Name: FLLFFL [Alfa]
Age: Fifteen
Gender: Male-man
Personality: Alfa is actually pretty humble and nothing puts him off more than his own destructive capabilities. Alfa always puts into consideration his human limitations and how skilled he is in the marks of kendo. His persona is really light, but sharpened and wise. He sort've acts as more of an equal and should be feared for his sharp wit, peak wisdom, and somewhat confident yet simultaneously chill demeanor.
Battles are battles to him, and he treats them to as if he were to fight to win. He's a quick adapter and uses his wits and analyzable tactical mind to subdue the opponent. However midst this, he doesn't express himself as he would if he were amongst company during any battle of any nature. He limits the things he says, in any amount of seriousness as to cloud his judgement during such events.
Marked off by his eluded name, seen through illusion, Alfa is arcane.
Appearance:
He's about five feet and and seven inches in height. Body proportionate to his weight of approximately one hundred and sixty-two pounds. Body type mildly athletic. Arms and legs are slender at a glance, but his veins project the image of him being actually quite fit and in shape.
Alfa's hair color is a wicked obsidian color. His hair is spiked, short, and overlayed towards his right. His hair grows out in a clockwise position, sloping upward and down his back. The length of his hair just barely hits his shoulders, in threaded bangs. The boy's face is young, and his jawline is fairly even with everything else. When he smiles, he forms a dimple on the right cheek. Alfa's eyes are a surreal looking pale blue color, the same color as the flame that emits from his keyblade's tip.
His attire usually consist of the wardrobe of a punk-oriented individual. A bright lime green undershirt, white and yellow threaded vest overtop this, sleeveless. Blue jeans, fastened by a black belt. A black wristband on each wrist, followed by a black choker around his neck. His high-tops(sneaker choice) are overlapped black, lime green, and silver. Dressing informally more often then not, he's puts off the facade of just a normal kid, hiding the wisdoms of his mentors.
Keyblade:
FL [The Jet Keyblade]
The blade itself is slender, a dimgray tipped steel, the end of which is about the length of Alfa's body. Its shape is completely straight, and possess no outward grooves like a normal keyblade, the tooths of the keys form a crown that is concave into the steel. The guard of the keyblade is a light purple color, whilst the grip on the inside is lime green. Inside the actual handle, it can be spun and turned like the accelerator on a motorcycle and emit a blue flame from the very end of the keyblade itself. From that end where the keychain would normally dangle, he can emit a periwinkle colored flame, used as a catalyst for evasions and offensive maneuverability. On a side note, there is no keychain on FL.
Skills: Alfa is a well versed fighter, human, but even more versatile than Avalenn and Svether combined. His background consist of a well versed kendo practice making him an amazing two-handed keyblader. Anyone with eyes should understand that Alfa is completely weapon/keyblade dependant as he possesses no true skillset for magic and is a normal human being. His hand to hand combat is mediocre, but he can defend himself should he be weaponless.
Versatility - His movements and interpretive skills combine here. Alfa could easily take on two adept-level opponents by himself while keeping them both at bay in between his agility, kendo skills, and expert acrobatics. He literally moves all over and supresses the aggression that is focused on himself. An enemy attacking his rear flank would catch his back foot, while the front flank would catch his keyblade.
Acrobatics - He's a gymnist as well as a kendo master, able to land flips tuck into convieniant strafes and dodges while safely maintaining his footing easily. His acrobatics also display his physical endurance, and how in shape, he himself is.
Speed - Without the use of haste magic, he's ludicrously fast. Upon being subjected to numerous enemies, he quickly takes them out in a demonstration of heightened reflexes and responsiveness.
Bide - Alfa can store momentum inside himself through both being hit and collecting the excessive force from the blows and storing them inside of himself. He can also absorb the momentum from enemies upon striking them, sapping a fragments of their HP and converting it inside himself. Upon biding enough stored momentum, it can be released into focused melee attacks, or used as a recovery method to replenish HP. The first option, releasing the bide as an attack, he can one-hit K.O. a normal opponent on the spot, because the transfer is so immense it rends the struck recipient unconscious without any extravagant damage done beyond the first initial hit/strike. It should be noted, bide goes inactive upon concluding combat or when he isn't immersed within a battle. Similar to a gauge one builds up during a battle, it resets, upon entering another fight respectively.
Magic: None. [If we are enabled to use items like potions, I will work off that.]
Biography:
Midst everything, in every season, Alfa was always the humblest and loyal in Zeal's Call. As Reforge would time and again only grow more frustrated by Coraleye's incompetence, he knew there would be a day where they'd all come together. The way things were as they are, as they have been, so peaceful. FLLFFL never minded any of this, he always sought for such serenity and here in there home it was more than assured.
Upon speaking to Reforge, the day before the calamity, he said this to him.
"I can only hope, we'll get more out of our world than just the light. That we'll be exposed to something more, to expand our horizons, and that our world will truly open up and speak to us one day. Don't you, Reforge?"
Reforge's calm and endearing retort as he'd expect from his leader, though nothing turned Reforge off more than people, he could at the very least tolerate and adhere to FL's view. While he digressed, that night they slept, in preparation for their meeting the following day. The Cul-De-Sac would undergo a very drastic change. Freed from the darkness for eons, three strangers came and visited their world through unknown means and just 'appeared' on their world. Upon having their meeting, the hooded figures through invitation of the keyblade academy's dean's came to explain secrets about their world's door.
"Unlocking this door, you'll know exactly in what state it was before this door was introduced. Be warned, when opened, all as you know...will change." they spoke in unison.
As FL raised his brow, and folded his arms, they opened the door. From there, the inhabitants of the culdesac, all three faction's that gathered were steadily sucked into the opened door. Grabbing onto what they could, holding on for dear life it was futile as their fate on the other side seemed inevitable. As Alfa could hold on only for so long, he was the first to tread beyond the door into the unknown, accepting this fate at peace with this startling surprise.
Like a star.
FLLFFL fell from the sky, like a star, light streaks and tail. Colliding with a blue surface, the contents of which doused him instantly, he'd fallen straight into the water. He came up quickly gasping for air, coughing, and quite startled. As he looked around, he was evidently on an island of sorts. One's he'd read of, studied at the CDS Keyblade Academy. It...actually wasn't a myth.
Destiny Islands.
The shape of which, was in current crisis as was his now forgotten world.
Home world: Cul-De-Sac [See Biography]