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Ok, I admit that I've failed somewhere before. But anyway welcome. Just a brief intro on what you should expect here:
1. Football. Not gonna post much of that any soon since season is over. :S
2. Anime, Games, etc. Just abt anything conceivable under the Japanese radar barring anything and everything Rule 34. Now that's illegal. Period. -.-;
3. Music. Everything to do with it is listed under the tab.
5. Unacceptable humour: Anything and everything is fair game here. As long as I don't get rounded up by the ISA. -.-'

6.
The Known World=Fantasy world building in process. I: Used to be glossary, now devoted to random rambling; II: Character Concepts; III: Lore.
7. der Wolf=my Fictionpress account under the moniker Tsumujikaze no Soujutsu. A Ranger's Tale is hosted under this page. :)
8. New section now upped. Maybe I should also gun for upping A Ranger's Tale here since I do have this funny feeling that traffic coming to here is way more than whatever I'll get in FP.

Statement of intent: Everything said here is a figment of personal opinion, be it me or anybody commenting. I try to be responsible, but my parents=/=parents of the world.

@Druid of Luhn: Crap. Should have remembered far earlier to give you the credit for your CSS text box code. :(

A/N: But sadly, it seems that your CSS text box code has now been halved efficiency wise. :(

That most important note I should have added: Any images posted in this blog are NOT my own stuff. I got them from Google image search, I don't earn any shit by being a thief and liar. Those responsible for the pictures, rest assured that you all are great artists in your own regards. Sadly, we all know what limited space means in terms of posting.

Latest Note: Changed alignment for my page widgets due to my worry that I can't centre align the thing.

Note on A Ranger's Tale: In case any complaining fella wants to have a legal case with me, let this be known that A Ranger's Tale is rated M by default. I've upped the swearing and somewhat a bit on the dark/gritty factor. You all have been warned, let no little boy and girl enter the forbidden realm.

Latest on ART: A Ranger's Tale now starting to kick back in gear. But I really hate the insanely fluctuating climate here in S'pore.

P.S: Oh, and one more thing. Vid below is yet another ideal OP for A Ranger's Tale.

Monday, 24 March 2014

Skies of Arven Character Bio Pt 2

Nothing to add, brain can't function, got an imminent feeling that I very damn suay. Sorry Kak-Ros. Once suay, scally forever suay. :P

A/N-One more thing, this is for you Salty Fish: I'm gonna pirate Eric Chen Guangsheng's copyright quote here, listen carefully...
咸鱼,你死定了。


Syvia Honne

Capable of speech, yet born to be silent. Able to laugh and cry, yet cursed without feelings.


Age: 15
Hair color: Auburn
Hairstyle: Shoulder length with the front parted towards one side
Eye color: Amber
Physique: Petite and slim

Homeland: Freyea

Likes: Cats
Dislikes: Men who judged women by beauty; idealism
Personality quirk: Will always communicate with sign language despite physicians finding nothing physically wrong with her.
Personality strength: Incredible mental fortitude capable of putting even the strongest of men to shame.
Personal weakness: Has never spoke a word before since birth; has emotions, but unable to feel a thing for others.
(Both traits will always cause communication literally impossible.)

Profession: Shaman
Weapon: Staff
Technique base: Magic support; Magic damage; Lightning Element.
Technique focus: Sudden surge in any given effect.

Streik:
Dirge of the World
Levitates in mid air while maintaining a state of trance, after which a giant sword of purple energy descends from the gaping sky with its tip pointing down. Capable of razing one entire village belonging to the Surface and even annihilating an average sized Heaven. While devastating, the maximum range of this Streik varies at random.

Bio:
Born in the Heaven of Freyea, Syvia was destined to have the finest of everything. Alas an unfortunate event struck her mother, said disaster forever a matter of mystery. Some said Lady Nille Honne was seduced by an Incubus, other whispered she's in fact a Succubus. Then there were those believing rumours of a changeling supplanting the real Syvia Honne. No matter whatever word spoken, one thing was certain: Syvia Honne couldn't speak despite the physician's diagnosis stating otherwise, the same went for her lack of emotions. Gaining very little friends and plenty of scorn, Syvia was extremely wary towards any potential suitors. Yet all nobles male and female must be engaged by the age of sixteen, this was something earning Syvia's silent resentment. Neither able to speak out nor to feel, Syvia decided end her own life by plunging down to the Surface below. This was just before her drake reached the Heaven of Frae where she would be forever chained. As if both blessed and cursed by the Hallowed Three, Syvia miraculously survived, only to encounter a barbaric race proud and fierce. This was where that lone wolf merely a few years older caught her attention: Ein.

To be cont'd...