Ice Claymore (Lupe Fala Gur)

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:: ICE CLAYMORE ::

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:: AGE: 15
:: BIRTHDAY: January 16, 2000
:: GENDER: Female
:: SEXUALITY: Straight
:: FACE CLAIM: Blake Lively
:: MEMBER GROUP: Hunter
:: LANGUAGES SPOKEN: Russian (first language), English, Spanish, French, Italian
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Appearance!

:: EYE COLOUR: Blue
:: HAIR: Blonde
:: HEIGHT: 5'7"
:: WEIGHT: 128
:: TATTOOS & PIERCINGS: Ears x2, nose, and belly button, and S12 tattooed on her inner left wrist

:: GENERAL APPEARANCE: Since Ice still loves cute clothes just as she did five years ago, she is always dressed fashionably, whether she be wearing fur and winter clothes, and warm weather dresses and heels. These clothes just serve as a frame to the beauty that is Ice Claymore.

When she was younger and under the instruction of the former Ice Claymore, she had been cute, and anybody agreed, except for possibly Ren Saber (teehee). Now a nearly grown woman, she is stunningly beautiful; with her curly/wavy blonde hair framing her face perfectly. She is easily loved by men that don't know her age, and envied by women for her beauty, and young age.
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Personality!

:: LIKES: Chocolate, cute clothes, swords, swimming, warm weather, smoking cigarettes,
:: DISLIKES: Bananas, ill-fitting clothes, rude people, lizards, vampires,
:: HABITS: Scribbles, curls her hair when impatient, chews gum, walking fast, talking on the phone a lot,
:: STRENGTHS: Keen sight, learns quickly, attentive, sneaks well, good with a sword (both one hand and two hand),
:: WEAKNESSES: Sometimes short attention span, good clothes, music, animals, swords (when she sees a new one, she liks to try it out a bit.

:: OVERALL PERSONALITY: The only person that she ever really showed emotion to was Ice, and when she had lost her mentor, it only got worse from there. She's become direct, blunt, and rude most of the time, but she can manipulate anybody if its needed to get what she wants. Unlike what she was younger, she never loses her facade anymore, and she keeps to herself.
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History!

:: MOTHER: Nabila Gur, died at age 34 the same way as Father, Human
:: FATHER: Lucian Gur, died at age 33, Hunter
:: SIBLINGS: Tiara Gur, died at age 18, Human
Michael Gur, died at age 14, Human
:: PETS: Wolf, 2 year old Malamute

:: HISTORY: Ice Claymore, whose name was Lupe Fala Gur until five years ago, was born, and raised briefly in Moscow, Russia. When she was five, her father, the only hunter of the family, revealed to her the world that he both feared and hated that was full of dangerous demons that plagued their Earth. After that, he started to train her a little at a time for a year.

At a year, Ice was handed off to the former Ice Claymore, her mentor that taught her for eight years in her mansion in a rural part of Russia. He left with words of love, and what returned within a week was a devastating letter that his body had been found in a nearby forest, mauled by an animal. But they knew it hadn't been an animal. It was then that her training really began.

The original Ice trained her in her home, sometimes leaving for long periods of time for hunting missions. She learned much, and longed to be out in the field. It wasn't until she was 14 that she got her wish, a wish that she would forever regret ever having.

Ice and Lupe had been assigned to a team that would be the ones to take down Lilith, the mother of darkness, and all vampires. They knew it would be a dangerous mission, but they took it anyway, just so they knew that the dangerous vampire was killed, and killed the right way. But the only ones that were killed were Ice, and a few low-ranking hunters, while everybody else, including the new Ice, escaped the pain of Lilith's shadows.

Within a year, Lupe's name was changed to Ice, and she was promoted from apprentice Claymore, to Ice Claymore, which is where she is now. Her bright personality has been ruined by the tragedy, but she thanks god that she was never the one that had to kill Ice so she could become what she had always dreamed of.
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Out Of Character!

:: YOUR NAME/ALIAS: Ginger
:: YOUR AGE: 17, 18 in February
:: CONTACT: PM, text from Staff
:: ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: October 2009, so about a year and a month
:: OTHER CHARACTERS: Emily Níðhöggr

:: ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE: From a private roleplaying site

Arielle Diamond's control of the air curled her hair as she brushed it out and parted it before slipping on a white and blue embroidered dress that she wore very rarely, only for the Ceremony of the Aces. The skin tight bodice that reached from mid-thigh and came up to over her breasts made her incredibly billowy dress appropriate with the tall slits up the sides. When it came time for her to step forward, a small tornado-power would incase her, and most likely send the dress above appropriate heigh, and the bodice would let her keep her modesty. A slight breeze picked up a small dusting of glitter, and dropped it over her bare shoulders and her hair. There was a loud knocking, and when the air opened it, she looked in the mirror to meet the eyes of the Nine knight. "Are you ready, M'lady?"

"Is Mysteria down there yet?" She asked. If she was, Arie was very late.

"No, my brother is retrieving her right at this moment," he said.

"Alright, I'm coming," Arie said, and slammed the door shut. She would arrive on her own terms. So she opened the great picture window, and jumped out, letting the wind catch her and let her off outside of the main doors into the Ace Palace. The wind once again opened the doors, and she strolled in, and scowled at the spot where Lendon should of been, "Where is Lendon Club?"
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Credits!

TEMPLATE MADE BY .:margie:. WHO SPENT A LOT OF HER TIME AND HARD WORK MAKING IT. PLEASE DO NOT STEAL OR SHE WILL SEND AN ARMY OF HUNGRY WEREWOLVES TO EAT YOU UP!

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Accepted~