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Sigurd Leif; Future star
Topic Started: Mar 27 2017, 03:47 AM (544 Views)
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Name: Sigurd Leif
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Nordic - Caucasian
Affiliation: Hero
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The Character


Height: 5'6
Weight: 128
Hair: Peach
Eyes: Hazel

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General Appearance: A rather ordinary look to follow his deceptively powerful personality, the basic appearance that Sigurd gives off is misleading for that of a star athlete. For a boy in his prime growing stage he is sparking an fairly average resume in height and weight, however if their is one thing to note about his height is it comes from his rather long legs that still have even room to grow. As one would expect from someone spending his days kicking balls that his build is fairly lean, hiding the true bulk within his calves and thighs. His main trait resides on top of his head, his shagged and choppy, peach colored hair. Something that often to his disliking, making him stand out for appearance and not his own capabilities. His locks have a natural curl to them, leaving the slightest bit of point to his droopy mane. Being kept with a lazy fashion however always keeping bangs at a straight-cut style above his eyes to lessen the interference. His eyes are a fairly amber color, people often mistake them for an almost pale peach color like his hair depending on the lighting. They tend to give off a rather intimidating first glance but can suddenly change to a bland star with a moments notice, showing a lot of his honest feelings even if not intended. For a guy, Sigurd has a very pleasant complexion. Having fairly soft features that suit well with his rather noticeable eyelashes and fairly light skin. Even his face and jawline follow suit with a smooth and slightly rounded effect, leaving more of Sigurd's manly features hidden without expression or examination. And to round it all about is his expressive mouth, letting most of his emotion be shown with his features and body then elongated explanations.
(Did I also mention his legs?)
Clothing: It has almost become somewhat of a stable to rock long sleeved shirts and sweat pants or gym shorts in most of his free time. If he isn't able to run in his clothing effectively then it is a bit odd for the soccer nut. Though he is able to clean up a bit and be called a sharp dresser if he tries, leading Sigurd to two main attires. His basic out and about wear is still very casual but has a much more presentation thrown together. A white t-shirt fit snug under a light jacket with a faded blue color. As for his leggings consist mostly of different jeans or cargo pants of varying brown and blue colors, pulled together with running shoes of his teams colors, a creamy brown with teal decal and light red laces. His more athletic wear however is fairly straightforward, following his team colors is a creamy colored, long sleeved shirt with teal markings and a number 9 on the back. His sweat pants or shorts follow a design opposite to the shirt, having teal being the primary color with brown creamy lines down the side. Long white socks up to cover his calves with a stripe at the top and teal cleats. The one thing that stays true to a tee on each attire however is a lovely set of headphones around his neck or on his head. The color scheme is white and black of high quality enjoying the ability to really digest the underlining tones.

Personality: Sigurd is quite the odd commodity, often contradicting his own words and actions if he sees fit having a very selfish nature doing as he pleases. This has often lead the peach haired boy to be tricked and easily pressured if its something he cares about. While it took a while to take effect, being in the spot light for so long made Sigurd aware of his own skills, beginning to stray off his humble and steadfast path and begin strutting his confidence. Getting more and more vocal about his accolades and singing his own praise as, Heir to the pitch and Iceland's future star. (Leif being derived from the word meaning heir in old Norse.)

That being said, Sigurd is generally a calm and cheerful individual, who can lead on with a hyper and lively attitude on occasion. At heart, he is very much a heat of the moment fellow, keeping a straight line breaking through every bone and wall in his path. With hard work and determination he is a firm believer that he can do whatever he pleases no matter what anyone says or thinks. Headstrong is the perfect word for most of his actions, even at his lowest point he is able to quickly recover to keep chugging along. Within all of his efforts lies the center of his entire world, football, or soccer if you wanna be a ninny about it. Whenever it came that he was feeling uneasy or stressed, getting his head in the game by kicking a ball or strategizing his next big play always cleared his head.

That part of Sigurd draws towards his oblivious and rather innocent nature. Being so focused on a goal is a wonderful attribute, but it also makes him blind to the things around him, leading Sigurd very few real bonds due to his burning passion to succeed leaving everyone else in his dust. For being in a team sport all of his life crossing the barrier between teammates and competitors is difficult for the prodigy. His lack of longing trust has often lead Sigurd to stay center stage and act on his own even if the chances were more risky. Outwardly it seems as if he is a ball hog and simply in it for the glory, however its because of his love and dedication as captain that he chooses to shelter the blame on himself instead of relying on his team or companions to have his back.

While his trust is very iffy, Sigurd's socializing skills are impeccable. Even if he is one to toot his own horn, his silver tongue and charming nature accompanying his quirk gives off an irresistible nature about Sigurd, even if he is gloating. His tongue is sharp, his humor is sarcastic, and his attitude can reach the skies if he's pushed enough. Going past his large mouth and strong personality, its because of his earnest perseverance that makes him a very trustworthy person who consistently carries out any promises he makes. Giving Sigurd this aura that brings people towards him even if you dislike the guy, you hate to love the Heir.

You may hate to love the prodigy, but his dislike is set towards one fact, no matter how much he tries to shake it he has an overwhelming attraction towards music. Let alone being able to master any instrument from the moment he picks it up, Sigurd also finds himself able to analyze the melody and give emotion from it, giving him higher tastes as an audiophile. He finds it a distraction trying to sway away his true passion as something he can do so easily will make him lazy, opting only to use his own voice being the one instrument that he feels he's truly mastered with real effort. However, he cannot deny the amount of energy it fills him with and often has some tunes nearby, the more Sigurd delves into this world the further he finds pleasure from it as he slowly accepts it as a part he must live with.

Particularly, it is no difficult thing to really get his blood boiling in the first place, easily becoming aggressive when he feels slighted or challenged. the prodigy may wear a smirk or a smile, but in his tone and manners lie a seething nature to come out victorious and show any who try to mock his skills why he is where he is. To Sigurd, conflict is a way to grow closer and evolve, its a natural thing and without facing these head on there is no way to advance. With that mindset he is often seen near the middle of the action, either as a direct part of it or further adding fuel to the fire to hype up the mood.

With his athletic nature comes a more nit picky attitude, Sigurd likes to be very well aware of things that are happening to or around him. While giving off a innocent and always focused appearance he is fairly perceptive, he is mostly able to read the underlining problem but still keep a smile on his face. These are shown most in his healthy lifestyle, avoiding interactions with tempting foods or slyly changing topics. Another of his hidden enjoyments comes from a general thrill when facing something scary and heart pounding moments, thriving off of it even while acting like the most uncomfortable at the initial timing.

Quote(s):
"Why worry about climbing an obstacle when you can break your limits and burst straight through it!"

"Stars make the biggest impact when the fall right?"

"Where is my music when I need it..."



History:

History: Sigurd's beginnings lead him to the heart of Iceland, into a quaint home as the only child of a hard working mother. His father was a man who always did as he pleased and left to chase some foolish dream, or that is what his mother always told him. It seemed from the start the world had big things in store for the peach haired child, taking his first steps at only 7 months old getting a head start to chase his future dreams, with determination just like his father. His mother Kayo was a sweet and over caring mother who owned a bakery in the capital of Iceland, keeping herself busy with a continuous flow of customers. She always gave in to his charming ways basically becoming a tag along wherever she went.

Sigurd himself was a more laid back but shy child, his devotion to help and follow his mother like a duckling was a warming sight as he hid from the customers and family that stopped by. That was until his second Christmas, where the fumes of his passion began to flicker. What at first was an odd gift for a baby from his grandfather, turned out to be his favorite possession, a soccer ball. With his eyes glued on that round object nothing or anyone else mattered, leading a way out of his shell by pushing a ball anywhere he could no matter what stood in his path.

After a few years of bumps, bruises, and accidents from his newly found obsession his skills began to see a drastic rise. Joining a local youth group at the age of 5, it was clear that their was something different about him compared to the other kids running around with snot on fingers and smiles on faces. While around this tender age kids were finding out their quirks and wishing to become superheros, Sigurd's goal stayed true. Honestly he hadn't even noticed that his own quirk had awaken as well, it was predicted that his quirk made the young boy musically adept, to a level where he could impact others emotions. But This quickly became an after thought to his longing destiny.

The next few years is were Sigurd became a real breakout star, his love and enthusiasm for the game showed as the looming eyes began to increase with each coming game. His competitive nature made him never comfortable with were he was, even as the ace and captain of the teams he played on. Every moment he wasn't resting or in school he was hard at practicing. The only sad part of his joyous passion was Sigurd was left in a lonely endeavor. With the escalating, Leif name becoming notorious with the fans, it lead his onlookers to his mother's bakery, giving her hardly any room for even sleep let alone family time or watching him play. When it came to school he was as popular as it came, people either sang his praises or spit on his shadow from behind. His teammates would follow the latter, even with their love for the sport they knew they couldn't hold a candle to the rising star and faded into the back. The only one that pulled through was the one who couldn't do much else besides watch from the background, his grandfather. However all of these things went unbeknownst to the peach haired prodigy as his eyes stayed focused on the ball.

His accolades and recognition flew through the roof as he entered middle school, all of his previous boundaries were being broken as puberty ensued. A very exciting year hoping to bring on many new competitors for his imaginary throne and new mates that felt the same love for this sport. It seemed his hope was fulfilled as there were quite a new faces, but 3 in particular were different than the rest. Their skills were incredible and often even gave Sigurd a run for his money, finally the lonely star had something to level against. It was known that these three in particular were some of the worst at his school, but with their love for football seeming just as his he accepted them for what truly mattered. They gave encouragement and acted as a threat factor to those that tried to step on the name of their pal. At this point their bitter fangs had already pierced Sigurd, his attitude began to change, instead of humbling his caliber, he started thriving on his own hype.

This sudden impact happened all too quick for anyone to do anything about it, his mothers words weren't strong enough with her tiring schedule and with no figure left important to him, his act would continue its spiral. Halfway through the season, Sigurd would start to notice the progress of his companions in amazement. The one who bears the title, "Heir to the field" and even "Iceland's Future Star" shouldn't be having this much trouble. With his competitive at an all time high, he had to question how his friends were advancing so quickly. It took a bit to get on the same page before they revealed that they were using their quirks in secret, actually thinking that Sigurd did the same to get so good. This caught the slightly broken boy off guard, never had he really thought that people could be using their quirks or even if he could have been doing that this whole time as well. The entire situation was one he knew would have many consequences and wanted nothing but to reject it, however the poison was already set and the pressure broke through.

As the next year rolled along his practice grew to not only the field but in learning the basics of his own skills. His charisma and tongue grew all the more sharp over this period as his already charming ways lead to smooth sailings. Growing ever closer to music in this time with bittersweet results, learning a lot over these few months with the help of his trio his sweet talking quirk let them out of many problems. Thus lead toward the Junior invitational in the spring, giving star players the opportunity to play against nationally teams of varying ages. This being his first opportunity at such a grand event, had him ecstatic, even more so since his new found tricks would really be put to the ring, would it really even work Sigurd thought. The answer was an overwhelming yes as the scrimmages ensued, his prematch tune amped up his teammates power and his whispers and humming during the game were enough to alter the mindset of the opponents, leading to a demolishing season. Never before had it felt like he had been so high on the mountain, it was almost like cloud nine.

Now the only thing that stood in their wake was Japan's team, Sigurd and his group were looking directly through their opponents towards what it mean't after this. Its been said that anyone who makes a mark in this match is set for life. They arrived in Japan with moxie at an all time high even throughout the night. Smirks across their faces as they got onto the field to start, and as the whistle blew it felt the match was already checkmate. In one of the most one sided finals in history, the Junior cup went to Japan with a six to zero finish. All of Sigurd's tactics and abilities, he found himself just panting in the grass unable to fathom what had even happened. To drive him even further into the ground, as he passed by Japanese ace afterwards he spoke a sentence that split Sigurd's head in half.

"You were a disappointment."

Unable to do or say anything in such a weak and vulnerable position, Sigurd continued walking having his entire world broken before his eyes. That was when a familiar looking old man approached the distraught Sigurd after the match, explaining he could see right through their tricks and so could the other team. His preaching went on with little reaction from Sigurd until his last sentence rang through. "You're a lot like your father you know that, I've been watching over you throughout your success and you've now reached a similar crossroad that I hoped would never come. Even in your weakest moment, I can tell you are much stronger than my foolish son was, grandson." Looking up from what he could only remember vaguely was his grandfather's stone like face , placing a pamphlet in his hands before patting his head. It turns out his father cracked under a similar pressure and found himself under the side of villainy, leading him behind bars to this very day. What was given to Sigurd was a guide of the hero academy here in Japan, Yuuei.

Things had been made clear for him after that day, no matter how much he kicked the ball afterwards that love and passion that was oh so prominent, was just a bare and empty bitterness as it stood. Even so he felt more alive then ever, no matter how many clouds were overhead he couldn't help but feel like stepping up to the plate. And if that is what the man who gave him the ball in the first place thought, then perhaps its an option worth reaching for. So Sigurd put all of his energy into studies to grant study abroad, luckily his grandpa had his back with convincing his mother. Now at the age of 15, Sigurd was off to the land of the rising sun, to reclaim his world and passion for what he loves.



Combat, Stats & Earnings:

Combat: Hum of the Heir: While his quirk is best suited for long ranged support, but with his nature to take the vanguard position himself he has trouble following the right decision. He is always the kind of person to start of a fight going head to head to test his opponent and instinctively adapt as time goes on. Due to his loud personality and quirks abilities, he is often found talking or humming during battle. These tactics are used either strategically or just through his natural training to throw off his opponent and effect them psychologically. Having no real fighting background, he uses his football background to envision his enemy as not only a defender but the ball itself.



Cash: 500
Overall XP:130
Earned XP: 0
Remaining XP: 0


Stats:
Speed:Power:Accuracy:Stamina:Control:
35 (D-)
30 (E+)
25 (E+)
40 (D-)
D



Limit Pool: 25


Enhancements and Quirks.



Enhancement points: 3
Enhancement Points Remaining: 3
Enhancements:
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Quirk mastery's:

Quirk
NameTierDescription

Bard's Symphony

T3
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Techniques

Technique points: 40
Technique points spent: 10
Technique points remaining: 30

Techniques


Name Pianissimo: Disorder
T.P Cost: 5
Limit Cost: 10
Type: Debuff
Range: Short
Stats: -2 Speed affecting one person/-1 Speed if affecting up to 3.

Description: By emitting a soft and low whistle, Sigurd is able to effect a field around him in close quarters. Anyone caught within his melody's range can then feel as though their muscles have tightened making it harder to move as quickly. Causes a -2 to Speed for 1 post if affecting 1 person or a -1 to Speed if affecting up to 3 people.


Name Fortissimo: Chant
T.P Cost: 5
Limit Cost: 10
Type: Support
Range: Short
Stats: +2 Power affecting one person/+1 Power if affecting up to 3.

Description: A tune used by Sigurd often in a huddle or small group, sounding off a viking war chant along with a slow clap to boost moral. Originating as the general cheering method for Iceland's football league it felt best to honor it accordingly.



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