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Faulty Ambition Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 12:58 pm
 This is the profile format for both Fallen Dreams and Dawning Redemption. Please fill it out and post your Fallen Dreams character profile only here. You must post a profile here and post an agreement in Laws Of The Dark before you can start roleplaying. Otherwise, your posts will be deleted. Thank you. The Dark Powers That Be Gaia Username: BasicsName: (Your Character's name) Occupation: (Your character's normal job) Powers sad Any extraordinary natural power that your character possesses) Age: (Your character's age, in years. If a savior from the Core, add 2 years to their age in the Core) Gender: (Male or female?) AppearanceHeight: (Your character's height, feet and inches) Weight: (Your character's weight, pounds, yes, you have to give a weight) Eye color: (The color of you character's eyes) Hair color: (The color of your character's hair) Skin color: (The color of your character's skin) Hair length: (How long is your character's hair? Where does it fall?) Hair style: (Is it straight, wavy, curly? How is it styled?) Build: (What does their body look like? Fat, thin? Soft, Muscular?) Appearance: (Now take a moment to write a paragraph or two describing your character in detail. Include the above facts and add in any others about how they look that you think you should.) StatsHistory: (Tell a little bit about what your character's done before the RP. Their family life? Their past exploits? Their childhood?) Weapon: (What does you character use to fight? Please note all weapons that your character uses here.) Personality: (How does your character act around other people? Alone?) Motive: (Why does your character do what he/she does?) Allegiance: (Who or what does your character work for?) Strengths: (What is your character best at?) Weaknesses: (What is your character not so good at?) OtherOutfit: (What does your character wear?) Fighting Style: (How does your character fight? Brute strength? Strategy? Evasion and retaliation? From a distance?) Dislikes/Hates: (What can't your character stand?) Likes/Loves: (What does your character really like?) Romantic Interest: (Does your character have a special someone? If so, who?) Quote: (What is something your character would be likely to say?)
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:37 pm
Gaia Username: Jasae Bushae
Basics
Name: nagi wildwen
Occupation: unknown
Powers:has a talent for getting around, can get back up from a rough fall, does this wierd floaty weapon thing
Age: 17ish
Gender: male
Appearance
Height: 6'7
Weight: 150 lbs
Eye color: brown
Hair color: green
Skin color: paleish (whatever the word is )
Hair length: to bottom of shoulder blades
Hair style: uh....(not sure how to descrie)
Build: a bit on the thin side
Appearance: a green haired fellow with brown eyes and strange ears
looks oddly similar to somebody else.....
Stats
History: nagi has been wandering about looking for someone and tries to keep quiet on his past
Weapon: switchblades that come out of the toes of his shoes and ocasionaly a second weapon that hes not as skilled with
Personality: for the most part remiss and soul searchy
Motive: he has questions about himself hes hoping to resolve
Allegiance: nobody at the moment
Strengths: he isnt easily fooled a huge diffrence from the one hes looking for
Weaknesses: hes very indecisive right now and unsure what to do
Other
Outfit:
black bucket hat with two green stripes
headphones around neck
face wrapped in white linen
blue short sleeve button up shirt with two white stripes
black gloves with metal plating over for protection
cd player on belt
black poofy pants
white socks
and strange over sown blue shoes
Fighting Style: he fights in a attacking from multiple sides style...good against multiple enemies
not so much when facing a single strong oponent
Dislikes/Hates: he gets anoyed by those broody folk who sit and mope and takes great pleasure smacking em upside the head and teaching them common sense 3nodding
Likes/Loves: he has a facination with weapons for reasons unknown
Romantic Interest: none presently
Quote: "have you seen an odd bumbely fellow with green hair? probaly falling from a high place or being chased by something pointy?"
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Faulty Ambition Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 5:46 am
Gaia Username: eviltwinears
Basics
Name: Alabaster Soluna
Occupation: bounty hunter sounds about right
Powers: none of his own except for a very strong connection to the Vices
Age: 27 (when he was shattered, but that was a very long time ago)
Gender: male
Appearance
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 87 lbs
Eye color: Luna's silver
Hair color: Grey as a beam of perfect moonlight
Skin color: Pale with a deathly palor
Hair length: to the blades of his shoulders
Hair style: Straight with slight waves. Parted above his right eye and falling over his left, looks like the hair of a dead man
Build: slender with wiry muscles.
Appearance: An older man dressed in all white with flowing white hair landed softly on the outskirts of Kabina. His moonbeam colored eyes caught sight of the smouldering towers and he chuckled. His laughter rang out with a sound of mirth, cruelty, and insanity. "So they do work faster when they have money!" The man named Alabaster Soluna announced to the five foot long bladed rifle strapped to his back.
They are royals. What did you expect? came the rifle named Hunger's reply.
"Heh. Here come some little angels to dance a little jig with me." Alabaster grinned as two citizens of Kabina rushed over to him to see if he was in need of any assistance. After all, Kabina was neutral. They were known to be quite hospitable, even when in crisis. The man in white chuckled as he slashed at them with Hunger. The two angels didn't, and wouldn't ever, get up again.
"Onward! To the heart of this damn playground!"
Alabaster chuckled as he set off for the center of Kabina, felling anyone who crossed his path.
A few minutes later, the man in white came across an angel and a man in a tornado.
"Ah! The lovely Aki! How... lucky... for me to run into her!" His grin widened. He pulled Hunger from his back and leved it at Aki. "Could you tell me, miss, what is the best way to kill an angel?"
His laughter rang out again.
Stats
History: Alabaster has been behind many, many assasinations and large scale threats. Not much else is known about his past by anyone alive. He was shattered before his life as a bounty hunter began. The details of his being "shattered" are known to a very very small select few. They wouldn't even consider telling you.
Weapons: the sentinent weapon incarnations of the Vices.
Hunger/Gluttony - a rifle that eats more than just gunpowder
Thirst/Despair - an empty flask that will never be filled
Lust/Sloth - a whip that knows the lazy pleasures of the flesh
Addiction/Discord - a rapier that can shatter even relationships
Pride/Hubris - a pair of wings that fly highest of all
Hatred - a stiletto that even light dares not to touch
Envy/Greed - a pair of gauntlets that have amazing grip, on any surface
Anger/Fury - an axe with a blade that gleams more fiercely than its reverse.
Personality: Being shattered, Alabster has more personalities than you could ever imagine.
Motive: No one is quite sure, mayhaps not even himself. Some claim he kills and steals for the adrenaline rush. Others claim that he does it out of habit. Then there are those who say he just does it for fun... And there are others who would rather live to see another day.
Allegiance: the Vices
Strengths: Alabaster bears few exceptional skills except for his prowess in battle and the aid of the Vices.
Weaknesses: Alabaster is not one who can stay on his feet after a strong hit.
Other
Outfit: Alabaster wears long, loose fitting yet elegant pure white clothing. Usually pants, a shirt, and an overcoat at least.
Fighting Style: Fighting Style: Alabaster's fighting style could easily be described in the single word, cruel. He tends to destroy large ammounts of things and maim his opponents before killing them or stealing their souls.
Dislikes/Hates: Just about everything, especially the Vices...
Likes/Loves: Not much, or at least nothing that anyone else knows of.
Romantic Interest: That would be quite difficult with the Vices...
Quote:"Drink your future from the barrel of a gun."
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 6:27 pm
Gaia Username: silentdraconis
Basics
Name: Mara Nightwalk
Occupation: Mercenary/assassin-for-hire
Powers: Hypnosis
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Appearance
Height: 5'10”
Weight: 135
Eye color: Fiery amber-gold
Hair color: Black.
Skin color: Slightly olive-tan.
Hair length: To the shoulders
Hair style: Straight, but always swept into a pony tail, two locks left free
Build: Slender, muscular, and curvaceous.
Appearance: Mara is the tall, mysterious type. She dresses in whatever clothes will keep her out of mind. She wears her shoulder-length hair tied back, with two slightly longer locks left free to frame her face. She is pretty, beautiful, even, with a face sculpted by Pygmalion and hair drawn from the smooth dark waters of the eternal river Styx. Her body was once as perfect as her face, but is now marked with the scars of dozens of battles. Her beauty is marred, though not by the proudly borne battle-scars, but by her eyes. The fiery, amber-gold orbs hold a strange spark, deep within their depths, far beyond where most eyes would search and see. That light warns of a danger lurking deep within, hidden behind the face and sharp mind. Unaware of it or no, those that meet her eyes feel some vague uneasiness that is not banished with the breaking of eye-contact, nor with her departure.
Stats
History: Once the daughter of a powerful family of assassins, the wife of another assassin, and mother of a young girl. However, she left them, all of them--the money, the family, the child--to branch off. How or why she came to the fallen Myria are unknown. Indeed, about all that is known, is that insanity runs in her family, and if her kindred could be reached, they would say that, surely, Mara has fallen to the old family curse.
Weapon: A naginata, forged by her own hand, set with a twelve-pointed star and crystal of gray-black mist. The four primary points are longer than the other eight, and the whole symbol forms the emblam of the Nightwalk blood-line. The shaft is cored in lead and made of teak stained dark, with steel caps on either end. The blade, some eighteen inches of sharper-than-a-razor steel, is blackened to the cutting edge, which glitters like stars in a night-time, moonless sky. In her hands, the weapon is as good as Death's own scythe for claiming lives. She bears knives, and a light crossbow enameled black as well, and a kajar of black and silver at her waist, but her Glaive is her first choice.
Personality: Cold. Even when angered she is cold, calculated, even, in her actions.
Motive: The theory is she is as mad as Nightwalks come, or that she loves the feel and taste of blood. In truth, it could be both and much more; even Mara will not argue for her sanity—she's more likely to kill.
Allegiance: Herself and herself alone.
Strengths: Killing, hiding her nature
Weaknesses: Restraining her lust for revenge.
Other
Outfit: Tight pants of deep black, calf-high boots of equally somber color, and a corset-like top that laces in front and back over deep blue panels.
Fighting Style: Sneak up on her target, then kill anyone in her way getting out, sometimes getting in.
--She never fails to kill.
Dislikes/Hates: Weaklings, cowards, people who think they can escape from her. She also hates white chocolate.
Likes/Loves: A challenge, blood, her Glaive
Romantic Interest: She had a husband—whether she still cares for him or not is hidden behind the gold of her eyes.
Quote: "A Warrior's soul is her blade. When all else is gone, her soul will live on in her weapon."
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silentdraconis Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 2:44 pm
Gaia Username: DeVars
Basics
Name: Yukami Verzerrung
Occupation: Alter-ego
Powers: Draining magicka, skills and strength. Debilitation. Powers of the Savior of Space. Rune Creation. Ridiculous agility and luck.
Age: 10003, he's lapses lengths of time by sleeping.
Gender: Male
Appearance
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 138 lbs.
Eye color: Right: Purple; Left: Green
Hair color: Platinum
Skin color: Fair
Hair length: Neckline
Hair style: Straight, mostly straight.
Build: Average
Appearance: Yukami's hair is always short on the back end, his hair of dull silver platinum. His signature outfit is a purple tee, grey slacks, leather shoes, a long coat and the red bandana. There's a tattoo of ancient Reito glyphs at his back that reads "Nikushiimi" and literally means "Hatred"
Yukami is mostly seen having a black glove or gauntlet called EVE on his right hand. Not much is heard, but few also say he carries an arms-length leeching blade hidden in his coat.
He is mostly seen with a young girl, Claire, tugging with him - or most of the time, clinging on his neck. Claire is a sohee ghost and can only be seen by seances and psychics, though, at her own will, can make herself be seen by normal people. Claire follows Yukami through and through - in hopes to find an ends to her restlessness. She had been Yukami' most trusted companion eversince he saved her out from an ancient ruin on the forest of darkness. Claire and Yukami share a mental link that crosses worlds and tends to be unbreakable.
By way of appearances many people mistake Yukami for a savior named Vincent - and both do look the same under a quick glance. . . and maybe even longer. The difference may only be the way they do things - and the only way to know it is to know the two.
Stats
History: "If there was a reality such as this, then who would wish to be awaken", Claire looked at him, then back to the silken flowers. The cool sunset orange had bathe their skins that it shows gold rather than the normal, common, dull hues.
"I would.", he looked down. . . looking at the river bend to see the flows move so rapid that it misses every second or two. The whole illusion wasn't perfect - after all - illusions depend more on the victim's perception to stay potent.
His eyes started to discolorize, purple tinge quickly climbing and eating away the green iris that meets it's territory. The whole bend now looks like a series of still pictures - each one almost the same as the next, with a subtle difference of time flow. "Kono te no nara. . . naze. . . ?! "
Nightshade was released from it's sheath, gliding out to the thin air to the wide riverbend. It's slash took out a thrashful of water on impact. A fiber of dream broke in the process but healed away afterwards. DeVars saw the effect of decay on the spell - a grin awoke his smooth form.
Slash. . . and another followed in a desperate attempt to get out of the dream. Each time, his form changes too - caught from the actual energy the spell uses - turning him more of the demon that he was. "Uzatte!", another hit the waters, a wound of blank space opened a centimeter but then closed again, "Mendokuze!", two quick slashes and no progress yet still.
"Kono !", the dream bubble shattered a piece from where Yukami hit, cracks dance in a crooked fashion followed by Yukami and Claire jumping down and back to the high floating balcony of the shadow castle. It didn't stop to just that, Yukami held out a hand that formed a dark mass of energy on it and whispered curtain call to the clever illusion spell, "Hajimeteruze. . . ~kurushiteyaruze!!!"
Weapon: Mainly fists and feet, a martial art known as "Kaiten Renshuu" or "Endless Cycle".
Sometimes he implements EVE, his blacksteel gauntlet/glove, and summons an Eisentiere to change it's appearance:
- Fangriser [on Eisentiere Fenrir] = EVE transforms into a grisly Jur. This weapon ups his speed and has elemental affinities to air and water. Fenrir is a dire wolf eisentiere.
- Rev Anthem [on Eisentiere Laevantainn] = EVE transforms into a snake whip. Fully transformable, this is one of the most faved weapons of Yukami. The whip can coil in his hand and become more of a glove, be launched like a grappling hook , be used as a constricting device and so on. It has elemental affinities to poison and earth. Laevantainn is a wurm eisentiere.
- Uber Liar [on Eisentiere Belial] = EVE transforms into a crescent blade. This blade not only comes with a movable hinge but is also equipped with micro serrations that cut up it's prey's flesh to futility. Uber Liar has affinities to fire and illusion. Belial is a mole-demon eisentiere.
- Sync Layer [on Eisentiere Syn Claire] = EVE transforms to Claire, and another Claire - loops to infinity. Each Claire has is part of a chain web of mental networks led by the original eisentiere, and each of them has EVE on her left hand. Each clone fizzles when hit with something that could knock off consciousness. Sync Layer has affinities to Life and Harmonics. Syn Claire's classification is still under debate.
- Nightshade [on Eisentiere Nightshade] = EVE melds on to Yukami. He's personality changes erratically and breaks all the ability to control his powers. His strength quickly decreases too, and because of that, he tends to extend his sapping radius to get energy on nearby living things to sustain himself. Not much information around this skill as this one rarely happens.
- Lucient [on Spiegeltiere Lucy] = Yukami goes into his shadow form, an anthromorphic feline that grows magnificent lavender wings at his back, sheathable claws and darkvision. Lucy is a familiar given to him by Rika to help him in whatever pinch he may come into.
Leeching Blade "Nightshade" = another, more common form of the eisentiere. This blade glows in an eerie purplish dark cloud and drains the life force of whatever it cuts to an extent of a feet's radius.
Personality: If deVars is a man of few [good] words, then Yukami is full of it, bad ones that is - he moves and watches in for events, mostly fights in which he gathers skills to make new moves. The cold and calculating facade is always mistaken for some bully - and is often led to fights, though - often too, that it finishes half-baked.
Motive: Get back to his homeworld and destroy the anti-varsicari.
Allegiance: His own self.
Strengths: Hatred
Weaknesses: Hatred, impulsiveness and frequent rushes to finish a fight.
Other
Outfit: Purple tee, grey slacks, leather shoes, long coat, black leather gloves and a red bandana.
Fighting Style: Yukami mostly fights on melee, rushing in for quick and deadly strikes. He's skills aren't made for fighting, so - he'd rather deal in the finishing blow quick than end up going strategic.
Dislikes/Hates: Every hurdle on his path
Likes/Loves: Meira, Claire and Rika Sonuas
Romantic Interest: Rika Sonuas
Quote: "Sheesh."
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 2:29 pm
Gaia Username: setasuna
Basics
Name: Yuki Uta
Occupation: assaign
Powers: He can hypnotise people who look directly into his eyes and they will do whatever he tells them. Though it only lasts until the charcater undercontrol 'wakes up' by being hurt or having water splashed on them.
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Appearance
Height: 6' 5"
Weight: 141
Eye color: Dark purple- almost black
Hair color: Black
Skin color: pale, almost snow white
Hair length: Medium, it falls two inches past his ears
Hair style: His hair is perfectly and eerily straight
Build: He is thin and looks to have almost no muscle
Appearance: Yuki stands a tall 6' 5" and seems to have almost no muscle mass though he is in fact very strong. With his pale skin, dark eyes and dark hair he seems to be a vampire. In the dark his purple eyes seem to have an almost blood red glow to them. He has long bags that are just barely shorter than the rest of his hair, his hair reaches two inches past his ears and always grow instantly back when ever something cuts it. His black hair cannot grow long or in any other style. He towers over most everyone in an imposing manner.
Stats
History: Yuki was raised in a rich home, but his father- an avid gambler lost it all. His home was broken before that though, his father would get drunk and beat his mother who would in turn beat his sister who Yuki would try to protect. When they lost it all Yuki's father killed his wife from beating her and started on his sister but Yuki stopped him and killed him. His sister, Aurilia was now blind so Yuki had to find a way to support her and had to turn into an assiagn- he learned to love his job. His sister is now dead- she was only 14.
Weapon: Yuki will use his bare hands most of the time but when the fighting gets tuff he will revert to his magic and pull out a 12' long sword he named Uriel.
Personality: Yuki- to most people will be outgoing in a cruel manner, insulting everything about them and what they love. He will also attack people randomly, for the fun. To the few people whom he likes he is incredably nice, polite and will do almost anything for them.
Motive: He hates the world, he hates how all this bad luck had fallen onto him and his sister. He will do anything to give himself a sense of ease including killing the innocent.
Allegiance: My character works for no one in particular just random customer and people he likes
Strengths: Killing people
Weaknesses: Speed, he cannot run very fast and magic seems to have a great effect on him.
Other
Outfit: Yuki wears a white button down shirt, a black waistjaket and black slacks. He wears a black bucket hat with a silver buckle on it. He also wears a silver chain that goes to his pocket and its connected to a silver pocket watch- the watch of death.
Fighting Style: Yuki tends to lurk behind his marks then strangling them but if that doesn't work then he improvises, doing whatever he feels is nessisary to kill the mark.
Dislikes/Hates: Yuki really really hates spiders
Likes/Loves: Cute guys ((he's gay- I wanted to try something new...)) and killing
Romantic Interest: No
Quote: "When the big hand reaches the little hand at the 12 then you die."
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Posted: Wed Aug 09, 2006 2:26 pm
Gaia Username: Kikuka
Basics
Name: Mizu Tomoshibi
Occupation: Priestess/Sorceress
Powers: Powers associating with the Arora Borealis [Northern Lights], the Moon and water
Age: It's not known, but she's close to 16. She acts older.
Gender: Female
Appearance
Height: About 5 foot 6 inches.
Weight: Surprisingly, only about 110 lbs.
Eye color: A rich darkbrown, at times they appear a peircing red.
Hair color: A bright, vibrant blue.
Skin color: Near white, she's very pale.
Hair length: Her hair decends to about her hips.
Hair style: Perfectly strait, most often it's seen pulled back in a half pony-tail with a black ribbon.
Build: Pencil thin.
Appearance: Mizu dresses herself in all black, so to easier to blend to the bleakness that seems to cling to the space around her. Her vibrant blue hair stands out brightly against both her white skin and black clothing. Her eyes while can be a soft and kind amber turn a peircing red in anger. Her ears are unique, sticking out from her hair they are elonated and pointed, much like an elfs, which is strange for she has no elf blood in her. On her right shouder is a scar shaped as a star. On the back of her right hand is a scar shaped in a merged sun and moon.
Stats
History: Alot about Mizu is unknown for the fact that she was found outside the Myrian forest by the once great Mother Oak at what they thought was near the age of five. Her strange atributes made it certain she did not come through from earth. Even if she had, it would be unknown how, as the Mother Oak was dead. Rumors about her spread around the dark lands of Myria and about the kind old couple who'd taken her in. The rumors stopped when the couple was found dead, the people feared they'd be killed by the strange girl. Now no one at all knew anything about Mizu, the couple had been the only ones to get the truth from her.
Weapon: An ice blue fan of delicate silk, its razor edges are deadly. She's adept at bow and arrow.
Personality: Mizu acts silent and cold, always seeming to be brooding or planning something deep within her thoughts. Around others, when she's given the chance to talk she's sarcastic and mocking. She doesn't know how to act around people and she doesn't want to be hurt by people either. Her opinions are strong and dominate most of her actions, leading her to do the sometimes harsh things she does.
Motive: Her opinions and feelings. Though she hates it her hidden feelings dominate her compleatly.
Allegiance: She works and acts for no-one but herself.
Strengths: Archery, hiding feelings, sarcasm, blending into crowds, not being noticed, getting her voice heard when she wants is heard.
Weaknesses: Pushing her feelings aside, dominating her own actions, associating with people.
Other
Outfit: A black dress with tight bodice and full skirt. It's plain and simple, no lace or any added unneededs. Black stockings keep her legs warm and sturdy black, lace up boots cover her feet. The sleaves are purposly too long, extending down to the knuckles on her hands hiding a dark secret.
Fighting Style: She fights using her sly cunning style rather than brute strength or anything else. She tends to intimidate others using sarcasm.
Dislikes/Hates: People with an ego, stariotipical types, nosy people.
Likes/Loves: Secretly she loves music and a good book. She's a hidden romantic.
Romantic Interest: That's for Mizu to know and and everyone else to wonder.
Quote: "When given lined paper, write the other way."[disclaimer, not mine]
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Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 10:06 pm
Gaia Username:
Basics
Name: Penguin
Occupation: bloody thirsty fowl
Powers:can magicly summon a seemingly infinite number of butcher knives
Age: unknown
Gender: unknown
Appearance
Height: 3'0
Weight: 60 lbs
Eye color: black
Hair color: none
Skin color: blue
Hair length: bald
Hair style: bald
Build: bowling pin
Appearance: a blue penguin
Stats
History: a penguin with homicidal tendecies and a thirst for blood
hes already killed his savior and now he will kill you all!
Weapon: butcher knife
Personality: evil surfer
Motive: the penguin is the embodiment of all of beginners fears made manifest
Allegiance: nobody
Strengths: the element of surprise
Weaknesses: just a penguin
Other
Outfit: *gasp* that penguin isnt wearing any clothes!
Fighting Style: knife wielding mass murder
Dislikes/Hates: the living
Likes/Loves: killing
Romantic Interest: none
Quote: time to die dood!
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Posted: Tue Oct 31, 2006 5:48 pm
Gaia Username: Jllewoh
Basics
Name: Lilith Thunderholst
Occupation: Sanity's forgotten child
Powers: Can enter a state of insanity that will invoke godlike strength
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Appearance
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 127 lbs
Eye color: Cold grey
Hair color: Dull brown
Skin color: Light tanish color
Hair length: It falls to the end of the vertebral column
Hair style: Straight. Grouped into a ponytail-like gathering at the back, two medium-sized strands branching off the bangs on both sides.
Build: Skinny and soft
Appearance: Lilith has dull brown hair that goes down to the bottom most part of her back and is pulled into a ponytail-like gathering. She has two strands of hair that branch off of the sides of her bangs and they reach the bottom of her shoulders. She wears a white dress with a large white collar, and is protected by front body armor that has purple and red designs on it. There is a chain that wraps around her torso and hip region with a kunai at the tip of it; it also holds her dagger and sheath. Her left hand wears a large claw ,with which she rips,tears,and/or minces other people's flesh, and a large skull gauntlet on her wrist; her right hand bears a rather large crimson red scythe that could cleave clean through any bare human. Her eyes are a cold gray and her face has an almost cynical laughing look to it. Her face tells the tale of a girl without a normal mind, but of a girl whose mind is constantly in motion, jumping from thought to thought,hearing voices,etc. Yes, she is a slight schizophrensic, but mainly it's just pure insanity.
Stats
History: Born into a poor family, she lost her mother at seven years of age. Her father couldn't uphold the family with just one source of income and therefore their house was taken. Her father couldn't bare it any longer and he commited suicide when she was ten. Gone off to live with her aunt on her mother's side, she learned all the things a little girl should learn, however turburculosis took her aunt and she was then alone. With no place to go, no food to eat, and no shelter from the world, she snapped at age twelve. From then on she lived in a small cave eating whatever she could find. She came across all of her items from stealing. And now she has the desire to do whatever the voices tell her.
Weapon: She mainly uses the Scythe(Doris) but when she needs to land a swift close combat blow she uses her claw(Marco). She has also been known to use the dagger(Sandy) in times of great need.
Personality: She has actually been able to act sane around other people, but alone she rambles endlessly,talks to herself and the voices in her head, and holds conversations with her weapons.
Motive: No reason whatsoever...Just pure insanity...
Allegiance: The voices
Strengths: Screaming at the top of her lungs in a shrill voice that sounds like that of a demon cat.
Weaknesses: Monotonous noises, deep barotone noises, and anything that excites the voices into a bussle...
Other
Outfit: A full white dress with armor protecting the front, and gray boots.
Fighting Style: She fights with a haphazard style all her own. She weaves here and there, dashing to and fro, just a moving target, and yet it seems to work so very well.
Dislikes/Hates: A flock of birds
Likes/Loves: Silence...
Romantic Interest: The only special moment she ever had was when a handsome young boy about her age said hello to her and offered to help her when she was fourteen, but this was after sanity left her, so she doesn't actually remember it. (Not really all that special)
Quote: Please be quiet, I can't hear what they're saying...
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 9:33 pm
Gaia Username: delbosque
(Attention: this character is almost but not quite the same as her counterpart in Light Myria. Please note that the basic differences involve: pronunciation of her name, what she sells, how she laughs, the type of truthfulness one can reasonably expect from her, the nature of the exceptions to her conjuring, and the color of her shawl.)
Basics
Name: Liza (pronounced LIE-za)
Occupation: Sells bugs on street corners.
Powers: Ability to conjure tangible objects, including flora and fauna.
Age: 87 (unless she lost count somewhere along the way, which is probable)
Gender: Female
Appearance
Height: 4’ 10” (used to be 5’ 6”, once upon a time...)
Weight: 180 lbs.
Eye color: Grayish-green; usually dull-looking and almost filmy, but sometimes shiny.
Hair color: Drab, dull, and gray--with an occasional shiny silver strand.
Skin color: The hue of pale hot chocolate, hazelnut-flavored and diluted with lots of milk.
Hair length: It probably would fall to her waist if it weren’t pulled up all the time.
Hair style: Straight, in a bun in back of her head with a small stick in it, with dry crackly split ends on all the bits of hair that stick out.
Build: Soft and squishy-looking, sort of pear-ish and slumped over.
Appearance: Liza’s general appearance is like a lumpy pear which is growing various kinds of mold on it, represented by the hodge-podge of faded old fabrics she typically wears. She shuffles around taking small steps almost all the time, and speaks in a low, quiet, wheezy voice with a slight rasp to it. Her laugh is a sort of a raspy cackle.
Stats
History: Liza’s childhood, past exploits, and former family life were largely uneventful, and are now distant enough to be essentially irrelevant. She once was an ordinary child in an ordinary home, who grew up to be an ordinary woman who grew old in an ordinary way… but learned conjuring as she did so. Because of the temporary nature of everything she conjures, she is only permitted to sell things that she is unable to conjure--in order to prevent her from mistakenly selling something that will fade away.
Weapon: Anything she can conjure which would be useful in the current situation.
Personality: Liza is often confused and disoriented. Most everyone thinks she’s crazy, including (as she says) herself. Sometimes she seems to be talking to herself, or to some imaginary person (or people) not really there.
Liza loves to tell the truth… embellished and twisted for her own amusement. Any time she can confuse people on purpose, she will. Of course, she often doesn’t know what she’s saying anyway, and if possible is more likely to confuse herself before accomplishing it with anyone else.
Motive: Liza’s primary motivations are to earn a living and have fun confusing people. She usually will readily agree to help others when asked, but it’s anyone’s guess whether she will actually try to help, or simply pretend to do so while purposely messing things up for the amusement of it.
Allegiance: No current allegiances; Liza works for her own survival and amusement.
Strengths: Liza is best at conjuring things and confusing herself. Aside from the limitations listed below, Liza is able to conjure anything, though the larger and/or more complicated it is, the faster it will fade away. Anything she conjures will always fade sooner or later. Something as large and complicated as a person or other large fauna will usually only last a matter of seconds, but small nonliving objects can last all day.
Weaknesses:Liza’s conjuring excludes 6-legged insects of any sort, and anything made of copper. Additionally, Liza is unable to unconjure things. If something she conjures doesn’t work out, she has to wait for it to disappear on its own, or conjure something else that would have the ability to dispatch of the previously-conjured thing.
Other
Outfit: Liza dresses in a semi-random combination of old tattered clothing, mainly consisting of: knee-length stockings with holes in them and which won’t stay up, virtually shapeless slipper-like shoes ripped around the seams, plain skirt, blouse, vest, moth-eaten sweater, dark gray lace shawl which is missing some tassels, and a floppy hat with some small bit of a decoration on it which might be made out of beat-up feathers and (regardless of what it was originally supposed to be) it now resembles a dust bunny more than anything else.
Fighting Style: Rather haphazard. She usually conjures things that can fight for her or be useful in some other way. She doesn’t often think much about strategy or keeping her distance, but she does try to keep herself safe however she can.
Dislikes/Hates: Ham sandwiches. The color green. Whistling.
Likes/Loves: Cookies. The color orange. String instruments.
Romantic Interest: None, though it’s possible that she may have had one at one time.
Quote: ”Want to buy a bug?”
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