Character
Warden
Race: Magia
Age: 25
Sex: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship: Single
Height: 5'5"
Build: Athletic
Reference: Here
Player
Melina Chapelle
Nationality: French
Age: 25
Sex: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship: Single
Height: 5'6"
Build: Average
Reference: Here
Personality
Quirky and socially inept, Melina is usually the sort to keep to herself, despite not being necessarily all she does. A self-defined Introvert yet not one to hide in her shell out of fear, she's outspoken and mannered (or at least tries her best to). Fan of old animations, cartoons and generally anything that can be considered a classic, from guns to clothes to collectables from different series. It all puts her materialistic side on display, partially influenced by her father.
When she's not worrying over what words to pick and what to say to people she's trying to get acquainted with, Melina is surprisingly talkative, conversations dragging off for long if given the chance. In the end, she's well meaning and possesses a heart of gold for those who need it.
In-game, Melina thrives in the fun of roleplaying as 'Warden', yet fails to truly embody what her very own creation is meant to be, given how in the face Terrasphere's interactions tend to be. Refined, soft-spoken, with a dashing sense of humour and priding herself for her 'get the job done' attitude, or so that's how the character is supposed to be on her own panels.
Getting in character still troubles her, moreso when she can't tell apart the game's NPCs from players, constantly putting up this wacky, steely persona even infront of these lines of code.
Positive: Idealistic, Moderate, Genuine, Hearty, Passionate
Negative: Indecisive, Gullible, Single-Minded, Steely
Background
When Mr and Ms Chapelle asked for a boy, all they got was a daughter, and what better than to try and rise a boy out of her?
That was the basis for Melina. To try and make her be someone she's not. Given rewards and incentives like a pet to go out of her way to try sports she wasn't any good at, to practice boxing despite the pen being mightier than the sword in her heart, with the only victory her family found being her passion for hunting and firearms, something which strengthened the bond with her father.
Despite how puppeteered she felt, Melina ignored that and replaced the idea with mere 'parental love'. They couldn't mean no wrong by having her experiment a bit and find anything to her tastes, and even after such, neither of them found reason to worry nor stop their child once she adopted writing as a hobby that soon connected to drawing. With artistic blood on her veins from her mother's side, it was expected for some of that talent to spread over, yet instead of a canvas, Melina favoured technology to do her bidding. In such a traditional family, to disregard the roots came of as sinful.
Yet after all what they've put their daughter through, the little 'white' lies and shoves, it all finally caught up to their conciousness to let their child smile following her own heart, and so they did their best to support their baby girl instead, since no one else would, not when most of her friends are leeches they have to protect her from like most of the outside world is in their eyes.
What they could not stop however, is curiosity and drive. Neither the mail that dropped on her phone, the one connection to a different world. The news spoke of a deadly game once, but the name eluded her mind at the moment. Much like her muse that had been struck down by a writer's block in that very same night, Melina opted to cease listening to the rain tapping against the ceiling in pitch silence and aim to try out the game instead.
A game that opened a door to newfound inspiration, and most importantly, a new sense of living. Where she projected her dreams, wishes and desires upon every panel she wrote for Warden's story, Terrasphere gave her a blank sheet for her to mold her thoughts into a character.
And what better form of escaping routine than to become the enigmatic lone wolf that gathered enough popularity for her to continue writing for the small pocket of readers she had, at least until dinner, that is.
That was the basis for Melina. To try and make her be someone she's not. Given rewards and incentives like a pet to go out of her way to try sports she wasn't any good at, to practice boxing despite the pen being mightier than the sword in her heart, with the only victory her family found being her passion for hunting and firearms, something which strengthened the bond with her father.
Despite how puppeteered she felt, Melina ignored that and replaced the idea with mere 'parental love'. They couldn't mean no wrong by having her experiment a bit and find anything to her tastes, and even after such, neither of them found reason to worry nor stop their child once she adopted writing as a hobby that soon connected to drawing. With artistic blood on her veins from her mother's side, it was expected for some of that talent to spread over, yet instead of a canvas, Melina favoured technology to do her bidding. In such a traditional family, to disregard the roots came of as sinful.
Yet after all what they've put their daughter through, the little 'white' lies and shoves, it all finally caught up to their conciousness to let their child smile following her own heart, and so they did their best to support their baby girl instead, since no one else would, not when most of her friends are leeches they have to protect her from like most of the outside world is in their eyes.
What they could not stop however, is curiosity and drive. Neither the mail that dropped on her phone, the one connection to a different world. The news spoke of a deadly game once, but the name eluded her mind at the moment. Much like her muse that had been struck down by a writer's block in that very same night, Melina opted to cease listening to the rain tapping against the ceiling in pitch silence and aim to try out the game instead.
A game that opened a door to newfound inspiration, and most importantly, a new sense of living. Where she projected her dreams, wishes and desires upon every panel she wrote for Warden's story, Terrasphere gave her a blank sheet for her to mold her thoughts into a character.
And what better form of escaping routine than to become the enigmatic lone wolf that gathered enough popularity for her to continue writing for the small pocket of readers she had, at least until dinner, that is.
Occupation: Artist, Odd-Jober
Special Skills: Story-Telling, Hunting
Out of Character
Played by: @Dez
Player tag: @Warden
UI-locked? No
Year 8
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