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Capel Calcos « Result #1 on May 3, 2009, 12:08pm »
Name: Capel Calcos
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Hair:
Mousy Blonde. It is at medium length and is kept clean and well cared for, it often covers most of his face since he hasn't bothered to cut it. Or do anything about it at all. It also has a world of it's own, sometimes it will tend to be completely messy especially in battle. Because after all the fighting and traveling that he does it drapes over his eyes slightly so that his eyebrows are covered.
Eyes:
They are cyan blue and lit with fighting spirit, one could see the goodness inside Capel's heart since they burn brightly when hit by the light and show a int of determination. His eyes are what make him stand out the most and people recognize him almost instantly, he is described too much by his family that he has the eyes of his mother. Always the same description.
Body Type: Human
Home World: Hegira
Character Personality:
Capel is a person who would avoid danger at all costs thinking of ways to avoid combat as possible. He is kind at heart and loayl to his companions but he isn't interesting in fighting at all, he would much rather play his flute and light the world with music meaning several things such as hope, destiny and other emotions. But when he descovers that he is skilled with a sword his often hidden fighting spirit pushes him forward and in to battle, or to save someone. He can be somewhat bad tempered when people ask him to fight alongside them or something that involves danger. But after some thinking and traveling with allies, he begins to realise that people need his help and then he does his very best to get the job done.
Overall, Capel is a loyal, kindhearted warrior with hidden potential, he isn't tolerant with danger but he always comes through in the end. He is helpful to his friends and he is a force to be reckoned with once he is focused and conentrated. He is normally a cheerful person who enjoys playing his instrument and one day show the world what he can do.
Character History:
Capel Calcos was born in a small village in Hegira, his parent's were wealthy landowners and he lived a happy life and eventually learnt how to play the flute at a young age. He disliked danger and even though his friends would explore dangerous and exciting places outside the village, Capel wouldn't go with them. He'd sit down and play his flute with exceptonal skill for a kid his age.
One day his father who was also a flute player had pressed the wrong note while playing a concert in the town sqaure for the greedy mayor. It was a very important song that the Mayor wanted to be performed smoothly but he was wrong. Later that day after Capel and his family returned home, 'unexpected' visitors arrived and killed Capel's father and severly beat his mother, Capel was young at the time so all he could do was cower behind a safe place until the fighting had stopped.
After the had left the house was a wreak, tables and chairs were all over the place. Capel cried over his father's dead body but shortly after, him and his mother burried him. Since then Capel had grown older he was fifteen when he started playing the flute in front of the villagers for enetertainment. The mayor saw this and took him away from his mother in order to train him as a flute player.
Capel was steadily growing up more and eventually was playing in a jazz band just like his father did, Capel was now 17 he had spent two years with the mayor who had realised how much of a professional Capel was at the flute. He had even supassed him.
The Mayor ordered an assassing to take out Capel who was dreading this and ran away from the village as far as possible only to end up being captured by the enemy forces. He was locked up in a cell for a few long months and grew slightly sturdier from being thrown in prison.
Then one day a young girl came to rescue him, her name was Emma. She was a m attractive teenager who had skills with a bow and arrow, together they broke out of prison and Capel had experienced sword combat for the first time.
Soon after they escaped something dark and terrible was about to happen, Capel, Emma and a group of elite soldiers (One of them looked exactly like Capel with slight hair difference), were traveling back to their hometown only to find that their world was being attacked by creatures called Heartless. They fought many, but the world was lost in darkness.
Capel was shocked he was suddenly falling through endless darkness as he closed his eyes and hoped that it will all be over. There was a great light and then he was lying down in a world called Hollow Bastion (Radiant Garden). His allies were nowhere to be seen.
Weapons:
Capel isn't really well equipped with a lot of weapons he mainly uses a simple sword, made out of a strong metal material. It is sharp, light and easy to hold it is suitable for Capel since he can fight with it well and it is at a medium lenght and shines once hit by the light. The handle is rusty brown and has a rope tied around it.
Character's Physical Description: (Pictures are fine)
Capel isn't the most musclely person he is actually thin and skinny. Though he is very acrobatical and can perform tricks such as backflips, summersaults and other airial abilities that a normal person would find immposoble. He can move quickly and can easily escape from someone who is chasing after him, his legs are fair lengthed and so are his arms. He isn't really all that tall either which surprising for his age, standing around 5 foot 6. Capel isn't fighting material but he wears cream clothes and brown armour around his chest although it is very light, his trousers are baggy and are also the same creamy colour as his robe.
Quotes:
"I don't know how much help i'll be, but i'll do my best." "You'll have to try harder than that to beat me" "Listen to the beauty of music"
Letters On The Skin « Result #2 on Mar 21, 2009, 3:47am »
Three women at the doctors office. The first one goes in to see the doctor. When the doctor goes to examine her he notices a big Y on her chest. The doctor asks, " Why do you have a big Y on your chest?"
She replys, " Well, my boyfriend went to Yale and when we make love he likes to wear his college sweater."
The doctor nods and continues on with the next patient. When he examines her he notices a big H on her chest.
Agian, the doctor asks, " How did you get a big H on your chest?" The woman replys " My husband went to Harvard and when we make love he likes to wear his college sweater."
The doctors just nods his head and continues on with the last patient. As he examines her he notices once again that this woman also has a letter on her chest. A large M.
He says, " Dont tell me, your boyfriend went to Michigan?"
" NO" replys the patient " But my girlfriend went to Wisconsin"
Hypnotist Error « Result #3 on Mar 21, 2009, 3:47am »
It was opening night at the Orpheum and the Amazing Eileen was topping the bill. People came from miles around to see the famed hypnotist do her stuff.
As the Amazing Eileen took to the stage, she announced, "Unlike most stage hypnotists who invite two or three people up onto the stage to be put into a trance, I intend to hypnotize each and every member of the audience."
The excitement was almost electric as the Amazing Eileen withdrew a beautiful antique pocket watch from her coat.
"I want you each to keep your eye on this antique watch. It's a very special watch. Its been in my family for six generations."
She began to swing the watch gently back and forth while quietly chanting, "Watch the watch, watch the watch, watch the watch.... "
The crowd became mesmerized as the watch swayed back and forth, light gleaming off its polished surface.
Hundreds of pairs of eyes followed the swaying watch, until suddenly it slipped from the hypnotist's fingers and fell to the floor, breaking into a hundred pieces.
Italian Virgin « Result #4 on Mar 21, 2009, 3:47am »
Maria just got married and being a traditional Italian she was still a virgin and very inexperienced around men. So, on her wedding night, while staying at her mother's house, she was nervous. But her mother reassured her. Don't worry Maria,' says the mother. 'Tony's a good man. Go upstairs and he'll take care of you.'
So up she went. When she got upstairs, Tony took off his shirt and exposed his hairy chest. Maria ran downstairs to her mother and says, 'Mama, Mama, Tony's got a big hairy chest.' 'Don't worry, Maria,' says his mother. 'All good men have hairy chests. Go upstairs. He'll take good care of you.'
So up she went again. When she got up in the bedroom, Tony took off his pants exposing his hairy legs. Again Maria ran downstairs to her mother. 'Mama, Mama, Tony took off his pants and he's got hairy legs.' 'Don't worry Maria. All good men have hairy legs. Tony's a good man. Go upstairs and he'll take good care of you.
'So, up she went again. When she got up there, Tony took off his socks, and on his left foot he was missing the better part of three toes. When Maria saw this, she ran downstairs.
My Lucky Day « Result #5 on Mar 21, 2009, 2:45am »
tell me what you saw that was so bad tell me all the reasons why you made me so sad i wish that i was like you and i'm sorry that i'm not at least i still have hope i guess that's all i've got [chorus]: i know you must be happy thrilled that i'm not there yet i know that i will make it make it good for me out here and soon i will be smiling everything will be okay i'll not worry anymore that will be my lucky day i wish that you'd seen something special 'bout me too that you would think of something else not just the way i look to you i don't see what you see how different can i be and why does it really matter i'm just being me [chorus]: i know you must be happy thrilled that i'm not there yet i know that i will make it make it good for me out here and soon i will be smiling everything will be okay i'll not worry anymore that will be my lucky day i don't see what you see how different can i be and why does it really matter i'm just being me
A Christmas Fancy « Result #6 on Mar 21, 2009, 2:45am »
Early on Christmas Day, Love, as awake I lay, And heard the Christmas bells ring sweet and clearly, My heart stole through the gloom Into your silent room, And whispered to your heart, `I love you dearly.' There, in the dark profound, Your heart was sleeping sound, And dreaming some fair dream of summer weather. At my heart's word it woke, And, ere the morning broke, They sang a Christmas carol both together. Glory to God on high! Stars of the morning sky, Sing as ye sang upon the first creation, When all the Sons of God Shouted for joy abroad, And earth was laid upon a sure foundation. Glory to God again! Peace and goodwill to men, And kindly feeling all the wide world over, Where friends with joy and mirth Meet round the Christmas hearth, Or dreams of home the solitary rover. Glory to God! True hearts, Lo, now the dark departs, And morning on the snow-clad hills grows grey. Oh, may love's dawning light Kindled from loveless night, Shine more and more unto the perfect day! by Robert Fuller Murray
Christmas Love! « Result #7 on Mar 21, 2009, 2:45am »
Is Christmas dying? Holly that hang from the door is disappearing, Lights don¡¯t shine so bright. Christmas goodwill and spirit is hard to be found, Feeling I¡¯ve found my scrooge. Is it now that I¡¯ve grown I see a different picture, Not so tinted in green and gifts. Santa filling my stocking, Everything such a dream through a child eyes. Nativity plays being played at school, The birth of Christ instilled into our lives. Life is changing with so many different cultures and beliefs. Will the true meaning be lost? When we have people digging a hole with their wallets. Christmas is not about the biggest present, Or how much money you¡¯ve spent. Christmas for me is about love, Giving it through goodwill, with a smile or just being there. People may lose faith in religion, Never lose faith in Christmas, Christmas is love!
My Declaration of Self-Esteem « Result #8 on Mar 10, 2009, 3:01am »
The following was written in answer to a 15-year-old girl¡¯s question, ¡°How can I prepare myself for a fulfilling life?¡±
I am me.
In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me.wow power leveling There are people who have some parts like me but no one adds up exactly like me. Therefore, everything that comes out of me is authentically mine because I alone choose it.
I own everything about me -- my body, including everything it does; my mind, including all my thoughts and ideas; my eyes, including the images of all they behold; my feelings, whatever they might be -- anger, joy, frustration, love, disappointment, excitement; my mouth and all the words that come out of it -- polite, sweet and rough, wow gold correct or incorrect; my voice, loud and soft; all my actions, whether they be to others or myself.
I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears.
I own all my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes.
Because I own all of me,wow power leveling I can become intimately acquainted with me in all my parts. I can love me and be friendly with me in all my parts. I can then make it possible for all of me to work in my best interests.
I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other aspects that I do not know. But as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for the solutions to the puzzles and for ways to find out more about me.
However I look and sound, whatever I say and do,and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is me. This is authentic and represents where I am at that moment in time.
When I review later how I looked and sounded, what I said and did, and how I thought and felt, some parts may turn out to be unfitting.wow gold I can discard that which is unfitting and keep that which proved fitting, and invent something new for that which I discarded.
I can see, hear, feel, think, say and do. I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me.
I own me and therefore I can engineer me.wow gold I am me and I am okay.
As a Man Soweth « Result #9 on Mar 10, 2009, 3:01am »
When I was in junior high, the eighth-grade bully punched me in the stomach. Not only did it hurt and make me angry,wow gold but the embarrassment and humiliation were almost intolerable. I wanted desperately to even the score! I planned to meet him by the bike racks the next day and let him have it.
For some reason, I told my plan to Nana, my grandmother -- big mistake. She gave me one of her hour-long lectures (that woman could really talk).wow power leveling The lecture was a total drag, but among other things, I vaguely remember her telling me that I didn¡¯t need to worry about him. She said, ¡°Good deeds beget good results, and evil deeds beget bad results.¡± I told her, in a nice way, of course, that I thought she was full of it. I told her that I did good things all the time, and all I got in return was ¡°baloney!¡± (I didn¡¯t use that word.) She stuck to her guns, though. She said, ¡°Every good deed will come back to you someday, and every bad thing you do will also come back to you.¡±
It took me 30 years to understand the wisdom of her words. Nana was living in a board-and-care home in Laguna Hills, California. Each Tuesday,wow power leveling I came by and took her out to dinner. I would always find her neatly dressed and sitting in a chair right by the front door. I vividly remember our very last dinner together before she went into the convalescent hospital. We drove to a nearby simple little family-owned restaurant. I ordered pot roast for Nana and a hamburger for myself. The food arrived and as I dug in, I noticed that Nana wasn¡¯t eating. She was just staring at the food on her plate. Moving my plate aside, I took Nana¡¯s plate, placed it in front of me, and cut her meat into small pieces. I then placed the plate back in front of her. As she very weakly, and with great difficulty, forked the meat into her mouth, I was struck with a memory that brought instant tears to my eyes. Forty years previously, as a little boy sitting at the table.wow gold Nana had always taken the meat on my plate and cut it into small pieces so I could eat it.
It had taken 40 years, but the good deed had been repaid. Nana was right. We reap exactly what we sow. ¡°Every good deed you do wow gold will someday come back to you.¡±
Class Reunion « Result #10 on Mar 10, 2009, 3:01am »
I was minding my own business a few weeks ago when I got ¡°the call¡± -- that dreaded, shrill ringing of my telephone bearing news just short of a death in the family. It was a former high school classmate asking I disagreeistance in our 20-year class reunion.
Could it be 20 years already? I shuddered. Cold chills went up and down my spine as tiny beads of sweat popped out on my forehead. What had I done with my life the past 20 years? My mother told me I¡¯d have to deal with this some day,wow power leveling but I had laughed it off, just like I laughed off those embarrassing pink plastic curlers she used to wear in her hair. (I picked up a set at a garage sale just last week. Got a great deal on them, too!)
It¡¯s amazing how a brief phone call can totally turn one¡¯s life upside down. Suddenly, I began hearing those 1970s songs (now known as ¡°oldies¡±) in a different arrangement, realizing that Mick Jagger was over 50, ¡°Smoke on the Water¡± never did make any sense at all, and my ¡°Seasons in the Sun¡± had literally faded into oblivion. Had the sun set on me already?
I glanced in the mirror.wow power leveling (Okay, I stared in the d**ned mirror.) I examined every tiny little crevice and pore, starting with my hairline, down past those patronizing ¡°smile lines¡± to the base of my neck. No double chin yet, I thought.
The next few weeks were pure hell. Each day began with a grueling training program -- a 6:30 a.m. run in a futile attempt to bounce off that unsightly baggage that had somehow accumulated on my thighs overnight. I went shopping for the perfect dress -- you know, the one that would make me look 20 years younger. I found out that they stopped selling them around 1975. Three dresses later, I came to my senses. There was only one logical explanation: I was having a mid-life crisis.
I realized that the funny, crunching noise I heard each night as I climbed the stairs was really my knees. I had seriously considered adding potty training to my resume as one of my greatest accomplishments. Bran flakes had become a part of my daily routine -- and not because they were my favorite cereal.wow gold I held Tupperware parties just so I could count how many friends I had.
Life just hadn¡¯t turned out the way I¡¯d planned. Sure, I was happy. I had a wonderful husband and two great kids in the center of my life. But somehow, working part-time as a secretary and mom hardly fit my definition of someone my classmates had voted as wow gold¡°most likely to succeed.¡± Had I really wasted 20 years?
Just about the time I was ready to throw in the towel and my invitation, my seven-year old tapped me on the shoulder. ¡°I love you, Mom. Give me a kiss.¡±
You know, wow gold I¡¯m actually looking forward to the next 20 years.
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