Post by Ashton on Dec 22, 2011 9:37:48 GMT -6
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Alias: Snow Alchemist (if I'm correct there is no one with that Alias)
Name:Ashton Stone
Age:21
Gender:Male
Weight:150 lbs
Height:5'7"
Hair:White
Eyes:Blue
Personality: Ashton is just like his last name, as stone. He shows no emotion. Yet his dark state is usually broken when he sees a woman in trouble. He's never usually happy, except when he sees that snow is falling in an area he is in. He's mostly obsessed with chocolate and prefers the sound of flutes compared to the usual music that plays. Ashton also prefers the night as it helps calm him to see only the moon shining in the light.
Physical Description: Pale blue eyes that look like the sky when snow is prepared to come. White hair that shines when the sun hits it, but is the color of snow that has freshly hit the ground. He wears a black belt choker on his neck that holds a cross, that shines against his pale skin. Around the outer neck of his black trench coat is a white scarf that has a blue tint. He wears no shirt underneath the coat. Rings are are his middle and index finger (later explained of why he wears them in the history). On his face is also a tattoo that is beside his left eye and snakes down to his chin.
History: Ashton came from a small village that resembled the home of where Edward and Alphonse came from. He was born from two farmers, who had no skills in alchemy. His mother was the one who tended the animals while she was not tending to her son. His father tended to the crops every day to keep the farm going. Ashton's father was always outside and only came in when it was time for bed or when his father knew that dinner was made.
Ashton was an epiphany to the people of the land. His parents both had black hair and green eyes, yet he was born with white hair and blue eyes. It wasn't until a traveler alchemist saw him and realized that the boy could learn to do alchemy. The mystery traveler stayed and taught Ashton the basics, like drawing a transmutation circle, but he soon left when the war started. Ashton was only a small boy when the war was well on the way.
His father soon went to join the war. The military needed some non alchemist to help, and since Ashton knew alchemy and could seem to keep his mother going, his father joined. This devastated his mother that his father would leave the two and join the army.
The night that his father was supposed to leave brought his mother into a hysteria. She had planned to kill him, as she knew that she was not going to stay and wait for news that her husband died. Ashton was awake during the fight that took place. His face stained with tears as he heard the crashes, knowing that even at a young age only one person would come out of the room alive.
He was right. After a few minutes his father came out with two rings and told Ashton to hold out his hand. The man that Ashton knew as his father dropped two rings in the palm of his hand and told him that anywhere he would go that his mother and his father would be with him. Ashton saw the blood on his fathers hands and knew that it was wrong to let the man go, as he was taught an eye for an eye.
His father stayed the night before leaving the next morning, but the man never woke. Ashton drew a transmutation circle on the ground and dragged his father into it. The one transmutation that the mystery alchemist asked him not to use was the one he used on his father, to turn him into ice.
Ashton didn't know the extent of the power he used to freeze his father as he poured his anger into the alchemy that the house started to freeze, and if it wasn't for the neighbors he wouldn't have lived.
He travels now to join the military hoping that maybe one day he'll join in honor of his family and learn more alchemy than he had ever hoped to learn.
Other: He's very chivalrous (loyal to his country, brave, courteous to women)
--SAMPLE ROLEPLAY--
Ashton sighed as he didn't know what to do. The road was a long trail ahead of him and nobody was really near. The wind rustled through his hair and the grass around him as he heard the whistle of a train. Turning his head he saw the black train chugging along with a trail of black smoke following. "I think I can make it." He said to himself as he ran towards the train and jumped on the caboose. Now to make it inside. He thought to himself as he opened the door and walked inside to see it was full of livestock.
"Not where I wanted to go." He mumbled as he opened another door and jumped to the next cart and opened the door to see cabins to rooms. "Perfect." He said with satisfactory in himself. He soon opened the door and sat down on the red bed and rubbed the cloth that felt like silk. "Hope somebody doesn't mind me stealing this." He said with a smirk, hoping in his heart that the train was heading towards Central.
Alias: Snow Alchemist (if I'm correct there is no one with that Alias)
Name:Ashton Stone
Age:21
Gender:Male
Weight:150 lbs
Height:5'7"
Hair:White
Eyes:Blue
Personality: Ashton is just like his last name, as stone. He shows no emotion. Yet his dark state is usually broken when he sees a woman in trouble. He's never usually happy, except when he sees that snow is falling in an area he is in. He's mostly obsessed with chocolate and prefers the sound of flutes compared to the usual music that plays. Ashton also prefers the night as it helps calm him to see only the moon shining in the light.
Physical Description: Pale blue eyes that look like the sky when snow is prepared to come. White hair that shines when the sun hits it, but is the color of snow that has freshly hit the ground. He wears a black belt choker on his neck that holds a cross, that shines against his pale skin. Around the outer neck of his black trench coat is a white scarf that has a blue tint. He wears no shirt underneath the coat. Rings are are his middle and index finger (later explained of why he wears them in the history). On his face is also a tattoo that is beside his left eye and snakes down to his chin.
History: Ashton came from a small village that resembled the home of where Edward and Alphonse came from. He was born from two farmers, who had no skills in alchemy. His mother was the one who tended the animals while she was not tending to her son. His father tended to the crops every day to keep the farm going. Ashton's father was always outside and only came in when it was time for bed or when his father knew that dinner was made.
Ashton was an epiphany to the people of the land. His parents both had black hair and green eyes, yet he was born with white hair and blue eyes. It wasn't until a traveler alchemist saw him and realized that the boy could learn to do alchemy. The mystery traveler stayed and taught Ashton the basics, like drawing a transmutation circle, but he soon left when the war started. Ashton was only a small boy when the war was well on the way.
His father soon went to join the war. The military needed some non alchemist to help, and since Ashton knew alchemy and could seem to keep his mother going, his father joined. This devastated his mother that his father would leave the two and join the army.
The night that his father was supposed to leave brought his mother into a hysteria. She had planned to kill him, as she knew that she was not going to stay and wait for news that her husband died. Ashton was awake during the fight that took place. His face stained with tears as he heard the crashes, knowing that even at a young age only one person would come out of the room alive.
He was right. After a few minutes his father came out with two rings and told Ashton to hold out his hand. The man that Ashton knew as his father dropped two rings in the palm of his hand and told him that anywhere he would go that his mother and his father would be with him. Ashton saw the blood on his fathers hands and knew that it was wrong to let the man go, as he was taught an eye for an eye.
His father stayed the night before leaving the next morning, but the man never woke. Ashton drew a transmutation circle on the ground and dragged his father into it. The one transmutation that the mystery alchemist asked him not to use was the one he used on his father, to turn him into ice.
Ashton didn't know the extent of the power he used to freeze his father as he poured his anger into the alchemy that the house started to freeze, and if it wasn't for the neighbors he wouldn't have lived.
He travels now to join the military hoping that maybe one day he'll join in honor of his family and learn more alchemy than he had ever hoped to learn.
Other: He's very chivalrous (loyal to his country, brave, courteous to women)
--SAMPLE ROLEPLAY--
Ashton sighed as he didn't know what to do. The road was a long trail ahead of him and nobody was really near. The wind rustled through his hair and the grass around him as he heard the whistle of a train. Turning his head he saw the black train chugging along with a trail of black smoke following. "I think I can make it." He said to himself as he ran towards the train and jumped on the caboose. Now to make it inside. He thought to himself as he opened the door and walked inside to see it was full of livestock.
"Not where I wanted to go." He mumbled as he opened another door and jumped to the next cart and opened the door to see cabins to rooms. "Perfect." He said with satisfactory in himself. He soon opened the door and sat down on the red bed and rubbed the cloth that felt like silk. "Hope somebody doesn't mind me stealing this." He said with a smirk, hoping in his heart that the train was heading towards Central.
