Post by demonfire on Mar 29, 2008 13:42:43 GMT -5
Name: Jacques Jean-Claude
Gender: Male
Age: 219, appears to be around eighteen
Time at TMA: 170 years, twelve as a student
Class: Mime (I consider that a valid class!)
Race: Part-Human, other part unknown
Weapon info: Jacques doesn't use any 'real' weapons, but instead relies on magic.
Special Abilities: Jacques has the ability of making things that he can pretend exist, exist, except invisible, even to the mime. He has also been known to summon some strange creatures in times of need.
Background: Jacques has no memory of his mother, having only been told by his father that she had left as soon as she could after he had been born. His father was a human, but his mother had been an enigma. Nevertheless, he had been raised by his father in the country of Luxenia, a rather small country that had rumors of being puppeted by the Salvian Empire.
At age 18, Jacques had been given notice that he were to join the military after a draft had been introduced to prepare for war. The semi-pacifistic boy had no wish for war without definite reasons, so he escaped to somewhere that he hasn't ever disclosed. He regards it as a safe-haven, and thus won't release any specifics. All he will tell is that he joined a band of performers, eventually learning various skills that helped him survive.
Jacques was well-adept in mimicry and miming, and thus became a mime. During these trainings was that he discovered certain skills that he knew his father never had. His travels brought him back to Luxenia, something that he disdained as much as it brought nostalgia. The mime was recognized by someone that reported it, and was captured and sent to the military. By now, he had loved his old lifestyle of silent performances, and thus had every intention to get back to it. That is, after the torturing that had been brought upon him because of escaping the draft.
He was attacked physically, verbally, emotionally, and magically. A particularly surly officer did so much as to almost completely silence him forever, only being stopped after he was almost done, leaving Jacques with a fraction of his voice. He was liberated by Salvian rebels after they attacked his camp.
Jacques searched for some place that would be without all of the senseless hate, violence, and corruption. He thought Twilight Moon Academy was close enough. He began as a simple student, and eventually graduated. Because he didn't want to leave, he pursued a career in teaching at the glorious institution, and still does, and plans to continue for a long time.
Physical Description: Jacques is a small being, only around five foot four. He isn't what you would describe 'muscular', actually appearing stringy. He has ghostly clear blue eyes that adds to a rather ghostly appearance. His hair is snow white, but it is usually covered by a black beret. He wears a traditional mime outfit without the make-up or gloves: a horizontally striped black and white t-shirt, black pants, and black boots. On his right shoulder, where it is concealed by the shirt is a tattoo of seemingly random digits and letters. What he lacks in physical strength and size, he makes up for with acrobatic abilities and flexibility; his compensation for a small frame.
Students: Tida
Gender: Male
Age: 219, appears to be around eighteen
Time at TMA: 170 years, twelve as a student
Class: Mime (I consider that a valid class!)
Race: Part-Human, other part unknown
Weapon info: Jacques doesn't use any 'real' weapons, but instead relies on magic.
Special Abilities: Jacques has the ability of making things that he can pretend exist, exist, except invisible, even to the mime. He has also been known to summon some strange creatures in times of need.
Background: Jacques has no memory of his mother, having only been told by his father that she had left as soon as she could after he had been born. His father was a human, but his mother had been an enigma. Nevertheless, he had been raised by his father in the country of Luxenia, a rather small country that had rumors of being puppeted by the Salvian Empire.
At age 18, Jacques had been given notice that he were to join the military after a draft had been introduced to prepare for war. The semi-pacifistic boy had no wish for war without definite reasons, so he escaped to somewhere that he hasn't ever disclosed. He regards it as a safe-haven, and thus won't release any specifics. All he will tell is that he joined a band of performers, eventually learning various skills that helped him survive.
Jacques was well-adept in mimicry and miming, and thus became a mime. During these trainings was that he discovered certain skills that he knew his father never had. His travels brought him back to Luxenia, something that he disdained as much as it brought nostalgia. The mime was recognized by someone that reported it, and was captured and sent to the military. By now, he had loved his old lifestyle of silent performances, and thus had every intention to get back to it. That is, after the torturing that had been brought upon him because of escaping the draft.
He was attacked physically, verbally, emotionally, and magically. A particularly surly officer did so much as to almost completely silence him forever, only being stopped after he was almost done, leaving Jacques with a fraction of his voice. He was liberated by Salvian rebels after they attacked his camp.
Jacques searched for some place that would be without all of the senseless hate, violence, and corruption. He thought Twilight Moon Academy was close enough. He began as a simple student, and eventually graduated. Because he didn't want to leave, he pursued a career in teaching at the glorious institution, and still does, and plans to continue for a long time.
Physical Description: Jacques is a small being, only around five foot four. He isn't what you would describe 'muscular', actually appearing stringy. He has ghostly clear blue eyes that adds to a rather ghostly appearance. His hair is snow white, but it is usually covered by a black beret. He wears a traditional mime outfit without the make-up or gloves: a horizontally striped black and white t-shirt, black pants, and black boots. On his right shoulder, where it is concealed by the shirt is a tattoo of seemingly random digits and letters. What he lacks in physical strength and size, he makes up for with acrobatic abilities and flexibility; his compensation for a small frame.
Students: Tida