NMWH: Cyprin [Application]

ID: #HSIN017 My application for
Uwahh, so I hope I get in~ q v q I tried my best on this!

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Name: Cyprin “Cy” Seine

Age: 90 (Looks about eighteen)

Birthdate: August 23rd.

Gender: Female

Race: Semisargas

Weight: 118 lbs

Height: 5’7

Position: Invoker

Level: Level 1

Personality:

“All I want is to breathe freely in the water.”

The girl has a rather unique personality, though it is not noticed by many other people, as they merely only see the ‘normal’, sympathetic Cyprin. She wears her heart on her sleeve, though not exactly in the most obvious manner. See, what Cy will do is that she’ll keep her own emotion to herself, and express only what she thinks the people around her want to express; thus bottling up all her other emotion back inside her.

She wants to be strong. Even though it’s really easy to tell when Cy is truly unhappy through body language alone, when asked, she’ll vigorously deny that she is in any way affected by anything, and will make up an excuse as to why she looks so upset. You see, Cy is very obstinate when it comes to things like this. She refuses to believe that she is weak, and wants to be strong for the people that she holds close to her heart.

She’s also rather stubborn, refusing to believe something until she sees it with her own two eyes. Cy has a zest for life, with her spunky attitude and energetic behavior. She’s the one that you go to for a pep talk; you’ll feel tons more motivated when you do!

Cyprin seems carefree most of the time, often not paying attention to rules or regulations, but not because she tries to take on the appearance of a rebel, more like she just doesn’t seem to think of them as important to her. Truth to be told, Cyprin dislikes rules, and has somehow learned just not to give any fucks about them. Her words, not mine.

When others talk about her, they often mention her as a positive person, though that couldn’t be more false.
Cyprin cannot see the attitude that others have when they talk to her, and always assumes them to have a negative opinion of her, always jumping to the worst conclusion and under reacting, quite an odd pair as her action looks normal on the outside, but on the inside, it’s just a dam waiting to burst.

You could say that she is a bit of a tomboy as well, often preferring to linger around men than women, as Cy feels rather hostile towards them most of the time. The way she speaks has traces of an Irish accent, though it isn’t very prominent with the exception of a few words.

Strengths:

• Tree Climbing
• Brawling
• Dancing

Weakness:

• Reading
• Cleaning
• Anything that requires grace [exception being dancing]

Talents:

Cyprin is a rather talented dancer. She moves in a way that is similar to the silvery light of the moon reflected over the waters of midnight shores. Her style, though, is rather confusing as it is not any form of eastern dance nor classical waltz, but rather, a mix of them combined into one original dance style that makes Cyprin...well, makes Cyprin Cy. This is also useful in combat, as her reflexes and muscles are fairly toned and full of blunt force and power.

Likes:

+ Water
+ Sleeping
+ Dancing

Dislikes:

- Loud noises
- Bitter foods
- Checkers and Chess.
- Classical Music
- Being confused


Background:

It was dark, and she was scared, curled up under a tree, bare feet caked with mud and shivering like mad. Footsteps. Pitter patter, pitter patter-

And then it stopped.
Cy remembered hands, hands grabbing her, holding her, and then warmth. She closed her eyes.

“You are safe now.”

When the young girl awoke, she was in a room filled with several other children that seemed close to her age. Curious about where she was, Cyprin asked one of the children what had happened. As a response, she got a single finger pointing towards a window-

“Jora’s Home for Orphans.”

And then she remembered.

Cyprin had been at the shore with her loving parents when the storm had come. The last words she’d heard from her mother was a single phrase,

“Run.”

And so she had. Pitter patter, pitter patter. Those were her own footsteps, disguised by the sound of the rain.

And there she was, at this orphanage, with no clue as to where her parents were, and for the first time in her life, Cyprin was alone. Alone, but not for long. The girl, who had been taught by her parents to remain strong in every situation, quickly took charge of her own life, attempting to make friends with all the children that lived in Jora’s with her. Some relationships worked, and some didn’t. Cyprin found herself being shunned by the girls, who were coincidentally all human, but was gradually accepted by the males, who were a mix of things, some being Semisargas, and some others being human as well.

Over the course of twenty years, Cyprin matured into the person she is today- well, almost. She was still very much a tomboy, you see, as she’d grown up with some male Semisargas and had always enjoyed their company and loved playing sports with them, though she hated baseball, and none of them would swim with her.

Then came the death of the Orphanage owner, and the orphanage was taken over by a separate man, who was cruel and only wanted to use the children to get money for himself. He had his eye on Cyprin, as her ability to manipulate water had just begun to surface. Cy was around seventy five years old at the time, and highly disapproved of his values, swearing that she’d drag herself out of the hellhole that had used to be her home someday.

And that someday came, when she turned eighty five, and learned of the existence of the Wearhouse. Cy had been toughened up over the years, and she jumped at the chance to escape from what was now known as, “Leonard’s Orphan Home.”

All she had to do was wait five years, until she was applicable as an adult and could sign herself out of the place.


Fighting:

When she fights, Cy is unexpectedly graceful, and her movements are fluid, almost as if she’s dancing. She also tends to take on a more playful style of fighting, treating the whole thing like a game of cat and mouse, or even a performance, often quipping remarks to her opponent.

Element:

Water • Cyprin has the ability to gather water in her lanterns, and push it out in the form of one water shaped koi fish. Other attacks and defenses with this ability have not yet been found.

Weapon:

Lanterns • Cyprin found these lanterns when she was eighty years old, in a small rundown shack over near the west side of the orphanage. She’d inspected them with mild curiosity, wondering what they functioned as. To her surprise, she found that she was able to store water in the lanterns, and practiced summoning it into and out of the capsules until she’d finally perfected her koi fish attack.


Attributes:

Health: 130
Attack: 40
Magic: 70
Defense: 20
Speed: 40
Total points: 300


Extras

Music themes:

[Main Theme] Quiet • Non Tiq
[Battle Theme] E 18 • Detectivbyran
[Sad Theme] Hyousa • RURUTIA

Alternate forms/clothes

If not in her oriental inspired get up, Cy is often seen in clothing that is steampunk and victorian, but still with hints of eastern design and pattern, usually in colors like orange, black, or white, with hints of brown thrown in between.

When in full Semisargas form, Cyprin’s skin is a pure white color, and the orange and black scales scattered about her body become more prominent.