Post by Benjamin Thompson on Jan 28, 2010 12:41:59 GMT -6
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Alias: The Blizzard Alchemist
Name: Benjamin (Ben) Thompson
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Weight: 151 Pounds
Height: 6'2"
Hair:Black
Eyes:Brown
Personality: A silly, short tempered, stubborn 18 year old. He has a knack for getting into trouble and never takes his superiors words to wise, though he follows orders well, which is needed for the army. He always is smart in bad situations, and is always ready for a challenge. He is never late when he is needed and is ready to give his commanding officer and high-five when they would rather get a salute.
Physical Description: Tall, lean and muscular, he is standing at 6'2" and 151 Pounds. He has twin transmutation circles tattooed into his palms, so he doesn't need to draw transmutation circles on the battle field, like most alchemists don't. He wears his military uniform when required and dresses casually almost all the time.
History: Benjamin Thompson was born in East City Hospital, his father a soldier, rising through the ranks, and his mother, a kind and gentle woman. At the age of seven, he was able to draw simple transmutation circles and perform small alchemic tasks, thanks to his fathers teachings. When he was ten his father was sent into battle in Ishbal. He was shot multiple times in the back while rescuing a downed soldier. It was several shots that were fired into the streets by Basque Gran.
When Benjamin found out, he vowed revenge on the General. He would humiliate the Iron Blood Alchemist, being defeated by a mere 18 year old would not only hurt his pride, but his reputation. Benjamin began having dreams after his father's death, he began to see people that weren't there and his alternate ego was born, his inner self, which he named Ziro. Ziro guided him through life and occasionaly took over, using his own alchemy skills to get Benjamin out of trouble.
So for years, Benjamin trained honing his skills with Ziro, but through the years, Ziro told him reflected on his training and his fathers teachings, he had an epiphany, he realized that everyone must become a part of the earth. So, leaving behind his quest to avenge his father's death, he decided to become a State Alchemist.
Zooming through the exam at high speeds, he earned the title, "The Blizzard Alchemist", because of his Alchemy element, ice. He lives on now, a dog of the military, waiting to do the work of his higher ups.
Other:
--SAMPLE ROLEPLAY--
Benjamin walked through the hallways of East Headquaters holding a large box of old files, the invisble alter-ego, Ziro, behind him. "What's with the box of crap?", Ziro asked Ben, he replied quietly, "It's just some items that some of the higher ups wouldn't want others to see. Stuff about Ishbal.", Ben, quieted down as he approached a group of officers. He gave them a salute before continuing to the garbage room. "So are you gonna torch em'? Or read them first, it's always a good idea to have some leverage over the Colonel.", Ziro said grinning at his idea, "No, I was ordered to burn it as soon as I got to the garbage room, now shut up.", Ben said cracking open the door and dumping in the files.
He lit a match everything was silent, and just as he was about to light it up, "Father!", Ben said going down to the box and digging through the files, "Yes here it is, the file on dad!", Ben was excited, he dropped the match on the other files and shut the door carrying the file in secret under his jacket, "Told ya'.", Ziro said, walking behind Ben. Ben set off home, eager to read about his father.
Alias: The Blizzard Alchemist
Name: Benjamin (Ben) Thompson
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Weight: 151 Pounds
Height: 6'2"
Hair:Black
Eyes:Brown
Personality: A silly, short tempered, stubborn 18 year old. He has a knack for getting into trouble and never takes his superiors words to wise, though he follows orders well, which is needed for the army. He always is smart in bad situations, and is always ready for a challenge. He is never late when he is needed and is ready to give his commanding officer and high-five when they would rather get a salute.
Physical Description: Tall, lean and muscular, he is standing at 6'2" and 151 Pounds. He has twin transmutation circles tattooed into his palms, so he doesn't need to draw transmutation circles on the battle field, like most alchemists don't. He wears his military uniform when required and dresses casually almost all the time.
History: Benjamin Thompson was born in East City Hospital, his father a soldier, rising through the ranks, and his mother, a kind and gentle woman. At the age of seven, he was able to draw simple transmutation circles and perform small alchemic tasks, thanks to his fathers teachings. When he was ten his father was sent into battle in Ishbal. He was shot multiple times in the back while rescuing a downed soldier. It was several shots that were fired into the streets by Basque Gran.
When Benjamin found out, he vowed revenge on the General. He would humiliate the Iron Blood Alchemist, being defeated by a mere 18 year old would not only hurt his pride, but his reputation. Benjamin began having dreams after his father's death, he began to see people that weren't there and his alternate ego was born, his inner self, which he named Ziro. Ziro guided him through life and occasionaly took over, using his own alchemy skills to get Benjamin out of trouble.
So for years, Benjamin trained honing his skills with Ziro, but through the years, Ziro told him reflected on his training and his fathers teachings, he had an epiphany, he realized that everyone must become a part of the earth. So, leaving behind his quest to avenge his father's death, he decided to become a State Alchemist.
Zooming through the exam at high speeds, he earned the title, "The Blizzard Alchemist", because of his Alchemy element, ice. He lives on now, a dog of the military, waiting to do the work of his higher ups.
Other:
--SAMPLE ROLEPLAY--
Benjamin walked through the hallways of East Headquaters holding a large box of old files, the invisble alter-ego, Ziro, behind him. "What's with the box of crap?", Ziro asked Ben, he replied quietly, "It's just some items that some of the higher ups wouldn't want others to see. Stuff about Ishbal.", Ben, quieted down as he approached a group of officers. He gave them a salute before continuing to the garbage room. "So are you gonna torch em'? Or read them first, it's always a good idea to have some leverage over the Colonel.", Ziro said grinning at his idea, "No, I was ordered to burn it as soon as I got to the garbage room, now shut up.", Ben said cracking open the door and dumping in the files.
He lit a match everything was silent, and just as he was about to light it up, "Father!", Ben said going down to the box and digging through the files, "Yes here it is, the file on dad!", Ben was excited, he dropped the match on the other files and shut the door carrying the file in secret under his jacket, "Told ya'.", Ziro said, walking behind Ben. Ben set off home, eager to read about his father.
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