Louie Louie Version 3.0 Basic Information Full Name: Luviss “Louie Louie” Lutthase Age: 23 Gender: Male Race: Varran (Ovirran) Skill Information Total Points: 21 +21 Athletic Training (+20 from Ovirran racial boost, +1 from points) +11 Threads skill (+10 from Ovirran racial boost, +1 from points) +1 statesman knowledge +2 religious knowledge +6 linguistic knowledge +1 sailing knowledge +6 literary arts +3 unarmed combad Body Shape: Physical stat=3 unarmed combat+(1*2)=5 Body Shape=Muscular (Minimum for ovirran) Languages: Zcorr Common Spoiler: Basic Information Expansion Luviss has a foothold in regalia, but a loose one. He gets the benefit of a doubt due to his race, but is really the limit of his own potential. He is in regalia because he has no where else to really go. His tribe in Anglia has disappeared, and most of his links to his family and people he knows have diminished. He hasn't seen Safiss in a long while. So, the only family he has is in regalia, mainly just his crush, which he is to work to grow to gain her respect. Luviss was born to a very respected family. His family was known for great knowledge and wisdom. A common family tradition is sending a youngster away on a journey of learning, as a coming of age moment. He has had several respectable uncles as well, all from his Mom's side. One Uncle found great scholarly success in regalia, accounting works on marine biology. The youngest of his uncles grew to great proportions, and lazed across the ocean, picking up knowledge from the many lands he visited. The oldest of his uncles was a morally disfigured man, but grew a great business empire in regalia, which he passed onto his bastard Yanar child in death. He is most notably known for his time as a deathling, of which he restarted his business empire for the few months he was still alive. Luviss is quite disillusioned at the moment, with clustering ambitions. He hopes to find spouse in his noble crush that he has found in regalia, but also hopes to gain foothold in regalia. He hopes to gain a high position in regalia where he can gain better liberties, and be respected. But, he hopes to finally complete his traditional journey, by finding the world, and coming home to a world outside of a portal to the exist. He hopes to gain knowledge and experience, so he can have superiority in regalia, and return to his village a great and respected Ovirran. Visual Information Eye Color: Green Hair Color: Light grayish brown Hair Style: All over body, with lighter tones on underbelly Skin Color: Not visible under fur, likely pale, though Clothing: Elastan Pants, A small Satoor, A small cloth vest Height: 5 feet 3 inches Spoiler: Visual Information Expansion Luviss's face is an oddity, in that the facial structure changes drastically upon the angle, due to his square muzzle. His muzzle is quite short for that of an Ovirran, with a very pointed edge, showing a slim squareness to his jaw. This muzzle looks fine from up front, but the slim head shape makes him look skinnier and taller. This effect is accentuated when viewing his head from the side. Due to the muzzled shape of his head, with a short snout, his jaw doesn't have great pronunciation. This means that he appears as if his neck doesn't end, and that the neck is very long. His eyes are slitted, with beautiful green iris, that follows unusual patterns. His cheekbones are high, but horizontally closer to the nose, creating once again a square muzzle, but a flat and tall face from a side angle. Luviss's body is proportioned quite oblong. He is somewhat short, at 5 feet, 3 inches tall. But, his legs themselves are about 1-2 feet. This causes him to stumble, a problem most Ovirran have. He has little body fat, and a lanky body. His tail is probably the most notable of his features, for it is large and he has great control over it. His arms are somewhat long, with the second segment much longer than the first, which makes him look taller than he really is. His fur is grey, and covers most of his body, showing some lighter color accentuation on his underbelly. His fur is typically very dirty, which turns the grey into a light grayish-dark-green in certain shadings. Luviss's clothing is simple. He wears a common white shirt, cheap as most commoner clothes. He wears a pair of Elastan leggings most of the time, that he has died a fleshy red, giving contrast to his white shirt. The white shirt is very worn, and the sleeves are heavily eroded down and barely cover his shoulders. The shit also has a slit down the middle, like that of a vest, with a poor piece of thick yarn intertwined between the two sides, tied in a knot near the collar, with the abillity to untie it to adjust the length, and tightness, of the shirt. Luviss also really enjoys wearing jewelry, mostly due to his devout following of Baskaar. He will typically wear moon-themed jewelry, in the Baskaar tradition, and collects a lot of jewelry throughout the month, and will melt them down and donate them to the temple at the end of the month. Luviss speaks with the disposition of a slave. He talks waveringly, with over-security sometimes, and complete insecurity others. He either has the voice of a god, or the voice of a mouse. His voice is blubbery, in that it is congested enough to be ever-so-slightly annoying, but stern enough to keep the conversation moving and pushing. His speed is quite common, though. He does tend to speak very slow and carefully when he is nervous, and can mistake terms when doing so, like "Hydrophobic" for "Hydrophilic." Personality and Abilities First Paragraph: Luviss is seen as cowardly in some senses, though ambitious in others. His mood is quite dependent on who he is near. Often, in large areas or around nobles, he is quite shy. Though, he is somewhat energetic and quite social whilst those who bear no hold on his reputation. Many will see him as a quivering, fearful, and incessantly bootlicking. Though, in more casual situation, he will be seen as careless and arrogant. Second Paragraph: Luviss is unsure of himself, in a complex way. He is slowly learning that he has some potential, and takes great joy in his own success, but is also afraid of difficulty to come. He doesn’t prefer to take on risks or challenges, unless finding himself in a mood of heavy inspiration, and will take great pride in his current abilities, but is afraid that his future will be more difficult. This makes him take far less risk, and causes him to bite off far less than he can chew. Third Paragraph: Luviss is quite relaxed around his family. He will often let his gut out and will get intoxicated. He will usually be very supportive and caring to his friends and will be the first one to offer to pay for drinks. Luviss doesn’t know where most of his family is, so he keeps those he loves and his friends close, and is sometimes fearful that he will lose them again. He feels he may have made certain mistakes that drives the people he enjoys away from them, and he will occasionally curve his behavior around certain people he wants to keep near him, but this is in selective cases. Fourth Paragraph: Luviss is morally upright to an extend, for everyone has boundaries. Though, Luviss’s boundaries aren’t as far away as most peoples. He sees no problem with corruption, and is ok with doing anything to succeed. Though, this is in only few situations, particularly in competition or around nobility and other important figures. Elsewhere, he is pretty moral. He wouldn’t go to an extent of giving up his life for another, but would go to great extent to save them. He doesn’t agree with murder or stealing or whatnot, as to say it would not benefit him incredibly in the eyes of nobility. Optional Fifth Paragraph: Luviss's worldview is still developing. He tends to believe things sometimes just happen. He enjoys finding the humor in things, but still believes that the world can be somewhat unfair. He is upset that his parents and his home were all destroyed, but still has hopes. He still sees some irony from it, and has a blissful hope that things might eventually turn around, and life would sadistically work in his favor. He is a devout Baskarr follower, and donates much of his income to jewelry to donate. Though, he doesn't seem to follow a few of the principles of Baskarr, and can act childishly when it comes to fate. Instead of accepting the negative events, as is tradition with Baskarr, he gets angry and distraught, and angry towards his religion. He also believes that the divide between common and noble is too great of a gap, for a great privilege. He believes that it's far too impossible for the common man to gain the liberties of a noble-person, though, this may be attributed to his lack of political knowledge. Weaknesses Narcolepsy-Luviss is narcoleptic. He can very easily fall asleep if he remains idle for too long. Therefore, he must move around a lot if he is sitting at a table or in a conversation else he will fall asleep. He was born like this and it is believed to be from his pregnant mother spending a lot of time in water with waste from Fong Co factories. Spoiler: Personality and Abilities Expansion Quirks Luviss's main quirk is making weird mouth shakes when intrigued or aroused. He will bite his lip, stick his whiskers in his mouth and nibble on them. He always just happens to do something weird with his mouth. He may suck in the sides of his lips, where he would look like a bottlenosed, or do whatever he wish to make himself look quite dumb, in a sense. He does this subconsciously, and will be surprised when somebody points it out. He also tends to wiggle his nose when he drinks. Skills Luviss gained a few non-traditional skills from his tribal life. He learned how to sew clothes, in particularly elastan. He learned how to scrub rust off of tools, and how to properly prepare food. He learned how to flank large bodies of fish, as to be able to outmaneuver schools, and get a good meal. He has learned how long to cook fish, and how to tell if meat is ripe. Though, most of the colony didn't often eat cooked fish, they did during celebration. The colony had very old metal tools, some even made of bronze, which he would have to work on and maintain. He learned the best way to repair these broken tools, and which waters would get the rust off of the tools the easiest. Likes Luviss enjoys donating to the Baskarr temple. He will sometimes get frustrated when things in life don't go his way, and can often resort to blaming it on Baskarr, but he still remains diligent in donating. He enjoys the communal aspect, that he can meet up with others of his kind to do something they all like to do. He also finds hope when donating to the church, believing that if he donates enough, he will find great fortune. Luviss enjoys hunting. He will have the best of times when he is in the bay of regalia. He knows many tricks to maneuver around schools, and has much experience in fish hunting. He keeps an old, bronze, spear in the ithanian district, hidden under the bay. He will often travel through the ithanian district when looking to hunt, as to pick up this spear. The spear belonged to his father, who crafted the spear when he was but a small Ovirran. He enjoys hunting for, he feels in his own world when hunting. He feels at home, and off of the land, in a place where he is at the top of the food chain, and controls his own fortunes. Luviss enjoys Mollusks. He finds them to be the most convenient snack, and notes that the docked ships in regalia have a plethora of them. He grows his index claws very long, for the main purpose of prying away mollusks. He knows the best ways to cook mollusks, and the easiest ways to crack open the shells. He mostly enjoys the taste, though, and has great pleasure when ingesting a well cooked mollusk. Dislikes Luviss dislikes eggs. He just doesn't like the sight of them, in any form. He in particularly hates turtle eggs. He just doesn't like anything about eggs. He feels eggs are inhumane, and has an unnatural, but somehow instinctual hatred of eggs. He doesn't know why he feels this way, and doesn't even realize its a weird thing until someone points it out for him, of which he becomes quite confused. Luviss also dislikes bathing. He feels bathing should be done in the ocean, which just doesn't do the same effect. It's less of a dislike of bathing, but more of a dislike of soap. This makes him let his fur get incredibly dirty. He feels that people should be cleaned naturally, by the will of the ocean. He notes the lack of corruption and metaphorical filth in the ocean, that is all-too-present on land. Luviss dislikes maiar, and/or some Ovirran. He feels that he is trying hard to prove that an Ovirran can make his way and be civilized in regalia. He despises other maiar and some savaged Ovirran for being grouped in with him. He feels he is much better than the other men of the sea, and that they do nothing but bring down the reputation of all of them. He feels it's unfair to be grouped with these savages, for many ailor are savages, and they still sit upon ivory towers. Spoiler: Relationships Luviss has few relationships, being quite new to regalia. He had several friends within his colony, but nobody notable, or that he is able to speak with, outside of the mist. He was very fond of Safiss, but never saw her after the conflict with the maiar. They enjoyed each other's company heavily, and spent much time travelling and hunting together. Their humor's inter-lapped, and they loved each other. Though, up until the maiar conflicts, their relationship had been dwindling, and they had begun to dislike each other. He does have some family in regalia in the form of his uncles, which he meets on chance occurance. The interactions with them are typically quite akward, though, and he dislikes the air between them. Life Story Early Childhood 1-10 When Luviss’s mother was pregnant, she swam through the chemical pollutant of a fong co. factory, which gave him a narcolepsy condition. His tribe travelled a lot, but settled on the Anglian coast a few months after he was born. Luviss was born in a small tribe. He was the son of the leader of the tribe, and a lone child. Most of his generation followed a bastardized version of baskarr and he grew up on the fringes of Common and Zcorr. He rose above most other Ovirran in skill, and gained a great reputation as an heir to his father. When Luviss was out with his mother hunting, he saw a distant pack of maiar, and was abruptly told not to speak with the “dumb fish.” He grew somewhat curious as to what these people were, but never made much of that curiosity. Teens 10-18 Luviss travelled with his father to Ssil, where his father hoped to trade some sea trinkets and Elastan for new materials and tools for the tribe. Within the city, Luviss was introduced to many Varran ideas and he became a more devout follower of Baskarr. A few Ailor sailors were attempting to locate Luviss’s tribe, for Elastan trade, when they crashed into a large rock, queuing assistance from the tribe. Luviss went to help and escorted a few sailors back to shore. He acquainted one for the few days in between cargo ships. The sailor saw much potential for Luviss, and often told him of a great world outside the tribe. Luviss was quite indifferent from this man’s words. Early Adult Life 19-Current A colony up the coast had collapsed due to leadership dispute, causing some to migrate to Luviss’s colony. One of these was Safiss Forras, a female ovirran of similar age and mind. She had great aspiration for career in regalia, and a rose upon her ear, with Luviss was interested in her enough to follow her there. Safiss was very well-versed in different areas of the sea, and was prepared for the trip to regalia. Upon the journey, they came across a herb, that Luviss and Safiss partook in and got interesting hallucinations. He saw himself walking through a wall, and climbing inside a hill, with a man in a tent below him, spouting ramblings so obscure, but so tempting. Dazed by the incident, the two were quite susceptible to be captured. They were captured by a tribe of maiar. They were seperated and Luviss never saw Safiss again. Luviss listened watched the debacle and debate between 2 clashing leaders in the tribe, unable to understand their tongue, but able to interpret the conflict. The conflict was so distracting that he was easily able to slip free, finding his bonds quite flimsy when he attempted to break them. The incident concerned him so much, that he attempted to go back to his tribe, but only found a large mist of gas at his home, causing him to go for the only place he could think, regalia. He found himself in a low social status in regalia, contrary to the high position he found in his tribe. He found a maiden he assured that he must take as his own, but also found that she was a high noble, and he was a stinky street-rat. Rather than working to increase his societal position, he found it easier to retreat to the bathhouses, where he was treated well, and to laze around all day. He consistently finds himself in a dilemma between aspiration and laze, with much potential to gain a better position, but no enthusiasm. Spoiler: A Picture of Cthulhu
Those numbers don't match! Haha. FongCo. Anyway, your life story should mention where he was born. This is a Regalian FongCo factory, right? Make sure you say so! Super relatable. I like this ending! Keep up the good work (:
Fixed Fixed, and I'm sure he has plenty of undocumented factories hidden in drowda or somewhere, maybe he's even polluting jorrid for all I know. That man is crazy Thanks!
I don't think I'm going to do a full life chronicles, for I don't feel there is that big of a development of view points due to how young he is, so it might not be as necessary. Idk, I'll see. I want to use this app as a bit of an example of my application quality to apply for nobility or something one day...
Added personality and abilities expansion Added relationships Soon to work on some formatting Still open to peer review, please :'(
