APPLICATION,
REFLECTION RPG
Part I: General Information
Name: Uhm…how about…Ephie.
Yes, that sounds good. ^__-
Email address: Ssqueakers@aol.com
Part II: Character Information
Character Name: Mukul Dhoire.
Meaning "blossoming from the grove" from the Indian name Mukul for "blossoming" and the Scottish name Dhoire meaning “from the grove." …Yay!
^__^
Character Position: Villainous Villain Sentry Ziedu, the
fruitiest of them all. XD
Birthdate and Age: Mukul
has just hit the big 2-0. He's also born on December 10th, making him a
Sagittarius. Why the 10? For the 5 servings of fruits AND veggies, o' course! ^__^
Profile: These are the little tidbits that flesh out a character. You must
answer all of the listed profile bits, but please feel free to also add more,
such as favorite books, songs, colors -- so forth. What is answered here
doesn't matter nearly so much as why. Telling us why
is very helpful, especially given that we're not being as demanding about
personality. We swear we're not.
Bloodtype: I gnaw on this as Mukul
would gnaw on three day old bread. *gmmgmm*
Likes:
Fruit: And you thought you were regular before! Seriously though, Mukul lives and breathes the goodness of fruits, and all
they have to offer. He grows them, for crying out loud. Sadly, there comes a
time in everyone’s diet when they need to stop munching on those apples and put
away those pears. Thankfully, he pays attention and lays
off every once and a while and usually just moves on to another food group
temporarily.
Harvest Time: As a farm hand, can you think of anything better than that time
of year when you get to gather “the fruits of your labor” from the past months?
Mukul sure can’t. This just makes hiss chest puff
with pride as he shows off what he has accomplished throughout the year.
Sun showers: He really likes those days that rain in some parts, but there's
still enough sun to not make it completely overcast. It gives everything a sort
of fresh glow and plus, it doesn’t inhibit work as a torrential downpour would.
^__^
Group hug!: Mukul likes to be a part of a
group and enjoys that close-knit family feeling. It bugs him to no end to be
alone, so he always tries to put himself in a situation where he’s around
people, or at least a few plants he knows well.
Familiarity:
Mukul is not one to really go out and be the
adventurous type and try new things out of the blue. (“What do you want to do?”
“I dunno, what do you want
to do…” “….let’s go skydiving!”) He prefers to keep to
things he is familiar with and really only tries something uncharacteristically
new when he’s sure it’s either safe or he’s positive he’d enjoy it. In other
words, he’d either have to see it being done a few times, or someone will have
to have done some fast talking.
Dislikes:
Lying: This is probably based on the fact that the half of the family business
that doesn’t rely on growing the crops relies on the word and follow through of
the second party. (i.e.: “Oh yeah, I’ll pick up the crop tomorrow!” [next day] *…tumbleweed…*) It only makes more trouble than
the lie is worth. But watch out; if you’re caught in a lie that directly
involves him, he’ll more often than not take your word as spit until you redeem
yourself. It’s not so much what you say or why you said it, but more of the
fact that you did say it. He’s really bad at detecting lies on their own, but
just don’t get caught and you should be fine.
Meats: Yeah…meats suck. Well, to Mukul, at any rate.
He just doesn't care for the taste of a nice juicy steak or flame broiled
chicken. He will indulge himself in eggs, or perhaps an occasional fish.
Otherwise, just, pass the greens.
Secrets: This is more of a selfish issue. He doesn't want to feel left out of
the group, and there isn't any other feeling of exclusiveness than having that
secret kept from you.
Hobbies:
Gardening: I wouldn’t say that he’s a genius with the spade, but he can
maintain a substantially sized garden that would make Martha Stuart turn green
with envy. Mukul has almost like
a magical gift of sorts that makes it generally easier to bring a plant to full
bloom. He enjoys it enough to make a daily ritual of playing in the dirt for a
good portion of the day. Currently, he’s been messing with a sort of
cross-pollination process.
Cleaning nails: Well, when you work all the time in moistened dirt, and other
gardening substances, your hands, not to mention fingernails will get quite groady. So Mukul makes a habit to
wash his hands, and feet if necessary, and then takes the time to sit and groom
his nails free from “alien substances.” Don’t get me wrong, dirt is like a second
skin to him, but as a great person once stated; “fun to play with, not to eat.”
Mr. Chatter Box: Once his Chatty-Cathy string has been pulled, there's no stopping
unless he has said what needs to be, or if you get desperate enough to cover
his mouth. Then he might say a few lines like "MMGFMMvmmfmsfmmmbmvvmfmfff…"
or "Mmmfmdmfemmemvmvmmbmfmfmem!" This is
usually his way of telling you that it was rude to cut him off mid-thought. But
he takes the hint and shuts up until he has reason or permission to express his
feelings about something else.
Description:
Hair: Mukul's hair is very very
unruly. It's cut short and his head is just a mass of
curls and waves, sticking and curling up in all directions. Think of him almost
as just getting out of bed. His hair is a mixture of light sandy browns with
some darker dirt colored browns as well.
Eyes: His eyes are shaped kind of cattish with a slight slant and look as if
they could stare anyone down with his look of disinterest. They are a medium
peachy-pink in color. Also, starting at the corners of his eyes are creases
from squinting so much.
Face: He has a young looking ovular face and his nose is a little on the large
side. Everything is placed evenly with his eyes at a slight slant and his lower
lip looking as if he's always chewing on it. His cheekbones are rounded with
dimples that are always there and just get even bigger when he smiles and his
chin is smooth and squared off.
Build: Mukul has a somewhat strong upper body and
legs, like one who would lift things for a living. For the most part, he towers
above the majority by a hand or two, but people don't normally notice because
he's usually hunched over some sort of thing or another. His skin has a decent
tan and is sun-kissed with freckles everywhere, especially on the backs of his
hands, shoulders, and his cheeks. You can say they're either sun kissed for
working outside for long periods of time, or the dirt just won't go away. ^__^;
Carriage: Mukul walks around as if he has a place to
be and a person to meet but never like he's in a hurry. Even when he is in a
hurry, he seems to make it look like he's just strolling along...at a rather
fast pace. X__x
Voice: He has a tenor/baritone voice that just seems to float on by. He speaks
in an almost drone-like tone and doesn't seem make any sort of effort to sound
interested. Even when he is.
Dress: Mukul isn't the one who would go around all
dressed up for no reason. He better be having tea with
the queen if you want him to put on something and not mess around with some
potting soil for a few hours. So his attire is limited to simple work clothes,
save one really nice outfit for a wedding or something along those lines. You know, something you can get down right dirty in. In terms of
shoes, he likes ones that he can easily take on and off. Mukul
also has a very distinct scent on his clothing of flowers and fruit, almost
wine-like with the first sniff.
Personality: At a first glance, one could say that Mukul
is a very nice young man. And I’m not saying he’s not, but that’s just a first
glance. He is, for the most part, polite and is a great person to have a
conversation with. He just might…go a little over board there, skipper. He’s
very open and likes to be honest with people and at the same time he’s
extremely opinionated. If he has something to say on one thing or another, you
better believe you’ll hear it. Just be sure you have the time or at least your
hand ready to shut him up. Fortunately for him, he knows for the most part the
time and place he can open his mouth, and when he should just keep it to
himself for the moment. Though sometimes he just doesn’t
listen.
But Mukul is the kind of kid that everyone would ignore just
because he was deemed “creepy”, a “loner” or “unpopular.” And he’s the kind of
kid who would try his best to try to fit into a group, or at least find one.
(“Hey guys, what’cha doin’?
….guys? ……….guys?”) It’s
almost as if he tries too hard to fit in. A lot of merchants also think he’s
lost it a bit after they find out he talks to his plants.
When Mukul’s in the orchard with an opinion and nobody is around
to hear it, will he still talk? You bet! He once heard from his mother that the
plants like it when you speak to them. So if he’s out on his chores, he’ll
share his thoughts and feelings on the current events with his flora friends. He
doesn’t mind too much that they won’t say anything back,
just the fact that they’re good listeners is good enough for him. Though this
doesn’t replace a live human being, it’s a nice substitute.
And while
he’s not the kind of guy who likes lies, he’s a rumor buff because they can be
possible business deals. He always keeps his ears open to the grapevine while
he’s oot and aboot for one
thing or another. It’s also one of the only ways he gets news, and he’s hungry
for knowledge of what happens outside his little piece of cultivated dirt.
Let’s just
hope that they take it slow. ^__^;; Unfortunately, Mukul has a rather one track mind and can’t jump from topic
to topic very well. He won’t understand that you were talking about your cousin
two towns over five minutes ago and now you’re talking about your sister having
a baby because all he’ll get out of it is that your cousin is pregnant. You
don’t have to be an expert to tell that’s not exactly correct, according to the
sources. So he’ll usually ask you to stop and explain exactly why cousin Harry is expecting. ^__^;;
Mukul
also likes to be a part of a group. He doesn’t like that feeling of being
alone, so he tries to find people with which to socialize on a regular basis. Mukul doesn’t like to be the leader of the group. He can
work better when there’s an agreement between him and the official (or unofficial)
leader on what he should do to benefit the rest. He just usually can’t push
himself to rule over the others. What if he does something wrong and they kick
him out of the group for leading them astray? That would be bad. So he’s
content in just being a follower because if he just follows the instructions
given to him, everyone is usually a happy clam.
Mukul
also needs the proper motivation. He’s one of those guys that doesn’t exactly want to do something for nothing, but let me
tell you it doesn’t take much. When he does said task, he wants to be rewarded
with at least some sort of recognition. It makes him feel that all he’s done
hasn’t been in vain. It also makes him feel really good when someone actually
recognizes he’s good for something and appreciates him.
Not only
does he like to care for the plants that produce the fruits and such, Mukul also enjoys taking care of a regular garden full of
flowers. He’s happy growing the colorful flora just for decoration purposes. He
also likes giving away some of the flowers, seeds, and bulbs as gifts to
friends, neighbors, or avid shoppers. ^__^ (Blue light special on…the cart…)
As a final
note, Mukul likes fruit. (dur hur…) He grows, cares for, and eats it. He’s one of
those kids who would eat the whole econo 12 pack of
fruit cups in one sitting. If he’s not eating fruit, it’s mostly something he
can hold in his hand, like a sandwich or dumpling of sorts. He’s just usually a
man on the go, and doesn’t really make much time to stop and have a sit down kind
of meal.
History: Mukul was born the only child on a cool
December day to the owners of the Dhorie farms. Apphia, his mother and Ephraim, his father, are both the
last of the descendants of a group of nobles who decided that getting your
hands dirty in your work is more satisfying than telling others how to get
their hands dirty. So they bid farewell to the royal city and bought a big honkin’ chunk of land near the bottom of the
His parents
raised Mukul to be a polite and responsible young
man, especially since his family owned one of the largest fruit groves on Lopu, near Sveta Pilseta in the land of milk and hon-
er…I mean the
So Mukul is more or less a hick. He doesn’t really get out
much beyond ye olde farme
except when he has to go talk to a trader or if his parents send him off as a
representative with a report or whatnot. I mean, the boy has got to get out
sometime. But the place is just so darn huge, he doesn’t really need to go
anywhere else, but it’s the change in scenery and faces that attracts Mukul to errands.
Well, as
you might be able to imagine, getting to school on time might be a bit tough.
Well, not if your parents are well educated and willing to be your teacher! Too
bad those stories that your dog ate your homework won’t fly very well, seeing
that you don’t even own so much as a goldfish. But Mukul
was taught all the basics. So he can read and write well enough and do the basic
math, but like any other kid, if he didn’t have to, he wouldn’t. He’d rather be
out playing (or in his case, gardening), thank you. Mukul
also had to be taught with the physical objects, and not just the numbers on
the paper. (“Okay, Mukul. I have three apples and I
traded two for five peaches, four of which were exchanged for two grapefruits
and a handful of cherries. How many pieces of fruit do I have now?” “…enough to make lunch?”)
So anyway,
cutting to the chase... One day he was delivering a small cart of fruits and
whatnot to a trader in the royal city of
So, with
the sweet sweet smell and promise of fame, fortune,
and power at hand and his cart full of fruit, Mukul
continued down the road with his new life playing out in his mind. He still
lives at home, with mumsy and daddums
and takes care of his portion of the “un-owned” land.
Part III: Soldier Information
Special Skills:
Knows if something’s reached full potential: He has some sort of sixth sense
which is used to tell if something is “ripe” so to speak. While this has a lot
to do with the fruit and such he produces, it also works with people. He can
tell if they’ve reached their peak or not, just by looking at them. He can also
tell if someone is just not putting in that 110%.
Good with identifying plants: He can tell you the name and purpose of almost
all flora. And if it’s news
to him, he can at least tell you what family it’s in, what common plants it’ll
be related to, and he can usually stab a pretty close guess at what it can be
used for. He’s like “The Pill Book” for plants. ^__^
Useless
Facts: He somehow finds out the strangest things that most people wouldn’t even
be interested in trying to figure out. Trivia related to “mosquitoes have
teeth” just boggle the mind of how or why anyone would go to discover such an
idea.
Gardening:
Again, he’s no genius with a spade, but it seems to just come to him more
naturally than with other people, probably mostly due to his wimpy little starseed. With the help of “the power within” he is able to
produce more fruitful…produce and is able to bring plants out to reach their
absolute full potential, almost like a human Miracle Gro.
Weapon: Ziedu has a long handled pruning saw. It has
a 13" curved serrated blade on the end of a 5 ½ ' pole. They're usually
used for trimming and pruning trees or thick plants that are a bit out of reach.
Powers:
Avid Sprout:
This attack
makes little Venus Flytrap-like budding plants pop up next to one target, which
could be one person, or a group that happens to be close together. These little
plants then become animated and hungry, being able to stretch their necks up to
a foot away. They will then begin to squirm around on the ground and can bite
people’s ankles. ^__^ Cute little buggers. If you can
zap them with the sparklies of magic or hack them,
they won’t grow back.
Ziedu
cups his hands together for a moment and then opens them, revealing tiny
glowing seeds. He then takes all of them in one hand and tosses them in the
same fashion one would do as if they were sowing a field or feeding the
chickens. The seeds land and bury themselves in the ground around his target.
In a matter of moments, the little budding man-eating plants rise from the
ground, looking for a snack.
Redolent Foliole:
This is one
of his distracting moves, and a good one at that. What could be more off-putting,
not to mention annoying, than having tons of tiny little petals fall around you
like you’re in the middle of some thick snow storm? Well, how about this; they
smell. Yup, that’s right. They are heavily fragranced with the particular smell
of whatever fruit tree they decided to materialize from. Hooray for smelly
petals.
Ziedu
twirls his saw up until the blade seems to catch on some sort of invisible
branch. He then pulls down at a real sharp angle and a branch cracking echoes
in the air. Out of nowhere, a massive flurry of fruit blossoms comes raining
down on his premeditated target until it seems that no more could possibly
exist on what you would imagine would be on a good sized branch.
Energy Sheers:
This attack
takes away the healthy and blossoming energy of one opponent and makes them
feel a little weak and hungry. o__o
Time for a Scooby Snack. In return, Ziedu gets half
of what the attack takes from the target. This doesn’t make his attack any
stronger, but it does lift his spirits some and gives him a good buzz if he’s
been hit a few times. The attack doesn’t take a really big chunk of energy, it’s
just enough to give someone the shakes and feel like they need to eat something
before they pass out. If someone can knock it off before, or even while it’s
blooming, good for you. But the flower is so pretty, a lot of people don’t want
to destroy it. ^__^;
Ziedu
summons a flower bulb from that grand henshin space,
and gives it a kiss before chucking it at his opponent. The bulb lands on the
person’s chest and suddenly blooms into a gorgeous flower, which then glows
while shamelessly stealing the carrier’s energy. The energy then seems to
transfer instantly to Ziedu.
General shanking: Well, Ziedu
/DOES/ have a friggin
saw…there’s no magical sparklies behind it, but he
can whack with the best of them. ^__^;
Fuku:
Ziedu's fuku basically
follows the guidelines to the Kartiba uniform. His
little cape, pants, and elbow flares are the same peachy-pink color as his
eyes, while his sash and tie are what would be called an apple green. The
bottom of his cape and trousers look as if he had been running through a lot of
tall grasses and have the appearance of grass stains. Also, with his elbow
flaps, the peach part is shaped more like three petals, perhaps from a cherry
or peach tree. His sleeves also have the appearance of blossom petals stacked
on top of eachother. On his feet, Ziedu
wears brown sandals with two thick straps, almost like a dual buckled
Birkenstock style with the belt buckles on the side of his sandals posing as
peach blossoms. ^__^ Ziedu also sports a pair of
round green kneepads which have brown straps to keep them on.
Henshin:
“Ziedu Terrestrial Power!” Mukul
crouches down and puts his arms up, as if he’s going to block something just as
a large generic fruit blossom (Again…like peach…or apple…or cherry…) seems to
sprout up and almost swallow him whole. As soon as he’s hidden, a gloved arm
pokes through with a long handled pruning saw and he hacks the flower away in a
few judo chops. Ziedu is then standing there in the
middle of the debris, saw in hand.
Part IV: Other Information
Knowledge: 1) Do you hate Neherenia? Will you be
complaining that she's not evil and trying to sling mud at her in the game?
This is important because if so, I for one will not want to work with you.
^__^ I like Neherenia. I want to do a cosplay of Neherenia. My wallet
seems to disagree… ;__;
2) Are you up on all your 'canon?' That is to say, have you read all the information
on all the pages of the site, as well as the character profiles? If not, that
would be bad.
I really hope I am… X__x
And finally, 3) Isn't Dievs
pretty?
Very much so,
RP Experience: I play Vata, Momus,
and Blaine from SM:G, Mythos, and Dragontears
respectively. ^__-
Why you: Because Mukul offers flowers. Pretty flowers. And fruit. He'll give you fruit too.
Miscellaneous: *sings* Loooook out…here comes Audrey Twooooooooo…Looooooook out….here
I come for here I come for here I come for yoooooooooooou!
Part V: Grammar Check
Mukul blinked, not having discussed socks before. But
like that stopped him anyhow.
“….socks?” o_O
…okay,
maybe it stopped him a little.
