Kuro: A Land in Eternal Night (Semi-Advanced) discussion
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╬❝Venom, lack of thought. What's the difference?They'll both get you killed.❞╬
Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Shiro Meaning: White (She- Roh)
↳[middle name]: Akio Meaning: Luminous (Ah-Key-Oh)
↳[last name]: HebiMeaning: Snake (Hay-Bee)
Society➛
↳[species]: Kabura
↳[rank]: Noblety
↳[level of wealth]: 8
↳[level of power]: 7 (Combat wise)
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Age➛19
⤿birthdate: November sixth
⤿zodiac sign: Libra
Gender➛Female
↳Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
↳Relationship Status: Free
↳Feelings for: No one, as of yet
Physical Apparition ➤
t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Light blonde
↳Eyes Yellow
↳Body Type Very slim, and short
↳Description
Shiro's is incredibly short, barely braking 5'3 mark in height, and only weighs a shocking 92 pounds making her physique her greatest downside. It has been noted many times that she is very beautiful and she also has a very slim physique . She has pale skin accompanied by yellow eyes and pale blonde hair which she mostly wears up, but when down, it can end up reaching down to her waist. Though, her eyes appear to be slightly cat eyed and curved up to fit with her mysterious childlike vibe that she sets off. She always wears a hat she's been extremely fond of. Mainly because it just looks cute. Her snake features are very noticeable, whether it be from the sharp eyes, the sharp tongue, or from the sharp teeth.
History ➤ Shiro never remembered her parents at all, she assumed they were taken away the moment Shiro was born, if that makes sense. But, Shiro was born into a band of bounty hunters, all of them Kaburas, allowing killing to bethe only sort of skill that she ever learned. She born, raised, and taught to kill. That's it. Since she is a Kabura, the only thing she would be wanted in this world for was killing. And Shiro believed everyone. She did eventually learn more about this large band of killers; you were able to live and roam on your own once you hit eighteen. And this completely became how she made a living out of herself. In order to go through every meal each day, you had to complete contracts. And she has even led that profession into her adult livelihood. However, she was born as a kind spirit, and refused killing for many years of her young life. But, soon enough, she learned, from what everyone kept telling her, that if she didn't learn to do what she did, she wouldn't make it. She never took the time to consider if this was real or not, only immediately believing everything everyone told her. So, she forced herself to learn how to hunt like a Kabura should, how to kill like a Kabura should, and how to manipulate her venom to her absolute dying advantage. The constant killing was too much for her sanity, causing her to develop a younger personality at sixteen years old.
By eighteen, she left, and set out for her own adventures, now being somewhat independent. She now often finds herself in the crime district hunting for contracts. She hunts everywhere, but the crime district usually seems to be her hot spot. When she ventured around, she found herself stopping at inns for places to rest, or stay a couple days. Those innkeepers, or even the caretakers there were more parents to her than her biological ones. She now takes contracts from the kingdom as her profession, and even acts as a bounty hunter. She has become rather wealthy enough to afford her own home, and loves to meet newer people around the kingdom. She did eventually end up teaching her self how to find. Though, she wasn't very good at it, and is still horrible at it. Sometimes, she wished that she was never born as a Kabura. While it does have its advantages, she wished that she could've lived as a normal child, with loving parents. Instead, she was born to be, just a tool, a tool for complete destruction. The only thing she knew how to do was kill, only kill. She attempted to develop some better hobbies; she learned how to garden, growing a rather large patch of elephant ears in her backyard. She learned how to cook rather well, and still tries to advance on her fighting techniques. Though, she tends to dislike cooking at times, mainly because of the large messes she makes.
Personality ➤Shiro is always seemed as having a split, dual-sided personality. One side caring for everyone she meets, the other side, a ruthless. Shiro's 'normal' side is a very cheerful girl with a very air-headed nature. She's kind and often worries about others before herself, especially when it comes to her closest of friends. She can be very childish at times due to the large amounts of energy she usually has. Her favorite food is curry.
Although throughout her life, she may be sometimes surrounded by her friends, she does often not get very lonely and doesn't seem to be upset easily, although, Shiro does love to be able to talk to the other friends. Despite being a killer, she is a very positive, energetic and lively person. According to most of those she mets, she is quite selfless and seems to care for very often for others when they are hurt or upset, but not for herself.
Her split side however is completely opposite. She becomes basically entirely emotionless, probably not even classified as conscious anymore. Shiro does not appear to be any less foolish than a typical human being in physical form, but this is contrasted by her lack of detectable emotion, even in tight spots with her contract missions which very seldom end up with her being injured. It is difficult to understand what she is thinking due to her rarely showing any outward emotion. She completely loses any sort of compassion, as well, no matter how much you beg, she will slaughter you. Don't worry, her demonic flip side is only really active when on the hunt.
[Main Traits]
❖ Her lack of selfishness, and caring for those who don't even care or know her.
Extremely violent when on her flip side, some may even classify her as insane because of her double sided nature. Causing her to scare others.
❖ Kind
❖Loving
❖Believes everyone comes before her.
❖Deceiving
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❖Emotionless
❖Violent
❖Cruel
❖Deadly
↳Likes:
⟹Just people in general
⟹Her hat
⟹Hunting
⟹Helping others
⟹Snakes
⟹Communication
⟹Cooking
↳Dislikes:
⟹Isolation
⟹Complete darkness
⟹Those who purposely ruin her contracts. (Kill them before she does.)
⟹Failing a contract
⟹Exposing her signs of pain.
Talents/Strengths:
⟹ Extremely venomous. If she wanted, she could nearly kill anyone on physical contact if she wanted due to her snake blood.
⟹She is an incredible hunter, and thus, makes her an amazing assassin, and her amazing amounts of stealth.
Weaknesses:
⟹ She is very weak. If she got into a one on one fist fight, she is guaranteed to lose.
╬❝Take it as an act of kindness. I'm giving you ten seconds to run.❞╬
Relationships➛None, really. As of yet.
⤿Family: None that she can remember, biologically.
Love:♥♥♥♥♥♡♡♡♡♡
❝The closest thing to a mother I really ever had was the caretaker I always stayed at whenever I visited an inn. ❞
Theme Song➛: Mimi- Candy Magic
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Mod
call me Penn
26 × Male × Pansexual × Human × Police Officer
[♠] A B I L I T I E S×Martial Arts
××Describes various sports or skills, mainly of Japanese origin, that originated as forms of self-defense or attack, such as judo, karate, and kendo.
×Shooting
××Kill or wound (a person or animal) with a bullet.
×Fighting
××Take part in a violent struggle involving the exchange of physical blows or the use of weapons.
There's no doubt about it, Penn is an attractive person. Even without the magical beauty of some of the other species, he looks good enough to get constantly hit on, even if he doesn't realize it. It's not even that he puts a lot of effort into his looks, just running his fingers through short brown hair every morning to brush it and sweep it slightly to the side. He has a slight beard that enhances his jawline, kept meticulously neat. His brown eyes are warm and he's quick to light them up with a smile, laughing easily. His body is really the only thing he puts a lot of effort into, standing easily past 6'1", with broad shoulders and a slim waist. He works out every morning to stay in the excellent shape he's currently in. Despite that it can be hard to tell just how muscular it is, given his preference for casual jeans or sweatpants with a tanktop or sweatshirt when not in his uniform.resembles || Nick Bateman
notable || a few small scars from general job related stuff, nothing too bad
[♣] P E R S O N A L I T Y
People know Penn many different ways. He's a cop, so most people know him through that, whether as criminals, victims, witnesses, or other cops. But there are many different sides to him, and people treat him vastly differently. He's very skilled in most things physical, specifically in violence. When it comes to self-defense, there's almost no one better. He has a few titles in martial arts and kickboxing, but his preferred weapon, given the choice, is a bo staff, and he has world records in it. For his official job, he is just as good with a handgun, one of the better shots on the force. He's aware of his skills and doesn't brag, he's just quietly pleased with himself and works out and practices every morning.
However, he doesn't like violence. Most people know him as the cinnamon roll he really is. He's generally incredibly sweet, and he just wants to help people. He's generous, willing to give people the shirt off his back if it's needed. All he's ever wanted to do was to help people, that's why he became a cop in the first place. He's always been very law-abiding and follows it to a T, but his kindness tends to bleed into his work. He's likely to let people off with a warning on their first arrest, unless they were hurting someone. He doesn't care if two people get into a bar fight or if someone has a bit of marijuana he just confiscates and turns in, but he does care if someone defenseless was beat up. Especially if the crime is against children or animals, who are a major soft spot for him. He adores his pets, and likes almost all animals. He likes people, but even he likes his dogs more. He likes all kinds of people, no matter the species. He doesn't particularly care what species someone is, as long as they don't hurt anyone. He doesn't especially like them, he just has no problem with them in general.
He has no problem with most people, he just doesn't have many specific attachments. He's been single for a while, and he doesn't mind it. He doesn't have anything against dating, he just doesn't have anyone he likes. Besides, dating is... interesting for him. He's pretty innocent in most things sexual, and wouldn't recognize a proposition if it hit him over the head. He's classified as both cute and sexy, but he's oblivious to both. He occasionally goes to bars with friends, it just ends up being a bit uncomfortable and awkward. He's too innocent to have a good time in the way his friends do. Still, he does enjoy going just to spend time with friends.fortes|| fighting × bo staff × shooting × making breakfast × baking
faults || innocence × selflessness × stubborn × reckless × overconfident
fond || children × people × protecting × cuddling × cooking
foul || pain × people being hurt × inability to help × being vulnerable × losing someone
Penn was kind of born into the whole responsibility thing, as his dad Ray was a police officer too. He met Jeana, a daycare worker, when he returned a lost boy back to where he was supposed to be, and the two hit it off. One thing led to another and they ended up getting married, giving birth to a baby boy named Ray after his dad.
Penn, still going by Ray at this point, already knew exactly what he wanted to do when he grew up. He wanted to be just like his dad. So he started going with Ray to the police station, doing what could be classified as a ride along. Unfortunately for him, he was rather quickly disillusioned. Ray wasn't exactly a clean cop, taking bribes and all other sorts of not legal things. Penn was horrified, and almost immediately all of his positive relationship with his father was gone. He didn't want to go by Ray anymore, starting to use a shortened version of his last name instead, Penn. He threw himself into working out and getting fit, anything to distract himself. He wanted nothing to do with his father anymore and started acting out, not want to be compared to his hero cop father anymore.
He was 16 when he got smashed for the first time, and ended up getting manipulated into sex for the first time by a girl named Kelly. Unfortunately for her, she ended up pregnant from the encounter. She knew there was no way to blame this on him so she kept the baby a secret, giving it up for adoption. It was only months after the baby was already gone that he heard the truth through the grapevine, and was devastated. At 17 he wasn't looking to have kids, but it was too late for that and he was willing to be responsible for the child he already loved despite never meeting, but he was robbed of his chance.
He was kind of subdued for a while after that, not knowing what to do. At 18 he moved away from his parents, paying his own way through police academy. He was determined that He would be a good cop, despite his father. Of course he was once again compared to his dad all throughout, but he grew to ignore it. He graduated at the top of his class with honors. He loves his job, as hard as it is. He worked hard for it and he's proud, knowing that he's not turning into his father.mother || jeana × alive
father || ray × alive
child || unknown × unknown
dog || wolf × f × 5 × husky
dog || daisy × f × .5 × yorkie
dog || fidget × m × 3 × stray mutt
bf (future) || Ammiras × 24
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Etymology➛
↳[first name]:Ikumi [Lively beauty]
↳[middle name]: Kana [Forgiveness]
↳[last name]:Mikoto [of the gods, noble]
Society➛
↳[species]: Human (Cybernetically enhanced)
↳[rank]: Maid
↳[level of wealth]: 4
↳[level of power]: 7.3
Age➛18
⤿birthdate: April 31
⤿zodiac sign: Taurus
Gender➛
↳Sexual Orientation: Straight
↳Relationship Status: Open
↳Feelings for: Soon to be a certain cyborg
Physical Apparition ➤
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t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Black
↳Eyes Red
↳Scent Artificial Vanilla
↳Body Type Short, budding, lean
↳Miscellaneous
Dressing Style➛
Ikumi doesn't try to dress too fancy, but her taste in kimonos and dresses make it rather hard not to. Although, she'd put her taste aside if her master request otherwise.
History ➤
Ikumi life had started out pretty average. She was the daughter of a butler, and as such was raised in the ways of serving. She had always been a rather energetic and bubbly kid, but she looked up to her father greatly and did her best to follow in his footsteps. Her mother had also worked as a domestic servant, but had quit upon having her child. Either way, Ikumi's life was filled with wonder as she followed her father around as he served the rich people of the household.
As Ikumi grew older she slowly started to develop her skills in the art of serving. Going so far as to even be considered hired early due to her eagerness to serve, but sadly not being given the job (probably because she was a rather cute child and the master's youngest son seemed to be developing a crush on her). Either way Ikumi did her best to improve to please her father and future master, but as fate would have, she wouldn't be serving this family in the future.
On one late night while her family was having a walk around town, a yokai had sneaked up on them, killing both of Ikumi's parents and seriously harming the young girl. It unknown why exactly the yokai left Ikumi for dead, but it could have because it's hands were full with her parents, or it sensed other humans near by and fled, because soon after the yokai attacked a few cops had come by and spotted the girl dying on the ground. Their close proximity probably being the only thing that kept her from dying as the ambulance was soon their after.
Although despite this lucky rescue, Ikumi was far from okay. The monster had severely damaged her to the point she wouldn't be able to continue living on with some sort of life support. The girl, no longer having an parents and the rich family unaware of what had happened, looked like a lost cause to the doctors... That is, until the doctors looked to the government for help. Not wanting the girl to die the doctors handed Imui over to the cybernetics division of the government. Using immensely advanced robotics they replaced a lot of what was broken in the young girl, but also improving her far past what the average human was capable of. Why? Because the government was implanting people with robotics out of the kindness of their heart, they were making powerful humans to help them hunt down light bearers. Even going so far as to try and mind control their creations. Ikumi was about to become one of these mindless slaves, but a certain rich individual had put up front enough cash to obtain the little robot for himself.
Now instead of being used to capture other humans, Ikumi was made the caretaker of a young boy. She didn't know what at first, but upon being given directions to cover up any hints that his child was half yokai she realized that her job wasn't as innocent as she thought it was. This put Ikumi in a rather strange situation. During the day she acted as a caretaker for a hlaf yokai child, but at night she was something else. She still remembers the day that her parents were murdered by yokai, and she knows that her body was built for the purpose of taking down immensely powerful opponents, so if she wasn't going to catch light bearers, maybe she could save other people from yokai. Although her first priority is still that child. Even if he is half of the thing she despises most in the world.
Personality ➤
Ikumi, despite being turned into part cyborg, is still the innocent and bubbly girl she was before the accident. she loves to laugh, have fun, and just generally feels better when she's cleaning something or taking care of someone. Despite this though, the fact that she is part cyborg that was supposed to be a mindless weapon for the government has affected her in some manners. When given an order or a task by herself or others, she does it with an almost inhuman level of focus. While doing a job she becomes almost monotonous and deadpan until she finishes up the task and can clear her mind to relax a little. Despite this though, her focused self and bubbly self aren't two separate sides of her. Sometimes while just having a bit of fun a bit of her more robotic deadpan thinking comes through, or she manages to get distracted from a task that she was so dead set on completing before.
[Main Traits]
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↳Caring
❖
↳Sweet
❖
↳Protective
❖
↳Innocent
↳Likes:
⟹Kimonos, Serving her master, Cleaning
↳Dislikes:
⟹Leaving a task incomplete, failing to do her job, hear young master upset or crying
Talents/Strengths:
⟹Being a cyborg has allowed Ikumi to lift an ungodly ammount of weight, run faster and longer than most humans, and have a heightened reaction time.
⟹Being born to both a maid and butler has allowed Ikumi to BECOME THE ULTIMATE DOMESTIC SERVANT!!!!!
Weaknesses:
⟹ It's almost impossible for Ikumi to say no to her master.
⟹Being dead set on completing task can cause her to have a bit of a hard time doing anything if something is left undone or not done in time.
⟹For all robotic improvements, Ikumi is still untrained in combat, and could probably be out witted and out smarted by a more experienced opponent.
Relationships➛
Mother:
A rather kind but stern woman. Ikumi and her got along pretty well, she even takes up how she dresses after her, but with her being retired upon having a child the it was her father who taught Ikumi the most.
Father:
Although seeming rather cold due to how seriously he took his job. He couldn't bring himself to keep up that ruse when his daughter came into his life. The two spent a lot of time together, as he wanted to make sure his daughter was a competent servant once she was old enough, so there bond was pretty deep. Even if he spent most of his time working.
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║░ I. Bio ░║
「Full Name」: Leonard Dennice Tabitha
「Alias(es)」:
◊ Leon
◊ Leo (Though is picky who calls him this)
◊ Headmaster of Wyht
「Age Approximation」: 29 years old
「Date of Birth」: June 17th
「Nationality」: Mix of Irish and Brit decent
「Birthplace」:
「Gender」: Male
「Relationship Status」: Single
「Sexuality」: Omnisexual
「Prior Relationships 」:
◊ Amittai
* While not exactly in a romantic relationship, the two get along extremely well, with Leon feeling great admiration for the woman. Although it was made clear that the woman never wanted a romantic relationship, it didn't stop him from making sappy attempts to try and reach out to her. His love could be considered a well near obsession with her beauty as he will do just about anything for her and has many mementos to their earlier kinship before the accident.
「Species」: Gozu
「Abilities」:
◊ Unnatural brute strength
◊ Enhanced senses and survival instincts
◊ Hypnotism
「Power Approximation」: 7/10
║░ II. Appearance ░║
「 Height 」: 6'3"
「 Weight 」: 220 lbs
「 Body Type 」: Slightly toned
「 Complexion 」: Fair
「 Hair Description 」:
◊ His hair is an off colored rustic orange tone that curls down a little past his shoulders. Most of the time, it is tied back neatly in a loose ponytail
「 Eye Description 」:
◊ His eyes shine a bright aquatic silver and have a tendency to look as if they glow, especially in darker places.
「 Clothing Style 」:
◊ (As seen in the images)
「 Scars and Markings 」:
◊ On his back, there are several series of deep burns that have been slowly healing over the years. He also has several battle scars, primarily old bullet wounds from his days in the service.
「 Unnatural Features 」:
◊ Leon has several sets of prosthetics bound to his body, most notably, his hands. Both were amputated and replaced with a set of what he claims to be faux skeletal hands that he's prideful of. Although the mechanism was made from a bone from each of his past victims, with him being able to name where every single one had came from. Areas such as one of his shoulder blades as well as his right leg have similar prosthetics, although neither is as elaborately decorated and well polished.
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║░ III. Personality ░║
◊ On first glance, the man seemed as an ordinary, well mannered gentlemen. He shows strong hospitality as well as the potential to worry about and care for those around him. He is highly protective of that he cares for as well though usually intimidates off any opposition so he doesn't necessarily need to fight. He is very unintentionally secretive and refuses to talk to anyone about himself, especially his past life due to this growing paranoia. Under the same calm guise, he also has trouble dealing with emotions, not entirely understanding and perceiving them correctly. His emotions are more so expressed through rash actions, most commonly, killing when anger gets the best of him. The man also holds a high sense of pride in his personal goals and ideals. Although they are corrupted beyond belief, he is still dead set that they're the best options he has and refuses to listen to other's opinions if they clash with his own.
「 Judgement 」: Heavily influenced by rash personal beliefs
「 Mental Illnesses 」:
◊ Severe Cerebral Trauma
◊ Severe Bipolar disorder
◊ Korsakoff's syndrome
◊ Narcolepsy
◊ Dream Anxiety
「 Mental Stability Rating 」: 1/10
「 Psychological Triggers/Fears 」:
◊ War
◊ Several reoccurring dreams
◊ Loud noises
◊ Those around his age
「 Tendencies and Mannerisms 」:
「 Strengths and Virtues 」:
◊ Mature
◊ Polite
◊ Nurturing (to some extend)
◊ Observant
◊ Analytical
「 Flaws and Downfalls 」:
◊ Volatile
◊ Abusive
◊ Rash
◊ Insincerity
◊ Lack of sympathy or empathy
◊ Over analytical
◊ Hypervigilant
「 Passions 」:
◊ Creation
◊ Art
◊ Writing
◊ Script-writing
◊ Literature
◊ Poetic Literature
◊ Role-Playing
◊ Acting
◊ Perfection
◊ Beauty
◊ Children
◊ Nature
◊ Nurturing/Leading
◊ Anatomy
◊ Skeletons
◊ Bdsm
◊ Sex
◊ Flirtation
「 Hatreds 」:
◊ Idolization
◊ Dependency
◊ Normal food
◊ Depression
◊ His own irrationality
◊ His apethetic tendencies
◊ Those who challenges or questions his ideals and motives
◊ War
◊ Society
◊ Emotions
◊ Families
◊ People scavenging through his belongings
◊ Talking about personal matters
║░ I. History and Reputation ░║
◊ Despite being a yokai, the child had lead a relatively quiet and peaceful childhood. His father acted as a part of the elite guards while his mother was one of the few teachers in the city. Perhaps the only complaint he could have was that it would get a little lonely in the afternoons when both were at work, but he didn't mind it for the most part. He normally spent this time reading older literature and trying to create his own literary works, whether they be simple poems, to full fledged manuscripts. Of course at such a young age, many of these works weren't exactly the greatest, but it still seemed impressive the child wanted to write more then the average person.
Most of this was revealed to be in correlation of his desire to be an actor who wrote his own plays. Despite his personal desires, upon the age of 18, his father insisted that he had joined with the other elite guards as he was confident his son would be perfect at the job. Leon never was as strong as an average gozu, though he had agree regardless after being pushed into it. With this in mind, he was assigned as a personal guard to a council member by the name of Amittai Corez.
Almost immediately, he had regretted his decision, as the job itself was rather dull. All it commonly consisted of was following the woman around, making sure no one suspicious was following or ready to attack and other dull precautions. The most action he would get in a day would be probably just opening a door for her or something mundane as such. While not being impressed with the job himself, the girl had admired him regardless and often insisted for him to join in her activities in more of a friendly way. While a little suspicious of this since he knew the sort of thing didn't normally happen, he had finally given in after the girl frequently asked him.
Over time, the two had slowly developed into friends more so then a normal guard and figure of authority. Work was no longer a chore and as the months passed, the young man found himself falling for the girl. Despite any efforts to get with her, she made it clear that she didn't want their friendship to be ruined. Though this didn't stop him from cheesy attempts at getting her flowers or leaving 'anonymous' love letters and poems.
Although one night while staying over at her place, he could pick out the sound of someone entering the house. He had gotten up to check what was going on and had found a masked figure setting a bomb in the estate. Despite his best attempts to fight the terrorist off, the explosive had gone off, completely devastating the house complex and just about everything that was with it. The girl had woken up, startled at the sudden commotion and seemed frightened that the man had came back to shield her from the blast, although at a cost. The man was quickly hospitalized with severe injuries, primarily several cerebral lacerations from debris, several broken bones and joints, and a completely torn off hand that had been ripped off from the blast. He was hospitalized and barely conscious for what seemed months on end, to the point where most considered him dead.
Finally though, leon had fully awoken, still in quite a bad shape as his whole arm was casted as well as a good portion of his head. Unlike before though, he couldn't think straight, as much as he tried to remember what had even happened for him to end up like this. With a naturally creative mind, his mind worriedly wrapped around several scenarios and simply filled on the missing memories with what he thought was best. Although due to the fact that the woman was the last thing he remembered before waking in the hospital, his mind naturally assumed that she was the reasoning behind his injuries, while made him quite sour. Nearly all his memories were warped in such a fashion that it seemed more plausible that he was remembering one of his written dramas then actual memories.
With this assumption in mind, he had found himself quickly forcing himself up to escape on his injuries in fear something greater might happen to him. Once away, he had gone past the outskirts of the actual city, taking up refuge in a small house in what seemed a wasteland. He briefly encountered the lone soul that lived there, though used brute force to dispose of him out of paranoia and took the estate for his own, trying to rebuild his new life as best as he could.
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. (Continued from above~)「◊ Reputation ◊」: Leon has a very positive influence over most of those he sees, despite his uncanny hate for most of the locals. He was seen as a veteran that saved the lives of several noble families, though at a cost.
「◊ Notoriety ◊」: 5/10
「◊ Social Status ◊」: Borderline nobility
「◊ Lineage ◊」:
◊ Maxius - Father:
* An elite royal guard that serves directly under one of the overseers in the dust district. He holds incredibly high prestige compared to other guards in the city.
◊ Noir - Mother:
* A motherly soul that teaches many of the district's homeless or impoverished, occasionally even taking some in until she finds a home for them.
Yo, just popping in because you've included stuff related to psychology. And that's my major. 1. Brain Damage is not a mental illness
2. Bipolar disorder has more than one type
3. It looks like your character has Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder as well
Mod
「◊ Reputation ◊」: Leon has a very positive influence over most of those he sees, despite his uncanny hate for most of the locals. He was seen as a veteran that saved the ..."
mmm he's cute accepted
Rock wrote: "Etymology➛
↳[first name]:Ikumi [Lively beauty]
↳[middle name]: Kana [Forgiveness]
↳[last name]:Mikoto [of the gods, noble]
Society➛
↳[species]: Human (Cybernetically enhanced)
↳[rank]: Maid
↳[lev..."
Aaaa she's adorable. Accepted
Mr.Flame wrote: "╬❝Venom, lack of thought. What's the difference?They'll both get you killed.❞╬
Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Shiro Meaning: White (She- Roh)
↳[middle name]: Akio Meaning: Luminous (Ah-Key-Oh)
↳[last ..."
Nice character. I liked the history. Yokai don't just "live" in the surface districts like the Crime District and such, they'd have to hide their abilities lest someone find out and hunt them. So mention something along those lines and accepted.
☤ RiN ☤ wrote: "
╬❝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) meani..."
She's accepted but I ask that you refrain from making really high leveled characters for a little while so we can balance the population.
ShikamaruForever-|Peaches and cream~Sweeter than sweet|- wrote: "_________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]: Ica..."
Osakabes are a half and half of a human and yokai
you didn't mention what kind of yokai the father or mother was. You also didn't mention how that father or mother could survive in society being a yokai.
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call me Penn
26 × Male × Pansexual × Human × Police Officer
[♠] A B I L I T I E S×Martial Arts
××Describ..."
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「01.」 sʜɪᴢᴜsᴇɴ
━━━ no usual occupation
▾ ⋮ no clientel
▾ ⋮ Unemployed
▾ ⋮ power lvl 5
▾ ⋮ wealth 1
「02.」twenty four
━━━ born 5/18
▾ ⋮ place of birth: Gristolle
「03.」Sex
━━━ Male
▾ ⋮ Homosexual
▾ ⋮ Single atm, will date Penn later
▾ ⋮ Crush on Penn
Ammiras, or Ira as he only lets Penn call him, is an overall pretty chill and relaxed kind of guy. He likes to think he is fairly easygoing, and he has a tendency to sleep in late and not be much of an early riser. He's got a slight fear of bees due to his allergy to their sting, and is definitely a dog lover (which makes sense given that his primary shifts are to various dogs). He's got a soft spot for pretty much any animal, however (being a shifter, he personally feels a bit more of a bond with animals, though he still will eat them to survive). He loves flowers and rain storms and if he has the chance, he will fill the house with them or make replications out of paper. He loves to cook, and is rather good at it, and prefers freshness over store bought, prepackaged things. Not to say prebought food isn't any good, but rather its his own preference to make it all from scratch. He's a very lovable guy, despite looking like a total sexy badass.a d o r e s ⋮⋮ Angel Wing Begonias, Cryptopodium, Sunflowers....pretty much mostly flowers, rain storms and YogaP O W E R S
a b h o r s ⋮⋮ Bees (allergic), Light (kinda hurts), people who don't take responsibility, spiders (scares him but he'll never admit it)
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Twenty four year-old Ammiras Jethro is a sensation. He’s a modern demigod trapped in human skin. This erogenous male has piercings and tattoos that resonate a hedonistic tale. Ammiras' flawless body is a work-of-art. He’s an attractive demigod whose clothes everyone wants to rip from his body. Every inch of his body defines real perfection. He has sensational green eyes and brown hair to match his superstar model body. This hunky male is the best form of human artwork. He’s best known for his sexy full-body tattoo artwork. The erotic ink art that decorates his skin is phenomenal. He has tattoos of Salvador Dali, Ian Dury and Blackwork Mandalas. A greater percentage of his tattoos are the work of London-based artist Otto (Ottorino D’Ambra) from Milan. The immaculate artwork that decorates his chest and stomach is a masterpiece by the talented Jondix. Ammiras' body-of-work is a tribute to noted legends of art and culture. This sexy male rocks his larger-than-life tattoos with dignity. His body-of-art is the favorite feature, although he has a well-toned skin and chiseled jawline that attracts a throng of fans too. His sexy torso displays an impressive inked art of Kali, the Hindu goddess. Kali represents death, violence and time. Hindus revere her as a maternal, compassionate being. Ammiras has a touch of darkness in his image which makes this artwork an exemplary fit for his taste.
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Ammiras has never been overly fond of clothes, and whenever he can get away with it, he'll walk around nude. When he has to wear clothes (like in front of people he is not comfortable around or strangers) he more or less will just rock sweatpants, sometimes a tank top or shirt if its particularly cold.Biomorphism [ ✩ ] · · · The user can shapeshift their form, transforming and reshaping themselves down to their genetic and cellular structure. While Ammiras can shapeshift into anything smaller than a gorilla, what he is most proficient at turning into are dogs.S K I L L S
Cooking · · · he's an excellent cook and really knows his way around a kitchenW E A P O N Sweapon · · · none besides teeth and claws in dog form▽ ＢＡＣＫＳＴＯＲＹ
Ammiras' history isn't exactly anything fancy. His father and mother met underground and fell in love, ending up getting married and giving birth to him some years later. His childhood was nothing spectacular beyond learning to shapeshift and deciding to focus on dogs because he liked dogs the most. He always longed to go above ground though, and one day he managed it, mostly by accident. He was playing and strayed too far, found one of the pathways up and followed it, imagining himself an explorer discovering a new land. When he got up there, however, he realized where he was and shifted into a dog to be safe and look around. His parents came after him when they realized where he went, just as the yokai hunters found him. Long story short, there was a big fight, and his parents were killed and he had to run away. He's been living hiding as various dogs up until a few days ago when he was found again and attacked, injuring him severely before luck pushed him to get away once more. He's now stumbling around, injured and in need of a home and some TLC as a rather cute looking golden retriever.▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ Ｉ
▻ mother - Ava Jethro - dead
▻ father - Eliakim Jethro - dead
▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ ＩＩ
▻ friend - open
▻ infatuation - open
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╭・╮ A M M I R A S J E T H R O ◃
╰・╯ here goes I r a
☛ | BIOLOGY | ☚
「01.」 sʜɪᴢᴜsᴇɴ
━━━ no usual occupation
▾ ⋮ no clientel
▾ ⋮ Unemployed
▾ ⋮ power lvl 5
▾ ⋮ wealth 1
「02.」tw..."
accepted
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「01.」 Osakabe
━━━ usual occupation
▾ ⋮ clinetel
▾ ⋮ employment status
▾ ⋮ power lvl 6
▾ ⋮ wealth 8
「02.」10
━━━ born 2/14
▾ ⋮ Serova; Rainy Kingdom
「03.」Sex
━━━ male
▾ ⋮ homosexual
▾ ⋮ single; too young
▾ ⋮ crushes
Koyeno isn't very good at social interactions and manners. He's never really been around other people for extended periods of time before, especially not children his own age out of his father's fear of him being found out as a half blood or being considered a yokai and killed or enslaved, and his mothers fear of the 'devilspawn' she gave birth to. The most common interactions he has is his maid that his father hired to care for him, and when he was still young, his mother. His mother wasn't exactly a shining example of how to interact with people either, she was....cruel and mean, especially to him. He worried for a long time that everyone would be that mean until the maid came alone and behaved nicely to him. He's not the type who goes looking for trouble, or charges into a fray if there's a fight. He's the opposite actually and is known to run away from such things. With positive influences, his personality would no doubt flourish into one that is more friendly and outgoing, but right now he's more shy and quiet than anything else.a d o r e s ⋮⋮ Teddy bears, his 'magic' pillow, sleeping, cuddling, puppies, kittiesP O W E R S
a b h o r s ⋮⋮ Thunder, Lightning, cruelty, mean spirited people, mean anything really
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Koyeno is a young boy with short brown hair, a high forehead, thin eyebrows, and brown eyes. He wears a long orange and aqua sweatshirt with a hood and navy blue sleeves, quarter-length navy blue pants, and short boots with large buttons matching his hoodie. He also carries a green leopard pattern pillow that he claims is magic, but in reality his powers from being a half yokai just effect the item that he clings to constantly
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mostly just wears a long orange and aqua sweatshirt with a hood and navy blue sleeves, quarter-length navy blue pants, and short boots with large buttons matching his hoodie or some variation of that.Weapon Manipulation [ ✩ ] · · · Koyeno has a rather minor ability to turn items into weapons. This is mostly focused on the green leopard print pillow he claims is 'magic' but in reality he is turning the pillow into various weapons, usually a spear or several small kunai. He almost never uses this power however, unless he is playing a game and wants a weapon to play it with. He has no actual weapon skills either, so if it came to a fight he'd be easily overwhelmed and lose.S K I L L S
Flight [ ✩ ] · · · While it is not flight in the general sense, Koyeno has the ability to float several feet above the ground or only a few inches above the ground. He has a very hard time controlling this power, and more often than not is floating around the house clutching his pillow rather than walking. It's partly because of this power that he is not often let out of the house.skill name · · · descriptionW E A P O N Sspear and kunai · · · made using his power, he has very low proficiency using it since he's only 10 years old. He manipulates it without really touching it most of the time thanks to his power but would easily lose in a real fight.▽ ＢＡＣＫＳＴＯＲＹ
Koyeno has a rather interesting life, but also a rather bland one. His father and mother hooked up for a one night stand, and his mother Thina ended up leaving the encounter pregnant. She had no idea that Fiyado was a yokai, and when Koyeno was born and started to show...traits that a normal human didn't have, she assumed that she had some kind of devil child because she had not saved herself for marriage, and this was her curse. Well, she started to go mad, and figured if she was going to hell she'd do whatever she wanted and started to indulge in drinking and drugs, and she would be cruel and vile to Koyeno whenever he did anything that wasn't human, yelling and throwing bottles and shouting obscenities. At some point, she just never returned home, and he found out later that she had overdosed and killed herself after ranting about her demon child. His father found out about his kid in this manner, and decided the best way to keep from being found out as a yokai was to take responsibility....sort of. He doesn't have anything to do with his half yokai child directly, in case he uses a power in public and blows his cover, but he did purchase a cyborg maid and has her employed to take care of him, as well as bought a house for him to stay in that was better than the falling apart hut that he lived in before. The only direct interaction he has had with his son was to give him the green leopard print pillow that he now never seems to let go of. Fiyado has never outright told Koyeno that he was his father, but Koyeno, being a small child, already jumped to the conclusion on his own because of the fact that it was the only man he'd met before and also they looked a little similar in some ways.▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ Ｉ
▻ mother - Thina Sadoma; human - dead
▻ father - Fiyado Kuye; Nepra - alive
▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ ＩＩ
▻ Ikumi Kana Mikoto - maid/caretaker
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╭・╮ K O Y E N O S A D O M A ◃
╰・╯ here goes Y e n o
☛ | BIOLOGY | ☚
「01.」 Osakabe
━━━ usual occupation
▾ ⋮ clinetel
▾ ⋮ employment status
▾ ⋮ power lvl 6
▾ ⋮ wealth 8
「02.」10..."
Accepted
PART 1
╬❝Once a pawn to be played by greed, now I serve my mistress and her alone❞╬
Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Akira [Ah-key-rah : From Japanese 昭 (akira) meaning "bright", 明 (akira) meaning "bright" or 亮 (akira) meaning "clear"]
↳[middle name]: Atsuko [Ah-tsu-koh : From Japanese 温 (atsu) meaning "warm", 篤 (atsu) meaning "deep, true, sincere" or 敦 (atsu) meaning "honest" combined with 子 (ko) meaning "child"]
↳[last name]: Hisakawa [He-sah-kah-wah : From Japanese 久 (hisa) meaning "long time ago" and 川 (kawa) meaning "river, stream".]
Society➛
↳[species]: Shinigami
↳[rank]: Noble
↳[level of wealth]: 5
↳[level of power]:7 (Combat wise)
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Age➛ Appears 21
⤿birthdate: 11th November
⤿zodiac sign: Scorpio
Gender➛
↳Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
↳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
↳Eyes Honey-amber
↳Scent Jasmine
↳Body Type Curvy, yet considerably toned and extremely flexible
↳Miscellaneous N/A
Dressing Style➛
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Akira doesn't dress to impress others. She dresses to suit herself. She doesn't completely ignore fashion and wear sweatpants, coat or ugly boots. She prioritizes comfort, however pays close attention to detail and what suits her best
History ➤
Akira was born to a poor couple in the Dust District. She grew up surrounded with love, laughter and light beyond compare, even though there was no light left in the world. Never did she once complain or want anything more than the little she had. A small apartment, her mother, her father and a small weekly wage for food. She was surrounded by girls with the latest dolls, clothes or stationary at school, but she couldn't have payed any less attention. She was an extremely hardworking girl, volunteering to help her teachers, lending tuition and still succeeding her studies. She studied hard to make her parents proud of her, because they ate less and worked more just so she could afford an education. But it was when the fire happened that she lost the will to do just that.
One day, when she was walking home after school, she was greeted by the scent of smoke from her apartment block. She ran to see their block up in flames, her parents apartment with it. Akira was shocked, unable to do anything as she watched her home burn and the frantic firefighters douse it with water. Once the flame was extinguished, the fire fighters left without a word. The area was poor, so the officials couldn't care less what happened to it. Akira walked into the still-wet building and up what little of the stairs was left to her apartment and she saw the shrivelled corpses of her parents, dried and contorted by the heat of the flames. She averted her eyes to her mother's ring which glinted on her finger. She took it as a memento of he light of her lives. Lights extinguished all too soon. For the first time her world was thrown into an even more eternal darkness than the one it was already in.
Akira was now 18, living on the streets and making do with what little she came across. She one day came across a booth with a Royal Guard behind it. He was trying to get young men to enlist for the Royal Guard of the Seasonal District royal family. She saw the opportunity and lined up to enlist, fully full of doubt and very little hope that she would actually be accepted. When her turn came, however, the guard looked at her and scoffed with a smartass smirk. He pulled three hundred bills from his pocket and showed it to his colleague who was equally as amused "I'll bet three hundred that this one won't even get through a day" he sniggered and his pal sneered at her "I bet she won't even make a minute". That did it for her. They let her in. But only as a joke. To make fun of her. To mock her. Akira stepped up an looked them both dead in the face "I bet six hundred that one day I will be a general of the Royal Guard". That sent a ripple of laughter over both the guard and all the men that stood behind her. The guard threw her papers at her and she caught it "As if a woman could ever be a general" he howled and she was pushed aside and she walked away from there with a burning, dangerous flame in her eyes. She would win that bet. To prove to every stuck up ass that had mocked her just who they were dealing with
Three years later, Akira was fastening her chest plate and donning armour of the finest steel. She had stayed true to the bet. When training had started, she had been absolute pathetic. However she scraped by. Along with the constant second last place she always achieved, her whole class consisted of males. She was the only woman and that lead to the constant mockery, sexist slang and aggressive behaviour toward her. She thought that she was a failure, but the bet kept her going. She was not losing. No. Matter. What. When everyone slept, she trained her fragile body. When they ate lunch, she studied war stratagems. When grading week came, everyone knew she was not eve close to making the top ten, let alone number one. The general position. But oh how wrong had they been. For that whole week, she topped all theory exams. And practical? She basically cleaned the floor with all opponents she came up against. She went from zero to number one in a matter of weeks. But the effort, blood, sweat and tears she'd put in was undeniable. She graduated as a general of her own squadron of guard, and the two who had mocked her that one day in the past held true to the bet. But her success had come at a great cost. She'd lost her pride in the process. As the only female general out of the whole Royal Guard, she still received sexism, though in not as a direct form as before. Even when she lead her squadron to so many success and her capabilities were more than exceptional. there was always that one fact that changed everything. She was a woman in a man's world. She would never be the best of the best. Which is why she took her life
They're had been a fight with quite a few bandits and another group of thieves and it had been the Akira's battalion that had been assigned to the problem. It was quickly resolved, but nor before she was captured in the process by, what had seemed to be, a Kabura. He had knocked her out, taken her for himself from under the noses of her squad members for himself and locked her in what seemed like a basement. There was no denying that she was a beauty. Not only because of her physical femininity, but the fierce fire in her eyes was too alluring for him to pass up. When she gained consciousness in the basement, he gave her two choices. Willingly let him rape her, or be raped with force. She chose neither. He thought he had taken all her weapons, but he was unaware of the dagger which she kept always strapped to a small belt on her inner thigh. She used it to take her own life, willing to die with her dignity than live on without it. Because she took her life all too early, her soul was collected by the goddess Izinami and remade as a Shinigami forever to collect the souls of the living, though she didn't mind. If anything she was grateful. While when she was alive she had had a prestigious career and been well off, she had never felt like she was alive. Like she wasn't doing it for herself but only for a stupid bet. As a Shinigami she finally felt alive and had new purpose.
PART 2
╬❝I took my life not for my freedom, but so that I could keep what little pride I had left❞╬
[Description]
Personality ➤
Akira is exotic and magnetic, as deep as the sea, and, depending on her mood, as calm or as tempestuous. She is extraordinarily intuitive and will be keenly interested in the esoteric, or any occult or spiritual experience that offers some kind of deep insight. She is in tune with the fundamental forces of life and nature and is moved by the great tides and events of human experience.
Akira should never be taken lightly. She isn't flaky, fluffy, or a helpless creatures by any stretch of the imagination. Direct, and brilliantly sharp, She only focuses on the fundamental essence of any issue and disregard the superfluous. She likes clear endings and beginnings, with no grey areas in between. Akira wants her certainties to remain just so – absolutely rock steady and assured. She wants to understand everything and knows how to craft just the right question to obtain the answers she seeks. She is intuitive, controlling, and sometimes self-destructive, but in all this she has a certain deadly beauty to her personality. She is fearless and stubborn and even when life gets a little tricky she merely takes it on the chin and keep going. Self-confident, resourceful, and strong, Akira is driven to succeed; She will work hard and is willing to sacrifice anything to get to her goals. She is also complex and secretive, choosing who she divulges her secrets to carefully. But true to the deep and secretive Shinigami nature, she will not be what you expect. Most of her character lies beneath the surface, and what she chooses to put on display may even be deceptive. This seductress may dress like a corporate nun in gray suits – or a sweet little airhead without an agenda to her name. Don’t be fooled. Akira is a woman who knows her own mind and heart better than anyone else.
Her emotions run very deep, and so do the secrets. Her instincts are unerring. If murder is the path to power and success, she will take it. If the sweetness works better, she will switch lanes. Because, at the end of the day, Akira is all about success and doing the best of the best.
[Main Traits]
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↳ Determined
Brave
Chivalrous
↳Likes:
⟹ Time alone
Going out
Theatre
Reading
↳Dislikes:
⟹ Wasting time
Not being able to get something done
Being dependant on others
Talents/Strengths:
⟹ Natural leader
Cautious
Respectfull
Weaknesses:
⟹ Stubborn
Two faced
Has trust issues
Relationships➛
⤿Family:↳[As warm as the sun. As dead as it too] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
❝[Kill them with kindness]❞
↳[Like the moon. The complete opposite of her mother] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
❝[Eye for an eye]❞
Theme Song➛:
♛ Gasoline - Hasely
╬❝Izinami gave me new purpose. Hope. Love. Shelter❞╬
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「01.」 Shinigami
━━━ recently out of training
▾ ⋮ employed under Izanami
▾ ⋮ eternal servant ; nobility
▾ ⋮ power lvl : 7
▾ ⋮ wealth : 6
「02.」Twenty-Three
━━━ born x/ii
▾ ⋮ seasonal kingdom
「03.」Male
━━━ non-gender conforming cis male
▾ ⋮ biromantic bisexual
▾ ⋮ no romantic attachment
▾ ⋮ no current attraction
Romi is a curious thing. Being a shinigami, it's kind of hard to kill him a second time, but he'd gladly do it again if it meant that things would end. He's not always too keen on interacting with people most days, considering all they've done to him in the past. He can seem rather practical, as well, all things considered. He's usually the responsible person in any sort of gathering--if they could get him to go out anyways. In fact, he's the mom of the group when he shows up. He would certainly be interesting to see taking care of actual children, some would say, but don't get your hopes up. He's never been good with expectations, or living up to them. Most of the time, he just doesn't bother with them. He's seen where they can get him, just as he has seen where people themselves could get them.
Sometimes he does try, though. Sometimes he works up the nerve or maybe just the courage to actually make the effort. When he does, though, it's usually above and beyond. Romi will go the extra mile and maybe a few more feet. He has a thing of thinking it must be perfect, or it unacceptable. It could be remnants of when his parents still allowed him under their roof. But once things start to look like they could be going well, he ruins it for himself. All the practicality in the world couldn't stop him from screwing it up. Nothing has ever really gone his way before. It could just be the fear of what happens when things do go well. Does it crash and burn on its own? Or does it continue on? He can't take those odds, but he also doesn't feel like he deserves any better. Not when he's had it beaten into him that he'll never be good enough or deserving of much. Even simple things are politely declined, and if they're received, they're given to someone he thinks would be more deserving of it.
Beneath it all, though, there is a desire to have more. To be more. Romi's not so open about it, just as he isn't with a lot of things. Because, as per the teachings of his parents, there were some things that he just wasn't supposed to be open with. And that's become just fine by him. But all that's left of that desire to do what he actually wants is a rueful smile. Some people would say he's weak, or that he has no backbone, but he does. He could wax poetic about the things he stands for, but he could never do it openly or to a large gathering. It just isn't something he can do. It's much better if he explains it to one person at a time, changing one mind at a time.a d o r e s ⋮⋮ reading ; pink ; dresses ; ballet ; sports ; orderP O W E R S
a b h o r s ⋮⋮ expectations ; his perfectionism ; vanity ; arguments
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The word that comes to mind when people see Romi is beautiful. He's alluring in every sense of the word, and totally oblivious to it. It's honestly quite a shame, if you ask me. The casual observer may become slightly more obsessive when they're caught by the tempting sadness in his upturned eyes. He's often gotten remarks about how long his lashes are or how perfectly set his eyes are on his face. Those lashes frame pretty brown eyes that are as bright as autumn leaves in the midday light. His lips have a deeply defined cupid's bow, somewhat rosier shade than his skin. He's had to inform people not to stare too hard at them before; it makes a little more self-conscious than he would like to be. Not to mention the strong set of his jaw, which at one point was highlighted by longer hair. He's, however, cut it. His raven black, wavy locks tend to seem a bit of mess, but a perfectly kept mess. The fashionable kind. Or, at least, they tell him that it's fashionable. At one point, it was even shorn short. That didn't last long. Shortly thereafter came the dying of his hair. It came out as a loud blond, the golden kind you saw on Barbie dolls. That style lasted just a touch longer. At five foot eleven, he is on the taller spectrum for men his age. This, though, hasn't stopped him from wearing heels before. His skin, while being pale, is closer to a lighter shade of clay. Lithe and lean, he's still somewhat muscular from all the sports he's happened to do over the years. Due to the teachings of his parents, he tends to walk quite evenly, but ballet has also attributed to a peculiar habit that has him standing on his toes for several minutes unconsciously. It also explains the slight elongation of his strides. When he speaks, it's not loudly or softly, but a nice and even tenor tone. Most would note that he has some soothing attributes to his voice, like being comforted by someone whenever they opened their mouth. Of course, if you look closely enough, you can also see the remnants of his rebellion. Two tongue piercings and several ear piercings that he hasn't really worn in a while. He doesn't like to talk about them.
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Romi generally likes to keep it simple. His style primarily consists of well-matched shirts and bottoms, ranging from dress casual to formal. Slacks, however, are not on the list. He does have an extensive collection of turtleneck sweaters and crop top style shirts that he lazes about in. When he decides to take a dip in feminine clothing, he sticks to maxi skirts and long dresses. It works perfectly with his long limbs and lean build. He has an earnest preference for solid colors, though there may be times when patterns are unavoidable. Most of the time he's found wearing black, though. For him, the only makeup he wears is eyeliner. Anything else is too much of a hassle for him, despite having the patience for more.soul collection [ ✩✩✩ ] · · · this ability allows the user to collect the soul of an intended target/the soul of a recently deceased person. It is among the main tools used for his job.
death sense [ ✩✩✩✩ ] · · · this ability allows for the user to sense when someone is near their time of death. in some cases, the cause of death may come in the form of a vision, but this is rare.
regenerative healing [ ✩✩✩✩ ] · · · this ability allows for regenerative healing. the person may heal faster than the average person/yokai. recreation of cells and tissues, however, may be interrupted by continuous injury and delay or halt regeneration depending on the severity.
death's sight [ ✩✩✩✩ ] · · · this ability allows the users to see when a person is supposed to die, with the inclusion of a counter. the user may also be able to see several past memories and current personality traits.S K I L L S
hypnosis [ ✩ ] · · · this ability enables users to have a suggestive power over an intended target.flexiblity · · · as someone who as been doing ballet, flexibility should be nothing. and for someone like Romi, it's certainly nothing.W E A P O N S
agility · · · it's only to be expected, considering how many sports he's played over the years.
quick reflexes · · · yet another perk of being an athletescythe · · · Romi's standard and only weapon. he's fairly well versed in how to use it, since he's spent two years learning how to use it. it looks more like a gilded staff with a retractable blade, which is highly useful. it's second form, however, is that of a bow. the shaft of the cythe bends back and the blade splits into three. should he miss a target, the blades return to him like boomerangs. most people are unable to see it unless he allows for it, which definitely comes in handy.▽ ＢＡＣＫＳＴＯＲＹ
Takeda and Alysha Holmes were like any other happy new pair of parents. Their child was beautiful and healthy. This content should have lasted them until he hit puberty, but it didn't last. By the time Foromi was six, he'd demanded to play with dolls. The typical male toys didn't appeal to him in the same way. His parents suspected this would bring about some troubling things, but they let it continue either way. They thought he was just too young to realize the difference. They thought they would have a talk with him when the time came for him to go to school. And even then, he was perfectly fine. He got along well with the other kids and there were never any problems to report.
It was when he turned ten that things got dicey. Romi had decided one day that he would wear a skirt. It was nothing flamboyant in color--and actually looked very nice on him, his mother might have added if she wasn't so surprised--but it did raise some eyebrows. His teachers questioned his motive and his answer was simple: he just felt like it. They were miffed, but let it go. His classmates, however, did not. It was the following day, the second day he wore a skirt, that they began to ridicule him.
It was nothing more than what children could do, but even then that can be damaging. His teacher noticed the exclusive behavior of his classmates soon after the first week of his skirt-wearing. He changed up the days he wore skirts, at any rate, and this seemed to confuse the children. They carried this knowledge to their parents, who had their own biases to the situation. Whatever they said was parroted back at a surprised and confused Romi who had no way to react. He'd relay these messages to his parents, who soon told him he could no longer wear skirts outside of the house. They should have specified that he couldn't wear dresses.
As he got older, the comments turned into actions. Drunken suggestions made by bigoted adults were enacted by their children and Romi would soon be sent home early on some days with a bloodied nose and black eye. Being middle-school age at this point, he was able to comprehend the reason behind their behavior. His parents, however, were at a loss for what to do. His wearing a skirt at home only seemed to make the scandal of his being so much worse, and by the time he had entered high school, it'd begun to affect his studies.
His parents promised him that he would be better if he ignored it and focused on his school work. If he played more sports and provided that he was a man by their standards, he'd be fine. It got to the point where he no longer had a say in anything that involved him. His schedule was filled to the brim with activities they wanted him to do. He bounced from sports practices to academic extracurriculars to instrumental lessons. Romi was running himself ragged to prove something that he didn't want, but he could never tell his parents otherwise. All he could do was grin and bear it. But even then, that wasn't enough.
With no rest and stress piling up, everything began to crumble. His grades suffered, and despite his great performance on every team he was part of, he never saw the field. He'd be sidelined and bypassed by players with less skill and talent, who would do worse than him. And that ate him up. So, he quit them all. He turned to something else that would interest him, but of course, his parents were against it. His only reprieve, and they took it from him. His ballet classes were canceled and studios were called to bar him as his academic performance declined further. Failing grades infuriated his parents, whose sympathy had dried up years ago. Their disappointment in their eldest child was clear. They then turned their attention to their younger daughter, who they assumed would take the place of the failure they were reluctant to call a son.
Once they were no longer legally forced to care for their child, Romi was put out. He'd had the good fortune to know it was coming. He'd gotten himself a job and saved up. Once he'd graduated high school, he decided that his next step would be to earn money. That was all he could do, after all. College was too expensive. Working in a small boutique, he often found himself surrounded by clothing of every kind. And at one point, in them. It came around his third month of working that his co-workers decided that they would jokingly use him as a model for an evening gown. The outcome was a surprise to all of them, a long haired Romi sporting the dress well. It became a hit and soon he was modeling all of their clothes.
This catapult into some form of success was both a boon and curse. People looked at him in a way that was different from the disgust and confusion they did before. He became a sensation and it was too much to handle. So he let it go. And when it did, things were worse than they were before. All of the people that had held no love for him returned with a vengeance, ready to take him down even further. It took them a few months, but they did it.
Sometimes people choose the way they think works best. Sometimes they think it's the only way. Romi was not much different. He'd already had a number of prescriptions from his school years that he kept filled, so finding pills was not much of a problem. A send-off party provided the alcohol, untouched in the back of his refrigerator. Mixing those two elements was enough to kill him with minimal effort.
He didn't expect to wake up again. That was, after all, the point of killing yourself. But a new life awaited him there in Purgatory. For his crime of taking his own life earlier than it was supposed to have expired, he was sentenced to eternal servitude under Izanami. He's not entirely sure how this will all work out, but it's worth trying, right?▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ Ｉ
▻ mother - Alysha Holmes - alive
▻ father - Takeda Holmes - alive
▻ sister - Ayaka Holmes - alive
▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ ＩＩ
▻ partner - Sage Christianson
▻ friend -
▻ infatuation -
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╬❝I've got the goods, if you've got the cash...❞╬
Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Kino (Key-no)
↳[middle name]: Eran (Air-in)
↳[last name]: Jaraya (Juh-rye-uh)
Society➛
↳[species]: Kobura
↳[rank]: Rogue
↳[level of wealth]: 9
↳[level of power]: 5 (plus bodyguards)
Age➛ 37
⤿birthdate: July 8th
⤿zodiac sign: Cancer
Gender➛ Male
↳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 brown
↳Eyes: Yellow
↳Scent: Musty, like wet stone
↳Body Type: Slender and serpentine
↳Miscellaneous: Moves fluidly, and can do so with great rapidity when he so wishes. Can transforn into a half snake form in which his body from the waist down turns into a large serpentine tale adorned with red and green scales.
Dressing Style➛
Suits with long, old fashioned overcoats, dress shoes, and an antique amulet around his neck consisting of a blood red gemstone, easily an inch across, in a gold setting.
History ➤
He remains very quiet about his past, insisting that what really matters is the now. The real reason he doesn't talk about his past is because he wasn't always the smooth talking criminal business man. He was born in the slums of a Yokai city to destitute parents who were barely making ends meet. As soon as he was able he began taking odd jobs to help support the family but it was clear that wasn't enough. Even if they could survive that was all they were doing, surviving, and Kino wanted more. Every day he saw the gangs working the streets and accruing huge amounts of money in seemingly no time at all. It was here that he turned his attention and, without his parents knowledge, joined one of the more successful gangs, the Hikari. He started at a low street level but as he worked his way up the gang infrastructure the boss began to take notice of him and eventually made him into a protege of sorts. Kino stayed by the bosses side providing security, running errands, and whatever else he was told to do, all while gaining the necessary knowledge and skills to run an intricate criminal syndicate. All he had told his parents was that he got a job somewhere that was providing him food and housing and that they wouldn't have to support him anymore. Every chance he got he visited, bringing food and money to keep them afloat. Until they were both killed by a plague sweeping through the poor parts of the city. Before his parents died Kino was relatively soft as far as criminals go. Easy on the little guys, a byproduct of his upbringing. He had no such inclinations after his parents' death, becoming the seemingly heartless criminal businessman that his boss had wanted him to be. When Kino was thirty years old the gang's boss died of natural causes, leaving the organization to his protegé. Since then the Hikari have delved even more deeply into the black market sales of Ama spheres, weapons, and other contraband, as well as slavery.
[Description]
Personality ➤
Proper and businesslike, as long as everything goes as planned and he is shown the respect that he's due. Prefers to use more professional means to solve his problems rather than violence but will do so if provoked. He likes to have everything immaculately planned out, so if backed into a corner his actions are often dangerous and unpredictable.
[Main Traits]
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↳Proud
Professional
Merciless
↳Likes:
⟹ Flattery
Being in control
Eiswein (an extremely rare vintage of wine)
↳Dislikes:
⟹The EU
Disrespect
Unexpected disruptions
Talents/Strengths:
⟹Negotiation
Cunning
Manipulation
Weaknesses:
⟹ Improvisation
Grudges
╬❝...and don't even think about trying to cheat me.❞╬
Relationships➛
⤿Family:
Maeve Jaraya: Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
❝My mother was always there for me. She always had a kind word to say.❞
↳Calix Jaraya: Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♡♡
❝Don't get me wrong, my father was a great man, but with the situation we were in he was under a lot of stress. It was hard to be there for us emotionally when he worked eighteen hours a day.❞
Theme Song➛:
♛ Money Talks, AC/DC
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▸ s ʜ ɪ ɴ ɪ ɢ ᴀ ᴍ ɪ ◂ ▸ ᴀ ɢ ᴇ ;; ( 26 ) ◂ ▸ ᴘ ᴏ ᴡ ᴇ ʀ ;; ( 6.5 ) ◂
┌ ┐ I have nothing to lose
T H E R E D R E A P E R my mind it wanders away
└ ┘ i am not me anymore
( i. ) ▬ M A L E
⇁ pansexual ;; panromantic
⇁ currently infatuated ;; romi
⇁ no previous attractions
( ii. ) ▬ L E O
⇁ june 27
⇁ rain district
⇁ noble elite
( iii. ) ▬ SHINIGAMI
⇁ power level ;; 6.5
⇁ scythe ;; double bladed
⇁ reputation ;; newbie reaper
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‘‘ here was a man, mourning tomorrow, he drank, and finally drowned in his sorrow
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▌│█║▌║▌║ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ▌│█║▌║▌↳Was it the emptiness of a camera lense or the barrel of a gun that finally got him? Chris can't remember entirely. Little fractures of his mind are strewn about like tattered articles of clothing, yet to be examined. He can't recall why, but at the time, death seemed to be so enticing. He hardly remembers what tempted him, or what gave him that final nudge off the edge, but what he does know is that every waking moment, he regrets it. The ability to grow old, to age with your peers. Everything up to his death is painted his head, vivid memories, crystal clear as if they were shown at a cinema. But his death is a blur, and it happened so fast. Sometimes he spends nights pondering over his life and relentlessly trying to understand why he'd ever want to end such a beautiful thing. But he has an idea.
And that idea stemmed from his childhood. Born to noble parents who only had a son due to the pressure of society, he went through years of forced musical classes and fancy parties while others scraped by in the dirty, grime filled streets of the lower districts. He never liked growing up, because the more he did the larger the responsibilities got. If he didn't pass a class with flying colors his parents would scold him and often reprimand him with physical force. If he'd grown ill to the point of vomiting he'd be forced to attend school. And even then he only ever recalled showing up in public with a bright smile on his face, only to retreat to his room at the end of the day and smoke a bowl of cannabis, or an entire pack of cigarettes.
Even as he grew out of his adolescence and into his teenage years it seemed that the stresses, the pressure to be who he wasn't, were only growing. He knew he couldn't run, he wasn't fit for the world outside of his nobility bubble. He wasn't attuned to the dangers of the streets, the gangs that ran wild in the lower districts, the yokai that slithered onto the surface. But he wasn't fit for this life either. Fancy balls with wealthy nobles, snobby aristocracy that wouldn't hesitate to slide a knife in his back if he so much as looked away. And yet he was still popular in his money driven little world.
He was a musician. A violinist and a rather fine one at that, often playing at parties and little festivals around the nicer districts. But it was one day that he came across a boutique in his travels, and he saw a wonderful model. This model was Romi. This model changed his life. He'd never realized that people so openly expressed themselves. Never before was he exposed to abstract concepts such as dressing outside your gender, wearing makeup as a man, being who you are without caring for judgement. And those piercing eyes, while only flickering to him for a second, had him entranced. He became a fan, but it wasn't long until that man had stopped showing. And for a while, he thought it was because he'd continuously show up there.
Three years passed and he'd developed addictions to nicotine and alcohol. He could maintain a smile like a porcelain doll, painted on his lips ever so carefully, but what he couldn't maintain was his own will to live. It started with a couple of drinks as he practiced his violin late into the hours of the night. No one was home with him. The mansion his family prided themselves in was absent of life. Well, not just yet anyways. But he made it that way. After saying farewell to his lovely golden retriever Minx, he took his life at three twenty two am, using a rifle he'd shot his first buck with. And he woke the next day remade and remodeled with a scythe at his side and spectacles on his face.
(IV. ) ▬ MUSIC
⇁ distastes ;; his past, his parents, cream cheese
⇁ revers ;; music, singing, dancing, reaping
⇁ past relations ;; none
⇁ all family alive
⇁ currently deceased
▌│█║▌║▌║ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ▌│█║▌║▌↳Admittedly, the majority of his personality is hidden from the public as he grew up with parents that demanded he hide his real intentions from society. His whole life he's never been used to sharing things about himself. Be it interests or desires, or something deeper than that, sometimes he even finds himself resenting the idea of anybody learning anything about him.
But that doesn't stop him in trying to learn about others in the slightest. He is even somewhat nosy, eagerly seeking out knowledge about the people he's found himself interested in, platonic or not. He's also not easy to break either, and continues his advances regardless of whether or not the person he's trying to learn about likes it or not. Coupled with the fact that he's actually skilled at analyzing people and why they do the things they do, he's an unstoppable force to be reckoned with.
He loves photography, and it's hard to find him without a vintage camera hanging around his neck. He takes pictures of things he finds beautiful, which is rarely, if ever, the people around him. In fact it's safe to say he abhors most humans and just barely puts up with his reaper colleagues. But he's a good actor, and so most people don't realize that his smile never reaches his eyes and that his words are far too meticulous to be real. He's fake, like a barbie doll, and puts himself on display as someone impenetrable. When in reality he's soft and sensitive. A fumbling mess who's awkward and tense when it comes to surprises.
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▸ s ʜ ɪ ɴ ɪ ɢ ᴀ ᴍ ɪ ◂ ▸ ᴀ ɢ ᴇ ;; ( 28 ) ◂ ▸ ᴘ ᴏ ᴡ ᴇ ʀ ;; ( 7 ) ◂
┌ ┐ I have lost everything
T H E B I G B O S S my mind is in pieces
└ ┘ i will fight on yet
( i. ) ▬ M A L E
⇁ bisexual ;; panromantic
⇁ currently infatuated ;; no one
⇁ dead wife
( ii. ) ▬ S A G G I T A R I U S
⇁ december 5
⇁ dust district
⇁ working class
( iii. ) ▬ SHINIGAMI
⇁ power level ;; 7
⇁ scythe ;; double bladed
⇁ reputation ;; experienced reaper
⇁ current rank ;; high ranking nobility
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‘‘ people say not to run from your problems, but running's all i got left to do in my life
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▌│█║▌║▌║ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ▌│█║▌║▌↳When you're hunting down a serial killer, you don't often stop to think about how they became the way they are. You don't think about their motivations. You shoot to kill because this bastards probably killed dozens. Dozens over one. Your choice. And when you pull the trigger, and the bullet meets its target, it takes something from you. It drains your innocence. And over time you realize that you're no better than the scum you've been killing. That was reality for Aven, every waking moment he slaved away as a cop in a low ranking district was like slowly cutting his heart out of his chest with a dull piece of glass. The ticking of the clock in his office, the chiming of phone calls every twenty minutes, they lingered at the back of his mind and plagued his dreams.
The city was in ruins, hardly running on any form of government. There was no structure. Just corrupt cops fighting corrupt people in a corrupt district. He was surprised someone didn't call in police to police the police. Then it'd be turtles all the way down. But no, his division, his branch of policemen, they were all self made. If you wanted to join the police force all you'd need was a badge and they'd be happy enough to give it to you because staff was so god damn limited. He was one of the only good cops there. Came in at his scheduled time with a black coffee in one hand and a donut in the other. Clocked out a few hours overtime because he worked his ass off in each and every investigation.
Which wasn't appreciated by his wife, of whom lived in a rather ghetto area at the time. Sometimes he thinks back to then and regrets not coming home to his love, to spend those few precious moments with her before she was so brutally ripped from the world. And it'd happened so quickly too. Her soul, like a flame dancing in an empty room, had been extinguished by just a gust of wind, the aftermath of a gang riot in the streets. She was hit by a stray bullet, and her flame flickered out. But just as easily as flames can be put out, can they spark into something larger. And after the news of his wife's death, the only thing he cared for in life, his flame became a raging wildfire, full of passion and vigor, but both were empty. His only goal, to hunt down those who had hurt his love. To take revenge. And that he did. He was no longer a cop, he was a vigilante, private detective, hunting for the good of the people.
But he soon learned that vengeance, no matter how sweet the taste, became bitter over the years. It was fruitless in solving anything. Left an empty feeling at the pit of him. Left an empty feeling in his mind. So he filled that void with a bullet. And he left this world with the taste of gunpowder lining his lips and a hole at the back of his head.
(IV. ) ▬ GUNS
⇁ distastes ;; his past, killers, sushi
⇁ reveres ;; guns, his scythe, his gun scythe
⇁ past relations ;; had a wife
⇁ all family deceased
⇁ currently deceased
▌│█║▌║▌║ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ▌│█║▌║▌↳ Despite being the head of his division, Aven is kind of a trouble maker and has been on suspension multiple times for violating rules. Even so he is pivotal to the reaping branch and often deters reapers from going rogue (which is surprisingly easy to do). In fact that's probably his main responsibility within his branch of work. To make sure the new reapers don't think about leaving and abandoning their punishment for defying the great goddess Izanami.
Coincidentally he isn't too loyal to her either, and has been on the brink of going rogue several times. It's a bit of a trend with him, he can be a lone wolf at times, often abandoning his posts or simply refusing to reap someone because of his own reasons. He's rather distant but not so much that you can't hold a simple conversation with him and his hobbies include working out, shooting, and collecting flowers for his book of flattened plants. He tends to give people the impression that he's a macho mr. dominate but in reality he kind of just goes with the flow of things and does what he needs to in order to get by. He has no intention on having pissing contests with other guys and doesn't conform to labels as much as others might think he does. He isn't afraid of being anti manly, and enjoys the tiny, simple things in life that others might consider to be a bit feminine.
ɪ ɴ s ᴘ ɪ ʀ ᴀ ᴛ ɪ ᴏ ɴ ─── ʀᴜɴ ʙᴏʏ ʀᴜɴ ;; ᴡᴏᴏᴅᴋɪᴅ
╬❝Sir now I must ask you to leave and to stop such pointless fighting. It's not tolerated here.❞╬
Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Decim "Derived from Death's Bar." {Des·men}
↳[middle name]: Norman "Northman." {Nor·man}
↳[last name]: Yew "A coniferous tree that has red berrylike fruit." {You}
Society➛
↳[species]: Shinigami
↳[rank]: Middle Class ; Minor Noble ; Bartender
↳[level of wealth]: 8
↳[level of power]: 6. 5
Age➛ 30 has been around for about 200 years
⤿birthdate: October 31st
⤿zodiac sign: Scorpio
Gender➛
↳Sexual Orientation: Still rather Undetermined
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for: Open to Collberation.
Physical Apparition ➤
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↳Hair White covering his one eye with a black undercut.
↳Eyes Blue with a light cross like pattern in the iris
↳Scent Expensive Cologne
↳Body Type Averagly muscular
↳Miscellaneous N/A
Dressing Style➛
http://adn.i.ntere.st/p/15519444/imageHistory ➤
~~ Decim was born quite some time ago in the seasonal district. Decim was Born in a small city within the island. Alright like the capitol but less unchanging and mysterious at the time. His parents an arranged marriage like most wealthy hierarchies are. His Mom married a man under the Surname of Yew. He was a cheater and a liar. His Mother to numb to his charm to know.
As to say Decim grew up in the love of his parents but was nothing like children his age. He was often bullied and ridiculed because of his one in a million gift. He was born a medium and could see, hear, touch and speak to ghosts and lingering spirits yet to be collected by the goddess of Shinigami favoritism. Evil and good he saw them all.
So growing up he wasnt very sociable and was often detached From others.This point having little understanding of his own emotions and others. Quiet and alone. In his teen years it was still pretty much the same and he kept the dead as close friends. Talked and helped them out alot more than the living around him. He was so known among the good souls of the dead he was catching attention of a some beings.
Taking up bartending as an adult. Moving about still keeping in touch with his parents through letters.
This Life was even worse for Decim. He could not go a single day with out being cornered and beat by the mafia. The names were worse and Decim simply lost the will to live. So one day after he had been beat really bad and was already in his death throws he took a shot of pretty strong poison upon arriving in his apartment.
It was all black until he woke in a void of black shape with some lanterns. He was still in his work attire and his veins died a black color. This is when Decim as a soul that had tooken his own life became a shinigami.
Decim took the role and through the years trained hard and perfecting the art of reaping. Moving up in the rank quickly when if it took a half century at most. As the obvious stated he was reincarnated as to what he is now.
He mastered the threads of life that ensnared spirits and sent them on there way. The hardest technique of reaping a Shinigami could know as well as mastering his death scythe.
He now lives two lives as a Shinigami and bartender. The joy of that job in his mortal life never faded despite the pain with it before.
[Description]
Personality ➤
-- People who often see Decim may find him Un-nerving , different. An even better Shinigami by his other co-workers.
Decim enjoys to keep his own emotions out of his work and remain rather serious. Unless something out of the ordinary happens and tends to shock him and others around him. So if a lunatic with paper bag on his head ran through the bar where he works screaming "BANANAS!" Of course he may be alittle surprised and shocked.
He's detached from people and likes to keep his personal feelings off the table. Likes to be by himself instead of making living friends outside of the Shinigami society. Speaking more on what is noted most times not out of his feelings. This was being his mortal life was often disapproval and ridiculing when he was growing up.
He takes great pride in his role as an arbiter for most Shinigami disputes and between spirits wondering yet to be collected by the godess to be turned into a shinigami. Always respectful towards undead and lingering souls that he comes into contact with. Especially to those who lived their lives to the fullest. All this is because the dead were his friends growing up as a human. He was meduim and the dead were the ones that showed him Kindness and welcoming.
So Decim has little to no experience with many human emotions do to closing himself off when he was younger. He can feel them like any other person can but can not distinguish alot of them when experiencing them or seeing them in other people. Even with little understanding of emotions Decim still feel compassion. He will give hugs to people that really need one if they come to him for comfort. This is only for those you were good people and really need it.
Even when reaping the souls of the dead he is kind and grants some leeway to departing spirits bending a few rules. Granting them one last wish or moments to say goodbye to loved ones.
Decim is very good at avoiding violence for he generally dislikes it. But you say he is a Shinigami isn't it comman? Yes. Yes, it is but Decim keeps reaping souls quick and clean and is hardly violent unless the soul wants to retaliate at him in anger. He never strikes first and will defend himself if need be.
Hence when he uses the threads of life his rare ability. It tangles and ensnares a victim with no actual violence and disables them to give up. Hence when I say he is an Arbiter he settles disbutes and ends them. Among the living and dead alike.
This last little tid bit as mentioned above he has little understanding of human emotions and is very akward when it comes to saying he likes a person. Making it rather romantically akward for him. Upon more intense things such as sexaul acknowledge ment or coming onto him he flushes bright red and starts stuttering and tries every possible thing to get away if he is uncomfortable in such ordeals.
[Main Traits]
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↳ His Lack of human Emotions
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↳ Is a Arbiter.
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↳ Inabilty to understand human emotions.
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↳ Moments of compassion
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↳ Avoidance of violence.
↳Likes:
✓ The Dead
✓ Bartending
✓ His pet cat
✓Talking with the dead
✓ Cemeteries
✓ People that try to get to know him before judging.
↳Dislikes:
✗ Roudy and Rude coworkers
✗ Ignorant lowers of Shingami Society
✗ Having to use physical violence to deter a person off him.
✗ Being put in romantically awkward positions
✗ disrespect of the souls of the deceased
✗ Clingy people.
Talents/Strengths:
✪ Cooking
✪ Disguise illusions
✪ Speaking to the dead
✪ Settling disputes
✪ Weilding a death scythe
✪ Judging people sense of characters and the souls of the dead
✪ Seeing exactly when and where a mortal dies. Makes reaping so much easier.
Weaknesses:
❏Weakening Curses are pains to Shinigami
❏ Romantically awkward
❏ Little understanding of human emotions. {Even if he can feel them to.}
❏ A another Shinigami's death weapon is the only thing to kill him for good.
❏ Shinigami often tend to dislike Demons.
╬❝I never wanted to feel again after that because when I did feel them they tore me apart.❞╬
Relationships➛ Has never dated a Single soul.
⤿Family:
↳[ Decim's mother was a pretty girl and quite the kind hearted maiden. She really did love Decim as her son but there was not much she knew how to help Decim when he was younger. She was also very oblivious to her husband's affairs. Decim reaped her soul about one hundred years ago when her name appeared on his Death List.] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♡♡♡
❝She tried to be their for me but even her help was never enough.❞
↳[A cheating to face liar. Decim hated his Father. Decim wanted nothing more than this man to have what came to him. Harem Yew died after sleeping with the wrong women. He was stabbed nearly twenty times by a mistress that was to jealous for her own good. Decim also enjoyed reaping the man's soul.] Love:♥♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
❝I never did enjoy him. A cheat and a Liar. He knew what would happen if things went sour.❞
Theme Song➛: The Void by Andy Black
♛ https://m.youtube.com/?#/watch?v=CNXC...
╬❝O-oh my. When you said meet me in the s-supply room I simply thought we were out of printer p-paper again. P-please put your c-clothes back on.❞╬
Mod
╬❝That was very nice of you to say. Your the first to like my stitchings.❞╬
Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Cyra
↳[middle name]: Juniper
↳[last name]: Hada
Society➛
↳[species]: Cosmetically Modified human.
↳[rank]: Lower Class : Waiter
↳[level of wealth]: 5
↳[level of power]: 5
Age➛ 17
⤿birthdate: May 9th
⤿zodiac sign: Taurus
Gender➛ GenderFluid
↳Sexual Orientation: Bisexual.
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for: Open to Collaboration.
Physical Apparition ➤
http://pre00.deviantart.net/8be9/th/p...
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t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Pure White hair ; Shoulder length with Roman Numeral Pins to hold up his bangs
↳Eyes A Crimson Red {Unaffected by Albino genetics. Sees perfectly with out problems.}
↳Scent oddly of Cherries.
↳Body Type Slim and lithe like a women.
↳Miscellaneous As a young child Cyra was forced to undergo many body changing Surgeries to appear more girly, pretty and feminine. From Plastic to Body surgeries he had a majority of them done to his body by his First and Last Master. The worst of the surgeries was when he was forced to have his male sexual organs turned into female sexual organs. {Likes to Reference himself still as a male.} The only surgies he likes are his ability body modifications and his red Stitching. Stitching that has been strewn into the skin in simple but appealing designs. Feels likes Piercings and can change the thread but liked red above all else to contrast with his white skin.
Dressing Style➛ Cyra can be seen wearing light simple clothes that are comfortable and conceal knives and daggers he uses for protection. Like big white shirts with lots of inner pockets, tank tops and black leggings/pants. Sometimes leg warmers and slip warm boots. Often in a big fluffy coat for he now lives in the Ice District.
History ➤
-- Cyra was born to a small family that lived in the more pleasent part of the seasonal district. To two small families of geologists and rich Scholars. His parents had been an arranged marriage but a very happy one at that matter. He grew up with his parents until he was two years old. Did I mention he was born an Albino human child? Where his eyes are red and everything else it white on him?
Well he was stolen by a pretty bad group of yokai thugs at about nine seven years old. Exactly When his parents weren't looking after him do to work and had left him in the care of the Nanny who had dozed off on the job while his parents were working. Tooken for his value he'd make in cash on the slave market for just being a albino child.
Cyra a pretty rare Baby with white skin was auctioned and bought by a rich wealthy yokai women who was nearly half-mad. Life was not lavish after that. Life with that women was hell for Cyra. He was raised in a hardy life and brainwashed he had been given away because he was unwanted by his parents. So for the rest of his life he forgot his real parents and grew up thinking this rich women was his Mom.
Upon the day he turned ten years old the cruel abuse had started as he began to appear more boyish than girlish. Ridiculed by his Foster Mom and forced into many cosmetic surgies and made into the perfect little girl just like she wanted from the start. Cyra hated it and it still got worse from there.
His Foster mom ruined him putting him into a forced gender change surgery at the age of thirteen. After everthing healed he was forced into a differential lifestyle as he rebelled against her not wanting anymore of the torture she inflicted upon him. This time his Foster Mom had enough and forced him to be trained to kill and protect her.
His foster mom turned into a abusive master. Perfecting the art of combat, knife wielding. Even more surgies to excell at certain things. If he didn't do it than being he'd lose his life at his Master's hands. Taking his first life at fourteen years old all on his own with no help.
Even then it did not earn his Master's attention but she only sent him to kill more and take people out. This went on till he was sixteen when he knew he was a toy for his master. She was no longer his Mom or Master just a rich sadist that had used him till she got board and needed a new child to toy with.
Auctioned off at another slave market auction for the highest bidder but Cyra had different plans. Dressed as a girl and bought by some old pervy yokai. Waiting it out until the old perv came to sample him after taking Cyra home. Cyra taking one of his concealed daggers stabbing that guy down till he coughed up blood and died. Cyra ran away giggling the whole way. Maybe even robbing a few people along the way and starting all new.
Now on his own terms and rules. He managed to get a small home in the Ice district where the cold no longer fazes him. Working as a small coffee shop waiter trying to forget and be happy again.
[Description]Personality ➤
~~ Cyra appears to be a cute little being but there is much more to him than meets the public eye. Seemingly so playful and childish. Always seeming so cute a bubbly to people but in all reality he is very bipolar and his moods are constantly changing direction like a moving tornado.
Happiness is one of his moods that help him cover up his true intentions and easily expressed if true but it can easily go sour and he can easily have dangerous violent outbursts if feeling frustrated or threatened. To avoid this he tries his best to revert to ways that are less violent and still very much get him his way or have things go according to his plan. It's tricky but he manages well enough on his own.
Do to a horrible past Cyra has the hardest times feeling pain. It has been erased from his system from so many body modification surgeries and customization. Even mental pain it buried soo deep down into his system the motion is so fluent it's a blurry memory. As for human fear that's pretty much gone to just like his morality. Right and wrong is if it brings in the cash just do it and get over it. It's just a dog eat dog world.
Preffing clean and tidy neat ways of dispatching of the people he is to terminate. Some appearing life suicides or found dead in the bathtub with the water running. Taking great pride on his methods of termination. Though in this life do not doubt Cyra can't feel any of these Emotions or remorse for the people he has terminated. He can feel them when he finally breaks down at the mere mention of his past.
If he recovers quickly he covers it up before anybody can pry at him. Seduction being his go to cover up or if somebody does find out he asks for some comfort after and hopes the other forgets. Even if it's occasionally not for that Reason Cyra no longer finds embarrassment with his girly body and will gladly use it to get what he wants as well.
[Main Traits]
↳ Being Bubbly and Happy
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↳ Lack of Morals
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↳ Cute flirty and seductive nature
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↳ Bipolar
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↳ Slight insanity.
↳Likes:
✓ Sweets
✓ Meeting new people
✓ Animals
✓ Knives
✓ The color Red
✓ High paying employers.
↳Dislikes:
✗ Hot foods
✗ Rude snide people
✗ Not being able to speak his pary
✗ Remembering his Past
✗ Not succeeding
✗ Touchy feely people
Talents/Strengths:
✪ Knife throwing and wielding
✪ Quick speedy combat
✪ Speed and Stamina
✪ Agility and Flexibility
✪ Stealth and Camouflage
✪ Fluent in many of the languages around the islands.
✪ Very Very High Pain Tolerance!
Weaknesses:
❏ Senstive Memory triggers
❏ When he snaps it's hard to stop him
❏ Is Allergic to Chicken Meat
❏ Really bad sweet tooth
❏ Violent at times
╬❝Now thats just rude. I'll show you who fights like a girl you cheating Yokai.❞╬
Relationships➛ Has had a few lovers.
⤿Family:
↳[Mother] Love:♥♥♥♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
http://orig07.deviantart.net/23e4/f/2...(view spoiler)
❝This is my real Mom?!❞
↳[Father] Love:♥♥♥♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
http://stuffpoint.com/the-anime-guys/... (view spoiler)
❝ I had a Dad?!❞
Theme Song➛: Evangeline by Juliet Simms
♛ https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=RfGdlbl...
╬❝What did I say about touching me? Stop it I'm not a pretty little girl for you to just grab. So cut it out before I cut your fingers off.❞╬
╬❝Don't turn your back. People have a habit of stabbing you in in the back.❞╬
Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Aron
↳[middle name]: Gregory
↳[last name]: Franz
Society➛
↳[species]: Okami
↳[rank]: Rouge ; Street Fighter
↳[level of wealth]: 6
↳[level of power]: 7
Age➛ 27 years old.
⤿birthdate: September 21st
⤿zodiac sign: Virgo
Gender➛ Male
↳Sexual Orientation: Pansexual. But lately little ukes have been growing on him.
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for:"Open to collaboration."
Physical Apparition ➤
http://40.media.tumblr.com/f75ac49a7c...(view spoiler)
t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Tousled black hair
↳Eyes Piercing Blue Eyes.
↳Scent A musky scent of a wolf.
↳Body Type Lean and muscled. A fighters body. Can take damage and deal damage. Many my say hot with rugged appeal.
↳Miscellaneous Aron has a wolf tattoo the covers the entirety of his back. It marks his status as a mainly undeafeated street fighter. Even his pain tolerance. Wolves heal with modren tattoo it all had to be tattooed then torched by fire until the skin refused to heal over the ink. (view spoiler)
Dressing Style➛ Aron dresses comfortably in clothes that seem the norm and usual for commoners. Normally pants, shoes, a shirt and a jacket to keep warm on colder days. Upon street fighting he dresses in just a flexable pair of pants that can easily stretch to and not tear upon shifting into a werewolf.
History ➤
~~ Aron for all of his child hood grew up poor with little money to spend. His mother worked as a maid for a rich family and his Dad had always been a street fight always earning from the bets and winners prize.
A small shabby house that held up in a happy loving family. That was all up until Aron was ten and street thugs that had beef with his father broke in and ruined everything for Aron.
They beat and raped his mother to death in frong of him and his father. Then purposely slit Aron's father's throat in front of him. Aron was just a boy but shared the beating. Kicked, punched and hit until he couldn't move and was thought to be dead.
How Aron lived was one of life's many mysterious. That day he vowed on day just one day he would kill the people that ended the life of his family.
After Aron lived on the streets stealing and becoming street smart. Often running into bullies and thugs so he learned to defend himself quickly.
Finding his control he started street fighting. No need to worry about damage for he healed and the power he held. Working up in the ranks and becoming a top fighter within Street fighter society just like his father had.
It was like this up until he was twenty years old when the vow he made came up when he by chance ran into the very street thugs in an dark alley while he smoked a ciggerate. He followed them to their hide out and really gave them a shocker. Aron did what they did to his parents. He tore them to peices and ended them. That was seven years ago. Now he is just a street fighter trying to make a living.
[Description]
Personality ➤
~~ Aron was once a happy person that was always smiling but the cold hard reality of an event forever left him changed. He will never fully be the himself he used to be ever again.
Aron never trusts a person from the start. He knows that all people a far from pure and are just as dark and cruel as the god of chaos and misfortune itself. Aron thinks all people are willing to willingly stab a person in the back for just a mere scrap of food. His trust is mostly in himself and rarely can a person earn his trust right off the back. He may know them forever but they may never earn his trust.
This puts his cold exterior in play if somebody does get the chance to break down his walls. If this does happen Aron pushes them away and leaves them in the dust. He does not want to hurt himself or another person. Losing his parents was enough to keep him thinking he will lose just about everybody he loves or cares for. He doesn't like the concept of love much either so alot of his life has been spent in single night affairs or a fuck buddy kind of thing.
Vainess is also one of his greatist casualties. Here the sarcasm in that please. If somebody is stuck in the clouds he'll bring them right down and ruin it so they don't find out the hard like he did.
Groups make him irritated and feel confined so he also likes to stick by himself until it's time to earn some cash and vent out his pent up rage of his wolf counterpart stuck in the past. With his rage Aron can hold onto a grudge for years and wait to act it out and seek his cold twisted.
Aron now in this life is a pretty much undefeated shapeshifting lawless street fighter. Going to fights where only the people with a death wish go. Aron has a very little sense of fear and fights with ferocity and little to no mercy. Tearing and beating the low life scum he fights to shreds/bloody pulp. He fights to win and let his uncontrollable rage and his problems let lose in the ring. Very street smart and quicker learner.
As well as Fighting Aron uses pleasure as a distraction to relax and enjoy himself so he tends to be a more aggressive lover that actually doesn't hurt his victim of the night. Maybe sore hips for his lover of the night.
Even if this is his wrong justice he can still feel human emotions even with his very cold exterior. And his former self isn't completely lost if he by chance imprints on his true mate. A wolf myth. He will love like no other to ensure that special person sticks around. Even showing his past self by occasionally saving people from muggers and saving people's lives. Just don't go thinking he is all giggles and cuddles after.
[Main Traits]
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↳ Cold shoulderd
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↳ Distrustful of others
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↳ Quite Vain and literall
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↳ Solitary
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↳ Strong Willed
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↳ Pure unchallenged rage when fighting
↳Likes:
✓ The Moon
✓ Being left alone
✓ Forests
✓ Fighting {Helps him vent his anger.}
✓ Smoking
✓ Secretly Ukes and Women alike that can't get enough of him
↳Dislikes:
✗ Mushy gushy romance
✗ When his wolf subconscious tunes in
✗ bloodsuckers
✗ When people doubt his abilities
✗ Law keepers
✗ people that are touch feely every goddamn minuted
✗ When somebody takes his last ciggerate
✗ Cats
Talents/Strengths:
✪ Shapeshifting
✪ Legal and Illegal fighting
✪ Knocking a person out with a single punch
✪ Controlling his more baser instincts
✪ Tieing a cherry stem with his tounge
✪ Very skilled in and out of bed.
Weaknesses:
❏ Silver
❏ Mountain ash
❏ Wolfsbane
❏ Chocolate {Can kill him if ingested in a large quantity.}
❏ Wolf lichen
❏ Red Lingerie
❏ His rage tends to get the better of him
╬❝Pick one. The bed, the wall, or the couch because once I get my hands on you with that outfit on thats where we'll be all night.❞╬
Relationships➛ All were one night stands.
⤿Family:
↳[Mother ] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♡
(view spoiler)
❝For every fucker that laid a single hand on her I took joy in tearing apart. I tore them limb from limb for ever laying a hand on her and ending her life in front of me and my Father.❞
↳[Father] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♡
(view spoiler)
❝There was a big diffrence between his appearance and personality. I watched him come home from each fight bloody and bruised but when he saw my Mother and I. His frown instantly turned to a smile. The day I truly saw him break down was the last day and like my Mother I took joy in killing those who ended his life.❞
Theme Song➛: We don't have to Dance by Andy Black.
♛ https://m.youtube.com/?reload=7&r...
and
Ribcage by Andy Black
♛ https://m.youtube.com/?#/watch?v=Sf_h...
╬❝You call yourself a wolf but the only thing I see is a sheep in wolf's clothing. Stop being predator when you nothing but a cowardice prey item.❞╬
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╬❝I lost everything because of their greed. I was enslaved and locked in a cell and yet here I am in love with a mortal boy. You will never understand my agony until you feel it yourself.❞╬
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➤Abraxas Khan
·{First name meaning}~ A word of mystic meaning in the system of the "Gnostic Basilides."
·{Second name meaning}~ A word meaning "King." Or "Thy King."
『 〓 』• Alias: "Rin's pet."
{Society Rank/Class:} Peasant ; Slave
{Power Level:} 8.5
{Wealth Status:} Very Wealthy : His hoard worth millions is hidden and no one could ever find it but him. Though he cannot go to it in servitude.
{Age:} Appears nearly 27 but truly has been alive since when the Human's used sticks and clubs for weapons.
{Date of Birth:} Estimated. December 19th by most historians and the dragon Himself.
{Favorite Color:} All shades of blue
{Philosophy:} "For each day simply keep looking on."
{Theme Song:} Stay Alive by Andy Black
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╬❝With out the light humans will soon drive themselves into their upcoming end.╬
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[➤Appearance:]
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(Hair:) Abraxas has midnight coloured hair. It's is near shoulder length and he often pulls it back in simple horsetail tie. {A manly pony tail.}
(Eyes:) His eyes can go back and fourth from electric gold to electric blue. Gold signifies he is weakened besides that they are always burning brightly and glowing. Flickering like a flame.
(Weight:) 184 lbs. It's pure muscle. Lean and pure like his dragon form.
(Height:) 6' 11 {Very tall do to being a dragon.}
(Scent:) Abraxas always smells fondly of prestine winter air and the slightest bit of pine.
(Complexion:) Caucasian
(Distinguished Marking(s): quite a few scars all about him
(Clothing style:)
↳ The belt or cloth around his waist is often a dark blue.http://img05.deviantart.net/3795/i/20...
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╬❝I have always loved winter. It always brought good memories of before the war.❞╬
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➤{Species:} ʀʏᴜʀᴀɪᴊɪɴ
↳ A Bioluminescent Tundra Dragon to be exact. Abraxas is one the rarest of dragon kin. He is the last of his kind and with the death of him will end the dawn of Bioluminescent dragons. Graceful dragons that once lived in the frost district in plentiful numbers in the snowie mountains and forests until the light disappeared and went out. Then it was genocide for the glowing dragon kin. Hunted shamelessly and with out honor for the glowing properties in the dragons scales, blood, fire pouch and claws for lights and lamps that provided light in the dark to cities for people out of greed. To extinction they were hunted. Just Abraxas is left now.
{Gender:} Male
{Blood Type:}
· AB positive.
{Sexual Orientation:} Pansexaul
↳ Abraxas over the years as learned love is love no matter the gender. A tentative and open eared lover always willing to listen and fix a problem. Even if he believes in love he as a older and out of respect for the Frost/Ice Kingdom he happily accepted the bethrothal to the Prince of the land when it was offered to him. He further promising protection to the Ice Frost District as he accepted. Promising when the prince is to come of age he will marry the other two weeks after the other will turn of age. Seeing no harm Abraxas even with the age gap betwee Rin and him. He still decided to begin a fluffy lovey relationship as he courts the prince with each day. So when the wedding does come they are willing to accept each other with open arms.
{Relationship Status:} Taken. Not Single
⊱ {Zodiacal symbol:}
⊱ Sagittarius
⊱ Sagittarians are usually modest and are often religious, with a strong sense of morality, though they tend to overemphasize the ethical codes they follow and worship beliefs about God rather than God Himself. This means that, negatively, they regard rigid, unloving, intolerant adherence to ritual and conventional codes
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➤Personality:
Trait 1: Hateful
Trait 2: Terrible Liar
Trait 3: Wise minded
Trait 4: Old schooled
Trait 5: Has little shame these days.
~~ Abraxas was once a merciful dragon that had happily roamed the Ice Kingdom long ago until he was enslaved in his weakened state and forced to seal a blood contract with the royal/ governing family for as long as he shall. Even while his kind was hunted off until near extinction for light. Now if he was to so much look at a today human he would want to smash their tiny heads into the concrete and smear them into the floor in a red stain. Burn their towns and destroy all the things humans old dear. He would unleash his fury upon their kingdoms and slaughter them like they had his people and countless yokai. Abraxas would send them into the next Ice age with his frostfire. The only one keep him from doing this is just one little human named, Rin {Lucy's Character.} His current Master and secret mate. As well as a blood contract.
Ironically being with this Puny human was partly Abraxas's choice but not entirely. Most Dragons mate bond instantly once in their life and it is random and can be anyone from any species. Think of like a werewolf and their soulmate theory. When you experience it you will know it. Well It happened to Abraxas the day he met the younger. Not much of his old self is left but when around the tiny Rin the dragon is happier than he has ever been in years. Often when alone with this smaller human lesser Abraxas is often crooning happily and spoiling the other with what little things he has to give. Often these are in the forms of old hymns and poems. It's always rather simple and fluffy love do to their rather large age gap. Never will he force the younger into a uncomfortable situation. The most he has done is stolen a kiss when he knew nobody was watching. He waits until the other will be ready and off age but he is shameless and if his love wants him who is he to refuse?
Abraxas is also incredible wise and intelligent from all his many years of living. His words are often spoken with a medieval theme or accent. He can often when rambling speaks in old english. In the ways of old he keeps his word no matter what and is honorable. Though this rule only applies to those that are worthy. He is true to his word and honest and rarely will he tell a lie. He is also very politically skilled having been with many hierarchies and his quite the challenger to debate with. He would be a worthy king if it was possible these days.
The rest to be rp'ed
{{Part 2}}{Noticeable Habits and secrets:}
➤ Crooning- To croon is like a rumbly dragon purr. Abraxas often when happy is heard crooning about 75% of the time. It's a deep tone and is seen as an affectionate gesture by people Abraxas holds dear.
➤ Medieval Cursing- Abraxas tends to use insults and curse words of the olden days. So if your a called something you don't understand more or less his just called you a very bad insult from his time.
➤ Over Protective of his mate- Abraxas is very protective and dangerous when in over protective boyfriend mode. He once nearly killed a man for simply looking at Rin in the wrong.
➤ Exhaling frost and snow- This is often when he is relaxed and happy. It is more often accompanied by crooning and happy dragon rumbles.
{Flaws:}
- To Solitary
- Often is to Careful
- Vengeful
- has the mouth of a medieval sailor
- Doesn't have enough understanding of humans
{Virtues:}
+ Honest
+ Calculated
+ Protective
+ Honorable
+ Merciful
{Favorite Things:}
~ Venison
~ Winter nights
~ blizzards
~ The Dark
~ Reading
~ Surprisingly holding friendly conversations.
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❛ ➤{STRENGTHS} ☇ ♛
° Magic Hymns and spells
° combat of all kinds
° Flight
° Staying under the Radar
° speaking politically
❛➤{WEAKNESSES} ☇ ♛
° Heat
° weakening chains and bondings
° His little Rin.
° A bloody steak
° gold and things that shine.
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➤Abilities}
{"Telepathy.."}
↳ Yes, He ran read minds. But only those willing to let him in their head. He can gear thoughts and even speak through his own thoughts within the head of another. Rarely does he do this just for the sake of other's privacy.
{"Forgotten Hymns of Magic.."}
↳ Abraxas is an Older dragon so in his time he remembers the language of the times of old. Often reciting old spells and hymns that can grant magic and power to the speaker. Abraxas is prominent in the hymns of healing, Destruction and magic. All of which he uses for good. Never will he use destruction as a weapon of first choice. It is only defense.
{"Advanced Physical Abilities."}
↳ In A human form Abraxas is built more strongly and sturdy. His body is bigger spanning over the average human height by nearly a foot. He can retain is dragon strength, breath and powers as a human. He is also quicker, more agile, and stamanitic than any human. His mental senses are also very in tuned and spot on.
{"Elemental Abilties and Frost fire.."}
↳ Abraxas is a pyrokentic and a Ice manipulator. His ice abilities are pretty much self explanatory. Though when Abraxas takes control of a flame it instantly turns blue and burns nearly -500°F. Freezing victims on the spot if they come in contact with it. Abraxas the warmest he can create a flame only is only warm enough to a be lukewarm temp of 97.5°F and is completely safe to touch and play with at this temperature. His fiery dragon breath is what is the monster most feared for. It's dangerous thing about him. Blazing blue flames that can turn beings into the next ice age and can even turn what was once a burning orange flames in crystals once in contact with the other blazing flame.
{"Dragon Form."}
↳ Abraxas's true form is a giant quadraped dragon. Abraxas is one of the heavier set and bulky types of dragons. Think of a muscular tiger. Big and powerful fighters easily able to take a blow but stay agile enough to dodge and obtain quick movements. His color pattern white, black and blue allow him to blend into the snowier forests and darkened sky. His bolt like markings upon his legs, claws, wing spikes and horns literally glow along with patches of his wings and the entirety of his tail club glow. To naturally created oils that never decay. Even after death they will still continue to glow until the items holding them decay. His eyes always glow the brightest. He in his dragon form is the size of cotten bowl stadium and that would still be quite cramped for him.
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{"Flight.."}
↳ Abraxas as a dragon and within his half form can fly. His large spansing wings can easily lift him off the ground and propel him through the sky as speeds of nearly 150 mphs if he is really in a hurry. He is still lithe enough to preform dives and quick ariel movements. His dives can reach speeds of nearly 250mphs but Abraxas avoids this for he is still heavy enough to kill himself in a crash is he doesn't catch himself.
{Family relations:} to many to name
{Friends:} "Open to collaboration."
{Enemies:} "Open to collaboration."
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{Background/History:}
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{Stability:} 10/10.
{Other:} N/A
╬❝Touch him again and I will personally see to watching your carcass shatter as I end you.❞╬
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╬❝Who says sirens only have to lure men?~"❞╬
Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Yoko(Japanese for 'foreign child')
↳[middle name]: Omizu (The formal word for 'water' in Japanese)
↳[last name]: Kawawakaru(Ka-wa-wa-ka-ru) (Kawa is Japanese for 'river', and 'wakaru' is Japanese for 'to understand'. Therefore, her name means 'foreign water child of the understanding river'.)
Society➛
↳Amabie
↳Middle-class, a teacher
↳Wealth: 3
↳Power: 5
Age➛18, however she looks much younger, like 12 or 13
⤿September 14th
⤿Virgo
Gender➛Female
↳Sexual Orientation: Homosexual/Lesbian
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for: Nobody yet...
Physical Apparition ➤
With gorgeous, bright blonde hair perfectly curled into ringlets, crystal-blue eyes, and a doll-like stature, Yoko is the girl men would die to just look at, let alone touch. She's only 4'11 and 100 pounds in her human form, which helps her sell her little girl angle even better.
t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair: Bright blonde that flows down to her waist. It curls into ringlets.
↳Eyes: Crystal-blue
↳Scent: Sea water, although its 'freshness' varies where she's been swimming
↳Body Type: Thin and very girlish, like a little girl. Her breasts are barely there, and she has no hips to speak of.
↳Miscellaneous: In her yokai form, she takes the form of a blue-green mermaid, her colors helping her blend into the ocean better. The reflection off her scales can warp a human's vision and render her nearly invisible for a few seconds if she's been spotted. She also has gills, plus extra green fins on her sides, fingers, and ears. Her teeth are also sharp, she's not what a human normally pictures when they imagine a 'fish-woman'.
Dressing Style➛
Anything girly, glamorous, or fashionable. She loves wearing dresses and skirts, especially vintage or retro inspired clothes. She's also known for wearing 'cutesy' clothes such as bright pastels, ribbons and bows in her hair, teddy bear designs on her clothes, basically anything an average five-year-old girl would be seen wearing.
History ➤
Born in Tyvie to two amabie parents, Yoko has known comfort. Not wealth, but simply comfort. The only child, her parents made sure she was well-provided for. Nobody dared to disturb them due to their species' reported nastiness, although every so often some yokai would get curious, stray too far, and promptly get drowned or eaten.
After graduating from school, or her parents' version of school, she quickly became a....science teacher! Teaching her pupils all about the various plant life that grows in their harsh oceans. She's not entirely proud of her job, but it keeps her family living a comfortable life and she knows she could be in a far worse one.
Being curious about human life and enjoying the humans' reactions to her appearance, she makes frequent trips to the human cities and wanders around for a day or two, keeping her trips a secret from her family. Who knows what she'll find on the surface....or who she'll meet.
"Humans never could appreciate a good swim....or dive..."
Personality ➤
Exactly as you'd expect her to be, Yoko only cares for herself and her parents. She's very concerned about what will make her pretty, hence why she uses magic to make herself appear physically younger-she heard it would make her popular to humans. She's also quite flirty, but gets in trouble with human men for leading them on-only to realize she's gone in a flash before they can catch her. She's however also very bubbly and careless, talking in a ditzy sort of voice. One wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of her temper though. She's not very strong, but one doesn't need strength when the ocean is on your side....
[Main Traits]
❖Bubbly, carefree, glamorous, family-oriented
↳Flirty, selfish, temperamental, vain
↳Likes:
⟹Fashion, her family, stuffed animals, hair ribbons, aquatic flowers, swimming, playing tricks
↳Dislikes:
⟹Being touched by humans, people who hurt her family, mud, dirt, dark colors, bad hair days
Talents/Strengths:
⟹She's great at using water magic and manipulating the water to her command, although on land in her human form, she's worried about getting her clothes wet, so she underuses it here.
She can breathe underwater in both forms, duh.
She can swim extremely fast.
She often manipulates humans to do her bidding by seduction or flirting with them.
She is great as doing hair and makeup.
As a result, she's also good at painting, but she doesn't do it very often.
Weaknesses:
⟹Her vanity is always her downfall. She'll downright refuse to fight if there's any danger of her clothes or hair getting ruined on land. She is also very thin and can't run very fast on land, nor dive or dodge really fast, so it's easy to overtake her if one knows this beforehand. She's also inexperienced in most human weapons.
Relationships➛
⤿Family:
↳Love:♥♥♥♥♥
❝Mom! You're the best!❞
Yumiko Julianna Kawawakaru
Yoko loves her mom to death and owes everything she is to her. Yumiko too is a very vain trickster woman, famous for all the chaos she caused among the humans in her youth. Now that she has a daughter, she's settled down, and Yoko always brings her mother unusual flowers to pin up in her hair. Yoko would do anything for her mother, going so far to protect her. Her mother currently works at a daycare center for little amabies.
↳ Love♥♥♥♥♥
❝Daddy! I love you so much!❞
Ayumu Morgan Kawawakaru
Slightly richer than his wife, he currently works as a soldier, even though he's been feeling very sick as of late. He wasn't one to pull pranks on humans, although he finds them annoying and is glad they live far away from his kind. Yoko also loves her dear father dearly and would defend him to the very death. She brings him the shells and scales of strange creatures for him to make armor from.
Theme Song➛: Pretty Girl Rock by Keri Hilson
"If you see any pretty dresses, like, totally lemme know, okay?~"
♛
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i have mirai open for relationships. but im making other females soon, most of my characters are male because yaoi but she's adorable
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║░ I. Bio ░║
「♰ Full Name ♰」: Mikami Korosu
「♰ Name Etymology ♰」:
◊ Mikami(ミかみ) (Origin: Japanese): 'Something bestowed from above’
◊ Korosu(殺す) (Origin: Japanese): 'To Kill'
「♰ Alias(es) ♰」:
◊ Kami (Preferred)
◊ Scourge (AU)
◊ The False God of Judgement
◊ The Demon of the North/Hail
◊ Death, Reaper and other similar titles
◊ God, Master, Lord, etc. (Loves to be addressed as these since hes a self centered prick.)
「♰ Age Approximation ♰」: Appears around the age of 21. He can age if desired, but chooses not to. Believed to have been born in the late Victorian Era.
「♰ Date of Birth ♰」: November 17th
「♰ Nationality ♰」: Mainly English, but has traces of polish and Japanese heritage.
「♰ Birthplace ♰」: Wroclaw, Poland
* Very close to no recollection of his birthplace exists since he lived most of his life in England.
「Current Residence」: Snowdon Massif
「♰ Gender ♰」: Male
「♰ Sexuality ♰」: Straight
「♰ Zodiac Sign ♰」: Scorpio
「♰ Bloodtype ♰」: -O
◊ His blood will occasionally appear a bright cyan instead of a typical red tone and tends to glow in darkness. Though this is normally only when angered or his abilities are active. The area around his chest contains no blood at all. Instead, if pierced in precise spots, gasoline will spill out from the wound if the metal wires and mechanical organ replacements are punctured. This can potentially be fatal to him if left untreated for a long period of time or if exposed to open flames.
「♰ Species ♰」: Shinigami
「♰ Power Prowess ♰」: 8.5
「♰ Abilities ♰」:
◊ Soul Conjuration/Manipulation: He has the ability to summon, contort and use any aspects of the souls he has collected to his will. This may involve summoning the soul of the person, using abilities they might have had in there past life as well as control there actions and presence, mainly for the purpose of upsetting or frightening others. Once he kills and collects a mortal's soul, the remainder of there life that they would have had naturally gets added to his life span. If in dire situations, he can use all the souls he has collected to transform into a monstrous creature for a variable amount of time depending on how many he had collected. Though once out of the form, all of the souls he would have collected are completely destroyed and unattainable to be retrieved since they were devoured and absorbed. The life span of supposed immortals will not count or add to his life span at all, though possibly may give him an ability they had so long as he has possession of that soul with him.
◊ Frost Manipulation: He has the ability to contort snow and similar mediums to his will. Mainly, he will utilize ice in the form of sharp icicles, barriers or to hold a target or himself in place. If given enough time to focus, he can also cause frostbite to immediately effect a person with a single touch, though this take quite a bit of concentration to perform. Occasionally, he will use falling snow or a sort of icy mist to make it difficult to detect him as well.
◊ Minor Storm Manipulation: These would involve invoking storm clouds, snow and hail. This technique also takes a bit of time to initiate, though can give him a huge advantage when surrounded by his element. Offensively, he primarily will use this technique to drive down sharpened large shards of hail at the foe.
◊ Lunar Magicks: A variety of demonic magic that depend on the power obtained by moonlight absorbed into a being. The more taken in, the more powerful spells and such may be cast. This can include basics such as teleporation, healing, regeneration, enhanced physical traits and a few other things. Though the lunar energy itself can be utilized as a source of powerful plasmatic power by the wielder referred to as Aureolis. Mikami's Aureolis happens to be the same bright cyan tone as his glowing blood and can becoming drastically more powerful then typical users. But at the same time, he can also become pathetically weak and ill due to the lack of energy going through his veins. On nights of the full moon, he has close to godly powers and capabilities, though those of a new moon leave him quite vulnerable and powerless for the night. The odd cycle of power is mainly due to him being a half blood and not being able to contain and ration the power at the time present.
「♰ Resistances ♰」:
◊ Severe Cold
◊ Frost Magic
◊ Blood loss
◊ Poisons and Toxins
◊ Conditions that cause heart failure
「♰ Physical Weaknesses ♰」:
◊ Flames/Fire/Heat
◊ Silver
◊ Physique (Isn't very strong physically)
◊ Other Reaper Weapons
◊ Murasame (Ironically)
「♰ Social Status ♰」: Mid-Upper Class
「♰ Occupations ♰」: Mercenary
「♰ Theme Song(s) ♰」:
◊ DN Opening 1 Cover - Jonathan Young
◊ Temposhark - Don't Mess with Me
◊ Nathan Sharp - Emperor's New Clothes
◊ God Syndrome
◊ Get Scared - When We Were Strong
║░ II. Appearance ░║
「♰ Accent ♰」: Thick english accent due to where he was raised, though sounds much more brummy then a traditional accent.
「♰ Voice Model ♰」: Dexter Manning
「♰ Height ♰」: 5'5", Though the padding on his boots make him appear much taller, around the height of roughly 5'8"
「♰ Weight ♰」: 130 lbs
「♰ Complexion ♰」: Pale and rather smooth apart from a few scars
「♰ Body Type ♰」: Lean/Fragile
「♰ Hair Description ♰」:
His hair is a light silver to an almost powder blue, being spiked towards the back and has an emo stylized fringe that covers his right eye. it reaches to about shoulder length, maybe a tad longer.
「♰ Eye Description ♰」:
His eyes are naturally a dark golden and illuminate brightly in darkness. His eyes will occasionally turn a light violet at times depending on the situation he is in.
「♰ Clothing Style ♰」:
Normal Attire: His normal uniform consists of a black and blue gold trimmed leather coat with coat tails that reach well past his knees to the middle of his calf, black leather jeans, Black and gold combat boots and dark grey fingerless gloves. Underneath his jacket, he wears a dark grey ripped up tank top as well as a few decorative belts and chains. He wears a sash around his waist that holds a series of three skulls on it, the middle one being prominently bigger then the other two surrounding it. He will occasionally have bandages under his coat to cover up any injuries he might have attained, mainly around his forearms and chest.
Shinigami Robes: Normally he only wears this attire when back in the shinigami realm or when is he doing killings once in a while. It consists of thick black robes that are torn at the bottom with detail highlighted in thin gold strips with a rim of grey scraggly looking fur that covers the top rim of the coat collar and an elongated hood with similar detail as the rest of the coat and a pointed tip at the end with the hood coming close to covering his eyes. He wears a set of pauldrons, with the right one being much a much larger spiked pauldron rather heavy. He wears a heavy looking set of faded and rusted gauntlets that completely cover his arms and give them the appearance of long sharpened metal claws with slanted blades coming of the outer side of each arm. He commonly walks around barefoot in this form, having nothing more then bandages over the parts of skin that are showing besides his face, which is normally covered with a half mask as well as the hood as mentioned earlier. Several knives, sickles and blades are visibly shown on him, whether entwined in the bandaging or strung around his belt in plain sight, along with the same three skulls.
「♰ Scars and Markings ♰」:
On his right shoulder, there is a marking of three lines that form a 'broken' triangle of sorts that appears as a dark black that doesn't take too much skin, but are still visible. The scar was from the first living creature he had managed to kill as a shinigami. The back of his neck going down a little ways down the very middle of the top portion of his back is a deep gash like burn mark in the shape of a cross. Over the middle of his chest and both sides of his middle flanks are long, stitched up scars that had came from experimentation and abuse done to him in the past. In both ears, he has a gauge like piercing that isn't too big, but commonly house a set of fang like ear pieces. He will often get scars from fights and such, so there are many more, though it is rather dependent on the person who injured him.
[Continued Below]
:: Continued Above ::「♰ Arsenal and Possessions ♰」:
Yuukiba (ユウきば): Kami's primary weapon. An icy to the touch scythe with a blade made of onyx and turquoise, the shaft crafted from dark teak would and gold trimmed around the tips that are spiked up in said mineral in pure gold. The yuukiba also has an 'awakened' form in a sense if the blinding strips near the middle of the handle are removed. The weapon will be engulfed with strong, soul tainting energy, gaining a sort of exoskeleton made of spiked bones around its original form and the blade constantly being wrapped in a powerful mist like aura. It is said one touch from the blade in this form can automatically make its victim suffer from frostbite, as well as give the use this condition due to its volatile nature. The weapon was forged back in the icy depths of the shinigami realm and was regarded as most of the residents as a useless and weak weapon.
Murasame(村雨): Revered as the strongest shinigami weapon of existence. Its entire structure is composed of hardened blood and bones of some of the most dangerous weapons in existence. The scythe itself is known for being able to kill any living creature in existence, even immortals. This is supposedly done by slashing into the soul with the blade with the soul going haywire and start to self destruct in a sense. While this legendary blade might have such an ability, it also has an extreme drawback of corrupting and destroying its wielder's soul in exchange for it's tremendous power. Nearly every single user besides the original who crafted the blade have been driven to insanity after acquiring it, with kami being no exception to this trend. He does not currently have possession of the blade, but has had it quite a few times in the past for brief periods of time.
Kurabus: These are the set of skulls worn as trophies of sort around his waist. They act as his vessels for souls and collect them for his own purposes. The skulls belonged to a monstrous three headed hybrid of creatures that was the first thing he had ever killed, even if at the time it was only for self defense.
Miscellaneous Items: Kami also tends to make sure he had a few extra sickles and blades hidden on him just in case he would need to use them for combat of any sort.
「♰ Reference Sheet ♰」:
║░ III. Personality ░║
◊ Kami is a very rugged and harsh figure on first glance. Most of his comments will involve pessimism of some sort, crude jokes or just complete self centered and rude behavior. Most of his dialogue to strangers comes off as an ominous monotone or as slightly agitated, making it rather hard for you to read what he is thinking. If someone comes up to him to socialize, he almost immediately pushes them away, snap at them or just walks away, and will not hesitate to start a fight if they're persistent. Kami prefers heavily to stay in solitude and away from civilization of any sort. Most see him as an extremely violent and often drunk prick that would be better left alone then socialized with, due to the fact he seems not to care in the slightest if he offends someone or tramples on there feelings. He also has a dreaded hate for crowds, families or seeing groups of friends, more so out of jealousy. This might be because he spent most of his 'childhood' with others turning a blind eye to him.
In battle, he is vicious and merciless, most of his power feeding off of hatred or his own pride pride. He won't hesitate to hurt animals, women or children if they get in the way and seems to lack any sort of morality when angered. Once he has a target, he will remain persistent until he is certain that they are disposed of, this being tenfold when it is dealing with a personal quarrel of some sort. Kami has quite a lot of pride when it comes to power and often pushes himself to his physical limits, often getting himself hurt and nearly killed on several occasions because of this.
Kami is also noted for have many superiority issues as well as his most characterized god complex, hence being a reason why he loves the nickname of kami over his own name. He can not stand any sort of disrespect that comes from a person, even if it was intended to be a teasing comment. He is a literal self proclaimed god and often acts rather selfish, arrogant and surprisingly childish when it comes to this. Though this trait of him makes it very easy to gain his trust and care if one is willing to spoil him and go along with it. The assumptions he gets of him being able to boss others around and do whatever her pleases is part of his childish nature, though this often leads to him underestimating opponents. The young man is also rather possessive and will make sure he will keep whatever he wants under his control, whether that be a simple item to an actual living being. As well as being childish in the way of simply being selfish, he surprisingly suffers from naivety from time to time.
Although he rarely shows it, he can get depressed quite easily and feel as if he is completely alone. With his aforementioned pride, he will deny these sorts of feelings though and often try to change the subject or just avoid the person all together so he would not have to think about anything. Normally when he does get depressed, he tends to leave for long periods of time into an often blizzard cloaked environment to try and ease his thoughts or let his emotions out, since he feels safest in such an atmosphere.
Relationship wise, he tends to act rather flirtatious with one he has an interest in, although it might not be too apparent that he is since he can some times be a bit stoic. He does tend to be rather lustful though with those he likes, though not to the extreme where he comes off as a complete whore. In such relationships he is particular stubborn, especially when it comes to superiority and won't be satisfied until he knows he is the one in control of the relationship. While he does like when a lover is willing to argue with him, too much so will end up hurting him emotionally and will seclude or evade that person for a long while if done excessively. He does have a tendency to cheat once in a while or look at other women, though other then that stays rather loyal and attached to the person that he loves. This can also be a positive and negative thing, since if done back to him, it will hypocritically irritate the heck out of him and may lead to him hurting or possibly even killing the one they would cheat on. It is also impossible for that person to keep friends as the same sex as him around since he gets very competitive and easily jealous. If anything, it is more so due to the fact that he can be a pompous attention whore and doesn't like sharing any potential spotlight.
「♰ Interactions and Comics ♰」:
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「♰ Tendencies ♰」:
◊ Suffers from an avid alcohol addiction obtained at a young age
◊ Snaps and lashes out at anyone at any given point for no apparent reason
◊ Morbid sense of humor
◊ Selfish and possessive
◊ Lacks the capacity to sympathize for others at times
◊ Hinders his true emotions at times
◊ Extremely protective and strict on those he cares for
◊ Flirtatious with women, though is extremely homophobic
◊ Has high sensitivity, though is embarrassed of it
◊ Able to play the piano and organ.
◊ Notorious liar to strangers, yet unable to lie to those close to him
「♰ Mental Illnesses ♰」:
◊ PTSD
◊ Superiority Complex
◊ Borderline bipolar disorder (Self Diagnosed)
「♰ Psychological Triggers/Fears ♰」:
◊ Death
◊ Being buried alive
◊ Being forgotten or left alone without others
◊ Dragons
◊ Foxes
◊ Becoming anything like his father
◊ Being looked down upon
「♰ Mental Stability Rating ♰」: 7/10
「♰ Strengths and Virtues ♰」:
◊ Loyal
◊ Persistent
◊ Stubborn
◊ Prideful
「♰ Flaws and Downfalls ♰」:
◊ Possessive
◊ Arrogant
◊ Spoiled
◊ Reckless
◊ Closed off
◊ Egotistical
「♰ Passions and Obsessions ♰」:
◊ Snow/Ice/hail, any sort of cold weather
◊ Winter
◊ The ocean/Lakes/Rivers
◊ Music
◊ Playing chess
◊ Reading
◊ Cats and any large felines
◊ Birds of prey, particularly vultures
◊ Larger feral mammals such as bears
◊ Any reptilian creature
◊ The dark/Isolation
◊ Wine and vodka
◊ Night
◊ The moon
◊ Darkness
◊ Silence
◊ Sweet and tangy things, particularly fruit
「♰ Abhorrences and Distastes ♰」:
◊ Hot places such as deserts
◊ Fire
◊ Cooking (Always burns himself)
◊ Ignorance
◊ Loud environments
◊ Figures of authority
◊ Cockiness
◊ Demons
◊ Dogs or any canine
◊ Optimism
◊ Seeing others in relationships or with family
◊ Jealousy (Ha, hypocrite)
◊ Bugs (Finds them repulsive but doesn't fear them)
◊ Excessive Blood/Gore
◊ Other guys
◊ Woman Abusers/Players
◊ Children
◊ Drawing (Because hes horrible at it)
◊ Firearms and long range weapons
◊ Tea
:: Continued Above ::║░ IV. Reputation and History░║
░░░ ♰ Early Childhood ♰ ░░░
◊ He was born to a mortal former widow by the name of Lysandria, that was considered one of the strongest lunar demons in existence for her time. She had lost her previous husband in a mysterious murder that for the longest time she sought the cause of. In the process, she had came across a shinigami by the name of Mordred that has quite a sinister reputation. After quite a few rough confrontations involving much violence and bickering, the two decided to settle down together, each taking a break from fueling there notorious reputations and seeming to vanish from the world's eyes for quite a while. The two soon were partnered in secret after having Kami as there first child. For most of the young span of his life, he stayed rather attached to his parents, particularly Mordred for some reason. Although Lysandria saw this as a good thing, she would soon come to realize that her husband would take advantage of this early attachment.
Without his wife knowing, he would often take the child down to his study area and perform experiments on him in secret with his reasoning being he wanted to make sure he would grow up strong enough to be able to maintain his bloodline's fearsome reputation. While this did help in some ways, it also led to quite a few complications unintentionally arising in the child. His already inherited weak respiratory system had begun corroding, making the child extremely sick and often vomiting up blood and even torn bits of organs from the slow deterioration from the inside out. Mordred had panicked seeing his child's state and seemed determined to fix him. He had decided to perform surgery on the child, replacing much of his innards with clockwork devices to act in there place. Though during the process, the young kami had awoken seeing what he was doing and began to cry out in fear trying to escape. In almost immediate response, Lysandria had appeared and quickly took the child from him to seek proper medical attention. While she was only worried for her son's state of health, his father took this as an act of the two turning against him due to his erratic mental state and the following days after murdered his wife right after she had finished putting kami to bed. Though unfortunately, the young boy had gotten up due to pains still lingering in his chest and saw the ghastly sight, quickly running and screaming for help.
Before Mordred could even think of going after him, he was quickly detained by authority that had heard the commotion, several of the officers falling like flies due to his overwhelming abilities, though was soon knocked unconscious and dragged to a mental asylum that was solely made for keeping him bound and restrained since many feared he may escape again. The startled and scarred child was then taken to live the remainder of his childhood with his uncle on his mother's side. Though no matter where he was bound to go, he simply could not let go of the vision he had witnessed.
░░░ ♰ Life in Kimara ♰ ░░░
The child lived many of his young years in a glorified wealth dark mansion near the outskirts of the main city. Many feared to tread its grounds, so he was not exposed to many of his peers. Alongside his uncle, he took homage with an elder couple as well as their daughter. Although not finding interest in any of his that he lived with, the young daughter often visited him in an effort to get to know the young boy, being shut out almost every time. Though the girl seemed persistent and continued to do so until he had finally given in as the two began to come closer together in what appeared to be a sibling esque relationship.
Kami was self taught for much of his education, using the large resource of books in the library to gain knowledge on many subjects. Much of this interest fell with mythology, though he would also be found lounging around reading many fictitious mystery novels. Due to much reading, he has a colorful vocabulary on his hands. His uncle took note in this fairly early on and began helping him further with his education. In all of those years, he was spoiled rotten to the core by his beloved uncle in attempts to try and get the memories out of the child's thoughts as best as he could.
░░░ ♰ Via Kurabus ♰ ░░░
When he was around the age of twelve, this all changed though. His luxurious life style was ripped from the young child as he was taken into the realm of purgatory before the goddess of the depths, Izanami. As customary for those who inherited such great power, she was keen on using him as one of the many in-betweens to acquire more power. Though, with kami's naturally rebellious nature, this was no such easy task and refused to mind the goddess's wishes. At the backlash, one of the native creatures under his command had attacked him on direction, being a towering three headed beast known as kurabus. Primarily it was initially going to be used for intimidation, although was eventually slain by the young boy that seemed ready to collapse.
Dismayed by such a result, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised and saw potential in the young man, so long as she could tame him. Because of this, he had laid a curse on him, causing him to be forced to reap souls and collect memories if he was keen on surviving.
When the boy woke from the strange dream, he was in the middle of a snow cloaked mountainous region, not too far outside of the ruins of an old church. Despite being void of religious descent, he still decided to stay homage in the building, using the old building as refugee in solitude for several long years to come. From this point, Kami refused to make any social contact with people, refusing to form bonds with others and commonly throwing emotions aside. Though it was also this day that his god complex began to develop, particularly due to his prowess when it came to reaping souls.
He acquired residence of one of the poor houses near the outskirts of the city and began picking up bad habits from his father unintentionally, such as his bipolar personality, violent tendencies and excessive drinking. Like his father had desired in the first place, he had began to create a negative reputation for himself and became a center of fear, along the way acquiring the ways of a shinigami to prolong his life as much as he could by killing souls prematurely to obtain there remaining lifespan. He has been exiled from several cities and provinces, being labelled as a sadistic serial killer and even has had affairs with deities in the past, being labeled as a scourge to the name of all actual deities. Most commonly refer to him as the false god of judgement due to his killing patterns commonly reflecting the victims to only be those with malicious intent and is considered soulless. Over the prolonged years of his life, his soul has been slowly deteriorating and separating into separate entities that used to reflect some of his most common emotions and feelings in his youth and are similar to physical alternate personalities. Some still accompany him while others are out living in the world without any contact with him, due to him despising most of them.
「♰ Blood Relations ♰」:
- Mordred: Father
- Lysandria: Mother
- Salem: Younger Uncle
- Sirius: Older Uncle
「♰ Siblings ♰」:
- Rei(Innocence): Alter ego/ half sibling
- Taka(Pride): Alter ego/ half sibling
- Aoi(Lust): Alter ego/ half sibling
- Zen(Sloth/Wrath): Alter ego/ half sibling
- Rita(Avarice): Alter ego/ half sibling
- Knight: Half Sibling
- Void: Brother (Spiritually)
「♰ Offspring ♰」:
- Lytta: Adopted daughter
- Suno*: Daughter
- Altair: Son
- Watanuki*: Son (AU ONLY)
- Kuma: Nephew (Partial) (AU ONLY)
「♰ Relationships ♰」:
- Lucy*: unknown
- Echidna*: unknown
- Nejinza: Separated
- Lilac*: Separated
- Krystal*: Current(?)
An * Indicates that the listed character is not my own.
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║░ I. Bio ░║
「Full Name」: Isara
「Alias(es)」:
◊ IS:032 (Or commonly just 32)
◊ Sarry (By his adopted child)
「Age Approximation」: Appears around the age of 21
「Date of Birth」: Estimated around February 23th
「Nationality」: Mixed European Descent
「Birthplace」: Unknown
「Gender」: Female biologically, identifies as male
「Relationship Status」: Separated
「Sexuality」: Pansexual
「Prior Relationships 」:
◊ Caelus:
* Despite feeling love for the woman, he had primarily used Isara to attempt to have a child and nothing more. After having the girl do so, he completely neglected his lover and sought out to do nothing but to raise the child in his own 'proper' way. Although the child was quickly ripped away from him after realizing his intent and Isara left him to live back in isolation as the child went to protective services under the care of
「Species」: Shizen Osakabe
* By being born to both a shizen and a human, he had became an osakabe with a strong life affinity. Though throughout the years of having multiple experimental tests, his abilities of healing and promoting life would fall to be limited to specific organic matter and losing the high prestige of healing he once had.
「Abilities」:
◊ Biological Mutation
◊ Organ/Cell Manipulation
◊ Slight acidic properties
║░ II. Appearance ░║
「 Height 」: 6'1"
「 Weight 」: 150 lbs
「 Body Type 」: Thin, scrawny
「 Complexion 」: Fair and freckled. Clear of markings aside from his birth defect.
「 Hair Description 」:
◊ His hair is a long black with a purple tint towards the edging. It reaches a little past his mid back when down, though is usually sloppily thrown up since he doesn't like the feeling of it on his neck.
「 Eye Description 」:
◊ His eyes are a brilliant luminescent silver.
「 Clothing Style 」:
◊ (See images)
「 Unnatural Features 」:
◊ From the base of his neck to the high forehead on the right side of his face, there is a thick unnatural vein that runs a bit darker then a typical one. This is more so seen as a birth defect and normally brushes his long bangs to that side in attempt to cover it up. Occasionally, this odd abnormality will lead to cranial pain as well as hinder his eyesight to the point where he can't see anything but blurs.
「 Followers」:
Genard
◊ A sleek looking pale coated ferret native to Isara's homelands. The rodent contains the soul of the head human director directly in charge of a series of shizen experiments in attempt to extract and develop a sort of miracle cure. Years after the project began, it had resulted in failure as the establishment was burned to the ground, most likely by other shizen close to those being held captive. Despite Isara being terrified of the man, he had felt guilty of the death of the man upon the explosion and used the limited abilities he had left to restore him, although only had enough potential to bring him back as the small being. While still resentful at the shizen as a whole, the ferret has an unexpected tolerance for isara and commonly follows after him in hopes he'll some day gain his abilities back and be able to restore his soul with a human body. He is one of the few entities that have information where isara came from and where his original family is.
║░ III. Personality ░║
◊ Isara is a very soft spoken and quiet soul. While not the most outgoing, he definitely isn't the most sheltered either and will make attempts to socialize with others occasionally. Most of the time, he is rather caring and optimistic, although one of his biggest downfalls is that he is extremely impressionable and sensitive. Isara can be upset rather easy, especially if it has any relevance to death and normally reacts rashly, either going out of his way to help the situation or avoiding it all together and running from the problem. He also has the issue of others not accepting him for his desired gender instead of his actual one. He lays a little lacking of self esteem.
「 Judgement 」: Passive and varying
「 Mental Illnesses 」: N/A
「 Mental Stability Rating 」: 9/10
「 Psychological Triggers/Fears 」:
◊ Syringes/Needles
◊ Glass
◊ Abuse
◊ Fire
「 Tendencies and Mannerisms 」:
◊ Isara tends to speak extremely quite to others to the point where it is difficult to hear him
◊ He tends to be spooked rather easily by things
◊ He handles things quite delicately and never really uses brute force for anything
◊ Isara is quite self conscious about himself and doesn't like removing clothing, particularly his mask or jacket.
◊ He tends to be extremely embarrassed when others point out the fact that he's naturally a girl
「 Strengths and Virtues 」:
◊ Passive
◊ Gentle
◊ Caring
◊ Loving
◊
「 Flaws and Downfalls 」:
◊ Pessimistic
◊ Easily Afraid
◊ Distanced
◊ Lacks confidence
◊ Sensitive
「 Passions 」:
◊ Crafting
◊ Jewelry
◊ Children
◊ Pets
◊ Wildlife
◊ Silence
◊ Isolation
◊ Plants
◊ Medicine (Although commonly misdiagnoses treatments)
◊ Warmth
◊ Rain
「 Hatreds 」:
◊ Snow
◊ Blizzards
◊ Violence
◊ Abuse
◊ Strangers
◊ Using his abilities
◊ Being useless
◊ Hurting others unintentionally
◊ Fighting
◊ Sicknesses
◊ Tea
║░ IV. History and Reputation ░║
◊ Isara lived a strange life compared to most, considering she was born as the first and only daughter to a powerful shizen goddess and a mortal human with the eyes of a reaper. With her family being quite an odd case, most of the time she had stayed with her mother as well as the rest of her clan of shizen while her father was busy in regards of running one of the mysterious districts that she had only heard about in myths from her point of view. Most of them around her talked back of the humans due to most having negative experiences with them in the past, including her mother. From all the downgrading of humanity, it almost had convinced isara to be ashamed that she had came from one. As time went on, she could see much of this negative relationship in action, seeing several of her friends being hunted down by humans or the occasional hostages taken in by the clan. Though Isara was never one to be so one sided and often would at least try to socialize with the captives out of nativity and genuine curiosity. Through this was the only way to genuinely see how humans were.
One of such captives happened to be a man by the name of genard, which was head of one of the higher branches of a research team attempting to find a way to harness the shizens' capabilities. Despite the other's hatred for the man, isara had found no harm in him and often visited and talked to the man, asking about mortal life and his work. After learning that his wife had been victim to illness, the young woman seemed keen on trying to help him both escape and further his research. Under the guise of night, the two had escaped from the camp as isara had started to become a partner in his research.
This however, was very short lived. Despite saving the man's life, he has slowly began abusing the young girl and exploiting her kindness to continue with research. This included several surgeries, since her limbs and organs would just grow back soon enough, as well as occasionally locating other shizen to test on. This along with the slave light treatment drove the young girl into depression, although she kept through it with the idea that his work would be saving several human lives and better preserving a positive relationship between the shizen and mortals. Though this wasn't the case. The shizen goddess was devastated as her child had turned up missing and had the others tearing through the forest in desperate attempts to find her.
Once located about a month later in the laboratory, an attack was orchestrated on the building, killing just about all the researchers as well as freeing all the other captive shizen from their prisons. Sickened by the thought of seeing so many casualties, isara had confronted her mother about the attack. Although she could understand her mother's grief, she couldn't accept her hate for the humans and had refused to go back with, leaving the others. Once they were all gone, the weakened isara had reincarnated genard as best as she could, hoping from then on she could find a way to continue his research in search for peace among the two species.
「◊ Reputation ◊」: Has no real record aside from vague criminal charges.
「◊ Notoriety ◊」: 1/10
「◊ Social Status ◊」: Impoverished
「◊ Lineage and Relationships ◊」:
◊ Kirrily - Mother
◊ Damon - Father
「◊ Descendants ◊」:
◊ Resil - Son
Mod
That doesn't make much sense. Izanami doesn't give them crazy bodies that are made out of metal and wire with different blood colors. She just makes them stronger. And shapes them to the purpose of reaping souls after they commit suicide. Perhaps it could work if he killed himself in such a way that his entire torso was ripped to shreds in some way.
"that was considered one of the strongest lunar demons"
I don't know what a lunar demon is, if you could elaborate that'd be grand
"When he was around the age of twelve, this all changed though. His luxurious life style was ripped from the young child as he was taken into the realm of purgatory before the goddess of the depths, Izanami. As customary for those who inherited such great power, she was keen on using him as one of the many in-betweens to acquire more power"
Shinigami are made when they commit suicide and defy Izanami, leading them to a life of eternal servitude. Izanami does not collect them for no reason, and if she did, you'd have to talk to Fiend about it. She's the one who owns Izanami and I don't know how she'd feel about this specific character occurrence.
"Like his father had desired in the first place, he had began to create a negative reputation for himself and became a center of fear, along the way acquiring the ways of a shinigami to prolong his life as much as he could by killing souls"
This doesn't work for shinigami. Did you read the plot? Or the bio provided? We've actually talked extensively about the reapers. Probably more than any other species.
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║░ I. Bio ░║
「Full Name」: Isara
「Alias(es)」:
◊ IS:032 (Or commonly just 32)
◊ Sarry (By his adopted child)
「Age Approximation」: Appears around the age of 21
「Date of Birth」: Estimated around ..."
"shizen goddess"
that would make him a demigod.
it would just be a shizen
otherwise accepted
though did you ask for an osakabe?
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Where did he get these weapons? Izanami doesn't just hand out crazy scythes. She has them molded specifically for the user and they only have one. These both just seem crazy overpowered for a simple reaper.
Etymology➛
↳[first name]:Fiametta [A flickering fire]
↳[middle name]:Serafine [burning fire]
↳[last name]:Nuria [Gods fire]
↳[nickname]: Fia
Society➛
↳[species]: Shinigami
↳[rank]: Upper middle class
↳[level of wealth]: 8
↳[level of power]:7
Age➛ Appears 19
⤿birthdate: May 23
⤿zodiac sign: Gemini
Gender➛ Female
↳Sexual Orientation: Possibly Bisexual
↳Relationship Status: Open
↳Feelings for: No one.
Physical Apparition ➤
(view spoiler)
t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Red
↳Eyes Green/yellow, but she wears red contacts
↳Scent Something spicy
↳Body Type Hourglass with a bit a bit extra on the top
↳Miscellaneous
Dressing Style➛
Fia's dressing style can be describe as private school's with a dress code. She either looks like she's just got out of school and is heading home. Although sometimes she wears something more casual if the need arises.
History ➤
Fia's life obviously wasn't a good one if she was made into a shinigami. She was born into a rather broken home. Not in the sense of abuse, but by the fact that her parents clearly did not love each other, and either stuck together for their kid's sake or because living alone would be too hard. They had one daughter whom they loved enough to let them live with her, but not enough to actually raise her past feeding and clothing her. Fia was left with very few role models in her life, and a craving for love and affection from her parents. Something that she didn't get from home, and could find anywhere else.
This was because Fia was born a rather ugly child with odd taste. She was made fun of for how she looked, and had no luck making friends due to her lack of popularity and no similar interest to the other kids her age. Her entire life was filled with people picking on her and ridiculing her for how she look, and having no support at home to help her cope with it. Her parents not caring enough to listen to their daughters "pitiful" problems. With no friends, and everyone seeming to attack her at every corner, Fia retaliated. She grew aggressive, mean, loud. She'd start to physically attack whoever dared to make fun of her, because even if she was ugly. That didn't mean that she wasn't strong. As a matter of fact she was incredibly strong. Sending the other young kids whom who laughed and picked on her home with a black eye. She grew a name for herself as a rather dangerous kid, and soon enough everyone stopped messing with her. She'd still get a few remarks here and there, but mostly people would talk about how ugly and mean she was behind her back. It was like this all through her younger grade school years, but something happened in middle school that changed her.
Puberty. Puberty changed Fia from an ugly and pitiful child into a rather beautiful and lovely looking woman. Her looks even rivaling some of the most attractive girls in school. Although, sadly, no matter how much her appearance changed, she was still the same mean girl who would attacked people from before, and now with looks on her side the other girls pulled out some rather underhanded tactics to keep that appearance of crazy bitch on Fia. Weather it be taunting her, spreading rumors, or just being plain mean the other girls goaded her into fights, spread rumors of her having sex with the teachers, and much worse. Either way, Fia's looks did nothing to help her move up in life, and slowly her looks grew less valid to her. Her self esteem plummeted more and she grew even more cold and aggressive to everyone in the world. Falling right into the behavior that everyone associated her with. Mean, aggressive, the weird girl that would punch you for so much as looking at her. The distance from everyone else and the constant bullying slowly grew too much for Fia, and one day she decided she didn't want to have to deal with it anymore. Her parents didn't are enough about her, and no one at school did either, so no one would miss her being gone, and she'd finally get some piece in her life. It was a win win for everyone, so she didn't hesitate when she killed herself by ODing on the drugs she found at home.
Although it seemed Fia wasn't going to get that piece and quiet as she woke up from her overdose feeling rather good despite what she did. Apparently she had killed herself before she was planned to die, so she was a shinigami now, and that pissed.her.off. Instead of getting to embrace the eternal slumber she now had to go around and collect the souls of the dead. Why? Was this a punishment for wanting to leave her shitty life? Either way this turn of events sparked a rather intense passion in Fia. She was as angry and pissy as ever, but she was no longer afraid. Perhaps waking up with all these new people made her feel separated from those who had caused her so much grief in the first place. Maybe killing herself made her realize she didn't want to die. Either way she was back in actions with a new set of skills and a lot of people she was ready to take her anger out on.
Personality ➤
With a low self esteem and a lot of emotional baggage, Fia hides her lack of confidence behind a wall of pure anger. She distracts herself from her pain by responding to things with anger. She snaps at people, rarely says anything nice, and tends to try punching something before she speaks to it. Although, she can't stay mad forever, and if someone can work through her anger they're left with her more shy and scared part. Fia has little to know social skills, and tends to treat any sort of kindness sent to her with either anger or some large blushes and flustered looks, because she honestly has no idea how to handle the idea of somebody being nice to her, or even genuinely wanting to get to know her. Anyone who manages to get through her anger would be left with a sad and broken girl who doesn't know how to handle any emotion besides anger.
[Main Traits]
❖
↳Quick to anger
❖
↳Hot headed
❖
↳Aggressive
↳Likes:
⟹Food (mainly bread), being alone, when her job is easy
↳Dislikes:
⟹Popular people, people who insult her, people in general, her job
Talents/Strengths:
⟹Fia is a Shinigami, and as such her only real skills are focused on her job of reaping souls, but that has given her the ability to summon her scythe from a necklace she keeps hidden underneath her shirt. Fia's scythe in particular is noticeable by a few traits to it. One is that it is comparatively smaller and more light weight than other scythes, and that it has a long chain attached to the end of it. The actual blade of the scyth also has a few unique edges and grooves to it. As Fia mostly uses the blade as a throwing weapon. She either tosses it onto something ,where the grooves in the scythe lock it in place so it doesn't move,allowing her to climb the chain to reach somewhere else, or she tosses the scythe so that the chain wraps around her opponent to hinder them. The chain also helps for quick retrieval in case she throws it directly at a target and misses.
Weaknesses:
⟹She's hot headed so it's hard to get her to listen.
⟹She's not good with kindness, so flirting can really make her feel uncomfortable. To the point she's so flustered she shuts down.
Relationships➛
⤿Family:They never bothered with her so why bother even mentioning them?
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http://33.media.tumblr.com/6e37900215...╬❝Sneering at desperate wishes and trampling them like insects. How dishonest and cruel and ugly us humans are. So much more so than an actual devil.❞╬
Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Ciel
↳[middle name]: Edward
↳[last name]: Phantomhive
Society➛
↳[species]: Mortal
↳[Occupation]:
*Earl of Phantomhive
*Watchdog of the Ice Fem King
*Owner of the Funton Corporation (Which is a variety of toy stores all over the world)
↳[level of wealth]: 10
↳[level of power]: 5
Age➛ 13
⤿birthdate: December 14th
⤿zodiac sign: Sagittarius
Gender➛ Male
↳Sexual Orientation: Doesn't matter
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for: His butler
Physical Apparition ➤
http://static.zerochan.net/Ciel.Phant... (view spoiler)
t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Black
↳Eyes Royal Blue, has a demonic symbol in his right eye which is constantly covered up by his eyepatch
↳Scent Sweet
↳Body Type Feminine, curvey
↳Miscellaneous N/A
Dressing Style➛
-Everyday-
(view spoiler)
-Sleepwear-
(view spoiler)
History ➤
Ciel was born to Lord Vincent and Lady Rachel Phantomhive alongside his twin brother, who's name is unknown to just about everyone, even Ciel himself, since he can't remember much of him. Ciel had a happy childhood up to age 5. His father was busy often so he spent most his time with his aunt Angelina and his mother, both whom he loved dearly, and when he wasn't, he'd spend time with his cousin Elizabeth, his twin brother and there dog, Sebastian, often running around in the fields out behind there manor.
Ciel was the opposite of his brother. His brother was outgoing, cheerful and kind to strangers, where as Ciel was frail, easily weak and shy until you got to know him. But, he loved his brother regardless of that. His brother and himself were inseparable and both equally loved by there parents.
It wasn't until he was 5 that it had changed. He had awoke late at night to the smell of smoke in the air and his twin brother desperately trying to shake him awake, and that's when his perfect life began to take a turn. Ciel still to this day doesn't remember much of that day, all he remembers is seeing his parents and dog getting burnt alive before himself and his brother were knocked unconscious and taken away.
His brother and him were kept as tortured slaves to some cultists. What they had against his family, he still doesn't know to this day. They were whipped, beaten into submission until they found no more use for, at least one of them. That's something Ciel remembers clearly. He remembers his brother being taken from his cell, taken out of his arms and forced onto an alter where they stabbed him repeatedly and tore him open until there was nothing left to tear. He remembers his distant screams and cries for help, and all Ciel could do was sit there, crying and watching, like the helpless kid he was. Ciel wanted to die that day too. No. He wanted these people to pay for what they did to his family. To his brother.
They kept on the torturous treatment to Ciel, branding him with a cultist mark on his back and finally trying to end his suffering when he was 12. They would of succeeded too, if Ciel hadn't called upon a demon. A powerful demon who then stepped forth, killed the cultists and took Ciel back to his home on the surface, agreeing to stay with him as his butler until he gained the revenge he seeked.
https://secure.static.tumblr.com/afa0...I'm Arrogant, I'll admit that. But not so much that I'd save a life that is so badly damaged just so I have the pleasure of bragging about it.
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Personality ➤ As the Earl of the Phantomhive house and a distinguished nobleman, Ciel is very strict, proud, and accustomed to a luxurious lifestyle. He has his butler do most of the work for him. Be as high as having him kill someone for him, or as low as bathing and dressing him. So in a sense, Ciel won't kill someone unless he feels his life is truly in danger, or if his butler isn't near him to do so for him. He also refuses to stay in a poor environment for long periods of time. Ciel is stern with his orders, especially in the assertion of his authority, because he expects his butler, Sebastian Michaelis, to complete them without any shortcomings. Ciel often finds it entertaining to challenge Sebastian in areas of both strength and skill. He and Sebastian frequently work together, and only the latter seems to be fully aware of Ciel's schemes. Furthermore, Ciel has a relatively cold outlook on life. His main goal is for those who have betrayed the Phantomhive family to experience the same level of humiliation and suffering he did, and will do anything to achieve that revenge. During his time as a slave to cultists who tortured him cruelly, he was branded with a mark he absolutely does not want other people to see. The symbol was burned into his skin located on the back middle torso.
Ciel possesses unwavering determination — instead of falling into hopelessness, Ciel chooses to die without regrets by working hard to fulfill his revenge, despite many people's insistence that he should live a happier life. He often compares predicaments to games such as chess, and is willing to gamble with his life on the line to win them.
As the executive chairman of the Funtom Corporation, Ciel possesses business acumen and impressive keenness in management affairs. Cunning and artful, he successfully administers sister Funtom Corporation simultaneously.
As the King's Watchdog, Ciel demonstrates great loyalty to the Fem King of Ice and aims to accomplish all tasks he assigns to him. He is undaunted by dense mysteries and macabre cases, and confident that he will be able to solve them all. He is readily prepared to resort to dishonest measures such as bribery, as long as he can gather more information and finish his job swiftly and efficiently — though, he claims it is simply flexibility on his part. As his duty sometimes obliges him to disguise himself, he is quite a versed actor; unscrupulous, he has no qualms about lying. He is merciless with his enemies, and does not hesitate to command Sebastian to eradicate anyone who stands in his way or he feels is somehow a threat.
Ciel displays signs of post-traumatic stress disorder because of the abuse he went through, as a slave in a perverse cult. He occasionally has flashbacks of the traumatic event, and when he does, he will become completely unaware of his surroundings. Due to his horrific past, Ciel seldom smiles. Ciel does, however, show genuine concern for the wellbeing of those close to him, whomever they might be.
Although he usually presents himself as a solemn and mature person, Ciel can be rather childish at times. He is exceedingly competitive, a trait which he acknowledges himself. He is unsatisfied with draws, and refuses to quit until a victor is declared. Despite his weak physical condition, Ciel is competent with shooting. He always carries a gun in order to defend himself and has one under his pillow when he sleeps.
Ciel is very fond of any sort of sweets and is allergic to cats. That being said, he also used to have asthma when he was a child. He has long gotten over it, but he must still be careful so he will not relapse back into it.
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/...Only two kinds of people exist in this world; those who steal and those who are stolen from. So then today, I just stole your future. That's all.
↳[Abilities]: N/A
[Main Traits]
❖Prideful
❖Arrogant
❖Childish
❖Intelligent
❖Deceiving
↳Likes:
⟹Sweets
⟹Dogs
⟹Games
⟹Winning
⟹His butler (Won't admit it though)
⟹Earl Grey Tea
↳Dislikes:
⟹Cats
⟹Losing
⟹His butler not having enough trouble daily (He tries to cause him as much trouble as he can, as subtle as he can)
⟹Bathing/Dressing himself
⟹Going a day without sweets
⟹Dresses
⟹Displeasing his Queen
⟹Being alone
⟹Fighting for himself
Talents/Strengths:
⟹Great at acting
⟹Great at using guns
⟹Cross-dressing??
Weaknesses:
⟹Being alone
⟹Cats (Being he's allergic to them)
⟹Cold weather
⟹Blood (The sight or smell of it causes him to vomit)
https://66.media.tumblr.com/485c4d241...╬❝If you stick to a lie, it will eventually become the truth.❞╬
Relationships➛
⤿Family:
↳Mother, Rachel (view spoiler)
↳Father, Vincent (view spoiler)
↳Twin Brother (Name is unknown) (view spoiler)
Theme Song➛:
♛
http://38.media.tumblr.com/dafeabbbb2...After all, Justice in this world is just a bunch of principles made by those with power to suit themselves.
▽ ＤＩＳＰＯＳＩＴＩＯＮ
「01.」 Enenra
━━━ stripper
▾ ⋮ employed at strip club
▾ ⋮ side work as prostitute
▾ ⋮ power lvl :6
▾ ⋮ wealth : peasant
「02.」Eighteen
━━━ born i/i
▾ ⋮ morely
「03.」Male
━━━ cis gender
▾ ⋮ grayromantic bisexual
▾ ⋮ no romantic attachment
▾ ⋮ no current attraction
Wylie has always had more than a few bad habits, but sometimes he finds himself beaten black and blue and he isn't too displeased with it. Sure, it hurts, but not as much as someone might think. It's a dangerous thing to think in the profession he has, when he can be abused so easily. That, and bruises don't look good on most strippers. This is probably the only stable thing anyone knows about him. Wylie changes personality traits like he changes clothes, fitting the occasion and people around him. His default seems to be the super cheerful guy that's all smiles and laughter. People can't seem to get enough of that. But they'd never really know about who he really is beneath it all; he doubts he knows anymore, either.
But he's dependent on others to figure that out, dependent on them for anything. His perceived independence at a young age was a lie. He banked his ideals on it, and then they let him down. As such, he's too easily influenced to truly be able to do things on his own. What with his addictions, things are just that much more complex. When he's desperate enough, he becomes a danger to himself and others and that does no one any good. So there has to be someone watching him at all times to keep him in check, or the consequences could be dire.
What a lot of people don't realize, though, is that Wylie is smart. Not in the way people expect. It's the kind of intelligence that people look for, though. They just don't know it, either. In fact, his emotional intelligence is probably what makes him succeed in either of his jobs. He preys on those that are emotionally weak or unstable and presents himself as this anchor for them to cling to. He becomes their strength, their everything. But despite knowing how to do this for others, he can't even do it for himself. His emotions are complicated and terrifying things that he tries not to address. He just lets them lie dormant under a smile until he's full to bursting.a d o r e s ⋮⋮ attention ; being adored ; being spoiled ; flirting ; dancingP O W E R S
a b h o r s ⋮⋮ solitude ; being forgotten ; abandonment ; sobriety
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Wylie is what people would call an adorable little shit. Well, adorable and seductive in his own way. With silky blonde hair and bright blue eyes, people tend to think that he's pretty damn dreamy. He might not be a fan of this description outright, but he knows this what people say about him. As an enenra, it's only expected that he would be seen as a sex object. His skin is smooth and somewhat tanned, though he could border a bit on the pale side on some days. If it weren't for his eyes, most people would be staring at his lips. He's heard them being called lush flower petals, curved in a tantalizing way. His hair, a golden blonde, wisps down over the nape of his neck and is long enough to be pulled into a low ponytail. This hides his two nape piercings, often only in view if he puts up the back of his hair with a pin. Most would remark on his small stature, lithe and somewhat toned from his time as a dancer. He stands at roughly five foot four, leaving him of a slightly below average height. The perfect cuddle size, as some of his customers would say to him. Aside from the nape piercings, Wylie has also been known to sport six different ear piercings. He doesn't always wear them, though. His voice can easily be described as almost prepubescent. It's raspy and cracks sometimes, but that has a lot more to do with his narcotic and nicotine abuse. At a high tenor, if he's not careful, some people think that he might be a girl.
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Wylie doesn't have any sort of style. He molds himself to the way he's needed to be, and thus as never really had a preference to anything. Though, since most of his clients like him in oversized clothes, he tends to wear things a few sizes too big. Some have also asked him to wear piercings other than the ones he's already had. It tends to carry over to his other clients, as well, so there will be days when he has a few fake piercings.hygrokinesis [ ✩✩✩✩ ] · · · user has the ability to control, generate, and shape mist/vapor. this can also be applied to slight density manipulation, allowing the user to make constructs out of vapor, and in rare cases, fly.S K I L L S
typhokinesis [ ✩✩✩ ] · · · user has the ability to control, generate, and shape smoke. this can also enable tem to suffocate targets and cause hallucinations through the deoxygenization of the surrounding areas. this also enables the user to cause brain damage via oxygen depravation via smoke inhalation.
tychokinesis [ ✩ ] · · · user has the ability to manipulate luck/chance. with very little control, they can cause both disasters and great events of good fortune.dancing · · · Wylie is a dancer, after all. he would be out of a job he couldn't do at least that. but then, there would always be the second job for him to fall back on.W E A P O N S
seduction · · · as an enenra, this comes as second nature to him. it's just a whole lot more useful when he needs to find new clients. he's working as a free-agent, after all.it would probably be a good idea for Wylie to get some sort of weapon, but he's never seen much point in it.▽ ＢＡＣＫＳＴＯＲＹ
It was just how things were. From the moment of Wylie's birth, he was precious. Precious eyes, precious laughter. But he'd be a whole other kind of precious as he grew older. He'd always known about the things his mother did and why his father was never around. He knew they loved him, knew they loved each other, but promiscuity was just how they were meant to be. When his mother brought home different lovers and customers, he never questioned it for long. Maybe a part of him knew deep down that this what their life was.
By the time he was six, though, these clients started to take a different sort of interest in him. You're not supposed to look at a child with the look they used on him. He knew that much at least. They ask him to sit on their lap and have a nice chat with him most of the time, seemingly sure of their own deviation. His mother kept them in check if they went further than that, watching them choke in a cloud of smoke before they ran off. Most wouldn't come back after that and his mother Andromeda would have to go further from home to find new clients. But word spread quickly of the boy so beautiful he made you do things you'd regret. The adults would do anything for him, and against the wishes of his mother, he made sure they did.
At only eight years old, he had grown men and women eating from the palm of his hands. Wylie made sure they took good care of his mother, too, providing her with whatever she needed while he went to work. But their worshiping of him changed as he continued to get older. The soft baby cheeks made way to the beginnings of puberty, and the restraint of is most devout was tested. Until one day, they couldn't control themselves anymore. When he returned home after the ordeal, his mother didn't say a word. She merely comforted him as best she could and told him that he'd get used to it after a couple times. He didn't like hearing that.
So he ran off. He pocketed his earnings and left the Morely district. It no longer was the place for him, he'd decided. Wylie, though, had somewhat hoped his mother or father would come running after him, begging him to come back. They never did. He was only ten and they were willing to let him just go. ( He'd never know this, but his father did come looking for him. Just in all the wrong places. The hope for their son to be better than them, at least marginally, had clouded his judgment in where he might have been able to find Wylie. ) So while his parents were frantic, he thought that he'd been abandoned. This only seemed to spur on his reckless behavior, and eventually he came to learn that being what he was left him with only so many options.
By the time he was twelve, he'd grown accustomed to selling himself. Once or twice he'd narrowly avoided being enslaved, but his lifestyle didn't really feel any different. It was around this time that an older Enenra introduced him to drugs and the intoxicating effect of his own smoke. Once it had begun, he was hooked and there was no turning back. His addiction lead his life more than the actual need to survive, corroding his thoughts in a gray numbness. His job and his place to stay were lost to him once, until he found himself at the bottom of the gutter.
At sixteen, high and desperate, he was taken into work as a dancer for a strip club. Maybe it was his good looks or the idea of good fortune, but someone took pity on him. No longer would he earn all his money getting on his knees. He still does, but not so much as before. And it tends to pay a whole lot better. Not that Wylie actually cares. Not long ago, however, he met his roommates, Finn and Jake. He wasn't used to living with others for some time, but they worked it out. Now he avoids bringing customers home and taking clients when the others aren't going to be around for a while.▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ Ｉ
▻ mother - Andromeda Letts - unknown
▻ father - Malvern Letts - unknown
▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ ＩＩ
▻ roommates/friends - Finn Flannagan ( kt ) ; Jake Flannagan ( kiks )
▻ friend - Nygard Olen
▻ infatuation -
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Knowledge is power. Why do I need to fight with my fists if I know how to fight with my mind?
࿅ ❀ || S e r a p h i n a ~ G a l a x y ~ S a c c h r i a n o || ❀ ࿅
Nickname
Sera
࿅ ❀ || S o c i a l || ❀ ࿅
Species
Jibril
Rank
Court Scholar-In-Training (but not as high as royals)
Wealth
8 (was born pretty high up)
Combat Power
5 (mostly relies on her brainpower to get her out of situations that might involve physical power)
࿅ ❀ || A g e || ❀ ࿅
Birthday
December 3
Zodiac
Sagittarius
࿅ ❀ || G e n d e r R e l a t e d || ❀ ࿅
Gender
Female
Relationship Status
Single
Sexuality
Straight
࿅ ❀ || A p p e a r a n c e || ❀ ࿅
Wings
(view spoiler)
Human
࿅ ❀ || D e t a i l s || ❀ ࿅
Hair Color
Gradient (purple-blue at tips)
Hair Style
Shoulder-length (will occasionally clip it up but mostly lets it flow)
Eye Color
Green
Wing Color
Mosaic (Pale turquoise/Blue/indigo/violet)
Scent
She usually wears a floral wreath so she usually has floral scents around her
Figure
Slim and graceful
Marks/Scars
None
Other
࿅ ❀ || F a s h i o n S t y l e || ❀ ࿅
Traditionally wears the outfit she is wearing in the picture, but occasionally swaps out her sandals for gold Cleopatra-style ones. Sera will also wear a floral wreath made up of flowers matching her overall color scheme. She will use her magic to disguise her wings and outfit if she needs to around yokai or humans, but she always leaves her floral wreath untouched by illusion. It's like her trademark accessory.
࿅ ❀ || H i s t o r y || ❀ ࿅
Seraphina was born to a pair of jibril, which is rare considering that there aren't that many male jibril. Her mother was special, but she caught a disease that was very contagious while searching for information in the human world. Nevertheless, she refused to stay with her family and sought even more information. She became weak, and was captured by the humans. She was executed for being a jibril soon after.
Seraphina and her father became even closer because of her mother's death. She was often mocked for her close attachment to her father, and her friends often tried to convince her to fly away and seek more knowledge. She had read all of the books at her house by now, and hungered for more. Her father warned her against going into the human world, but she felt that she had read enough on humans, and set off to find more wisdom.
She explored vast ruins forgotten to man, islands in the ocean, and libraries that were burnt down a while later. She became besotted with the amount of knowledge, and took a risk. Seraphina ventured deep within a well-known human city to visit a famous library.
She had not perfected her disguise at this time, so in the middle of reading her wings reappeared. A couple of humans called the trappers, and they captured her and brought her back to their base. There, her wings were turned into the mosaic appearance they are now by an evil practicer of magic. They are significantly heavier and sharper than they used to be but still retain the ability to fly.
She used her wings to slice through the bars and ran all the way back to her realm, her wings dragging in the dirt and streets the entire way. She was grounded, both literally and by her father, for three years. Seraphina finally regained control of her wings, and now scours the realms CAREFULLY, with a controlled disguise.
What is the point of living life to the fullest if I can't go out and experience the "fullest" of life?
࿅ ❀ || P e r s o n a l i t y || ❀ ࿅
General
❖ Seraphina is young for a jibril, and is easily taken advantage of. Her wisdom and logical sense is curbed by her 'teenage' rebellious streak, and she can be impulsive at times. Often, in situations in which her loved ones are in danger, she will act with her heart, not her head, and has been chastised many times for this. Her emotions often carry her away.
❖ Seraphina is caring and loving to those she trusts. She has learned (from her father) to touch a person before trusting them. She can detect the good from evil, but often, even her senses are blinded by various things. She has been tricked before, and it has never ended well.
❖ She has a talent for disguises. The first thing she read about were humans, so that she could mimic their movements, gestures, words, and culture. She can pass as a human no problem, but with a trained and skilled eye, one can detect differences about her. She walks with a slight "airy" aura, and she often accidentally bounces higher than normal. She always wears her floral wreath, and she often performs small miracles to delight those around her. If she gets too angry or excited, she will develop a faint shimmer around her shoulder blades.
❖ Seraphina is a hard worker and is very determined. She often goes into this 'focus' mode that lets her block out all sounds and 'distractions' in the setting around her. This often drives her father (and others who are trying to talk to her) crazy, but it's where she gets her best ideas. She can sift through information faster than other jibril, and has trained her brain to store away information later so she can examine it closer.
Likes
~ Playing piano
~ Going into abandoned ruins and discovering stuff
~ Reading vast amounts of knowledge
~ Surfing the internet for more knowledge
Dislikes
~ Loud noises
~ Destruction of knowledge (ex burning books)
~ Destruction of ancient sites / ruins
Talents/Strengths
~ Illusionary magic
~ Disguises (ex passing as a human)
~ Distinguishing the good from the evil (most of the time...)
~ Sifting through piles of information (whether in someone's head, dreams, books, movies, etc.)
Weaknesses
~ Always wears her floral wreath (can be used to distinguish her from other humans)
~ Naive
~ Impulsive and often acts without thinking
࿅ ❀ || R e l a t i o n s h i p s || ❀ ࿅
Family
Mother
❝My mother meant everything to me. But she left.❞
Father
❝My father was my first hero. And he stayed.❞
࿅ ❀ || T h e m e S o n g || ❀ ࿅
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▸ ᴅ ᴇ ᴍ ᴏ ɴ ▸ ᴀ ɢ ᴇ ;; ( ɴ/ᴀ ) ◂ ▸ ᴘ ᴏ ᴡ ᴇ ʀ ;; ( 10 ) ◂
┌ ┐ I change my shape
O N E H E L L O F A B U T L E R just to hide in this place
└ ┘ but im still an animal
( i. ) ▬ M A L E
⇁ pansexual ;; panromantic
⇁ currently infatuated ;; ciel phantomhive
⇁ many previous relations
( ii. ) ▬ S A G G I T A R I U S
⇁ december 5
⇁ unknown birthplace
⇁ butler for the king's guard dog
( iii. ) ▬ D E M O N
⇁ power level ;; 10
⇁ among demons ;; highly respected
⇁ reputation ;; yokai dislike him overall
⇁ current rank ;; high ranking nobility (yokai world)
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‘‘ in my eyes i see the eyes of somebody who could be strong, tell me if im wrong
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▌│█║▌║▌║ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ▌│█║▌║▌
↳While he doesn't particularly enjoy sharing his past with others, even those closest to him, he underwent some very tragic events growing up. At a young age, he was outcast by society due to both of his parents dying in a brutal accident caused by a yokai. For some time he absolutely despised yokai, and during the war, he even spent a lot of his time fighting back against the yokai. It was his strength, his cleverness, that ultimately landed him in a lab being tested on. They'd captured him easily. He was human afterall, and without a clear divide between yokai and human territory, it wasn't very hard to snatch up a lone man on the trails. He was only about twenty three at the time, five hundred years ago under a boiling hot sun doing work on a farm, harvesting rice from the fields of Kuro. He was their target intially. They liked the way he played with their yokai, they liked the thought of what he might become. They stabbed him at an altar below a decaying tree and they injected him with the blood of different yokai.
It was a potent syrum, yokai blood. Some used it for potions, some used it as offerings to the gods. But no one ever dared use it as a way of reviving the dead. But unfortunately, the people of that time didn't quite realize the potential consequences of their actions. Sebastian did revive. But when he did he was not human. The first demon, the last one to be injected with such a high amount. The last one to be drained before the injections, to have his entire body filled with the wicked elixir. He was a being of unimaginable power. Albeit a being that couldn't quite control his own powers and had no idea what to do in the world, but a man who also conveniently had all of the time needed, and so much more.
But as time went on, and Sebastian grew stronger, he began to realize how hungry he was. It was insatiable. Not just a slight sting at the pit of his stomach, but an insatiable yearning to be whole again. A craving of sorts, as if he were a drug addict experiencing withdraws. So he did what he needed to do, something primal, instinctual. He killed a human and devoured their soul. But not before putting up quite a fight against two newbie reapers. From then on he'd realized what he needed to do. Humans were tasty, and he'd blindly sample each and every soul he could come across. Little did he realize that this method would soon become painfully unsatisfying. It wasn't until just recently that he decided to take a completely different route. He decided to start a contract with a boy aged thirteen. A boy who's soul was scorned with hatred, defilement, and a special little taste for revenge. A soul that Sebastian knew would be worth the wait.
(IV. ) ▬ CATS
⇁ distastes ;; shinigami, annoying people, salt, threats to his master's soul
⇁ reveres ;; killing, cats, his master, eating souls
⇁ past relations ;; unknoen
⇁ all family whereabouts unknown
⇁ current whereabouts unknown
⇁ considered a threat to all shinigami
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‘‘ and now im pulling your disguise up, so tell me, are you freed or are you tied up?
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▌│█║▌║▌║ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ▌│█║▌║▌↳ Sebastian is a dutiful and dedicated butler to Ciel Phantomhive. He follows each order faithfully, while always ensuring that the Phantomhive establishment runs smoothly. As such, he is noticeably annoyed whenever they end up behind schedule. The way he responds to Ciel's demands is quite notable.At times, Sebastian can seem as if he doesn't actually care about Ciel's wellbeing, as he frequently teases him and has put his life in mild danger for his own amusement. Sometimes he refers to Ciel as a brat even, and only really despises when he's kidnapped by others because it's a slight inconvenience. Despite all of this, instinctively, he is protective over Ciel, and treats him with the utmost respect, following each and every command to the t, as to keep his master happy and satisfied.
Some might even say that Ciel is really just a pig being prepped for slaughter and they wouldn't be wrong. Sebastian has no intention of being friendly with Ciel after their contract ends. Quite the contrary, as Sebastian Michaelis is a starving demon that has been quite frankly, very hungry for a very long time. No, he is quite excited to sink his teeth into that soul of Ciel's. Regardless of whether or not the feeling is temporary, he is most certain that devouring Ciel whole would be absolute bliss.
He is the literal embodiment of the term wolf in sheep's clothing, vile, manipulative, seducing his victims with sweet words and empty promises. A demon knows how to work a human like a puppet on a string. And unfortunately, the shinigami assigned to young Ciel just weren't quick enough to stop him from being tempted by the beast that stalks the night.
(V. ) ▬ APPEARANCE
⇁ human ;; Sebastian takes on the appearance of a tall, handsome adult with black hair, red eyes, and pale skin. He typically dresses in a butler outfit because he belongs to Phantomhive Household. He has the Phantomhive crest on his shirt cuffs and tie. The Phantomhive crest, is traditionally worn by the house's head butler. Sebastian. He also has black fingernails. The back of his left hand contains the mark of his faustian contract with Ciel Phantomhive that he keeps hidden under his white gloves.
⇁ demon ;; Details of Sebastian's demonic form include high-heeled stiletto boots, sharp claws, glowing fuchsia irises, slit pupils, and longer, sharper teeth, with dark wings. Though his full form has yet to be revealed, he tries to avoid using it at the best of times. It's often rather chilling to most.
⇁ eyes ;; a vivid shade of red
⇁ build ;; quite masculine, nicely muscled
⇁ scent ;; ashes at some points, vanilla at others
⇁ voice ;; boop here's his voice this is sexy
ɪ ɴ s ᴘ ɪ ʀ ᴀ ᴛ ɪ ᴏ ɴ ─── ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟ ;; ᴍɪɪᴋᴇ sɴᴏᴡ
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Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Michio [ Right path to life; Strength]
↳[middle name]: Koizume [Little spring]
↳[last name]: Maki [Genuine growth; black pine ]
↳[nicknames]: Michie, Mitch, Michin [Path]
Society➛ Eldross Plains, Ice Kingdom
↳[species]: Human; Light Bearer
↳[abilities]:
⤿Healing
⤿As all light bearers, he can create spheres of light and energy. Moreover, if necessary, he is able to become light, and it also allows him to travel at the speeds of light. He's able to create flames as well.
↳[special abilities]:
⤿Visual Prowess: In accordance with being able to move at speeds of light, it is similar to teleportation. His eyes change color when he uses it, a bright gold color, and it enables him to summon as well as move objects or living things, including mental states. He is able to, for example, move someone's attention to a thought he has instilled, making it similar to an illusion or dream.
⤿Perception: He is able to change the waves of thoughts and hearts of people, and through such, change people. (Further is explained in his personality)
↳[rank]: Middle Class
↳[level of wealth]: 5
↳[level of power]: 8/10 (view spoiler)
Age➛ 15
⤿birthdate: April 15
⤿zodiac sign: Aries
⤿symbol: Pegasus
Gender➛ Male
↳Guardian: Open
↳Sexual Orientation: Asexual/Demisexual
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for: N/A
Physical Apparition ➤
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t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair: Purple
↳Eyes: Light Violet
↳Scent: Flowers
↳Body Type: Michio is considerably short as well as small. He is rather thin and light weight, and doesn't appear to be muscular.
↳Miscellaneous: None
Dressing Style➛
(view spoiler)
History ➤
Michio was born an only child in the Eldross plains, specifically the Ice Kingdom, to kind parents. He also had a caretaker living with them who cared for him in his parent's absence. His parents raised him in such a way that he was taught to treat others well and with generosity. In his first few years, as he was growing up, his parents would often take him outside their home with them on trips and such. However, this stopped when they noticed that accidents frequently occurred when they went out together. They began keeping him at home, so he only spoke to his parents really, which is possibly the reason he has difficulty integrating into society presently. Additionally, because he did not speak with others, he wasn't sure of how to deal with situations. Correspondingly, when the family decided to enroll him in school and see how it turned out, they were involved in a terrible fire on the way, which was a result of Michio suddenly being pressured by all the students around him. They passed away shortly after, and Michio was put in the possession of his caretaker, whom was in truth the guardian assigned to protect him and look after him. He later learned of this fact when he created small orbs of energy while passing through a forest, and afterwards informed his guardian, who explained to him that he was a light bearer. Michio picked up on his abilities and capabilities surprisingly quickly, being able to control them reasonably well.
Personality ➤
Michio appears to have a stoic outwards personality, he can endure pain or hardship without displaying much emotion, however if you get to know him, his personality differs greatly. He's intelligient, thoughtful and kind, as well as caring, and treats everyone best he can. He normally always wears a glazed or absent expression on his face, but he also smiles frequently, for instance when he talks. His voice is rather monotounos as well. Surprisingly he's very insightful, due to his nature and ability, being able to accurately understand and pick up on people's emotions and small changes. He is considerate as well, as he tries his best to comfort any person in need, whether or not he knows them, and them methods he uses can vary depending on his understand of them. In these ways, he's fairly easy to approach, but similarily he's quiet and doesn't speak much.
Since he had spent majority of his life indoors at home, Michio doesn't know much about the outside world, so he oftentimes isn't aware of how to do many things. He's similar to a child in a sense, becoming very curious over things he hadn't known, and getting upset over simple things, granted he doesn't show it. He's genuinely innocent and sweet, paying no mind to negativity, usually either ignoring it or walking away silently. He has trouble looking after himself, and therefore is dependant on his guardian and friends. There are few rare times when Michie can be in a good mood. At those times, he'll act like a small child and make a lot of mistakes or make someone feel better, he's pretty heartwarming and lovable then. He can be humourous at times, and a bit weird, always causing trouble and does things without explaining himself afterwards.
Michio doesn't really know how to interact with people, so he never smiles or talks very much. He has low self confidence and blames many occurrences on himself. He generally respects and trusts everyone no matter how they treat him, and furthermore doesn't hate anyone. He's calm, collective, and although he will never really mean it, he can be cruel in his words at times. He's also extremely stubborn. Once he has made up his mind about something, it's difficult to make him change his mind without a practical reason. For instance, a young man he's befriended, Takuro Takei. Takuro can be hard to find. Therefore, Michio at times will deliberately place himself in danger, knowing this would cause him to come, for the sake of seeing and talking to him again.
When he does get talkative, he's understanding, kind, and seems to know exactly what to say. He only really has good to say, so when he bothers to talk, his words occassionally have some meaning behind them.
Lastly, due to his how he's been raised and constantly watching others, Michie's developed a really observatory eye, and can understand people well, even surprising some. That is his ability, to understand others and see through them and their masks, and say or do what he believes would be right, perhaps changing them in the process.
[Main Traits]
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↳Sweet
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↳Innocent
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↳Stoic
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↳Understanding
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↳Intelligent
↳Likes:
⟹Chocolate, sweets, his guardian, friends, writing, drawing, balancing, doing nothing productive
↳Dislikes:
⟹Anything that requires movement, napping, sports, boredom, most fruits and vegetables, cold water
Talents/Strengths:
⟹Agility, speed, healing, cheering people up, understanding and changing, strategies, getting in and out of trouble
Weaknesses:
⟹Control of his visual prowess, loss, people hurt or injured, socially awkward, curious, has trouble looking after himself, kind
Relationships➛
⤿Family:
↳[His mother was nice and outgoing, a person who was easy to interact with. She was very caring and nurturing. ] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♡♡♡♡♡
↳[His father was generally talkative, and enjoyed talking to Michio. He looked after him and kept a close eye on him when his mother did not. ] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♡♡♡♡♡
Theme Song➛:
♛ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ba8TU...
Personality ➤ Nix is known to be a bit manipulative, decieving and Abusive. Not to mention he's a total dick. He knows just the right things to say to make people fall for him then once he gets what he wants, he tosses people away as if they were nothing but objects to him. Nix doesn't believe in love, due to never feeling it before in his life, so when people fall for him, it's not likely he'll like them back. There's only been few people he has taken an interest in, and even when he does, he's still a dick to them. He loves toying with people's emotions. He loves to see how happy and excited he can make them, just so that when he breaks them down, he can see the glassy look in their eyes as they try not to cry.
Like I said, there's few people Nix takes 'Interest' in, but that doesn't mean he loves them. Because he's never loved someone before. He thinks he's incapable of loving people, and if he starts loving them, he'll grow distant.
His seductiveness and irresistableness come in handy most when he requires info out of someone. He tends to go for men, but if he needs info, he'll go for women too. But truth be told, he absolutely hates women and will find more enjoyment in the company of a man.
That being said, Nix can be top or bottom whether with males or females, it just depends on what the person he's with prefers. If he's doing it for info, he's usually on top 90% of the time.
He's blood thirsty and as mentioned above, abusive. If someone chooses to stay with him, which it's rare that they do, he often refures to them as his 'pet'(s) and will use them as he sees fit. Usually as more.. Physical slaves, but sometimes will have them do other stuff. He doesn't keep many slaves for long and those he actually has an attachment to, he'll get rather agressive and jealous if anyone tries to take them away from him.
↳[Abilities]:
*Darkness Manipulation (view spoiler)[ User can control darkness and transform into shadows to move about at their free will (hide spoiler)]
*Umbrakinetic Combat (view spoiler)[ The user can fuse manipulation of darkness with physical combat to create a devastating form of martial arts. They can use both direct and indirect attacks, utilizing every patch of darkness or shadow available or create tools and weapons as needed. (hide spoiler)]
*Darkness Wave Emission (view spoiler)[ User can release waves, spirals, rings, pulse, blasts, balls, and bursts of darkness/shadow and use them to damage, push, bind and/or paralyze people. They are able to send energy through any form of matter creating ruptures, and create a pulse energy that can go through anything, and depending on what the user want it can either be harmful or harmless. (hide spoiler)]
[Main Traits]
❖Seductive
❖Irresistable
❖Decieving
❖Manipulative
❖Jealous
❖Abusive
❖Blood Thirsty
↳Likes:
⟹Cats (Has a weak spot for them)
⟹Children
⟹Blood
⟹Violence
⟹Manipulating people
⟹The color Blood Red
⟹Helping others (He is a doctor, after all. He's not a dick to everyone)
⟹Sharp objects
⟹Isolation
⟹Darkness
↳Dislikes:
⟹Loud, crowded areas
⟹Light (Mostly when it's shined in his eyes)
⟹People catching on to what he does and getting in his way
⟹Women (Though he'll sometimes go for them if he's desperate or needs information)
⟹Showing any sort of weakness
⟹Peaceful surroundings
⟹The color white (That being said, he absolutely despises the Ice District)
Talents/Strengths:
⟹His seductive nature
⟹His determination
⟹Has a sort of calming aura around him which makes mostly everyone comfortable to have him around
⟹Manipulation
Weaknesses:
⟹Light (mostly when it's shined in his eyes)
⟹Showing emotions (Mainly love, or crying)
⟹Cats
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Relationships➛
⤿Family:
↳[describe character's mother here] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♡♡♡♡♡
❝[insert quote about mother]❞
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↳[describe character's father here] Love:♥♥♥♥♥♡♡♡♡♡
❝[insert quote about father]❞
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Theme Song➛:
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