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 Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим]

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Maкcим




Chinese Symbol : Goat
Posts : 1
Points : 3
Join date : 2009-12-13
Age : 33

Character sheet
Strength :
Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим] Left_bar_bleue10/1000Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим] Empty_bar_bleue  (10/1000)
Intelligence:
Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим] Left_bar_bleue10/1000Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим] Empty_bar_bleue  (10/1000)
HP:
Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим] Left_bar_bleue10/1000Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим] Empty_bar_bleue  (10/1000)

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PostSubject: Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим]   Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим] I_icon_minitimeSun Dec 13, 2009 3:16 am

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{{• The Principles
I can hear your voice that's slipping into the crowd
First Name: Максим[Maksim]
Middle Name: Николай[Nikolai]
Last Name: Ротару[Rotaru]
Nickname(s): Max or Niko
Age: Fourteen
Birthday: October 27th
Race: Werewolf[Lycanthrope]
Element: {Water}



{{• The Proficiency
I'm searching for the the map of the future in the center of the intersection
Special Ability: Alchemy.
  • Explanation & Limits of Gift:
Alchemy is simplistically translated as "the art of transformation(transmutation)." It's basis is derived in the conversion of one substance of a specific physical structure into another substance comprised of the same atomic mass and composition as the previous structure; although, it is capable of varying in physical appearance. Basically, it is turning one object into another object made up of the same base molecules and mass. Furthermore, in conventional methods specific apparatuses(equipment) must be used to convert the material. However, in Niko's case, he simply must have physical contact with a specific substance to be able to alter it's physical and/or chemical composition to any such desired effect.

The limitations of this art are controlled purely by the available content of material within a given substance[can't create something out of nothing] along with Niko's mental aptitude. He must know the near-exact composition of what he is converting, as well as the composition and appearance of what he is converting it into. From this alone his brain has adapted itself to be able to meet these demands, allowing him to assess rather quickly the necessary inquiries regarding the specific-up of various structures. As long as he had once had prior knowledge in some form or fashion.

In short, the effect and range of his transmutations vary upon the available molecular content within a given area or substance, making this ability both a strength, as well as a weakness depending on the circumstances.
Weapon: None
  • Explanation of Weapon:
N/A

{{• The Presence
I believed in dreams always coming true on the other side of the sky!
Physical Looks: Simplistic, more or less. His hair, tinted with the night's essence, is held in modesty. Its length is kept relatively short mostly to prevent the consistently time-consuming workout of hindering morning management, especially after showers. It gleams a silken indigo as the sun begins its dusk period, when the last fading lights make their slow recession back towards the deepened seas. Truly a marveling experienced, on both accounts. Subsequently following the gentle appearance of his mane, his eyes evoke an almond-shaped sapphire proclamation. The irides seem smoothed, glossed to a glossy perfection of ocean resonance. Conversely, the coy fixtures evoke an eerie presence, deeply terrifying when viewed during moments of heated confrontation, like the typhoon graced seas of the summer; however, at the same time instill a nurturing, motherly influence to those who duly call for it: even if unintentionally: continuously, through the combination of the two working in unique unison, has Максим received some form of banter from others. Normally resulting in flushed cheeks or taciturnly ignored responses from the boy, as to be expected of such a quaint individual.

Sadly, his complexion lacks the luster achieved through his eyes, perhaps as some sort of reconciliation to the gifts previously granted. For no one can be completely perfect, as flaws make them who they are even if minuscule in comparison. His skin, although free of acne and other hormonal displeasure, falls somewhat pale and deprived of the Sun's essential gifts. This fact is possibly due to his internal, as well as external, reclusive nature from society; in turn, he prefers to dwell amongst the beautiful vibrations of his grand piano. Which sits earnestly waiting for him as he returns home from the busy body school, he wholeheartedly wishes he could avoid. However, despite the unwanted gifts of his physical statements, one could not be any happier with himself: Possibly. In addition, he stands at a approximate height of five feet and eight inches, luckily average amongst those of his age, at least to his guess. Understandably, as long as he was able to reach the top shelf with moderate effort, he did not have too many problems over the effect.

Simply following his physical outlook is an easy set of clothing which requires little to no thought when awaking during the beginning hours of the day. Normally, it is comprised of some form of cargo wear donned upon, whether being cargo pants or cargo shorts. They are more to the effect of him carrying virtually everything with him. Thus he views the extra pocket space as a virtue amongst any other. Within these lovely pockets, dwell paraphernalia related to his assumed well being. These items range from: an iPod, the essential unessential way to retain his musical ear while increasing his comprehension of the piano's usage; a set of pens each varying in color, as his obsessive-organizational mentality requires certain topics to be written in certain colors; a cell-phone. Slider to be more specific, comprised in a deep blue essence with various virtuous kanji strewn upon it; keys, to what is beyond the idea of the question; and other lesser important but oddly necessary trinkets such as hand sanitizer.

As an effect from his father, a retired martial artist, Максим posture is fairly straight: his muscles strengthened and durable from constant training and sometimes even punishment. Either way these effects left him able to keep a nearly-perfect posture with little notice, discomfort, or effort. His body is flexible, hardly damaged from short false and quick to bounce back after falling. His reflexes are as sharp as any martial artist, quick to respond only when provided with the necessary stimulus but else wise silent and brooding. Sadly these were pretty much the only things he retained from his father. His vision is slightly failing, in result he has to wear glasses. He prefers them far more than contacts for they are less irritating, at least to his perspective. His eye sight probably worsened as he gained more of an affinity towards reading books, more so massive texts filled with hundreds pages scribed with letters of various languages and cultures.

{{• The Persona
What is there beyond the night? There are times filled with anxiety
General Attitude/Personality: Intelligence is his virtue. For that he carries himself confidently, an interesting surety that leads him to believe what is necessary is necessary and the words of others don't sway him; at least, not on an external level. He prefers to read or spend time in the seclusion of himself, finding it rather hard to communicate with others on a friendly level. This fact is mostly due to his serious nature, lacking the ability to joke around and actually receive laughs from it or not come across as a jerk or an ass. If the opportunity arises, Максим is more than willing to voice his opinion, showing very little restraint to the effect of what his words portray. His character is honest to a T, not afraid of saying anything to anyone, at least no one he feels extremely close too. Oddly he is rather reserved at the same time, speaking only when spoken too in most moments for fear of presenting an awkward situation. In short, he is one to retaliate rather than to engage.

Максим also shows an obsessive-compulsive nature, preferring a majority of things to be set in a certain way. To this effect he is fairly irritable and easily annoyed. If someone doesn't know an answer to a question he finds as common knowledge, they are instantly made as the enemy and set to irritate him regardless of their level of intelligence. His own work must be flawless, to the point where his own handwriting has become an art in itself, broken down to the perfection of every line, at least in his mind. Sadly, this is effect only occurs when he is writing, for moments after it becomes a horrendous statute of his personality. An aspect of how he views his life. Something is only pure for a moment, before becoming an object of torment the next. For that, he doesn't keep many people or things close, preferring to keep everyone at a distant from knowing his true self let allowing them to tell him about theirs. In short, he's empathic in nature, easy to comfort but very little to share about himself.

Because of this nature, his best friend so to speak is a dog. They hardly speak, and don't ask questions; a character leaving him so easy to divulge his secrets and hardships too and expect nothing but unrequited love and understanding no matter how dreary the day becomes. This dogs name is Max, simple and short: a Siberian husky to be specific. He was bought for his sixth birthday, in turn fairly old but still as lively as any other. It is perhaps the only reason he comes home after school, or even leaves the house for that matter: a second half of his nature that he could not do without. Max accompanies him with subtle howls as Максим plays his piano, or keeps him safe on the worst of days, resting his head upon the soften expanses making sure death remains at bay, at least temporarily. Probably the only thing reminiscent of love and friendship is of his pet, his brother even.

Aside from the love of his dog, is the love of music and his piano. It perhaps governs his life. Sitting in class, he'd tap his fingers across his desk, replicating the keys of his desired machine of vibration, reciting the countless works crammed into his head by his mother's constant banter and his teacher's dedicated work. He is not one much for recitals. He fears the thought of people's eyes on him constantly, watching his expressions and his mistakes manifest as they always do. But in the end he plays for himself. His body tapping the countless humming tunes of his mind, translating his thoughts to wondrous sounds. If he could not play, he could not live. Not completely.

Goals: He wants to become a world-class pianist renowned for his ability and not his age. In addition, he wants to cure, or at least control, the lycanthropic infection he has been grafted with.
Likes: Classical piano works, any form of mid-sized to large canines, serenity, the cold and snow.
Dislikes: Cats, Vampires, cockiness, self-ignorance, heat, depression.
Bad Habits: Often influences variables to entice awkward events to feed his intellectual cravings of analytical deduction. Tends to ignore people once a thought enters his mind[which means often]. Dehumanizes life by viewing man as mere rabbits in a laboratory, therefore open for "justified" manipulation.
Fears: Allowing the "feral" side of him to gain control in an important moment. Being deemed ignorant by a professor or one with higher intelligence.
Other: Niko is an avid and rather prodigious piano player. Additionally, he has an eidetic memory, which greatly influences his abilities as both a scientist and a student. He is also rather intuitive when it comes to information regarding various simple or even complex systems, making him a rather gifted scientist and musician despite his age.

{{• The Past
Even if it's impossible, if we don't do anything, it will stay zero
Parents: Aleksandr M. Rotaru[Father] and Myoko Rotaru[Mother]
Siblings: None as of the moment.
History: Currently a Work-in-progress, still have to explain how he came across Hokkaido Academy, but I hope that the rest of the profile is complete enough to be considered approved.
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Posts : 3911
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Join date : 2009-02-01
Age : 29
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Character sheet
Strength :
Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим] Left_bar_bleue122/1000Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим] Empty_bar_bleue  (122/1000)
Intelligence:
Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим] Left_bar_bleue146/1000Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим] Empty_bar_bleue  (146/1000)
HP:
Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим] Left_bar_bleue162/1000Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим] Empty_bar_bleue  (162/1000)

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PostSubject: Re: Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим]   Rotaru[Ротару], Maksim[Максим] I_icon_minitimeSun Dec 13, 2009 1:11 pm

Very Detailed, I liked it! Make sure your ability goes in the stamina moves section (I'll trust you to try to not godmod with this ability.)

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