Name: Tifa Lockhart
Age: 20
Race:Human
Gender: Female
Home World: Midgar
Class: Black Belt
Sub-Class: Thief
Elemental Mastery:
Primary – Earth/Planet
Secondary – Holy/Light
Tertiary – Lightning/Thunder
Weapons: Leather Gloves
Fighting style: Short
Good Qualities: Tifa is dependable and loyal, almost to a fault. She will put the needs of her friends before her own every time. Very often she will put her own insecurities aside to aid the morale of the group, supporting them with kind words and encouragement. She has the patience of a saint... well you’d have to have patience with Cloud right? She’s somewhat of a domestic Goddess, running 7th heaven with almost military precision and looking after Denzel and Marlene.
Bad Qualities: Tifa tends to keep her uncertainties behind her positive attitude, but they tend to show when she lets her guard down. Due to the tragedies of her past, she also finds it hard to be as open about herself like she used to be when she was younger. This also leads to her wary of who she puts her trust in.
She often keeps her emotions bottled up and is scared of rejection or criticism. Due to her insecurities, Tifa also questions her own judgements and worries she'll make the wrong decisions, and she often blames herself for not knowing what to do in every given situation.
Affinities: She’s good and lawful
Appearance: Tifa is 5’5” tall with long, straight dark brown hair, dark chocolate eyes and a fair complexion. She has a slender but muscular build. That being said, she has a very feminine silhouette! She wears a white crop top with a black leather zipped vest over it so that just a thin outline of the white top is visible. She wears a black leather skirt over long black shorts. The back of the skirt has a long ankle length, black coat-tail type piece of cloth attached. On her feet she wears black and white converse type sneakers. During fighting she wears black leather gloves, but these are removed otherwise. She also wears a red ribbon tied around her left bicep.
History: Tifa Lockhart was born on May 3rd in Nibelheim, a picturesque mountain village at the base of Mount Nibel on the Western continent. Her early childhood was a carefree, happy existence until one day when she was 8 years old. Her perfect world was cruelly shattered by the death of her mother.
Blinded by grief, she refused to accept her mother’s passing and decided to search for her spirit along the mountain path to the summit of Mount Nibel. Unbeknownst to Tifa, her childhood friend Cloud Strife followed her journey, fearing for her safety. And rightly so, for soon after she would stumble and fall from a rope bridge into a deep gorge below. Cloud saw this and rushed to her aid, only to find himself a second too late to reach her and also fell into the gorge. While Cloud escaped with only minor injuries, Tifa was terribly wounded and entered a coma that would last for seven days. Tifa’s father blamed Cloud for the incident and forbade him to have any further contact with his beloved daughter.
Years passed by slowly until one day when Tifa was 14, Cloud informed her that he was leaving for Midgar with the intent of joining SOLDIER. She was surprised and heartbroken at the news, for she had secretly developed feelings for her friend, feelings that she would never reveal for fear of rejection. She made him promise that if she were ever in danger – he would come to her rescue.
A year passed and saw Tifa was working as a guide for SOLDIER personnel in charge of inspecting the Make reactor on Mt. Nibel. The small group comprised of Sephiroth, Zack Fair and two Shinra MPs. Tifa failed to recognise that one of the Shinra MPs was in fact Cloud Strife. The events that followed would change her life forever. Once the inspection was complete the small group made their way back to the village leaving Sephiroth behind to tie up loose ends. Sephiroth discovered some disturbing facts about his past contained in research notes that drove him insane. He flew into a rage and burned Nibelheim to the ground, killing most of Tifa’s loved ones. Tifa pursued him as he fled back to the Mako reactor only to find her father had been murdered by Sephiroth. Unable to control her rage, she attempted to exact revenge by killing Sephiroth with his own sword but she underestimated his strength and was quickly disarmed and critically injured in return.Tifa was rescued by her martial arts instructor, Zangan, and she recovered in Midgar. From there she opened up a bar establishment called 7th Heaven and also joined the Shinra resistance group known as AVALANCHE. Sometime after this, she found Cloud out of sorts at the train station and brought him back to the AVALANCHE base to recover. Worried about his mental state, she convinced him to join the resistance and was able to watch over him from that point.
A few years after the Planet had defended itself with the Lifestream, Tifa still resides at 7th Heaven along with two children, Marlene and Denzel, who she cares for. The bar also serves as Strife's Delivery service, which such a business keeps Cloud away from home quite often.
Yet more attacks befall Midgar once again. A disease known as Geostigma inflicts many children, and also Cloud. Also, Midgar gets terrorized by Kadaj, Loz, and Yazoo, three very mental men with severe Janova mother issues. At one point, Tifa is confronted by Loz in Aerith's church, and she would've defeated him had he not been such a cheater. (Sorry, but you all KNOW this is true!)
Tifa helps to defeat Bahumut, whom the the three motherless cry boys set loose on Midgar. Then she goes with Cid and the others to witness Cloud defeat Sephiroth (yet again!) and return home where the children and even Cloud are healed from the Geostigma.
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RP Sample :
Her motions became so routine that Tifa wasn’t even aware of what she was doing half the time. Everything was cleared up from the small crowd that came into 7th Heaven for their lunch breaks, and even those few people seemed to be in the same melancholy mood she was in. Perhaps it was day itself, being so overcast and grey that affected everyone’s mood. It wasn’t the same for Tifa, though. The phone had been quiet all day. Again.
After the clean up, she distracted her thoughts and logged in the business of the day so far in the account book. Unfortunately, that only took a few minutes of her time. From there, she ventured into the stock room. It looked the same as it did yesterday, and every day before that. And for the countless time, Tifa stood in the room with her hands on her hips thinking of ways to better organize it. Already things were organized, alphabetized, date rotated, and clean enough to eat off the floor. So after a heavy sigh, Tifa gave up on any further ideas and abandoned the stock room.
She had already completed her morning routine of cleaning up the upstairs after Marlene and Denzel left. Thinking of the two, Tifa ventured out to check the clock hanging over the wall behind the bar. A flood of relief washed over her. The children would be home in about ten minutes which gave her something to distract herself until they arrived. So she prepared something for them to eat as she always did just before they got there.
The door struck against the bell as it was pushed open and Marlene and Denzel came trotting in with their satchels flopping wildly against their backs. This was when Tifa’s days always turned for the better. They were exceptionally enthusiastic with their bright smiles and chatting away at the same time while each of them held out a large sheets with paintings on them.
“Guess what, Tifa? Guess what we did in school today?” Denzel announced at the same time as Marlene.
“Tifa, look! Look what I made!”
It was the first time she smiled since they left that morning. As she took their pictures, the two of them continued chatting away and eagerly awaited her approval and compliments.
“Marlene made my hair red. It’s not red.” Denzel nudged her in the shoulder.
Marlene pouted at him as she replied. “But it makes you prettier!”
“I don’t want to be pretty!”
“But I wanted my picture to be pretty!”
Tifa’s breath caught in her throat as they had their little play argument. Each picture had a vibrant colourful representation of herself, the children, and Cloud. In Marlene’s drawing, Denzel’s hair was indeed a bold red. In Denzel’s drawing, she wasn’t surprised to see that he added Cloud’s bike. She turned to see their awaiting faces and her smile widened.
“They’re lovely. The both of you did a fabulous job!”
Their smiles beamed up at her and they began shrugging their backpacks off their shoulders.
“Do you think Cloud will like them?” Marlene asked with a hopeful expression.
Tifa gave her a nod for added assurance. “He’s going to love them just as much as I do.”
Marlene smiled again as she dropped her bag and trotted over to one of the tables to sit down. Denzel sighed at her as he picked up her book bag from the floor and set it aside against the wall along with his. When he looked back up at Tifa, he appeared older than what he was.
“Has Cloud called today?” He made sure he kept his voice low enough for only Tifa to hear.
Tifa struggled to keep her smile, although it didn’t reach her brown eyes. She set the drawings on the bar table, then reached out to ruffle his hair a bit. “No, sweetie. Not yet. But he will, I promise. He always does.”
Denzel nodded then silently walked away to join Marlene at the table. After a small sigh, Tifa pushed her dark hair behind her ear and turned to get the snacks she prepared for them. There was a half of a sandwich for each of them, each with a small bowl of fruit, and a few of the cookies they favoured along with glasses of milk. Just light enough to get them through till dinner. After confirming what homework each of them had for the evening, she left them to eat and retrieved the pictures they had made.
She chose the wall right at the base of the stairs to tape them up on. It would be the first thing she would see before having to start another long day and she could see them in passing during the day as well. After securing them in place, she grazed her fingers over the rough texture of the paint and tried to smile again as she whispered.
“Please Cloud…. Just come home.”
November 13th 2012, 3:07 pm by 
