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Character Profile
Mar. 20th, 2028 09:04 pm→ Character Information ←
Character Name: Iris Amicitia
Character Dreamwidth: irisslayed
Age: 18
Played By: Son Ga-In
Canon: Final Fantasy XV
History: Iris was born to a prominent family in the city of Insomnia. Her father as the Shield to King Regis was very close to the King and as such, upon her birth, the King was declared her ‘Godfather’ for all intents and purposes. She grew up living a happy life, despite the death of her mother. Iris was happy with her small family. Her elder brother Gladiolus being one of her favorite people, and her father being the other.
She spent a lot of time in the Citadel, watching her brother train, or her father work, before she was old enough to attend school (and on her breaks once she had started). Her favorite thing to do at the Citadel was watching her big brother and Prince Noctis train.
That was much of her younger years. However there were a series of changes after her fifteenth year. Including the fall of Insomnia to Niflhiem during the Treaty Signing Ceremony that took her father and her home away from her. She was ghosted out of the city by Jared, Monica, and Cor. Who ensured she made it to Lestallum safely. It was also through Jared’s death that she discovered she was tired of being someone who needed protecting and she dedicated herself to attempting to learn to be better.
So she trained, in secret. In an attempt to better herself, and then she trained with Cor, who had become like a second father figure to her. And despite her brother’s wishes for her not to get involved. Iris was the one to suggest that they take their world back during what is known as the World of Ruin.
Mutation: Healer
Price: She ages with use of her power. Depending on the size of the wound, determines how much she ages (albiet temporarily). Another side effect being that upon the healing of a wound, she will suffer through the pain as though she’d acquired the wound instead.
Personality: She’s easily excited, full of energy, and has a love for Moogles. Put that to the side, and you have a major badass.
She is by no means lacking in the area of her families naturally given strength. Gaining the nickname Iris the Daemonslayer in her later years, thanks to the number of daemons slayed during the dark times known as the world of ruin. She has a kind heart, and only wishes to help people.
Though there are some who wish to stop her, for her own protection, she’s not one to care. She’s determined to be the person that she wants to be. Not the person that others think she should be. When not out on missions, she’s a camping enthusiast. She enjoys spending time with her brother, and spends extra time training her skills.
If I had to sum up Iris in three words; sassy little shit are the three words that come to mind. Whatever you do, don’t pick a fight with this one. She will fight back.
Non-Mutation Skills/Powers: She is trained in a myriad of weapons (and she could probably kill you in a variety of ways with every single one of them), she’s not as strong as her brother or her father (when he was alive), but she’s great at thinking on the fly and using her knowledge to aid her in a true testament of brains against braun. She can cook.
Memory(ies) Lost: All memories of her family. (Bye bye big bro and Dad yoooo)
Network Sample:
Looking for this raging douchewaffle. If any of you happen to find him, tell him Iris is looking for him. *attached to the text post is an image of a young man with blonde hair and green eyes. Heavily tattooed.* I got a bone to pick with him.
Log Sample:
Was this person fucking with her? They had to be, to think that she was even remotely interested in the concept of what they were implying. “I’m sorry— you wanna run that by me again?”
The small woman may not have had her opponent’s size. But in skill level the two of them were neck in neck, and if there was one thing that was absolutely certain, Iris Amicitia took no shit from anyone. Ever. She was one little girl that didn’t fuck around with idiots.
A quick punch to the jaw, and a knee to the groin and the guy was on the ground beneath her. Her knee at rest on his chest, a smirk at rest on her face. “Like I said, Fucker. Wanna run that by me again?”
She relieved the pressure, leaving the guy looking absolutely terrified, with a stammered ‘nothing’ he was out the door of the Velvet in 2.5. And what was she doing there? Contemplating a good time, of course. And maybe a drink. There was a nagging feeling in the back of her mind that someone, somewhere wouldn’t approve of her nights activities, but then again. She didn’t really care. Not at the moment.
Character Name: Iris Amicitia
Character Dreamwidth: irisslayed
Age: 18
Played By: Son Ga-In
Canon: Final Fantasy XV
History: Iris was born to a prominent family in the city of Insomnia. Her father as the Shield to King Regis was very close to the King and as such, upon her birth, the King was declared her ‘Godfather’ for all intents and purposes. She grew up living a happy life, despite the death of her mother. Iris was happy with her small family. Her elder brother Gladiolus being one of her favorite people, and her father being the other.
She spent a lot of time in the Citadel, watching her brother train, or her father work, before she was old enough to attend school (and on her breaks once she had started). Her favorite thing to do at the Citadel was watching her big brother and Prince Noctis train.
That was much of her younger years. However there were a series of changes after her fifteenth year. Including the fall of Insomnia to Niflhiem during the Treaty Signing Ceremony that took her father and her home away from her. She was ghosted out of the city by Jared, Monica, and Cor. Who ensured she made it to Lestallum safely. It was also through Jared’s death that she discovered she was tired of being someone who needed protecting and she dedicated herself to attempting to learn to be better.
So she trained, in secret. In an attempt to better herself, and then she trained with Cor, who had become like a second father figure to her. And despite her brother’s wishes for her not to get involved. Iris was the one to suggest that they take their world back during what is known as the World of Ruin.
Mutation: Healer
Price: She ages with use of her power. Depending on the size of the wound, determines how much she ages (albiet temporarily). Another side effect being that upon the healing of a wound, she will suffer through the pain as though she’d acquired the wound instead.
Personality: She’s easily excited, full of energy, and has a love for Moogles. Put that to the side, and you have a major badass.
She is by no means lacking in the area of her families naturally given strength. Gaining the nickname Iris the Daemonslayer in her later years, thanks to the number of daemons slayed during the dark times known as the world of ruin. She has a kind heart, and only wishes to help people.
Though there are some who wish to stop her, for her own protection, she’s not one to care. She’s determined to be the person that she wants to be. Not the person that others think she should be. When not out on missions, she’s a camping enthusiast. She enjoys spending time with her brother, and spends extra time training her skills.
If I had to sum up Iris in three words; sassy little shit are the three words that come to mind. Whatever you do, don’t pick a fight with this one. She will fight back.
Non-Mutation Skills/Powers: She is trained in a myriad of weapons (and she could probably kill you in a variety of ways with every single one of them), she’s not as strong as her brother or her father (when he was alive), but she’s great at thinking on the fly and using her knowledge to aid her in a true testament of brains against braun. She can cook.
Memory(ies) Lost: All memories of her family. (Bye bye big bro and Dad yoooo)
Network Sample:
Looking for this raging douchewaffle. If any of you happen to find him, tell him Iris is looking for him. *attached to the text post is an image of a young man with blonde hair and green eyes. Heavily tattooed.* I got a bone to pick with him.
Log Sample:
Was this person fucking with her? They had to be, to think that she was even remotely interested in the concept of what they were implying. “I’m sorry— you wanna run that by me again?”
The small woman may not have had her opponent’s size. But in skill level the two of them were neck in neck, and if there was one thing that was absolutely certain, Iris Amicitia took no shit from anyone. Ever. She was one little girl that didn’t fuck around with idiots.
A quick punch to the jaw, and a knee to the groin and the guy was on the ground beneath her. Her knee at rest on his chest, a smirk at rest on her face. “Like I said, Fucker. Wanna run that by me again?”
She relieved the pressure, leaving the guy looking absolutely terrified, with a stammered ‘nothing’ he was out the door of the Velvet in 2.5. And what was she doing there? Contemplating a good time, of course. And maybe a drink. There was a nagging feeling in the back of her mind that someone, somewhere wouldn’t approve of her nights activities, but then again. She didn’t really care. Not at the moment.
