Post by ✯Fallon✯ on Jul 12, 2011 2:17:49 GMT -6
FALLON ELANI MOTOMIYA
back off, i'll take you on, headstrong, i'll take on anyone
[/center]FULL NAME[/SIZE] fallon elani motomiyaNICK NAMES[/color] fal, motomiya, occasionally lani.
AGE[/color] twenty, august seventeenth
GENDER[/color] female
SEXUALITY[/color] heterosexual
MEMBER GROUP[/color] Ebonwumon
CANON[/color] ____ ___ motomiya || twenty || partner || undiscovered.
DIGIMON[/color] Salamon, Renamon, Patamon, Dracmon
CRESTS[/color]
- Courage;
She learned from her father, after all! She's incredibly good under stress, and goes to extremes to keep her companions safe, even at the cost of her own safety. Fallon is rather quick to anger, but when she does get completely over the edge pissed, her particular brand of 'courage' turns to recklessness. In that state, she charges in blindly, not really caring about her own well-being at all.
- Reliability;
She's the older sister type. She works hard to keep her word once it's given, and when she fails, she gets depressed. She'll ask forgiveness after a while, and gets depressed even over silly little things. She holds her promises above all else, and won't promise anything lightly. Pinky promises are even important to her. She's always there when she's needed, and even though she's not the most punctual of people, she tries hard.
PLAY-BY[/color] Stella Nox Fleuret
SO THEN. TELL US WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE?
[/color][/center]Fallon has always been pretty, even as a baby. Her eyes are a strange blue-green color, like foggy teal. She's got a heart shaped face, complete with the non-Asian round eyes and high cheekbones. Despite a Japanese surname, she's obviously not. Her skin is creamy, with a smattering of rather pale (yet noticeable) freckles that grace her shoulders and the bridge of her nose and cheekbones. She has high, angled cheekbones, which makes her face look sharp. She hates her nose, thinking that it makes her look like a weasel. Her hair is blonde, usually, but that's mainly due to sun bleaching and all the time she spends outside. She's prone to sun-burns, as well. Her roots and hair are most of the time two different colors; her actual hair color is about twice as dark as her hair. It's cut into layers, and falls to the middle of her back, bangs parted slightly to the right.
She stands at a rather tall 5"11, which puts her up near the guys that she knows. She's not exceptionally tall by any means, but she's got some height on her. She's got a slender body, weighing only 112 lbs. Her body isn't as curved as she'd have liked it to be, but she doesn't like to complain about it. Her bust is rather small, but not incredibly so, and the only real curves on her body is where her hips start and end at her legs and her stomach. Her fingernails are usually worn down to ragged stumps. Her hands are large, for a woman, and have multiple scars in various locations, the most noticeable one being a long, half inch thick line that runs up the back of her left hand like a continuation of her middle finger.
She's often seen wearing the same flame-sporting jacket that her father wore in his youth, even though it's too short in both sleeves and length. She usually wears a white tanktop underneath it, with a pair of denim jeans and occasionally, whenever she must wear shoes, she wears boots. It's also very common to find her without shoes on at all. Her entire body is made of muscle.
Other features of note are; (1) her ears are slighty tipped. Not in any way that makes her look like and elf, but there are little points, three on each ear, that stick out and point downward from the rim of her ear. (2) She's got a strange birthmark above her left breast; in the shape of a heart, no less. (3) She was born with only nine toes. Her right foot is missing a toe.
OKAY, WHY DON'T YOU TELL US A LITTLE ABOUT YOUR FABULOUS SELF?
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- loyal;
Fallon has always been one of those people who would rather get beaten to a bloody pulp than tell a secret. She's very devoted to her friends and partner. She has a strange sort of feeling for Ebonwumon; she considers herself sort of like one of his children, and as thus, she'll do anything to help her father. Of course, there's reasoning behind that...- quick-tempered;
This is another trait she inherited from her noodle-cart toting dad. You can insult her all you want to, you won't get a reaction; however, if you insult her friends, her partner, her father, or Ebonwumon, she'll get pissed. And worse, if you happen to hurt any of the above, oh, hell, you're in for it.- stubborn;
Fallon is as bull-headed as they come; tell her something is impossible, and she'll find a way to do it. She refuses to give up, even under the most dire circumstances, always saying 'there has to be another way!'- tough;
Fallon hates, hates, hates to cry or appear weak. She believes that it's an insult to her father for his name to be sullied with her inadequacies. Therefore, she works very, very hard to keep herself up to par with everyone else, in some cases working constantly to surpass someone else. As her father was, she's big on rivalries.- physically strong;
As a child, she was in karate classes and ran track, as well as played soccer. When she came to the digital world, she didn't let herself get weak or lazy; she found herself a great friend in Leomon. He trained her, and with some digital enhancing, she can now sort-of keep up with the weaker of digimon. She's done tons of simulations, and is well known as one of the strongest physical (hand to hand, anyway) in camp.- responsible;
Not that she never screws up; everyone does. But she does her damnedest to make sure that what needs to be done is done, even if it's not her responsibility. She'll also be the first to take responsibility for her actions; she doesn't mess around and try to blame someone else. She gets upset when people are ashamed of her, so she works to keep everyone at least semi-happy.- risk taker;
Fallon has never had much regard for her own life. Now, she doesn't just run out with no reason to be killed, but she'd gladly sacrifice herself for one of her allies. She'd jump off a gourge to get to the bottom faster, and her brain wouldn't really connect that entire thing until she had several broken bones or was saved.- has initiative;
Fallon wants nothing more from either world than to see her father again. That's the entire reason she joined Ebonwumon's side, though now there's that entire 'familial bond' between her and the digimon and destined that she's fought with for fifteen long years. She'll do anything to protect her little make-shift family.- graceful;
Even being as masculine as she is, Fallon still manages to keep a feminine grace about her. She isn't clumsy, surprisingly, and in some situations gathers that air of command around her. In those situations, she manages to keep her cool; the only times she ever really loses her composure is when someone pisses her off to an extreme level.- masculine;
With a guy like Davis raising her with no female help, of course she'd behave more like a boy than a girl. She's prone to swearing and she can have a belching contest with the best of them. She loves to play soccer, of course, and is quite physically fit. She likes to spar, and works very hard to keep herself up to par with some of the Digimon.
INTERESTING. AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR FAMILY LIFE?
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-BIRTH&&ADOPTION-Fallon Elaine White was born to a mother of only fifteen in New York City. No surprise, she was immediately put up for adoption. Being such a pretty baby, she had a family lined up right away, with three other siblings, all natural born. They brought her back a week later and said that she was unnatural, all she did was stare, and she never cried. That entire situation was written off; she did stare, and she didn't cry, but it was just because shew was an easy baby. She would be a charm to raise, her head nurse was sure, if only she could find the right person.
From that point on, everyone that walked in was shown all the children, including Fallon. She had another family, but they didn't want a blonde baby. After six months in the adoption agency's log books, Davis Motomiya walked in. He'd been visiting his friend Willis in the city, and seeing how happy he was with his kids, he had decided on a whim that he wanted a child, too. He initially wanted a son, but when he passed Fallon, the ever silent staring baby, she cooed and giggled, holding her hands out and making grabbing motions. It was love at first sight.
After a month of hotel stays and three dozen mountains of paperwork involved in getting his daughter Japanese citizenship, as well as all the adoption junk, Davis finally got to take his daughter home. At some point in the paperwork process, her middle name Elaine was changed to Elani, but he didn't mind, because it 'sounded cooler.' His sister and his parents were overjoyed, and Fallon began her life as a Motomiya.
-CHILDHOOD&&ABDUCTION-Fallon's childhood was quite eventful, but not in any attention drawing way. Once Davis survived the terrible twos, things started going crazy. Fallon always wanted to play with the computer - she's figured out since that it was because the digital world was calling for her. When she was four, Davis began to teach her how to play soccer. Of course, the Digidestined stayed relatively close, so she met some of her 'cousins' as a child, but she doesn't really remember the encounters. Veemon was a very important person to her as a child; she constantly begged for her own partner.
Fallon was picked on in her early years of school for being so 'foreign,' but she never really cared. When people realized that, they quit, and she became one of the little league soccer team's stars, dreaming of a professional career. She never got that far, however... When she was almost six years old, the digiworld finally found her, and she was brought into it unexpectedly, terrified, and wanting her father.
-ADOLESCENCE&&DIGITALWORLD-Despite meeting her partner the first day she was there, Fallon was rather a bitch when she was brought to the digital world. She joined Ebonwumon's side because he told her he could get her home, and thus, she became one of his most loyal subjects. Others began to refer to her as Ebonwumon's Human Knight, a title she accepted as she grew to accept the digital world and the role she played.
She continued her training, becoming one of the most physically-apt humans in the digital world. Leomon and Apemon taught her basic fighting, and with the help of others, she became an excellent fighter, taking some of the pressure off of her partner.
-NOW-Fallon is still known as Ebonwumon's Knight, and continues to fight loyally by his side. She now isn't so sure what she wants... She'd almost prefer it if her father was to join her in the digital world. However, she still misses the real world. She doesn't know.
EXPRIENCE[/color] Haha, somewhere in the neighborhood of 9 years, with breaks and such.
CONTACT[/color] kagome20789@yahoo.com
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE[/color]
Just another boring day at the DWMA, huh?
Nothing of interest had happened so far. At all, in at least a week. Not even Black Star, that idiot, had gotten into any fights. There was no news about any of the cases that were plaguing their society, there weren't even any good missions! And for those who weren't Spartoi, that all added up to equal one thing = boring.
Now, Gen Reyale wasn't usually one to complain about these things. Usually, that incredible amount of drama amounted to people, including her teachers, pushing her to find a new partner. None of them seemed to understand; she wanted to try again, she really did. But Emily's betrayal had hurt worse than anything she'd ever felt, and she wasn't quite ready to risk herself like that again.
For the next few months after the 'accident,' she'd been the pity post of the entire school. She often wondered if Proffesor Stein might be able to fix her eye, but she didn't know the man, so she wasn't brave enough to ask. The entire student body and the teachers - Even Sid, and he was dead! - looked at her with that incredible amount of pity; she hated that look.
None of them knew that she could now see souls with that 'dead eye' of hers. Albeit faintly, but she could see them. She possessed a skill that some meisters would kill for. But it didn't matter, because they wouldn't let her out on her own without a partner. She hated being cooped up in here, but she knew that it was for her own good.
She'd looked through partner applications. She just couldn't find anyone who matched her well enough. By this point, with Emily and Cris long gone, she should have moved on, but nope. She was still lingering in the deserted halls of Shibusen, wishing someone was with her. All of her 'friends' had moved on while she was recovering - agonizingly slowly - from the witch's brutal assault. And then getting out of the intensive care unit to be told that her weapon and best friend had abandoned her? She definatley wasn't ready for another weapon yet. At least, none of the ones that she'd looked at. They were all too young, too... inexperienced. She knew in the back of her mind that that was just an excuse that she'd invented to help her cope with the fact that she didn't have a partner anymore, but hey, it worked when other people listened.
Her sigh practically echoed through the now-deserted halls; the school day was over. Mostly everyone had gone home or to their respective hangouts. Gen, on the other hand, with her eye-patch as her only company, hadn't wanted to go home, not to an empty apartment with no one to talk to. At least here she had a chance of finding someone to talk to.
She sat down in one of the window sills, looking outside with her left eye. There were people out there... Maybe this was a prime opportunity to train her right eye? She smirked, a chuckle reverberating down the empty hall. Closing her left eye, she pulled her eye patch off, leaving one 'blind' and discolored eye, with three scratch-shaped scars across her iris and pupil, exposed. The entire world was black now, except for the faint lights of souls. She spent a long time trying to figure out who people were by their souls... She knew better than to try to open her left eye- she'd probaby pass out again. She pulled her legs up beside her, clenching her eye patch in her right hand as her left strayed to the glass pane. She couldn't see it, but it had started raining.
((It's from a different site... Hope this is okay! :3))
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