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Name: Riddle
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Current Characters in Route: Sansa Starkstonebird
Character
Name: Oerba Yun Fang
Series: Final Fantasy XIII: Lightning Returns
Timeline: On the day of the Apocalypse.
Canon Resource Links: Drink it in.
Personality: Fang begins the series as a wildcard. She appears to be working for the enemy, though she is clearly branded as a l’Cie. At first her motives are murky and hard to decipher, but after she joins up with Lightning and company, it becomes clear that her one and only focus (not to be misconstrued as her l’Cie Focus) is Vanille. She is willing to do what it takes - even going so far as to infiltrate the enemy’s ranks - to find her sister again and ensure they survive whatever is to come. Her loyalty and bravery in said pursuit are only matched by Lightning in her pursuit of Serah.
One might wonder why Fang is so hell-bent on seeing to Vanille’s safety, but all it takes is a quick glance at her past to understand. Both girls were orphaned at young ages on Gran Pulse by Cocoon l’Cie and fal’Cie. The War of Transgression left a huge impression on Fang in particular. She agreed to become Anima’s l’Cie in order to get close to the fal’Cie. Once she was within the fal’Cie’s presence, she lost her temper. It was only thanks to Vanille that her life was spared, but the pair came out of the ordeal branded and burdened with a Focus. Said Focus led to Fang, alone, becoming Ragnarok in order to crack Cocoon’s shell (because Vanille feared the transformation).
If it hadn’t been for Etro intervening and taking pity on them, they may have succeeded in their task. Therefore it is perhaps unsurprising that Fang values Vanille above all others. The girl begged for her life before the Oerban Priests, joined her willingly in completing a Focus and doesn’t hate or fear her after she became Ragnarok.
Fang doesn’t give herself the same credit, however. She feels immensely guilty over her past actions and she hates herself for making so many bull-headed mistakes. When the first game begins, she is already beginning to atone for her errors, but Lightning and the rest of her companions help give her a new tether to life. She fights side by side with them without a second thought and, slowly, comes to care about them.
Once her loyalty is given, Fang’s bravery follows it like a faithful companion. Yet she is prone to outbursts of passion and anger - especially when memories of the past are triggered and she has no resolution. She doesn’t like to be duped, lied to or left in the dark. Anyone who lies to her had better watch their backs if she ever discovers the truth (and that includes Vanille, though she can’t stay mad at the girl for long).
Ultimately Fang is a good person with a strong heart and centuries worth of guilt on her shoulders. It isn’t until the last game (Lightning Returns) that she finally has the chance to work through her fears (i.e. losing Vanille). By the time the Apocalypse begins and she is reunited with Lightning, she understands that there is a part of her that will always be willing to play dirty. If push comes to shove, she would use her friends to rescue Vanille. Lightning, thankfully, understands why and doesn’t hold it against her, however that realization is a turning point for Fang. Her friends are her family too - no matter how long she has known them or what they have been through. She gives her word that she will help Lightning find and save Serah and that she is glad - honored, even - to see the end of the world at the Savior’s side.
But it seems Lady Luck has a new plan for her; for them. Instead of running to her death in a hail of gunfire, Fang will be running to a new life with her friends at her side.
However that future is unknown to her. No matter the outcome, Fang will continue to be her cocky, sarcastic self. Some may call it a front, but that isn’t correct. Fang doesn’t believe in letting fear conquer the day - and, after all she has seen, that is an admirable conviction. If she is meant to die or fall into a Crystal Stasis (again), she is going to leave her mark while she can and not worry about tomorrow.
Today is her problem and while she has breath in her body, she will follow the trail of friends and family alike.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Strengths:
◁ Physically Fang is fit, well-muscled and she can take a punch. She is very active - something that was probably encouraged on Gran Pulse in her younger days - and she is a practiced warrior and hunter. She and Vanille have been without roots for centuries, so she has had to learn how to ensure they survive in a chaotic world (which would include hunting for a meal as well as showing enemies exactly what she thought of them).
◁ She is very talented with her Bladed-Lance. It is not only used as a weapon, but also as a means to vault herself off of the ground and, when the situation calls for it, a means to stop someone dead in their tracks (by holding it like a bar before them or jamming it into machinery to halt it or make it malfunction). She is very resourceful - and brave - in her numerous battles, which was likely what led to her becoming the leader of some bandits in the final game.
◁ When her mind is set on something, good luck getting her to back down. She is feisty, strong-willed and always ready for a debate (or a spar). Her arguments with Lightning in particular highlight this trait. However, when she is proven wrong or misguided, she is honorable enough to accept her punishment withouttoo much complaining.
◁ Underneath her fire, sass and bravery (traits of which she has in spades), Fang has a soft heart. She hates seeing someone in pain or lost - especially if they're friends or family. An example of her breaking down and showing her softer side was when Vanille admitted to not telling her the whole truth. At first she was angry, but then she broke down and revealed that the anger came from hurt that Vanille didn't trust her/depend on her.
◁ It probably goes without saying that Fang is loyal - and likely to a fault. Her friends are her family and she will protect them even if it means sacrificing herself. (However Vanille will always be her number one concern. She hates herself for using her other friends to ensure Vanille's safety in the last game, but that doesn't stop her from doing it.)
Weaknesses:
◁ For all her physical strength, Fang has some major soft spots when it comes to her emotions. If her friends - Vanille in particular - are messed with, she goes down for the count. Failing them spells the end for her and it's a burden she can't bear. (Her reaction to all of them, briefly, turning into Cie'ths at the end of the first game was evidence enough of that.)
◁ Sometimes her stubbornness can get her into trouble. While it's nice for her to be so grounded and so determined, there are times where she is simply wrong. By the time she realizes her mistake, it's usually too late to backtrack - such as when she and Vanille were first turned into l'Cies. She gets hot-headed, thinks she knows best and acts rashly.
◁ Her lack of ever having a regular, healthy family (she was orphaned at a young age) has had a negative impact on her. She clings to Vanille in an unhealthy way at times and she forgets - or ignores - the fact that others are just as bad off as the red-head. One of the reasons she bonds so well with Lightning to begin with is because they share a one-tracked mind. Serah is Lightning's world and Vanille is hers. (Of course having such a narrow world and pushing others who care about you out of it will only end in heart-break eventually.)
◁ Fang carries a monumental amount of guilt. Precious few will ever see how much weight she carries on her shoulders and she wants it to be that way. Her mistakes - her failings - her fears and her nightmares are hers to bear. However that means that everyone is kept at a distance. She might not look it - she is adept at hiding it - but Fang is very lonely woman with a heavy conscience. Even the gods can't relieve her of that, though they are the main causes of it.
Pokémon Information
Affiliation: Trainer
Starter: Purrloin
Password: Cherries, Strudel
Samples
First Person Sample: (Technology is grand, but Fang has no patience for it. It's only thanks to her new furry friend that she hasn't smashed the communicator to pieces.)
Alright, is it on? Can anyone hear me? (The thick accent of a female Gran Pulsian is probably pretty startling to hear anyway. However there is an almost husky edge to this voice, perpetually sounding as if she has just woken out of a long slumber.
Which isn't far from the truth.) M'not sure how much I should say. The world doesn't seem t'be endin.
(The juries out on whether or not that's good.)
This cat thing can't talk. (Yes, she sounds disappointed by that.) So she directed me to this.
(There's a low expletive and a sigh.)
Guess there's no use in hidin' it. I'm Fang and if anyone could point me in the Savior's direction, I'd appreciate it.
(No! That doesn't sound insane at all!
Another button is pressed on accident - technology can take a hike, seriously - and bright green eyes can be seen, narrowed in frustration.)
Where's the off switch? (Have no fear, a Purrloin comes to the rescue, tapping the screen with a delicate paw. Does its grin seem wicked to anyone else?)
Third Person Sample: She was good at hiding the strain the years had put on her. Hell, she was old when she met Lightning, Snow, Hope and Sazh. Now she was practically ancient, though heaven help anyone who had the nerve to say so to her face. It wasn't her fault she had spent so many years chained up in a crystal!
But it wasn't Vanille's fault either and she knew, in her heart and soul, that her sister needed her. Breathing in deeply and leaning on her Bladed Lance, Fang forced herself to think about what needed to happen next. Lightning had been right. She was the only one that could save the redhead.
The only question was - how? Talking hadn't convinced Vanille before - but she hadn't known the full truth then.
"They've been with her longer, fillin' her head with Etro knows what..." she clenched her teeth, held her weapon tighter and stalked toward a building. After climbing a ladder to the roof, she surveyed the city below, green eyes fixed on the monsters as they devoured the citizens.
"No time left."
It was now or never. If she failed and Vanille followed through with Bhunivelze's plans, that was it for them. For all of them.
We couldn't go on... She cut that thought short. No point in dwelling on that now. It was time to dig deep and find her cocky assurance that all things would work out, one way or another. But boy was she tired of the gods using them as play-things.
She would dearly love to take her Bladed Lance to Bhunivelze's face in particular. He didn't need a nose or eyes, did he?
"I leave that to you, Savior." her lips twitched into a tight smile, "You get Serah and I get Vanille. Then we go home and -" she couldn't finish that sentence.
What home? Was there a new beginning waiting for them? What would that be like?
A world without gods. Sounds heavenly.
The gods had something else in mind for her, however. Just as she resolved herself to seeing the end - one way or another - she felt a blur of motion and found herself sprawled on a bed in a strange room.
Well, actually, it wasn't strange at all. It was normal and that was what made the hair stand up on the back of her neck. Rolling onto her side and vaulting herself onto her feet, she stalked to the window and peered out warily.
Sunshine. Birds singing. People walking calmly and not running for their lives.
What the hell is goin' on?
Purring made her jump and spin around, her Bladed-Lance clutched tightly in her hands. A...purple?...cat had taken her spot on the bed and was currently smiling all too mischievously.
"I don't know what you are, but spill it." she pointed the tip of her lance at the creature. Etro knew she had seen worse than a talking cat.
Yet no verbal answer came. Instead, the cat hopped onto her lance and daintily walked up the shaft to perch on her shoulder. Fang raised a brow and chuckled, scratching the feline's chest.
"Well hello to you too."
If she was going mad, at least she had some company!
Name: Riddle
Personal Journal:
meadowedE-mail: Sycophantism@hotmail.com
AIM/Plurk/Etc.:
Timezone: GMT -5
Current Characters in Route: Sansa Stark
stonebirdCharacter
Name: Oerba Yun Fang
Series: Final Fantasy XIII: Lightning Returns
Timeline: On the day of the Apocalypse.
Canon Resource Links: Drink it in.
Personality: Fang begins the series as a wildcard. She appears to be working for the enemy, though she is clearly branded as a l’Cie. At first her motives are murky and hard to decipher, but after she joins up with Lightning and company, it becomes clear that her one and only focus (not to be misconstrued as her l’Cie Focus) is Vanille. She is willing to do what it takes - even going so far as to infiltrate the enemy’s ranks - to find her sister again and ensure they survive whatever is to come. Her loyalty and bravery in said pursuit are only matched by Lightning in her pursuit of Serah.
One might wonder why Fang is so hell-bent on seeing to Vanille’s safety, but all it takes is a quick glance at her past to understand. Both girls were orphaned at young ages on Gran Pulse by Cocoon l’Cie and fal’Cie. The War of Transgression left a huge impression on Fang in particular. She agreed to become Anima’s l’Cie in order to get close to the fal’Cie. Once she was within the fal’Cie’s presence, she lost her temper. It was only thanks to Vanille that her life was spared, but the pair came out of the ordeal branded and burdened with a Focus. Said Focus led to Fang, alone, becoming Ragnarok in order to crack Cocoon’s shell (because Vanille feared the transformation).
If it hadn’t been for Etro intervening and taking pity on them, they may have succeeded in their task. Therefore it is perhaps unsurprising that Fang values Vanille above all others. The girl begged for her life before the Oerban Priests, joined her willingly in completing a Focus and doesn’t hate or fear her after she became Ragnarok.
Fang doesn’t give herself the same credit, however. She feels immensely guilty over her past actions and she hates herself for making so many bull-headed mistakes. When the first game begins, she is already beginning to atone for her errors, but Lightning and the rest of her companions help give her a new tether to life. She fights side by side with them without a second thought and, slowly, comes to care about them.
Once her loyalty is given, Fang’s bravery follows it like a faithful companion. Yet she is prone to outbursts of passion and anger - especially when memories of the past are triggered and she has no resolution. She doesn’t like to be duped, lied to or left in the dark. Anyone who lies to her had better watch their backs if she ever discovers the truth (and that includes Vanille, though she can’t stay mad at the girl for long).
Ultimately Fang is a good person with a strong heart and centuries worth of guilt on her shoulders. It isn’t until the last game (Lightning Returns) that she finally has the chance to work through her fears (i.e. losing Vanille). By the time the Apocalypse begins and she is reunited with Lightning, she understands that there is a part of her that will always be willing to play dirty. If push comes to shove, she would use her friends to rescue Vanille. Lightning, thankfully, understands why and doesn’t hold it against her, however that realization is a turning point for Fang. Her friends are her family too - no matter how long she has known them or what they have been through. She gives her word that she will help Lightning find and save Serah and that she is glad - honored, even - to see the end of the world at the Savior’s side.
But it seems Lady Luck has a new plan for her; for them. Instead of running to her death in a hail of gunfire, Fang will be running to a new life with her friends at her side.
However that future is unknown to her. No matter the outcome, Fang will continue to be her cocky, sarcastic self. Some may call it a front, but that isn’t correct. Fang doesn’t believe in letting fear conquer the day - and, after all she has seen, that is an admirable conviction. If she is meant to die or fall into a Crystal Stasis (again), she is going to leave her mark while she can and not worry about tomorrow.
Today is her problem and while she has breath in her body, she will follow the trail of friends and family alike.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Strengths:
◁ Physically Fang is fit, well-muscled and she can take a punch. She is very active - something that was probably encouraged on Gran Pulse in her younger days - and she is a practiced warrior and hunter. She and Vanille have been without roots for centuries, so she has had to learn how to ensure they survive in a chaotic world (which would include hunting for a meal as well as showing enemies exactly what she thought of them).
◁ She is very talented with her Bladed-Lance. It is not only used as a weapon, but also as a means to vault herself off of the ground and, when the situation calls for it, a means to stop someone dead in their tracks (by holding it like a bar before them or jamming it into machinery to halt it or make it malfunction). She is very resourceful - and brave - in her numerous battles, which was likely what led to her becoming the leader of some bandits in the final game.
◁ When her mind is set on something, good luck getting her to back down. She is feisty, strong-willed and always ready for a debate (or a spar). Her arguments with Lightning in particular highlight this trait. However, when she is proven wrong or misguided, she is honorable enough to accept her punishment without
◁ Underneath her fire, sass and bravery (traits of which she has in spades), Fang has a soft heart. She hates seeing someone in pain or lost - especially if they're friends or family. An example of her breaking down and showing her softer side was when Vanille admitted to not telling her the whole truth. At first she was angry, but then she broke down and revealed that the anger came from hurt that Vanille didn't trust her/depend on her.
◁ It probably goes without saying that Fang is loyal - and likely to a fault. Her friends are her family and she will protect them even if it means sacrificing herself. (However Vanille will always be her number one concern. She hates herself for using her other friends to ensure Vanille's safety in the last game, but that doesn't stop her from doing it.)
Weaknesses:
◁ For all her physical strength, Fang has some major soft spots when it comes to her emotions. If her friends - Vanille in particular - are messed with, she goes down for the count. Failing them spells the end for her and it's a burden she can't bear. (Her reaction to all of them, briefly, turning into Cie'ths at the end of the first game was evidence enough of that.)
◁ Sometimes her stubbornness can get her into trouble. While it's nice for her to be so grounded and so determined, there are times where she is simply wrong. By the time she realizes her mistake, it's usually too late to backtrack - such as when she and Vanille were first turned into l'Cies. She gets hot-headed, thinks she knows best and acts rashly.
◁ Her lack of ever having a regular, healthy family (she was orphaned at a young age) has had a negative impact on her. She clings to Vanille in an unhealthy way at times and she forgets - or ignores - the fact that others are just as bad off as the red-head. One of the reasons she bonds so well with Lightning to begin with is because they share a one-tracked mind. Serah is Lightning's world and Vanille is hers. (Of course having such a narrow world and pushing others who care about you out of it will only end in heart-break eventually.)
◁ Fang carries a monumental amount of guilt. Precious few will ever see how much weight she carries on her shoulders and she wants it to be that way. Her mistakes - her failings - her fears and her nightmares are hers to bear. However that means that everyone is kept at a distance. She might not look it - she is adept at hiding it - but Fang is very lonely woman with a heavy conscience. Even the gods can't relieve her of that, though they are the main causes of it.
Pokémon Information
Affiliation: Trainer
Starter: Purrloin
Password: Cherries, Strudel
Samples
First Person Sample: (Technology is grand, but Fang has no patience for it. It's only thanks to her new furry friend that she hasn't smashed the communicator to pieces.)
Alright, is it on? Can anyone hear me? (The thick accent of a female Gran Pulsian is probably pretty startling to hear anyway. However there is an almost husky edge to this voice, perpetually sounding as if she has just woken out of a long slumber.
Which isn't far from the truth.) M'not sure how much I should say. The world doesn't seem t'be endin.
(The juries out on whether or not that's good.)
This cat thing can't talk. (Yes, she sounds disappointed by that.) So she directed me to this.
(There's a low expletive and a sigh.)
Guess there's no use in hidin' it. I'm Fang and if anyone could point me in the Savior's direction, I'd appreciate it.
(No! That doesn't sound insane at all!
Another button is pressed on accident - technology can take a hike, seriously - and bright green eyes can be seen, narrowed in frustration.)
Where's the off switch? (Have no fear, a Purrloin comes to the rescue, tapping the screen with a delicate paw. Does its grin seem wicked to anyone else?)
Third Person Sample: She was good at hiding the strain the years had put on her. Hell, she was old when she met Lightning, Snow, Hope and Sazh. Now she was practically ancient, though heaven help anyone who had the nerve to say so to her face. It wasn't her fault she had spent so many years chained up in a crystal!
But it wasn't Vanille's fault either and she knew, in her heart and soul, that her sister needed her. Breathing in deeply and leaning on her Bladed Lance, Fang forced herself to think about what needed to happen next. Lightning had been right. She was the only one that could save the redhead.
The only question was - how? Talking hadn't convinced Vanille before - but she hadn't known the full truth then.
"They've been with her longer, fillin' her head with Etro knows what..." she clenched her teeth, held her weapon tighter and stalked toward a building. After climbing a ladder to the roof, she surveyed the city below, green eyes fixed on the monsters as they devoured the citizens.
"No time left."
It was now or never. If she failed and Vanille followed through with Bhunivelze's plans, that was it for them. For all of them.
We couldn't go on... She cut that thought short. No point in dwelling on that now. It was time to dig deep and find her cocky assurance that all things would work out, one way or another. But boy was she tired of the gods using them as play-things.
She would dearly love to take her Bladed Lance to Bhunivelze's face in particular. He didn't need a nose or eyes, did he?
"I leave that to you, Savior." her lips twitched into a tight smile, "You get Serah and I get Vanille. Then we go home and -" she couldn't finish that sentence.
What home? Was there a new beginning waiting for them? What would that be like?
A world without gods. Sounds heavenly.
The gods had something else in mind for her, however. Just as she resolved herself to seeing the end - one way or another - she felt a blur of motion and found herself sprawled on a bed in a strange room.
Well, actually, it wasn't strange at all. It was normal and that was what made the hair stand up on the back of her neck. Rolling onto her side and vaulting herself onto her feet, she stalked to the window and peered out warily.
Sunshine. Birds singing. People walking calmly and not running for their lives.
What the hell is goin' on?
Purring made her jump and spin around, her Bladed-Lance clutched tightly in her hands. A...purple?...cat had taken her spot on the bed and was currently smiling all too mischievously.
"I don't know what you are, but spill it." she pointed the tip of her lance at the creature. Etro knew she had seen worse than a talking cat.
Yet no verbal answer came. Instead, the cat hopped onto her lance and daintily walked up the shaft to perch on her shoulder. Fang raised a brow and chuckled, scratching the feline's chest.
"Well hello to you too."
If she was going mad, at least she had some company!