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fordola (rem) lupis ([personal profile] fordola) wrote in [personal profile] indigo_league 2022-11-14 03:19 pm (UTC)

fordola | final fantasy xiv

Player
Name: Kururu
E-mail: firion2j [at] gmail [dot] com
Preferred Contact: plurk @ shslivalice
Timezone: +11
Current Characters in Victory Road: Minfilia Warde

Character
Name: Fordola Lupis
Series: Final Fantasy XIV
Timeline: Post-The Lady of Bliss.
Canon Resource Links: Fandom;

As a note: Fordola and Minfilia both are from the same canon, but they have not and would not have any reason to interact.

Personality: Fordola, at her current canon point, truly embodies what happens to somebody when they're indoctrinated into the culture of the Garlean Empire. From a young age (after her father was killed by Ala Mhigans), Fordola decided that his ideals - the idea that it was better to join Garlemald then be killed by their own people - were how she would live. That she would rather become one of them then fight with her own people - and that it was better for her people, as well. She holds a single-minded desire to be respected - and to bring Ala Mhigo into the future she sees Garlemald as able to bring it. However, her single-minded loyalty has also eroded her loyalty to her own people - seen as not Ala Mhigan or Garlean.

All of her actions are fueled by but a few princibles. To unite Ala Mhigo under Garlean rule, to be respected, and to have purpose in her life and death. She believes that you cannot bring change without bloodshed, nor will people listen to what is best for them without being the stronger person. She is very, very stubborn, in other words. And hasty, at other times. And lets her anger bubble within, at most times - she is full of hatred, for all the situations she's in. She wants to make the people who've made her suffer pay.

Notably, Fordola is also quite observant. Not quite as observant as when she gets extra abilities a little later on, but she is good at noticing both when people are hiding, and if they're hiding something in their words.

If somebody outranking her, however, commands her to do something? She will barely hesitate. No matter what, she feels that her closest allies and friends would understand why she did anything, up to and including murder. Her life is her path to be what she believes is the best person she can be. (Which, in canon, is a path she needs to discover after she is captured and taken in by the Alliance - but that's not now.)

Oh, also, she's sort-of xenophobic. Not towards people, mind you! But towards the non-humanoid Spoken races of her home world (due to, again, her backstory). She was known not to respect their different cultures - causing issues. Due to everybody being humanized in Victory Road, this will likely come up in situations where heavily intelligent Pokemon are involved.

Pokémon Information
Affiliation: Rocket
Starter: Cubone (and Houndour)
Password: Atomic Fireball

Samples
RP Sample: with Machi

Victory Road Sample: There were many things that Fordola could have expected. One of them was that she would dream while under. From what little she had studied, people didn't dream while being operated on.

Still. Perhaps it was the stress getting to her. Her failures had made her snap. But if that was the case, there was a lot less hellfire and punishment, and more... work. Part of that work was getting used to the city the base was in - Goldenrod. Busy-work, Fordola assumed, or just something everybody did. She walked with her hands in her pockets, one of them gripping the red and white ball with the creature she'd gotten within. A tool, to do her job. She did not protest getting it, of course. Why bother protesting, when she clearly didn't have a choice?

But - really - a dog with skull-like markings? They were mocking her, weren't they. Figures. The people of this land would mock her, just like everybody else. At least if this land was built on the merit of these cockfights, she wasn't going to get accused of anything untoward.

The other creature she'd gotten also had a skull motif. Perhaps she should lean into it. She'd need a full team of these creatures, she reasoned. Or one of each major element. And she'd need to get them quickly, to be effective.

Perhaps she could prove herself to Team Rocket, and be seen as a loyal member. Then again, this place made Fordola feel quite... prickly.

Perhaps it was because she swore that people had their eyes on her, that they already knew. Quietly pushing her hands deeper into her pockets, Fordola continued to walk forward - before stopping. Ah, somebody in front of her. With a frown, Fordola looked them over.

"What are you looking at?"

Her thoughts could not be read on her face - no, she seemed almost casual. Well, casually prickly.

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