Label: VIRGO ENTERTAINMENT
Band: NUCLEAR PARLIAMENT
Instrument: KEYS/BACKUP
Fame Lvl: 1 (Power Lvl + Fortune Lvl)
Current MP: 16
Short Description:► Outrageous hair, outrageous smoulder. Muscular, but unpleasantly thin, all stretch marks and sinew. Face is an odd mix of androgynously handsome and awkwardly intimidating - strong, pointed cheekbones and chin, and large, arresting blue eyes with a slightly mad look in them. Carries himself so tall you might not notice how short he is. Demeanour flamboyant, flashy and cartoonishly aloof, but very much a performance.
Fame-hungry, perfectionistic, talented and clever; does 'a little bit of everything'. He's using his band as a springboard to a solo career, which makes it infuriating that he's stuck in the back row. He used to be a member of the rock band S★O★L★D★I★E★R and he will never let anyone forget it.
Of course 'Cloud Strife' is a stage name, no-one's ever been called anything that ridiculous. (His real name is Clarence Strauss.) Don't ask him about his mental health history.
Fashion style - mostly stylish basics, perhaps a little on the military end, with quiet punk quirks and rather heavy, faintly Medieval jewellery. Clearly puts a lot of effort into looking good but doesn't want to upstage his own hair.
CURRENT PHYSICAL STATUS - Healthy.
Regains So Far:►
His eyes are a brighter blue than is natural, and glow faintly (only really noticeable in the dark or if you're looking for it).► A red-light-district in a surreal city - he went into a room with a girl but had a violent hallucination of himself
► being nervous, meeting a girl at a well
► a foggy memory of a beautiful, terrifying man tearing apart a doll to find his Mother
► He was never any good at being 'Cloud'.
► He took his eyes off Yuffie and she stole his money.
Contact Player:►
deepfamilysfish
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[He's completely lost track on how she's typing. He's lost track on how he's typing. Is this sincere? Is all of it? Is any of it? He still feels too drained to think about it.]
just one question. you don't happen to know what we're supposed to wear to these things?
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[ At that, Yuffie laughs outloud. It's somehow a little better. To know it's not just her. ]
were rockstars. im betting we can get away with whatever we want.
[She hopes. Or this is going to be interesting.]
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[He says, bringing everything down.]
but it's worth a shot.
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dress codes are not the biggest problem ive dealt with.
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still, I think: just concentrate on looking good and the rest will follow.