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Hello there, With(or anybody who happened to stumble upon this page), and welcome to my application for the absolutely lovely Neazin! ♥ I do apologize for the basic layout and lack of art. I would have loved to draw something up, but unfortunately school and work are top priority. I literally had one free day to whip up this application and I decided to put more effort into the actual application rather than the appearance. That, and, as of now, I don't have a working tablet or a drawing program. I hope you see this for the effort and content rather than the display and once again, I'm so sorry!
DISCLAIMER #1 (to TNT):
With, in no shape, way, or form, forced me to create this petpage application. I chose to do so wholeheartedly. Thank you!
DISCLAIMER #2 (to anyone it may concern):
The character I have created for Neazin is a female, so I shall be referring to him as such throughout this application. Don't worry, I'm aware of his current state! x)
And now, with that out of the way, onward to the application! I really hope you enjoy it, because I certainly had fun writing it.
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haha, anyone get the movie reference? x)
anyway, hello! As you may know, my name is Tora(or if you really prefer, Toki). Yes, Tora is my real name. I decided it would be best to start off with allowing you to get to know me. C:
I am a dyslexic student, currently an auto mechanic who is perpetually swamped with work. I have a tendency to use the heart smilie excessively. Music is my heart and soul. I like tattoos and have quite a few. I adore animals and cherish my babies to absolute bits. Right now, I have two dogs, a bird and a pig.
I do have a passion for writing and art. Though at the meantime, I've been rather consumed by life so I really haven't ha a chance to do either. ^^; However my schedule's been clearing up lately so I'm happy.
I've been a member here for... around six years, I believe? I really don't remember. Here, I enjoy writing/drawing for my pets as well as roleplaying. I have been on and off of Neo for the past few years, though right now I'm pretty intent on staying for multiple reasons. It seems that I got my inspiration back, so I'm currently working on reconstructing everything, rebuilding my characters and such. I've been back for about a month, so things are still a bit undone. But right now, that's where my main focus is, Neo-wise. (:
Of course, one of the most important things you may be thinking is, 'Why should I pick Tora, above all other applicants?' Now, I will be honest here. Because I don't know the other applicants, I can't tell you why I should be chosen above them. However, I can tell you why I think I am deserving to adopt Neazin.
I think I'm very dedicated-though I do take time to complete a task, I will eventually get it done. With that having been said, I'm trustworthy. I'll keep to my word. If I state that your pet will never be traded, you can have faith in my word because I will stand by it no matter what.
Everyone has their flaws, and though I may not be perfect, I do hope that you're able to overlook them and at my positive traits. ^-^;
.why neazin?.
Oh wow... this is something that I could go on and on about, though for your sake, I shall attempt to keep it brief.
I'm just going to say it straightforward-Neazin has given me inspiration. I'm sure that as you read through the applications, you see this time and time again, though believe me when I say this, I say it with all sincerity possible. I actually did not fall in love with her the instant I spotted her. I hesitated for some time, doubting myself. I have never been lucky with adopting and I saw it as useless to try. However, as the days went on I pondered about it and I began to have this one idea for her that would not leave my mind. And then I was full of inspiration. Yet that was only part of the reason. I have been wanting an unconverted Darigan lupe for a while. The fact that Neazin is one made it even better. That, plus the amazing name... I really just couldn't resist! I am genuinely in love with every aspect of Neazin-as a pet, the name, and as the character that I've created for her.
.a glimpse into the future.
Another thing I could babble on about! Let's see... where do I begin? Hm. Well, Neazin, would, of course, be given a complete lookup and petpage along with a character, which you will be able to preview later on. The basic concept is for her to be an overachieving medical examiner who voluntarily takes on unnecessary tasks along with her currently distant-minded, unnamed partner, known only as 'A' right now. She grasps onto old promises, regrets, and the past. Because of this, she tends to act as a detective as well. Yes, she does need a bit of fleshing out, as the idea came to mind only recently, but in my mind it's the start of an interesting character! Hopefully things will make sense as you read on. xD
Anyway, I plan to roleplay her with quite frequency! And not to mention drawn, be incorporated in literature pieces. I can assure you that Neazin would most definitely not rot if she were to come home with me. (:
This is a given, but as long as she's in my possession(if she ever is) Neazin would never be traded and/or adopted out. If, for some reason, I decide that she should be rehomed, With will be contacted to see what can be done.
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Well, that concludes the actual application portion! Now, shall we move onto the next? The majority of what you are about to read is about Neazin's character. I had such fun formulating all of this!!
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So this was it.
You allowed your eyes to drift from the directions jotted down onto the paper in your hand to the large gated building.
It was marvelous. Not the building itself, but the mere fact that you were standing in that area, key in hand to the lock that stood between you and everything that you've worked for.
Your dream was one that not many had. After all, most aren't very fond of the dead.
Most, that is. You really didn't care all that much. Forensic medicine just held a factor that... was intriguing.
After giving yourself a few seconds to prance around in your dreamland, you decided it best to tune back into reality. It was the first day of your internship and you didn't wish to create a bad reputation so early on.
Now where'd I put my key? Muttering continuously to yourself, you fumbled around for the item. You could've sworn it had been in your hand only a second ago...
The shout of both desperation and rage that you released must have caught attention, as when you glanced up the next moment, a woman was standing behind the gate.
Would you mind keeping it down? Some of us do have business to attend to and would prefer to work without the yelling. Now, who are you and what are you doing here? Her tone was cold and expre.ssion rather aloof.
Oh! I'm sorry. My name's guest. I actually am an intern here, but I think I lost my key.. You bit your lip, slightly neurotic. She seemed to have very little tolerance, if any.
She then sighed as she took a key from her pocket and began to unlock the bolt.
Thank you! I promise to be more careful next time...
Please do. I don't plan on letting you in every time. Especially of you are going to be late. Ten minutes seemed to make a world of a difference.
With that, she turned, heading towards the facility's entrance. You clumsily stumbled in, following.
Are you Miss Neazin Kessler? The one you were told was going to show you around the facility. You were also told that you would be assisting Miss Kessler for some time. And in return, she was to introduce you to the basics of your aspiring career. And wait... aren't you going to check my ID?
Lock the gate. The woman demanded, And yes, I'm Neazin. I don't have to, since it's protruding ever so glaringly obviously out of your jacket pocket. I would suggest storing it in a safer area. You never know when it may just slip out without you noticing. Not everyone is kind enough to return it. After having locked the gate, you grasped the card, shoving it into the safety of your pant pocket. It certainly would be a long day.
Keep up. I don't want you to get lost here. So this was Neazin Kessler. You recounted inwardly what you knew about her from her fellow coworkers and what you learned in the brief time you have known her.
Name: Neazin Kessler(neigh-YAH-zin KEHS-lur)
Alias: Nothing really aside from Doctor Kessler, though a popular name for her among the facility is Miss Merciless. She doesn't seem to know this.
Age: 27, born December eleventh.
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Ash blonde
Height: 5'9". (Quad: 76 cm.)
Weight: 110 pounds, roughly. She appears to be almost unhealthily underweight.
Basic physique: Neazin is lithe, though despite being on the taller side, has a dainty, small-framed build that causes her to appear fragile.
Occupation: Forensic examiner
Many people mistakenly deem Neazin's altogether bitter attitude as a facade, attempting desperately to get past the nonexistent pretense, much to her annoyance.
Neazin is more often than not ill-tempered and aloof towards
others, particularly those to whom she's not close to, though she will display this behavior to anyone, regardless of who they are.
Almost always unsympathetic, it seems as if Neazin is immune to showing compassion. Because of her constant lack of emotion she can appear stoic. This isn't entirely true, though; she just has a bit too much control over herself. It's exceedingly rare for her to break down, which occurs in situations in which she finds the circumstance too drastic for her to keep calm.
She can be quite austere to anything that doesn't please her, though not to the degree of being completely uptight.
As it's required for her to stay on top of things with her occupation, she has a tendency to be unnecessarily bossy.
Due to this side of her, most people don't notice her imaginative and sometimes humorous inclinations. She's very intelligent, though her creative mind often obstructs her logic.
The doctor is quite sharp witted and has narrowly avoided death many times because of her ability to think on the spot. As failure is scarce for her, she seems to have forgotten that she's merely human and often overloads herself with work. This is most likely the reason behind her cockiness, which she displays in the most subtle of ways.
likes: reading, relaxation, being alone(to a certain extent), poetry, microscopy.
loathes: making big decisions, taking chances, being alone for long periods of time, being unable to do a task, wrongdoers, cooking.
(Rather than one large story, I have decided to split it up into multiple ones. Though they don't fully tell about Neazin's past, they do allow you to get to know the character I have created for her a bit. C:)
.the supercilious one.
How odd... Neazin murmured to herself as she stood over the corpse, lost in deep thought.
What a peculiar death. She stated, tossing the pair of vinyl gloves into the bin before exiting to room, where her partner had been waiting.
Find anything? He questioned, his expectations not superiorly high.
A lot. There's certainly going to be a lot of work to do with this case. It's a strange one. A, did you see that bruise across the chest? It seems as if the corpse was slapped with a chain. I'm not done investigating yet, though as far as I can tell, there are no signs of healing, so it must have occurred right before death. There's also the strangest mark engraved into the wrist. It's a post-mortem wound.
Hm. That is strange. The killer's sigil perhaps? Her partner, known as A, suggested. Neazin shrugged.
There's no way of knowing. However it could very well be. They walked in silence for a few moments.
Well, the only thing we can do right is keep on going with the investigation. Neazin nodded in agreement.
Any suspects?
Yeah. Two, though by the looks of it, they're not the ones. However, it's not safe to rule them out just yet.
I see. I'll keep investigating. It was A's time to nod.
Oh yeah, Doctor Kessler! The authorities have been receiving some peculiar calls. Threats, to be exact.
Threats? Once more, A nodded. Could it be related to the case?
It's very likely. I haven't gotten a chance to listen to it yet, but from what I've picked up, they're not sure and are trying to locate where the call was sent from. But they claim to be the culprit. You can listen for yourself. There's a copy in your office.
...Interesting. Alright. Thanks, A.
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The recording began with a maniacal cackle.
Hmmm? So you idiots still haven't figured it out? Ha! You fools! Looks like I'm going to be triumphant once more, no? All these years and you bozos still can't figure a single thing out?! Pah! It's not even worth sparing a chuckle for. You call- *cough* Augh! Stop! *cough* Ahem... The voice seemed to change for a moment. Well, you dolts aren't worth another second. Hm? A hint about my future victims before I go, you say? Fine! I suppose you idiots need somewhere to start. The next to fall dead by my wrath. A brunette. Yeah, one's gonna be a brunette! A fair little fair one with those pretty big blue eyes. That's all you're getting! Might as well have said nothing... because you obviously aren't gonna figure it out. I shall be victorious again!
The line was cut off after that. It was the end of the message.
.the doctor's mission.
Why can't I figure this out?! Neazin's enraged yell echoed throughout the facility. A flinched as she relentlessly hit the metal table, the objects on top toppling back and forth. He quickly reached out to straighten everything, tidying up the area while doing so.
Doctor, please... The man muttered in an attempt to calm her. You've done your job. The rest is up to the authorities. There's nothing more you can do. The words flowed semi-unconsciously. He knew that there would be objection from Neazin's side, yet he didn't hesitate to try to stop her. After all, the recent cases have caused her to work overtime, day after day.
Neazin's eyes were heavily concentrated on the floor. She didn't lift her gaze to look at him.
Do you expect me to just sit here, with innocent people frequently losing their lives because of this heartless felon? I can't.. The one responsible for these deaths is obviously the same person. She recalled the mark that was on the wrist of many previous victims. The threatening calls. The corpse matched the description of the caller's then-future victim perfectly. It was all too surreal to be coincidental. Whoever it is, they will be brought to justice. I'll see to it that they will. I don't care if it's not my job. Either side with me or get out of the way. I won't allow this to go on. At last, she raised her head to look her partner in the eye.
Besides, it seems your detectives need some assistance. They barely know how to even go about the case. They're stumped. So what is your decision going to be? Dr. Kessler crossed her arms, stare condescending and unbreaking.
I... I guess I don't have any choice but to stay by your side, Doctor Kessler. Even if I did... I'd still stay by you the entire way. And I mean that. I suppose we should get working, then? His words caused the slightest smile to cross her face.
...Thank you. I'm grateful for all that you're doing, I hope you know.
Heh. Was his only response.
Anyway, yes, we need to get going. To catch a killer was nowhere near easy. Neazin glanced at the victim's files, sprawled out onto the table. So young... so undeserving of their fate. She sighed. She would do her best, she promised to the victim. However, sympathy wasn't her reason for this-rather, because of another promise she'd made years before.
.motives.
under construction.
(I thought it would be nice for you to be able to meet my other pets as well, just to take a glimpse at my other work since this application is lacking in the artistic department and such. please keep in mind that most of the work, such as the art and petpages, is on the old side, as I have just come back to Neo. The pets listed below are the only ones with developed characters.)
Ellinear: Elli is the most recent addition to the lovely family. ♥ Previously an angel, she was banished from Heaven for a great crime which was not even of her doing. Desperate, she made a deal with a man practicing a devilish type of craft.
Trackarei(please ignore neo-gender!!): Lost in the world, she is the last of her kind and is wandering the earth, searching for a sign of any type which indicates that she is not alone. As she had no guidance from others of her kind, she's confused about the mage-like powers she seems to have.
Zapptwig: A somewhat anti-social chemist, not wanting to be involved in anything other than his work. As he dwells in secrecy and solitude, not much is known about him. He prefers not to make a point of making himself and his work noticed, unless something news-worthy has been achieved. Zapp can be a spazz at times.
Jausiers: The sharp-tongued Frenchwoman is explosive in every aspect. Though she does enjoy the company of others, her short fuse drives them away. She is surprisingly naive. Even when not upset, she doesn't know how to hold her tongue and has no filter. Siers doesn't care, though.
Aren't they lovely? :)
At last, my application is drawing to a close. I sincerely hope that you enjoyed reading it! Even though I had a day to work on it and was beginning to stress out, I truly did enjoy this entire experience. It's been wonderful.
Once more, I hope that you saw my application for the content and such! I hope that you do consider me to adopt Neazin, despite my non image-heavy application. I cannot even begin to express how wonderful that would be! I fell in love with everything I've created through him.
However, even if not, I bid you the best of luck! My only wish is that Neazin goes to the best possible owner.
A huge thanks to everyone who had supported me through this! I love you all beyond words. ♥ And of course, an equally large thank you to With, for allowing me to grasp this opportunity.
Hearts to you all!!! ♥
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