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Portgas D. Ace ([personal profile] hiken_ace) wrote in [community profile] luceti 2012-01-01 05:13 am (UTC)

Trisha Elric | Fullmetal Alchemist | Reserved

Strengths:
+Trisha is practically a single mother, as Hohenhiem left when Ed and Al were only a few years old. Yet she still did a good job of raising them. Remember that she doesn't really have any specials skills. She's the most human, and yet she still managed to raise a good family.
+She could take great pride in her children, who could do alchemy at the young age of four. She was a very encouraging person to them, and was really happy whenever they got better.
+Trisha has great faith in people. She waited for Hohenhiem and loved him, even though she had no idea when or if he would even come home. Hell, even after death, she was still waiting for him. Ever the loyal wife.
+She's very understanding, as when Hohenhiem had to leave, she knew why and was willing to let him go. She knew he had a big mission, and wanted him to do what he had to do.
+Trisha may be normal, but to people like her family, she was someone extremely important. Think of Hohenhiem, who was immortal, yet he only fell in love with Trisha. Her sons wanted to see her again so badly they tried to bring her back from the dead.

Weaknesses:
-Out of everyone she knows in the series, Trisha is the most normal person. She has no special skills or the like, and could only brag about her sons' accomplishments.
-She mostly spends her time waiting for Hohenhiem, and never really goes out to look for him. She seems much more passive than active. She pretty much waits for stuff to happen.
-She spent most of her short life in a sheltered village, so she didn't really know much about the outside world. So she may be a bit naive.
-Let's not forget that she was only 26 when she died. She never really got to do much, as she was busy with her kids.
-Physically, she's not very strong. She never did any sort of training to make herself stronger. No combat, body building, nothing. So basically, normal.



Samples (ALL samples must be set in Luceti-verse.)

First Person: Ah.....is this the afterlife? I must say, it's a bit more homely than I imagined. There's even snow! I hope I don't catch a cold, too. Though, I'm afraid I don't quite understand why we've been given these journals. If anyone out there could please give me an explanation, I would greatly appreciate it. [You can hear her flipping through the pages of it.] But the more I look around, I'm not quite sure this is the afterlife. This place is a bit too....realistic for it, and I feel like I'm actually alive. Ah, if anyone can think of anything they can to help me find out where I am, my name is Trisha Elric if you want to contact me. An-- ow! What on earth...? Oh my. These wings....does everyone here have them? The color is certainly nice, but they're rather painful. I hope they can come off. If someone here could be kind enough to tell me, I'd be very glad.

Third Person: Trisha began walking through the town, getting her bearings straight. It was all so confusing, being in a new place right after she died. Her 'afterlife' theory was slowly fading away. This entire place felt far too real, rather than like a dream. The smells, the sounds, the feels. Everything around here, she was experiencing as if she were actually alive. But she had to wonder, why was she given another chance at life? Her boys were all alone in Resembool. If she could be given another chance at life, why not there? She shook her head, and decided to be grateful of any second chance she got. But even this way, she couldn't keep her promise with Hohenhiem. It made her feel a little sad, that even when she was alive again, her promise was being broken.

"Hm....what do I do now?" She really had no place to go, or anything to do. She could try to start a new life here, but it just wouldn't be the same as her life back home. She would never dream of marrying another man, she was far too faithful to Hohenhiem to do something like that. Trisha sat down on a bench, and let her thoughts run wild. A distant look came over her eyes. She was thinking back to her boys, and how they would be adapting. She wondered......would Edward be mad at his father? He never came home, and she spent so much time waiting for him.

As her thoughts consumed her, a thin layer of snow came upon her. She brushed it off, stood up, and began walking again. it would probably be better to keep on the move and stay warm. Where would she stay? How many of the houses were available for use? Was anyone living in them? She couldn't exactly just burst into a house to see if it was taken.

"Well, this is a fine fix. I've been here for hours, and I still don't know what I should do," she stated to herself. She paused again, before giving her cheeks a few light slaps, and got her determined face on. She could do this. She could make it work.

"Mn, it'll be just fine." You keep telling yourself that, Trisha.

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