peace and had had never been met with the violence of being different. Back home was another story, he had almost been killed by boys he had grown up with-people he had literally shared the same bed with as a baby- had grown up to hate him for his pure white skin and red hair and eyes. The thought alone made him do something he hadn’t done in six years, fully button his cloak and raise the collar to keep most of his skin hidden. No doubt about it, returning home would be a harder life than staying here. Which reminded him of something Ashitoku told him :
“Anthras remember, it is in traveling the path we find to be most difficult to tread, in which we will reap the most benefit. Also, know this: There is no greater hardship imaginable than realizing you can no longer take that path. Anthras, my son, we often find our destiny on the road we take to avoid it. ”
Those words were followed by “I love you, Good Bye…”and were his last words spoken in this world. Maybe he spoke many volumes after being freed of his human body, but not here in this hard world. It was realizing this fact six years ago that drove him away from his home, and it was his Masters last words that were now tearing at his heart. Anthras understood now that if he didn’t return home soon, then he would never return at all. Jumping down from his roof he landed on his doorstep. Grabbing his travel pack and his sword he walked away, never to return.
(((MODIFIED)))
Alias: Silent One
Name: Anthras
Age: 34
Gender: M
Weight:129
Height: 79 in
Hair: Red
Eyes: Red
Skin: albino
Personality: He is very cold and aloof usually staying out of conversation unless absolutely necessary. He isn’t actually angry but comes off that way when in thought. He trusts very few and especially the military, but though his friends are few he would fight to the death for them. To see undue pain and suffering hurts him a lot, so he dislikes killing or seriously maiming.
Physical Description: Anthras stands tall among the last of the Ishbalan people. his left arm is auto mail which has fallen into disrepair. The red cloak is alchemically altered to withstand fire over ten thousand degrees and cannot catch fire, it is his prize possession.
His hair is cropped short and he has a ponytail in the back. He usually carries a sword with him. Even on days that aren’t particularly bright he wears his sunglasses, which are also alchemicaly altered to help him see his alchemy at work.
History: As a young man growing up in the deserts of Ishbala, he was constantly harassed for being an albino, even to the point of physical violence. Several times he was beaten into unconsciousness. After his grand mother Nahuela passed away from a rare disease he was left to fend for himself at thirteen. He was beaten badly several times and on his left arm had to be amputated. He would have died if he had not been discovered by a pilgrim from Ming Xia Province, Xing. The pilgrim healed him with alchemy and adopted him, introducing himself as Ashitoku Hyanzo. Anthras was too weak to make the pilgrimage back with his teacher, so he settled down in Ishbala. Ashitoku told Anthras that he was a teacher in the country he was from and that he would like to teach Anthras what he knew. It took several tattoos and fifteen years to teach Anthras about alchemy, and the alchemy of Ming Xia. On the day that Anthras graduated from the tutelage of the 96 year old Ashitoku, Ashitoku gave him a cloak that his teacher had given him. “It is very old and marks a master of alchemy. You know more than any other alchemist from my country. That cloak is very special, it has been changed by each of its owners in there own unique way.” In fact the cloak was over nine hundred years old, but Anthras has no way of knowing that. All he knows is that he can walk through fire with out getting burnt. (((MODIFIED)))
Other:
these scientific principles and theories will help you understand how his alchemy works, if your interested.
the main form of alchemy used by Anthras is the art and science of density manipulation. Meaning if he ever saw mustang use his alchemy, he could probably copy it given enough time to study it and he would need some sort of ignition source (like the glove of mustang). But the medium he is adept at using is sound waves, and the destructive force they acquire when placed under pressure.)
Fact #1: quantum physics theory dictates that sound waves placed under pressure accelerate exponentially in relation to the level of pressure applied.
fact #2: if an object is accelerated it gains kinetic energy. To posses kinetic energy an object must have mass.
Summary :
Sound waves under pressure become physical objects traveling at high velocities. The higher the pitch, the faster the projectile. The lower the pitch the more mass is produced in relation to the level of pressure.
--SAMPLE ROLEPLAY—
Sitting down on the roof of his house, Anthras watched the sun set. The beautiful yellows turned orange then red, reminding him of his home in Ishbala. He hadn’t been home in several years and he began to ache for it. He had already finished packing and he understood that tonight would be his last stay under the stars of Ming Xia. He imagined that he could see his teachers face in the stars and marked the constellation to remember it for the rest of his life. Here in the Ming-ese village of Xo Hon Zhou, he was at peace and had had never been met with the violence of being different. Back home was another story, he had almost been killed by boys he had grown up with-people he had literally shared the same bed with as a baby- had grown up to hate him for his pure white skin and red hair and eyes. The thought alone made him do something he hadn’t done in six years, fully button his cloak and raise the collar to keep most of his skin hidden. No doubt about it, returning home would be a harder life than staying here. Which reminded him of something Ashitoku told him :
“Anthras remember, it is in traveling the path we find to be most difficult to tread, in which we will reap the most benefit. Also, know this: There is no greater hardship imaginable than realizing you can no longer take that path. Anthras, my son, we often find our destiny on the road we take to avoid it. ”
Those words were followed by “I love you, Good Bye…”and were his last words spoken in this world. Maybe he spoke many volumes after being freed of his human body, but not here in this hard world. It was realizing this fact six years ago that drove him away from his home, and it was his Masters last words that were now tearing at his heart. Anthras understood now that if he didn’t return home soon, then he would never return at all. Jumping down from his roof he landed on his doorstep. Grabbing his travel pack and his sword he walked away, never to return.
(((MODIFIED)))
