Whoo! Done! And not half bad either. Nixso the Shooting Clamberer, Number 23 in
~*Nobody Name: Nixso ~*Age Heart was lost: 10 ~*Gender: Male ~*Proof of Existence: The Shooting Clamberer ~*Weapon: Slingshot ~*Element: Ammunition ~*Element Description: The little bag tied to Nixso's belt is always full with some sort of ammunition, even if there is nothing suitable to use for miles around, his bag always fills up. Nixso can also produce ammunition for his comrades. Sure you can always just pick out a hand full of rocks, but it's quite easy to just look in your bag and see it filled to the top. Offense[X] Defense[ ] Magic [ ] Medicine [ ] Service[X] ~ Is your abilty? A source of your power? [ ] Tangentially related to your fighting style? [X] Or used mainly in motifs while battling? [ ] ~*Personality: Nixso is generally enthusiastic. He enjoys a good challenge, and will challenge anyone if he feels his marksmanship is diminished by someone else. He takes offense easily, but how he deals with it really depends on his mood, and the "insult". Like all, boys, he is not above lying to get out of a problem. ~*Somebody's name: Osin ~*World of Origin: Nottingham (Robin Hood) ~*Backstory: Nixso was not always human. He was, in fact, a squirrel as Osin. Osin was a very dirty child, and liked it that way, although his mother always threw a fit when he walked in the house. When his rival, Skippy the Rabbit, was too busy to have a shooting contest that day, Osin trudged off to the woods. He shot at the trees with dirt clobs and acorns to pent out his anger, muttering to make himself feel better. He did not notice the Heartless, attracted by his anger, gather around him until it was too late. When he woke up, he found himself in Traverse Town with many weird creatures (humans) walking around. By chance, he happened to look to the wall, where a skillet was hanging to dry. Intrigued by the strange reflection in its tarnished bottom, he took it to take a good look. He was shocked and frightened to realize that he was now one of those strange creatures. He ran off to hide in a corner, scared and alone, wondering what he would do. Suddenly a lady in white came, promising that they would take care of him, and leading him through a portal that took them both to Organization Innocence. ~*Primary Motive upon entry: To find a new home and friends ~*Other: Because he was once a squirrel, Nixso likes to climb on everyone and everything. He is often seen hanging onto something, even sitting on the backs of chairs instead of in the seat. He is also deathly afraid of dogs. They seem to like barking at him.
Tahlxia: *with an exotic sort of accent* You may call me Tahlxia, young one; and...*delicately sniffs the air* though it may bring you good fortunes to be so closely tied to the earth, I rather think you will drive away all the heartless in our command with that particular odor...
*Her body shimmers for a moment as she closes her eyes and summons her "chime-staff". Moments later, a faintly blue wisp of fragrance drifts from the tinkling bells upon the chime end of the staff; the wisp wrapping around Nixso and clothing him with the scent of spring rain upon new shoots of grass and leaves.*
Nixso: *Is entranced. Grins about the dirt comment, then jumps when her chime-staff appears. As he sniffs himself, his eyes widen.* I smell good! How'd you do that?
Tahlxia: ^-^ *closes her eyes as she smiles* I hold the power of essences and fragrance. I can summon the fragrances from even memories, if they are described in enough detail.
though it may bring you good fortunes to be so closely tied to the earth, I rather think you will drive away all the heartless in our command with that particular odor...
*Her body shimmers for a moment as she closes her eyes and summons her "chime-staff". Moments later, a faintly blue wisp of fragrance drifts from the tinkling bells upon the chime end of the staff; the wisp wrapping around Nixso and clothing him with the scent of spring rain upon new shoots of grass and leaves.*