Name: Emily Honeydew
Gender: Female.
Age: 47
Race: Human
Home World: Radiant Garden, originally. She headed off to Traverse down like the Final Fantasy gang when it was devoured by darkness.
Appearance: She's 47, but aside from a grey tint in her blonde hair, her body is as youthful as her 20 year old daughter's. She's in very fit shape, due to constant exersize and diet. She bears a few scars, most on her back or arms. The most noticable is one going right across the bridge of her nose, a quarter inch beneath her eyes. It starts halfway below her left eye, and ends right before her right ear. She wears incredibly heavy battle armor almost all the time; it's heavy enough to render an untrained twenty year old man at peak physical condition immobile. It's a plate breastplate, a spiked shoulder-pad and a non-spiked one, a pair of gauntlets, with sharpened tip fingers, chainmail greaves, and iron boots. She wears a beret instead of a helmet, wearing her bangs to the side of her face, and pulling the rest of her grey-tinted blonde hair into a ponytail. Her eyes are lime-green, matching the trim of her otherwise gray-metal armor. She has a very light skin tone, which is odd considering how much time she spends in the sweltering sun. Underneath the armor, she wears a gray bodysuit, that shows off her very impressive figure. It's very elastic, and can be pulled a full foot away without strain. She'll dress elegantly if the situation demands; much to the shock of most people, she owns a dress. It's very frilly, and off-white in color. She'll wear a pair of white stockings and white stilletto heels to compliment it. She obviously prefers her armor however. She has five swords, one at each hip, two crossed behind her back, and the third between them.
Personality: With her age and experience has come wisdom. She's blessed with great foresight, able to see most of the consiquences that would arise from an action. She is very accepting and motherly to most, but incredibly rejecting of people she deems 'stupid', 'sneaky', or 'untrustworthy' to a point of hatred. She has a somewhat biased point of view towards women, she was raised to beleive men were inferior, and much weaker and 'softer' than the 'obviously superior' female race. She's gotten over this, somewhat, though some traces of her attitude remain. She is not stubborn, but will stand her ground for what she knows is right. She's very protective of her friends, most of whom see her as a maitriarch. She'll beleive anything one of her friends tells her, regardless of staggering evidence. She's also proven to be quite violent towards criminals, especially ones who harm small children.
Elemental Mastery:
Earth
Wind
Time
Weapons: Emily uses five swords to fight, stringing together massive combos. She'll use only one, most of the time, but when it comes to fighting hoards of enemies, she's none too shy about breaking all five out. She's also quite adept with polearms, though it wouldn't be her first choice.
Fighting Style: When dueling with only one opponent, she prefers to only use one sword. She'll use two when fighting someone a bit more strong, and from then on out, her fighting style changes dramatically. She'll throw her swords, impaling an enemy, then tear it out. She'll throw her swords into the air, attacking with lightning speed, stabbing the swords into her target, then flip back, catch the swords she threw up, and repeat. She'll even use the sheathes, to block attacks. She's fast, unbeleivably so. While she is hindered by her armor, she can still move at above-average speed. If she's out of her armor, and in her bodysuit, her fighting style changes again. She'll only ever weild two swords at the most, holding them both backwards. She's completely speed-based at this point, and could work in four or five combos before you had the chance to blink. She doesn't like to use magic often, prefering to learn status skills than more difficult damage-dealing ones.
Alignment: When given a leader to serve under, Lawful. Otherwise, Nuetral.
Affinities: She's incredibly fast and strong, due to rigorous training since the day she was born. She's an outstanding swordsman. She's incredibly empathetic to those she feels deserve it, leading most people to easily trust her. She's quite literally a knight in shining armor.
Weaknesses: Her magic skills are terrible at best. She is easily 'tamed' and will serve anyone, no matter how evil he or she may be, so long as he or she shows outstanding courage in a battle against her. She takes .50% more damage from Water, Dark, and Light attacks. She'll trust her friends to a fault.
History: Emily belongs to the world-renound Honeydew Clan. The all-female clan of warriors and knights, most become mercenaries or generals. Due to her family name, she was trained from the day she was old enough to practice with a twig in the ways of swordsmanship. At the age of seventeen, she was called off to be a personal guard of a great researcher of Heartless, who feared for his safety. She grew bored of protecting the boring man, who saw her little as more than a hired muscle. Once he vocalized these opinions, she happily tied him down and let the Heartless consume him, irritated about being called 'hired muscle' by a pudgy little man. She returned to her clan for another year, and at the age of eighteen, she was considered a woman, and shunned by her clan; she was not allowed back until she secured a title. It was a family rite; if you made a name for yourself, you were allowed back in, if not, you were shunned forever. Emily went out into the world, and barely a month of wandering and the Heartless were devouring the world. She'd heard news of a 'gummi ship', that would allow travel to get away from the world of Radiant Garden. She didn't want to run from a fight, but she didn't want to fade into Darkness, either. She escaped from the world to Traverse Town, where she made a living killing off Heartless; protecting the Districts. She was highly admired by most of the Traverse-Towners. She decided that since she was possibly the last of her family line, she should have a daughter to continue her family line. She captured a particularly muscular male specimen, and... Well, you can imagine. She was pleased nine months later that she'd had a baby girl, who, thankfully, did not look at all like her father. She had the same honeyblonde hair as her mother, the same lime-green eyes. Of course, she trained her daughter as well, and by the age of ten, she too was a novice swordswoman. Eventually, after Sora came by, sealed the worlds up, then broke them back and whatnot, she left back for Hollow Bastion; now at the age of thirty-six. She brought her late-teens daughter with her, and decided to leave her with the rest of the Honeydews; they accepted Emimly as the one who'd helped the 'inferior male specimen' survive long enough to save the world of Hollow Bastion, as at the time he was in Traverse Town, Sora was still a terrible Keyblade-Weilder, and if it hadn't been for her, he'd likely have died... in her own mind, anyways. She never even directly met the 'spikey haired punk', only saw him from afar. She was certain she wouldn't like him, anyways. After wandering the worlds for a while, Emily settled back down in Traverse Town for a while, where she lived peacefully for a good long while, until a Nobody Spearman came along... The young teen's name was Saixor, and Emily thought him quite the arse. He was juvinile, moronic, and a brute. Simply everything she'd been instructed to sniff out and hate in a man. She requested a duel with the young man, who happily complied. In the end, she had won, after using two swords. However, the Nobody hadn't even flinched at any of her attacks; he was a warrior to the bone. She admired that, and happily followed the young man, serving as a maternal figure, friend, and bodyguard. She and Saixor went through many a challenge, though after deciding to finally 'rest', as he'd found his Other's sister, he magically sealed himself to sleep, and she was alone once more. She wandered aimlessly throughout the worlds again, this time with less of a goal, and more of a way to escape the Honeydew clan for a while. She'd learned that not ALL of their teachings were appropriate or correct. She'd decided to let her daughter stay there, become more talented, hone her skills more. If she wanted to swallow the information being crammed into her head, let her. Eventually, Emily stumbled upon a great magess, Vivian Angela. The youthful mage was incredibly happy to have made a new friend, and she and the knight journeyed together on Vivian's quest to become the most powerful Magi in existance. Emily viewed Vivian as a daughter to her, and often made-beleive she was. Vivian, pleased with the attention, went with it. She even called Emily 'mom', and since she was of similar features, it worked, mostly. The only thing about Vivian that displeased Emily was her seemingly nonexistant skill with a blade. Or a club. Or a staff. Or... well, anything you can physically hurt something with, pretty much. Anyone who so much as tried to lay a finger on her precious little Vivian had it snapped off, however, and many a taunting warrior found himself sprawled out on the ground, his tounge on his chest, severed by Emily. Eventually, in Agrabah, Vivian and Emily met a wandering woman of untold powers, a miss Serenade Nadaki. Sara, who had been won over by Vivian's adorable and cutesy attitude, joined Emily's party, though soon she and Vivian both left. And so Emily was alone again, in her mid-fourties. She decided to head back to Radiant Garden, and check up on her real daughter, Emmy. Emmy was overjoyed to see her mother, and was reaching womanhood... So Emily decided to take her kid on a few adventures before having to shun her again. Sure enough, she and her daughter did plenty... They gazed at the stars you could only see from Destiny Island... They watched cloud formations in the Pride-Lands. They caught snowflakes on their tounges in Christmas Town. They Trick-Or-Treated in Halloween Town. They enjoyed fireworks shows in the Land of Dragons. Then, Emmy came of age... Emily had to say goodbye to her daughter, possibly forever. She hated the Honeydew traditions, but upheld them nonetheless, confident in her daughter. The now lonely knight went back to Traverse Town, where she stayed until she could stay no longer. Adventure called out to her, and she could not ignore it's loud calls.
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(Before you say it, I know Time is a taboo element. It's ONLY USED for Time-based status effects. Read: Slow, Haste, etc. No time-freezing or anything of that nature. That's why I put it as her weakest element.)
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