Post by Lovino Vargas on Nov 6, 2010 17:32:48 GMT -5
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class » priest
job » —
level » 1
alliance » order
pvp kills » 0
pve kills » 0
quests complete » 0
ic post count » 1
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ability/spell list » rosario impale (four rings of light surround the enemy targets, trapping them. three blades of light fall down to pierce those entrapped. when those fade, another blade of light slashes horizontally shortly before a single blade drops down to join it, impaling opponents with a cross and an explosion of holy light. this attack deals heavy damage to all trapped enemies. it uses an immense amount of lovino's energy, and at the moment it can only be used once until he dies and is revived)
inventory » apprentice's robe; holy bible; golden cross; disguise (fake mustache); tomato x 5
why you picked your alliance » as fantasia is 'unnatural', that immediately makes it against god, so the old worlds that god created must be restored. that's lovino's official reason. but truthfully, he wants to be viewed as a hero by those who thought him useless, and saving his old world is the perfect opportunity to prove himself to them.
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RP sample:
Had Antonio's diagnosis read 'mental retardation'? Lovino didn't recall seeing the illness in the man's file, but he was rather convinced that it was true. Even after four years of medical training, the doctor could think of no other reason why Antonio would have such a brilliant smile lighting up his face, and just from his name slipping from the other's lips. It was stupid. And confusing. And what annoyed him most of all was that Antonio's grin was so happy, brighter than sunshine. Lovino readily resolved that he hated the bastard's infuriating smile. With a look of contempt, he narrowed his eyes at the Spaniard from his seat and moodily muttered, "Stop that. I don't get why you're so damn happy."
Lovino watched his patient's expression analytically as the other began to slowly process the new information. When Antonio's verdant eyes lit up in realization, Lovino had to force himself not to stare; he had a feeling that one could be mesmerized by those emerald eyes. To the other's declaration of him being his 'favorite doctor', the Italian was silent, looking at the man like he had just grown two heads. How the other could say that with such genuine guilelessness was beyond him. His family ignored him. The patients of the hospital were indifferent at best. Adnan practically hated him, though the feeling was mutual. He couldn't remember a time when anyone had been happy to see him, apart from pretty ladies. But even in that aspect, his younger brother had always been more popular than him. No, Lovino was no one's favorite.
Lovino opened his mouth, about to question the other man, when a pair of strong, warm arms enveloped him in a hug. He froze in shock. Vaguely, he noted Antonio's face nuzzling his own, locks of curly brown hair tickling his skin, and his torso being pressed flush to another man's. It disgusted him and made his face flush in anger (and definitely not embarrassment). "Wh-what the hell are you doing?! Lemme go!!" he yelled, squirming desperately to escape Antonio's hold. He felt the violent movements overbalance his chair and all too late, he realized they were falling backwards. Both men careened to the ground with a loud crash!
"Ch-chigii! This is all your fault, dammit!" Lovino immediately accused, his entire face tomato red and tone breathless with the weight on his chest. The situation had gotten exponentially worse; they were a tangle of limbs and flushed skin, with himself unfortunately trapped underneath the other man's body. Lovino almost wanted to vomit at their intimate position. "Get off!!" he commanded, and adamantly, he tried to ignore that he had a lap full of Spaniard.
So much for fucking professionalism.