Character Creation

[The GFHB {HoNk}]

{{Part two}}

[Description]
Personality ➤

~~ Uta is what people say is a mixed benevolent ᴋᴀᴡᴀᴋᴏ. He has a very nice way of speaking and seems to be friendly. Although his expression almost never changes, he has an amusing way of teasing people.

Uta seems to be unfazed by most things, and will even go as far as letting someone he respects die in order to respect their will, acting as if nothing major happened afterward. As an artist, Uta holds exotic aesthetics and is often noted as having ill yet masterful tastes; he holds respect for fellow artists. Uta entertains himself through the search for inspiration and crafting masks and such based on said ideas.

Uta was sadistic and savage from his youth and appears to have left those ways behind as time passed. Though, it is revealed that he hasn't changed completely yet. Like all members of his species, he may revel in creating chaos and destruction. However, his personal motives are still unclear other than that he adheres to hedonism.

Though Uta has a undying hunger unlike most ᴋᴀᴡᴀᴋᴏ. He is of violent and sadistic orgins and a ghostly demon like that to among Yokai. He is a yokia that must eat human flesh and consume it to survive. He enjoys it greatly and has not once regretted killing victims for their flesh and parts. Wanting victims that are miserable or have committed terrible crimes and through their dreams and thoughts by driving them mad. He revels in it as he feeds on their fear. Exiting their dreams as he ends their lives and consuming their flesh until he is full. Taking what he needs for snacks and disappearing into the next victims head and the whole cycle starts all over again. Honestly Uta finds asylums and prisons make the best feeding grounds. Claiming to end their misery with each new victim.

Despite the hedonistic and sadistic side of his, Uta has on numerous occasions shown genuine concern for others. As a owner of a art studio, his reputation leads others to respect and consult him for advice. He also tends to introduce his fellow acquaintances to each other for their own benefits. He has even entered the dreams of close friends and altered their dreams to something much more pleasent. He can feel others emotions and he wished the best for people he had befriended.

[Main Traits]
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↳ Rather Benevolent these days
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↳ Unfazed by many things
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↳ Creativity and Artistic
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↳ The desire to eat alot in one filling so he does not have to for another long while.
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↳ Respects people's last wishes

╬❝I can't help but enjoy the agony and pain. The fear in their eyes. I enjoy ending their misery.❞╬

↳Likes:
⟹ Human flesh and their eyes
⟹ Art and creativity
⟹ Unusual people
⟹ Scaring people
⟹ Nightmares

↳Dislikes:
⟹ When people are rude.
⟹ Being hungry
⟹ Having one he enjoys to see get hurt
⟹ Other ᴋᴀᴡᴀᴋᴏ messing with his prey
⟹ Sour tasting flesh.

Talents/Strengths:
⟹ Creating art and masks
⟹ Creating illusions and altering dreams
⟹ Manipulating victims through their own minds
⟹ Feeling and connecting to emotions.
⟹ Feeding on fear as a alternative to flesh.

Weaknesses:
⟹ Sacrificial Items
⟹ Victims with strong blocks on their minds.
⟹ A bit to unnerving for other people
⟹ Isnt always what he seems
⟹ Weakens the longer he doesn't eat.

╬❝We all have a past. But the choice to reveal it or not is our own decision.❞╬


Relationships➛ N/A

⤿Family:

↳[A blank character that for one hardly spoke and her expression was always blank. Though when she entered somebody's mind it was best to hope for the best you lived. She was just as sadistic as her lover. Unofficialy adopting Uta when he was still living and a mere child stuck in a horror house. Having a fairly descent go to mother hood. She raised her adopted child and resides in a old asylum in the dreams of the chroniclely insane. Occasionally leaving to visit her Lover and Uta from time to time.] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
❝Mother always had a unusual way of doing things.❞

↳[Uta's father is a horrifying figure among Yokai. A murderous monster with a all impending need to feed on anything mortal. Nobody was safe and nore were their dreams. He turned people mad just for the hell of it. Having a semi grasp on family and his adopted childs upbringing. Well Uta is still alive isn't he? Well.....sorta. He fell in love with Uta's mother even if he shows it by leaving fresh human hearts where she enjoys to haunt people's minds. ] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
❝Lets not get into details. He's a topic best left alone.❞

Theme Song➛: Monster by Skillet
♛ https://m.youtube.com/?#/watch?v=oraI...

╬❝Because no one ever likes our true selves. To hide when all seems wrong. For behind your mask you are hidden from all your pains and worries.❞╬

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

 


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R O N A N   G R E G G O R Y   Q U I N N E L L E

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↳[sᴘᴇᴄɪᴇs]: Gozu
↳[ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]: Warrior
↳[ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ]: 7.5
↳[ᴀʟʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ]: Chaotic Good
↳[ᴇʟᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ]: Fire
↳[ᴛᴀʀᴏᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴅ]: ace of cups

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↳[ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ]: emerald green
↳[ʜᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ]: blonde
↳[ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ʙᴜɪʟᴅ]: muscular
↳[sᴄᴇɴᴛ]: cigarettes
↳[ᴄʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ sᴛʏʟᴇ]:
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            ❝Bringing your emotions into your job is a waste of time.
                                    CHAPTER ONE ;; ᴘ ᴇ ʀ s ᴏ ɴ ᴀ ʟ ɪ ᴛ ʏ

↳Talk shit, get hit, has never been a more telling phrase when it comes to Ronan. He's a very bold person, who holds himself to high standards, and watches closely who he associates with. He's all about appearance and typically dislikes being disheveled or showing too many intense emotions in public places. He can be naive and incredibly narrow minded when it comes to the emotions of others, and finds it difficult to relate to the majority of people he meets because he grew up in a household where stoicism reigned supreme. Thus, he doesn't often know what he's done wrong when he's done it. And his almost overwhelmingly confident aura makes him virtually unapproachable on occasion.
Due to this, he tends to hold a "take what I want, when I want" disposition in life. When it comes to partners (of which he's had very little), he wont hesitate to make his feelings known. Be they sexual or otherwise. He's a very direct person, and can even be overbearing every now and then. Though despite his occasionally aggressive behavior and his extremely high temper, Ronan despises violence in any forms. He's actually a borderline pacifist, doing everything in his power to avoid physical confrontation. It's not that he's a coward, but rather that he hates hurting people.
He's a warrior of course, because he's a Gozu, but he only every plays defensively when in combat, blocking and attempting to escape. Not to mention he's a medic on the field of battle.
Ronan yearns for companionship. He craves attention, ironically caring deeply for the opinions of others while excessively pointing out that he doesn't. He likes to be at the center of everyone's world, the limelight, admired in all ways by everyone. But he can't help but feel a longing for one person to share his deepest secrets with.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

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✘  :  The Strength of a Hundred Men  ➸  ·  ·  ·  ➸  ( (view spoiler)[Every Gozu has the strength that rivals armies from time to time, and he's one of them. He's extremely strong, and works out nearly every morning for at least three hours. He watches what he eats closely, and is even kind of a health freak. (hide spoiler)] )
✘  :  Self Preservation  ➸  ·  ·  ·  ➸  ( (view spoiler)[While not particularly immortal, Ronan can heal from minor wounds very quickly. Large wounds take a long time. This healing factor does not extend to his heart. If he happens to be stabbed in the heart, it'd likely kill him. (hide spoiler)])
✘  :  Enhanced Reflexes and Vitality  ➸  ·  ·  ·  ➸  ( (view spoiler)[Unsurprisingly, Ronan is a very durable person who can endure some of the toughest conditions. (hide spoiler)] )

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↳[ʟɪᴋᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[Bartending, loud music, cute people, drinking (hide spoiler)]
↳[ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[overtime, low pay, violence (hide spoiler)]
↳[sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[his physical strength, his bold attitude (hide spoiler)]
↳[ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[adorable people, cats, puppies, anything cute really (hide spoiler)]


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      ❝I'll slam my foot up your ass and kick you half way to Albuquerque
                                      CHAPTER TWO ;; ʜ ɪ s ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ʏ

↳Growing up in a Gozu family is very difficult ninety five percent of the time. Gozu are held to harsh societal standards, their expected to be physically strong and durable and virtually impenetrable at all times. Don't ever cry, that's vulnerability. Don't smile, they'll think they've gotten the best of you. Don't hold your head low, don't let them know. Life as a Gozu is the life of a bulldozer. And at first, Ronan was a very promising bulldozer. From a young age it was clear he was the strongest out of his four older brothers. He held potential of becoming the family head. But as time went on, his strength grew. It continued becoming harder to control, and with his parents constantly harking over his shoulders, demanding more and more of him, he finally snapped.
He ran away at age sixteen. And for a long time, he was plagued with what could have been. His mental health spiraled out of control, panic attacks were a consistent, everyday occurrence, his smoking habits were twice as bad as they are today and he made money as a prostitute in the streets of the underground yokai city.
Though he realized what his problem was eventually. He needed to stop struggling with the past and think about the present. He needed to stop working so hard at impressing people and spend that time making something of himself. He got a job as a bartender, joining the yokai royal guard. And now he's just trying to find himself in the dark.

↳[ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs]:
⇁Crushing
↳[ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇs]:
⇁cute people
↳[ɪɴғᴀᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]:
⇁Open
↳[ᴘᴀsᴛ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs]:
⇁None

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

Everyone accepted

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

 


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B A S T I A N   A B E L   B E N T L E Y

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↳[sᴘᴇᴄɪᴇs]: Osakabe [Human-Banshee]
↳[ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]: King of Ice
↳[ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ]: 7/10
↳[ᴀʟʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ]: Neutral
↳[ᴇʟᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ]: Ice
↳[ᴛᴀʀᴏᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴅ]: Ace of Cups

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↳[ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ]: crimson
↳[ʜᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ]: strawberry blonde
↳[ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ʙᴜɪʟᴅ]: muscular
↳[sᴄᴇɴᴛ]: roses
↳[ᴄʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ sᴛʏʟᴇ]:
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            ❝I'd say sorry but I'm not very good at talking
                                    CHAPTER ONE ;; ᴘ ᴇ ʀ s ᴏ ɴ ᴀ ʟ ɪ ᴛ ʏ

↳If ever there were a physical manifestation of the phrase "actions speak louder than words", it would be Bastian. He's reserved and quiet and even a little shy, but he's strong willed and courageous as well. He may not be able to express his emotions but he feels, and he feels very strongly. He's in fact, extremely sensitive and not very attuned to the emotions of others. Like a puppy dog, he followed his older brother around throughout childhood, he is a very dependent person, and he's incapable of expressing how he feels through words, so he often finds other ways of doing so. Art, music, even poetry. He's almost selectively mute, crowds make him nervous, and thus he's usually absent from large social gatherings with other noblemen.

Which of course gives people the impression that he's simply lazy. Overall, the public have very mixed opinions on him. He's viewed as a cowardly king who only earned his position through his familial line. Many think that he's lackadaisical and thick headed, some even speculate that he's actually mentally disabled due to an incident in which he choked up during a feast at his home with his family.

Bastian is exceedingly bashful when it comes to romantic advancements, but is also surprisingly romantic when it comes to physically expressing his emotions. Though a negative to being more physical is that he's also far more aggressive, sometimes his temperament gets a bit out of hand and on occasion he'll even shout or go to blows with people that annoy him. Though he'd never lay a hand on the person he loves- aka. Misa.

Speaking of which, he's completely infatuated with Misa through and through. They've known each other since childhood due to their heritage and noble origin. Though Misa had always clearly been rather afraid of Bastian, and it's not difficult to see why. It was Misa's innocence and sensitivity that had always attracted him, kept him coming back for more.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

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✘  :  Blood Thirst and Vitality  ➸  ·  ·  ·  ➸  ( (view spoiler)[Drinking blood refreshes Bastian, and he needs it to survive. He'll often partake in his cravings during nightfall, under the cover of shadow, creeping out of his home to stalk those that wander in the alleys of the city. Being half banshee makes him a little susceptible to the Ama spheres, which makes him avoid going outside much. After a fresh feed, he's absolutely filled with energy and strength. (hide spoiler)] )
✘  :  Self Preservation  ➸  ·  ·  ·  ➸  ( (view spoiler)[While not particularly immortal, Bastian can heal from minor wounds very quickly. Large wounds take a long time. This healing factor does not extend to his heart. If he happens to be stabbed in the heart, it'd likely kill him. (hide spoiler)])
✘  :  Enhanced Reflexes and Sonic Screaming  ➸  ·  ·  ·  ➸  ( (view spoiler)[Naturallly, his mobility and reflexes are a bit enhanced, and if pushed to a breaking point, he can call upon the powers of his other side, letting out an ear bleeding scream that could break nearby glass. (hide spoiler)] )

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↳[ʟɪᴋᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[gardening, cute people, training, eating healthy foods, drinking blood (hide spoiler)]
↳[ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[talking, confrontation, large crowds, speeches (hide spoiler)]
↳[sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[his physical strength, his courage (hide spoiler)]
↳[ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[adorable people, cats, puppies, anything cute really (hide spoiler)]


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      ❝I can't take care of these people, I can hardly take care of myself.
                                      CHAPTER TWO ;; ʜ ɪ s ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ʏ

↳Throughout his entire life, Bastian has been plagued with the knowledge that one day, he'd be forced to take the position of the next king. Despite his brother being older than him, and obviously far more suitable for the occupation, he was picked because his brother had declined the position. By default he would be the next in line. Growing up, he was the outcast of the family. He looked nothing like his brother and his sister, or his parents.

And the reason for that was hidden from the public, but it was due to the fact that he was the product of an affair between his mother and a banshee. His father, to the day he'd died, was unaware of that. And on top of being completely different appearance wise, he rarely spoke, a clear contrast compared to his naturally charismatic siblings. He was calm and level headed, but sometimes he'd have fits of anger, his emotions would bubble over the surface and he would do something horrible, like set the garage on fire or break windows, sometimes mirrors. He grew up with a heavy case of depression due to his isolation from the others and the lack of a person who could understand him for who he was. Though that changed around the time he turned ten, when he met Misa.

They'd been forced to hang around each other. Misa was obviously afraid of him because he was so stoic and bruting, but Bastian followed him around like a curious animal, even coming to the point where he'd stalk him through middle school and highschool. Misa was his obsession, and he had no way of expressing his feelings towards the other.. well not healthily anyways. In fact, he'd attempted to do just that when they were younger, bringing him dead butterflies that he thought were beautiful, finding dead birds that had feathers that glittered in the sunlight and dropping them at Misa's feet....

Misa didn't respond very nicely to that.

Even presently, his infatuation has yet to cease, and likely never will. Especially now that they'll be married soon. It was an arranged marriage. After both of his parents died through mysterious circumstances, he was selected, as the heir, and his "father's" sister's child was picked to be his husband on the throne. They aren't technically related.

↳[ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs]:
⇁Crushing
↳[ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇs]:
⇁cute people
↳[ɪɴғᴀᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]:
⇁Misa
↳[ᴘᴀsᴛ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs]:
⇁None

[[deleted user]]

╬❝I prefer not to use my powers, but if seems I have no choice❞╬

Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Asuka [From Japanese 明日 (asu) meaning "tomorrow" and 香 (ka) meaning "fragrance", or from 飛 (asu) meaning "to fly" and 鳥 (ka) meaning "bird". ]
↳[middle name]: Kasumi [ 霞, 花澄 f Japanese
From Japanese 霞 (kasumi) meaning "mist". It can also come from 花 (ka) meaning "flower, blossom" combined with 澄 (sumi) meaning "clear, pure".]
↳[last name]: Shimizu [From Japanese 清 (shi) meaning "clear, pure, clean" and 水 (mizu) meaning "water".]

Society➛
↳[species]: Ryurijin
↳[rank]: Noble
↳[level of wealth]: 8.5
↳[level of power]: 10 (Combat wise)
(view spoiler)[(Excels in hand to hand combat, however prefers weapons where available. Her powers allow her to bend air, metal and water and her extensive learning has allowed her to know the uses of runes and glyphs and mana manipulation to an intermediate extent (Mana is the energy, or life force, in all living things) (hide spoiler)]

Age➛ Appears to be 19-21 however exact age is unknown
⤿birthdate: 1st November
⤿zodiac sign: Scorpio

Gender➛
↳Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for: Open

Physical Apparition ➤

Usual human form

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t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Silvery pastel pink
↳Eyes Deep navy-purple
↳Scent slight Musk and coffee beans
↳Body Type Curvaceous
↳Miscellaneous None

Ryurajin Form

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t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Silvery, pale blue at the roots, fading to Pastel pink at the tips
↳Eyes Navy blue and neon purple cat eyes
↳Scent Metallic
↳Body Type Curvaceous
↳Miscellaneous None


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Dressing Style➛
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Noble

Casual

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Casually, she would prefer to wear a sweater, skirt, stockings, boots and a scarf however she instead opts for a more extravagant ensemble due to the appearances she has to uphold in her family name. Because she is the daughter of a military general, she was always taught to be battle ready, which is why she prefers her attire to be less constricting of movement and more versatile.

History ➤
Asuka is the daughter to Kuro and Kasumi Shimizu, and heiress to the Shimizu family's estate and resources. Her father, Kuro Shimizu, was the son of the Shimizu estate. The Shimizu prided themselves with their honourable history of producing some of the most influential nobles, elders and even a few members of royalty. Asuka's mother Kasumi was from a lower noble class than her father and was married through arrangement to improve the connections between the two families, rather than love. Because both her parents came from a line of powerful Ryurijin, their child was expected to be a strong warrior. The two planned a child and her father had wanted a son. A son capable of being just as strong as he expected. Oh how disappointed he had been when Asuka had been born. She was a weak child, and her mother Kasumi passed away shortly after she had her. The one person who would have supported and protected her against her ruthless father, was gone and Asuka was destined to live out her life alone. Though she never used this as an excuse. She never used her mother's death or father's constant absence and rejection as a tool to gain pity. Quite the opposite, This proved as incentive for her to become extremely independent and kinder than her father. Though there always was, and always will be, a hole in her where someone as loving as a mother and protective as a father should have been.
Asuka lived her life constantly shunned by her father, and he treated her more as the son he'd wanted, than cherish her as a daughter. He was tough and unforgiving, and what ticked him of was that Asuka never showed any ill feelings toward him despite the beatings and lectures he gave her. He forced her to be trained like a boy, taught battle, battle stratagems and how to use her inherited powers. The Shimizu family was known for their impeccable air, metal and earth bending skills, and Asuka was taught how to use them just ass efficiently and flawlessly as her great ancestors before her. The problem was the way in which she was taught. With beatings and abuse. All this emotional trauma pilled up inside of her, as she refused to tell anyone and let herself disrespect or blame anyone for it. During her early teen years, this caused her to experience a short period of depression, and she felt suicidal thoughts everyday. Her only escape was her countless books and she fostered a sudden interest in glyphs and runes. Not only that , but the time she had alone, she used to meditate and learn to control her transformation into a full Ryurijin better and could use only half of her power for situations where she needed a bit of a boost only. For the first time she felt in control of herself. She was going to decide what she was going to learn, not any stupid hired tutor. As futile as an escape it was, for her it was as if she was free, and if was there she relished in herself and soon came out of her state of depression as a further learned and stronger woman than ever. As more than capable of an heir, when her father passed away due to reasons unknown to her, her relatives saw her more than fit to assume control over the Shimizu estate. However because the gods had been stirring around that time, and Asuramaru had disappeared, they were a bit hesitant to let a youngster take over the estate so they said that when the biannual summer solstice neared, they wound consider entrusting her the estate she was promised.

[Description]



╬❝Fight till you have no fight left in you❞╬


Personality ➤

Asuka is a strong-willed young woman who always speaks resolutely. She is courageous, determined, and set on being the best person she can be. She constantly insists that she is a person first and that her background of nobility or species is of little importance to her and likes to refrain from using her powers, both because she is scared on her own capabilities and prefers to hone her abilities and only use them for non destructive purposes. Asuka is resolute in following her own morals regardless of more viable tactics being available should she consider them to be underhanded. While becoming a capable heir is of the utmost importance to her, rejecting her chivalry is something that she will not do under normal circumstance even if it should put her at a disadvantage. She is unwilling to show soft emotions, even though she attempts to hide them, and will instead show her sassy, stubborn and strong headed side. This leads to people thinking that she has no emotions or insecurities and she is forced to put up with the hurt so that she can keep her mask on. No matter how hard Asuka may try to hide them, her insecurities become more and more apparent as you get to now her and she later will begin to open up more and show her emotions more easily. Asuka is loyal, independent, and reserved; she appears cold, but is actually suppressing her emotions to focus on her goals of inheriting her future title, as being a 'softie' is something she had been taught since childhood is a sign of weakness.


[Main Traits]
❖
↳ Righteous
Prideful
Assertive
Kind to those in need of it

↳Likes:
⟹ Tea
Coffee
Being herself
Reading

↳Dislikes:
⟹ Her destiny
Family pressure
People who judge with no knowledge of the actual situation

Talents/Strengths:
⟹ Open to debate and new ideas
Always willing to learn more
Strategist
Surprisingly wise

Weaknesses:
⟹ Her family
Past
Creating lasting relationships


Relationships➛

⤿Family:

↳[Warm and kind woman, despite countless odds and prejudices put against her. ] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♡
❝[A light of hope through the window, giving life anew to those who need it most]❞


↳[Cold and harsh man. Not heartless, however undoubtedly selfish and self centred ] Love:♥♥♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
❝[Man who prides his work and himself over anything else]❞

Theme Song➛:
♛ Priscilla - Fine on the Outside


╬❝Undeniable power comes with a heavy cost❞╬

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

Accepted

[The GFHB {HoNk}]

{{Part one}}

╬❝ I made a promise the day you were born. When our parents weren't their to protect you I would be. I plan on keeping it until the day I die.❞╬

Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Orion [O·ri·un] "A hunter who was changed into a constellation at his death.
↳[middle name]: Gabriel [Gabe·bree·ell] "The archangel who foretold the birth of Jesus."
↳[last name]: Yeager [Yay·ger] "The Hunter."

Society➛
↳[species]: Mixed Yokai. A Gozu and Okami Mix.
↳[rank]: Warroir class
↳[level of wealth]: 8
↳[level of power]: 6-7 (varies from day to day.}


Age➛ 29 years old.
⤿birthdate: October 25th.
⤿zodiac sign: Scorpio

Gender➛ Male
↳Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
↳Relationship Status: Taken. Not Single.
↳Feelings for: Raijin {DarkenRhals's Character.}

Physical Apparition ➤

t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair A Dark brown with downy fur under layer of ravenous black coloered fur. Soft to the touch and often changes to a black color when wet.
↳Eyes Has Hetereochormia. His eyes are two different colors. One is a dark brown and the other is a golden yellow in color.
↳Scent Expensive Cologne. Chartux to be exact.
↳Body Type Very fit and Masculine.
↳Miscellaneous Orion suffers from burn scars over his face. Though they are healed he often when in public covers them. They are not seen in appearance but tints his skin tone a darker color and nearly covers the entire right side of his face. Ending just at the nose. Although not gruesome it gives him the rugged look and classic appreance of a experienced Gozu. Therefore Orion Has a light dusting of scars throught out his body though what is most notable his the tattoo representing both his heritages. Placed neatly between his shoulder blades. Marks of the Gozu and Okami. (view spoiler)[ http://designs.dubuddha.org/wp-conten... (hide spoiler)]

Dressing Style➛
➤➤ Orion's style is often warm older attire. It's for the comfort it brings and often Orion has the tastes of his deceased Father. A mere spitting Image of his father. Outfits that will not be ruined during hasty transformations are always a must for Orion. Warm scarves and things that cover him are a must to. He's never to comfortable showing his scars even during his work. He will change on the order from a superior but rarely do you see him outside of his usual warm brown outfit with a lower face mask and hood.


History➤
{I may rewrite this later on.}

(view spoiler)[~~ Orion's parents were two of the most unlikely characters to get together. It was actually an obligational marriage. His Mother, Alaya married the Okami, Dasker. Alaya having been sliced upon her hands during fight and losing her ability to grasp a blade or weapon right like she was used to. Dasker taking it upon himself to marry the seemenly useless Gozu and claim her as his life long mate.

The two despite living in the crime district and being in an a indifferent marriage the two found happiness and within a year Alaya was expecting her first child. Both parents were struck with glee. Despite the hate they dealt every day for mixing their species. In a 9 month time period Alaya went into labor and gave birth to a baby. This was Orion. Named after his Father's grandfather.

So Orion under his parents tender love and care grew and grew. Adding to the family once Orion's younger bother was born.

To a strapping young boy Orion grew. Upon coming of age he
Soo began training under the tedious teachings of his Okami father and occasionally his mother. His Father his prime teacher and tutor. The Alpha to whom had switched from his feral roots to raise a family and become one of the royal gaurds when they had the money to move from the crime district to a safer district. Orion learned to use his defense and attack skills at a very young age. Soon it came naturally and he was the perfect example of the advanced skills of what two equally skillful species can create. Becoming his Father's star pupil at just the age of thirteen. Going on like this for another three years.

Unlike his sibling he having to indure his father's home schooling while the other left into the risky neighborhood Orion stayed while his father taught him. Having little to no friends Orion began resenting his father just before they were going to make a big journey to a new district for the sake of family and work. Orion simply tired of being a obedient dog and a late blooming shifter. So fights became a comman thing between Orion and his father. One night when he was sixteen he left the house to explore and at least try to meet some good person in the filthy crime district. Time simply dragged on as Orion explored and did what ever he pleased. Though the urge to go home was to much for him so he eventually caved and lugged himself back home. Expecting a harsh scolding and hard hours of training when he got back. When he did arrive home it was his worst night mare. The former two story house was in flames and his parents or sibling no where to be seen.

Orion's first shift then tore through him at the sight of the flames. Needing just that powerful reason to motivate him. Crashing through the burning reckage of the home. Not caring for the wounds he received as he looked for his parents. Tearing the burning rubble from his parent's body only to find them already dead. Murdered. Orion then was filled with a new anxiety having no time to morn. Making his way through the flames only to have a burning peice of the ceiling fall and crash into Orion. Sustaining massive burns to his face and various parts of his body as he escaped the burning wreck. Barely making it out alive Orion wounded and charred quickly hightailed away from the sight to search for his sibling. Hoping the people that had murdered his parents and set their family home aflame hadn't caught his younger bother. Running as though he was flying despite his wounds. It was relief when he did find his younger sibling playing at the play ground of a run down school with a friend.

Orion only remembered grabbing the boy by the scruff of his shirt and tossing him onto his back as a beast. Never resting until he finally came to collapse in a spot he knew they would be safe. Orion only securing food for the night in the safe spot until stowing his brother and himself in the form ogf beasts on a ship leaving the district to the seasonal dictrict. Hoping off the ship as soon as possible. Both siblings living on the streets for nearly a month before Orion got a stable job after nearly being beat to death defending his younger sibling from ruffians. His perseverance paying off and saving them in the end.

It wasn't long before Orion had a steady income in the royal Gaurd. Buying a affordable two story house. Often working and finally being able to raise his sibling with no worries of money. Even Sending him to school and then college in the yokai city. This is his life know, working and raising his sibling. Often forgetting his own needs and such. All to his younger siblings disapproval.

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[The GFHB {HoNk}]

{{Part two.}}

[Description]
Personality ➤

~~ Orion is often a mysterious stoic figure among yokai. A very mature natured man with the heart of guilded gold. Having been forced to grow up at a very young age he is stoic and quiet. Doing things as told correctly with little to no complaint. Hinting he may be docile when it comes to his superiors.

Though he isn't completely good as all people suspect him to be. A chaotic good in ones words. He has killed before all for the right reason. Defending himself, his superiors and his younger brother. Orion is a quick and skilled fighter. Often analyzing before he strikes protraying his battle smart skills. Exceptionally skilled when it comes hand to hand fighting and using his wolf like talons and teeth. As a beast he is even more dangerous. Using his large size and mass to throw power and weight into his moves while remaining agile enough to dodge efficiently and be quick while remaining steady on his feet.

In his correct skill sets in fighting and Defense he works as a royal gaurd and law enforcer throut a majority of the yokai cities. So he is incredible intelligent which often leads to one of his worst qualities. He every time gets a new job is often to busy working he forgets about his own needs until he is further told or he will eventually lose all consciousness from over exertion. It's all for good reason though. Orion is the only adult figure on his Younger brother's life so all Orion's earnings go right to his younger brother's needs before his. Orion protects his brother with the entirety of his life and anybody that has ever laid a finger upon him with malice intent was left with tails tucked between their legs.

Orion may look like he doesn't like people's company but he actually enjoys it even if he is really socially akward outside of work. This often leads him to getting flustered easily. He's is also very kind and compassionate to those that deserve it despite all that is rumored about him.

And Finally Orion deeply blames himself for his parents death. Believing he could have down something if only he had stayed home and just listened. Often coping with it by working long hard nights and then coming home and working on paperwork. It's saddening how Orion blames himself but what is in the past can not be undone.

[Main Traits]
❖ Stoicism
↳ Orion was forced to grow up at a very young age so this part of him is very prominent. He's queit until spoken to and is not very social. A vast Figure with a calm ready mind. Standing tall and sucking it up when no one else will.
❖ Ferocious Fighter.
↳ Orion true to his nature and heritage is a very skilled fighter and it comes naturally. Fighting as a man and beast he can easily take on opponents and is extremely battle smart. Hence his rank in the Royal Gaurds.
❖ Hard Working and Workaholic.
↳ He has to work until it is all done. He can't stop once he has started. One might suggest O.c.d but it is merely how Orion is. Work and support his younger brother. That's just Orion though. A workholic that often has to be forced by his superiors to go home and rest.
❖ Seemenly Kind.
↳ Don't let his scary and stoic appreance scare you Orion is truly one of a kind. He's nice and actually enjoys the Company of Other's even if he has no idea how to interact with them outside work. He often does do favors and helps those in need of help.
❖ Very Considerate of Family.
↳ Orion is deeply connected to family and values it more than anything. Go against his family you will have to go through him. They are what he holds dear even if his family is just his Brother at this point. He also wishes deeply to start his own family.


↳Likes:
⟹ His Younger Brother.
⟹ Working.
⟹ Writing and Poetry.
⟹ Training and exercise.
⟹ Medium Rare steak.

↳Dislikes:
⟹ Not getting his work done
⟹ Showing up late for things
⟹ snakes
⟹ Writing in pencil
⟹ Forgetting things that are important.

Talents/Strengths:
⟹ Combat {Weaponized, hand to hand, and beast form.}
⟹ Calculations and predicting
⟹ Skilled instructor
⟹ Speed, strength, Stamina and endurance
⟹ Inhanced senses

Weaknesses:
⟹ His Younger brother.
⟹ Wolfsbane
⟹ Workaholic
⟹ Not overly social
⟹ Often works to much and forgets his basic needs



╬❝ My father once told me there are two wolves inside of everyone and they are always fighting One is good and fights for all things good. The Other is evil and fights for all thing corrupt. Each one fights endlessly. By each person's actions one my gain advantages through ones ways. So which one do you choose to feed?❞╬


Relationships➛
⤿Family:

↳[Alaya was once a skilled Gozu in her time until wounds took her ability to weild weapons away from her. She in desperation married a Okami named, Dasker. To whom she came to love greatly. Having to children with him. Raising her family in the risky Crime district until his further death. She was murdered by one of the mafia gangs in the area. ] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♡♡
❝Just as dangerous and prettier than a rose. Her thorns hidden beneath her beauty.❞

↳[Dasker was a dangerous okami who had married Alaya out of pity. To his surprise he fell in love with her and he fathered their two children. Taking his oldest Orion as his apprentice. Raising the oldest to be his spitting image until his further death defending Alaya after the Mafia broke in and tried killing them. Orion is his spitting image and his Legacy lives on in Orion.] Love: ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♡♡
❝A Dangerous Alpha. To whom had Rank and the power to prove it. Though his heart was a good as gold when it came to family.❞

↳[Tonto is Orion's 16 year old brother. The boy Orion has raised since the day their parents had been slaughtered by the mafia in the area. Currently attending college in the safest part of the yokai city while his brother works to further keep him in school. The boy takes care of Orion more than Orion cares for himself.] Love: ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♡♡
❝ I swear by the gods that boy is going to be the death of me.❞

Theme Song➛: Somewhere Only we Know by Lily Allen.
♛ https://m.youtube.com/?#/watch?v=ryhg...

╬❝I am a beast. I am as bold and hard headed as the Gozu and just as Dangerous and feral natured as the Okami. I am none other.❞╬

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

accepted

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┃ P A R T 1 ┃

   

K A T Y A ┃ L A I N ┃ M O N T G O M E R Y

   

I D E N T I T Y :

species ┃ human ┃ marked one
rank ┃ citizen
occupation ┃ student
wealth ┃ 3
power ┃ 4 7
gender ┃ female
sexuality ┃ demisexual
relationship status ┃ single

A G E : ┃ 20 ┃

birthday ┃ April 4th ┃ aries
birthstone ┃ diamond ┃ affection, strength, eternity
birth flower ┃ sweet pea ┃ pleasure, departure, appreciation

A B I L I T I E S :

teleportation ┃ limited ability to teleport
possession ┃ to possess other beings
time warp ┃ the ability to slow the passage of time
whirlwind ┃ a gust of wind used to push things or people with force

A P P E A R A N C E :

 

   

hair ┃ brown
eyes ┃ amber
height ┃ 5'7"
weight ┃ 140lbs
scent ┃ fabric softener and fog
face claim ┃ Tsubaki Sawabe ┃ your lie in april

S T Y L E :

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P E R S O N A L I T Y :

❝Baby got our head down to the ground❞

Katya tends to be loud and proud, but also completely incapable of knowing the extent of her own abilities. She gets in a lot of fights that she tends not to win a majority of the time, you see, Katya has a bone to pick with the entire world and she probably won't rest until she's worn herself into the ground. Katya's is convinced she can change something. She's very charismatic and easy to like while also being the most infuriating thing some people will ever meet. At least that's how they'll see her if they have any regard for human life and they don't want to see her get herself killed. A majority of her life is like that.

❝Looking for a stranger❞

Katya believes she is shit out of luck when it comes to everything, but she'll still try her damnedest. Katya deals in impossible things, and even if she doesn't change anything about her shitty life and missing sister, she knows she'll die having tried her best and that's all life could have asked her for. She's an optimistic little shit hiding behind a sarcastic exterior. It doesn't actually fool anyone.

❝Looking for a stranger to love❞

┃ T O B E C O N T I N U E D ┃

[Wʀɛռ]

┃ P A R T 2 ┃

H I S T O R Y :

Ten years ago, Katya's parents fell into enough money to send one of their daughters to school, but only one. So Katya and her twin sister Genevieve did the only thing they could do, they became each other. Katya and Genevieve enrolled in school as one person, Rouise Lain Montgomery, using their middle names to create this new identity. Genevieve cut her hair and pierced her ears and afterwards they looked so much alike, not even their parents could tell them apart, and that was the point. Katya would go to school on Mondays and Thursday and Genevieve would go the rest of the time and then they would stay up late retelling the day's events to each other so they could swap places without their parents or teachers noticing. It was perfect.

❝You got to touch your eyes and crush your tears❞

Six years ago, there was an accident at the factory where their parents worked. There weren't any survivors.

Six years ago, Katya started falling in with unsavory crowds and Genevieve could hardly keep up. It was hard to stay in school now with only them to support each other.

Four years ago, Katya started selling drugs so her sister could stay in school. She knew the most unsavory people out there and the best ways in and out of the seediest places. Katya and Genevieve no longer swapped places anymore, but Rouise Lain Montgomery never changed her name. Genevieve didn't know where Katya was getting the money from, but she knew it was from dangerous places and she wished Katya would stop and go back to school.

❝You gotta let go, come with me❞

Three years ago, Genevieve found out about the drugs and fought with Katya. The fight ended with Katya being locked in the closet and Genevieve taking her place to go tell Katya's "friends" at the drug warehouse of their gang that she wanted to get out of the business. Genevieve never came home and by the time Katya broke down the closet door, Genevieve had disappeared.

Three years ago Katya became a force to be reckoned with, ready to burn down the city to find her sister. She may have not been powerful physically, but nothing is more powerful than knowledge and Katya had plenty of that. She knew the dirty laundry of a lot of powerful criminals and that meant power over them.

❝You say you want it, but❞

Three years ago, Katya learned that Genevieve left the warehouse alive.

Three years ago, Genevieve was a lone girl walking in the dark a little too close to the edge of the city.

Three years ago, Genevieve was taken.

❝You can't get it in❞

Now Katya wants to change things for the better, so no one has to be walking alone too close to the edge of the city. So everyone has a chance to go to school. So everyone can choose to become the person Genevieve should have been. Katya hopes that Genevieve is still alive, but demons don't usually believe in the worth of human life and Katya knows better.

Katya is optimistic anyway.

❝You got yourself a bad habit❞

T R A I T S : passionate, witty, flirtatious, sensitive

●likes ┃ beaches, coffee, sunrise, cold weather, loud music, candid photos, movies, soft breezes
●dislikes ┃ smoke, waiting, reading, phone calls, obnoxious people, small dogs, small children, small things in general
●strengths ┃ strong, independent, spirited, willful, cheery, bright, amusing, courageous
●weaknesses ┃ angry, spiteful, manic depressive, disorganized, takes everything at face value, bitter, closed off, self loathing
●mannerisms ┃ laughing, grinning, open arms, quick to anger, easy to forgive
●reoccurrences ┃ laughing at bad jokes, rubbing back of the neck sheepishly, red in the face anger, scuffed shoes, silent cries

T H E M E :

Bad Habit ┃ The Kooks

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╬❝How about we play a little game? Just the two of us.❞╬
 
Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Hanako [From Japanese 花 (hana) meaning "flower" and 子 (ko) meaning "child"]
↳[middle name]: Kaori [From Japanese 香 (kaori) meaning "fragrance". It can also come from an alternate reading of 香 (ka) combined with 織 (ori) meaning "weaving".]
↳[last name]: Kato [From Japanese "increase wisteria" (加藤).]

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Society➛
↳[species]: Kawako
↳[rank]: Noble
↳[level of wealth]: 4
↳[level of power]: 6 (Combat wise)
(view spoiler)[(Ability to invade the mind of her victim and become the one thing that they fear most. Be it become that object or being in their eyes, or simulate that emotion, situation or feeling if that is what they fear most) (hide spoiler)]
 
Age➛ Appears to be 13-14 years of age
⤿birthdate: 19th January
⤿zodiac sign: Capricorn
 
Gender➛
↳Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for: Open
 
Physical Apparition ➤


 
t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Thick natural black
↳Eyes Dark brown
↳Scent Cherry blossoms
↳Body Type Humble
↳Miscellaneous None
 
Dressing Style➛
She prefers to wear the white and red kimono she's worn since as far back as she can remember.

 
History ➤
Kaori awoke a Kawako on her back, beneath the graceful branches of a cherry blossom tree. She remembered nothing but her middle name, Kaori.
Before becoming a Kawako, she had lived with her mother and father on the surface. Her parents were living average lives, her father being a shop owner and he mother a seamstress. They seemed to be a happy family on the surface, but truly they were being slowly torn apart. Her mother was cheating on her father with their neighbour and her father was never home. Kaori spent most her time in the fields with her school friends, playing around on swings that hung from the branches of a cherry blossom tree. There was her refuge, even as she grew up and the silent turmoil became more visible, the bruises on her mother's face and the alcoholic smell from her father. She went to school as a young adolescent only to be mocked. Taunted. Hit. She endured it, for her parent's sake. The only reason they hadn't divorced was her. They wanted her to be happy. So she endured. But not without falling into a deep depression. She found her comfort in sitting under that cherry blossom tree from her childhood. and under that tree, she sat with a small pocket knife, and carved the names of every single child that bullied her into her arms. Into her arms so that she would remember the eternal hate she would always have for them. Kaori wore long sleeved shirts to cover the marks so that her parent's wouldn't know. Not that they cared. They were never at home.
It was the day of the cherry blossom festival, the one day her parents hadn't argued or abused each other. As ritual, she sat in her white and red kimono, waiting for her parents to take her to see the cherry blossoms. But this year, they never came. She waited and waited, but they never came. It was then when the little flame of hope she did have, extinguished itself. She had lost all spark, and finally gave up to the cold, sad hands of depression that finally got a hold of her after so long. She wondered why she'd resisted. There had been no point. Rope in one hand, a mask in the other, she left the house, walking expressionless, emotionless. Dead. Walking all way to that cherry blossom tree that had been her refuge all her life. It was in full bloom and the leaves seemed to shimmer in the moonlight. She tied a noose and with a smile on her sad face, donned the mask. She entered this world a clean slate, a no one with nothing to identify her as 'Kaori'. She wanted to leave the same way, just another life extinguished. A lit flame which never reached the candle. It was that night where she hung herself and swung lifelessly from the branches of that beautiful cherry blossom tree. And she woke a few hours later on the ground.
When Kaori woke she remembered nothing of her life before becoming a Kawako. What she did remember was the names on her arms. Who each one of them was. And each one made her equally as angry. Like she wouldn't rest till she spilt their blood. Or made them spill their own. After then, she slowly and steadily drove all those people insane. One by one, she tormented their souls, hollowed their hearts, filled it with lies and then drove them to tear it apart.
 
[Description]
 
 

╬❝Take my hand. Let me free you of all your troubles and despair❞╬
 

Personality ➤
Kaori is cute, adorable and slightly insane. She has a strange aura of innocence mixed with sinful intentions about her. She is malicious in an innocent way and she appears to others as a girl who doesn't really understand the true intentions behind what she says. But this is simply how she stays a wolf in a sheep's hide. This approach makes her perfect for playing the part of the puppeteer, bending and moving the strings of her victim, slowly cutting the strings that the puppet need most and watching it flail before putting it out of its misery. She isn't interested in practical, day-to-day activities and maintenance, but when she finds an environment where her curiosity is sparked, there is no limit to the time and energy she will expend exploring and understanding. Kaori may appear to drift about in an unending daydream, a side affect of her insanity. She daydreams of performing violent acts, rather than performing them. Because she refrains from expressing her aggressive and ill-wishing side, when she does she is void of all expression but sheer insanity. Once she starts tormenting someone, there is no stopping or going back until they are lifeless and limp. 

[Main Traits]
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↳ Cute appearance
Sweet voice
Well mannered

↳Likes:
⟹ Torturing her targets
Spending time with other Kawako
Cherry blossom trees
 
↳Dislikes:
⟹ People who treat her like a stupid child
Her parents
People who try to get too close
 
Talents/Strengths:
⟹ Targeting older people
Talking to other Kawako comfortably
Communicating with animals and animal spirits
 
Weaknesses:
⟹ Targeting children younger than herself
Food
The opportunity to harm herself
 
Relationships➛
 
⤿Family:

↳[Taboo and sinful, adulterer. ] Love:♥♥♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
❝[A woman as unholy as the devil herself]❞

 
↳[A loving gentleman turned cold and harsh.] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♡♡♡♡
❝[Man who prides his work and himself over anything else]❞

 
Theme Song➛:
♛ Hasely - Gasoline


╬❝Childhood really is a fleeting thing. ❞╬
 

[The GFHB {HoNk}]

{{Part 1}}

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╬❝I used to think things before were pathetic. But this... this is a special kind of hell.❞╬
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➤Evans Hacke
·{First name meaning}~ Scottish origin, where its meaning is "born of the yew tree, youth" and Hebrew origin, where its meaning is "stone, rock".
·{Second name meaning}~ To cut with rough or heavy blows.
『 〓 』• Alias: "The Sadistic Basterd that goes around hacking of Womens hands."

{Society Rank/Class:} Higharchy
{Power Level:} 8.0
{Wealth Status:} Very wealthy ; Rich

{Age:} Appears 25 but is about 643 years old.
{Date of Birth:} October 31st, A Halloween Baby.
{Favorite Color:} Red like blood, Black for shadows and shining Silver for the hatchet he uses to dismember you.
{Philosophy:}
{Theme Song:} When Your Evil by Voltaire
↳ https://m.youtube.com/?#/watch?v=tWYC...
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╬❝"Suspension? Well then. Did I mention your significant other loves it when I'm on suspension? I also hear your sister does to.❞╬
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[➤Appearance:]

(Hair:) Red, Just like perfectly aged red wine
(Eyes:) Evans has two different colored eyes. One like that of a kewako with a red Iris and outing black like his pupil.{ this is in the left eye.} The right eye being a silver with a even darker Silver Iris making it appear blind when it really inst.
(Weight:) 145.9 lbs
(Height:) 6 and a 1/2 feet tall
(Scent:) Evan smells thickly of Blood, ciggerate smoke and a dash of mens cologne.
(Complexion:) Caucasian
(Distinguished Marking(s): Evans has a groove tattoo like marking imitating black stitching. This represents how he killed himself. He slit his throat.
(Clothing style:)

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"I keep trying to tell myself the voice in my head isn't real but to hell with it he has got some pretty good ideas.❞╬
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➤{Species:} Shinigami

↳ Shinigami, otherwise known as "Reapers", are the collectors of the souls of the dead. They are highly respected within the yokai world, despite the fact that they are eternal servants, rather than the privileged royalty like the Nepra or others among their rank. Often times they aren't even considered the yokai, but rather, actual demi gods, given that they can rip the literal souls out of people. However, that's against their terms, and they are usually very fair individuals with a strong sense of what is just. They are also considered the judges of the overworld. Their judgement will decide what happens to the souls, whether or not they carry on through reincarnation, or if they're simply stored in a library within the reaper realm "Purgatory".

{Gender:} Male
{Blood Type:}

· A positive.

{Sexual Orientation:} Equally Pansexaul

↳ Evans is a lover of both female and male beings and is a very rough dominant lover. Fornicating with another male it ends with him topping. Pure Seme.

{Relationship Status:} Single
⊱ {Zodiacal symbol:}
⊱ Scorpio
⊱Scorpios are extremely ambitious, persistent and determined which is shown through a power hungry, controlling attitude. Not in a stubborn sense however, because a Scorpio will work for what they want and control will justified reasons. This is obvious to any onlooker. A Scorpio never gives up, they are so determined to reach their goal. The key to this success is their flexibility. They are able to re-survey a situation and take a different approach if necessary.
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➤Personality:
Trait 1: A very bad fetish for Women's hands
Trait 2: Insane
Trait 3: very intelligent
Trait 4: bloodthirsty
Trait 5: Man whoreish

~~ Where do I begin with him. Ah yes. The sadistic son of a bitch with a love for womens hands....

Evans is a indeed as people say be warned when this man enters the ring of bloodshed and reaping. Evans will appear to be a nearly sophisticated man, charming and a hit with everybody. Having a love for orchestra music and old records to keep his wits calm and steady.......

Until that switch is pulled and his mind his over ridden with rage and pure blood lust. When this shows he will not stop at nothing until everybody in the room is dead. His Insanity linked to child hood trama and other factors as he grew. So nothing more can be said for Evans is just a violent being and a slave to his own mind. Stuck in his own paradise of insanity when he can not calm down. This often makes him lash out at others and himself. Falling into fits of mass hysteria and murderous tendencies. His insanity has worsened with his age and the only way to cope is to keep reaping and laughing all through it.

Born into the darkness of a cruel city and era have made him colder then ice and the slyest basterd around when he deems so. Evans is a shifty titan among his specie and by far one of the best shinigami around despite being batshit crazy. Completely able to make reapted kills, reapings and murders in succession showing he is indeed intelligent and cunning even with his insanity that rots his mind with each passing day. Though he isn't recognized much for he does not enjoy obeying his superiors.

One of the notably most disturbing things about him is his inability to cope with out his deadly obsession with women's hands. The prettier they are the worse his obsession nags at him so after every kill he always will examine the victim's hands and if they are to his liking he hacks them off and takes them as trophies to state his own twisted desires. He also gets quite defensive when his fair collection of these dismembered body parts when they are touched by others than himself. Though its best to agree if he ever asks you questions about his collection. As well through the blood lust the best thing that goes along with this is pleasure.

His sex drive is also heightened and he does get around a lot making him quite skilled man in this topic and performing such a
Lewd acts. Preying upon the willing beings and not caring for castes and breeding and fornicating with all species alike willing to crawl in his bed if they survive the night. Being attractive also makes him cocky and think highly of himself. He is also a lover of pain and it turns the older male on more then anything when he ins't in the heat of battle or the hunt. He also loves straightforward demeanors. He likes knowing when they want it and how they want it. Trusting that he will do a damn good job of it.

Evans can also be noticeable grim and dark for a shinigami, sharing beliefs of the darkness that envelops the world and his shadow and how one day it is all going to end.

But even a monster can feel human emotions. Evans can still feel sadness, happiness, joy ency, jealously etc etc. Even as much as he hates it. Evans is still deeply connected to his past. Sinking into a corner and letting all his pain and misery out with out anyone watching him. He knows no one will bring him sympathy. He had lost all he loved and held dear. Rotting. Sometimes even hoping for death to strike him again. But here is the catch. He needs his anchor and the right some one to tame the dangerous beast within him just enough to show he does still have a heart.

{Noticeable Habits and secrets:}
➤ Evans is almost always smoking a cigarette and is a very bad chain smoker. He is hardly ever with out of the house without a pack on him. They are always a personall brand. A yokai made brand that his stronger where the smoke burns black when lit and hits the air.
➤ Every time meeting a new person specifically if that person is a women. He likes to inspect their hands always deciding if he should kill and hack them off for his collection or to let it slip if its not to his liking. Men tend to slip off the hook. Little ukes he likes will always be given rings and such to compliment their looks.
➤ He is one that will tear you the fuck up if you try making a uke out of him in bed. He is a pure Seme.
➤ Evans if he was ever to find a perminate lover. A one in a million chance. He would always be placing kisses onto his Lover's hands and shower the throat in kisses as well.

[The GFHB {HoNk}]

{{Part 2 Of Evans Hacke}}

{Flaws:}
~Chain smoker
- His way or no way
- rude
-Cocky
-Defiant
-cant keep it in his pants
-cannot let go of a obsession or grudge

{Virtues:}
+ Very smart
+ Always tells cold hearted truth but he does lie to get hid his way
+ Skilled in many ways
+ Does not give up easily
+ really good in bed
+ good negotiation skills

{Favorite Things:}
~ MOTHERFUCKIN WOMEN'S HANDS!
~ Blood
~ Gore
~ Sex
~ Chaos
~ His pride and joys, His chainsaws and hatchets.
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❛ ➤{STRENGTHS} ☇ ♛
° Wielding hatchets and chainsaws
° Hand to hand combat
° Sex. {He's really good with hands. Get the Pun?}
° skilled hunter

❛➤{WEAKNESSES} ☇ ♛
° Flash backs completely ruin him.
° Terrified of large bodies of water and cannot swim.
° A bit to cocky for his own good
° Cannot control himself once he enters a state of hysteria.
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➤Abilities}
{"Reaping of Souls.."}
↳ All Shinigami when using a death weapon can reap the souls of the living. No other species can do this. Though a Shinigami can only do this with a set death weapon.

{"Advanced Physical Abilities."}
↳ After death to keep him immortal and suited for Shinigami life he has advanced physical abilties. Better, stronger, faster etc etc. As well as mental sense improvements. Touch,sight, smell etc etc. A bit stronger than the average and suited enough to challenge a superior if he deemed so.

{"Shadow Travelling."}
↳ One of the trickier things to learn being a Shinigami is shadow travel. Evans can jump into a shadow and imagine where he wants to appear in another shadow in the spot of his designation. Evans has mastered this task and often uses it fighting to make many hit and run attacks on a opponent much more powerful then him or make a quick escape in being chased. Though it's handy when he actually see's fit in reaping souls on his list.

{"Death Weapon wielding"}
↳ Each Shinigami have a particular death weapon to allow them to reap the of a soul a set victim on the death note/list. Evans's particular weapon of choice is a fully upgraded and older victorain styled Chainsaw with his enitails carved in red at the end of the blade. A extended blade is always equipped and a always freshly sharpened chain for that extra nasty bite when it comes in contact to skin. Cutting bone with ease. Hence, exactly why Evans loves it. He can also been seen using hand held weapons such as axes and hatchets when his superiors have confiscated his precious child. Let's just say Evans's can wield a arrangement of set weapons. The Bloodier the mess they make the better.

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{"Deathnote and Sight.."}
↳ All Shinigami have the sight to be able to look into a death list,journal or note to reap the souls of the living. Occasionally feeling it but unlikely. Evans has a journal only he can see the words within. Other Shinigami can see this as well but others species will see only blank lined pages. The book is consistently changing and changing names and dates each time he has reaped somebody on the list. Updating in a sense. If lost it automatically with some black magic or whatever returns to the left Evans night stand by his bed.

{Family relations:} All mentioned in history
{Friends:} "Open to collaboration."
{Enemies:} "Open to collaboration."

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{Background/History:}

(view spoiler)[ ~~ Nearly 536 years ago Evans was born a mortal man. This was when the sun still burned and the land had light each daytime. Seems pleasent right? Well, it wasn't. Evans was born the son of a very feared and dangerous Mafia leader and his lowly peasant wife to whom he raped and forced into marriage.

Though to say Life was far from easy growing up in what is the crime district as of current day. Evans had hardly any love from any of his parents. His Mom merely just seeing him as the thing that ruined her life and a constant reminder of His father. Evans's father though is what lead up to Evans mental wealth to spiral in decay. Almost nearly every day from the day he had turned five he was abused and smacked around. Reapted blows to the head and no love made Evans mind deteriorate. Taking this abuse until he was Fifteen.

Turning Fifteen had been a step up from his younger years. It was when his Father finally recognized Evans potential as a piossible successor after Evans had gruesomly watched his father dismember his mother with axe. Though it didn't help Evans had been smiling the hole time watching that bitch get what she deserved after ignoring him his whole child hood. Evans mental health already completely hanging by a thread. He beginning to believe his father was his savor instead of the starter of his whole misery.

Evans was then raised in his Father's shadow. Quickly raising in ranks and power the more he followed his father. Learning to kill with out batting as much as an eye and embrace his own insanty. Though he unlike his father greatily disapproved of rape. Not wanting another Monster to ever replace him. He would be the only one. That was how it was for years. Evans rose to power and eventually took over his Father's mafia do to a small mishap. Evans the sly baserd after a argument with his Father took the axe above the household fire place and hacked his father to blood pieces. Thus his Love for collecting hands as trophies began. Evans then ran the Mafia in his Father's place. A iron fisted rule he rose his new Mafia to one of the most feared in the land.

That was up until Evans was 26 and at a party fell in love. A gorgeous young woman just like a rose. Never more in love was the Mafia leader. Spending endless nights courting his beloved until finally they became full fledged lover. Loving passionately with their hearts and skin. Things were happy and Evans could never be a happier psychopathic being than he was in those days. He even did a proper marriage proposal and all that was entitled.

All was well until nearly four years Later until Evans went into a mass hysteria after being smacked during very bad verbal fight between him and his beloved. Evans unable to control himself lost it and was on his lover in seconds. Evans didn't know what he had done until he came back to his senses. He had strangled his beloved and had broken her neck along with her spine in three precise points. The Mafia leader then broke down and that's when Evas Hacke took a razor to his throat. Bleeding out just a few feet away from his beloved.

Evans at this point guessed he was on one straight road to hell but when he came to it was definitely hell but not the kind he had expected. Waking in a cramped space with a court or what ever the hell was around him scent Evans in a mix of hysteria and confusion.

This was Evans time of becoming. He became a Shinigami for his soul had not been reaped and was unable to be collected. Thus his second life began. It watched the light disappear, watched wars and scrabbles and was as of now he is right back to his old self and the saddened little kid behind doors. Going to and fore working. Reaping souls of the dead and moving.
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{Stability:} 5/10. It honestly depends on the factors around him.
{Interesting Facts:}
~ Really Loves women's hands
~ Great at sex
~ Fuckin chainsaw massicure when you piss him off!
~ Has a pet cat named, Beetlejuice.
{Other:} N/A

╬❝The hardest prison to escape is your own mind. You'll be snared in your own deathtrap and insanity and you will never want out till you remember your the one who brutally murdered your beloved.❞╬

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

Everyone accepted.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

 


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──│ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ │─ ᴘᴀᴅᴅʟɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ─ ᴍɪɪᴋᴇ sɴᴏᴡ ────────── ♏ - sᴄᴏʀᴘɪᴏ
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V E X  M A R K W O O D S  G R E E N H I L L

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ᴠᴇxᴛᴇʀ  ;  ᴏᴄᴛ ₂₆  ;  ₁₇ ʏᴇᴀʀs  ;  ᴘᴀɴsᴇxᴜᴀʟ  ;  sɪɴɢʟᴇ
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↳[sᴘᴇᴄɪᴇs]: kitsune
↳[ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]: unowned slave
↳[ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ]: 5/10
↳[ᴀʟʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ]: neutral
↳[ᴇʟᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ]:earth
↳[ᴛᴀʀᴏᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴅ]: ace of cups

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↳[ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ]: Golden
↳[ʜᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ]: White
↳[ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ʙᴜɪʟᴅ]: Average
↳[sᴄᴇɴᴛ]: Spiced wine
↳[ᴄʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ sᴛʏʟᴇ]:

Vex's clothing tends to vary based on the master he has at the time. Thus he is well suited to wear noble clothing, suits and the like, or the lowest of the low, leather vests and no shoes. However, one thing will always remain consistent, his mask. Of which covers the bottom half of his face. Regardless of what he's wearing, he will never take it off. The fox that's draped around his neck wont hesitate to bite if anyone ever decided to try and snatch it.

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            ❝I'm a slave, but I'm not your slave, so don't tell me what to do
                                    CHAPTER ONE ;; ᴘ ᴇ ʀ s ᴏ ɴ ᴀ ʟ ɪ ᴛ ʏ

↳Exceptionally difficult might be the only real way to describe Vex, as his name suggests, many think of him as a Vex to those who purchase him. He is keen and agile like a fox, clever and careful as well. Which is what gets him in so much trouble half of the time. If there's anything a slave shouldn't be, it's rebellious, and that's exactly what Vex is. He doesn't like being told what to do, and while he holds a dignified air about him, he's actually very sleezy in nature and wont hesitate to double cross someone if he loses interest in them. In his mind, the world is a game, with different paths to take and winding decisions. You're either charming or you're tedious. And thus he doesn't separate people into the good or the bad. He doesn't like labels, he doesn't ask questions. Though despite his intelligence, he seems to always manage to get caught somehow (which of course thoroughly annoys him), and he's usually just sent right back to the slave trade, which is the bane of his existence.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

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                   A B I L I T I E S                
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✘  :  Foxfire  ➸  ·  ·  ·  ➸  ( (view spoiler)[Naturally, he can summon the flames of Inari, a hellish blue fire that takes much longer to fizzle out, and is unnaffected by water or fire extinguishers. He doesn't use it much though. He prefers modest approaches to combat rather than full scale destruction. Though it is handy for lighting candles or reading books late at night. (hide spoiler)] )
✘  :  Self Preservation  ➸  ·  ·  ·  ➸  ( (view spoiler)[In no way is he immortal, but as a yokai, he can naturally regenerate. And considering he's only a kitsune, he does so slowly. Larger wounds might be fatal, considering they take longer to heal. (hide spoiler)])
✘  :  Shapeshifting  ➸  ·  ·  ·  ➸  ( (view spoiler)[He has three main forms. His full kitsune fox form, his half kitsune fox form (a pair of ears and a tail), and his normal human kitsune form. He generally stays in the latter, finding it easier to manage. (hide spoiler)] )

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↳[ʟɪᴋᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[being independent, reading, fire, incense, candles, tea, coffee (hide spoiler)]
↳[ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[being told what to do, being approached by pretty people, cold tea or coffee, accidentally lighting his books on fire (hide spoiler)]
↳[sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[his intelligence, his will, his courage (hide spoiler)]
↳[ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[the possibility of knoweldge, his curiosity, his weak physical strength (hide spoiler)]


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      ❝This mask becomes me, I am not me without it
                                      CHAPTER TWO ;; ʜ ɪ s ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ʏ

↳Growing up a slave is about as fun as it should be, which is not at all. Born to a kitsune mother and a kitsune father, he was bound for slavery the day he came into this world. And since that very day, he'd consistently rebel against those expectations, desperately clinging to any opportunity to deny his destiny in society. He hates those standards that were unwillingly set on him, and goes out of his way not to meet them. He's feisty, and sometimes even cruel to his masters, but of course does so indirectly, often sabotaging them or their guests. He truly is a pain to keep as a servant.

He attempts to make himself unkeepable in fact, so that no one will buy him, and keeps a thick wall around himself to guard his heart. He's always been that way, even with his parents, of whom he sub consciously blames for this comprimising position he's in. Though he didn't know them long anyways, as he was taken at around age five to be sold off. From then, he jumped around from place to place, master to master, never loyal to one, never respectful towards any. And that's the way it's been, and probably always will be.

↳[ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs]:
⇁open
↳[ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇs]:
⇁doesn't have any
↳[ɪɴғᴀᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]:
⇁unknown
↳[ᴘᴀsᴛ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs]:
⇁None

[Spadez (or Kadyn)]

(view spoiler)[ WARNING! Most of these quotes have cuss words in them. If you are against them, then I advise that you do not read this template. Otherwise, hope you enjoy! (hide spoiler)]

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╬❝I give people cancer, fuckhead, you'll get a fucking disease if you're around me❞╬

Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Karkat
↳[middle name]: Spades
↳[last name]: Vantas

Society➛
↳[species]: Alternian
↳[Occupation]: N/A
↳[rank]: Low
↳[level of wealth]: 3
↳[level of power]: 3/10

Age➛ 16
⤿birthdate: June 28
⤿zodiac sign: Cancer

Gender➛ Male
↳Sexual Orientation: Doesn't matter
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for: Dave

Physical Apparition ➤ https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/...

t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Black
↳Eyes Red
↳Scent Usually smells like cherries
↳Body Type Muscular yet curvey
↳Miscellaneous N/A

Dressing Style➛
-Everyday-
(view spoiler)[ https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/... http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly4... (hide spoiler)]

-Formal-
(view spoiler)[ https://66.media.tumblr.com/fa840f550... http://orig07.deviantart.net/6b3f/f/2... (hide spoiler)]

-Sleepwear-
(view spoiler)[ http://65.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m70... http://s2.zerochan.net/Karkat.Vantas.... (hide spoiler)]

History ➤

Karkat was born how most Alternians were. He was born in an egg and hatched as a grub (view spoiler)[ http://orig14.deviantart.net/4e42/f/2... (hide spoiler)] Then chosen by a Crabdad, if you will, (view spoiler)[ http://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/m... (hide spoiler)] and raised by him until he was old enough to fend for himself. Same old story. He was born as one of the lowest and rarest breeds of Alternian blood. He was born a mutant red blood. He was supposed to be lime blooded, but turned out red, for an unknown reason. Low Alternian's are looked down upon, so Karkat grew up most his life hiding his blood color from others, and still does. However, to human's it might look like normal red blood, only its a brighter colored red and gives off a strong scent of cherries.
Karkat grew up despising himself. He was born on another planet, but when war between some of the powerful Alternian's took place, killing Karkat's Crabdad in the process, Karkat quickly came down to this world as soon as possible. Now, it wasn't much better, with the state of things and the light suddenly being gone, but Karkat adapted pretty quickly. When that happened he was about 4 sweeps old (which to humans, that'd be 8 years old). Karkat wasn't human, and people here he knew would kill them if they found out what he was, so he often used make-up to make his skin human skin color rather than grey and used his hair to hide his horns, which was surprisingly easy since they were small. He grew accustomed to this and grew used to his environments rather quickly.
Karkat lived in the Crime District and got by by being a stripper and still is to this day. Karkat had/has a feminine body, so he's probably one of the favorite strippers to most people in the Crime District, rather they be male or female. Karkat had to adapt to the weather and to the rather poor life. He couldn't afford to live anywhere else. At least here it didn't constantly rain or snow, so it hasn't been too bad.

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We are all a little fucked up, and life's a little fucked up, and when we find someone who's fucked-up-ness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual fucked-up-ness and call it love.

Personality ➤ Karkat is a rather crabby person who rarely ever smiles or calms down. When interacting with people or in public, he is often seen shouting, cussing or arguing in any way possible, supporting his arguments with what seems to be empty logic. He isn't particularly patient, making even his most sound advice appear to be random insults.
Karkat is ruthlessly ambitious and will grasp at any opportunity for power, but he just doesn't have the subtlety of most other people and often ends with the sharp end of the stick most of the time. Despite his arrogant and volatile behavior, he proves to be a somewhat effective friend when he chooses to be.
Karkat seems to care deeply for his friends, even if he has trouble showing it at times. He is rather insecure deep inside, which may be the main reason for his rather crabby attitude all the time.
Karkat is not particularly blood thirsty like most people here in the asylum so he has trouble jumping into dangerous situations when shit goes down. He will often just stand their and watch, or try to work his way around it. However, if one of his friends are in danger, he'll quickly be their to help them out by any means necessary.
Karkat is also rather emotional. It is easy to anger or upset him just by not following his advice, trying to start shit or by just saying the wrong thing to him. He hates being alone, despite constantly being alone and just has trouble expressing himself, but he opens up to a few select people. However, just because he's fond of you, don't expect him to not randomly start arguments from time to time, because that's what he does.

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All your past flaws are like.. Scars... Scars in spacetime that never heal, and always serve to remind you that the perfect version of yourself you wish you could be can never exist. Because the survival of everyone you care about depends on you not existing.

↳[Abilities]:
*Blood Kinetics (view spoiler)[ Able to control his blood either within or outside of his own body, using it as a weapon to attack people (hide spoiler)]
*Pacifying people (view spoiler)[ ble to calm people by a simple touch and soothing voice (hide spoiler)]
*Haemokinetic Shield Construction (view spoiler)[ The ability to create shields around himself or other using his own blood or any blood that is laying on the ground and not in use. (hide spoiler)]

[Main Traits]
❖Crabby
❖Cranky
❖Argumentative
❖Ambitious
❖Caring (To an extent)
❖Emotional
❖Moody

↳Likes:
⟹ Ranting
⟹ Video Games
⟹ Pole Dancing
⟹ Capes
⟹ Crabs
⟹ The Ocean
⟹ The smell of Dave (He can't explain it, he just feels calm whenever he is able to take in Dave's scent)


↳Dislikes:
⟹ Killing
⟹ Failing his friends
⟹ Being alone
⟹ Himself

Talents/Strengths:
⟹ Is actually a pretty amazing singer
⟹ Close up combat
⟹ Knives

Weaknesses:
⟹ Range attacks
⟹ His friends

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╬❝My hate is the lifeblood that pulses through the veins of your universe. It is my gift to you. You're welcome for that. You ungrateful peace of shit.❞╬


Relationships➛

⤿Family: N/A

Theme Song➛:
♛Karkalicious by Superspecs (Fergalicious parody)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IWcb2...

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Well will you look at this. Here is my shit, and yet it remains unflipped. Just sitting there on the skillet, getting burned on one side. It's a fucking miracle.

[Wʀɛռ]

   

S C H E H E R A Z A D E ┃ L I O N N E

   

I D E N T I T Y :

nicknames ┃ cher, cherie, hera, z, zade
gender ┃ female
species ┃ human
rank ┃ slave
wealth ┃ 0
power ┃ 5
sexuality ┃ pansexual
relationship status ┃ owned as a slave

A G E : ┃ 18 ┃

birthday ┃ february 15th ┃ aquarius
birthstone ┃ amethyst ┃ healing and protection
birth flower ┃ violet ┃ delicate love, affection, modesty, faith, nobility, intuition and dignity

A P P E A R A N C E :

 
 
   

hair ┃ brown
eyes ┃ brown
height ┃ 5'8
weight ┃ 140lbs
scent ┃ honey and almonds
face claim ┃ michiko malandro ┃

S T Y L E :

(view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]

P E R S O N A L I T Y :

Scheherazade is a multifaceted person with many interests mostly due to the fact that she is easily bored. Her boredom leads her to all sorts of trouble usually, but also all kinds of knowledge. Observing people or things, reading books, asking questions, they are all things Cherie is able to easily do if she is bored. She has a wide knowledge of history, math, sciences, but isn't just limited to scholarly knowledge. She also is well versed in make up and fashion and quite enjoys trivial things.

Cherie is also very stubborn and self righteous despite being a slave. She grew up being taught that she deserved better and being bought and sold will never change that opinion of herself. She knows that she is a person and deserves a chance at freedom just for existing. This reasoning of hers almost always manages to land her in trouble. Slaves aren't supposed to see themselves as people.

H I S T O R Y :

Cherie's mother was a slave, much like Scheherazade, but her mother made a mistake that most slaves are careful not to repeat. She got pregnant from her master and chose to keep the child after the abortion failed. She was named Scheherazade after the tale of 1001 Arabian nights because Lilah dreamed of more for her child than just being a slave. Lilah taught Scheherazade to read, write, and do basic arithmetic until Scheherazade was far more knowledgeable than her mother was. Cherie's learning did not stop after that. She borrowed books and absorbed any new information she could, fiction or fact, it didn't matter to her.

When Scheherazade was 11, her mother died from scarlet fever, leaving Cherie alone in a world of slavery. Lilah's master sold Cherie at auction because she was a little young for his taste. Cherie didn't even recognize him as her father. Scheherazade was bought by an old professor who needed an extra pair of hands with his work. She was lucky to not be sold to a slaver that had an interest in younger girls. Cherie stayed with the professor, learning many things in his tutelage until his untimely death when she was 17. The professor's son then took ownership of Cherie.

It was not a pleasant memory, Cherie's two weeks with the professor's son were too long. An eternity in hell. She was then put up for auction as a sex slave, but still a virgin. Turns out there are many acts that can be committed without taking a woman's virginity. During that auction, Cherie was sold to Vasile Alexander Cornel. She has belonged to him ever since.

T R A I T S : stubborn, self-righteous, intelligent, bored

●likes ┃ bling, lip gloss, cigarettes, manicures, chess, fairy tales, stories, heels, coffee, black ink
●dislikes ┃ repetitive motions, snoring, guns, seafood, long nights, cold weather, lies, peanuts, the smell of peaces, lavender
●strengths ┃ wit, makeup, hiding bruises, sweet talking, getting into trouble
●weaknesses ┃ speaking out of turn, pride, hiding expressions, lying, stubborness
●mannerisms ┃ head held high, back straight, blank face, observing eyes
●recurrences ┃ high heels, hair done, pursed lips, half smiles, soft skin

F A M I L Y :

●lilah lionne ┃ mother ┃ 46 ┃ deceased
●klause montgomery ┃ father ┃ 48 ┃ alive and unfortunately well

T H E M E :

under the bridge ┃ red hot chili peppers

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

 


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V A S I L E  A L E X A N D E R  C O R N E L

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ᴠᴀsɪʟɪɴᴇ  ;  ᴏᴄᴛ ₂₆  ;  ₁₉ ʏᴇᴀʀs  ;  ᴘᴀɴsᴇxᴜᴀʟ  ;  sɪɴɢʟᴇ
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↳[sᴘᴇᴄɪᴇs]: human
↳[ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]: prince of the rain district
↳[ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ]: 7/10
↳[ᴀʟʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ]: chaotic evil
↳[ᴇʟᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ]: fire
↳[ᴛᴀʀᴏᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴅ]: the lovers

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↳[ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ]: blue
↳[ʜᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ]: golden
↳[ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ʙᴜɪʟᴅ]: well built
↳[sᴄᴇɴᴛ]: expensive wine
↳[ᴄʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ sᴛʏʟᴇ]:

He adorns the most expensive clothing, finely crafted by the empires' best designers and artisans. His most notable characteristics do not lie within his attire though, but rather, the brilliant crystal of his eyes, the way they shine in the light. And the glint of sinister intent that always plagues them.

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            ❝A man chooses, a slave obeys
                                    CHAPTER ONE ;; ᴘ ᴇ ʀ s ᴏ ɴ ᴀ ʟ ɪ ᴛ ʏ

↳Entitled, petty and devoid of sympathy, often times his own family members wonder if he's an actual sociopath. Vasile is Romanian, and along with his thick Romanian accent and his seductive demeanor, it's rather easy to fall for him. But do not be deceived by that spark in his eyes, or the quirk of his lips. People are toys to him, pawns in his chess game. He is the king, and he does what he wants when he wants. He is corrupt in every way imaginable, and doesn't hesitate to strike down even those that cannot defend themselves.

Essentially he's about everything that's wrong with human society today. He watches from his pedestal as the poor become poorer and the rich become richer, stomping on the beggars like ants and holding little regards for those he doesn't find charming. That includes other nobles as well, of whom he can be viciously competitive with. He needs to win, he needs to control, without control he is nothing and he's well aware of that.

In a way, he's a spoiled child, desensitized and conditioned with the mentality that the world revolves around him and him alone. He doesn't expect consequences, and wont stand for them when they present themselves. He runs from his problems, and inside, deep in that hollow shell of a man, is just a little boy curled up and hidden from the world, because he was never given a childhood.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

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↳[ʟɪᴋᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[sex, his servants, being surrounded by "toys", being warm, being acknowledged (hide spoiler)]
↳[ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[being alone, terrified of being by himself, annoying people, beggars (hide spoiler)]
↳[sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[his intelligence, his will, his courage, his sex appeal (hide spoiler)]
↳[ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[he gets emotional when he drinks, he's not the best fighter, super entitled (hide spoiler)]
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      ❝hate me, love me, i don't care, but all you need to do is obey me
                                      CHAPTER TWO ;; ʜ ɪ s ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ʏ

↳A king is nothing without his pawns. And that especially holds true in the story of Vasile Cornel, a boy born to parents too busy to pay attention to him, a boy given access to far too much power than anyone should ever be gifted with. Life is lonely. You go into it alone, you come out of it alone, and Vasile knows that all too well. The only people that ever paid attention to him growing up were his servants, females were his favorite specifically. And he wasted no time in stirring up trouble, just so that people would acknowledge his existence.

But his servants could not chastise him. His servants were only there to serve. To worship him and kneel at his feet, lick his boots. They were nothing, and yet they were everything. His mother couldn't read a book to him before bed but a servant could. His father couldn't teach him to shave, but a servant could. Neither of them could teach him to love but a servant had a body of warm flesh and blood to play with. They could teach him how to love. Or at least, how to not feel so empty every once in a while.

He spent his adolescence picking on his servants and had the tendency to get particularly violent throughout his childhood. Though he learned through experience that political power alone couldn't protect him. So he learned to protect himself. Various types of martial arts, boxing, and fencing classes. But his favorite form of combat is one in which he uses a pair of prayer beads, or more accurately, the strings. He learned the practice from a good friend of his. A priest actually.

↳[ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs]:
⇁open
↳[ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇs]:
⇁doesn't have any
↳[ɪɴғᴀᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]:
⇁unknown
↳[ᴘᴀsᴛ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs]:
⇁None

[Coben [Arming the strong, aiding the weak]]

╬❝If I get you alone in a dark room it's for one of two reasons. One you'll enjoy, the other... not so much❞╬

Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Kane (K ā n)
↳[middle name]: Dalen (D aw len)
↳[last name]: Savage (Sa vij)

Society➛
↳[species]: Yokai hybrid (Enenra and Banshee)
↳[rank]: None
↳[level of wealth]: 9
↳[level of power]: 5
(Kane is very much a stealth killer, taking his targets from the shadows and then vanishing without a trace. If confronted in face to face combat he is much more likely to flee than fight)

Age➛ 23
⤿birthdate: December 23rd
⤿zodiac sign: Capricorn

Gender➛ Male
↳Sexual Orientation: Hetero-Sexual
↳Relationship Status: Promiscuous
↳Feelings for: None

Physical Apparition ➤


t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair: Black, slightly curly, stops just above his eyes
↳Eyes: Glowing solid red
↳Scent: Burning coal
↳Body Type: Thin and athletically muscled
↳Miscellaneous: Pale skin

Dressing Style➛
When underground or in the company of other Yokai he wears cargo pants and button up shirts, all in dark grey. When venturing into Human territory where he does his hunting he wears a black cloak sewn together from rags. On the rare occasions he travels among Humans in public he wears a cloth over his eyes and carries a cane, feigning blindness.

History ➤
Born to a lower class Banshee father and an upper class Enenra mother. His father disappeared a few weeks before his birth and his mother died in childbirth, leaving Kane to be raised by her noble family. He left at eighteen to go out on his own and see "how the other half lives". What he found was a lot of Yokai living in squalor. The blame for which, he believes, falls squarely on the Humans. His heritage gives him two particular appetites: one for sex and one for energy. The former he satisfies exclusively with Yokai, the latter is reserved for Humans.


[Description]

Personality ➤
Suave and easy going, at least on the outside. Inside he is full of barely contained hatred and loathing for Humanity, prone to random acts of violence and fits of psychotic rage.

[Main Traits]
❖
↳Poor physical eyesight augmented by the ability to see heat, which he uses to track targets even in absolute darkness. Feeds on energy rather than blood like most Banshees do. This energy can come from the rare spheres or, more commonly, directly from Humans. Kane is invisible to thermal except for immediately after feeding, when his body heat pushes 150° Fahrenheit.

↳Likes:
⟹Darkness
Okami (of the female variety)
Sangria

↳Dislikes:
⟹Humans
Bright light

Talents/Strengths:
⟹Stealth
Patience

Weaknesses:
⟹ Open combat
Temper



╬❝I like to see the look in their eyes when they see mine. When they know I'm going to make them pay for all of their sins.❞╬


Relationships➛

⤿Family:

↳ His mother, an upper class Enenra who died in childbirth.
Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♡
❝A lovely woman from what I'm told. Her family took good care of me, I just wish... well, I wish I could have met her.❞


↳His father, a classless Banshee who disappeared before his birth. Love:♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
❝Son of a bitch without even the decency to stay with mom until the end. I'll see him in hell. If I find him I'll send him there myself.❞

Theme Song➛:
♛ Versus, Area 11

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

accepted !

[Sakurasou]

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╬❝This entire world is a setting, sometimes it's still, other times its moving. I like to capture those moments.❞╬

Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Aina [ Love; Affection and Green ]
↳[middle name]: Kazuko [ Family ]
↳[last name]: Soloviev [ Nightingale ]

Society➛ Dust District
↳[species]: Human
↳[rank]: Peasant; Beggar
↳[level of wealth]: 1
↳[level of power]: 5

Age➛17
⤿birthdate: November 2nd
⤿zodiac sign: Scorpio

Gender➛ Female
↳Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for: None at the moment

Physical Apparition ➤



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t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair: Scarlet red
↳Eyes: Bright green
↳Scent: Orchid
↳Body Type: (view spoiler)[
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Aina is well fit and curvaceous, and additionally slightly muscular. She isn't considerably tall nor short, so as to say somewhere in between, but more so towards tall.
↳Miscellaneous: A few small scratches and bruises here and there from constant movement, nothing noticeable.

Dressing Style➛
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Aina most often seems to be wearing the same outfits, which are a limited two or three. She's most commonly seen in a black shirt with checkered sleeves, juniper capri pants, and thick shoes. At times, she'll wear a dotted blue and black dress, however only on few occasions.
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History ➤

Aina was born into poverty, her father was unemployed and unable to find work, and her mother was weak and suffering from having to raise Aina. From a very young age, Aina had already been exposed to the cruelty of their world, and had an unusually pessimistic outlook, a view a child of her age normally should not have. She was aware that her parents could not support her, and worked in order to support the three. Due to the ongoing issue of low wages however, she couldn't raise enough to sustain a lifestyle, which resulted in the unfortunate death of her mother. When she was informed, she honestly wasn't too surprised, she had predicted such a ending, and though saddened was able to move on with her life. When she was 8, she happened across a camera thrown out, and took it back in interest. From there on out, she developed her love for photography, and was able to make a living out of the hobby, enabling some life for both her and her now ill father. She now balances different jobs, hoping to be able to afford the medicine to heal her father one day.

Personality ➤

Aina is cool, calm, and level headed. Surprisingly she's a fantasizing person, placing her hopes and hobbies above most else. She appears to be a stoic person, rarely smiling if at all, or showcasing many other emotions for that matter, and is usually seen with a similar expression. She is calculative when need be, and ignorant at other times. She also has a select few things she cares about, and all else she normally ignores or shows little to no concern for. In that way, she isn't necessarily caring or selfless, although this is not the case around people she cares for. Additionally she can also be quite difficult to approach, as she does not speak much, and when she does, she's rather monotonous and to the point. She also has an androgynous voice. However, contrary to belief, Aina is not tedious company. In fact, she can be enjoyable to talk to and be around, though it does depend on the level of trust between her and the other, as well as how much she truly cares. She is skilled in the art of hand to hand combat, which she hones through self practice, however there are limitations. In any case, she isn't someone one would want to anger, as she becomes very fiery and ruthless, and it's exceedingly difficult to calm her down. Lastly, she loves photography, as it fascinates her greatly.

[Main Traits]
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↳Calm
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↳Cautious
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↳Calculative
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↳Impulsive

↳Likes:
⟹Her camera, photography, nature, scenery, exploration, interesting things

↳Dislikes:
⟹Introductions, injustice, cruel treatment, obsessive people, nosiness, cold

Talents/Strengths:
⟹Boxing, physical combat, photography, Doesn't stress under pressure

Weaknesses:
⟹Empathetic, cares greatly for people she is attached to, pushes past her limits, takes on a lot


Relationships➛

⤿Family:
↳[Aina's mother worked very hard to raise Aina with what little she had, which is how Aina developed her hard working nature. Her mother was always worried and devastated about their condition, which weakened her own physical health and resulted in her death later. Aina was close to her mother to some extent. ] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♡♡♡♡♡

↳[Her father was a kind and gentle man who would constantly leave during the day to search for employment, and return later to assure them everything would be alright. He wasn't around much, but did what he could for the family. Presently he's fallen ill, and Aina is trying to save up enough to afford treatment. ] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♡♡♡♡♡



Theme Song➛:
♛

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

AAA FISHEYE PLACEBO
ACCEPTED

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

 


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↳[sᴘᴇᴄɪᴇs]: human
↳[ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]: yokai huntress
↳[ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ]: 7/10 (be careful man)
↳[ᴀʟʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ]: lawful neutral
↳[ᴇʟᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ]: fire
↳[ᴛᴀʀᴏᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴅ]: the lovers

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↳[ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ]: golden
↳[ʜᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ]: strawberry blonde
↳[ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ʙᴜɪʟᴅ]: petite
↳[sᴄᴇɴᴛ]: vanilla
↳[ᴄʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ sᴛʏʟᴇ]: read below

Suki generally enjoys the baggier, larger sweaters of warm colors like gentle oranges and pinks. She's not necessarily frilly but she does occasionally like getting in a dress and heels. Even though it's definitely not her style.

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            ❝I don't need friends, I need weapons
                                    CHAPTER ONE ;; ᴘ ᴇ ʀ s ᴏ ɴ ᴀ ʟ ɪ ᴛ ʏ

↳Suki isn't new to acting, playing pretend is something she's done her whole life. She's a yokai hunter, though she feigns the life of a normal teenage girl in order to keep herself concealed. She has no friends, but many consider her a friend. She has zero tolerance for emotions, and fakes the majority of them on a daily basis. Her only job in life, her only aspiration, is to keep the yokai from the surface world. However, that doesn't mean she'll attack on sight. Quite the contrary, she may even strike up friendly conversation. But it's all in her orders. She is a contract killer, and while she does occasionally kill humans, yokai seem to be the biggest targets she ever has.

She doesn't hold a personal opinion on them. Much like she doesn't hold a personal opinion on the majority of things. She's typically quite unbiased and willing to gather new information that might contradict the knowledge she already has. She's perfectly comfortable with any form of self revelation and generally prefers that people be straight and upfront with her, rather than sugar coat things.

She has been in contact with The Outsider, as he has taken an interest in her at one point or another, and yet despite being given the option, she was the only one out of all of the marked ones to turn down his offer. She likes to live life on the edge, and doesn't want to do it with the help of some deity. She is a very independent person who's charming and clever and can play several different roles if she needs to. She also has a bit of a disregard towards those around her. Many confuse her for a force of good, but the truth is, she doesn't really care who dies in her contracts. If a good person dies in the process of completing an order, than so be it, likewise with a bad person. She doesn't care who she hurts, as long as she gets the job done.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

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↳[ʟɪᴋᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[reading, tea, coffee, candles, rainy days, killing yokai (hide spoiler)]
↳[ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[yokai, annoying people, not getting paid enough (hide spoiler)]
↳[sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[her appearance, her intelligence, her strength (hide spoiler)]
↳[ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[her temperment, her gullibility, her naivety (hide spoiler)]


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      ❝I do what I was born to do, that's all that matters
                                      CHAPTER TWO ;; ʜ ɪ s ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ʏ

↳From the moment she was capable of walking, Suki's father didn't hesitate to begin his training. They come from an ancient clan, with an ability to harden their blood and use it against others. This clan was the same clan that ritualistically created The Outsider. So its intentions today are rather ironic. What once was a cult of religious finatics is now a group of people that dedicate their lives to ridding the surface world of yokai pests, for a price of course. They aren't very well known around the districts because they keep a low profile, but Suki is apart of that clan, and she's very proud of that.

She doesn't have a tragic backstory or a devastating childhood, and in fact her parents are actually both quite loving and gentle with her, besides the occasional discipline. She was conditioned growing up, indoctrinated into their way of thinking. In a sense, she was desensitized from the world around her. Which could be percieved as a good thing, or a horrible thing.

↳[ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs]:
⇁open
↳[ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇs]:
⇁doesn't have any
↳[ɪɴғᴀᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]:
⇁unknown
↳[ᴘᴀsᴛ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs]:
⇁None

[Rock]

Etymology➛
↳[first name]:Ebony [ˈebənē : Black]
↳[middle name]:Eros [ˈɛrɒs : Love]
↳[last name]:Rosa [RO-sah: Rose]

Society➛
↳[species]:Human
↳[rank]:Mercenary (Kaliyah Guild) (Ranked: Wyvern)
↳[level of wealth]: 5
↳[level of power]:7

Age➛21
⤿birthdate: February 14
⤿zodiac sign: Pisces

Gender➛ Female
↳Sexual Orientation: Straight
↳Relationship Status: Open
↳Feelings for: No one

Physical Apparition ➤


t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Incredibly long and incredibly pink
↳Eyes Blue
↳Scent Assorted Fruits and Roses
↳Body Type Rather Tall, Incredibly well toned, curvy, and fit.
↳Miscellaneous

Dressing Style➛
To say that Ebony "dresses" would be far too generous to her. Usually only wearing a skimpy white tank top and skimpy denim "daisy duke" cut-off shorts. Needless to say, she dresses to attract attention to herself. Too bad her rather ungodly height mixed with her rather muscular body makes her rather intimidating compared to her companions.

History ➤

Ebony was born in the heart of the crime district. She was the product of a one night stand, and was promptly abandon on the streets the second she was born. With no parents to watch after her, and no good role models for miles, it was clear that her chances of making it was little to none, but she survived. Not by her own will power of course, she was just a baby after all, but despite the dangers of living in the place she did there were still a few kind souls out there. Not kind enough to take her in, but they were at least kind enough to shelter her and feed her at night. After all, Yokai were prevalent in the area, and there was no way such a young child could defend herself against such a threat. Yet at the same time taking in another mouth to feed would only make them more at risk as well, so Ebony jumped from person to person who was kind enough to take her in. She was incredibly lucky to say the least. She was abandon as an infant after all, how exactly she survived before she could even walk was a miracle, but it showed just how strong Ebony was. As she grew older and less dependent it was clear she was a determined spirit. No longer a small child the people around her grew less sympathetic, and she now had to rely on her own skills, or be hunted down by Yokai. She learned how to fight from wrestling the other poor kids for food. Needing to use every dirty and underhanded tactic she could figure out, because she would starve if she didn't. Still rather young and inexperienced compared to many of the other poor kids, Ebony barley got by, but that all changed when puberty struck her. Being a girl, her growth spurts hit her rather early compared to the more tough and aggressive guys she fought with, but for her that growth spurt hit her like a truck. She just grew, and grew, and grew, and grew. Now towering over her fellow starving children in both size and strength. She easily became the sort of "top dog" in the area, and many of the other children dreaded her appearance. Anyone unlucky enough to be around her age, and in possession of food, would always end up starving that night. Having such a high position in her area, Ebony soon grew healthier than she had in years. Now with a full stomach, and a still growing body that was slowly making her more massive than many of the adults she knew. Ebony set out to tackle even greater goals. That goal being money. If she had money, then she wouldn't have to wrestle out of the grubby palms of small children anymore. It seemed like a win for her that all the kids her age would be supportive of.

Yet finding money was harder than Ebony thought. She had no skills, or intelligence, to do an actual job, but was smart enough to stay away from joining some of the clubs. Even if it was easy money, she didn't think she'd last very long at the pace she was growing at (not that she hadn't sold herself a few times already, and was already dressing in a way to distract the boys she stole from), so she did the only thing she knew how to do. Fight. Not professional fighting, just bar fights. Her massive size made her look much older than she was, so getting into a bar was easy (even if the bars in the crime nation didn't have age limits). All she would do was simply got into the bar, and wait. People were all ways passing out drunk, or so drunk they were angry, that few people noticed the girl picking people's pockets, nor did they care when a girl knocked out a few guys who tried to cop a feel of her while drunk (Now too busy being passed out to fight back when she took their money). Ebony had it good for a while, or at least as good as she thought she could get, and was rather content for herself. She had a lot of money flowing in from teasing off drunk people, and if she was running short there was always someone who wouldn't mind having a few minutes of fun with her for a quick buck. She finally felt safe, but that would all change one day, and it would change for the better.

By now Ebony was in her late teens and had stopped growing, but she stopped growing when she towered over everyone around her. Her immense size had made to to where she could easily handle everyone in the bar besides maybe the massive bouncer outside, but the two of them were on good terms with each other, so that mixed with the fact she did end up knocking out a few guys had started giving her a rather impressive reputation, and soon enough lots of guys were trying to fight with her to prove themselves the toughest in the bar that or they were trying to flirt with her, it was hard to tell the differences. In most cases Ebony, would accept every man who tried to challenge her. After all, that simply meant more money in her pocket. Although her rather impressive winning streak was ruined one day by a rather small man who didn't enjoy it when he saw people taller than him. In a drunken challenge, he tried to face off against Ebony, and, well, he won. Ebony put up the best fight she could, but it wasn't enough to defeat him. The smaller man, his pride now ten times bigger, gave Ebony a rather surprising offer after spending about ten minutes gloating. He said that he was from a group of mercenaries group called Kaliyah. He saw that Ebony had some level of talent, and it would be wasted if she stayed here in the crime nation wasting her time in bar fights. Not really having any friends or family to keep her connected to her home, and always having the eye for more money, Ebony accepted his offer.

Soon after that night Ebony and the man headed off to the Rain district (one of the more popular places for Kaliyah mercenaries as the rich can usually pay more than the poor) where she was immediately enlisted into the mercenary group. Rather undisciplined and unskillful at first, the Kaliyah mercenaries made sure to turn Ebony into the best fighter she could be. She spent the next few years rising to the rank of Wyvern, not the best rank, but not a bad one either. Having spent so much time with the Kaliyah mercenaries, Ebony had finally started to feel like she had a family. Her more brutish and rude personality finally starting to be replaced with a softer and more kind one. Although her love for money has yet to change.

Personality ➤

Ebony's personality is a bold one to say the least. Back when she lived in the crime district she was a rather aggressive and uncaring person. If you had something she wanted, she would take it. If you said something disrespectful to her, she would knock you into next week. Although now, after living in the rain district for a few years she has become slightly less aggressive. She no longer picks fight with people for looking at her wrong, nor does she speak as crudely, but she still is just as loud, in your face, and "aggressive" as she was before. This "aggression" now taking the form of her flirtier and up in your face attitude. If she likes you then you'll know for sure that she likes you, and you probably won't have a chance to tell her no if you're not careful. Just be ready if you do return her affections, she is a lot of woman to love. Just be careful though. She was still born and raised in the crime nation. She's used to dealing with sex, drugs, murder, and all sort of other horrible things, and if you hurt someone she loves then you best be ready to defend yourself.

[Main Traits]
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↳ Flirty
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↳Rough
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↳Loud

↳Likes:
⟹Cute Guys
⟹Money
⟹Pink

↳Dislikes:
⟹Low paying jobs
⟹Yokai
⟹People who take her jobs (Assassins/Rival Mercenaries)

Talents/Strengths:
⟹Incredibly gifted in hand to hand combat
⟹Good with whips and chain weapons.
⟹Immensely strong physically due to size and working out

Weaknesses:
⟹Not the best at long range
⟹Has a hard time fighting people she deems cute
⟹Children




Relationships➛

Family: Since her family abandoned her at birth she has none. She doesn't even know her real name. She just made one up that sounded cool in her mind.

[Rock]

Etymology➛
↳[first name]:Veera [Brave]
↳[middle name]:Denise [To be devoted to Bacchus]
↳[last name]:Isabelle [Pledged to God]

Society➛
↳[species]: Human
↳[rank]: Mercenary (Kaliyah Guild) (Ranked: Lizard)
↳[level of wealth]: 4
↳[level of power]: 6

Age➛ 18
⤿birthdate: July 25
⤿zodiac sign: Leo

Gender➛
↳Sexual Orientation: Straight
↳Relationship Status: Open
↳Feelings for: No one

Physical Apparition ➤


t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Whiteish/Grey
↳Eyes Yellow
↳Scent Snow and Gun powder
↳Body Type Curvy, Fit, Athletic
↳Miscellaneous A long scar that goes left to right across her nose.

Dressing Style➛
Veera was born in the Ice Kingdom and is used to the cold, so when she finally moved out of their she dressed in as little as possible after spending years way too bundled up for her licking. She usually wears a black jacket with a white zipper tee underneath, while for pants she usually wears with torn up denim short shorts and a belt around her waist that is so long one might mistake it for a tail with how she lets it fall from her. Besides her clothing, Veera wears gauntness on each arm. One of the gauntlets is actually a sort of arm cannon that shoots rather impressively sized bullets, while the other one is simply spiked to help with her close-range attacks.

History ➤ Veera was born in the ice kingdom to a rather pour couple. Due to the family's lack of funds they lived on the outskirts of town, and there was always risk of a Yokai snatching her up when she least expected it. Her parents did their best to keep her and themselves safe, but with their jobs steadily growing more demanding the would have to come home later and later. While everyone was already asleep, and the already dim lights seemed dimmer. Veera always worried that if her parents were to be taken by Yokai it would be while she was already asleep at home, ever able to say goodbye to them again. Looking back on that now Veera probably wishes that was what happened, because what did happen was far worse.

Veera, the loving daughter that she was, wanted to spend all the time she could with her parents, even on chores, so when her parents decided to go to the store to get some of the fresh food that just came in from the seasonal kingdom she decided to go with them. The trip there was rather uneventful, but on the way back it happened. Yokai attacked. Veera had to watch as her parents were ripped away from her by some ungodly beast, dragging them into the darkness to feast while she stood there in fear. Too scared to move, to shocked to run. This proved to be a horrible mistake. Either the beast had friends, or had come back for seconds, because soon enough the Yokai had return, glaring in pure hatred at the child. As the monster slowly closed in on her, Veera's fight or flight response finally kicked in and she turned to run, but it was just a little too late for that. The monster had been aiming to knock her in the head, but she had moved just enough out of the way for the swipe to not impale her head, but instead give her a large gash straight across her face. The young girl, now having given up due to the pain fell into the fetal position and cried out loudly in pain. Everyone in the pour districts probably knows the sound of a Yokai attack when they hear one. Many were heartbroken to hear a young girl screaming, but knowing they could do nothing they just moved on. All except one that is.

An older female mercenary who just so happened to hear the crying girl sprang into action as soon as she could. She had heard the cries of death many times before, but perhaps was compelled to save the girl due to her being so young. Her reasoning didn't matter though, what did matter was that she did indeed make it in time. The Yokai readying its second attempt to grab the girl stopped by the mercenary's blade. Quickly scaring off the monster who had already feasted on her parents, leaving the young child alone would not end up starving it. After making sure the Yokai was gone, and calming down the screaming child, the mercenary asked where Veera's parents were, but soon realized what had happened after the child started crying again. Not wanting to leave the child to die in the snow, and not trusting the orphanages enough to properly raise a child, she reluctantly took the child with her back home. Her home being with the Kaliyah Mercenaries Guild. It turns out the woman had a reputation for being a rather tough and cold hearted killer, but it seems even she had her limits on how cruel she could be. Many people in the Mercenary Guild took a liking to the child, some finding her sad story relatable to their own situations, or others just kind and unable to turn away such a young child. Soon enough Veera was sort of like a child to the whole guild. Everyone taking turns looking after her, and training her up to one day be a fine mercenary to join their own ranks. The kindness of the mercenaries slowly helped mend Veera's broken heart and she became a rather spry and bubbly young girl. Spending most of her time training to fight, and listening to stories of great battles and journeys that guild members would tell her.

Now, many years later, Veera was officially made a member of the guild. Now finally able to official be sent on missions she spends her time honing her own skills, while also shadowing fellow mercenaries to help improve her skills, and hoping to one day be the most powerful mercenary the world has ever seen.

Personality ➤

Despite being raised by a group of mercenaries Veera turned out to be rather kind compared to the more brutish, loud, and prideful people who raised her. In fact, she was probably treated a lot like the youngest daughter by everyone and in turn has developed a rather intense desire to prove herself, but also turn into one of the kindest and friendly people because of it as well. If not a bit ignorant to things around her due to how protective everyone was of her. Despite her friendly nature, she is still quite the firecracker, and tends to pick fights with people who think less of her. Mostly using her losses as ways to teach and encourage herself to grow strong, while also treating her wins to show to herself and others just how far she has come. Her intense desire to become the strongest fueled by a feeling of everyone around her treating her like a kid, despite the fact she is now, in fact, a full-fledged mercenary and not the little girl they raised so long ago. Although, her intense need to prove herself has caused her to usually jump into situations without a plan, and she tends to get beat whenever that happens. Luckily the guild usually has someone watching her back so she doesn’t' get herself killed.

[Main Traits]
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↳Hot headed
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↳Kind
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↳Determined
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↳Innocent

↳Likes:
⟹Guns, Weapons, Warm Places

↳Dislikes:
⟹Yokai, Cold, Pour Districts

Talents/Strengths:
⟹Well versed in how to use fire arms.
⟹Well-adjusted to dealing with the cold
⟹Has focused a lot of her training on combating Yokai

Weaknesses:
⟹ Is still kind of afraid of poorly lit parts of the city, it reminds her of her parents and puts her on edge.
⟹Tends to jump into situations she can't beat on her own.
⟹Tends to pick fights with people stronger than her, and hates being looked down on.




Relationships➛

Family: Dead. Killed by Yokai

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

Both accepted

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

 


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↳[sᴘᴇᴄɪᴇs]: human
↳[ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]: beggar (delivers bread sometimes)
↳[ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ]: 2/10
↳[ᴀʟʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ]: lawful good
↳[ᴇʟᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ]: earth
↳[ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]: the seasonal district
↳[ᴛᴀʀᴏᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴅ]: the lovers

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↳[ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ]: purple
↳[ʜᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ]: dark brown
↳[ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ʙᴜɪʟᴅ]: petite
↳[sᴄᴇɴᴛ]: bread
↳[ᴄʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ sᴛʏʟᴇ]: read below

Iris can't afford much and wears the clothes she has. Which can be brutal in the winter, when times are the roughest for her. She doesn't have parents, and has to work by her own means. Around her neck she wears a necklace with a little bird whistle that a strange man with black eyes once gave to her. It sings a mystical song that can hypnotize those around her.

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            ❝I wanna help people one day, give them lots of bread
                                    CHAPTER ONE ;; ᴘ ᴇ ʀ s ᴏ ɴ ᴀ ʟ ɪ ᴛ ʏ

↳While not incredibly innocent, Iris is still very young and sees the world through rose colored glasses. She sees the best in everyone, despite the atrocities she's seen in her short time living on the streets. Many times she's been attacked, but the whistle she keeps on hand allows her to temporarily mesmerize people into a state of unknowing, long enough for her to escape. She's actually a pacifist, and often preaches love and peace towards those around her, even chastising guards who have threatened to hurt her for being "Big old meanies".

Even though she lost her parents in a tragic accident, she stills sees the brighter side of things and sincerely believe that the world around her will get better. Even managing to be quite charitable with the little amount of things she has herself. Though, Iris is a little girl, and only just that. She doesn't have strength on her side and the only thing guiding her through life is pure luck, and The Outsider's influence, of whom visits her every night. He has a soft spot for children afterall.

Towards other children, she often times acts indifferent or shy, because she's never really associated with anyone her age, and thus doesn't know how to act. Sometimes her maturity puts off other people her age as well, so she tends to avoid mingling with them. Instead, she likes having insightful conversations with adults or teenagers, learning things that she could at school, given she can't actually go to school.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

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↳[ʟɪᴋᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[reading, candy, peace, love, helping people (hide spoiler)]
↳[ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[fighting, war, blood, death, asparagus (hide spoiler)]
↳[sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[her will, her courage, her cleverness (hide spoiler)]
↳[ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[her scrawniness, her naivety, her innocence (hide spoiler)]


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      ❝I have nightmares, but he pulls me away from them, he's my friend
                                      CHAPTER TWO ;; ʜ ɪ s ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ʏ

↳Her parents were poor too, but not so much that they didn't have a home, or food on the table every night, snacks in the cabinets, and enough to send her to school. But with the way the government is, as soon as her parents died, Iris was thrown out onto the streets and her only home was collected by the bank. No one helped her at first. So she took intiative and began forcing her way into people's lives. She didn't sit by and beg. She demanded that she help people, and eventually those around her just accepted that she'd help, and they paid her for it, and continue to.

She doesn't like talking about what happened to her parents, and doesn't blame the yokai that feasted on them in the middle of the night. For she had learned that it was in the nature of some to prey upon others. There was a natural harmony to the world that couldn't be broken. Things happened for a reason. For several years and even up to today, she has had nightmares of the night, but a mysterious man pulls her from those nightmares and into a place that's cold and empty. But he has teaparties with her, and gave her a neat whistle, so she doesn't mind.

↳[ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs]:
⇁she's a little girl. No.
↳[ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇs]:
⇁doesn't have any
↳[ɪɴғᴀᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]:
⇁none
↳[ᴘᴀsᴛ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs]:
⇁None

[Wʀɛռ]

   

K A N E ┃ H A R O L D ┃ F R A S E R

   

I D E N T I T Y :

nicknames ┃ n/a
gender ┃ male
species ┃ human ┃ affected with alternian yokai blood
rank ┃ detective
wealth ┃ 5
power ┃ 7
sexuality ┃ bisexual
relationship status ┃ single

A B I L I T I E S :

strength ┃ increased strength from the demon blood
sharpen ┃ grows claws, teeth become like shark's teeth, and eyes glow when extremely angry
senses ┃ above average sight and vision

A G E : ┃ 25 ┃

birthday ┃ february 25th ┃ pisces
birthstone ┃ amethyst ┃ healing and protection
birth flower ┃ violet ┃ delicate love, affection, modesty, faith, nobility, intuition and dignity

A P P E A R A N C E :

 
 

hair ┃ black
eyes ┃ amber
height ┃ 6'0
weight ┃ 160lbs
distinct markings ┃ has a robotic left hand
scent ┃ coffee and gunpowder
face claim ┃ ginoza nobuchika ┃ psycho-pass

S T Y L E :

(view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]

P E R S O N A L I T Y :

Kane is an all around bitter asshole with extreme self-loathing issues and a sharp tongue to match. He doesn't take no shit from nobody and is mostly anything but the upstanding officer he should be. Kane feels like he doesn't deserve his promotion, doesn't deserve his partner, and most of all doesn't deserve to be alive, but he has to be or else his niece won't have anyone to take care of her. Kane is obsessed with finding a cure to his condition because he doesn't want to hurt Vivienne on accident. It would surely kill him if he ever did. He is so obsessed he'll even turn to criminals and yokai for help, offering them classified police information in return and making shady deals to let them get away with crime.

He doesn't care anymore what happens to other people as long as it's not Vivienne getting hurt.

He thinks it's the demon blood in him that makes him this way.

Kane always seems extremely irritable, but he actually has an iron grip on his anger, not wanting to lash out and expose himself as infected with demon blood. If he ever did that he would lose his job on the force and be hunted. There wouldn't be anyway for him to keep Vivienne safe. Kane is extremely territorial of his niece, she is the only thing left of his family and he feels extremely responsible for her since he was the one that killed his sister and her husband in an accidental fit of rage. Thank god he was a police officer or else he would have been suspected, and his sudden mood swings and bitterness were attributed to the death of his sister.

Kane used to care, he used to be a moral and upstanding guy, but now he will do anything to get rid of the demon part of him, even if it means becoming evil in order to get his hands on a cure.

H I S T O R Y :

Kane used to be a model police officer. He used to be one of the best guys on the force. One day he was sent on a routine call in about a demon wandering a little too far towards the city center, only to find it was an extremely powerful high blood alternian causing chaos instead of an average level demon. Kane and his other buddies on the force never stood a chance. He doesn't remember most of that night, just high levels of adrenaline and then blacking out from pain when his left hand was cut off. Kane woke up in a hospital, the force covered the surgery that got him his synthetic cyborg hand. He was the only cop to survive the fight, the rest were shredded and the alternian was gone. Disappeared without a trace.

It took a few weeks for Kane to notice something was wrong. He could hear things from far away, no long needed his glasses to see, and snapped at the most insignificant things. People thought it was because Kane lost his hand and his best friends all in one night, but Kane knew there was something more to it. A week later his sister and her husband invited him over to dinner, to make sure nothing was wrong, to make sure he was getting better rather than worse. For some reason only a few minutes after he got there, Kane snapped for some insignificant reason. He blacked out and when he came to again, he was standing in the middle of what looked like a massacre. Blood was everywhere. And yet there were only two victims. In the mirror in the hall, Kane could see the monster that did it all. Himself.

When he managed to calm down and his demon features disappeared, Kane carefully left the apartment and returned a few minutes later like he had just arrived a little late for dinner with his sister and her family. He called the police. Gave his statement. Then took custody of his niece because it was all his fault. Kane cleaned up after that, returned to the force from his vacation and focused on controlling his temper until he could do it in even the most stressful of situations. People thought it was weird that he came back so soon after the death of his sister, but he made them think that he threw himself into his work to distract himself and provide for his niece because if he hadn't been late he might have been able to save them. Oh how wrong they were. He was given a promotion out of pity for all the man hours he put into his work.

It wasn't long after that Kane became a dirty cop. About a year into being a dirty cop, he was finally assigned a new partner, which was annoying because it was just another person he had to hold at arms length to keep them from figuring out his secret. Kane did all sorts of things as a dirty cop, tampered with investigations, let guilty people go, told criminals top secret information, anything to get information and money for a cure to his condition.

T R A I T S : determined, self-loathing, stoic, bitter

●likes ┃ coffee, jelly beans, cigarettes, fast cars, loud music, heartbeats, indigo, cold wind, fire, lighters
●dislikes ┃ iced coffee, tofu, dress shoes, littering, quiet, stale air, small spaces, smell of blood, himself, staring
●strengths ┃ determined, focused, strong-willed, intelligent, insightful
●weaknesses ┃ self-loathing, bitter, angry, confrontational, own worst enemy
●mannerisms ┃ scowling, glaring, hands shoved in pockets, observing eyes
●recurrences ┃ scowls, coffee stains, glares, sleepless nights, betrayal

F A M I L Y :

●elizabeth fraser ┃ mother ┃ 59 ┃ deceased
●henry fraser┃ father ┃ 62 ┃ deceased
●destiny fraser┃ sister ┃ 32 ┃ deceased
●vivienne fraser┃ niece ┃ 8 ┃ alive

T H E M E :

seven nation army ┃ the white stripes

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

yooo accepted

[Rock]

Etymology➛
↳[first name]:Raven [A type of bird]
↳[middle name]:Dolores [Sorrows]
↳[last name]:Keira [Little dark one]

Society➛
↳[species]: Human
↳[rank]: (Not really poor, but not a noble either)
↳[level of wealth]: 7
↳[level of power]:5

Age➛ 22
⤿birthdate: March 13th
⤿zodiac sign: Pisces

Gender➛Female
↳Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
↳Relationship Status: None
↳Feelings for: No One, but the cop is kind of cute.

Physical Apparition ➤


t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Black
↳Eyes Heterochromia One eye yellow, one eye red (might be a contact)
↳Scent Blood, drugs, sorrow, and one night stands
↳Body Type Long, Lanky, but budding
↳Miscellaneous

Dressing Style➛
Raven's dressing style is bold and out there to say the least. Bold in the sense she is supposedly a pour beggar girl, yet she dresses like a queen, and out there in the sense she seems to only wear dresses and whatever cute little bobbles she finds.

History ➤
Raven was born in the crime nation, and like many people there she was poor and was destined to stay poor. It was either working a soul killing job, or selling herself on the street corner, but Raven wasn't the kind of girl to just accept the life the world had planned out for her. She wanted there to be more in her life than just begging! She wanted money, she wanted friends, and she desperately wanted power, but she was smart enough to understand how corrupt the crime nation was. It was run by the mafia, and only the mafia held positions of power..... so if she couldn't gain any leverage in the political side of the country, then she'd just find another place to take control of. This place happened to be the underground. The drug rings, the slave pens, and far worse things all resided in the underground, and here? People got offed all the time. She could move up rather fast and replace whoever got killed, while also making sure to not make the same mistakes they did. It would be simple right? Just walk in, try to get a job as an underling, and then slowly build up a reputation before taking on the big boss.

Wrong. She was still a defenseless little girl, and a cute one at that. Stepping into that horrible place had got her tangled into slavery rather quick, but despite her young age she had still been raised in the crime nation. She was used to dealing with the worst of life already, and he persisted. Even killing the man who captured her and sold her into slavery rather quickly. All it took was a few sweet words and she united all of her fellow child slaves against the ones enslaved them. Their was heavy losses on both sides, but all that mattered to little old Raven was the fact that she survived. She didn't tell her fellow slaves that though. Instead she made a bargain with them. They could run off back into the horrible and wretched town back into the very lives they were trying to run away from, or they could stay together and form their own gang. Act as a sort of family and protect each other. A few of them ran off, the idea of becoming like the very people who had tortured them for years sickened them too much to stay. Even many of the ones who did still were uneasy about the idea, but they understood that if they were to go off alone they could not survive, so they agreed with Raven's plan. Which was how her rise to power started.

With a knack for getting people to follow her, and the competents to keep them all happy, Raven's small little gang prospered. Taking in new members all the time, and helping gangs either overthrow old leaders, or eliminating rival gangs, she soon grew powerful in the Crime Nations' underbelly. Not powerful due to a respect for her strength, but powerful because she was a great leader. She was always wise with her words, and was lucky to usually always pick the winning side. Her influence grew so large that she gained control of enough territory to be considered one of the most powerful gangs in the entirety of the crime nation. Her small slaver gang now turned into a huge crime syndicate doing everything from drug trafficking to slaving and everything in between. Raven even gained herself the nickname of Queen of the Underbelly (At least in her parts of town).

Although, she isn't the strongest gang... yet. Which is why she does what she always does. Using what skills and resources she has to make more allies and more allies until she can finally make the final move to crush her enemies. Which is why she has taken a few risky moves in order to help her gain more leverage. The most notable being her attempts at becoming allies with crocked cops like Kane in order to increase her influence. After all, the mafia is in control of the political spear, but maybe if she had the police force on her side. She herself might just be able to become the new power on crime nation!

Personality ➤

Raven's life was a sad one. Maybe Mommy and Daddy didn't love her enough. Maybe Mommy and Daddy hit and abused her when she was young. Maybe Mommy and Daddy told her she was never going to amount to anything. Maybe Raven wanted to prove them wrong. Maybe being raised in such a toxic environment made her try to prove them wrong the immoral way, instead of choosing the high road and being a better person. Maybe she chose to leave her morals and care for others behind the second her father struck her. Maybe she she lost any sense of self worth when her mother called her useless. Maybe this is all just some sick game where what she actually wants is to find someone who actually loves and cares for her, and isn't behind her because she can offer them money and a good time.... but maybe she's in too deep now to get what she wants. Maybe it's too late to drop her life of crime in pursuit of a better life. Maybe it was too late to turn back when she sold her parents into slavery. Maybe it was too late when she decided she would lead her gang into a better life, but that doesn't matter now. She needs to gain power, she needs to be loved by her gang, she needs to make sure they're safe. After all. If she can't get what she wants then she'll do the next best thing. Fill that hole with all the things she enjoys, but life has been cruel to her, and now she only enjoys the cruel things in life. She has built a wall around her soft insides to protect them. Bury them in hatred, cruelty, and cleverness to make herself feel safe, powerful, and in charge, but maybe the right person may come along and break her wall down. Show her the right path... but maybe that isn't the best decision. Do you really thing such a powerful gang should be left unattended? Do you think they would just let her walk away? Do you think you could give up your own way of life to live with her? Now adding an extra layer to her stress as not only does she need to watch after her gang, but she needs to watch after you as well?

[Main Traits]
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↳Cruel
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↳Calculative
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↳Charismatic
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↳Sadistic

↳Likes:
⟹Money
⟹A happy gang
⟹An obedient gang

↳Dislikes:
⟹Disloyal gang members
⟹Sellers using the product
⟹Rival gangs/the mafia

Talents/Strengths:
⟹Was charismatic enough to convince a large group of people to follow her.
⟹Smart enough and strong enough to off the man who enslaved her
⟹Has spent years mastering hit and run/quick assassination techniques

Weaknesses:
⟹Craves power desperately
⟹Would probably give up everything for the person she falls in loves with.
⟹Can break down when she's not in control.



Relationships➛

⤿Family:It's Best not to bring up your loved ones in this business.

[Boba]

╬❝There's a price on your head and I've come to collect. ❞╬

Etymology➛
↳[first name]:Cegando [Blinding ]
↳[middle name]:Sanguento [Bloody]
↳[last name]:Ceart [Law]

Society➛
↳[species]:Gozu
↳[rank]:Warrior
↳[level of wealth]:8
↳[level of power]:7.5
↳[abilities and powers]
Regenerative Healing factor--->Advanced Level
Reference:http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Re...

Superhumanly Acute Senses: Cegando possessed super humanly acute senses that were comparable to those of certain animals. He could see at far greater distances, with perfect clarity, than an ordinary human. He retained this same level of clarity even in near total darkness. His hearing was enhanced in a similar manner, allowing him to detect sounds ordinary humans couldn't hear at a greater distance, enough to hear a teardrop in another room that has thick walls with enough focus. He was able to recognize people and objects by scent, even if they are well hidden. He could track a target by scent, even if the scent has been greatly eroded by time and weather factors, with an extraordinary degree of success. Wolverine could also use his keen sense of smell to detect lies due to chemical changes within a person's scent. These senses stemmed from, at least partially, his constant cellular regeneration, as were his enhanced physical capabilities. Reference:http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/En...

Enhanced Strength: sufficient strength to break steel chains,support the weight of a dozen men with one arm and lift the 450kg/955 lb Yokai over his head before tossing him across a room.[103] Cegando's strength was enough to allow him to press/lift just about 2 tons Reference:http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/En...

Enhanced Speed:Cegando was able to move at low level superhuman speeds. He has attacked faster than the eye could follow and even faster then other speed enhanced beings. His combat speed seems to have been more enhanced than anything else, as he has frequently kept up with Yokai in combat, and blitzed people before they pull their trigger fingers.

Advanced Cloaking:Cegando can visually blend into surroundings by blending in with the coloration and form of his background to avoid optical perception. He can also mask his body heat and other such emissions, leaving him invisible to such things as thermal imaging equipment.


Age➛24
⤿birthdate:November 21, 3076
⤿zodiac sign:Scorpio

Gender➛
↳Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for:None

Physical Apparition ➤


t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Dark Blonde
↳Eyes Black
↳Scent Intimidating and Raw
↳Body Type Heavily muscled
↳Miscellaneous Always wear his armor outside his home and has this on him https://staticdelivery.nexusmods.com/...

Dressing Style➛
Cegando is a very cautious man so he is always wearing his state of the art armor, nearly always wearing the helmet which can collapse into the suit as well even if he looks unarmed he isn't. The suit being a safeguard to the elements and improves his senses.

History ➤
Cegando life has not been a happy one, from birth he was taught that most people wanted something from you and trusting someone would lead to a blade in your gut. Most of his childhood was spent being trained by his father a man who made his living as an assassin and bounty hunter after the experience and bought all the best equipment he needed as well learned as much as he could about martial arts which he passed onto his son. He only has seen the and so he has adapted to the low light and constant night well, hunting better that way. He didn't know much of his mother as she was a stripper and worked quite a bit while he was a child. So his rise through the ranks of Kozu was a fight to come out of his father's shadow. He has become the most infamous bounty hunter and assassin because he hasn't failed yet.

[Description]

Personality ➤
Cegando is a cold man, calculating everything as soon as he gets into a new situation. He isn't one for social interaction as he tends to be blunt and to the point about things, forgetting subtlety to get straight to the point. All this considered he is honest at all times as he sees lying as a waste of time though he will let facts slip to get what he wants in business matters.
[Main Traits]
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↳Likes:
⟹Money,His weapons and armor, hunting

↳Dislikes:
⟹Cowards, Yokai, Royals

Talents/Strengths:
⟹Combat, Tracking, Bargaining

Weaknesses:
⟹Loner, Distrust Others, Cold






Relationships➛

⤿Family:

↳[Megan Coir] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♡♡♡♡♡
❝You may be as cold as ice but I still love you, Cegando❞


↳[Boba Ceart] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♡♡♡♡♡
❝Always keep your guard up❞

Theme Song➛: Jimi Hendrix -Voodoo Child

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

Dark Wolf (ƒōÐÅ εśÅ ¢ÅÐεŁÅ) wrote: "╬❝There's a price on your head and I've come to collect. ❞╬

Etymology➛
↳[first name]:Cegando [Blinding ]
↳[middle name]:Sanguento [Bloody]
↳[last name]:Ceart [Law]

Society➛
↳[species]:Gozu
↳[rank..."

Yea man, fix the underline, accepted.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

Rock wrote: "Etymology➛
↳[first name]:Raven [A type of bird]
↳[middle name]:Dolores [Sorrows]
↳[last name]:Keira [Little dark one]

Society➛
↳[species]: Human
↳[rank]: (Not really poor, but not a noble either)
..."

accepted

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

 


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K U R O  S U B A R U  M I K A M I

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ᴋɪᴛᴛʏ  ;  ᴊᴜɴᴇ ₂₄  ;  ₁₇ ʏᴇᴀʀs  ;  sᴛʀᴀɪɢʜᴛ  ;  sɪɴɢʟᴇ
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↳[sᴘᴇᴄɪᴇs]: human (cyber enhanced)
↳[ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]: light bearer hunter
↳[ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ]: 7/10 (be careful man)
↳[ᴀʟʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ]: chaotic neutral
↳[ᴇʟᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ]: earth
↳[ᴛᴀʀᴏᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴅ]: four of cups

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↳[ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ]: red
↳[ʜᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ]: blue
↳[ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ʙᴜɪʟᴅ]: surprisingly built
↳[sᴄᴇɴᴛ]: ramen
↳[ᴄʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ sᴛʏʟᴇ]: read below

He doesn't really care what he wears as long as he can keep his jacket on. Otherwise clothes are clothes and he'd rather not wear any at all but society ya know?

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            ❝do yourself a favor and never talk to me again
                                    CHAPTER ONE ;; ᴘ ᴇ ʀ s ᴏ ɴ ᴀ ʟ ɪ ᴛ ʏ

↳It's not that he's being mean, it's just that he doesn't care. Kuro lives by a strict code of indifference and people are boring regardless of what they do anyways so whatever. He's pretty edgy as well, hiding in his room all day and watching anime. What a frikken weeb. By night however, he's a different person. A cyber enhanced teenager who's only real purpose is to serve the government and do their bidding, whether he likes it or not.

He's a tool, both literally and figuratively. He never liked the government, but then again, he's never really liked other people other. In reality he's quite lonely, the philosophical type. He's constantly being used, sometimes put in fatally dangerous situations. And the worst part is that he has literally no choice. It is in his programming. He tried to fight back once, but they took control of his consciousness, and he was nothing but a spectator trapped in his own body, a vessel, a prison. He tries not to get close to anyone either. People generally get hurt around him.

Despite not really conversing with real life people, he's actually a huge fan of dating sims and he's also a bit of a perv. Bustier women tend to make him a little nervous and absolutely gorgeous people turn him into a stuttering mess. It's even worse if the person he finds interest in happens to be gorgeous as well, because on top of constantly being flustered by her, he'd likely go out of his way not to look at her.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

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↳[ʟɪᴋᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[video games, dating sims, BIG TITS, ahem, coffee sometimes (hide spoiler)]
↳[ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[the government, himself, talking about his past (hide spoiler)]
↳[sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[Physical strength, his indifference to the world, his obedience and loyalty (hide spoiler)]
↳[ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs]:
⇁(view spoiler)[his self loathing, his general confusion, his lack of sympathy (hide spoiler)]


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      ❝I guess they're dead, what can you do
                                      CHAPTER TWO ;; ʜ ɪ s ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ʏ

↳Funnily enough, unlike most he was born a completely normal human with two parents in a working class family. Things weren't great but they weren't horrible. He got Christmas presents every year, had clothes on his back and the latest video games. His own room, privacy, attended a public school, got b average grades. He wasn't a bad kid. And he certainly didn't deserve to lose his parents in a car accident so suddenly one day.

The car accident that he witnessed, because he was also in the car. He suffered fractures and breaks, and he nearly bled to death, if it weren't for the ice that froze his blood in place. He sat there for two whole days, dead parents stock still in the front seat. When the ambulence arrived he was nearly a brick of ice. He wouldn't have survived if it weren't for the government's newest technology. Robotic implants that kept his heart beating, that kept his blood running, that kept his mind racing. He was quicker, stronger, and far more indifferent than usual. He'd simply lost interest in the world around him. The people he met.

And that's exactly what was supposed to happen. He was to become a mind slave for the government and that's precisely how everything turned out. Or at least, that's what they think. He still feels emotions. He still experiences pain and mourning. But he doesn't show it, because he doesn't know how to anymore.

What he does know how to do though, is fight. It's in his programming to calculate the best way to fight another, be it martial arts, boxing, or simply fleeing the confronation. His hands will extend, skin dissolving into metal claws that look black like obsidian.

↳[ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs]:
⇁open
↳[ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇs]:
⇁doesn't have any
↳[ɪɴғᴀᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]:
⇁unknown
↳[ᴘᴀsᴛ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs]:
⇁None

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

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‘‘-I run outside before you, making holes for you to walk through like a child following footprints in the snow.
 
♔ ;   ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬   A S E T H  O A K L E Y   S U M M E R S 
────  gozu ; tyvia ; twenty one ───────────────────────── ♛ ──────


❝   ＦＡＴＡＬ  ＦＬＡＷ   ▾   HUBRIS / ᴘʀɪᴅᴇ
I don't need your help, I'm perfectly capable of doing this alone.

▾ ⋮ lncоgnlто ∷ Cain
▾ ⋮ spêclês ∷ Gozu
▾ ⋮ sêχuåliтy ∷ Instinctive
▾ ⋮ êтнnlclтy ∷ European
▾ ⋮ ållgnmênт ∷ Neutral Good
▾ ⋮ pошêя ∷ 7/10
▾ ⋮ êlêmênт ∷ Water
▾ ⋮ zоdlåc ∷ Capricorn
▾ ⋮ тåяот cåяd ∷ Ace of Cups

 
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‘‘-I'm not making you uncomfortable am I?
 
────  pink eyes ; red hair ; very muscular ────────────────── ♛ ──────

▾ ⋮ воdy тypê ∷ Nicely Chiseled
▾ ⋮ нålя cоlоя ∷ red hair
▾ ⋮ êyê cоlоя ∷ pinkish
▾ ⋮ scênт∷ pine trees
▾ ⋮ clотнlng sтylê∷ Listed Below
(view spoiler)[Aseth is massive, from muscles to height, and thus he tends to wear flowier clothing and if he really needs to, light armor. It helps him move quicker, especially considering he's so large. Though he's modest in his choice of dress. (hide spoiler)]

 
────  dark eyes ; monotonous ; 6'5 ────────────────────── ♛ ──────

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                ‘‘i wanna be your human shield, be your cover in the field

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( ▬ ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ ; )

                To say that Aseth is socially awkward would be putting it lightly. He has MAJOR socialization issues, and he can be absolutely clueless in his worst of moments. His biggest problem seems to be with females, as they're a lot more complex than men in his eyes, or at least, a lot more emotional. He's always afraid of saying the wrong thing, so sometimes he just doesn't say anything at all. But for what he lacks in his speech patterns he makes up in his skill in combat.

He's an incredible fighter, and even did so professionally for a long time. Despite dressing in some rather average attire, he's actually rich, filthy rich. And those who are privy to the fighting scene know him as the Red Terror. It's kind of hard not to recognize him if we're being honest here. He's a hopeless romantic, attractive people, genuine and cute, they tend to make him feel a little flustered. And by flustered I mean a stuttering mess with a tomato face.

But he's surprisingly romantic, his advances while subtle are meaningful and well thought out. He's selfless in every sense of the word and spends the majority of his time helping children in the slums. But just because he's a gentle giant doesn't mean he can't be a raging bitch when he needs to be. He's actually very sassy, and he has a snake's tongue when there comes a time for it.

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‘‘-I wish i could explain how i feel, rather than saying something something vaguely similar
 
────  eccentric ; health junkie ; curious ─────────────────── ♛ ──────

▾ ⋮ яêlglоn ∷ Undecided
▾ ⋮ SтяêngтнS ∷
↳physical strength, romance, making tea, cleaning on occasion, singing
▾ ⋮ шêåκnêSSêS ∷
↳being social, females, attractive males, people he's interested in, spinach
▾ ⋮ llκêS ∷
↳tea, coffee, reading, tea cakes, making people happy, some kinky stuff, crazy chicks
▾ ⋮ dlSllκêS∷
↳violence, angry people, angry women, angry anyone, angry trigender pyrofoxes,
▾ ⋮ тнêmê sоngs∷
↳Human Shield- PhemieC

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( ▬ ＢＩＯＧＲＡＰＨＹ; )

                 Growing up as a Gozu isn't easy, but Aseth excelled, both intelligence wise and strength wise. The strongest of four brothers and coincidentally the smartest. Throughout his adolescence he was far more interested in knowledge, reading and spending his time watching people. He's actually got a considerably large vocabulary and knows a lot more than he lets on.

History was his favorite subject, especially because the history books in the yokai realm told a story different than the ones that the humans were so keen on telling. The humans had attacked first, forced the yokai into the underground where they built cities and beautiful structures, and found temples decrepit and ancient.

Though his parents weren't necessarily fond of his interest in silly things like intellect. And so he strayed from his studies and by the time he'd turned sixteen he was one of the biggest underground fighting stars in the entirety of Gristolle. But he wasn't happy with that. And after some thought, he realized he wasn't happy with anything. So he simply left. Going to the surface and pretending to be human for the sake of his own happiness.

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[Rock]

Etymology➛
↳[first name]:Eve [Life, beauty]
↳[middle name]:Maude [Powerful in battle]
↳[last name]:Donelle [World Ruler]
↳[species]: Ryuraijin
↳[rank]: Royalty
↳[level of wealth]: 10
↳[level of power]:10


Age➛ Too old to count
⤿birthdate: October 30th
⤿zodiac sign: Scorpio

Gender➛ Female
↳Sexual Orientation: Straight
↳Relationship Status: Open
↳Feelings for: No one

Physical Apparition ➤

(view spoiler)[







Her human form




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t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Brown or Red
↳Eyes Brown or Black
↳Scent Blood and Roses
↳Body Type Strong, Sturdy, Well endowed
↳Miscellaneous Has a human form, and a sort of half from she uses when dealing with humans. Why? Because her true form would attract too much attention, but she needed a form that could still get the job done.

Dressing Style➛
Due to dragons not really wearing clothing, Eve lacks a certain level of of modesty that other beings might have. She doesn't go running around nude (as much as that wouldn't bother her) but her sense of clothing while as a human is also just as poor. Lacking in any sense of self coverage she can be quite distract, perhaps designing herself that way to help lure her human prey out into the darkness. Although, when she sheds off her human form and shows a bit of her yokai blood she doesn't get much better. Her lack of clothing more like a taunt that she doesn't need cover up her weakest points while in battle. It's not like anyone has to the skill to actually hit her there anyways.

History ➤

Many ,many, years ago, when the yokai still lived above ground was a family of Ryuraijin that ruled over all of the yokai. With their immensely old age and size came power and wits that lead the Yokai as best they could against the increasing threat of the humans. The Queen had beard only one child. A daughter she named Eve. The young Ryuraijin showing a lot of promise in becoming the next ruler of the kingdom, but there was something a bit off about her. Perhaps it was that face she was raised in a time of war, and wanted to better prepare to take over the fight, but she was an adamant follower of the war god Hachiman. A god she followed adamantly until the day she lost everything. The day the humans finally pushed the Yokai underground.

It came as a rather large surprise to Eve when the humans invaded her home. Even her parents were caught off guard. Which proved to be their fatal mistake as Eve was the only one of her royal family to make it down underground. She waited by the hole she escaped down for day to see if her parents would come. Hoping that such weak beings did not actually defeat her parents, but it was no use. They never came, and she now had an entire uprooted group of Yokai who needed a leader. A position she took in a different direction than her parents, not because she wanted to really, but it seems she wasn't destining to lead due to her status alone. A fellow Ryuraijin who was probably the better candidate, at the time, due to Eve's own lack of experience, but Eve's own potential as a leader was enough to make a rather large split between who they wanted to rule. Eve, being the power lover she was, was ready to fight the other woman for the right of rule, but was taken back when the girl came to her with a compromise. They could either have one win and potentially start a war between Yokai due to the massive rift forming between both parties, or they could work together and share the rule. Eve, not being a very rational Yokai at times, decided it would be best to go along with this plan. After all, the two seemed did balance each other out rather well in her mind. With a immense amount of power and intelligence due to her species, a firm belief in a war god as her role model, and a now fiery passion to gain revenge on the humans. Eve helped lead the Yokai with a firm grip for their first few decades. She and her now fellow queen separated what land they had into several districts, helped make sure power was being produced to her people, and set about making life as pleasant as it could be underground.

That wasn't to say it was perfect for everyone though. Eve was a rather cruel mistress, even with a more rational queen by her side, who held many of the old traditions in her heart. She believed that the strong survived and the weak died. She needed the yokai to be strong by the time she got ready to take back the surface from the humans, so she had no problem taking in slaves who were too weak to be used in war. If they couldn't fight, then they could at least be used for something else. Although, as time went on the goal of taking back the surface seemed to get farther and farther away. As time went on Eve started to realize that most yokai seemed to have a problem dealing with the light, a problem those of her kind did not have, and as she slowly spied on the humans developing farther and farther she realized that taking over the humans wouldn't be as simple as she thought.

Eve slowly over time grew angrier and annoyed at the lack of progress her people were making in taking back the surface. To her it seemed like many of them had grown at least content with their current life, and that sickened her. She needed a break from ruling these people, she needed to take matters into her own hands. To taste the blood of a human again. To take revenge on the ones who pushed her from her home, and killed her parents.

But she couldn't just walk away from the throne! She still held some pride for her family line and had every intention of having her child take her place, but in the mean time she needed someone to do the duties she no longer wished to do, so that she herself could blow off some steam. Soon enough though, although she realized what the best course of action was after hearing the news of a Ryuraijin being captured by humans. It was quite clear to her that the humans were developing to a point they might be a threat to her, so if she did leave and never came back.... Well then that was her own fault. She did believe the strongest survived after all, and if she couldn't win against humans she deserved her fate, and hanging around to rule would only make her grow soft and weak.

Deciding she didn't want to rule anymore, Eve decided to just let the other queen rule. Warning her that her own position as a singular ruler was not permanent, and that one day she would return to take her rightful place. Now without a job weighting her down, Eve went on to do what she had wanted to do the second she was trapped underground. Get revenge on the humans. With now all the free time in the world, Eve trained herself and hunted down humans for decades to centuries at a time. Returning to rule after every training session before running off again. It was strange for the mortal Yokai to see a random woman show up and claim half the rule, but seeing as there were also many immortal Yokai who were used to Eve doing this not complaining. Many of the mortal Yokai just accepted it as a part of their way of life.

This cycle continued fer an uncountable amount of generations. Eve ruling for many years, and then handing off the rule to her college for a long time before coming back again. Each time Eve left she was stronger when she returned. This cycle continuing up to the present day where Eve has been ruling for about a century along with her partner, and it's clear that she is ready to take another leave again, but something is different this time. Every other time she would take a full leave and let someone else take her place, but this time she seems to be sticking around more than usual. What's so different this time around that has compelled Eve to stick around?

Personality ➤

Proud, powerful, and incredibly wise, Eve has been the ruler of the Yokai for a long time. With a burning hatred for humans and a passion for the war god Hachiman. Eve's personality and be simplified into what looks like an incredibly powerful Yokai with a thirst for human blood, but there's more to her than that. While she does love a good fight against a fellow Yokai, most of the time her battles have a hidden second agenda. Despite her wilder and almost animalistic like nature. She cares deeply for all Yokai like she would her children, but also holds some old Yokai tradition in her heart. Eve participates in the age-old tradition of beating up on weak Yokai and enslaving them, but most of her slaves get a rather interesting treatment. She believes that the strong should lead but she doesn't necessarily believe the weak should die. she knows that everyone has the potential to be strong, but if they can't tap into that potential... Then her ending their life is a lot better than spending the rest of their days as a slave. This may a rather incorrect way of thinking, but as the Queen and a rather strict woman, trying to tell her she is wrong might not end well. Even if she does have a soft spot for weak Yokai and children alike, she knows that being soft on them is only going to hurt them overall, so she pushes those feelings aside in favor of giving them a hard time to help toughen them up for the real world.

Despite Eve's more dangerous and aggressive side, she isn't above being civil. She is still the queen and as such has to do what's best for her people. Which requires a certain level of intelligence and maturity that she usually saves only for when she's on the throne, or pretending to be a human. Because the second she's off the throne or ready to pounce on her human prey, her more wild and fiery side comes out. The side she uses when she's hunting down and eating humans. The side of her that wants to take vengeance on the humans for what they did. The driving side that made her train for centuries so that one day she may once again feel confident enough that she and her people can take back the surface.

[Main Traits]
❖
↳Proud
❖
↳Violence loving
❖
↳Wild

↳Likes:
⟹Fighting, Food, Yokai, Training

↳Dislikes:
⟹Weak Yokai who are to afraid to become strong, humans, especially humans

[Rock]

Talents/Strengths:
⟹Immense Physical and Combat strength from years of training
⟹Immense magical expertise from age
⟹Is also a freaking dragon
⟹Has mastered the art of transformation and has gained both a human from, and a form she has labeled her half form. One where she gains some attributes of her dragon form to increase both her physical and magical abilities.

Weaknesses:
⟹Her pride can get the better of her and without a logical voice by her side she can easily walk into traps.
⟹Her love for the thrill of the fight means she might not back down from a fight she know's she'll lose.
⟹Can sometimes slip up and say something or do something that gives away her age or fact that she's a Yokai




Relationships➛

⤿Family:She's getting quite old so she might be on the lookout for starting a family.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot]

Accepted x2

[Ilsa]

╬❝How do you like your head? On or off? Then shut up.❞╬


Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Vilya –Means “Sky”
↳[middle & last name]: N/A
↳[Nickname]: Vil –or Will.


Society➛
↳[species]: Osakabe
↳[rank]: Slave
↳[level of wealth]: 0
↳[level of power]: 8-9 (Combat wise)


Age➛ About Twenty (20)
⤿birthdate: Unknown. Unmarked. (April 7th)
⤿zodiac sign: Aries

Gender➛ Female
↳Sexual Orientation: Straight
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for: [Insert name of appropriate Flame character here]

Physical Apparition ➤


t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair: Bright Red
↳Eyes: Dark blue –almost purple/black
↳Scent: Pines
↳Body Type: Hourglass, but toned and well-muscled from labor.
↳Miscellaneous: Has two specific slave-brands on her left shoulder-blade, one from the humans and another from the Yokai.

Dressing Style➛
Hunting/Fighting attire. Mostly things warm enough so she can survive in the icy, lightless lands she must live in. Unlike full Yokai, she is fairly susceptible to cold. She wears furs, leather vests/jackets, and cotton shirts, pants, and high boots. She’s not super skimpy… but heck, as a newly made human slave, there’s a new market she can look into.



History ➤ Vilya’s mother is human. Her father is middle-class Yokai. Her father, at about the age of 20, captured some meat from the human world, a small travelling family of humans. He ate Vilya’s mother last, just because she was… well, pretty sexy. And when she got pregnant, he decided to wait the nine months in hopes of obtaining a powerful child that could help him rise in status. However, when Vilya was born and her mother consumed, he discovered just how powerful his daughter was. She had the gift of light from the human side, a gift that significantly weakened him. Hating this, he had the child branded at a young age on the left shoulder-blade, putting her to work in his meager fields, lit by stolen, dim lights. She made a fantastic farmer and he prospered, seeing how she could actually get his crops the light they needed to survive.

When she was twelve, though, there was a defining incident. Hoping to obtain a more ideal tool, her father attempted to rape her and harvest another child. The girl lashed out in twin light and darkness, carving a gash out of his chest and sapping his strength. In vindictive anger, he beat the child, then took her into the nearest community, selling his slave to an older Yokai, as a servant. He didn’t realize it was probably the best thing he’d ever done for his child –otherwise, he wouldn’t have done it.

The man led an anarchist group that fought to maintain the peace between the Yokai and Humans. This group attempted to regulate the hunting of humans to a reasonable amount, and in turn to defend whatever Yokai they could. Often detested by their own kind for getting in the way of large hunting parties, the law had followed them regularly. Instead of admitting that they were an anarchist group or terrorists, they claim that they are acting for the greater good, maintaining what meager peace exists.

The girl was in charge, mostly, of cooking food and keeping them alive. She kept her unique skills secret, and no one seemed to be aware of her blood status. Sure, she looked perfectly human and never used any Yokai form, so many assumed she was simply human, or just uncomfortable in a Yokai form. The eight-man squad she served was kind to her, although strict and demanding. The one who purchased her saw the way she refused to be around any of the men alone. He took her aside one day and began to teach her. Of course he couldn’t teach her battle with any REAL weapons, but he taught her how to “hunt.” She uses a bow and hunting knives when she fights and hunts, more efficient weapons being denied a slave that might rebel.

Hunting consisted of being able to hold her own even when faced with an opponent the size of a large bear. Mostly, he taught her with a simple bow, but that evolved, and she was soon allowed the bare bones of military equipment, even once being allowed to handle a gun, but only in training. She hunted, cooked, and cleaned for the troop. For being a slave, it was a happy existence. Almost equality, the closest she ever got to it. This peace lasted a long time, about seven or eight years, by her count. She grew up.

The troop rarely, if ever, engaged in combat. It was more of a formality sort of thing, to enforce their own set moral guidelines. They really just got in the way of hunting parties, sometimes violently, and guarded the border, as if they were obsessed over the idea that a Human might someday approach to attempt to destroy all Yokai.

Despite their paranoia, Vilya admired the results of their actions. They make sure no one accidentally gets out into the Human lands and gets killed. No one who isn't prepared, at least. Hunting troops go up: they can't stop that, but they do attempt to regulate it. Another one of their jobs is to make sure no idiot causes any incident so great it would mean all out war -this usually means they try to stop hunting groups so large that they might get mistaken for an act of war. Most of the time, it's like an endless camping trip, though.

However, there was one time when her master wouldn’t intervene and she felt she had to. One stupid, foolish Yokai crossed the border. He was ignorantly gaping about, wading in the darkness, when suddenly, a well-guarded transit vehicle zoomed into view, dozens of light crystals shining brilliantly. Stunned, he didn’t move, and about half a dozen Humans approached to slay the poor fool. They watched, but didn’t intervene. It would be too much like a battle in a war. Hating herself for it, she went after the idiot. The brilliant light didn’t affect her, but she managed to get between the kid and the soldiers, shooting at them with her pitiful bow. The damage she gave was significant, though, but she only wounded. It was, after all, a wealthy transit, and she didn’t want to cause any more hatred than necessary.

She had the kid running back to safety, and she was following, but then a projectile shot through her leg and she collapsed. Someone hit her over the head. She woke up to hear them talking about whether or not to kill her, enslave her, or let her go. She hadn’t killed anyone… but she’d been an awful nuisance. She didn’t look Yokai, but she’d obviously aided them. So, they made sure her leg was okay before giving her another brand, right below her first. Of course they noted it. A Yokai slave? Well, then Human slavery would be the proper reform. She’s been taken back to a large city and… well, she’s awaiting purchase.

Personality ➤ Vilya has learned to roll with the punches. Life happens to her, no matter how she tries to take it by the tail, stand up for herself, or do anything. There’s always a bigger power. There’s always something that will make sure her head is being crushed under someone’s foot. She’s cynical. There’s no real escape. There’s no real life. She lives just to die –and suffer for as long as possible before then. She hopes to find some way towards freedom, preferably in the Yokai realm, where her talents are more appreciated, even in slavery. The humans, she’s heard, abuse those that they can, stealing their strength and sapping their soul’s life even more surely than the light. She’s receded into silence, but her sharp eyes are always looking, always aware. Always searching for some way, some place, to escape and be alone. Maybe then, she’ll finally be free. Not from her haunting demons, but certainly free.

[Main Traits]
❖
↳* Silent, but her eyes seem to stare like knives, judging and analyzing everything. On their own, her eyes are offensive.
* Rough, but kind, overall. She’s back on the bottom of the caste system because she couldn’t let one stupid Yokai die for his mistake. She resents this, but she’d repeat her actions if she had to.
* Sardonic. If she thinks she can get away with it, she’ll slide in the occasional ridiculing comment, sarcastic slip, or dry word.

↳Likes:
⟹* Solitude
* Music
* Something –anything- to do with her hands.

↳Dislikes:
⟹* Yokai
* Humans
* Eating anything green.

Talents/Strengths:
⟹ * Light creation/Darkness manipulation. Her abnormally powerful strengths are also ones she must keep hidden. Using light in either of her worlds would either annoy or weaken the Yokai, and around the Humans, she’d find herself being used as a battery power. Thus, she relies mostly on tangible darkness if she has to.
* She’s a great range/melee fighter.
* She has a killer voice, too, but she doesn’t really sing.
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Weaknesses:
⟹ She can’t exactly use any of her strengths without a threat over her head, of one nature or another.
* Her social status immediately means no progress, unless she gets insanely lucky.
* Her left arm is weaker than the other, due to her shoulder being repeatedly branded. It’s her weak spot in any fight.

Relationships➛

⤿Family:
↳[Father:] Love: ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
❝[He wanted me for the potential power I could give him. Once my mother gave birth, he had the delicious feast he’d been waiting nine months for. If I knew how to find him, as I am now… He’d live a long, health life of unspeakable pain.]❞

Theme Song➛:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pIKsH...
♛

[[deleted user]]

_________Lyrics from Stigma by V______________


╬❝Deeper, deeper, the wound just gets deeper,❞╬

➛Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Sephtis- [Sef-tiss] {eternal death}
↳[middle name]: V.
↳[last name]: Icarus [Ih-car-iss] {Greek mythology character who lost his wings}

╬❝Like pieces of broken glass that I can’t reverse,❞╬

➛Society➛
↳[species]: Osakabe- can manipulate glass
↳[rank]: Middle-class
↳[level of wealth]: 1-10
↳[level of power]: 7 (still learning how to use his powers)
(view spoiler)[(Used to determine the winner of battles that might break out, or the reputation of certain people within combat. Above seven needs to be requested, 7 1/2 is okay I suppose) (hide spoiler)]

╬❝Deeper, it’s just the heart that hurts every day,❞╬

➛Age➛ 20
⤿birthdate: December 30
⤿zodiac sign: Capricorn

╬❝You who was punished in my stead,❞╬

➛Gender➛ Male
↳Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
↳Relationship Status: single
↳Feelings for: [open]

╬❝You who were only delicate and fragile.❞╬

Physical Apparition ➤


╬❝Stop crying, tell me something.❞╬

t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair brown
↳Eyes brown
↳Scent Peaches and cream [sweeterthansweetchocolatecheeksandchocolatewings]
↳Body Type Muscular but thin and skinny

╬❝Try saying to me, who had no courage,❞╬

Dressing Style➛

Sephtis dresses in whatever he finds- from loose fitted, flowy shirts to bulky, thick, jackets.

╬❝Why did you do that to me then?❞╬

History ➤

Sephtis came from a rough household with an abusive, insane brother, who was drunk on a regular basis. His parents died when they were little, and Sephtis's brother was put in charge of the family, being the oldest and the strongest, and the one with the gun he wore everywhere in his pocket. Sephtis was beat regularly, but his sister took most of the pain, and was punished for their family's short-comings. They were forced by their brother to steal from convenience stores and middle-class to wealthy homes for food, and if they didn't get exactly what their brother wanted, they were beat. After years of mistreatment, one day their brother was extremely mad at the both of them, and beat his sister so much that she was killed by a blow to her skull. Sephtis became very enraged, and this anger triggered his powers to first present themselves to him. He unknowingly manipulated the glass shards that lay shattered on the floor and stabbed them all into his brother's heart (while in a daze-like state). He fell unconscious after doing this, and awoke the next day in a perfect circle of clear ground, and all around him was the fine glass dust with a foggy memory. He stumbled up, and found that the glass snaked behind him in a trail. He experimented some, and found new ways to use it for building, healing, and fighting. Sephtis stayed hidden, but, eventually, he began to starve, as he did not have enough food, and he refused to use his powers to steal. However, one day, he was hungry enough to steal a bag of fruit. He wasn't caught, but he was so petrified that he was afraid to do it again. Sephtis continued to wander the streets, and eventually found himself on a road that led to the most wealthy houses. He saw a wealthy Amabie drinking an expensive liquor through the window, and had a flashback of his brother. His anger rose, and in his fury was able to make his body a floating cloud of fine glass particles. Sephtis used this new-found power to travel through the wall, steal much of the amabie's money, and travel back out of the house without the owner becoming aware (when he goes into that state, he become partially invisible). He was able to buy himself a small, rickety house on the outskirts of the town, and currently resides there.

╬❝I’m sorry,❞╬

Personality ➤

Sephtis is very depressed, and is constantly haunted by the day his sister died. He regrets killing his brother at sometimes, but at other times he is glad he did so. His personality differs from the amount of sanity he currently has, but he is almost never happy, unless he is with someone who vaguely reminds him of his sister. Anyone who reminds him of the slightest bit of his brother sets him off. So, most of the time, Sephtis is just sad or mad, or just nothing at all. He also goes through "killing phases" where he becomes a bloodthirsty, cruel, person. This happens mostly when he is ticked off since someone reminds him of his brother, or when his power starts to consume him.


╬❝I’m sorry ,❞╬

[Main Traits]
❖ easily angered
↳ gets very TRIGGERED
-depressed

╬❝I’m sorry my brother,❞╬

↳Likes:
⟹ his sister
-not much really

╬❝Even if I try to hide it, or conceal it, it can’t be erased.❞╬

↳Dislikes:
⟹ liquor
-his brother
-stealing from innocents

╬❝I’m sorry I’m sorry,❞╬

Talents/Strengths:
⟹ his power
-knowledge

╬❝I’m sorry my sister,❞╬

Weaknesses:
⟹liquor
-his anger
-his trigger-happy instincts

╬❝So cry,❞╬



Relationships➛

⤿Family:
↳ Sephtis's father was a successful human (on the surface) when he met Sephtis's mother, an exiled Nepra. She was banned from society on the only reason that she was accused of killing one of her co-workers. She her home, and decided it would be easiest to hide on the surface, disguised as a normal human. Her plan worked, until she found herself in the same city as Sephtis's father. He found her and instantly wanted to meet her. They talked, and over time, became quite close and had two children, who had no abilities. He was not aware that she was a yokai, so they lived in somewhat peace until one day, he was robbed, beaten, and shot. Sephtis's mother was pregnant with him when this happened, and terrified. She fled below the surface, where she gave birth the Sephtis, still fully believing he was like a normal human. She died in childbirth, but Sephtis's sister took care of him, and he survived.

╬❝Please dry. My. Eyes.❞╬

Theme Song➛: Stigma- V

[[deleted user]]

╬❝Don't worry, its normal. The last one thought he had a chance too❞╬
 
Etymology➛
↳[first name]:Mei [From Japanese 芽 (me) meaning "bud, sprout" combined with 依 (i) meaning "rely on", 生 (i) meaning "life" or 衣 (i) meaning "clothing, garment"]
↳[middle name]: Naomi [From Japanese 直 (nao) meaning "straight" and 美 (mi) meaning "beautiful" (usually feminine) or 己 (mi) meaning "self" (usually masculine)]
↳[last name]: Kurosawa [From Japanese 黒 (kuro) meaning "black" and 澤 (sawa) meaning "marsh"]
 
Society➛
↳[species]: Kabura
↳[rank]: Working class
↳[level of wealth]: 5
↳[level of power]: 7.5
↳[Abilities]
↳ Poison : Able to infect another with fatal poison at will, be it through their skin and physical contact and bites (where poisonous saliva and poison injected through fangs enters wound or point where skin is penetrated)

↳ Hypnosis : Able to hypnotise with the way she talks as well as the eyes, where once eye contact is made, it is extremely hard to break

↳ Agility : Extremely agile and flexible, where there is more cartilage in the body which allows for extra movement.

Age➛ 21
⤿birthdate: 1st November
⤿zodiac sign:Scorpio
 
Gender➛
↳Sexual Orientation: Straight
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for: Open
 
Physical Apparition ➤

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t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Blonde and she tends to highlight it with bold colours (Has been known to have used neon yellow, blue and gray and orange)
↳Eyes Naturally light brown and become slitted when drawing on her powers
↳Scent Red Door by Elizabeth Arden
↳Body Type Athletic and lean and curvy, but not over the top
↳Miscellaneous N/A
 
Dressing Style➛
Casual, yet bold with shorts, ripped jeans, tshirts and blouses and coats and bomber jackets
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History ➤
 Mei was born to a average couple in an average house living an average life in the Morely district. By then everyone was used to the eternal night and usually no one payed it much attention. But it proved the cause of all of her troubles. It had not only been pitch black, but pouring rain. Mei, her mother and her father had been singing along to the radio when out of nowhere a car sped in front of theirs and her father frantically swerved to miss. Miss he did, but the slippery road made the tyres loose traction and the car spun 360 until the front, the drivers area, was smashed by a truck and her parents bulldozed along with it. She was young, and the full realisation that her parents were dead didn't hit until she saw what little recognisable remains of theirs were left. Fully traumatized, she was sent to live with her aunt, uncle and his two older sons.

Growing up she had been quite an attractive girl even if she didn't have the biggest chest or ass. This lead to her having to receive constant sexual harassment because she was a shy girl and didn't want to make a fuss because it 'wasn't a big deal'. But it was a very big deal when her oldest cousin came to her room one night and raped her. And the worst bit was that she was so scared, so mortified, that she didn't make a sound and, when it was over, didn't tell anyone. Not only was it embarrassing, but she knew her aunt or uncle wouldn't believe that their 'perfect son' would rape his own cousin. After that point, she felt like trash, used and thrown away, recycled and the process repeated. It wasn't until in her mid teens and she met Akira that she grew a confidence that was unimaginable. Akira was a human, dead before her time, and reincarnated as a Shinigami. Mei was only walking in a park when she was cornered by a gang of boys from her neighbourhood. This wasn't the first time so se didn't resist. Closing her eyes, she readied herself for the groping, but it never came. Opening them she saw a woman, dressed in casual clothing, holding off five adolescent men with merely a look. After a warning she made them leave and offered to give Mei an ear to talk to. Mei poured her heart out to Akira, and Akira told her only one thing. That she had to fight back. And it was with those words that Akira changed this girl forever in a matter of minutes. For good or worse...well...you decide.

After that, slowly over a period of time, Mei began gaining her confidence again and learned to love herself and that she was still worth something despite how much she had been treated like dirt. She began taking tai chi lessons secretly, so that her aunt or uncle didn't find out. She chose tai chi over martial arts because, not only did she lack the physical strength for martial arts, but tai chi taught concentration, even balance and how to use your opponent's strengths against them and also took full advantage of her naturally gifted skills of a gymnast. After a few years, when she deemed herself skilled enough to defend herself, she quietly slipped away from her home, and her disappearance caused no hustle or bustle out of the ordinary.

Mei then joined a gang for a short period of time, and gaining a reputation as 'The Viper' not only for her uncanny snake abilities, but also for the bomber jacket she always wore which had an embroidered green viper on the back. The viper which had been an embroidery piece her mother made and one of the few possessions she had from her parents. She was able to leave easily because she had taken care to wear a mask, one that resembled a gas mask, whenever she was doing anything where her hands would get dirty. Over a few years she earned enough money to own her own apartment and left the gang setup, opting for a simple life as a female barista by day. But money was still short. So by night she donned the persona of Viper, bomber jacket and gas mask, and took on assassination. At first she only got a few odd small jobs, but as news of how successful and efficient she was at what she did spread, she got more and more. Currently she is still a female barista by day and assassin by night and she only takes a limited number of cases so as to make it easy for her to leave the business if she needed to.


╬❝Don't you ever wonder what it would be like to fly? Fly away from all the sorrow in this world❞╬

[Description]
 
Personality ➤
Mei is a passionate and assertive young woman with a bold glint in her eye. She is determined and decisive, and will research until she finds out the truth about anything, and has been known to go to great lengths to do so. Mei is a great leader, always aware of the situation and also features prominently in resourcefulness and is an excellent leader because she is very dedicated to what she does, though for the sake of keeping a fake persona, when assassinating, she does the opposite.

Mei is a risk taker and lives to experience and express emotions. Although emotions are very important for her, she manifests them differently to other people. Other people examine the personality, assets and situation of the person. Mei runs on pure instinct. If it feels right then she'll pursue it. However ever since she was abused and raped multiple times she very rarely fosters a lobe connection. In any case, you can be sure that Mei will keep your secrets, whatever they may be. She is also known for her calm and cool behavior, and by her mysterious appearance. People often say that Mei was born fierce, probably because she understand very well the rules of the streets. Mei's age tends to be misconceived due to her extremely calculative and surprisingly wise decision making skills. She hates dishonesty and can be very jealous and suspicious, so she needs to learn how to adapt more easily to different people and their behaviours and personalities. Mei is brave and is willing to stand up for anyone who is close to her, even willing to risk her life for those who earn her loyalty, but her trust doesn't come easily so she isn't risking her neck for anyone at the moment.



[Main Traits]
❖
↳ Bold and brave
Not sassy, simply assertive if approached threateningly
Doesn't tie herself down too much
 
↳Likes:
⟹ Heights
Her day job as a barista
Occasional nightclubbing
 
↳Dislikes:
⟹ Being approached when in a bad mood
People trying to get close when she doesn't want them to
Cars
 
Talents/Strengths:
⟹ Taking charge of a situation
Staying calm in stressful situations
Not letting anyone give her shit
 
Weaknesses:
⟹ Has major trust issues
Never willing to make relationships because she doesn't want to drag people into her shit
Can be extremely vexing
 
Relationships➛
 
⤿Family:

↳[A candle which drew butterflies instead of moths. A candle snuffed out long before its time had come] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
❝[Kill them with kindness]❞

 
↳[A steel giant, cold an intimidating on the outside, but inside beats a golden heart encrusted with the most beautiful gems known to mortals] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
❝[Cherish today, don't think about tomorrow]❞

 
Theme Song➛:
♛ Playing with Fire by Black Pink


╬❝Run before you're heart gets broken too boy❞╬

[Spadez (or Kadyn)]

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Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Nixon
↳[middle name]: Axel
↳[last name]: Husher
↳[Nickname]:
*Nix

Society➛
↳[species]: Kagome
↳[Occupation]: Doctor
↳[rank]: Low
↳[level of wealth]: 9/10
↳[level of power]: 6

Age➛ 25
⤿birthdate: June 4th
⤿zodiac sign: Gemini

Gender➛
↳Sexual Orientation: Gay (Though will sometimes go after girls too. But he's more fond of boys)
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for: Open

Physical Apparition ➤ http://t09.deviantart.net/h4Z6VocOv3_... (view spoiler)[ http://scontent.cdninstagram.com/t51.... http://static.zerochan.net/707.(Mysti... https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.25705... http://static.zerochan.net/707.(Mysti... https://66.media.tumblr.com/297c64914... http://img09.deviantart.net/c550/i/20... http://img13.deviantart.net/ba79/i/20... https://66.media.tumblr.com/815d4820c... http://66.media.tumblr.com/07773bcb46... http://img01.deviantart.net/7018/i/20... http://static.tumblr.com/6edc82be49f3... https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/... (hide spoiler)]

t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Red
↳Eyes A beautiful gold
↳Scent Usually smells like candy and cologne
↳Body Type Muscular
↳Miscellaneous N/A

Dressing Style➛
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History ➤

Nix was born to his mother Cyra and his father Ajax, whom were both Kagome's just like Nixon is, making him a full bred. Nix had no siblings and due to his mother dying when giving birth to Nix, he was raised all his life by his father until the age of 5. His father and himself had a rather close relationship, as any normal son with their father should be. His father was the only one who he ever felt some sort of love to in all his life. Nix felt safe and sheltered by him, and could count on him for everything.
He doesn't remember much of him, since he was kidnapped from his father when he was 5 years old and forced to be in an orphanage. This orphanage was rather strange, all the kid's were taken off the street or out of their rooms and in order to be one of the Headmaster's favorite children, let's just say they had to have a rather.. Close relationship with him, to say the least. By time he came here, Nix was constantly causing trouble and doing his best to make sure not only the kids, but the Headmaster hated him. Everyone feared the Headmaster and he wasn't sure why, because he wasn't scared of him one bit. No matter how many times he was beat into submission, he never gave in.
As the years went on, he started learning more about this orphanage. If kid's reached the age of 17 without someone adopting them, the Headmaster would kill them off and stuff them, making them into lifesize dolls that he'd sell to the public. Nix tried his hardest, but he could never obey simple rules or get along with other kids, that just wasn't like him, so he didn't get adopted for quite some time.
By time Nix was 13, he was finally taken. Not without some struggle, of course. A guy had came to the orphanage in seek of some little boys who'd work for him, but the requirements had to be that they could be seductive, because then they'd get paid more. Now, Nix wasn't accustumed to being 'seductive' just yet, but when this guy had seen one of Nix's many 'fits', he thought the boy had potential. This guy was mortal, and he knew of Nix's species, which intrigued him even more, so he took him in.
Nix worked for this guy, as a sex slave, until he reached age 16 when he successfully had ran away. He was hunted for nearly a year, but he stuck to the shadows and kept a low profile until the guy had 'mysteriously' gone missing without a trace. It was all over the news, but Nix never talked about it. Nor did people know Nix was the one this mortal guy was looking for. Nix continued living on the surface and hiding his powers, having became a doctor at age 18 and has been living on his own in the Seasonal District since.