Breya Wilters
Jul 5, 2018 0:40:49 GMT -5
Post by sirenslullaby on Jul 5, 2018 0:40:49 GMT -5
"The life of a revolutionary is like the ocean, sometimes it's calm and other times treacherous."
Full Name: Wilters, Breya
Alias/Nickname: TBD
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Faction: Revolutionary
Appearance: Breya is a short woman of only 5'3, however she is easily noticeable in the crowd. She sports black hair slightly colored with purple highlights fashioned into a caramel balayage bob type of hair style that covers her right eye due to it's length, the portion of her face that does show is pouty lips with black lipstick, a button nose, and arched eyebrow's finished off with her radiant hazel colored eyes. Around her neck she wears a black choker with a silver attachment in the middle with her hometown's name engraved into it. Byeya is not one for the tight outfits or dresses ladies around her age often dabble in and fashions herself in a loose gray chemise with blue stripe's just below her breast's area toppled over by a black hoodie jacket with horizontal line patterns starting from the top that become lighter as they go down until eventually becoming visibly white enough to make out, for pants she wears simple skin tight black colored joggers that stick closely to her body but are comfortable enough that it's not squeezing her to death, and to finish off the look she wears a pair of black motorcycle boot's that go past her feet about 3-5 inchs above. Breya has a slave marking tattoo that she covers up using a purple bandanna attached to her left arm, she also carries around a black satchel bag wherever she goes that holds various items that she uses.
Hair Color: Black with purple highlights
Eye Color: Hazel
Height: 5'3
Weight: 123 lbs
Personality: Breya is a tomboy at heart yet despite the way she acts she can also has a motherly side that rears its head for those she care's about, she is quite loyal and devoted to those she finds worthy of those traits or has simply come to like. Breya is typically a horrible lier which causes her to be quite honest unless she really has to lie to save one of the people she is devoted too. Unfortunately even though she has a open-mind to new experience's her tomboy like personality is quite often pessimistic and sarcastic about them and always has a negative thing or two about what could go wrong and what could possibly go right. Due to her early life as a slave despite being caring and loyal to those she fancies at first Breya personality is very reserved, when first meeting someone she doesn't talk about herself often and rather thinks about all the way's they plan to hurt her or the people around her which reflects in a type of depressive aura around her that can be sensed even by a child. Although Breya is not one to take charge under certain situations where she does not have a choice she will often choose to make decisions that insure the most people survive while also completing the task as best as she can along with the people she has taken under her leadership with a calm head and analytical mind.
Likes:Breya is a female that enjoy's many aspects of life, the one that lies at top of her list is being able to be lazy and enjoy the cool ocean breeze and the cascading worth of the sun upon her body as the life of a revolutionary is one filled with danger at every turn and being able to be lazy sometimes is relaxing to the soul. Other than that side of her Breya despite her size is somewhat of a glutton able to eat just as much as a healthy male her age if not more and often likes to compete in eating competitions as a way to contain a low profile, the second most thing she like's on the top of her list is learning medical practice's as Breya is a inspiring doctor, this is due to part as when she was a slave their were people that she cared about that got sick and she did everything she could to save them but ultimately failed without the right knowledge or equipment to do so making her take up the profession so nobody she care's about suffers like that in front of her every again.
Dislikes:Due to her early life as a slave where Breya was forced to dress particular girly for her slave masters as a way to break her spirit and make her submissive when she escaped she ended up hating wearing anything that be considered too feminine in nature, although she can stomach seeing other female's wear it as it is their personal choice and she has no right to change it seeing herself in those outfits brings the memories of her time as a slave back nearly full force and she can't help but feel light-heated and uncomfortable about them. More than anything else in the world, Breya cannot stand to see her allies hurt, as a slave she was forced to watch many of her fellow slave's whipped or beaten for the most simple mistake's and sometimes even with no mistake's at all, seeing allies hurt brings about of change in her making her very serious and aware of the on-going threat.
Moral Alignment: Original
History: Breya was born in the large city of Cozia in the East Blue sea known for it's abundance of palm tree's surrounding and inside the city walls, as well as a mountain range behind it. Breya's family consisted of her mother Cassandra Wilters and her father Pier Wilters along with Breya's cloud fox Marila that her father rescued from wild animals during his adventure's on Sky Island in his younger years. Her family was small and not the richest family on the island but they all loved each other dearly and did their part to maintain their way of life on Cozia, her father worked as a construction worker for the city building new structure's and expanding it's territory while Breya and her mother tended to their garden in which they grow their food that was split between selling to the market's for extra cash and the other half was kept for them so that they may eat. Although Breya time was mostly consumed by helping her mother tend to the fields, she often took books from the Cozia's library where she read about the world and how it worked as well as a basic education of learning how to read and write from her father in his spare time as Breya was planning to become a marine of justice when she got older so she could make her mother and father proud to call her their daughter.
By the time Breya had turned fourteen news of the pirate king Gold.D.Roger's planned execution made it's way into news headline's all around the world and the inhabitant's of Cozia were deathly afraid as the island was indeed one of the many territories protected under the pirate's king flag, fearing the worst for their daughter and their future Breya's parent's suggested they pack up their belongings and move to a safer island far away where whatever was about to unfold in the world will not find them, however due to Breya's wishes of wanting to stay and protect the island she was born and raised in her parent's against their own judgement decided to stay and maintain their lives on Cozia.
For the remainder of that year Breya spent less time studying the ways of the world and education and spent more time focused on training in the way's of martial arts from her father who acquired some fighting skills during his journeys on the sea's, She was determined to fight and protect her island to her last breath, but as she realized the possibility that she couldn't protect the island along with the others then surely the marine's that were hailed as the bringer's of peace in the world would come to her island's aide in their time of need, she was absolutely sure of it. It would be on the night three days away from her fifteenth birthday that her life turned to hell, without warning as if a cat preying on a unsuspecting mouse in the dead of night they came, one single aimed canon shot dead center into the town, the island of Cozia was being invaded by the pirate's wishing to claim it for themselves. Breya had spent nearly a whole year training for this moment and she was quick to dress herself and move towards the door to fight for her home, but before she even opened the door her father's hands wrapped around her as he spun around so that she was facing her mother before he told her to stay and protect her mother.
For the next two hours the sounds of various gunshot's, canon fire's and the blood curdling cries of unfortunate soul's caught up in the battle resounded throughout the city, even Breya and her mother who were inside could see from their window's the sea of fire that wrapped around the Cozia's city like a snake choking the life out of it's pray. As much as she hated to admit it, the island's forced were not adept to such warfare and the situation seemed hopeless, in her worry and desperation Breya broke free of her mother's arms and ran towards the den den mushi within the house and started dialing the nearest marine base close enough to Cozia that could help them, when the phone was picked up and she heard a voice asking what was the emergency she was nearly ecstatic that she was talking to a real marine but quickly pushed that feeling aside to explain the situation, when she was finished and waiting for a reply the next words felt as if they had crushed Breya's soul and tore it asunder the marine she had spoke to said but four words, "We can't help you" and dropped the call and at the same time something hit her on her head sending her into the world of darkness.
By the time she woke up the sun was shining upon her face from square shaped hole's above, when she tried to shift her body upwards she found that her legs and hands were chained to the floor she was sitting on, panic easily filled her head and she begun to search frantically around her to see the other children of Cozia all in chains around her like she was. from above the light would be darkened as a figure started banging on something metallic before speaking, "Good day children, i hope your comfortable. We have a long trip to our destination." Breya spoke up with venom in your voice, "Coward! too scared to fight children so you have to lock them in chains!!?" The man chuckled at her before speaking, "We killed your parent's easily, this is just insurance to insure you dont fight us so we don't have to scratch up those pretty little face's you lot are now all slave's to be purchased like merchandise after all." There wasn't no need to speak after that, her position was clear, she and other were now slave's to be purchased and sold, all her hope's, dreams and aspirations for the future died within the fire's of Cozia and it was all her fault.
Face Claim: Original character art by JtH2045 (Character not given a name)
Alias/Nickname: TBD
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Faction: Revolutionary
Appearance: Breya is a short woman of only 5'3, however she is easily noticeable in the crowd. She sports black hair slightly colored with purple highlights fashioned into a caramel balayage bob type of hair style that covers her right eye due to it's length, the portion of her face that does show is pouty lips with black lipstick, a button nose, and arched eyebrow's finished off with her radiant hazel colored eyes. Around her neck she wears a black choker with a silver attachment in the middle with her hometown's name engraved into it. Byeya is not one for the tight outfits or dresses ladies around her age often dabble in and fashions herself in a loose gray chemise with blue stripe's just below her breast's area toppled over by a black hoodie jacket with horizontal line patterns starting from the top that become lighter as they go down until eventually becoming visibly white enough to make out, for pants she wears simple skin tight black colored joggers that stick closely to her body but are comfortable enough that it's not squeezing her to death, and to finish off the look she wears a pair of black motorcycle boot's that go past her feet about 3-5 inchs above. Breya has a slave marking tattoo that she covers up using a purple bandanna attached to her left arm, she also carries around a black satchel bag wherever she goes that holds various items that she uses.
Hair Color: Black with purple highlights
Eye Color: Hazel
Height: 5'3
Weight: 123 lbs
Personality: Breya is a tomboy at heart yet despite the way she acts she can also has a motherly side that rears its head for those she care's about, she is quite loyal and devoted to those she finds worthy of those traits or has simply come to like. Breya is typically a horrible lier which causes her to be quite honest unless she really has to lie to save one of the people she is devoted too. Unfortunately even though she has a open-mind to new experience's her tomboy like personality is quite often pessimistic and sarcastic about them and always has a negative thing or two about what could go wrong and what could possibly go right. Due to her early life as a slave despite being caring and loyal to those she fancies at first Breya personality is very reserved, when first meeting someone she doesn't talk about herself often and rather thinks about all the way's they plan to hurt her or the people around her which reflects in a type of depressive aura around her that can be sensed even by a child. Although Breya is not one to take charge under certain situations where she does not have a choice she will often choose to make decisions that insure the most people survive while also completing the task as best as she can along with the people she has taken under her leadership with a calm head and analytical mind.
Likes:Breya is a female that enjoy's many aspects of life, the one that lies at top of her list is being able to be lazy and enjoy the cool ocean breeze and the cascading worth of the sun upon her body as the life of a revolutionary is one filled with danger at every turn and being able to be lazy sometimes is relaxing to the soul. Other than that side of her Breya despite her size is somewhat of a glutton able to eat just as much as a healthy male her age if not more and often likes to compete in eating competitions as a way to contain a low profile, the second most thing she like's on the top of her list is learning medical practice's as Breya is a inspiring doctor, this is due to part as when she was a slave their were people that she cared about that got sick and she did everything she could to save them but ultimately failed without the right knowledge or equipment to do so making her take up the profession so nobody she care's about suffers like that in front of her every again.
Dislikes:Due to her early life as a slave where Breya was forced to dress particular girly for her slave masters as a way to break her spirit and make her submissive when she escaped she ended up hating wearing anything that be considered too feminine in nature, although she can stomach seeing other female's wear it as it is their personal choice and she has no right to change it seeing herself in those outfits brings the memories of her time as a slave back nearly full force and she can't help but feel light-heated and uncomfortable about them. More than anything else in the world, Breya cannot stand to see her allies hurt, as a slave she was forced to watch many of her fellow slave's whipped or beaten for the most simple mistake's and sometimes even with no mistake's at all, seeing allies hurt brings about of change in her making her very serious and aware of the on-going threat.
Moral Alignment: Original
History: Breya was born in the large city of Cozia in the East Blue sea known for it's abundance of palm tree's surrounding and inside the city walls, as well as a mountain range behind it. Breya's family consisted of her mother Cassandra Wilters and her father Pier Wilters along with Breya's cloud fox Marila that her father rescued from wild animals during his adventure's on Sky Island in his younger years. Her family was small and not the richest family on the island but they all loved each other dearly and did their part to maintain their way of life on Cozia, her father worked as a construction worker for the city building new structure's and expanding it's territory while Breya and her mother tended to their garden in which they grow their food that was split between selling to the market's for extra cash and the other half was kept for them so that they may eat. Although Breya time was mostly consumed by helping her mother tend to the fields, she often took books from the Cozia's library where she read about the world and how it worked as well as a basic education of learning how to read and write from her father in his spare time as Breya was planning to become a marine of justice when she got older so she could make her mother and father proud to call her their daughter.
By the time Breya had turned fourteen news of the pirate king Gold.D.Roger's planned execution made it's way into news headline's all around the world and the inhabitant's of Cozia were deathly afraid as the island was indeed one of the many territories protected under the pirate's king flag, fearing the worst for their daughter and their future Breya's parent's suggested they pack up their belongings and move to a safer island far away where whatever was about to unfold in the world will not find them, however due to Breya's wishes of wanting to stay and protect the island she was born and raised in her parent's against their own judgement decided to stay and maintain their lives on Cozia.
For the remainder of that year Breya spent less time studying the ways of the world and education and spent more time focused on training in the way's of martial arts from her father who acquired some fighting skills during his journeys on the sea's, She was determined to fight and protect her island to her last breath, but as she realized the possibility that she couldn't protect the island along with the others then surely the marine's that were hailed as the bringer's of peace in the world would come to her island's aide in their time of need, she was absolutely sure of it. It would be on the night three days away from her fifteenth birthday that her life turned to hell, without warning as if a cat preying on a unsuspecting mouse in the dead of night they came, one single aimed canon shot dead center into the town, the island of Cozia was being invaded by the pirate's wishing to claim it for themselves. Breya had spent nearly a whole year training for this moment and she was quick to dress herself and move towards the door to fight for her home, but before she even opened the door her father's hands wrapped around her as he spun around so that she was facing her mother before he told her to stay and protect her mother.
For the next two hours the sounds of various gunshot's, canon fire's and the blood curdling cries of unfortunate soul's caught up in the battle resounded throughout the city, even Breya and her mother who were inside could see from their window's the sea of fire that wrapped around the Cozia's city like a snake choking the life out of it's pray. As much as she hated to admit it, the island's forced were not adept to such warfare and the situation seemed hopeless, in her worry and desperation Breya broke free of her mother's arms and ran towards the den den mushi within the house and started dialing the nearest marine base close enough to Cozia that could help them, when the phone was picked up and she heard a voice asking what was the emergency she was nearly ecstatic that she was talking to a real marine but quickly pushed that feeling aside to explain the situation, when she was finished and waiting for a reply the next words felt as if they had crushed Breya's soul and tore it asunder the marine she had spoke to said but four words, "We can't help you" and dropped the call and at the same time something hit her on her head sending her into the world of darkness.
By the time she woke up the sun was shining upon her face from square shaped hole's above, when she tried to shift her body upwards she found that her legs and hands were chained to the floor she was sitting on, panic easily filled her head and she begun to search frantically around her to see the other children of Cozia all in chains around her like she was. from above the light would be darkened as a figure started banging on something metallic before speaking, "Good day children, i hope your comfortable. We have a long trip to our destination." Breya spoke up with venom in your voice, "Coward! too scared to fight children so you have to lock them in chains!!?" The man chuckled at her before speaking, "We killed your parent's easily, this is just insurance to insure you dont fight us so we don't have to scratch up those pretty little face's you lot are now all slave's to be purchased like merchandise after all." There wasn't no need to speak after that, her position was clear, she and other were now slave's to be purchased and sold, all her hope's, dreams and aspirations for the future died within the fire's of Cozia and it was all her fault.
Face Claim: Original character art by JtH2045 (Character not given a name)
