Post by Amelia on Mar 11, 2009 23:21:25 GMT -5
Name: Amelia Lore
Alias: Ame, Lee, Lore
Gender: Female
Race: Icarru
Occupation: Inventor
Age: 23
Height: 5’4”
Appearance: Due to her short stature, Amelia seems slightly more endowed than she actually is, and though she likes to apply this same excuse to her enormous green eyes, they really are just…really big. For anyone, regardless of height. She usually has on a leather cap with goggles perched atop her head, her long brown hair hanging out from under it, unless she happens to be in the middle of inventing, in which case she tends to pull it back in a messy, unkempt ponytail. Her attire is more functional than attractive, consisting of a panel corset to keep her chest in check, comfortable, baggy pants with ample pocket space in which to store gears and screws and all manner of hardware, and comfortably sturdy leather boots. She has a purple-ish scarf-belt draped around her hip, which she wears for sentimental reasons, but refuses to tell anyone why, and a small, tarnished gear on a leather cord around her neck, for similar reasons. Her feathers are a dusky white, some tipped in brown.
Powers: Incredibly smart and mathematically inclined - she can do outrageous sums in her head instantaneously, and she seems to have a natural gift for mechanics. Conversely, she has absolutely no common sense.
History: No one knows where Amelia came from. One day, a scraggly nine year old girl showed up in Iondorra, dressed in naught but the purple scarf she has now and her gear necklace, her face covered in soot and tear streaked. The entire town took her in, raising her as a community, and she perked right up under their showering affections. She refuses to talk about her past, however, though she has a mortal fear of flames larger than a candle and dislikes weapons. Most suspect her family was attacked and possible killed by raiders, and her house probably burned in the process, but no one has ever dared try and confirm their suspicions.
Personality: In spite of, or perhaps because of, her mysterious but obviously unsavory past, Amelia is a vibrant little spitfire. She’s strong-willed to the point of bull-headedness, confident to the point of arrogance, and industrious to the point of annoyance. She will NOT stand for bullies, and has no problem taking on people bigger, stronger, and faster than her if the cause suits her, and knows her was around a sword despite her distaste for them. She’s quite a quick thinker, and can often use her surroundings as weapons and/or shields. That said, she can be extremely naïve at times, and has a bad habit of unknowingly getting herself into awkward situations. For some reason, she is absolutely obsessed with airships, or, rather, the construction of one, despite everyone’s adamant belief that it is impossible to make one. She’ll have none of it, and spends most of her waking hours planning, experimenting, and building an airship. She is determined to make one, and no one will convince her otherwise.
Pictures: levine99.deviantart.com/art/Sketchy-McSketcherton-115651485
Website: levine99.deviantart.com/
Alias: Ame, Lee, Lore
Gender: Female
Race: Icarru
Occupation: Inventor
Age: 23
Height: 5’4”
Appearance: Due to her short stature, Amelia seems slightly more endowed than she actually is, and though she likes to apply this same excuse to her enormous green eyes, they really are just…really big. For anyone, regardless of height. She usually has on a leather cap with goggles perched atop her head, her long brown hair hanging out from under it, unless she happens to be in the middle of inventing, in which case she tends to pull it back in a messy, unkempt ponytail. Her attire is more functional than attractive, consisting of a panel corset to keep her chest in check, comfortable, baggy pants with ample pocket space in which to store gears and screws and all manner of hardware, and comfortably sturdy leather boots. She has a purple-ish scarf-belt draped around her hip, which she wears for sentimental reasons, but refuses to tell anyone why, and a small, tarnished gear on a leather cord around her neck, for similar reasons. Her feathers are a dusky white, some tipped in brown.
Powers: Incredibly smart and mathematically inclined - she can do outrageous sums in her head instantaneously, and she seems to have a natural gift for mechanics. Conversely, she has absolutely no common sense.
History: No one knows where Amelia came from. One day, a scraggly nine year old girl showed up in Iondorra, dressed in naught but the purple scarf she has now and her gear necklace, her face covered in soot and tear streaked. The entire town took her in, raising her as a community, and she perked right up under their showering affections. She refuses to talk about her past, however, though she has a mortal fear of flames larger than a candle and dislikes weapons. Most suspect her family was attacked and possible killed by raiders, and her house probably burned in the process, but no one has ever dared try and confirm their suspicions.
Personality: In spite of, or perhaps because of, her mysterious but obviously unsavory past, Amelia is a vibrant little spitfire. She’s strong-willed to the point of bull-headedness, confident to the point of arrogance, and industrious to the point of annoyance. She will NOT stand for bullies, and has no problem taking on people bigger, stronger, and faster than her if the cause suits her, and knows her was around a sword despite her distaste for them. She’s quite a quick thinker, and can often use her surroundings as weapons and/or shields. That said, she can be extremely naïve at times, and has a bad habit of unknowingly getting herself into awkward situations. For some reason, she is absolutely obsessed with airships, or, rather, the construction of one, despite everyone’s adamant belief that it is impossible to make one. She’ll have none of it, and spends most of her waking hours planning, experimenting, and building an airship. She is determined to make one, and no one will convince her otherwise.
Pictures: levine99.deviantart.com/art/Sketchy-McSketcherton-115651485
Website: levine99.deviantart.com/
