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「01.」 Human
━━━ Independent Contractor
▾ ⋮ clinetel; anyone who needs him really
▾ ⋮ to be hired by Samuel Mcree
▾ ⋮ power lvl 1
▾ ⋮ wealth 3
「02.」22
━━━ born 4/28
▾ ⋮ Ice Kingdom
「03.」Sex
━━━ Male
▾ ⋮ homosexual
▾ ⋮ single
▾ ⋮ crush; who knows?
Tiratix, or Tex as he prefers his clients to call him most of the time, is a man known for his intelligence. Especially when it comes to anything regarding books. With an eidetic memory, everything he reads is stored in a 'database' in his mind. This makes him very adept at computers when it comes to hacking, tampering, programming and more. He has learned just about everything there is to know from books...or rather he's memorized it and can pull it up at will to use when needed. It's his ability with computers, as well as being able to obtain nearly any information through any means necessary. He's not much of a people person, that much is clear from the way he'll look at you over the rim of his glasses, as if you were a fly he is too preoccupied to swat away. Either that, or he'll look at you like a scientist does a specimen, and you really don't want him to look at you like that as it often means that you're his next target, or you are actually interesting to him, something that has never really boded well, or so the rumors go. In his downtime, he's taken up a few hobbies outside of reading and learning new skills for his clients. He likes to crochet, knit, fold origami and play guitar. He's learned some sleight of hand tricks recently as well that could come in handy for hima d o r e s ⋮⋮ cooking, programming, hacking, reading, building circuits, robotics, guitar, origami, sleight of hand tricks, magic tricks, crochet, knittingP O W E R S
a b h o r s ⋮⋮ simpletons, busy work, boredom, hypocrites, liars, body odor(most of the time and only from not bathing for long periods of time), cologne/perfume(gives him headaches)
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Tiratix has black shoulder length hair with matching black eyes. He's rather tall, standing at six feet even, so he doesn't tower over most in height, though he is tall when compared to his family, who were all shorter than him. He's generally seen as very handsome, though he does not generally pay attention to compliments on his appearance.
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Tiratix is a very simplistic person when it comes to his clothing. Most of the time he just wears a button up shirt and jeans, and only really bothers to dress nice if it's required of him. He's often seen with a pair of glasses perched on his nose, though he wears contacts from time to time, he much prefers glasses as he's not a big fan of putting things in his eyes.N/AS K I L L SEidetic Memory · · · Tiratix is capable of remembering great volumes of information, in greater detail and for much longer than an average human. In his case, he can read any book and recall a vast deal of the details within the book, it also takes him less effort to recall the information than most people. He's able to learn pretty much anything you can read in a book, and thus is proficient at many book taught skills like math, chemistry, programming, hacking, and more. He's also not too bad at remembering conversations for working purposes either, though his retention is not nearly as good as what he recalls in books.W E A P O N S
Disappear · · · Not an actual power, of course, but Tiratix has this inherent ability to 'disappear' or elsewise seem to fade into the background when he wants to. He's actually really good at eavesdropping because of this. He's not actually disappearing, but rather is so good at seeming to be boring, or ordinary, or just fits so well into the background that people normally don't take much notice of him.
AMT AutoMag III · · · generally kept at his waist, he's not particularly proficient, though he's good enough that he'll manage to hit something if he shoots. He doesn't use it particularly often as he's never the type to take on contracts or anything himself, but he has it just in case one of his clients. (view spoiler)▽ ＢＡＣＫＳＴＯＲＹ
Tiratix doesn't have a particularly fancy backstory. He barely even remembers his parents, honestly. Though, considering he wasn't raised by his birth parents that is understandable...well, to be fair, he let himself forget. From a young age, his memory was sharper than most children his age, he learned at a rate that was higher than other students as he only needed to be told or taught once, and he could do it. His parents abandoned him at a young age and he was taken in by a fairly wealthy family, who hired all the best tutors for him so he could learn at his rate rather than the rate of the students around him. This left him a bit more isolated as he spent more time on his studies than interacting with children his age, but he never seemed to care. He spent all of his time on his studies and learning new or useful skills that interested him. For Christmas, he learned to play christmas music on the guitar and performed for his parents and their friends, and knitted them sweaters in their favorite color with complicated designs, as well as crocheted new christmas ornaments to mark their years together. His parents loved it and were so glad they had adopted him. His life was more or less rather ordinary despite this, and when he grew old enough, they helped him get his own place until he was able to pay for it himself. He didn't get anything fancy, just a small apartment in a nearby neighborhood since they were always wanting him over for dinner and whatnot. He spent a year or so trying to find a job that would work for him, keep him interested and not turn mundane, and finally he found it in being hired as a contractor, someone to hack and program, to seek out information and contracts for mercenaries who didn't want to do the work themselves in that regard. It's a good job, he gets out more, he meets lots of new people, and who knows, maybe he'll find....the one. Not that he's looking.▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ Ｉ
▻ mother - Zhivra Shilmo - status unknown (chooses not to look for them)
▻ father - Kocar Shilmo - status unknown (chooses not to look for them)
▻ mother - Cavra Ramek - alive; still visits now and again
▻ father - Mordac Ramek - alive; still visits now and again
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▻ friend - open
▻ infatuation - none atm
▻ client - Samuel Mcree
▻ client - Syden Lana Amador
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The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) wrote: "αrкayy wrote: ".║░ 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」: Est..."
Yea sorry, i kinda just hotkeyed his history and replaced shizen with a species from another rp. Its more so just a term though then an actual goddess, since what it was ripped from they had there own beliefs and such.
And i did, over skype. I can even screenshot your response if necessary.
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「01.」 Species
━━━ Demon
▾ ⋮ power lvl : 10
▾ ⋮ wealth : 7
「02.」Age
━━━ 419
▾ ⋮ January 5
▾ ⋮ place of birth
「03.」Sex
━━━ Male
▾ ⋮ Homosexual
▾ ⋮ Single
▾ ⋮ Nygard
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Finn is all about his reputation. Everything he does has a purpose, a way to help further shape how people think about him. Even if what he says or does is the exact opposite of how he truly feels, he ignores his emotions and does what needs to happen to keep his reputation at where he feels it's safe. Despite having no interest in women, he claims to. He hits on all the girls constantly, because that's what he feels like is the safe normal. Of course he's never pleased when any of the girls actually takes him up on his offer, but he'd never admit that. He's actually incredibly gay, but that is a well kept secret. His instinctive reaction to almost anything negative is anger, but he has to keep that in check. For the most part, he just stays passive and ignores it. He doesn't dare lash out like it's instinctual to, because of what he is. He doesn't actually want to hurt people, it's just a necessity for him to survive. As a demon the only way he can survive is by absorbing souls, and maybe it's selfish for him to want to live, but he's willing to just because he has to.
He goes probably longer than he should without eating, because he doesn't want to hurt people. It ends up with him borderline starving more frequently than he should, and when the people he cares about start to look delicious then he distances himself. He vanishes for a few days, basically binge-eating on nothing but souls for those days. And then he goes back home, and he'll never tell anyone else what happened. He's ashamed of it, and his entire second life he's only been given more reasons to feel that way. Demons are treated as less than second class by yokai, and he's very aware of that. He doesn't like physical contact, since his ice cold skin is a dead giveaway to his demon. The only other thing that really gets to him is being called girly or feminine of any kind. That's when he gets mad and will generally punch whoever called him that, but when he goes back home that night that sticks in his mind, repeating over and over and not helping him feel better about it. Although he acts cocky and just fine, Finn has a certain distaste not only for what he is but what he's allowed it to turn him into.a d o r e s ⋮⋮ smoking, pets, affection, friends, being treated normallyP O W E R S
a b h o r s ⋮⋮ his species, physical contact, yokai, being judged, emotions
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Usually when people see Finn he's leaning against the wall somewhere, most likely with a cigarette in his hand. He has a generally casual air about him, but people also know he's dangerous. He holds himself aloof, away from most people, and will avoids crowds whenever possible. His hair is his favorite thing about himself, straight ginger locks that fall a bit past his shoulders. It's either up in a messy bun or he has his spiked red snapback on, occasionally with having it braided underneath. Most commonly he's in sweatshirts and jeans, his preferred color being red. With smoking as long as he has his voice is a little husky, though he can generally spin it and make it seem just low and sexy. He usually has a smell of smoke around him, and at this point it clings to most of his clothes, no matter how many times it's washed.soul absorption · · · User can absorb souls, while removing them from the source, into their body and use it in various ways, gaining some form of advantage, either by enhancing themselves, gaining the drained power, using it as power source etc., either temporarily or permanently. Finn does this with an almost kiss, like Harry Potter Dementors or in Lost Girl.S K I L L S
fear manipulation · · · User can sense and manipulate the dread, fear, horror and terror, of themselves, people, animals and other creatures, whether by increasing, decreasing, causing or otherwise channeling fear.
pyrokinesis · · · User can create, shape and manipulate fire, the rapid oxidation of a material in the exothermic chemical process of combustion, releasing heat, light, and various reaction products, flame being the visible portion of the fire. Depending on the substances alight, and any impurities outside, the color of the flame and the fire's intensity will be different.ass kickery · · · As his friend Jake likes to call it, Finn is skilled in general ass-kickery. With his species and attitude pissing people of all kinds off, he rather quickly learned to defend himself without his powers.
lying · · · By now, he's excellent at thinking quickly on his feet, able to think of an explanation that seems perfectly reasonable at the time, and by the time people realize it's wrong, he's already gone.
breaking & entering · · · Without any fear of something happening if he's caught, he has no problems picking a lock and walking right into a house, and is surprisingly quiet.
manipulation · · · He always gets exactly what he wants... mostly because he'll threaten to rip out someone's soul if they don't give him what he wants.
cooking · · · A skill that he likes to keep quiet, Finn is surprisingly good at making everything from pancakes to real cakes to rice cakes.
responsibility · · · Secretly, he's actually pretty responsible. He keeps the others safe and doing what they're supposed to, even if he doesn't.
protection · · · With the few people he actually likes, he's actually incredibly protective. Any threat to them and he has no hesitation to do anything necessary to keep them safe.
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In Finn's opinion, he's lived two completely separate lives. One as a human, one as the demon he is now. If he didn't still have Jake around from his first life, he probably wouldn't even remember much about it. His parents loved him, but they were busy people who were rarely home. They sent him gifts and money from their travels all the time, but he grew up mostly alone. He became friends with a kid he ran into a lot, Jake, and eventually Jake basically moved in with him. Finn's parents weren't exactly pleased to come home from a trip and find a street kid asleep on the spare bed, but Finn insisted he stay. After all, they weren't around for it enough to effect them. Eventually they grew attached to Jake too, and both of the kids got gifts and money.
But Finn, without parental guidance, had no sense of normalcy. How was he supposed to know it wasn't normal to harass the yokai hunters, or bad to smoke? He was incredibly reckless, but it was just normal for him. It's only logical that it would end up badly for him. As usual, he was fucking around with the hunters at one of the entrances to the underground, which he'd always been fascinated with. But something changed, and the next thing he knew people were coming out from the underground after him. He wasn't a trained hunter like everyone else there, so he wasn't able to fight the creatures off like the hunters were. So it was him they grabbed and dragged back to the underground.
Understandably he was terrified, but he was quickly sent over to the yokai scientists. Luckily for him they didn't take him specifically to hurt him, that was just an unfortunate side-effect. The goal was to create a soulless Yokai, the perfect killing machine as a weapon in their wars. They needed a plain, blank base to start with and humans were the obvious answer. But they wanted them soulless, and a living human had a soul. That was an issue they had to fix. He was tied up and killed surprisingly ritualistically, ending his first life.
His second life began when they managed to bring him back, combining half a dozen different types of yokai DNA. He's no scientist, he still doesn't know exactly what happened or how they did it. All he knows was that he was the first one they managed to bring back. Of course that meant they wanted to run tests, seeing what their new creation could do. Everything they could think of that he would be run through in a war they threw at him. Being shot at, being stabbed, various physical tests.
But the problem was that nature abhors a vacuum. Without a soul, his body naturally wanted one back to equal everything out. He couldn't control it at first, but everyone he came in physical contact with vanished, and then he'd feel better for a time. The yokai threw various slaves in to keep him running, and he took their souls rather than starve to death. But the testing was taking it's toll, physically and mentally. Luckily for him, Jake wasn't going to give up on him so easily.
Finn was of course exhausted when Jake came for him, and at first was half-convinced that it was a delusion. But of course it wasn't, and Jake managed to start to get him out. But Finn was starving and still didn't have much control at this point, and he ended up lashing out on the way out, killing far more than he ever wanted to. He didn't want to risk hurting Jake, so the instant he was out he left Jake, doing everything he could to hide his tracks.
Judging by how he ended up, maybe he hid them too well. He lived on the streets for a while, but he got too cocky and ended up in the slave trade, which wasn't shocking. He was an unusual species, and an attractive person. He was worth a lot, and traded hands frequently. This wasn't good for him, given his looks and exactly what they wanted him for, but he didn't want to hurt anyone else so he didn't do anything to save himself. He ended up in the hands of a man named Matt, who wasn't quite all there.
With his long hair and slender build, Finn could be seen as somewhat androgynous. He was a pretty person. But Matt was adamant that he was straight, despite being attracted to Finn. So he took it out on Finn. But that didn't solve the problem. Eventually he made Finn wear more and more girly stuff, which of course made him feel better about his attraction and allowed him to act on it, despite Finn's obvious protests.
Despite the fact that Finn gave up, Jake didn't. He kept looking for Finn, and ended up finding him. At first he just used their residual wealth from their parents to try and buy Finn back, but Matt wasn't selling. So Jake took the more direct route, just breaking Finn out yet again. They did everything they could to vanish, getting an apartment and the most normal life they could manage to blend in.
But Finn still was incredibly reluctant to have to take souls, not only just for his reluctance to kill but since he didn't want to hurt Jake. Eventually though the pair were cornered, and Finn was forced to lash out to save them both. It showed that he could control it, and as time went on he grew excellent at controlling it, even willing to accept another roommate, Wylie.▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ Ｉ
▻ mother - name name - Deceased
▻ father - name name - Deceased
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▻ friend - Jake - Kikki
▻ friend - Wylie - Fiend
▻ friend - open
▻ owner (former) - Matt
▻ infatuation - Nygard - Fiend
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In Finn's opinion, he's lived two completely separate lives. One as a human, one as the demon he is now. If he didn't still have Jake around from his first life, he probably wouldn't e..."
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「01.」 Kabura
━━━ drug dealer
▾ ⋮ anyone who asks
▾ ⋮ power lvl : 3
▾ ⋮ wealth : rich
「02.」nineteen
━━━ born
▾ ⋮ place of birth
「03.」Female
━━━ cisgender female
▾ ⋮ pansexual
▾ ⋮ single
▾ ⋮ none
One look at Angel is enough to tell most people a lot about her. Bright colors, fluorescent hair, she's never given a fuck what people think. Unlike most of the others when in the normal world, she didn't have an alter ego, or any kind of secret personality. Everything is out in the open, which is rather helpful for her business. She sells her toxins as a drug, a hallucinogenic. So she's rather rich. She's a hardcore party girl - stay out all night and sleep all day type. Out of all the party girls she's probably one of if not the most popular, thanks to her social attitude despite her abrasive nature. She's really easy to like as she'll accept anyone into her parties, and she throws the best parties.
Full of alcohol and various drugs, they're just huge, incredibly fun traps for anyone with an addictive personality like her. She's drinking almost constantly, or on some kind of drug with a cigarette in one hand a drink in the other. So she's an absolute mess, and one of the worst role models ever. So despite adoring her friends, she does everything she can to keep them safe and clean. She knows she's a mess and can live with that, but she doesn't want them to follow in her footsteps.
Her sexual habits match up with her party ones and the rest of her personality. Where most people are a one night stand, forget their name the next morning type, she's even worse. She's a take them to the back room for fifteen minutes, and probably never learn their name in the first place type.
She just calls almost everyone 'babe,' whether she knows them or not. Actual friends that she sees more often and likes can be upgraded to a casual 'love,' if they're lucky. Luckily she doesn't have an actual relationship for someone to get jealous of her. She's almost never had a real relationship, and she's perfectly fine with that. Her lifestyle is fun, even though she knows it will probably kill her before she's too old. Not suicidal or anything like that, she's just rather... indifferent. She wouldn't step in front of a bus, but wouldn't care if she got hit by one.
With her lack of self-preservation, she's incredibly reckless, which is deadly combined with her competitive nature. She can't turn down a challenge, no matter what it is. Luckily, for most of the more dangerous ones, she's incredibly flexible and surprisingly athletic, which has kept her from falling off a roof more than once on a dare. Her favorite secret skill, however, is her singing. She doesn't have a bad voice, but she can rap like hell. Not a freestyle type, but she can keep up with any song that's played.a d o r e s ⋮⋮ Parties; Sex; Loud music; Rap; Children; DrinkingP O W E R S
a b h o r s ⋮⋮ Silence; Relationships; Rice; Subtlety; Addictive
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Although naturally a light brown, Angel's hair is dyed a fluorescent, lime green and has been as long as anyone can remember. It's shaved along one side, only making the rest of it seem longer. Her eyes are an almost matching color, an intense lime green with the only eye makeup she usually wears being a wing. Her skin is naturally pale, but these sharp comparisons only make it seem paler. She's about average height, standing at 5'6, and a bit skinny for her height. She has a biohazard tattoo on the back of her neck and small gauge ear piercings, a double piercing, along with an industrial bar on one side. Her tongue is pierced, as well as her nose. Although she doesn't have a ton of self confidence she knows she looks good, which is shown by her straight posture and easy laugh. It's only accentuated by her preferred clothes of crop tops or short, form fitting dresses and heels.toxic touch · · · ××The user can generate poison or toxins, or simply use their body as one. With a touch they can use almost any poison or poison effect possible, such as hallucinations, sickness, paralysis, and even death. The user is unaffected by poison used against them and are able to create antitoxins to any poison, provided they have the energy for it.
Angel never had very good habits. Her father Andrew was a drug dealer, and although he was super sweet to Angel, of course his job spilled over and interrupted her life as well. Her mother Leann was a drug addict, which made sense. Still, it wasn't a bad childhood despite all cliches. Neither were ever abusive, maybe a bit absent, but Angel was never hurt in anyway by her parents. She went to school like a normal kid, and even had perks. No one wanted to mess with the daughter of a drug lord.
As she grew up, however, she got smart. She began to find out where her father's little stashes were, and quickly managed to figure out how to use that to her advantage. In addition to using it herself, she began to sell it in high school. She became one of those untouchable cool kids, but this time it was because she had done it herself. Within the high school she built herself a little empire, but she was playing a dangerous game. When she turned 16, she decided like all 16 year olds do, that she was an adult, dammit, and she wanted to be treated like one.
When her parents left for a week, she abruptly decided that she wanted to throw a party. With all the drugs floating around, the mass of people, and the amount of alcohol, one thing led to another. One minute she was dancing with someone, and the next thing she remembers is waking up in the closet, head pounding, and parts of her hurting that shouldn't be. In the days leading from the party, she remembered more and more, and was absolutely horrified that her schoolmate could do that to her. She stopped selling the drugs at school, but she only increased her personal use. Alcohol came into the equation, and she slowly began to spiral downwards.
And then she found out she was pregnant.
Desperately, she dropped out of school, never telling her parents. She grew increasingly worried, and ended up moving out of the house just to avoid having to explain to her parents what happened. She cleaned up her act and carried her child to term, naming her Serenity. But somehow, her attacker had found about about her baby and was terrified. After all, the child was proof of what he had done. Angel didn't expect anyone to try and hurt a baby, so she wasn't worried about leaving Serenity in her crib all night. After all, she was just on the other side of the wall. Nothing could happen, right?
After two weeks, she woke up and went to go see Serenity only to be greeted by every parent's worst nightmare. Blood covered the crib, and her poor baby was dead.
Angel knew exactly who had done it, but she was more destroyed than angry. All the work she'd done when she was pregnant unraveled and she was pushed over the edge. After all, she was only 16. Mosts adults hadn't gone through what she had. She was completely shattered, and she chose to try and forget everything, turning to drinking and drugs.
On her 17th birthday, someone approached her. He explained her ability to her and told her exactly what she was, and pointed someone out to her. Angel was, as usual, mostly smashed and in the middle of a party, but it couldn't hurt to try, right? Besides, the worst that would happen was that she would be killed. So she followed her attacked out of the club and touched his shoulder, which was all it took. He died rather slowly, and she couldn't have been more thrilled.
But her child was still dead, and she still wasn't happy. As time went on, she gradually learned to cope. If 'cope' meant go to a party every night, and get people to pay her to give them hallucinations. She was a walking drug lab, and she took full advantage of that to repeat her empire.
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▻ mother - leann andrews - status
▻ father - andrew blackson - status
▻ child - Serenity Lyn - deceased
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▻ friend - open
▻ infatuation - open
Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Tetsu [Strong one]
↳[middle name]: Valne [Derived from Valentina, Strong]
↳[last name]: Valterra [Strong Earth]
Society➛
↳[species]:Gozu
↳[rank]: Lower Class
↳[level of wealth]: 5
↳[level of power]:8
Age➛20
⤿birthdate: December 27
⤿zodiac sign: Capricorn
Gender➛ Female
↳Sexual Orientation: Straight
↳Relationship Status: Closed
↳Feelings for: Amadeus
Physical Apparition ➤
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↳Hair Blond
↳Eyes Blue
↳Scent Fresh Grass
↳Body Type Curvy, but incredibly fit and solid.
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Dressing Style➛
Tetsu could be considered rather tall for a woman as she stands at 5'11. Although her size wouldn't be the focus as she dresses for what she does, and what Tetsu does is work as a stripper. Wearing shirts that expose her rather impressive cleavage and show off her well tones stomach, while also wearing skirts that don't cover anything if she even bends over slightly. Her signature style consisting of mostly reds, whites, and blues to give her a unique look customers will remember her by. It's easy to tell she gets paid well for what she does, and has grown used to being stared at. Luckily she has the strength of a gozu to keep off any creeps.
History ➤
Tetsu was given life to by two well known Gozus. Both of them equally mighty in their combat ability and their loyalty to the queen. A rather proud family, they expected their daughter to grow up and be a mighty warriors just like her older siblings. Although, it was clear from early on that Tetsu wasn't about that life. Despite being just as intelligent as the rest of her family (meaning not very intelligent at all) she simply was born a more free spirit. The life of being a guard didn't interest her, and she would have been a threat to the security of the kingdom if she had been forced into doings a guard's job.
That didn't stop her father from teaching her how to fight. If anything it made him more hard on her. Either in anger at her rebelliousness, or fear that if she wasn't a guard the need to learn self defense was higher. As it was clear that she would leave to go out into the world the second she was able to. Either way, Tetsu learned how to defend herself, or at least learned how to crush someone's head like a grape for getting to close to her. SHe became skilled in combat, but sadly was lacking in other departments. Like knowledge and intelligence.
This lack of focus on learning (partly her fault and partly because she was a gozu) turned out to nip Tetsu in the butt, because when time came around for her to find a job that wasn't guards work, it turned out she lacked the skills to do any well paying job, and most employers were worried that she'd either hurt a customer or break a product. Things turned south for a bit, but soon she came to terms with her lack of intelligence and skill and turned to doing physical labor. Boring, soul sucking, physical labor. Needless to say she was amazing at it, but it just wasn't for her.
She spent several months working as a sort of pack mule for heavy packages, but upon finding a bar she rather enjoyed going to she was given an offer she decided to at least try out. Tetsu, being the rather air headed gozu she is, had happened upon a stripper bar, and the boss who ran the place noted the potential in hiring Tetsu at his bar. It didn't take much convincing to get her to agree, seeing as he promised to pay more per hour and let her keep all the tips she got. Needless to say it was a great deal on her part.
Working at the bar wasn't as bad as Tetsu thought it might be. She was immensely strong, seeing as she already had the strength of ten men, so flipping herself around on a pole was child's play. Hell, she probably did a few tricks that wasn't physically possible for any of the weaker yokai. She made a name for herself due to her skill, and soon enough she was making more money than she could ever dream off. Spending her nights at the bar Tetsu had found something she enjoyed doing, or at least enjoyed doing more than being a guard or working a labor job, and was growing comfortable with her new life. Although, something is about to come into her life that she never expected.
Personality ➤
Tetsu is an air head, or at least not the sharpest tool in the shed. She's a gozu, and like most gozu's don't have the highest level of intellect. She could probably learn more if she put her mind to it, but Tetsu tends to just let her strength do the talking. This is what allowed her to get a job, as well as what she was original raised to do (punch things) so it makes sense she would rely on it. Although, she isn't much for violence and anger, and is actually rather innocent and kind in the way she approaches life when she isn't on the job. She is a rather soft and sweet person, and can be rather generous when she has the extra money. Still though, she is a gozu and can sometimes forget just how much more physical strength she has when compared to others. She tends to give hugs that cause people to be sore for a weak and some girls complain that Tetsu hasm on several occasions, gripped the pole so hard that she leaves a dent in it.
For all of that innocents though, their is a darker side to Tetsu. Not evil, nor is it malicious. It is simply a bit more adult and mature than what she usually acts like, and that's the fact she understands how to use her body. Working as a stripper has changed the innocent Tetsu's mind enough to just let her use her body to get what she wants. Whether it's flirting, showing herself off, or something else a bit more dirty she understands that some people's minds can be swayed by her body.
[Main Traits]
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↳Kind
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↳Innocent
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↳Air head
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↳Strong
↳Likes:
⟹ Meat, Working out, Generous customers
↳Dislikes:
⟹Stingy customers, creeps, laborious jobs
Talents/Strengths:
⟹Immense physical Strength: Being a Gozu this is unsurprising. She can lift ten times the amount of the average person, and has sued that ability to become a rather unique stripper that can hold herself in positions that others could only dream of attempting.
⟹Seduction: Tetsu has been working as a stripper for a few years now, and knows her way around using her body to get better tips. Although, in environments not at her work it can be a bit harder for her to successful seduce someone, and she tends to avoid flirting late at night when she's alone for obvious reasons.
Weaknesses:
⟹The biggest air head ever
⟹Forgets she could crush someone like a grape rather often
⟹Has a soft spot for kids/childish looking people.
Relationships➛
⤿Family:
Father:
(view spoiler)
Mother:
(view spoiler)
Siblings:
(view spoiler)
Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Ula Abbreviation of Eulalie]
↳[middle name]: Sueanne [Variant of Susannah]
↳[last name]:Melea [ supplying, supplied]
Society➛
↳[species]:Osakabe (Human/Kabura)
↳[rank]:Lower Middle Class
↳[level of wealth]: 5
↳[level of power]:6
Age➛ 21
⤿birthdate: March 29th
⤿zodiac sign: Aries
Gender➛Female
↳Sexual Orientation: Straight
↳Relationship Status: Open
↳Feelings for: No one
Physical Apparition ➤
(view spoiler)
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↳Hair Blond
↳Eyes Light Green
↳Scent Daphne
↳Body Type Extremely top heavy, but the bottom is nothing to gawk at either.
↳Miscellaneous
Dressing Style➛
Standing at 5'9'' Ula could be considered tall for females, but most people won't noticed that. Many might focus on the considerably ample chest Ula posses. Something she tries her best to hide under large coats and clothing designed no to show it off. Making her look like a more fine and reserved lady despite her lack of funds. Although, this is more of a cover up story. A distraction. Ula is the product of a Kabura and a Human coming together in unholy matrimony. A simple touch from Ula could cause someone an immense amount of pain. Something she fears will happen if she is not careful, so she covers up as much of her skin as humanly possible. The only thing she doesn't leaved covered is her face. If she did that she might attract a different kind of attention that she isn't used to.
History ➤
Ula is a Osakabe. There;s no beating around the bush. From the day she was born she was treated like an outcast and a freak of nature, or at least her parents were preparing for that kind of life for her. Her parents were deeply in love with one another, and still are to this day, but because of what her mother was it was hard for the two to stay under the same roof. Ula's mother, being a Kabura was rather sensitive to light and couldn't bear to be on the surface that long. The only reason she did ever come to the surface as frequently as she did was because of the intense passion she felt for her husband. A simple human man who somehow wooed such a dangerous woman's heart. The two's strong bond for each other is probably what kept Ula from becoming an emotional wreck. Her mother knew she would be an outcast if she was brought to the yokai lands, and her father knew that if she couldn't get a hold of her powers she might be killed for being considered dangerous.
Although with her mother's determination, and her father's loving support the two of them tried their best to turn their hybrid daughter into the best girl she could be. They did a pretty good job too. With Ula's mother showing up more than twice a week she always had someone to turn to to help her understand the strange powers she had. While her father did his best to show he loved her despite the potential danger that came with a daughter that could leave him in agony with a simple touch. Ula became rather skilled at hiding her abilities, but also developed a sense of caution. She always wore gloves and long sleeve shirts, even stockings! All in an attempt to make sure she left none of her skin exposed in the rare attempt that she did accidentally lose control of her powers and end up hurting someone.
Ula grew up rather normally, even hoping to go through life as a normal girl, but puberty had blessed her more than she had expected, and soon enough she was thrusted into the world of teenage puberty and romance. Her period struck, her body grew fast and large with boys all wanting her, and that doesn't even include the fact she had started developing her powers to turn into a snake around this time as well. The constant attention, hormones, and snake form all were a bit much for the girl who had intended to live a rather shy and low populated life, but she got through it with the help of her parents and was quickly out of her hormonal stage and finishing up her education. Ula didn't really know what she wanted to do after she finished school, but she knew she didn't want to go far from her parents, so with that in mind she simply decided to work for her father. He was a mechanic, and a rather patient man. Hiring his daughter the day after she graduated, and setting her up with just enough money to live comfortably in an apartment near by. Spending the next few years learning from her father how to fix not just cars, but many other things around the house. Ula grew into quite the skillful mechanic herself. Her parents loving that there daughter was so close to home, but also worried she was a bit too dependent on them. Not in a money sort of way, but socially. She lacked friends and didn't seem to be interested in anyone. Her parents deciding to try and push her into the world a bit more. At least so she could find a boyfriend.
Personality ➤
Ula is a rather shy and reserved girl. She has a level of caution she always uses when approaching a situation (probably because she's poisonous and doesn't want to poison anyone) . That isn't to say she hates trying new things. She simply hates trying new things that involve interact with other people. She is rather adept at handling her powers, but she had been raised to always be cautious and that ideal has stuck with her since childhood. She isn't completely against interacting with people though. She understands that if she is put in a situation with other people she will have to attempt at least some activities, because explaining why she doesn't want to join in will only lead to her having to reveal that she is half yokai.
Despite this shy shell, their is still some of that hypnotic danger that comes from her. She loves snakes, probably because she can communicate with them, and can sometimes find herself letting her snake tongue slip out in order to hypnotize people putting her in uncomfortable situations. Although being half human has allowed her to shift that snake tongue back into a human's in the event someone claims to have seen her with sharp teeth and a snake tongue.
[Main Traits]
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↳Shy
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↳Light hearted
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↳Loner
↳Likes:
⟹ Flowers, quiet places, underpopulated places
↳Dislikes:
⟹Loud places, lots of people in one area, direct skin contact
Talents/Strengths:
⟹Poison Being part Kabura has aloud Ula to be able to cause intense harm just by touching people, and having a bite that could kill people. Being half human hasn't had much affect on the poison itself, but she does need to take a few moments to allow her teeth to turn into those of a snake before she can bite.
⟹Snake form Ula has the ability to change into a snake of varying sizes. Her biggest being able to wrap itself around an elephant at least three times(or so she claims) while her smallest know form to take was that of your average snake. Along with the snake form comes her snake tongue, that is capable of hypnotizing people.
⟹Mechanical Expertise Ula's father is a great mechanic. A skill he passed down to his daughter through years of teaching. Needless to say Ula knows her way around fixing a car, washing machine, toilet, ect all on her own. She's probably save herself a fortune by fixing up whatever broke in her apartment rather than calling someone else to fix it.
Weaknesses:
⟹ Cannot handle skin contact with other people without freaking out.
⟹Freaks out just as badly in environments with a large group of people.
Relationships➛
⤿Family:
Father:
(view spoiler)
Mother:
(view spoiler)
Etymology➛
↳[first name]:Annona [Goddess of the harvest]
↳[middle name]: Dianne [French form of the Latin Diana]
↳[last name]:Potina [Blesses the food of children]
Society➛
↳[species]: Human
↳[rank]: Queen
↳[level of wealth]: 10
↳[level of power]:5 (It's the large amount of guards you need to worry about.)
Age➛24
⤿birthdate: September 23
⤿zodiac sign: Libra
Gender➛ Female
↳Sexual Orientation: Straight
↳Relationship Status: Open
↳Feelings for: No one/The king (If we get one)
Physical Apparition ➤
(view spoiler)
t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Blond with red, white, and blue highlights
↳Eyes Bright Blue
↳Scent Flowers and Harvest
↳Body Type Well endowed but a bit too thick to be considered an hourglass. More of a pear.
↳Miscellaneous
Dressing Style➛
At around 5'6'' Annona is a rather astounding sight. Yes she does have a lot on top but you'd barley notice it. With such a fare face and a love for the colors red, white, and blue. From her hat to her scarf to even a few extra accessories she is covered in those three colors. Although she is wise enough to add in some blacks and creams as the main focus of her attire so as to not bombard people with the color to the point they get sick of it. Although not garnished in lots of jewels or the fanciest clothing. What she wears is finely maid and mature enough for a queen to wear on a casual day.
History ➤
Annona was born to the former king and queen of the seasonal kingdom. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, and was given everything she could ever want, but the young Ula did not grow spoiled for two reasons. One was that her parents forced the girl to learn everything their was about growing and harvesting plants. Why? Because one day it would be her responsibility to make sure the entire world was well fed. It was her families duty to know how to produce food. Which meant Annona spent an entire year on a farm working herself to death in order to understand just what she was getting herself into. That year of working causing her to have a level of respect for all poor labor workers. The second reason was because her parents didn't let their child turn into a brat. She was given everything she wanted, but it wasn't given to her by her parents as a way to shut their child up. The king and queen of seasons made sure to leave time for their daughter, because allowing her to become greedy would only spell badly for the kingdom. So yes, Annona was born rich, had everything she ever wanted, and was a princess. Her life was easy but she didn't grow full of herself because of it.
That didn't mean everything was sunshine and daises for Annona. She was the princess of the seasonal district, and her family's task was to make sure that the entire world was well fed... Without using the power of the sun. Her family was still adamant followers of Amaterasu. Preying for her return every day so that their job was a little bit easier. As most of the plants grown relied on two things. Random spheres of energy that appeared, and the light bearers that they kept for themselves instead of giving them to the corporation that truly controls everything. They needed that light or everyone was going to starve! Annona was raised on this philosophy, and kept it going when her parents finally stepped down so she could take over.
Annona taking over the seasonal kingdom did not change much for those who lived under her. She kept many of the same policies and focused a lot on making sure the world was kept as well fed as possible. The only main difference is that Annona wanted to hunt down light bearers with a passion. Contracting mercenaries, leaving bounties on known light bearers, and even trying to create laws to jail whomever allowed sanctuary to a light bearer. She cracked down hard on collecting every known light bearer in the seasonal kingdom, and even tried paying people over seas who could bring light bearers too her. No one knows exactly what caused her to be so hard on light bearers, but her extra effort in catching them did help the kingdom produce a better harvest each and every year. The results were clear and no one could deny that those few extra caught light bearers were helping.
Annona was rather focused on catching light bearers, she helped improve the seasonal district in other ways too. Although not openly allowed to believe in yokai. All the extra muscle moving in to try and capture light bearers made well for helping people fight against the yokai. Allowing everyone in the seasonal kingdom to feel a little bit safer with all of these extra "guards" around. Even with Annona's main focus being on capturing light bearers, didn't spend all her time on it. She still made sure that her main focus was on growing the crops, and making sure all the other kingdoms had enough food to keep themselves happy. She did a rather good job too. Encouraging different crops to be grown, by raising and lowering the prices accordingly, she kept the kingdom from having a shortage of food whenever a sickness would wipe out a crop that year. She also did her best in encouraging research in better ways to use electricity so less of it was wasted in the country, and although no breakthroughs have been made yet the people do tend to take care when using energy due to the queen's support of it.
All in all Annona has had a successful ruling so far in her young life. Although far from being the most beloved ruler in seasonal history, she is still well known for her great strides in trying to improve how the country handles its energy and its crops. The queens determination shining through despite the amount of stress and responsibility in making sure the world has enough food. Things seemed to be looking up for the season kingdom with her in charge. Unless you're a light bearer. It would be wise to stay out of that country if you are one.
Personality ➤
Annona main focus in life is being the best queen she can be. Her drive to be a good queen stems not just from her pride, but because she knows if she fails. Then the world fails. A rather selfish and egotistical view, but when you're responsible for supplying the rest of the world with food, and there is no sun that comes up every day in order to feed your plants, you take yourself rather seriously too if everyone looked to you for food. Annona takes this test rather well. Keeping a rather strong and smiling face despite her well bottled up stress that if she isn't a perfect queen then she'll fail everyone. Despite this constant fear of failure she faces every day with confidence. Knowing that the day she gives up is the day she looses.
Despite all this stress, Annona still tries to take some time to develop herself as not just a ruler, but as a person. As the spoiled child she is she enjoys a lot of the finer things in life. Her status as queen in the kingdom that makes the most food as given her the ability to taste some of the finest foods the world has to offer all in the comforts of her immensely large home. Along with having the worlds best chefs she tends to buy lots of hair products, makeup, and custom made clothing. Making sure to pay an amount that the less well off would call "handsomely." Deep down she does believe herself better than the lowest class, yet her time working on a farm has still given her a level of respect for them. With her even encouraging a few unions despite how annoying a strike can be during hard times for the country. Annona also has an intense love for her whole kingdom, constantly being present at any and all events the kingdom holds. Many noting her to probably be one of the most intense ones at a party. She loves the changes of the seasons and tends to celebrate them with either her fellow nobles and royals, but on occasion (when the harvest is good) will throw parties where she allows even the poorest of the poor onto the castle grounds to participate in a huge feast she planned herself. Despite allowing all the lower class in she still holds a level on superiority to them and tends to stick to the rich people in the crowd, but is kind enough to have small talk if someone of the lower class tries to talk to her. Feeling she shares no interest or hobbies with one so low. She respects them none the less though, because at the end of the day they're the ones doing all the hard work that allows her to live such an amazing life style.
[Main Traits]
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↳Determined
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↳Posh
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↳Egotistical
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↳Respectful
↳Likes:
⟹Fine foods, Fine clothing, Fine makeup/hair products, Amaterasu
↳Dislikes:
⟹Bad foods, poor people products, light bearers, bad harvest
Talents/Strengths:
⟹Production knowledgeAnnona lives and breathes farming, fishing, and anything else related to the production of food. Her almost inhuman level of knowledge on the subject is why the seasonal district is doing so well when it comes what they do best, and what they do is produce food for the rest of the world.
Weaknesses:
⟹Even if she respects the poor she doesn't enjoy being around them for long and can get a bit snappy with them.
⟹Might drop everything she is doing if it meant catching a light bearer.
Relationships➛
⤿Family:
Mother:
(view spoiler)
Father
(view spoiler)
Etymology➛
↳[first name]:Esiila [Nice, Well-bred, Well-mannered]
↳[middle name]:Tahki [Cold]
↳[last name]:Valdis [Valr the dead, Dís goddess]
Society➛
↳[species]:Demon
↳[rank]:Low Class
↳[level of wealth]: 4
↳[level of power]:8
Age➛ 418
⤿birthdate:May 13th
⤿zodiac sign:Taurus
Gender➛Female
↳Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
↳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 White with a splotch of black on top.
↳Eyes Heterochromia: Blue and Red
↳Scent Sugar and Cream
↳Body Type Curvy in the center but a bit too skinny on the appendages.
↳Miscellaneous
Dressing Style➛
Standing at five foot six, Esiila doesn't look to be a rather threatening person, and her skinny arms make her look even more harmless, but the almost dead look in her eyes mixed with her rather random dressing style can cause her to come off as a bit odd. Sometimes she dresses likes she wants to invite a man home for a bit of fun. Other times she dresses like she just got done working in the office, and on some rare occasions she dresses like she's cosplaying for a convention. Their is no rhyme or reason to her dress. She simply puts on whatever she likes.
History ➤
Esiila, like every demon, was created for the soul purpose of fighting in the war. Whatever life she had before the war didn't matter. She lost any connection to that life when she lost her soul. Now just an empty husk. A shell of her former self, and an insatiable desire to have what she simply didn't have. A soul. Esiila craved souls just like any other demon. A feeling she held off a s best she could until the day the yokai were pushed underground. After that it seems the project to create super soldiers was abandoned
Esiila wouldn't really wait around and show up at the last minute to steal a soul. She would actively prey on the weak. Killing them herself in an attempt to fill the aching emptiness inside of her. Yer no matter how many she killed it wasn't enough. Nothing she did could permanently take away her need for souls. She became so desperate to find out why she felt so empty. Was it because she needed a soul, or was it something more? Could it simply be her attitude? Could it be the attitude of others that made them feel less empty? Esiila's random killing started to slow down as she tried out new ways to fill the emptiness inside her.
She needed to understand exactly what made her so different from everyone else. What about the soul made others feel so full, while she felt so empty? She grew curious about beings with a soul. How they differed from her, how the differed from each other. She grew found of watching humans. Even taking contracts with them so that she could get closer to beings with a soul, and to compare the differences in not just them, but each other. It was a nice distraction from her desperate need for souls, but it was never enough to fully sedate her needs.
Soon Esiila grew bored of learning from those with a soul, not because she felt it was a pointless task, but because everyone seemed the same to her. Most of her clients were normal. People in dire situations who were so desperate they would sell their souls to demons. No one interested her, that is, until she ran across her first nonmentally sound yokai. A mad man with mad dreams and mad illusions. He was so strange, so interesting! His price for his soul was hilarious! Claiming that he would give her his soul if she could simply help him with the aliens trying to abduct him. It was an odd request, but she went along with it and actually got his soul rather quickly do to how easy a task fighting off fake aliens is. she grew more curious about those who were no all there in the head. Were there more like him? Were there those who were more worse than him? She grew interested in those who were mad, insane, psychotic. Making many more contracts with the craziest people she could find. She got into many contracts after that. Some with people who sold their soul for the most random things, while others had contracts far darker than anything she could dream of. Esiila growing accustom to the randomness, and enjoying it immensely, but everything changed when she got into an especially corrupted contract. She didn't even know if this person was crazy, but had had asked her to kill so many people. It intrigued her. She was simply surprised a human want so many dead in the first place. After completing that job she grew eager for the next one, but it didn't have the same thrills as dealing with someone who wanted to use her to kill. She wanted that same rush of finding a target and watching them scream in pain as she ended their life. Esiila grew to love these jobs so much she only took jobs that had her kill people. Any other person who tried to get into a contract with her and didn't offer her a chance to kill were killed themselves. Esiila even started killing people on her own again just to pass time between contracts. In some sad twist of fate it seemed she was back where she started. Killing. Killing because that's all she knows that can fill the void inside her.
Personality ➤
To put Esiila's "personality" simply would be to call it an identity crisis. No matter how much she distracts herself by doing random, sick, and twisted jobs, deep down she still is trying to fill that emptiness inside her with anything she can find. Whether that be souls, an interesting contract, or putting on a new personality. You see, Esiila lacks a certain part of herself that was lost when she lost her soul. Losing part of her self, so to speak, along with the soul. Part of her personality needed to be filled along with the urge to fill the void left inside her due to a lack of a soul, and just like her absorbing a soul. Whatever personality she sucked in is lost and replaced with another one until that one losses its shine and she replaces it with another and so on and so forth. This causes Esiila to basically have drastic personality shifts from time to time. Some personalities lasting her years, while others being gone in a day. Although, it's quite easy to tell when her personality has changed as both her clothing style and posture change with it.
Take note that that I said only part of her personality has changed. Part of her was left behind in the shell of her former self, and this is where she gets most of her morbid curiosity, and
urge to kill from. Whether she was a murderer, just someone who lacked a bit of sympathy in her last life, or just simply missing key components of herself is unknown, but what is known is that no matter how sweet her personality at the time is. Deep down she still has the urge to kill.
[Main Traits]
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↳Sadistic
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↳Unsympathetic
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↳Bored
↳Likes:
⟹Death, souls, distractions
↳Dislikes:
⟹ Boring people, people that don't die, hard to kill people
Talents/Strengths:
⟹Soul absolution:Esiila is a demon, and as such has the ability to take the souls of others. Of course she's in far better condition after absorbing a soul, but in many ways could also be considered "picky" as she tends to only suck the souls of targets already dead or near death that she has caused someway herself. She tends to let those she didn't kill keep there soul unless she's growing desperate.
⟹Happiness manipulation:Esiila can effect someones happiness, weather it be herself, someone, or even an animal. She tends to do this to either distract targets she's about to kill by putting them in a state of near ecstasy. Before completely removing all their happiness as she lands the killing blow on them. She also finds this skill makes those she isn't killing more open to her ideas.
⟹Cryokinesis:Esiila can create and manipulate ice. Mostly used to make sharp blades out of thin air in order to pierce her targets. Unsurprisingly, she can freeze nearby water into ice, but, surprisingly, cannot control the water until it is frozen. Why she can only affect it in this form is unknown.
Weaknesses:
⟹ As long as she's distracted she's no threat at all.
⟹ Is far from the strongest and tends to rely more on surprising and/or attacking when her target's guard is down rather than actual combat skill.
Relationships➛
⤿Family:She lost her family when she was turned into a demon. She was created, and the only thing that could be considered her family are the other demons.
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➤Navim Nathair
·{First name meaning}~ "Pretty youthful Serpant."
·{Second name meaning}~ "Serpant." Or "Striking Serpant."
『 〓 』• Alias: "The Venomous Tempter."
{Society Rank/Class:} Higharchy ; High Honor Nobilty ; Pureblood
{Power Level:} 9.0
{Wealth Status:} 10
{Age:} His true age is unknown but Navim does remember about the time he was born. It was around the years of 1985 BC. About the greatist peak of all desert dealing species. Appearance wise he's only 21-ish.
{Date of Birth:} Truly Unknown except for a estimated year of birth.
{Favorite Color:} Red , Gold, Black
{Philosophy:} "Don't worry my love I only bite lightly".
{Theme Song:} Shik Shak Shok.
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[➤Appearance:]
http://rs92.pbsrc.com/albums/l37/Naru...
(Hair:) Navim's hair is the classic black of most Egyptian and Nubain like heritage. Sparsed with reds as it descends through out his hair. Kept short in the top layer and the under layer is often in a braid or braids adorned with gold beads and jewels. Bangs descend down to cover his eyes.
(Eyes:) Navim often covers his eyes for his glare can actually kill a being but if one was to see them they would appear to be a swirling pool of red and black with a few small flecks of gold. Appearing more reptilian like a snake's than a human.
(Body Type:) Sleek and lean like a snakes. Most attractive.
(Weight:) 132 lbs
(Height:) 6' 0"
(Complexion:) Was once a dark tan but with out the sun his complexion has turned quite light and pale.
(Distinguished Marking(s): Navim has ancient markings all around his belly button to represent his blood purity and his once all powerful ancient kingdom that now lay in ruins under excavations.
(Clothing style:)
↳ Navim adorns himself in fashion from his time peroid. Often found adorning himself in waist clothes of, red, black and gold. These were the colors of royalty in his day and land. Rarely seen in a shirt and often shoeless. Gold Jewely and decorations are a must and Navim simply will not ever part will all his ancient jewelry and kill easily kill a being for touching them. His claws those are not decoration if your wondering. They are truly apart of his hand and skeletal structure. He does enjoy flash stuff of the modren day but it is rare you'll see him where it for more than a daty before he goes back to his usual tunic or flashy waist cloth.
http://rs284.pbsrc.com/albums/ll23/Sh...
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╬❝Forgive me for what I must do. You'll only feel it for a few moments until your heart gives way.❞╬
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➤{Species:} Ancient Pureblooded ᴋᴀʙᴜʀᴀ
↳ A Ancient Pureblooded ᴋᴀʙᴜʀᴀ the very first ancestors of almost all ᴋᴀʙᴜʀᴀs in current day. The strongest and most respected in their reptilian and serpentine society. They are almost all powerful within their Kin and their blood untainted by lowblooded flithe. Once plentiful but the years and mingling with lowbloods have made them very very rare and very few and far from inbetween. It is rumored only four to five ancients are still alive to this day world wide. Though thats what Navim has been hearing. He could be wrong.
{Gender:} Hermaphroditic Male
↳ Now this is where it gets confusing. So pay attention and read carefully. Navim can be and is both male and female. He looks male on the outside having the outer working of a male while internally he is a women. Long ago alot of ᴋᴀʙᴜʀᴀ could even undergo a complete gender changing transformation to satisfy a potential mate but even they can not do it as easily as one thinks. It's a timey lengthy process and quite painful and almost ended in death after a few years. ᴋᴀʙᴜʀᴀ's simply evolved to correct the problem. So even before Navim was born in the womb all his parts merged thus creating a fertile male through his Mother figures genes. Just to say he must be careful eloping with his male partners. Yes, he can harbor a child. It comes out the same way it goes in. Navim has had yet to have a child because his partners are not as fertile as a pure blooded ᴋᴀʙᴜʀᴀ can be.
{Blood Type:}
·Unknown
{Sexual Orientation:} Mostly Homosexual.
↳ It's not that Navim doesn't like women he just knows he doesn't have the right set of 'Stuff.' to keep a woman truly happy. He has still slept with a few through out the years but it was mostly meh outside of foreplay. It doesn't help Navim is fertile and has a higher amount of the female chemical called, Estrogen in his system. This makes his attitudes towards men sky rocket and quickly deter from woman lovers. It's been like this since he reached maturity at 120 years old. To add more Irony his first was a man, the being thhat created his first child was a man, and he deeply craves a child to call his own. He just wants to have a baby to fill the gap in his lonely existence and replace what he has lost.
{Relationship Status:} Single
⊱ {Zodiacal symbol:}
⊱ Unknown
⊱ N/A
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➤Personality:
Trait 1: Sly and Vindictive
Trait 2: Cunning
Trait 3: Intelligent
Trait 4: Chaotic Neutral
Trait 5: Flirtatious and seductive.
~~ Navim is such a sly little character all throughout history. A tempter from the start and the spitting image of both his parents. Having been alive so long he knows every tiny little trick in the book. Having been raised in up most royalty getting his way has never been or problem for Navim. Fully skilled in his abilties and by the strongest and most symbolized being in his kind's society. Practically their king with little to no effort even if Navim frowns upon such a title despite his lust for power. Happily indulging in all his life luxuries even if he must work just a tad bit for them. All is better when it has such a lovely twist. Navim never minded a small dash of lust to the mix to have other people wrapped around his prestine talon. A true tempter by heart indeed.
So with years and cunningness comes intelligence. Being nearly over 15,000 years old Intelligence comes like breathing to Navim. It takes so little time to solve issues and people. It's truly like child's play to the serpant. His intelligence and adaptability astounds even many of the gods to this very day. He is favored as he is hated. As for his wisdom is highly valued as well. For the most part Navim is very honest and when he speaks to you or gives you any sort of advice it's best to take it and act upon it carefully. His wordplay and knowledge is often carefully spoken and articulated. It's rare the serpant will ever make any slight mistake.
His powers also play a big role in his hunger for power. He didn't get wear he is know just from city down and being pretty. Navim can easily kill for power or wealth. Poisoning them slowly or killing them instantly. His favourite form of manipulation is the "Don't you love me?" Using near hypnotism and body depravity to slowly drive men into a downward spiral until they have been snuffed out but never once will you here Navim say, I love you. Never! It will never be a he throws arounf all willy nilly like.
So in speaking Navim often hides his feelings for who he cares for and holds dear for their own safety. Even sending people away on some occasions.He isn't a monster and can feel everything you and I can feel just on different levels. Navim hold true love and religion above all else. It's hidden but he makes grave sacrifices for this. His past loves often describe the serpant as a "True lover and willing mate. Who gives just as much as he receives." Navim will cry it out loud and give all his has for someone he could truly come to love.
He also loathes for himself. Long ago his family was murdered before his eyes and he longs to feel family once more. He miscarried his first and only child during his escape all those years ago. The pain and regret still tied tightly around his throat like a noose. Having been unable to bear a child ever since he often cries himself to sleep and cursed all he knew for he truly wants is what he has never been able to obtain again. It hurts like a dagger in his heart each time he falls in love and a child can not be sparked between him and his beloved. He longs deeply for it and if he should end himself it'd be for this reason.
The rest to be further rp'ed
{Noticeable Habits:}
➤ Slurring of 'S' words and sounds- Navim has a forked tounge so he is unable to help it when he slurrs his s sounds. People can find it sexy others find it annoying but Navim often doesn't notice it for he has been speaking like so since the day he could speak.
➤ Hissing- Navim is a classic for this among his find. Like a snake when he feels threatened will hiss and coil up as he warns we will strike. It often timed is to express something he does not like or is around people he doesn't like.
➤ Tounge Flickering- Like a true snake this is a constant for him. It tastes the air and allows his heat sensing organs to pick up on things better. He tries his best to refrain from it around people do to the affects it has on people. Also his tounge is quite long and thin so his throat as adjusted to retract pouch when speaking so he doesn't bite his tounge off.
➤ Hypnotic Movements- Hypnotic and Sexy. This is what he goes for in his movements always moving in little ways that leave his victims or guests simply entranced. When Navim is Dancing to please watch out for you just might never leave the serpant's lair again.
➤ Wrapping up around the people he holds close- This is a comman around potential mates of the serpant or if someone is his mate. Navim often will loosely coil his serpentine tail around his mate covering them in affection and making it hard for his potential mate to get away from him. It's also a key signal he is in the mood and wants to mate.
{Flaws:}
- Just loves to bend the truth.
- Doesn't mind deceiving people
- A little Harsh
- Doesn't mind killing a few people for his own wants
- Likes his power a little to much.
{Virtues:}
+ Is often Truthful
+ Sometimes merciful
+ A Welcoming host to those that have courage to visit him.
+ Very very Honest and Accepting of Love. Will never Deny what he truly feels.
+ Very Opinionated
{Favorite Things:}
~ Sex
~ Men
~ The Idea of being a Parent and a Lover.
~ Heat and Warmth
~ Power
~ Serpants and snakes.
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❛ ➤{STRENGTHS} ☇ ♛
° Sex Appeal
° Flexibility {Physically and Mentally.}
° Working with yokai children
° Wit and cunningness
° Working with and using all types of poisons and venoms
° Dark hymns and Dark Magic
❛➤{WEAKNESSES} ☇ ♛
° The Cold
° Children {they kill with cuteness.}
° Purified holy water
° Men that are attractive
° Ash Wood.
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➤Abilities}
{" The instant Knowledge,Usage and Manipulation of venom and poisons. ."}
↳ It is an instant click. He has very great memory and has spent all his years as a Venomous creature. Learning even more when his parents were alive. It doesn't help it's is very Dna to know and use it all. Implanted in his head for all time. His favourites of these are the aphrodisiacs he uses to torture many of his victims until further death begging on their knees.
Also entitled ᴋᴀʙᴜʀᴀ are immune to many venoms and poisons. Navim is immune to every one. They as they enter the blood actually heal him and boost his power. Navim loves adding viper and mamba venom to his wine for that better spice affect. We may also wield them like a water bender bends water.
Watch out for this serpant's bite because it is deadly. Navim has retracting fangs like a vampire put longers and needle like. In his gums he has venom pouches that are periodically storing and creating venom. This venom is by far the strongest in the world surpassing the venom of most species by nearly 100% depending on how much venom is in a victim's system. A single drop is potent enough to kill fifty men in a matter of minutes. A single person upon a bite will die within twenty seconds. Through these twenty seconds flesh decays and shriveles away and blood solidifies. The After math a quickly decaying corspe after death. The venom even after a victim dies continuously decomposes the body until there is nothing left
{" Dark Hymns and Black Magic. ."}
↳ These are fluent to the serpant. He is so old the tunes and spells are like a second language he is fluent in. Spells of destruction and harm are his favourites. There power and effectiveness depends on the spell and who casts it. Navim is a fairly skilled spellcaster.
{" Advanced Physical Abilities ."}
↳ Pretty much self explanatory.
{" Reptilian Transformation. "}
↳ Navim unlike modren day beings of his species takes on more complex and truly terrifying form. Taking on a reptilian serpentine form that stands nearly 15 feet from waist to the base of his neck. Another 7.5 feet from the base of his neck to the tip of his nose and another 65 feet in length from the tip of his tail to his waist. He to say in simple sense is a huge reptilian Naga. A true one. Taking the appearance of a large black and red cobra with a hood that can petirfy a single victim with a single glance. To say this is a form you would not want to meet Navim in this form. He also may take a half form that closly resembles a gorgan/Naga.
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{Family relations:}
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{Friends:} "Open to collaboration."
{Enemies:} "Open to collaboration."
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{Stability:} 10.
{Interesting Facts:}
~ This bitch can get pregnant.
~ Miscarried his first and only child
~ Belly dances on his free time
~ His serpant breed is a mythological Greater Viper cobra.
~ Loves babies and kids!
{Other:} N/A
╬❝Your drying my patience my Lamb. What is it? Speak your tounge your wasting time and we all know what happens to those that waste my time.❞╬
╬❝Ahhh....I'm not feeling very well....❞╬
Etymology➛
↳Ruta The national flower of Lithuania, it also is the Lithuanian form of the name 'Ruth'.
↳Daina Lithuanian and Latvian name meaning 'song'.
↳Malis A fairly common Lithuanian last name.
Society➛
↳Shinigami
↳Low-ranking noble, Baroness
↳Wealth: 7
↳Power: 6
Age➛ Looks around fifteen, in reality she's only about twenty-five.
⤿October 27th
⤿Scorpio
Gender➛ Female
↳Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
↳Relationship Status: Still single
↳Feelings for: Nobody yet
Physical Apparition ➤
Frail and sickly, most people tend to not notice her, which suits her just fine. Her mousy brown hair just barely reaches her shoulders, and her piercing green eyes are the only part of her full of life...and danger.
t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair: Mousy brown, very thin and it falls to her shoulders. It's usually tangled or haphazardly thrown into a messy ponytail.
↳Eyes: Bright green, they pierce you to look at and are the only proof she's not a human.
↳Scent: Medicine, the sick ward of a hospital
↳Body Type: Thin and frail, she's only 5'3 and weighs way less than she should. Her skin is dangerously pale and her clothes are baggy on her.
↳Miscellaneous: She doesn't really have a yokai form, but she usually wears darker clothes when she's on the job.
Dressing Style➛
Pretty casual, she wears the usual sweaters, T-shirts, jeans, and skirts you'd expect a girl her age to wear. She almost never goes anywhere without adding a necklace however, and her clothes hang on her figure pretty badly. She also has an affinity for hats. She doesn't really care how she looks though.
History ➤
Ruta wishes she could remember what her life was like before she became a Shinigami, but it's challenging. She knows her name is foreign, so she looked it up after her death and found out she was most likely born in Lithuania. She does remember that she could never stand out in school too much. She was always invisible, and her parents, despite how much they cared about her, were almost always away from home traveling due to their job. At least, she thinks they cared about her, she doesn't remember.
Things would've been fine, if Ruta wasn't attacked by a yokai on her way home from school one day. Despite being saved by a hunter, the attack seemed to change her life. She knew what she had to do. If nobody was going to pay attention to her in life, then she'd go out in a flashy way to make them see her in a new light.
She swallowed some slow-acting poison one day and waited her slow, agonizing death, and it truly was agonizing. Her parents didn't know what was wrong with her, they simply watched her waste away day by day due to the poison, and then, one day, she simply died.
That was about twenty years ago, and she spent several years in the academy training for her job. She then became a Shinigami, and was suddenly given what she wasn't in life-a purpose. She must now collect souls from humans who die.
Her new purpose in life is to collect the dead's souls....perhaps she'll meet someone new while she's at it?
"Don't mind me, I just wanna do my job....I gotta!"
Personality ➤
Ruta is very shy and subtle, never sticking out in the background. She's very polite and often speaks in a formal tone, betraying her noble title. However she doesn't like it when people push her around or say she's useless; she had quite enough of that in her previous life. One wouldn't call her 'nice', not really, but she's far from the malicious being humans perceive her to be. She wouldn't harm someone just to harm someone, and she goes out of her way to help people who died the same way she did.
[Main Traits]
❖Polite, formal, well-mannered, hardworking
↳Shy, blends into the background, sometimes careless
↳Likes:
⟹Her job, necklaces, taking medicine to help her strength
↳Dislikes:
⟹People in general, fancy clothes, feeling sick, not having a purpose
Talents/Strengths:
⟹Her Scythe: She has a personally-made scythe, like all Shinigami. When not in use, it takes the form of a green necklace around her neck with a diamond charm on it-it's just shaped like a diamond! When she needs to use it, it turns into a pair of small kitchen knives with green handles. The knives aren't crazy big, but with her speed she can easily cut a person before they realize what has happened.
Just being around Ruta is enough to make a person dizzy due to her strong medical smell.
She's also a great....uhhh, herbalist. She can make her own medicines and ointments, so she's a good healer to have on a team. Although she'd probably just drink it herself.
Weaknesses:
⟹She's weak and wobbly on her feet due to her lightheadiness, so it's easy to knock her down before she can get out her scythe. She can also be manipulated into stopping her fight or duty if one offers her medicine.
Relationships➛
⤿Family:
As much as she tries to remember them, she can't, but they never really noticed her anyway, so what's the point?
Theme Song➛: Remember by Ember McClain
"To know what my purpose in life is....it truly makes me happy to be alive. It is beautiful to have a reason to live."
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A P P R O V E D :
. angel andrews
. tetsu valterra
. ula melea
. annona potin
. navim nathair
. esiila valdis
. ruta malis
Mod
│┃ＢＡＳＩＣ ┃│Nᴀᴍᴇ﹕ Asta
Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ﹕ None
Aʟɪᴀs/Tɪᴛʟᴇ﹕ N/A
Aɢᴇ﹕ 21
Aᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ Aɢᴇ﹕ 21
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ﹕ Female
Sᴇx﹕ Female
Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ﹕ Pansexual
Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs﹕ Single
Sᴘᴇᴄɪᴇs﹕ Okami
Rᴀɴᴋ﹕ Slave; owner Sanryuu
Pᴏᴡᴇʀ﹕ Level 5 (Shifting, telepathy)
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Iᴍᴀɢᴇ﹕
Fᴀᴄᴇᴄʟᴀɪᴍ﹕ Olga Kurylenko
Hᴀɪʀ﹕ Long, black
Eʏᴇs﹕ Blue
Bᴜɪʟᴅ﹕ 5'8,
Nᴏᴛᴀʙʟᴇ﹕ A few scars
Sᴛʏʟᴇ﹕ Simple furs and leather
│┃ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬ ┃│
Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ﹕
Although her viciousness horrifies the others, for Asta it's almost normal. Maybe a touch more feral than average, but not notably so. As with most of them she is uncomfortable in her human form, though her reactions border on paranoia. The lack of teeth and claws makes her feel vulnerable and weak, which she despises. She completely hates whenever she's stuck in a lame human form, and is even more irritable and likely to lash out than usual. Though she generally stays with Sanryuu she is prone to occasional wanderings, even when human, and gets herself into dangerous situations with humans that she relishes. Even during her time as human she will go directly for the throat when cornered, or even just encountered by anyone not a Okami as well, not hesitating to rip with teeth and nails. Generally Asta is just an angry person, embracing her feral side with a savageness that terrifies anyone who doesn't know her well. She's not used to being around people and normal society, and has come to view almost everyone as prey. It's hard for her to control her natural predatory urges, but she's gotten much better. For the most part she acts as Sanryuu's pet and guard dog, refusing to let anyone near him that he doesn't assure her is alright.
Lɪᴋᴇs﹕
✔Killing
✔Hunting
✔Sanryuu
Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs﹕
✖Orders
✖Cages
✖Chains
Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs﹕
✔Savage
✔Fast
✔Ruthless
Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs﹕
✖Children
✖Likes to wander
✖Hates humans
Fᴇᴀʀs﹕
✖Being captured
✖People not okami
✖Having children
Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ﹕
Right from the start, it was almost a guarantee that Asta would never be normal. She was born into slavery, from a group breeding guard dogs. She never knew her parents, or even her human form. Even when she was little and didn't have as much control over the shift the owners insisted she stay as a wolf, and rather quickly she adapted. For the first few years she went through training generally reserved for actual dogs, but at that point that was all she really was. She grew to be more comfortable with the wolf form, and was more than happy to stay in it. But Asta was a quick study, and she had always been angry. With her viciousness she was bought rather quickly by someone who enjoyed how easy it was to provoke her, and spent a few months just playing with her, getting her angry and then punishing her for lashing out.
But the first time she got ahold of the neighbor's dog, he figured out how to channel her anger. He started having dog fights, getting Asta angry and throwing her into a cage with another dog. The other dog never lasted long, since they didn't have Asta's human cunning behind them. Without much food, she had to resort to eating whatever she could, from the dogs she killed to any humans that were stupid enough to get too close. The fights grew more and more popular, and he started putting more and more dogs in, up to wolves. But still, the human cunning never lost out. Eventually her owner started buying more okami to throw her in with, but Asta's experience kept her on top.
Eventually, however, her viciousness got her noticed. An okami witnessed one of the fights and decided he wanted her as a bodyguard, paying for her up front. It took months of patience and putting up with Asta's constant murder attempts, but eventually Asta grew attached to him. After all, it was a much cushier life than she was used to. Just when he relaxed and started to trust her, she tore the throat from a delivery boy. It was the only way she knew how to get food, and another round of training began. Eventually, she learned that he wasn't going to let her just kill everyone and she liked her position of being a pet, so she adapted. She's grown even more attached to him, doing her best to contain her aggressive nature unless someone threatens him.
Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ﹕
Father - Aki - Deceased
Mother - Ally - Deceased
owner - Sanryuu - kiks
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「01.」 Harpy
━━━ yokai queen
▾ ⋮ royalty
▾ ⋮ power lvl : 10
▾ ⋮ wealth : 10
「02.」She's been around a while
━━━ born vi/xx
▾ ⋮ above ground
「03.」Female
━━━ cis gender
▾ ⋮ panromantic asexual
▾ ⋮ no romantic attachment
▾ ⋮ no current attraction
There are always outward and inward opinions. Most would say that your public thought should be different from your private thoughts, but such is not the case with Tia. Her honesty has struck a chord with those around her, be it resentment or adoration. But this honesty doesn't much match her stoicism. You'd think an honest person to be expressive or with an ulterior motive. She does it simply because she believes lying is bad. But her expression rarely changes. She may be at her lowest, weakest, and you'd never notice. No ever has, not unless you've been with her since before her rule. The person she was then, before the war, was an entirely different. Like with any traumatic event, they say war changes people. She may have been honest before, but not as much as she is now. It's borderline cruel in some instances. Grieving families are not spared. Those that plead with her have no mercy. They will know the truth for what it is, no sugar-coating allowed. She can understand their explosive reactions, too, but that will never change her devotion to being truthful. She'd much rather have them hate her than for them to go about living in ignorance. But a delay of the truth is never far from her mind. It's in this small act that she can save or destroy someone. Leaving them anticipating her words or maybe even just dreading them. She's heard of people who would kill themselves before hearing any judgment she must pass. Maybe they would have been right in doing so.
Morality has always been one of Tia's strong points. While she may look on with an impassive expression, her thoughts have always been passionate in regards to all things moral. She cannot stand immorality, and shows no mercy to those who have crossed the line. She inflicts much of the same judgment upon her own decisions, and if she finds herself taking a morally unfounded risk, she contemplates it profusely. She has to know that the ends justify the means, but even then, sometimes te means aren't justifiable. So she circles back and rethinks the whole matter before she makes a final decision. That's always been how she thinks, and some people take her for being stupid when she is anything but that. She deliberates for extended periods of time to come to the best possible decision. While her passions may lie in justice and morality and a righteous rule, she understands that a perfect world is hard to come by. It takes hard work and determination, and even then it can become corrupted at the drop of a hat. Her stoicism, though, tends to mask much of this passion for a utopia for the yokai.
While her counterpart may be a hot-headed cannonball of energy, Tia remains levelheaded. She has to, what with Eve's errant behavior. She understood that had to be going into this. It's difficult to get her angry or upset if you don't know the right trigger, and even then, you wouldn't be able to tell if she was angry or not. People don't often have a good read of her, and while that might be in part due to the way she dresses, it's also a whole lot of other things when they do actually get to see her face fully. She has a knack for taking things too seriously, and some people worry she's gonna make herself sick. Jokes with her are very rare and she doesn't seem to react to them when others tell them. She's something of a workaholic, which makes sense considering she does work for two and cleans up after Eve on most occasions. Being a babysitter is certainly not in her job description, and she doesn't take well to being flirted with. In fact, she can't even pick up on someone flirting with her to begin with. This tends to make for an interesting conversation that gets far too literal for the other party's tastes. Her impervious demeanor tends to intimidate in many cases, and has earned her the admiration of many.a d o r e s ⋮⋮ honesty ; morality ; decisiveness ; solitude ; classical music ; jazzP O W E R S
a b h o r s ⋮⋮ disorder ; immorality ; lying ; irresponsibility ; humans
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Tall, regal, beautiful; she's everything someone would expect of royalty. Tia has been noted for her grace and elegance, if not for the fact that most can't take their eyes off of her. She has a number of distinguishing features, and her frame is certainly one to be remembered. Voluptuous and full-figured, it's kind of hard to not notice her. And even if she wasn't so appealing to look at, her presence commands attention. Skin the color of teak wood, her hair is often a topic of conversation. It's a golden blonde that could be described as radiant. A majority of her hair is cut short, but a few sections are just beyond shoulder length. From what people can see of her eyes, they're either green, blue, or gray. No is ever sure of what color it is because they don't find themselves holding eye contact long enough to know. Beneath the coverings of her face, one would be able to see a lush set of lips. But until she reveals it, most people don't see the lower half of her face. She is noted for having several scars, some of which you cannot see. There is the peaking edge of one, however, that extends from her shoulder blade to the middle of her back. It's best not to ask about it if you don't know the story behind it. Her voice is deep and soft, an unexpected combination. When standing straight, she finds herself closer to seven feet than most people. She's, to say the least, a big girl.
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Despite her personality, Tia has a habit of dressing in bright patterned clothing, generally something one would see of someone going into training. Most of her upperbody wear covers the lower half of her face, ending at the bridge of her nose. Beneath a good number of her outfits, she tends to wear metal armor that covers vital areas such as her neck and chest. Most of her jewelry goes unnoticed unless they're large statement pieces and that's generally reserved for special occasions. Just as it isn't often you'd find her in makeup.S K I L L Sflight [ ✩✩✩✩✩ ] · · · user has the ability to fly via the use of wings.
aerokinesis [ ✩✩✩✩✩ ] · · · user has the ability to manipulate the air. thy can shape and manipulate it to their will, in such being able to create constructs and forceful winds. skilled users are able to fly through this power.
necromancy [ ✩✩✩✩✩ ] · · · user has the ability to manipulate and resurrect the dead. this enables them to have an army of the undead at their command, depending on the strength of the user.governance · · · as a ruler, Tia is very skilled when it comes to matters of the state. she has been reputed as having an aptitude for the political side of things and has been able to achieve many accomplishments in her time as a queen.W E A P O N S
combat · · · before she was a queen, she was a warrior. it is to be expected that she has combat aptitude, with strength and technique to rival her fellow queen's own ability.
tactics · · · put her on the battlefield, and she'll have a plan for victory before you could say her name. that, and she could easily manuvear troops on the retreat to safely escort civilians from the crossfire.
intimidation · · · if you hadn't noticed, she's pretty scary without having to try.Tia has no preference for weapons she uses, and thus has an extensive arsenal under her possession. she usually uses what is at hand or is advantageous in the situation.▽ ＢＡＣＫＳＴＯＲＹ
Tiala was born not long after the Great War. This would make her pretty old by a lot of standards. Her family had been lucky in that it had narrowly avoided the death of every member. Her father, Elisso, had moved out their immediate family and put them into hiding as the situation in the War grew worse. Power given to the dragons, a bitter taste stayed on the tongue of the surviving Harpy families. This taste was supposed to have been passed on to Tiala and her sister Tiara that didn't quite stick. Even while there was an almost urgent need for them to dislike their powerful counterparts, the girls didn't seem quite so opposed to being around the ryurajin.
From a young age, Tiala was aware of her disadvantage. While her sister had been spared, she had not. Tiala's wings were set lower on her back than was normal, a birth defect that had been known to pass through the family through recessive genes. She had not been lucky in her lot in the genetic lottery. While other harpy children were flying without hindrance by the time they were three or four, Tia was still grounded and struggling. Flight at such a young age caused her immense pain and she wouldn't last more than a few seconds over the ground.
Her father would coax her to keep trying, to keep flying. But for a while, they thought they she would be grounded. Having a child that couldn't fly in a family of harpies was more than just a disgrace. It was an abomination. So for two years, they hid her away. While her wings grew stronger and the pain lessened, they made sure that the remaining harpy families and yokai society thought that she was merely incredibly ill. They had to keep in under wraps. If word got out of such a gene in their family, they would be met with disdain and find it hard for any sort of power to come their way.
At last, the day came that Tiala could fly. Her older sister Tiara had spent the better part of the day messing around with her own set of friends, coming home to see if she could cheer her sister up. What the older Kyrugo girl walked in on was a straining Tiala several feet off the ground and maintain a steady wing beat. She only faltered when she noticed her sister gaping at her in awe. It was needless to say that Tiara fly from the room faster than she'd ever flown from anywhere, calling for their parents. It was then that they ended the rumor of her illness and she was free to live out in the open with the rest of her family.
Friendships were gained and lost much like with any other thing in a child's life, but they were soon monitored as the girls began to take on friends they didn't approve of. Her mother kept a strict watch of their play dates, perched higher than they could fly as they played. These simple interactions--in the eyes of the children--took on an entirely different sort of meaning in their mother's eyes. But, then again, since the war, everything had taken a new meaning in her eyes. There was something wrong with her, according to all who knew her.
Serafin wasn't the same as she had been before. It was officially diagnosed until it was much too late. Instead, the girls watched their mother deteriorate under the stress of a war ended and a new life begun. Tiala had been confused about her mother's condition for some time, even when it seemed like it should have been obvious. But looking back on it, it had made so much sense with all that had happened. Their mother had turned on them.
It was like any other day, but then it wasn't. At sixteen and twelve years old respectively, Tiara and Tiala had spent years adjusting to their mother's moods and behaviors. She'd locked herself into a separate wing of the house for over a month and had commanded that they visit her on an appointed day. It was this day they ventured over to the older east wing of their home. It was eerily quiet, as it had always been, but it was different this time around. Tiala could remember wanting to turn back and hide in her room. There was just something wrong, something she could not explain.
They wandered into their mother's room, expecting to find her at her dresser as usual. What they saw was not the image of her brushing her hair or fretting with the numerous perfumes she'd kept. They saw a scene that could have been akin to a disaster. Glass shattered, the shards cast about the floor beside the vanity. Already the terror coursed through them as Tiara rushed forward. Tiala remained locked in place, eyes locking with someone else on the other side of the room. Her sister didn't notice until she'd screamed.
Her mother, as they had come to find, had lost her mind. She left with one last look at her children, fleeing the scene of her crime. Their father lay sprawled out in the closet, drowning in his own blood. You'd think he'd have at least healed fast enough, but their mother had done enough damage that there would be no way he could come back from it. In one fell swoop, they lost both their mother and their father.
The two girls were cared for by the servants that had been left to them. When her sister came to be of age, Tiara left and married off to a higher standing family. Tiala was left alone and she wasn't so sure she liked this. She sulked and brooded for a few months after her sister's departure, but she moved on. Her attention turned to improving her ability to fly, which had been less impaired in the past years. To her, flight was everything. After the shock of learning that she might not be able to fly at such a young age, she was only ever concerned with being the best. She was, of course, the fastest and strongets flyer within her family with all the training she'd put in. It would come to be both her blessing and downfall.
She remained unwed for a very long time, and persists in being so. But just before the Great Divide, the war that forced the yokai underground, she had come close to it. Maybe it was a cruel twist of fate, but there was one harpy male that had caught her eye. He was stunning in his own right and captivating her had been an easy feat in those days. He charmed her to the point of her giving up the idea of living as her own unit, but then the war struck.
It was not unheard for there to be human sympathizers. Tiala had no feelings concerning the humans, either way, save those that she had been brought up around. But those had long since died, considering the difference in their lifespans. She had mourned them as she would have anyone else and moved on. She liked to think that she was just in her treatment of others, but perhaps that was not how many had seen it. Her lover, the one person she thought she could trust, was not satisfied with her idea of just. He wanted more than she had thought to offer to the humans. Of course, one of them was carrying his children.
This came as the hardest shock. He was supposed to have loved her, and her alone. Devotion was what she had been promised. It was not what she had gotten. It turned out that his goal had never been her to begin with. The war was somewhat of an excuse to cover his deeds. He explained it all as he explained that he had always known that she was a defect. The word had resonated enough to distract her and give him time to injure her.
The blade slicing through her skin was like an eternity. The sawing and hacking echoed in her ears and in the room and throughout the house. Every nerve was severed individually, mercilessly. He made sure of it while she was helpless. Her muscles were tough and thus difficult to cut, which only seemed to prolong her suffering. While she suffered, her servants fled and abandoned her. She was again alone. But she would not stand for it this time. Mustering some strength as she came back from the brink of excruciating pain.
She wasn't sure what hurt more: nearly having her wing cut off or driving the shard of glass through the throat of someone she had thought she loved. Every dream of being like others had shattered in that moment. The human woman that had been the object of her lover's affection was released and sent to someone else. She never knew what became of the woman or her child, whom she had managed to carry close to term--when Tia found out. She'd be left with a scar to remember the occasion before she went into war.
While she fought valiantly, Tiala would never be able to overcome both her defect and an injury when they cooperated. Like most others, she fought doggedly. She flew hard, fast, and long. There were no breaks and those around her would voice their concern. There would be times when she could not feel her legs, and a numbness would take her wings. Being well versed in necromancy already, as it grew harder to fight on her own, she decided that she would raise her lover one more time to do her bidding. In this way, she had managed to taken revenge. She worked him until the flesh fell from his bones, until his bones fell from their joints, until he was nothing. She had, essentially, erased him and all that he had done to her. But she would never be able to erase the scar that laced her neck and shoulders.
The humans were winning, against all odds. The yokai had set up an escape as the war turned against them. They built havens underground, far enough down that humans would have no business being there. The retreat was met with the request for some to stay behind to be sure everyone made it in. Tiala took this request and went about her mission. The humans came forward in a wave. She'd seen this time and time before during the war, but something was different. The pain in her wing returned, and distracted by the shock of it, they got the best of her.
As the last of the yokai made it in, she stopped fighting. Her job was done. But the humans wished to showcase their victory further. An old wound was reopened as they worked in teams to saw through her wing. Dead nerves were the first layer they were met with, which enabled her to struggle. When they hit undamaged flesh, however, she was far more frantic. She isn't totally sure of what happened after that. All she knew was that when she awoke, she was underground and missing a wing. And that she had garnered a devout following.
It came to her attention that the royal family had been slain, all save one. A hot-headed girl that many were not sure of as a fit ruler. Tiala could relate to her loss of family. But the greatest shock, other than learning that the royal family had all been wiped out, was that the people demanded a new ruler. And she was a contender for it. Her intention had never really been to rule. She went along with the demands of the yokai simply because she thought it would be the right thing to do. For her compliance, they made her queen. The Ryurajin royal, Eve Donelle, did not take kindly to this. It was, after all, her birthright. But if they gathered together, having the people revolt would spell even more trouble than what Eve alone could caused.
With this in mind, Tiala approached her with the idea of a compromise. Reluctantly, Eve agreed. They would rule toegther, and in times alone when Eve went on a bender. But Tia is satisfied, in a way, with this. So long as the people are happy, so is she.▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ Ｉ
▻ mother - Serafin Kyrugo - unknown
▻ father - Elisso Kyrugo - deceased
▻ sister - Tiara Kyrugo - alive
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▻ fellow queen - Eve Donelle - rock
▻ friend -
▻ infatuation -
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Many creatures would prefer not to fight. But if your first instinct is to reach for your sword, you will never discover that.
࿅ ❀ || D e s t i n y ~ G a l a x y ~ T s u k i || ❀ ࿅
Nickname
None
࿅ ❀ || S o c i a l || ❀ ࿅
Species
Shinigami
Rank
Nobility / Royalty
Wealth
7
Combat Power
8 1/2
Powers
~ As a Shinigami, Destiny can literally rip the soul from your body, but she doesn't often do this.
~ Elemental Magic --> this power is more based on her emotions, so if she gets really mad, she can control fire, if she is really sad, she summons rain clouds. She doesn't have any control over it AT ALL. She's too young for that.
~ Siren Song --> Destiny can use her voice to control anyone she wants, just by singing. Since she loves creating music, this often happens unintentionally.
~ Wishes --> Once every...decade or so, she can grant one wish. This power is very finicky though
࿅ ❀ || A g e || ❀ ࿅
When she died
16
Present Age
21
Birthday
February 26
Zodiac
Aquarius
࿅ ❀ || 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 || ❀ ࿅
Face Claim
Lucina - Fire Emblem
࿅ ❀ || D e t a i l s || ❀ ࿅
Hair Color
Navy Blue
Hair Style
Usually wears it free with a golden headband / tiara
Eye Color
Dark blue with gold flecks
Scent
Strawberries and Mangoes
Figure
Curved
Marks/Scars
None
Other
࿅ ❀ || F a s h i o n S t y l e || ❀ ࿅
She usually wears a strapless t-shirt and leggings, but on occasions she will wear the special uniform.
Special Uniform
(view spoiler)
࿅ ❀ || H i s t o r y || ❀ ࿅
Destiny never knew her parents, only her older brother, Griffyn. He took care of her all those years, never flinching when she yelled at him, never getting mad when she did something wrong. He was the light in her life. He was the one who taught her everything.
They were hunted by forces of evil, and Griffyn was part of a secret society that hunted down these evils. The society got word that there was an especially powerful demon wrecking havoc, and when Destiny heard of it, she would not let him go. She donned his armor and took off, leaving a note for him to tell him where she had gone.
It was only supposed to be a trip to check on the evil that lurked beneath the surface.
A very important mission, and she failed. Had her brother gone, he might have succeeded, but she was too weak. Too inexperienced. Too driven by love to think of the consequences.
The demon overwhelmed her, but let her live, warning her that if she returned, there would be consequences.
As punishment, the society tasked her with killing the evil. Not her brother, not anyone else. It had to be her, purging it and ridding the world of it. If she did not come back, the Griffyn would be released from all charges. In the event that she succeeded...it would never happen.
It was an impossible task. The demon was one of the most powerful that had ever lived, and they knew she would not return from the mission. Griffyn pleaded for her innocence, but to no avail. If Destiny failed, then both she and Griffyn would be sent into exile. If they were ever seen again, they would be killed on sight, no questions asked.
She knew that it would be time to face the demon...face the fear that had been haunting her for so many years. But he didn't have to know that. He would just think that she was going on a vacation with her friend, and that she'd come back soon, safe and sound.
Little did he know, that she wasn't planning on returning.
The demon came in human form, holding an electric sword. It came in the image of her best friend.
She was armed only with a sword and the power of love. It wasn't enough, and the demon easily disarmed her.
It gave her a choice. Go back and let the shame finish her off and be cast into exile, or kneel to evil, and live.
I will not choose. Even if it kills me.
The demon reared up, enraged.
Then you shall die knowing you couldn't protect yourself.
She gazed straight into the monster's face, rage and grief taking her over.
This isn't about me anymore. It's about protecting my brother.
Just before the demon swooped down upon her, Destiny drew her sword and stabbed herself in the heart, committing suicide instead of letting the darkness of evil take her soul. In doing so, she killed the monster, but at a steep price.
As much as the wind howls, the mountain cannot bend.
Destiny was reincarnated as a Shinigami, and was allowed to keep her sword as her scythe. It was refashioned with a stronger blade and more fancy designs, but other than that, it was left alone.
࿅ ❀ || P e r s o n a l i t y || ❀ ࿅
General
❖ Destiny had a lot of practice growing up to endure pain and suffering. She can endure torture without emitting a single sound and doesn't cry out from it.
❖ Destiny often gets touchy about her past and closes up if someone tries to pry. She is secretive and mysterious around strangers, and sometimes, for no reason, she will wall herself off. Others often get frustrated with her because she becomes immersed in her memories, unresponsive on the outside. She doesn't make friends easily and it takes a patient person to coax her out of her shell.
❖ Destiny doesn't often show it, but she has a sarcastic side. She could get you laughing in seconds, but rarely does she after do it. She likes making good impressions, but others do not see the world how she sees it. She often has nightmares about the monster, which haunts her in her sleep and during the day.
❖ After Destiny became a Shinigami, it became her duty to judge other souls. This also changed how she sees others. Destiny hnow has really high standards for herself (but she is fair towards others), and will beat herself up (metaphorically) if she does not reach her goal or live up to her own expectations. She also takes the blame if her group fails in something.
❖ Destiny HATES losing. She is a determined person, but a quiet sort of person, so others often think that she is spacing out or not trying. She is attentive and intuitive, finding the faults and strengths in others, and she is very fair towards others. She is prideful and used to believe that she could do anything, even defeat the monster.
Likes
~ Gardening
~ Winning :)
~ Listening to and creating music
Dislikes
~ Spicy foods
~ Ghost stories
~ Bullies, annoying people, etc.
~ Being beaten
Talents/Strengths
~ Fighting with her sword / scythe
~ Will never give up in a fight (fights till the end, the flip side of her weakness)
~ Analyzing a situation
~ Finding the weaknesses and strengths of others (yet she "can't" find her own)
~ Creating music
Weaknesses
~ Her love blinds her (sacrificed herself for her brother)
~ Her nightmares haunt her
~ Underestimated (because she is often quiet and doesn't open up)
~ Pride
~ Her emotions are often magnified (she gets REALLY sad, mad, etc.)
࿅ ❀ || R e l a t i o n s h i p s || ❀ ࿅
Family
Brother (older)
❝Griffyn was my everything. I had never known my parents, and he was the one who took care of me throughout all of these years. But sacrifices must be made, and I had to leave him behind. For once, I was the one protecting him.❞
Face Claim : Marth (Fire Emblem)
࿅ ❀ || T h e m e S o n g || ❀ ࿅
♛ Halfway Gone (by Lighthouse)
Standing up is the first step towards finding your true self. Arise, and fulfill your destiny."
Mod
Many creatures would prefer not to fight. But if your first instinct is to reach for your sword, you will never ..."
Accepted
Mod
Accceeeepted
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╬❝People say when people go into the ice forest they never come back and if they do it's just their remains. They say it's the beast that lurks there. Eats them all and leaves their bones..❞╬
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➤Salem Formally Gabriel W. Sith.
·{First name meaning}~ A town in america were the Salem witch trials first took place in.
·{Second name meaning}~ N/A
『 〓 』• Alias: "The beast of ice forest."
{Society Rank/Class:} Beast ; Rouge
{Power Level:} 7.O - 7.5
{Wealth Status:} 1/2
{Age:} His true age is unknown but Salem and most natives have the idea of about 200 years old. Physically if he was human would be about 25.
{Date of Birth:} Truly Unknown but sometime around January.
{Favorite Color:} White, Grey , Silver
{Philosophy:} Undecided and yet to be made.
{Theme Song:} White winter hymnal
↳ https://m.youtube.com/?#/watch?v=jFRY...
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[➤Appearance:]
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(Hair:) A tangled frosty mess of white silver hair that nearly fully resembles snow in color. Ends at his shoulder blades.
(Eyes:) Wide milky white eyes. Always looking and watching. Frosted over and his pupils appear like a light shadow behind the center of his eye. Eyes of the deceased. Though dont ever doubt his sight. He'll see you before you do him.
(Body Type:) Salem once had a hardy fit build but he is slighlty imacated while retaining some of his past build and appearing pretty lanky do to his wendigo features. Still he is not to bad for a wendigo.
(Weight:) 213 lbs
(Height:) 6 ' 11"
(Complexion:) A smokey grey all around. Somewhat lighter in grey in weaker spots. Spotted with white and black freckles.
(Distinguished Marking(s): In Salem's appreance picture their are vines and such growing upon him. Just ignore those along with the stitching up his stomach. Salem isn't that old nor has he begun to decay. He is also covered in a light dusting of scars do to fighting and defending for his territory. Salem's legs are digitigrade and his feet are padded like a artic wolves to keep from sinking into the snow.
(Clothing style:)
↳ It's very rare you will see the Wendigo in any sort of human clothes besides a torn article of tattered bloodied pants ruined beyond recognition or a simple loan cloth. Occasionally their might be the occasional furr draped over his shoulders but nothing much is truly worn by Salem. Over it all he prefers just to go naked. He doesn't have much modesty.
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╬❝Where I may go and be in peace. Where I won't ever hurt you shall you ever get to close.❞╬
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➤{Species:} Elder Wendigo.
↳ These are just older average wendigo in all honesty. The big guns running the show basically or your old farts. They tend to be your more beastly and morbid among Wendigo. Having gone through complete transformation and taken on the classic wendigo appearance. Rarely are these guys humanoid or human in appearance unless they further develop ther shapeshifting powers. Big bulky and almost always Alphas. They are to say the prime bucks in looks and tend to have more female wendigos in their groups despite the fact they don't need to reproduce like humans. It's more of a status trophy thing. A way to rub it in rivalling wendigos faces. Most bearing large racks on top of their heads. Twenty to thirty points in all with their antlers and having the most dangerous set of chompers. More beastly and accurate to folklore then most new or young wendigos.
{Gender:} Male.
{Blood Type:}
·Unknown
{Sexual Orientation:} Unknown/Undetermined
↳ Salem has long forgotten his sexuality when he was human nor does his feel true primal urges as he once did as a mortal man being wendigos reproduce by infecting humans rather then eloping and having females birth children. It's even rarer for Wendigos to even remotely take mates for they don't need to. It's rarely been recorded. Their not the best material for lovers eithor. They still have the parts but mixing hunger and 'Hunger' isn't the best idea unless your into kinky shit like that and possibly putting your life in the way then go ahead. But if Salem did ever take a mate the steps to his instinctual side are mark, mate, and defend. Etc etc It's as instinctual as instinctual gets.
{Relationship Status:} Single
⊱ {Zodiacal symbol:}
⊱ Unknown
⊱ N/A
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➤Personality:
Trait 1: Ruled by Hunger
Trait 2: Solitary
Trait 3: Intelligent
Trait 4: wise
Trait 5: unusual
~~ Salem is what you could truly consider a true cryptid. He's a creature that is always alone and prefers it that way. He hardly socializes with his own kind a prefers one remote area of the ice district to call his home. The beast actually hates other members of his kind and is practically his own alpha. Many have tried to find him but in the end he found them and dinner was served for the beats. Sometimes intentionally others accidentally. Salem isn't picky when he finds a very fresh kill for the picking.
Don't get Salem wrong though just because he prefers being a loner doesn't make him any less dangerous to be around. He is still a beats compelled by instinct and hunger and will often loose his control and chase down and consume expecting prey. Despite this Salem actually is quite smart when he has himself in check despite his always growing hunger that rules his life more often then he does himself. He's always been able to escape the yokai hunters and disable their traps with little to no problem. He's also a skilled hunter himself and is a con artist in the appeals to sound and a strategist. He is even capable of minor levels of literate writing. He prefers pictures to writing. All through his caves there the walls are covered in cave paintings painted from juices winter berries and blood.
But in the back of Salem's mind is need for comfort and acceptance from other beings. Wendigos needing to be social to thrive Salem has always been very lonely. While his bad nature deceives him he has moments of kindness and weakness. Often shown when mortal children become lost in the snowy forest. No matter how hard Salem tries he cannot watch child die alone in the cold. So more times than often Salem can be seen taking screaming and struggling children by their coats and dropping them off int the nearby cities and towns before disappearing himself. This kindness does give a lot of people the idea he actually eats children when it's hardly true. Hardly! their has been a few accidents where a few children had accidentally squirmed a bit to hard and slipped from his grasp and fallen upon their heads. People in the end thought Salem ate and killed the child despite obvious facts he hadn't.
So therefore by that part of himself unlike others of his kind he is still deeply connected with his human self and past life. The beast still feels emotions and can mourn, cry, smile and feel. He isn't entirely lost and truly craves a friend or lover. It's far fetched but the wendigo dreams of it one day. Wise and smart he speaks as a man does and enjoys speaking to those not truly afraid of him and know fully when to stay away despite the lisp and rasp to his voice from being pretty much undead. He likes listening and hearing people to. Listening happily and accepting a lot of people for who they are.
He even so much enjoys more from the distance of the shadows watching small towns that board along his forest territory. Simply watching the ice district people in their lives as he once had before becoming what he is now. It's "unique" in the words of the beast. "Humans are strange things and to see them as I once was is gratifying."
{{Part 2}}{Noticeable Habits:}
➤ Occasional Fragmented speech- This is when he is in complete beast subconscious and he's fighting it with all his willpower. Comanly when fighting his unbearable hunger. Salem's voice is very scratchy and scary like a demon possesione. Little fragmented words and irrational thinking. It worsens under pressure, contact and under the influence of being scorned.
➤ Depicting scenes in cane walls- It's communicating in a way. Salem oftem draws on the walls of his interlinking cavern home. Using just about anything he can find to produce paint and protray things he can't truly speak or doesn't want to forget.
➤ Marking trees with talon marks- This is a must. Salem must always mark his territory to keep other wendigos away and send a warning to mortals especially the yokai hunters. It's in his mind and very instinct driven.
➤ Solitary behavior- Salem likes to be alone and prefers it that way. He isn't a pack creature and is often seen alone or with others of his own kind.
➤ Constant ear movements- Salem is always alert and his years are always flicking about and rotating. Picking up on anything and everything. It's rare you do not see them moving and keeping alert.
{Flaws:}
- hunger rules him constantly
- will eat anything and anyone
- feels little remose
- can be a bit deceiving
- Easily jealous.
{Virtues:}
+ Tends to avoid children as meals
+ respects the forest
+ Honest
+ Careful with beings he holds dear.
+ Tends to stick to his words
{Favorite Things:}
~ Raw flesh
~ listening
~ Watching
~ Winter
~ Surplus in prey
~ Ironically people to talk to.
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❛ ➤{STRENGTHS} ☇ ♛
° Speed
° Flexibility {Physically and Mentally.}
° hunting and tracking
° brute strength
° Voice manipulation and mimickery.
° Adjusting to the seasons
❛➤{WEAKNESSES} ☇ ♛
° Heat
° Fire
° Sunlight
° Purified holy water
° Flesh of any kind
° Ash Wood.
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➤Abilities}
{" Rational Thinking and Human intelligence ."}
↳ Unlike most Wendigo Salem isn't always driven by his baser instincs. He retains most of his human intelligence from when he truly was human. Salem is quite the puzzle slover to and is often seen strategizing and planning despite how hungry he may be. He can also be seen disabling yokai traps when people do try to capture him or others in the area. Kiss your cameras and trail cameras goodbye for over the ears Salem has easily learned to disable them with out having his picture taken. Rarely will you see him in photographs.
{" Immunity to illness, disease and Decay. ."}
↳ Most Wendigos are undead or considered undead and immune to sicknesses. Diseases no longer plagus them until their flesh decays. This often happens in wendigo packs in warmer temps. Though for Salem he does not rot or decay like most wendigo do. He heals and his blood still flows. He's not a corspe falling to bits and is the definition of the perfectly living undead. It has to do with his former genetics. People suspect once there was a recessive yokai gene in the Sith family line that jumped generation to generation but it's a mere theory with no true proof. The true answer is unknown unless Salem is captured and a professional analysis is made.
{" True Form "}
↳ Most young Wendigo cannot even remotely come close to taking on a full fledged form but Salem is nearly over two hundred years old and can easily take a full form for he completed Elder Metamorphosis. The devolping of it is a lengthy process when a Wendigo matures. The process is often done with packs supervising but Salem was alone at the time of his Elder change. Wendigos under go two of them Juvenile and Elder metamorphosis. The first a humans soul and body must completely changed and gone to then begin to morph after changing into Juvenile. A maturing wendigo must then find shelter when it is ready to complete Elder metamorphosis into a full wendigo. The beast will then seek a shelter more or less it's den. Then there in the shelter it had choosen will begin to build a cacoon from the decaying flesh of their victims and other lesser wendigo they have slain and have begun consuming before throwing up all the bile in it's stomach to further stop decay and bacteria. The undead flesh will harden and within a weeks time a newely formed elder wendigo will imerge in it's full/elder form. It's rare one can switch to and fore from one form to another but some can do it. Salem one of few. This form is massive and stands nearly fifteen feet tall when up right on it's back legs or walking upright.
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{" Voice and sound Mimicking. ."}
↳ Salem has mastered this form of trickery. While most wedigos head for the kill. Salem actaully lures his prey away from open areas using all types of calls and sounds. Say you have lost your dog. Salem can and will easily tune his voice into the bark of your dog and lure you deeper and deeper into the forest until it's covered enough he can dispatch of you and consume your flesh. Another comman call is a yipping noise that imitates a wounded animal or low whoops and howls like a hyena to ward off other wendigo from the territory he has claimed. There is a few audios in the local Ice district library for anyone willing to do research on the "Beast of Ice Forest."
{Family relations:} All mentioned in history.
{Friends:} "Open to collaboration."
{Enemies:} "Open to collaboration."
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{Stability:} 5/10
{Interesting Facts:}
~ Has about 32 points in all on his antlers
~ Sleeps through the day only to come out at night
~ terrified of grass. He's never seen it do to all the snow. It's like a cat and cucumbers.
~ Doesn't stink at all he bathes in the rivers regularly. He likes sneaking up on prey.
~Often is chewing on winter green plants
{Other:} N/A
╬❝Sometimes just sit and watch the world as it goes by. Listen carefully and watch it and it just might grant you peace.❞╬
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Etymology➛
↳[first name]:Ash [Happy in Hebrew]
↳[middle name]:Dark
↳[last name]:Star [Star in Latin]
Society➛
↳[species]: Shiuzen/Enenra
↳[rank]:Middle
↳[level of wealth]: 8
↳[level of power]:7
Powers
○Precognition
○Smoke Mimicry
○Fire Immunity
○Smoke Manipulation
○Invisibility
○Telekinesis
○Mind Manipulation
Age➛27
⤿birthdate:June 14, 3,025
⤿zodiac sign:Gemini
Gender➛
↳Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for: None yet
Physical Apparition ➤
t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Black
↳Eyes Opalescent SIlver
↳Scent Like burning fire
↳Body Type Athletic
↳Miscellaneous Carries this sword
Dressing Style➛
Near all the time Leather over comfortable tunic and a cloak with a hood he keeps up when not around friends.
History ➤
Ash started out trying to better himself at a very young age, getting his hands on any knowledge he could which helped him acquire a great intellect. He soon discovered his powers which made things easier still to acquire wealth which helped him learn faster. When he became a man he set out to which he tends to be a bit of a guardian though he watches out for himself first.
[Description]
Personality ➤
Ash is very daring, audacious and enterprising in their behavior. He love challenges, are extremely passionate, you can say that he is hotheaded. But mind it he is no romantic fool. Yet at the same time appearance, that outward calm matters a lot. If you think that he can be fooled then you are absolutely wrong. He is the business class person and he never mixes 'business with pleasure'. Give him some target or just challenge him on any trivial issue and to accomplish it he'll follow a path almost zealously.
[Main Traits]
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↳Likes:
⟹○Challenges
○New experiences
○Physics
○Logic
○Swordplay
↳Dislikes:
⟹○Murder
○Blackmail
○Manipulation for Greed
Talents/Strengths:
⟹○Calm
○Brilliant
○Moral compass
○Great swordsman
Weaknesses:
⟹○Overzealous at points
○Can be Rash like most
○Power tempting to be corrupt
╬❝No one can catch me, I am Smoke, air, and Shadow❞╬
Relationships➛
⤿Family:
↳Love:♥♥♥♥♥♡♡♡♡♡❝Kento, you know I'm right.
You always are, my love.❞
↳ Love:♥♥♥♥♥♡♡♡♡♡
❝Don't worry, son. I'll keep you safe. And when she comes back, we'll make a new home. Somewhere safe and special. I promise you.❞
Theme Song➛: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8yRxd...
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Etymology➛
↳[first name]:Ash [Happy in Hebrew]
↳[middle name]:Dark
↳[last name]:Star [Star in Latin]
Society➛
↳[species]: Shiuzen/Enera
↳[rank]:Middle
↳[level of wealth]: 8
↳[level of power..."
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*Enenra
people really mix those up
You're good. Natsuko's approved
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Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Scrappy
↳[last name]: Monty
Society➛
↳[species]:Shizusen
↳[rank]:
a topic of debate really. He leads his family, who are a band of mercenaries, as well as offering his own services to those he believes worthy, be they human, yokai, or god. (so mixture between a rogue, a warrior, and a leader basically)
↳[level of wealth]: 7
↳[level of power]:7.5
Age➛600
⤿birthdate:unknown, he's forgotten
⤿zodiac sign:
MONKEY!(has no clue, just says that when people ask)
Gender➛male
↳Sexual Orientation:straight
↳Relationship Status:single currently
↳Feelings for:open
Physical Apparition ➤
t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hairspiky and brown
↳Eyesgolden yellow
↳Scentwoodsy and musky, much like a monkey.
↳Body Typethin but very muscular
↳Miscellaneous
Always seen with his trusty staff. The staff was made from the bone of a massive, and particularly dense, Ryuraijin and fitted with metal fixings to balance it out more. The staff has yet to be broke, even when he smashed it on the head of various yokai.
Dressing Style➛
tends to wear comfortable clothing that is nevertheless easy to fight in.
History ➤
[Born before the god war, he was raised by his warrior-hermit uncle. He never learned what happened to his parents nor did he truly care. He loved learning to fight from his uncle and picked up very easily. He spent his first century simply sleeping, eating, training, do chores, go to sleep, repeat. Then the gods went to war. His uncle chose to fight and, not wanting to be stuck home alone, went with him. Their Scrappy discovered he was even more of a warrior than his uncle, mercilessly killing anyone who threatened those he now cared for. He was so good that he grew to believe he could beat even the gods.....then he met one.
The fight lasted all of 5 minutes, longer than anyone else thought he could, and in the end the god cursed him to never shift again and even killed his uncle for good measure. Beaten he crawled away to die, how long he laid there he didn't know, hours, days, maybe even weeks, but he does know he was awoken by a bright light. When he looked up he knew he was seeing Amaterasu. He asked if she was going to kill him to please do so already instead of just staring at him. Instead of getting angry she offered him a choice. Follow her and gain greater power, or simply lie there and die. Scrappy chose to live, even if it put him at odds with his former allies.
Amaterasu gave him new power, like his Teleportation, and even restored his strength. With his new found energy and abilities he happily fought for Amaterasu. So much so in fact that, when he heard she had died, he went berserk and had to be chained up for a month before he calmed down enough to grief. After that he left and founded his own clan, having children like him who, while not able to shift, were stronger than others that could shift. Eventually his Clan made a name for itself as strong mercenaries, even getting contracts from Kings and Queens as time went on. He himself eventually earned a reputation as a skilled fighter.
He would have continued believing his goddess was dead if not for the insightful words of a old friend. After his talk things started not to add up and he's been trying to find out the truth for some time. ]
Personality ➤
Trickster, prankster, trouble-maker are words one would use to describe him. He's also a bit of a rebel, rarely giving in to people of authority, and enjoys angering people to their breaking point, he also finds it hilarious when he finds ways to beat supposedly strong fighters with ease. Really easy going type guy.
But this is just the surface layer, the one he shows to everyone. Get to know him however, and even become his friend, you'll find he's loyal and unwavering ally, who always looks out for his friends. He'll put himself in danger for his friends, course he'd put himself in danger anyway. Scrappy is an incredible thrill-seeker and a true warrior at heart, constantly finding stronger and stronger rival to test his skills.
[Main Traits]
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↳basically a Trickster.
↳Likes:
⟹Fun, a good fight, his friends, his current descendant Sun.
↳Dislikes:
⟹
People who can't take a joke, people who harm innocents, exceptionally vile royals and other higher ups, dislikes a few gods (for certain reasons).
Talents/Strengths:
⟹
A born fighter, he knows many fighting styles and adapted them for his own usage.
Bad mouthing, insulting, and basically making people angry.
His agility is on a level above most others, allowing him to do fighting tricks that wouldn't otherwise be possible.
Weaknesses:
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despite his skills as a fighter, should a Gozu or another of the regular type of Warrior(i.e. physically powerful) manage to land a blow on him it's gonna hurt a lot.
His mouth, gets him into a lot of trouble.
Magic in general.
Can't shift like most of his kind.
Eats a LOT!
Sometimes leaps before he looks (literally in some cases).
Abilities
Teleportation-an ability he learned during the god war, he can transport himself, instantly, to anywhere within a 10-mile radius.
Regeneration-stronger than most, he can recover from most wounds rather quickly.
Magic Detection-when magic is actively being used against him, or on those around him, he sneezes. Literally the only time he ever sneezes.
Relationships➛
⤿Family:
Has over 70 children currently alive, 300 grandchildren, and the numbers keep going from there.
Theme Song➛:
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♔ ; ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ K I R I N J I N D O S H
▸ ʜ ᴀ ʀ ᴘʏ ▸ ᴀ ɢ ᴇ ;; ( ɴ/ᴀ ) ◂ ▸ ᴘ ᴏ ᴡ ᴇ ʀ ;; ( 6 ) ◂
┌ ┐ you're the one
T H E S K E L E T O N B O Y calling out, you're the one
└ ┘ calling me to heavan
( i. ) ▬ M A L E
⇁ pansexual ;; panromantic
⇁ currently infatuated ;; none
⇁ no previous relationships
( ii. ) ▬ S A G G I T A R I U S
⇁ december 9
⇁ unknown birthplace
⇁ the overseer of gristolle
( iii. ) ▬ H A R P Y
⇁ power level ;; 6
⇁ among demons ;; highly respected
⇁ reputation ;; yokai revere him
⇁ current rank ;; high ranking nobility
⇁ current rank ;; also royal inventor of gristolle
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‘‘ take my eyes, set them aside, take my face, and desecrate my arms and legs
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▌│█║▌║▌║ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ▌│█║▌║▌
↳A year is a minute for Kirin, a Harpy who's lived to such a ripe old age. He's seen things that no others could even imagine, experienced things that no one else could fathom. He's truly a historical person, a living monument, one of the only members of a species who's numbers are dwindling and continue to do so. But he wasn't all wisdom once upon a time, he didn't used to be the way he is, whispering hexes under his breath and reading necromancer tomes from books written in forgotten languages. He was just a boy with a pair of wings and a smile that could light up the sky. A boy with two parents who were unfortunate victims of a war against the species. Parents who, despite their best efforts, fell to the hands of the Ryuraijin, the last species who could put up an adequate fight against the overarching power. And as a result of their incredible defenses, he was spared, and given a high ranking position. But he had no interest in fighting, no matter how much pride he lost in admitting defeat.
Kirin was on a quest for knowledge. He walked down a path of the arcane, desperately grasping at any opportunity to attain more intelligence, to collect more information on any subject. Even when the war amongst the gods broke out, and the humans forced the strongest yokai underground and in hiding, he only took that as a chance to learn more, studying humans from afar. At first it was nothing but harmless curiosity. But soon as he grew, it became an insatiable lust for knowledge, to know why the humans were different, how they were different. And soon, as his moral compass skewed, he began collecting the bodies of humans, dead or alive, testing, experimenting. He created the demons. He designed them, gave them their powers, a new life. He even has the blueprints.
(IV. ) ▬ S K E L E T O N S
⇁ distastes ;; cold tea, nosy people, mundane, closed minded people
⇁ reveres ;; knowledge, anatomy, demons
⇁ past relations ;; unknown
⇁ all family whereabouts unknown
⇁ currently located in clockwork mansion
⇁ considered a threat to humans
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‘‘ take my heart, pull it apart, take my brain, and what remains, and throw it all away
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▌│█║▌║▌║ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ▌│█║▌║▌↳ Eccentric would be putting it lightly when speaking about Kirin. He's a very creepy person who finds pulling people apart, both mentally and physically, quite enjoyable. From time to time he'll even commit acts of cannabilism for experimental purposes, and he has an insatiable curiosity, which might just be his biggest downfall. He's had a lot of communications with the gods, and has even died in the past, but has been brought back due to how pivotal his role in society is. He invented demons, and was present when the first demon, Finn, arose from the table and massacared his entire team of scientist. Currently, even looking like a young boy in his late teens, he's one of the oldest living beings in the world. Highly respected in the yokai realm as the overseer of Gristolle, never does he complain about being put in a lower position than that of which he was born into.
He's not very bratty, and doesn't like the fact that people are born into their ranks. Rather he believes that people should instead work their way up to high positions, and he is more than certain that he deserves to be where he is now, with what he's contributed to society, and the things he's accomplished. Though deep within, there is a yearning for companionship, no matter how distant he is, or the ponderous esoteric person he is.
(V. ) ▬ APPEARANCE
⇁ human ;; Kirin takes the appearance of a young boy in his late teens with dusty blonde hair and eyes that can go from a crystal blue to a sickly greenish orange back to the depths of the ocean in mere seconds. His skin is soft and creamy like, a porcelain color that doesn't tan easily.
⇁ ultimate ;; His harpy form on the other hand is a lot different. It could be as simple as a pair of bright white wings sprouting from his back, or it could be a disgusting monster with wings that rival those of elder dragons, with eyes that have turned a shade of swamp green, talons with matted feathers as sharp as razors, poised for the kill.
⇁ eyes ;; usually blue
⇁ build ;; in human form scrawny
⇁ scent ;; wildflowers
⇁ voice ;; robert lutece (the ginger dude)
ɪ ɴ s ᴘ ɪ ʀ ᴀ ᴛ ɪ ᴏ ɴ ─── ʙᴏᴅʏ ;; ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ
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Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Scrappy
↳[last name]: Monty
Society➛
↳[species]:Shizusen
↳[rank]:
a topic of debate really. He leads his family, who are a band of mercenaries, as well as offerin..."
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Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Vincent
↳[middle name]: Ace
↳[last name]: Seawell
Society➛
↳[species]: Big Daddy
↳[Occupation]: N/A
↳[rank]: Slave
↳[level of wealth]: 2/10
↳[level of power]: 7
Age➛ 21
⤿birthdate: October 30th
⤿zodiac sign: Scorpio
Gender➛ Male
↳Sexual Orientation: Bi
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for: Kirin
Physical Apparition ➤
http://static.zerochan.net/Sata.Kyouy... (view spoiler)
t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Blonde
↳Eyes Red-ish brown
↳Scent Usually smells like fruit (due to his shampoo)
↳Body Type Muscular
↳Miscellaneous He wears sunglasses outside or when in bright lighting
Dressing Style➛
(view spoiler)
History ➤
Ace grew up in a rather strict household. He was born and raised in the darkest and coldest part of the Yokai Realm as an only child. His parents were a Big Daddy and Little Sister, and often forced Ace to study so that one day when he happened upon his own Little Sister, he would do well to protect her. He had to keep up his studies about the Human and Yokai history, so he rarely had time to go out and enjoy himself, due to always being at home studying or sleeping. Ace wasn't really close with either of his parents. They were rich, and gave him any money he wanted, but they were rarely home and when they were, all they did was scold him for the stuff he didn't do (studying, cleaning house, etc.).
As a child, Ace was quiet and reserved. He had a liking for animals and anything to do with plants. So, if Ace was too stressed out from all the pressure at home, he could be found in some sort of forest or garden reading. Studying was stressful, yes, but it was all he knew, so that's all he usually did. That, and drawing, which he was, and still is, surprisingly good at.
There was a garden he often went to. A place he often went to meet a girl, whom also happened to be his Little Sister. In ranks, of course, not like they had the same parents or anything. This girl went by the name of Amelia, but was often called Amy. She was gentle and kind, cheerful too. The opposite of Ace, in a way. He was gentle and kind too, but he was quiet and rarely ever spoke. That didn't seem to bother her, though. She could do all the talking and he just sat their quietly, listening to her. Her voice was like an angel to him. It was soothing and if he ever got upset, she was probably the only one who could ever calm him down. She had a big dream, however. She wanted to go to the surface. She wanted to see what the rest of the Yokai world had been hiding from them. But, she couldn't go alone. She was fast, sure, but she wasn't strong like Ace, so he had agreed to go up their with her.
It wasn't as he had read about in the books. The world was dark, having little light. Which, being a Big Daddy, he didn't mind. But the place was quiet. Yokai were hidden well, even in scents. The ocean was black against the darkness and the moon, it wasn't a beautiful clear blue like he had imagined. It was then that they realized the Light Goddess really was gone, and that they should return to the Yokai world, but it was far too late. Before they could return, they were attacked by a yokai and forced to fight back, which had given away there species to everyone else. upon doing so, they were attacked on the spot.
At that moment, Ace had learnt what it felt like to have loved and lost as his beautiful Amelia bled out in his arms and he was forcefully taken away and sold to a Royal. He had so much hatred for humans for taking her away, that his personality changed. He had grown to speak his mind, be an ass and do anything in his power to annoy the mortals now. I mean, why not? He was now a slave, so he might as well make it harder for them to control them. He had grown 'insane', you could call it. He's in his right state of mind, but he'll never go back to the quiet, gentle guy he was before.
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Personality ➤ Vincent, or Ace, as some call him, isn't someone others can simply approach, unless you want to make him annoyed and angered, that is. Ace is someone who's got a small intention span. Unless it involves pain on himself or others, or anything dangerous, he doesn't want anything to do with it.
Ace has a mind of his own and can be quite stubborn at times, even when it comes to following orders. It's likely if you tell him to do something, he'll do the opposite just to piss you off and if you tell him he CAN'T do something, he'll most likely do it just to prove you wrong. He doesn't like to admit when he's wrong and it's even rarer to find him apologizing when he is proved wrong.
Ace likes to show up at the last minute to things, even when it comes to protecting someone. He'll show up at the last minute to save them just to get on there nerves. He likes to see the fear in there eyes. He thinks it's funny. Yeah, he's a dick, but he can be a pretty nice guy too. He's distant and hotheaded, sure, but even if he doesn't show it, he does care about others and what they think of him. He just acts like he doesn't because if he does, he feels it'll be used as a weakness against him. So, he makes others think he loves torture and seeing others living in fear, but truth be told, it makes him scared as well.
Ace can be sarcastic at any chance given. He believes "If you don't want a sarcastic answer, you shouldn't ask a dumb question".
He's loyal, however, and if you really do need someone to listen, he'll listen to you. As long as you don't mind him giving a blunt, honest reply to whatever you tell him. But, good thing is, if you tell him it in confidence, he'll keep it to himself. He doesn't believe in exploiting people like that.
He's a bit seductive, which due to his good looks, comes in handy. He uses it mainly to get info out of people, but from time to time he'll flirt with others just to irk his 'master' who he often teases and claims he likes him. I mean, come on, who wouldn't love this blonde asshole? But he knows how to tone it down and be serious as well, if the time calls for it.
He's easy to anger, sure, but the way to get him extremely angry and aggressive is to keep pushing a subject onto him or keep scolding him for the same thing, that usually gets to him. Not to mention he's really possessive over his master, so touching him will often lead to angering Ace as well. Unless, of course, it's harmless. If it's seductive or abusive, however, then you'll really anger him.
Ace doesn't like getting attached to people. So, he keeps a lot of secrets, even from his master. To him, everyone leaves sooner or later, so if you get attached, it'll only lead to heartache in the end. This COULD be one of the main reasons he's such a dick to everyone, because he wants to push them away and make them keep there distance from him, as he does to them.
https://67.media.tumblr.com/a98c87426...Every time I see a shooting star
I wish for you
To be hit by that shooting star.
↳[Abilities]:
*Fire Manipulation (view spoiler)
*Typhoportation (view spoiler)
*Heat Absorption (view spoiler)
[Main Traits]
❖Seductive
❖Sarcastic
❖A bit of a dick (Not really a personality trait, I know)
❖Aggressive when provoked
❖Blunt
❖Distant
❖Stubborn (Likely to do the opposite of what you tell him to do)
❖Straightforward
❖Easy to anger
❖Not always on time (Mostly when it goes to protecting his master. He'll keep him alive, but he'll get their and save him at the last moment)
↳Likes:
⟹ Flowers
⟹ His master (Wont admit it though)
⟹ Kinky shit (Leashes and collars, chains, cages, etc.)
⟹ Bow Ties
⟹ Making his master angry
⟹ Dogs
⟹ Water
↳Dislikes:
⟹ Cats
⟹ Sweets
⟹ Talking about his Little Sister
⟹ Someone touching his master
⟹ Being proved wrong
⟹ Jealousy
Talents/Strengths:
⟹ His 'abilities'
⟹ Close and far off attacks
Weaknesses:
⟹ Talking about his Little Sister
⟹ Shock collars (only thing he doesn't like that's kinky)
⟹ Dogs
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Relationships➛
⤿Family: N/A
Theme Song➛:
♛Dead and Gone by Cult to Follow
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M_mnE...
http://fanaru.com/anime-boys/image/14...Could you maybe shut up kid? The adults are talking.
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┌ ┐ I want you to know
C H A R L E S S N I P P Y with every blow, comes another lie
└ ┘ can you feel my knife?
( i. ) ▬ M A L E
⇁ pansexual ;; panromantic
⇁ currently infatuated ;; unknown
⇁ many previous relations
( ii. ) ▬ C A P R I C O R N
⇁ january 5
⇁ unknown birthplace
⇁ contract killer
( iii. ) ▬ K A G O M E
⇁ power level ;; 7
⇁ among demons ;; respected
⇁ reputation ;; contract killer/reckless mercenary
⇁ current rank ;; low ranking killer
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‘‘ and id better learn to accept that, there are things in my life i just can't control
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▌│█║▌║▌║ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ▌│█║▌║▌↳ In the world of a kagome there are no friends. Parents are enemies. Siblings are enemies. You have no allies in the land of the shadows. No allies but the shadows themselves, the darkness was his refuge. Not books or teas or a fireplace crackling with warmth. It was the dark underdwellings, the vestiges of the cities that kept him alive. He's not very old at all, compared to most, but his wit is hard to match, his self control even more so. And those are two things that get you along in a society that's out to get you. That's the world that Ember survives in, but the world that Charles thrives in. By day he's known as Ember, the kagome just trying to get by, but by night he's Charles Snippy, a renowned mercenary responsible for the deaths of hundreds of helpless yokai. A savage known for his brutality and uncanny sense of humor. Of which he expresses at the wrong moments might I add.
He's not very liked by the yokai community, but he's respected at the least, and that's all he cares about. He's built his reputation from the ground up and the yokai that work with him have to acknowledge that whether they like it or not, he's a hard working person who's done a lot to get where he is now.
(IV. ) ▬ G U N S
⇁ distastes ;; tea, reading, being bored, silence
⇁ reveres ;; killing, coffee, glazing over magazines, classy women
⇁ past relations ;; unknown
⇁ all family whereabouts unknown
⇁ current whereabouts unknown
⇁ considered a threat to anyone he's contracted to kill
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‘‘ with every blow, comes another lie, do you think it's alright? can you feel my knife?
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▌│█║▌║▌║ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ▌│█║▌║▌↳ If he weren't a six foot two, above averagely muscular man, sarcasm would probably be his only defense. But it's not, because he happens to be a six foot two, above averagely muscular man. And thank god for that otherwise he'd probably be dead by now. Let's face it, he's kind of a dick. He's entitled for one and a little bit arrogant, and he doesn't really like people in general. But he happens to gravitate towards emotional people due to his own lack of emotion. Sometimes he needs incentive to continue conversations with people because he's so brutally honest and despises small talk.
He doesn't give the best first impression, and tends to make people feel unwanted or unneeded when around him. He also presents himself as someone of vast intelligence due to his vivid vocabulary, even though he's not the sharpest tool in the shed. He's a sly guy, and knows how to talk his way out of bad situations. And if talking doesn't work he still has his muscle. And if his muscle doesn't work then he's pretty much dead, rip.
As a mercenary he doesn't talk much, aside from the occasional smart remark. He gets the job done and hides his face with his signature gas mask, of which he bought half price at a halloween store. He doesn't like it when his victims see his real face, which is why he adorns the mask in the first place.
(V. ) ▬ APPEARANCE
⇁ human ;; He's six feet of absolute muscle, a tuft of white hair atop his head and a scar running across his face that he doesn't really like to talk about. It's clear he could probably knock around a few heads, and he doesn't have a problem doing so.
⇁ shadow ;; It's basically just him but in all black. He's hard not to notice as shadow though. Sometimes he can extend his limbs as a shadow, arms, legs, make himself look bigger than he actually is.
⇁ eyes ;; golden
⇁ build ;; quite masculine, nicely muscled
⇁ scent ;; vanilla
⇁ voice ;; he's the dude that looks like him woo
ɪ ɴ s ᴘ ɪ ʀ ᴀ ᴛ ɪ ᴏ ɴ ─── ɪғ ɪ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ғᴇᴇʟ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ;; ᴘʜᴏᴇɴɪx
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「01.」 Species
━━━ Okami
▾ ⋮ steals from anyone who can afford to replace it, never steals from those who can't afford to lose things
▾ ⋮ Thief
▾ ⋮ power lvl 3.5
▾ ⋮ wealth 7
「02.」Age
━━━ 416ish
▾ ⋮ doesn't know
「03.」Sex
━━━ Male
▾ ⋮ homosexual
▾ ⋮ singleatm
▾ ⋮ no crushes
Jake is generally a very laid back kind of guy. He tends to not worry about things and just go with the flow. He has a bad habit of trying to crack jokes at serious times, though when needed he'll try and whip up something to cheer Finn up if he's feeling down or disheartened. He's always willing to give input or advice about something that's happening, but he's pretty inconsistent when it comes to doling out advice. He can range from something actually encouraging and helpful, to ridiculous nonsense that occasionally ticks Finn off more if he's already mad. Despite being easy-going and laid back, certain things will set him off, usually these things pertain to Finn and his well-being, which is why if it comes to saving Finn, he can easily be persuaded or manipulated into doing dangerous or irresponsible things if it means saving his brother. Jake hates reading because he has dyslexia and the words dance around on the page, so he's never really bothered to learn much and makes Finn read things for him. He is, however, super stubborn about being able to do things himself, so he always gets Finn to read things for him discreetly without giving away that he can't read himself.a d o r e s ⋮⋮ Finn, dessert, Finn's food, napsP O W E R S
a b h o r s ⋮⋮ Reading, spicy food, thunder, chocolate(makes him really sick like a dog; still eats it sometimes though)
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Jake is not the tallest guy around, coming in only around 6 feet even, there are definitely those taller and he doesn't consider himself that tall. He has hair white like freshly fallen snow and bright blue eyes. His skin color is a warm terra cotta brown, marred only here and there by pink scars marking where he'd been injured and healed from it. When he gets nervous or anxious, he has a bad habit of starting to steal whatever he can get his hands on, usually small items like forks or spoons, but it can also be jewelry and even food sometimes. There has been many times where he gets anxious in public and Finn has tried to cover for him and they bail after Finn returns the 20 spoons he took.
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Jake is a pretty relaxed guy, and so his clothing style is usually just whatever he can grab and wear. For some reason, a lot of deep v neck shirts seem to end up being grabbed, and if he has a button up shirt, he nearly never buttons it and thus he'll walk around with his muscular chest completely exposed. He wears pretty much any kind of pants, usually ones he doesn't have to button up with elastic waists. He likes wearing clothes that are blue, green and gold the most.Wall Crawling [ ✩ ] · · · Jake can climb walls and stay unto ceilings. He does not deny gravity, but has the ability to adhere to surfaces unaided. However in order to truly be "crawling" on the wall, he must be able to maintain balance for long periods of time. The way he 'crawls' is by using his other ability, claw retraction, digging his nails in to hold himself in place or maneuver. His supernatural reflexes kick in as well to help make sure that if(actually its more like when) he falls so that the chances of him really hurting himself is mitigated upon falling.S K I L L S
Supernatural Reflexes [ ✩ ] · · · Jake has an unnaturally superior reaction speed over his species due to a real piece of luck on his part and his genes, that means his capabilities are pushed beyond the natural level and he is able to react faster than normal members of the Okami without the need to train.
Claw Retraction [ ✩ ] · · · Jake can project and retract razor sharp claws made of bone that emerges from his fingertips. The bone is denser and stronger than bone in other parts of his body, and while it could be used for offensive purposes, he more often than not just uses it for wall crawling or smaller purposes like opening plastic wrapping and cutting rope and whatnot.Access and Occlusion · · · Jake can lock or unlock, and sometimes even activate or deactivate any type of lock or security system that can be used to lock a gate, door or window. Of course, he's not perfect, but since he's been doing it for so long he's really learned his way around various security systems and locking mechanisms and is rather proficient.W E A P O N S
Pickpocket · · · Over the years, Jake developed the ability to not just discreetly lift items from the pockets of those unsuspecting (with reflexes heightened to where he notices before the person looks and withdraws his hand) but he can also (sometimes) actually put items into the persons pocket without them noticing. He's done this on a few occasions, lifting an item and replacing it with something of equal weight and size so that the person doesn't know anything is missing until they reach for their pocket, which by then he is long gone.
Anxiety Thievery · · · Not really a skill so much as a response to high levels of stress, anxiety and especially fear. When he experiences high levels of these negative emotions, his habitual and even instinctual response is to start stealing items that are near at hand. Not even necessarily things worth money either, or at least he does not notice at that moment in time. It's generally whatever items he can fit into his pockets, and this does not exclude food.weapon · · · description ( include proficiency, frequency of use, location on person, and general appearance )▽ ＢＡＣＫＳＴＯＲＹ
Jake was an unwanted child born into a loveless marriage....if they were ever even married. He honestly has no idea. They ditched him first chance they got and should he ever make his way back when he was a young child, believing himself to have been lost by accident, they just did it again, oftentimes after beating him until he realized that they never wanted to see him again, that he was worthless, trash in their eyes, moreso because of how weak he was even as a child. He might as well have been an orphan from that point on, surviving by his wits and his reflexes, learning to break into places and steal to survive, sleeping up on rooftops where he'd be safer thanks to his wallcrawling. He thought he'd be stuck living on the streets forever, barely able to get enough food to get by, and then he met someone. Finn Flannagan. They were an unlikely pairing that became fast friends and after a few months, Finn started to let him stay over at his house on rainy nights or cold nights. A year or so later, and Jake was basically living at the house and was no longer stealing. The way Finn was acting regarding yokai hunters and his dangerous habits made him nervous, but he couldn't say anything without revealing himself that he was a demon and since Finn was human at the time, he desperately didn't want to tell him and lose their friendship.
And then, disaster struck. It felt like Jake had only just gotten to where he was adopted into the family by Finn's parents when Finn was kidnapped, though realistically it was some time after. People assumed he was dead, but Jake refused to give up and started to hunt for him. It took time, longer than he likes to admit, but not being inherently strong made things like intimidating for information difficult. But, he found Finn, and he broke him out only to see that he'd been turned into something else entirely if the killing and absorbing of souls was anything to go by. He was terrified of course, but Finn was family, his family. All he had left after Finn's parents died, and he wasn't going to let go....except Finn disappeared in the chaos because of what he was and yet again, Jake went on the hunt for him. Jake tried to use money to buy Finn back when he found him as a slave, but when that didn't work, he resorted to breaking him out like before, and this time he refused to leave him. They ended up getting a place together and he's so glad that he still has Finn, even though he had to admit to being an Okami and not human like Finn originally thought.▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ Ｉ
▻ mother - Martha - unknown
▻ father - James - unknown
▻ mother - Fiona Flannagan - deceased
▻ father - Donovan Flannagan - deceased
▻ sibling - Finn Flannagan - alive
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▻ eventual friend - Nyguard
▻ friend/roommate - Wylie
▻ infatuation - open
Mod
╬❝Do you want something to eat, sweet thing?❞╬Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Elva Louise Bianca Araluen
↳[Nickname]: Angel
Society➛
↳[species]: Human
↳[rank]: Middle-class
↳[level of wealth]: 7
↳[level of power]: 3
Age➛
⤿birthdate: April 7th
⤿zodiac sign: Aries
Gender➛ Female
↳Sexual Orientation: Straight
↳Relationship Status: Single... Taken... no, wait, single again.
↳Feelings for: Hot guys
Physical Apparition ➤
t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair: Blonde, long, fine, but plentiful and luxorious.
↳Eyes: Blue limpid pools of gorgeous depth.
↳Scent: Vanilla and coffee
↳Body Type: Hourglass
↳Miscellaneous: Curvy and muscular, but she weighs 105 lbs. She's 5'4", petite. Her skin is immaculate. She has never really needed any makeup.
Dressing Style➛ Sundresses, cute beach shorts, and tops that don't really touch her shoulders. She gets itchy shoulders, and doesn't mind if it's cold, even.
History ➤ Elva was born in a happy home with her mother and father, and they raised her until she was ten. Then, they went on a trip and the Yokai killed her family, abandoning the girl in the woods. She was taken in by a baker, who taught her the way of cooking and of self defense, Karate and Aikido. She moved to the big city and set up a popular shop, popular because of its treats or because of her body, who knows? She has attracted the eye of many young men, nobility too, but she turns them all down eventually, because they get in the way of her own personal freedom.
Personality ➤ She's the most sweet, kind girl. She adopts stray animals and owns a bakery. She is really, immensely generous to the poor, but she can afford it because she has wealthy sponsors. She has no hopes of finding a good, kind man, because she's dated too many people that just want to take over her business, have a hot girl, and make a profit off of her work. Good thing she knows how to defend herself, because she's also really naturally clever, too! Even though the Yokai murdered her parents brutally, she knows it was an isolated incident and begs for pace between Humans and Yokai.
[Main Traits]
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↳ She's super sweet and perfectly kind
* Independent
* Loving
↳Likes:
⟹* Cute animals
* Helping others
* Flowers
↳Dislikes:
⟹* How clumsy she is -she breaks a dish every other day, and usually trips over onto the laps of cute men.
* How she sneezes like a kitten when presented with wildflowers, but she adores them anyways.
* A tiny freckle on her knee, her one imperfection.
Talents/Strengths:
⟹ * Singing -her voice is to die for!
* Dancing -she may be clumsy, but not while waltzing!
* Baking -Her confectionery creations are really delightfully delicious!
Weaknesses:
⟹ * She hates soup and stew and won't cook them for anybody. They always turn out badly...
* She might trip a couple of times and ruin some of stuff she's made.
* Even though she's a master of hand to hand, she doesn't know how weapons work, really, but she could be good with a sword if she tried.
Relationships/Family➛ Her parents are dead, but she has an adopted baker father. Her boyfriends have been too numerous to count.
Theme Song➛:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0rNfZ...
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「01.」 Gozu
━━━ enlisted as a mercenary
▾ ⋮ extensive list of clients
▾ ⋮ currently unemployed
▾ ⋮ power lvl : 9.5
▾ ⋮ wealth : 6 ; warrior class
「02.」Twenty-One
━━━ born v/xi.
▾ ⋮ tyvia, serkonos
「03.」Male
━━━ cis gender
▾ ⋮ panromantic demisexual
▾ ⋮ taken
▾ ⋮ finn
Nygard isn't exactly the friendliest person to grace the planet. In fact, most would be wise in avoiding him. With his already intimidating presence and natural affinity to glare at most people, you could say that he would likely kill you with hesitating. And you wouldn't be wrong. It's not a matter of right and wrong; it's a matter of whether or not you've pissed him off. And doing that leaves you royally screwed. The smallest of things can set him off. Not having manners is certainly the fastest way, or touching something that belongs to him. Of course, he can always do the same thing he hates to other people without much hesitation. That whole "do unto others" bullshit just doesn't fly with him. Gard, it's a matter of respect. That's something earned, yes, but as much as people fear him, they should respect him. Otherwise, they'll have one more thing to add to their nightmare fuel. But, then again, Nygard has always had the ability to scare people without much effort. It's all a matter of how he decides to look for the day, and most cases the bags under his eyes from lack of sleep do most of the trick. He could so much as glance in someone's general direction and they just might piss themselves. Don't even think about getting him to smile; that's scared away a bunch of children before. The only one that doesn't seem to mind--and actually begs for a smile--is his daughter Neeta.
Everyone knows that Gard has an explosive temper. It's honestly the biggest issue he has and getting it worked doesn't look like a possibility for the near future. There are only a few people who ever withstand his rage and they can all be counted down on one hand. Once his buttons are pushed, whatever's in his way is either barreled through or ripped apart. This tends to get him in trouble with lots of different types, though he can easily hold his own against a vast number of people. This still doesn't help, though. It means he can cause quite a bit of destruction and it would take that much force to bring him down. Gard's pretty sure he's on a number of shit lists because of this, and honestly he couldn't care less. He's reckless in a way that suits him, but really shouldn't. He's aware that Neeta is also in danger with his behavior like this, but it's hard to ignore how capable he is to defend her. Hell, look at her the wrong way and you could become a lifesize pretzel.
Gard doesn't much look like the kind of person that generally cares about others, but there are few that he does care about. Those are the people he might outwardly call his possessions or mark as his. But once they're "his", he does everything in his power to assure that they stay that way. His friends, his family, his his his. Being able to say that, to add that single possessive word, makes him feel a certain way he can't put into words. Getting to be part of that feeling, though, isn't as hard as many people think. It's a matter of having the right stuff, and most people don't have it. The key factor: not being scared shitless by him. If you actually have the guts to challenge him, he might actually take a liking to you. In most cases, though, it takes a little more than that. Aside from being vocal about certain attractions, he loves a challenge. Anything too easy and he loses interest quickly. But like everything that he can attach "his" to, he doesn't let go.a d o r e s ⋮⋮ neeta ; smoking ; violence ; cherry-flavored things ; cherries ; drinkingP O W E R S
a b h o r s ⋮⋮ explaining himself ; authority figures ; late payments ; his possessions being messed with
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Intimidating is a good word to use when thinking about Nygard. Aside from a piercing green-eyed gaze, the one thing that really gets to people about Gard is his near-perpetual scowl. It doesn't help that his naturally narrow eyes tend to form a natural glare. Lined with full lashes, his eyes are decidedly his most captivating feature. Captivating or frightening; it's a bit reliant on personal taste. He's got a jawline that could go for miles, and lips that are a harsh and full reminder that someone's getting his love. That aside, his teeth are a whole other matter. Contrary to the popular belief that he shaved his teeth down to sharp points, they're genetically inclined to be as sharp as they are. Two piercings are situated on his lips, usually rings. Several more can be found both ears, numbering six in total. He's tall, a neat six foot five. This doesn't seem to help with the scare factor of his general attitude. His skin is pale and laced with scars from previous jobs he's taken on. The most noticeable would be higher up on his chest. Lean and muscular, he's nothing to sneeze at. At his hips are two piercings, and for the lucky few that get further down are two more surprise piercings. These, of course, aren't openly talked about so most don't know that he has them. Though Gard stands with a slight slouch, he's still an intimidating figure to take in. His voice is deep and rough and reminds people of a storm brewing. His words tend to die off in a near-growl if he opts to speak to anyone.
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Nygard generally sticks to whatever he feels is comfortable. It isn't likely to see him in any sort of formal dress, especially not when he's on a mission. This tends to lead people to believe he doesn't take his job seriously, but he does. His favorite color just so happens to be green, and if his clothes don't reek of cheap whiskey and blood, they will soon enough.enhanced physical abilities [ ✩✩✩✩✩ ] · · · as gozu, it's only expected that Nygard is gifted with enhanced physical proweress, even among yokai. which makes it all the more reason not to fuck with him.S K I L L S
feral mind [ ✩✩✩✩✩ ] · · · user is able to tap into a primal, unstoppable rage that further enhances physical ability. it generally brings them closer to being animals mentally. it's also noted that user has a greatly dulled sense of pain.
regenerative healing [ ✩ ] · · · user has the ability to heal self. the power itself isn't very strong, and takes some time to kick in.close combat · · · they're basics, honestly. it would be embarassing if Nygard didn't hhave these skills, that's for sure.W E A P O N S
muy thai · · · legal usage of knees and elbows? sport meant for killing? count him in. Nygard and his siblings are particularly well versed in the killing art and he uses it generously.
weapon adapability · · · the olen clan is famed for their ability to pick up whatever is around and somehow turn it into a weapon of mass destruction. old man olen was pretty scary with a spoon and nygard could honestly not be trusted with a penny when in a bad state.long odachi · · · the sword itself is fairly long, at around roughly five feet long. it's his preferred weapon of choice when he's actually being choosy, a gift given to him. the hilt is a brilliant shade of green with a blue snake charm dangling off of it. when he does carry it with him--usually for jobs--it's either strapped on his back or carried in is hand.▽ ＢＡＣＫＳＴＯＲＹ
The Olen clan had always boasted having a large number in their ranks, excluding those not related by blood. So it made a whole lot of sense when Nygard and his siblings were born that there would be many of them. Most would assume that they were like a daycare rather than a prestige family of guards and mercenaries. The only thing that might have made it possible for people to not mistake them for anyone else was the family's undeniable--and highly famed--features. Taken from the first Olen, each was imbued with the trademark glare and smile that sent chills down your spine. Nygard was no different.
From a young age, the children were brought up in a Spartan lifestyle. They were raised in an environment similar to a battlefield. Simple chores were done based on ranking within the family, determined weekly by the number of bouts they got into with their siblings and how many of them they won. Among the younger of the children, Nygard wasn't always at the top, but he rose quickly. By the time he was seven, he'd secured a steady seat in the top five.
Dirty and underhanded tricks were never far from his reach and he used them to his advantage. This pleased his father, but concerned his mother. She had married in, and thus wasn't so sure about how she felt about the whole family set-up. She sat her children down around the time Nygard was nine, and explained that fighting dirty was not the thing to do. Soon enough, each child began to pride themselves in fighting fairly. Their father didn't stop this development, but instead watched how it played out.
Having spent their younger years experimenting with sneak-attacks and charades, they had fortified themselves in being able to spot them and thus improved. At twelve years old, Nygard was paired with his sister Awi. They were close enough in age that they could work evenly, and thus were sent out on their first mission together. The pairing was tasked with guarding a high profile yokai heiress. But the catch was that the young charge had a penchant for venturing above ground if her guardians weren't careful. They spent three months with her, Awi attempting to persuade her not to go where they couldn't rightly follow. Needless to say, she didn't listen and they were the ones that had to bring her back.
It was then that they had their first run-in with yokai hunters. They'd been trained and instructed on how best to deal with them, though it was clear that each had their own style. Their charge went unharmed at the end of the tussle, but the two of them were not so lucky. Battered and beaten, they half-dragged her back to the yokai realm and reported what had happened. The family that had hired them were more alarmed by their appearance and concerned than their father was when they arrived back home. Giving their usual report--a detailed account of the day, what they could have done better, and the like--they found themselves under the discerning glare of their father. Needless to say, all of the children had a certain level of fear and respect for their father, especially when he was in one of his moods. Norithe, according to both Nygard and Awi even to this day, actually smiled. He told them how proud he was of them, and then the smile was gone and they were sent to their mother for her to fret over them. They were too stunned to put up much of a fight when she expertly bandaged them and splinted broken wrists and arms.
As well as Awi and Nygard worked together, they also clashed. They had varying opinions on what to do and how to do their work. They were in constant competition, with both being exceptionally sore losers. But most of all, Nygard had a habit of putting himself in danger to protect Awi and she wasn't having any of it. There came a time when they were sixteen and on a large scale mission that involved several of their other siblings. Nygard maneuvered himself in the way of Awi at every turn, shielding her from would-be threats. Unbeknownst to him and the rest of their siblings involved, she had made a deal with the other side. It had paid more and meant that she would no longer be under Nygard.
While everyone was distracted, she slipped away. Nygard was the first to notice, but maybe only because she attacked him. Not sure of what exactly was happening, he fought her. As they fought, she let loose everything that she had been holding back and a few lies. Insults were flung around in a venomous way that was outside of their usual mode of conversing. To hear all that she had to say was enough to set him off, and before he realized it, he'd taken one of her arms. More so in shock than actual pain, Awi conceded. He carried her back home and she was taken from the employment roster in the family. Rather than be shunned, she was to be watched at all hours to make sure something like her betrayal didn't repeat itself.
Nygard would never admit it, but he blamed himself. He'd never really given her a chance and there she was without an arm. They were lucky that she didn't bleed out. With that, he began to put on assignment outside of the family, and this is where he met Cheyenne.
In his words, she was a crazy bitch. Reckless and unpredictable, she was a wrecking ball. And for whatever reason, she was madly in love with him. Nygard didn't reciprocate these feelings for the first two years that they somehow found themselves together. It had been a matter of convenience on his part, taking advantage of the fact that she loved him to mooch off of her. But she persisted and held fast to her affection for him. She'd drag him out with her and while he didn't deny the proposals of anyone that approached him, she was there to play the part of the crazy-jealous girlfriend. Crazy enough to leave them pretty badly beaten and jealous enough to step over them to cry to Gard.
At one point or another, he found himself loving her. Not that he ever openly showed it before. And then she announced that she was pregnant. He, much to his chagrin, tucked tail and disappeared for a few weeks. Entirely unprepared for something like fatherhood, Gard took that time to decide what it was he wanted to do. When he did return, Cheyenne was waiting. He'd allowed her to kick his ass before he said anything. In a fit of laughter from her, the issue was resolved and he proposed. She said no, though. She didn't want him to feel like he ought to do it out of obligation. In fact, she was livid with the idea that he only wanted to marry her because she was carrying his child.
Neeta was born several months later, with the undeniable proof that Nygard was the father ( it's kind of hard to when she looked almost like a carbon copy of him ). Cheyenne was benched from work for a while, until their daughter was one. It was around this time that she gifted him with the sword that he still uses and the rest of his family was called in. A parade of scarred siblings--some missing limbs or without certain senses--came and went. His father managed to stop in to bless the couple and their child before his death. It had been a long and slow battle with a wound that hadn't quite healed right. It was already expected that the members of his family wouldn't live long, and his mother followed suit in her grief.
Black envelopes came in one by one as cousins and siblings fell in battle or while recuperating from wounds. With a one-year-old daughter and a soon-to-be fiance, the envelopes were like warnings themselves. And then Cheyenne said she wanted to get back to work. He complied only because he didn't want her to worry. His own worries buried deep, they kissed their daughter goodbye as they left for Cheyenne's last job. He can remember vividly the optimism and confidence she exuded as she promised Neeta she would return in no time, and that the babysitter would be temporary ( Awi had volunteered for the job and Neeta was still a little uncomfortable with her one-armed aunt ).
But Cheyenne never came home. Not all of her, at least. As he'd always said, she was a crazy bitch. She should have been more focused. He should have paid more attention. Maybe then he wouldn't have just carried home a severed head ( which is still somewhere in the house and he's sure anyone else outside of the family would have been freaked out ). Her head and shoulders were separated by the wayward blade of an amateur in their ranks. Needless to say, they didn't make it out of the ordeal, either. But it didn't change the fact that Cheyenne was gone and Neeta was without a mother.
So Nygard tried to fill that void. Or, well, he's working on it. He's got a long way to go.▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ Ｉ
▻ mother - Amaya Olen - deceased
▻ father - Norithe Olen - deceased
▻ siblings - Nyia, Niv, Nelk, Noi, Natye, Nemara, Amo, Ayoi, Aies, Alk, Anais, Awi Olen - assorted
▻ daughter - Neeta Olen - alive
▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ ＩＩ
▻ baby mother - Cheyenne Vika - deceased
▻ employer - Julian McNamara ( kt )
▻ friend - Jake Flannagan ( kiks )
▻ friend - Wylie Letts
▻ infatuation - Finn Flannagan ( kt )
(view spoiler)▽ ＢＡＣＫＳＴＯＲＹ▽ ＤＩＳＰＯＳＩＴＩＯＮ
「01.」 Species
━━━ Okami
▾ ⋮ clientel
▾ ⋮ noble; inherited riches/he's also studied to be a doctor
▾ ⋮ power lvl 7.5
▾ ⋮ wealth 9
「02.」Age
━━━ 25
▾ ⋮ Gristolle
「03.」Sex
━━━ Male
▾ ⋮ homosexual
▾ ⋮ single
▾ ⋮ crushes; none
Sanryuu has always been rather composed and confident in his power; displaying a calm and calculating personality most of the time when it comes to engaging others. This overall personality type means that most of his actions are what helps keep his thoughts relatively clear of emotional influence. Or rather, it keeps it from involuntary emotional influence. Despite his calm and composed outward behavior, he has shown himself to be of a mischievous sort on more than one occasion, most often around the few people he might call friends. He will tease someone mercilessly if it so amuses him, and has been known to do so to the point that the person will get angry enough to fight him. However, he is quite the formidable foe in battle... if he has to fight that is. He'd rather have someone else take care of most battles if it is spurred from someone getting mad about his teasing. That's where one of his servants come in handy, actually. In an actual fight, he will hang back in a battle if he has others to fight first so he can access his enemies power level and decide on the best way to take him down while expending the least amount of energy. Some people have called this a ‘lazy’ approach, but he sees it as the smartest way to take down an enemy. He can be incredibly seductive when he puts his mind to it, or rather he finds someone he wishes to….acquire, in a manner of speaking. With a voice that can easily turn from calm and almost empty, to dark, husky and incredibly sexy in a matter of seconds, it’s very rare for Sanryuu to walk away from an encounter with someone he’s interested in without the person being entirely enamored with him. He’s been known to show ADHD like tendencies, though he is not hampered by it, merely that he has little to no tenacity of purpose in regards to some things; and if something else interests him, he’ll abruptly turn away from what he was doing.a d o r e s ⋮⋮ painting, origami, drawing, jewelry making, people watching, tending to his bonsai tree, gardening, dancing(sexual dancing that is), writing poetry, animal watching, Peace and quiet, rain, stars, birds, dogsP O W E R S
a b h o r s ⋮⋮ Cats(allergic), cacophonous noise, spicy food, the cold, people messing with his hair(he'll kill them)
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Sanryuu is an extremely handsome Okami male, who stands at 6'1" in his human form. He's rather slender, with fair skin like ivory and pointy ears. With golden eyes and slitted pupils, a purple crescent moon on his forehead beneath bangs of white hair that falls down past his waist, and magenta stripes on each cheek and eyelid, he's not exactly someone who looks human, unless that human was playing dress up. He's a very meticulous person when it comes to caring for his appearance, and can't abide getting messy or muddy.
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Sanryuu's armor includs a spiked pauldron that covers his left shoulder attached to the upper section of his cuirass and "lotus petal" faulds. Both his armor and his long flowing sash have a decidedly Chinese influence, as opposed to the customary Japanese armor and obi. His kimono is mostly white with a red and white cherry blossom flower crest at the collar and sleeves, showing that he is of high ranking birth. He wears sashinuki hakama which are gathered at the ankles, producing a "ballooning" effect. His footwear consists of black ankle-high boots, also reminiscent of Chinese influence. On his right shoulder is his mokomoko-sama, the fur and tail of his true form which he retains in his humanoid form. (reference for appearance taken from InuYasha wiki)Danger Intuition [ ✩ ] · · · Sanryuu has essentially a heightened sixth sense that allows him to perceive nearing danger as well as acute, potential immediate and sometimes impeding danger. He can sense unwanted or hectic threats to his well being and thanks to his enhanced senses and reflexes, can also evade it. This comes in handy quite often considering his mannerisms often upset others and make them want to lash out.S K I L L S
Mend [ ✩ ] · · · Sanryuu can restore biotic organisms to their optimal health through curing damaged or withered cells, as well as healing things such as broken bones or even diseases. He has the potential to heal nearly anything given enough practice, but in order to use his ability, the person must be alive, even if hanging by a thread. If they die, his power ceases to work as bringing someone back from the dead can not be done with regular healing and instead requires the ability of resurrection. At the moment, his healing can do anything modern technology can heal, but faster, as well as being able to regrow lost limbs and internal organs. To small degrees he can also heal minor damage to nerves, though cannot bring back or fix damaged nerves in the brain pertaining to memories. Sometimes his healing can cause pain for the person he is treating, and the only way he can use the power needs him to have direct skin to skin contact with the person and his complete focus, leaving him vulnerable to attack if he is alone. (hence having Asta)
Sedation [ ✩ ] · · · A useful power in Sanryuu's work, and rather self explanatory. He can tranquilize living organisms into a somnolent/hypnotized/sedated state, allowing him to subdue opponents without lethal force. Considering his work as a doctor, this comes in handy on the occasion that someone is hopped up on adrenaline and in a violent state in general as it saves people from being hurt while trying to do their jobs. He has used it once or twice on his slave, Asta as well, to keep her from hurting someone when he was first training her (though she probably doesn't know it). And he's used it a few times on people who piss him off so he could leave and stop dealing with their bullshit.Enhanced senses · · · This isn't really a skill per se, more like something he has as an Okami. Sight, Smell, Hearing and Taste are all heightened thanks to his wolf half, and it carries over into his human form as well.W E A P O N S
Enhanced Reflexes · · · Another perk of having a wolf form means that his reflexes are heightened and that combined with his danger sense means that he is often able to react to things before people can anticipate it and thus has the advantage. Though it is not often used in a combat sense since he makes staying out of a fight a rather high priority.Bakusaiga · · · Bakusaiga takes on the form of a katana with a unique design. The backside of its blade features various rune-like lines running along it with a beige hilt featuring the same design. When unleashing its power, Bakusaiga's blade glows a vivid emerald-green.(view spoiler)
Sanryuu was born to a rather wealthy noble family, the Zuhivo's. He was the result of an arranged marriage between two houses that wanted an heir, and he was immensely spoiled and well brought up with plenty of tutors to make sure he had the best education possible. He was taught to look down on those in a lower caste, but was also left alone for long periods of time. Thanks to all the servants in the mansion they lived in, he never had to take care of any menial task, which also meant he really didn't learn how to care for himself in anything besides his hair, which he cleaned himself daily and brushed often. He started to study medicine to become a doctor at around 14 and his parents, knowing doctors got paid big money, put their full weight behind it, even hiring doctors to come over and teach him things that you can't learn in a school. His parents were killed by Yokai hunters and he inherited all of their things. Unfortunately, he didn't get their servants too, they were all freed as per their will. For a while, he just went out to eat whenever he was hungry since he couldn't cook, and would buy new clothes when his got dirty, but eventually he noticed a particularly vicious okami that he took as his bodyguard, and after he'd 'tamed' her, he also got a housekeeping slave named Amaris.
▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ Ｉ
▻ mother - Hidehira Zuhivo - deceased
▻ father - Kenjiro Zuhivo - deceased
▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ ＩＩ
▻ slave/bodyguard - Asta
▻ slave - Amaris
▻ eventual friend - Finn
Mod
▽ ＤＩＳＰＯＳＩＴＩＯＮ
「01.」 Species
━━━ Demon
▾ ⋮ Businesswoman/Lawyer
▾ ⋮ anyone who wants to make a deal
▾ ⋮ power lvl : 6
▾ ⋮ wealth : 8
「02.」Age
━━━ 79
▾ ⋮ born February 9
「03.」Sex
━━━ female
▾ ⋮ pansexual
▾ ⋮ single
▾ ⋮ no crushes
Julian is a woman who knows what she wants, and she knows exactly how to get it. She's clever and an excellent manipulator, and she knows how to persuade people to give her what it is that she wants. It's easy for her to convince people that what she wants is just what you want. She'll do anything, say anything to convince people. But she's no liar, she always follows through on her deals. If she doesn't fulfill her end of the deal, she doesn't make the other person fill out theres. It's all part of her reputation. And her reputation is well earned, as she will always fulfill her end of the deal... but she'll make sure the other person fulfills theirs. She doesn't get her hands dirty herself, she sends one of the stronger people on her payroll to go do it. If someone pisses her off she gets the problem solved, and all she has to do is lift a finger to have her bodyguards rip someone's head off. It's not something she likes doing, despite her ferocious reputation, but she's willing to if she has to. She acts like more of an asshole than she really is except to her employees, who are actually treated rather well. She doesn't have a lot of actual physical contact with the majority of her staff, but the ones she's with a lot, like her bodyguards, get a head's up about how she acts and a cash bonus. For the most part, she's pretty reserved. Of course it's not like she doesn't have emotions, but she knows that they don't help make deals. And if there's anything she knows, it's how to make deals. She runs a whole business, making dozens of contracts for souls a day. She organizes a network of people of any species making contracts and sells each contract for a nice profit, running a whole business on souls. She doesn't have many close friends, preferring to focus on her business rather than her personal life, but the select few she has get the distinct privilege of calling her Jules.P O W E R S
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Looking at Julian, no one would guess the power she has over people. She may not be super strong with her own powers, but she has control over a lot of people with her large network and employees. But she's small, almost delicate in stature and appearance at barely over 5 feet tall. Short white hair frames her face and her sharp chin, generally pushed back behind her ears out of the way. Her red eyes and perfectly straight posture are the only actual intimidating things about her, plus that she's generally with a few bodyguards. Her voice is generally deceptively soft, leading to people underestimating her frequently. She always looks good, with her hair perfectly brushed and styled around her face. Generally she wears suits and ties, occasionally delving into the realm of nice sweaters or blazers. She currently really enjoys a white shirt she got, buttoned up asymmetrically to the side, with the collar open. Everything about her is put together and up to date, not a hair out of place.telekinesis [ ✩ ] · · · User can influence/manipulate/move objects/matter with their mind. Telekinesis is one of the basis of many superpowers that are based on "controlling/manipulating".S K I L L S
persuasion [ ✩ ] · · · The user can compel people by speaking, the victims are unable to disobey; the seemingly cogent commandment is far too compelling. She cannot generally compel people to do major things like hurt themselves or other people, it's more simply making them want to believe in what she says.
social magnetism [ ✩ ] · · · Users can attract or repel others, making targets feel a pull towards the user, even if they can't justify it, and feel immediately bonded. The effect can also be used in reverse, so that those who fall in range of the user's powers feel repelled and distance themselves from the source.
cryokinesis [ ✩ ] · · · User can create, shape and manipulate ice, water frozen into a solid state and appears naturally in forms of snow, hail, icicles, ice spikes and candles, glaciers, pack ice, frost, and polar ice caps, and cold by reducing the kinetic energy of atoms and thus making things colder, for various effects and combinations.manipulation · · · it's not hard for jules to get people to do exactly what she wants, even if she makes them think they're doing it for themselves.W E A P O N S
persuasion · · · something about her just makes people want to make her happy. she can make them want to do anything, just because she asks.
threats · · · although she rarely gets her own hands dirty, she has enough people under her payment that she can easily get someone else to beat up or kill whoever needs to be beaten up or killed.
seduction · · · it's just yet another way to control people, and she has it down to a science at this point.weapon · · · description ( include proficiency, frequency of use, location on person, and general appearance )▽ ＢＡＣＫＳＴＯＲＹ
Julian's father was a second generation demon, with his father being one of the ones created. His wife, however, was a few more down. Still, the two of them did anything they could to stay happy, even with the hatred of the other species. They had a daughter they named Julian, and did their best to keep her subtle and happy. She ran and played with other kids, not realizing that her species only scared them into listening to her. She rose to the top, even in elementary school. As she grew older, into high school, Jules never lost her ability to draw people in. People liked her. But still, the more some people liked you the more others hated you. She quickly manipulated the stronger students into protecting her, and it was common to see the petite girl striding serenely through the halls, a six foot plus body guard on either side. She made deals with people, offering to do homework in exchange for protection, and then getting other people to do the homework by offering them anything she could think of.
Even after graduation she kept up the habits of manipulating people with her deals, making them frequently. She got degrees in business and got a degree in prosecution, but quickly grew bored with it. During the necessary feedings where she ran in to other demons, she noticed how many of them made contracts for souls. But contracts and deals were something she knew how to deal with. She started making some contracts for souls here and there, and then selling them to other demons. As she grew older her little business grew bigger and bigger, until she had a legitimate business going on, hiring and firing people as necessary. She hires tech workers and bodyguards whenever necessary, arranges who gets what contract and for how much.▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ Ｉ
▻ mother - Julianne - deceased
▻ father - James - alive
▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ ＩＩ
▻ employee:bodyguard - Nygard
▻ employee:tech support - Tex
▻ employee - open
▻ friend - open
╬❝The world's beauty is almost as enticing as my own.❞╬
Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Azaya - Bright
↳[middle name]: Iori - Hermitage
↳[last name]: Sumire - Flower Violet
Society➛
↳[species]: Amabie
↳[rank]: Middle Class
↳[level of wealth]: 5
↳[level of power]: 6
Age➛ 18
⤿birthdate: January 4th
⤿zodiac sign: Capricorn
Gender➛ Male
↳Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for: N/A
Physical Apparition ➤
t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Blond
↳Eyes Blue
↳Scent Faint Mint
↳Body Type Tall/Slender
↳Miscellaneous N/A
Dressing Style➛
Azaya likes to wear dark colored clothes most of the time. He enjoys wearing hoodies and baggy clothes. He tends to wear black sunglasses in the morning to protect himself from the sunlight which he hates. He sometimes wears skinny jeans and t-shirts if it gets too hot outside. Azaya mostly just wear protective clothing that covers his pale skin like turtlenecks, hoodies, etc.
History ➤ Azaya grew up in a somewhat normal family. His father died when he was only two and his mother lived as a single parent. She praised Azaya often for how well he was doing in school and how good of a son he was. He never talked back and he always did what he was told. One day while his mother was teaching him about the Amabie and how their powers worked, a person broke into their house. The infiltrator injured the mother severely but before they could harm Azaya, he ran away and hid in the house somewhere. Unfortunately for Azaya, he had to call the ambulance like his mother taught him to. She was taken to the hospital and was diagnosed after scans were done on her injures. The found out that she had been living with a stage 1 terminal illness without treatment so she had stayed in the hospital till further notice. Being only a child he didn't have money to survive so he started working for a woman whom he bumped into while he looked for a place to stay overnight. The woman owned an agency where her employees would make money by sleeping with their customers but seeing as Azaya was way to young she just made him run the bakery which was the cover for her little shop. Azaya was very mature at the age of ten and could handle the job of being cashier. Once Azaya turned about fifteen years old a man came in the store and asked if Azaya was willing to earn a little extra money. The woman told the man that Azaya was underage but that didn't stop the man seeing as he offered the woman ten times as much as she made from her other employees. The woman immediately agreed and Azaya was taken to a room in the back of the building. The lights were all off and he had already developed a fear of the dark at a young age so when the man came up on him, Azaya was terrified. Moments later, Azaya was raped after being sexually assaulted. Not being able to do much because of his small frame, Azaya still fought back but ended up being injured even worse. After that the man came by every week and asked for Azaya increasing the amount he paid, every visit. It got so bad that Azaya was sent to the hospital to get examined. At the time, he hadn't learned much of water he could do and he had never even transformed into his water dwelling form before so he was pretty much helpless. He stayed at the hospital for a couple weeks until the woman came and visited him. She gave Azaya all the money the man had given her. She told Azaya that she was very sorry and he should run away from that place and start a new life. Azaya didn't care much but he took the money and left after being released from the hospital. He wondered off and soon found a giant lake that he now calls his home. Once he took his first step into water, he realized that he had been missing out of a part of him that felt missing until that very moment. Before discovering the lake, Azaya developed a bit of an arrogant personality to hide the fact that he actually feels like trash.
Personality ➤ Azaya tends to hide his true feelings by making himself seem arrogant and tough. He often finds himself in situations where he can't continue speaking because he keeps remembering what happened in the past.
[Main Traits]
❖ Arrogant
↳ Sometimes Azaya will get out of hand and continuously put on a front of how he's better than whomever he's talking to which ends up pushing the person away.
❖ Stubborn
↳ He hates to admit it but he doesn't enjoy listening to what others have to say. He feels as though he is always right no matter what.
❖ Shy
↳ Even though he's arrogant and stubborn, when Azaya meets someone and they grow closer, he tends to draw a line and mover further away from them. He has trouble talking to new people but once he breaks through the shyness, he returns to his usual arrogance.
↳Likes:
⟹ Water
⟹ Marine Life
⟹ Himself
⟹ Boys
⟹ Flowers
↳Dislikes:
⟹ The Sun
⟹ Domestication
⟹ Darkness
⟹ Fire
⟹ Girls
Talents/Strengths:
⟹ He has the ability to create a special sunscreen from ocean water to keep his skin hydrated and protect from sunlight.
⟹ Being an Amabie, he can breathe underwater in human form, fish form, and any form in between.
⟹ He is also an excellent swimmer.
Weaknesses:
⟹ Middle Name - The fact that his own name is his weakness makes Azaya feel even morse about it. When someone says his middle name he starts to feel embarrassed and shy. His whole face will turn red and he'll freeze up on the spot.
⟹ Sunlight - Since his skin is so pale, Azaya tends to get sunburn easier than normal and his skin starts peeling when it's absorbed too much sunlight. He wears a special sunscreen to protect him put most of the time it doesn't work.
⟹ Azaya also can't bear when people speak the truth to him. Since most people walk away from him when his arrogance takes over, he clams up when someone challenges him by pointing out flaws.
╬❝Isolation keeps me sane.❞╬
Relationships➛
⤿Family:
↳ Mother - Loved and cared a lot for Azaya's wellbeing but felt as if she didn't provide him enough before he wondered off and never went back home.
Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♡♡
↳ Father - Azaya never really knew much about his father seeing as he died when Azaya was two years old.
Love:♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♡♡♡
Theme Song➛:
♛ History Maker by Dean Fujioka
Mod
queen that character is fab
Mod
http://24.media.tumblr.com/a3ae7ff0ee...╬❝I'm not sleeping with you and your desperation.❞╬
Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Adrian
↳[middle name]: Jude
↳[last name]: Hlaváček
Society➛
↳[species]: Amabie
↳[Occupation]: Highschool student, also works at the Sakura Cafe
↳[rank]: Normal
↳[level of wealth]: 4/10
↳[level of power]: 5/10
Age➛ 16
⤿birthdate: February 25th
⤿zodiac sign: Pisces
Gender➛ Male
↳Sexual Orientation: Gay
↳Relationship Status: Single
↳Feelings for: Carter
Physical Apparition ➤
http://www.japanator.com//ul/28984-to... (view spoiler)
t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair Dirty Blonde
↳Eyes Brown-ish green
↳Scent Cherry Blossoms
↳Body Type Curvey, slight muscle to him
↳Miscellaneous N/A
Dressing Style➛
:Everyday:
(view spoiler)
:Sleepwear:
(view spoiler)
History ➤
Adrian lived a pretty normal life with both his parents being pure blooded Amabies, making himself, and his siblings, pure bloods as well. He grew up as the runt of the litter with 3 older brothers, so his parents sort of has high expectations of him. They want him to get good grades and do a bunch of activities so that he can get in a college, and although they don't say it, they aren't fond about Adrian refusing to do that stuff in order to do musical theater. His parents and brother do not quite know yet of his sexuality, and he wishes to keep it that way. With his oldest brother working as a Director, second older brother being a doctor and his third older brother going to college to be a lawyer, his parents have always sort of been strict with him and haven't been very supportive with anything he seemed to do. Even if he got an A, they always told him he could do better.
Adrian met his first love, David, when he was 14 and went to his first party, and although it ended with the knowledge David was cheating on him, only wanted him for sex and then broke up with him when Adrian wanted to work it out, Adrian is still friends with the guy. He loves him and figures if being friends will allow him to still be close to him, he'll take up that offer anytime. However, he only hangs out with him when they go to parties together. Other than that, Adrian spends most his life playing video games, avoiding his siblings and parents, whom he still lives with, going to school and studying, so he rarely goes out to have fun.
http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lziub3...Is there a limit to how much you can love somebody..? No matter how much I hurt him or get hurt by him, I find myself far more from hating him. Actually hoping that those wounds will scar, like burns.. Because then he can never forget me..
Personality ➤ Adrian is mild mannered and studious, a member of the school musical theater club and fairly well liked among teachers and students. Adults would describe him as mature and reserved, while friends would describe him as a dry, smart-assed, slightly neurotic unintentional hipster. Adrian is a master at video games, but despite that he's a brilliant student and will even stay up late at night just to study. Though, who could blame him with the extremely strict parents he has. Not to mention he has 3 older brothers he has to match up to. Adrian is stubborn about his beliefs but due to having loving hard and it failing, he has a bit of fear of falling for the wrong guy again so at times if he feels something, he tends to have a bit of a doubt that he may just be with someone to replace the person he had lost.
Adrian is loyal and honest, and can also be seductive if in a relationship, or drunk. Adrian tries to avoid getting drunk, however, but if stressed and at a party, he wont care much about it.
https://33.media.tumblr.com/06b2f7bb4...Maybe my problem is, I'm trying to look for someone who reminds me of him.. Maybe I have to look at this a different way..
↳[Abilities]:
*Water Manipulation (view spoiler)
*Liquid Surveillance Communication (view spoiler)
*Hydrokinetic Recovery (view spoiler)
[Main Traits]
❖Stubborn
❖Mild Mannered
❖Studious
❖Mature
❖Reserved
❖Smart-ass
❖Dry
❖Neurotic
❖Unintentional Hipster
↳Likes:
⟹Water
⟹Swimming
⟹Video Games
⟹Musical arts
⟹Pirates
⟹Tea
⟹Cats
↳Dislikes:
⟹Spending time with his parents or siblings
⟹Being called boring
⟹People who just want sex and nothing else
Talents/Strengths:
⟹Can make music by blowing through a tissue with his mouth (Obviously)
⟹Is an amazing singer and actor
⟹Video games (Rarely ever loses)
⟹Science
Weaknesses:
⟹Cold water/weather (It'll make him sick)
https://media.giphy.com/media/RVriX4A... ╬❝They were in flush of youth. They were in love that felt like a dream, like a sparkling soda pop.
A boy
Met
A boy❞╬
Relationships➛
⤿Family:
↳Mother, Eden (37) (view spoiler)
↳Father, Solomon (39) (view spoiler)
↳Oldest brother, Alistair (24) (view spoiler)
↳Second older brother, Phoenix (21) (view spoiler)
↳Third older brother, Zander (19) (view spoiler)
Theme Song➛:
♛Be somebody - Thousand Foot Krutch
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3L3R0...
https://66.media.tumblr.com/ccf0e9cd0...Is it your life mission to drive me insane? Haven't I turned you down enough already? You're just so oblivious. Has it ever occurred to you that I might have a boyfriend already? Maybe someone who isn't a dick and can take a hint? Following me around is just wasting both our time, I wont take you up on your offer no matter how many times you ask me. So just knock it off.
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「01.」 Kitsune
━━━ slave
▾ ⋮ owned by Sanryuu
▾ ⋮ power lvl : .75
▾ ⋮ wealth : 0
「02.」Nineteen
━━━ born iii/xx
▾ ⋮ morely
「03.」Male
━━━ gender fluid
▾ ⋮ panromantic pansexual
▾ ⋮ no attachment
▾ ⋮ no crushes
Despite how one might see Amaris, they're pretty energetic. They tend to be fairly chatty and amiable if they know the person they're interacting with and are comfortable with them. That, though, is not so common. A lot of the people they know are fairly...intimidating and they have a hard time dealing with them. But, still, the kitsune is hard to contain when not feeling the restraints of their own fear. They work fairly quickly, in that vein of thought, and can get quite a bit done. There's a whole lot of energy in that small body of theirs and people often talk about it. They can get a lot more done in a short amount of time, and seem to work better with a close deadline or short allotted time to work. One, however, would not truly be able to tell with the lethargic look they tend to have to them. Ris just generally likes to stay moving, as well, though it looks a whole lot more like aimless wandering.
Amaris is undeniably clumsy when they're not working. They could trip over nothing if they weren't careful. This tends to result in arms covered in bandages and black eyes and bruises. Some people tend to mistake it for some sort of punishment given to them until they see the walking disaster they can be. It's really not uncommon to see them banged up pretty badly and it's come to be a usual sighting for those around the Zuhivo household. Even with Asta somehow helping them out every once in a while, they're a mess. But they tries. Amaris could win awards for how hard they work. Being a disappointment can bring nothing good, of course. They work to keep that a distant doubt and hope that they can keep on. The last thing they want is to be sold again.
Though most don't notice, Amaris tends to feed off the emotions of others. They reacts very loudly and physically to the emotional state of those around them. Negative emotions tend to leave them agitated while positive emotions have the opposite effect. This could be because emotions are a key sign of when they would be punished by those that had trained them and owned them before Sanryuu. However, Amaris is also easily tricked by poker faces and acting. They can succumb to their feelings of amiability and happiness should someone play their part well enough. They're far too trusting in that sense, and that can spell disaster. Because of this Ris, tends to distance themself from people that are not above the level of their master. They understand that their master could do whatever he wanted to them and they would have no right to fight it.a d o r e s ⋮⋮ cooking ; cleaning ; gardens ; autumn ; pudding ; candied apples
a b h o r s ⋮⋮ having his hair cut short ; larger yokai ; making mistakes ; intimidating people
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Amaris is... well. Amaris has often heard proclamations of how cute or pretty they are, much to their dismay. Another word one might use to describe them is soft; they get that one a lot. Amaris doesn't have a preference to which gender they appear as, and in any case, they happen to look much like either gender. One would say that he's a fairly feminine appearing boy or an androgynous girl. That doesn't much affect them, though. Their hair is generally long enough to brush against their chin. It varies from wavy to straight, though most would be blessed in seeing it in its wavy state. His hair is also typical a brown dark enough to pass as black at the roots and blonde partway down. This only serves to make him appear "softer" as some would say, but it would appear their hair naturally grows out in that coloring pattern. Their skin is pale, though it does have the slightest tan to it. One would call it the tawny brown of a doe's hide. This adds to their defenseless appearance as much as their short stature. Amaris is not the tallest kitsune, standing at roughly five feet and three inches. They have expressed the greatest displeasure with this, though the only thing that can be done is wearing footwear that would make them appearance taller. They, however, have just as much of an aversion to that as they do to their own height. It's mostly that they dislike having to cock their head to look someone in the eye, or look at their face. Their eyes are quite something, much like the citrine gemstone in their brown hue. They would be the most enticing feature if not for their lips.
Amaris has been noted for having plump, lush lips. Rose petal pink, they turn their pouts into deadly weapons of mass adorableness. Regardless of which gender they appear in, their figure is generally the same. Slender and soft, they easily melt away into a crowd and tend to get lost quite easily. As a female, their hips are slightly wider and while they may not be well-endowed, it is still noticeable that they appear as a female.P O W E R S
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Amaris tends to wear whatever they are told to. It's not common that they pick out their own clothing, and thus have no real preferences. The only thing that can be noted as some sort of style are the tags they wear to inform others of what their current gender would be for the day.will-o-wisp [ ✩ ] · · · user has the ability to create floating balls of fire. they do not burn very hotly and seem to take on lives of their own. their purpose is to generally act as guiding lights, though they may be used for offensive purposes if need be.S K I L L Scooking and baking · · · amaris can work wonders in a kitchen. their highly skilled, as this was the purpose of their being purchased, in the first place.W E A P O N S
cleaning · · · what might have once been a disaster zone could look like some other place entirely in a matter of minutes when amaris is put in charge of cleaning. a decrepit old house, for example, could look brand new.
sewing · · · yet another household skill. considering how clumsy amaris is, they tend to fix rips and holes in their clothing, which has made for good practice. give them fabric, needles, and thread, and they could make you your winter wardrobe within the hour. by hand, of course.
night vision · · · after being locked in a dark root cellar with minimal light, amaris' have become adjusted to dark spaces. they can see far better in the dark than they can in the light, which might be part of their clumsiness during the daytime.as a slave, amaris was never taught how to use any weapons. their purpose was simply to cook and clean. no additional skills were needed.▽ ＢＡＣＫＳＴＯＲＹ
There aren't very many records concerning Amaris. As far as they know, they were born an orphan. Their parents were never revealed their own, though there was plenty of speculation to go around. As a slave, they fared no better than a child on the street and were often directed to perform actions above their ability. This resulted in an ample amount of punishment. But still, Amaris would become a prized possession to be cherished.
They were taught to cook at a young age, to clean even before then. There was no hope of them being strong, and their previous master had decided to find other uses for Amaris. As it were, they seemed to have a natural talent. Within weeks, they would be told to cook and clean for their master. But as their clumsiness arose in their work, this place would be tested. Their master, furious with the inability to so much as walk forward with tripping, was stuck at a crossroads. While they did make a mess, Amaris was skilled and was a central part of their master's boasting of his household. Having him leave would present problems in the hierarchy of the slaves as well.
So their master kept them for a little while longer. That is, of course, until they made their gravest mistake. Their master's guest for the evening was said to be of great import and weak health. They were ordered to cook the best feast they could, worthy of their guest. And while they did, something in the ingredients was not right. The guest complained of a stomach ache before retiring for the evening. They never woke up. Whatever the cause had been, though Amaris never found out, the guest was dead and they were assumed to be the culprit. Their master feared that the supposed poison had been meant for him, and the punishment for the attempt was steep. Rather than mar Amaris' pretty skin, he deprived them of light.
Being in total darkness, only seeing light for the few seconds it took to drop scraps into the cellar, was like hell. But in its own way, it was a comfort. Maybe there were worse things that could have been done, but they would never know them. For months, they stay there in the dark. While many are aware of the fact that Amaris isn't quite the strongest kitsune, they took this time to work on their own innate abilities. They could call upon little spheres of light to dance towards the exit. Even with this light, though, they never tried to escape. By the end of their sentence in the cellar, they had become at least skilled enough to have the barest amount of control over the wisps of light.
At the moment of their return to the light, Amaris was again confined. Locked in a small room for several hours, they awaited the further judgment of their master. In he came with shears in hand. Before they knew it, their hair been cut and the world around them was in full view. It was too much. They passed out before their master could do anything else. When they awoke, they were being sent away to be sold.
It was at the slaver's block that their new master purchased them. And with him was probably Amaris' worst nightmare. It hasn't been very long since their arrival, and they've got quite a few things to get used to.▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ Ｉ
▻ mother - Yukon Tjin - unknown
▻ father - Leon Tjin - unknown
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▻ owner - Sanryuu Zuhivo ( kiks )
▻ fellow slave - Asta ( kt )
▻ friend - open
▻ infatuation - open
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ɪ ɴ s ᴘ ɪ ʀ ᴀ ᴛ ɪ ᴏ ɴ ─── ᴅᴏɢ ᴛᴇᴇᴛʜ ;; ɴɪᴄᴏʟᴇ ᴅᴏʟʟᴀɴɢᴀɴɢᴇʀ
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♔ ; ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ D O M I N I C C Y R I L O C Y R U S
▸ ᴅ ᴇ ᴍ ᴏ ɴ ▸ ᴀ ɢ ᴇ ;; ( ɴ/ᴀ ) ◂ ▸ ᴘ ᴏ ᴡ ᴇ ʀ ;; ( 6 ) ◂
┌ ┐ I draw blood just to taste it
R E C K L E S S H E A R T E A T E R i hold bones, just to break them
└ ┘ im cold, on the inside
( i. ) ▬ M A L E
⇁ pansexual ;; panromantic
⇁ currently infatuated ;; unknown
⇁ many previous relations
( ii. ) ▬ C A P R I C O R N
⇁ january 10
⇁ unknown birthplace
⇁ serial killer
( iii. ) ▬ D E M O N
⇁ power level ;; 6
⇁ among demons ;; respected
⇁ reputation ;; heart throb, womanizer
⇁ current rank ;; noble
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‘‘ he'd broken all their hymens, cut them open and played inside them
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↳Dom wasn't always the monster hiding under your bed, the man that creeps behind you as you walk down a dark alley, the one at parties that your mother tells you to look out for. His life hadn't always been an enigma, because once upon a time he'd laid all his cards upright on the table in front of him, he didn't hide his demons, they walked right beside him. He didn't conceal his emotions, he wore them on his sleeve. Because he was human. And humans are volatile creatures, self righteous and full of unfounded entitlement, and deep inside he was made of that same ugliness -- but nothing even comparable to the ugliness that spurs within him now. He was a peasant boy with a family of three. A little sister and two loving parents that broke their backs to pay the rent each month, to cultivate their crops, to buy food from the market.
And Dom? He was a weakling. Scrawny little thing aged seventeen years when the war broke out. He can still recall the first days, when it felt like the heavens themselves would collapse and fall onto the earth below. When the air was so tense that the slightest movement would put people on edge. And that's when people began to revolt. Naturally he took the human's side. And when he was called to action he did his best to make his family proud, to bring honor to his name. But his best wasn't enough. because regardless of his motivation, his determination, life doesn't always tip in your favor, and it certainly didn't tip in his. He was declared dead four days after he'd gone missing. No one had time to go looking for him. No one cared enough to do so anyways. His family mourned but they moved on as people always do. But Dom? Dom didn't move on. He was a part of the second generation. More refined demons. Carefully crafted. And when he woke he felt so hollow, so empty that all he could think to do was scream. He did not feel pain. But he screamed until his throat was raw and his voice cracked into a whisper. He screamed until he was physically incapable of doing so anymore, until the scientists injected him and had him subdued. He was forced from then on to follow their orders. He felt different, his muscles were intense, his senses heightened, and the things he could do were extraordinary. But he still felt empty.
And he'd developed something else too.
An insatiable hunger. The relentless desire to feel whole again. At first he'd hungrily devoured them, the souls of those war bound humans. But then his desires began to fluctuate. At first it'd been for the spirit. But then it became the spirit and the body. And now, he craves the spirit, the body, and the mind.
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(IV. ) ▬ S E X
⇁ distastes ;; being hungry, being alone, being empty, himself
⇁ reveres ;; sex, virgins, tasty souls, tasty people
⇁ past relations ;; unknown
⇁ all family whereabouts unknown
⇁ current whereabouts unknown
⇁ considered a threat to anyone he finds attractive
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‘‘ he'd hollowed out their bodies so they'd feel just as empty as him
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▌│█║▌║▌║ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ▌│█║▌║▌↳The first thing that anyone would notice, regardless of gender or age, is that Dom is an incredibly flirtatious young looking man with a penchant for getting people to sleep with him. His voice is almost hypnotic, his eyes are difficult to not look at. He's a manipulative cunt, and it's very hard to see through his elaborately planned out facade. He pays careful attention to detail though, and as such, can be put off by the slightest set back in his plans. He wont hesitate to get hostile if people call him out for what he is, or make a hasty escape if the situation becomes too intense. He's arrogant, but not arrogant enough to get reckless with his life, as much as he'd like to lose it sometimes.
He hardly remembers his past as a human, but even so, has developed a photographic memory, cautiously analyzing the places around him, the people he meets, taking note of their habits and their speech patterns with gentle care. He'd be a good boyfriend if he didn't suck the souls out of the people he sleeps with.
(V. ) ▬ APPEARANCE
⇁ human ;; Dominic is a striking young man with glittering red eyes and a head of glistening black hair that reaches just below his neck (though occasionally he'll dye it blue). He stands at 6'1 and has a pair of broad shoulders and a muscled torso.
⇁ shadow ;; Details of Dominic's demonic form include high-heeled stiletto boots, sharp claws, glowing fuchsia irises, slit pupils, and longer, sharper teeth, with dark wings.
⇁ eyes ;; slitted pinkish
⇁ build ;; nicely chiseled
⇁ scent ;; roses
⇁ voice ;; Lelouch cause why not
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‘‘i ruin everything i touch, destroy anyone i love, im all over you
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「01.」 Species
━━━ Ryurajin × Gozu
▾ ⋮ prince; librarian; writer
▾ ⋮ power lvl : 8
▾ ⋮ wealth : 10
「02.」Age
━━━ 26
▾ ⋮ born march 23
▾ ⋮ castle
「03.」Sex
━━━ male
▾ ⋮ panromantic demisexual
▾ ⋮ single
▾ ⋮ no crushes
Aiden, more commonly known as Ezra by his family, is probably the most distant of the family. It's not that he dislikes his family, of course he loves them, he just has no desire to be involved with the household. They're too loud for his tastes, too rambunctious. The house is too chaotic, and it's hard for him to concentrate. Given the choice, he'd avoid almost all people. He'd really rather just be left alone with his books, with pencil and paper to write on. He really likes to write and read, and although his reading habits are well known his writing is less so. He doesn't want people to know that he writes, and even his family doesn't know he has books published. Luckily, he inherited his brain from his ryurajin side rather than the gozu, and he's incredibly smart.
Of course, doing his best to retreat into the world of books doesn't exactly leave Ezra with great social skills. He's incredibly blunt, to the point of rudeness. He doesn't mean to hurt feelings or anything, he just refuses to go out of his way to avoid hurting them. He doesn't know what to do around people, but he was raised royalty. His manners are impeccable, and he's rather polite... unless given a reason not to be. But people rarely remember a somewhat brusque but kind librarian advising them about what book to read, not the way they remember a pissed off librarian appearing behind them and kicking them out when they're too loud. Despite actually being a pretty decent person, just awkward, Ezra has gained a reputation of being a hostile jerk. He's not a fan of the reputation, but the few times he tried to fix it have failed so he puts up with it. At least it keeps people calm and non-destructive in the library.
His library is one of the most important things to him. Well, it might not technically, officially be his. But at this point a lot of people consider it as such, with his fierce protectiveness of it. Ever since he started working there the library has been more organized and neat than ever. He has OCD, and is almost obsessive about keeping the library perfect and neat. He will physically throw people out of the library if it's necessary, and people who talk too loudly are given the same treatment. Everyone gets two warnings: A verbal one, then physically being thrown out, and if they mess up again he banishes them.
Everyone is at risk, including family. His library is his sanctuary, and anyone who ruins it doesn't get to be in it. He doesn't care what people think. When he does his rounds, he's almost always followed by his black cat Snowy, who is his other favorite thing. Wrecking he library might get you banished, but messing with his cat will get you an asskicking in addition to the banishment. It's only natural; after all, his soul is inside the cat. He's also incredibly protective of his family. He might always not get along with them, but they're still family. And he's not about to let anyone hurt them.
He's actually really responsible, surprisingly. He does all the duties a prince should, as well as keep the library in perfect shape. It's easy for him to multitask, and necessary. He's not about hiding his rank or anything, it's just not very important to him. Very few people outside of his family know that the irritable librarian is actually next in line for the throne. Rank just isn't something he worries about. He doesn't lord his over anyone, but neither does he listen to people just because of theirs. To him, respect is earned. He may not be an easy person to like, but Ezra is easy to respect. He has a sort of dignified air to him, with his perfect posture and manners. He was raised to be a prince and despite not generally filling the role perfectly, he does act like one.a d o r e s ⋮⋮ books, reading, writing, order, silence, family, organizing things, protectingP O W E R S
a b h o r s ⋮⋮ loud noises, things being out of place, being told he's wrong, kids, fighting, violence, being ordered around
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Even just from a quick glance, Aiden is intimidating. He's tall, coming in at 6'2, with his perfect posture only making him seem taller. He's more slim and wiry than he is just pure muscular, but with his Gozu blood he's shockingly strong for what it seems he should be. Especially given that any of his more obvious markers of his species, like his short, black ryurajin horns, aren't easily visible. He styles his short red hair to cover them purposefully, swept back out of his face. His facial features are sharp and rather angular and almost harsh, giving him a fierce appearance. Especially with his brilliant golden eyes over them. His clothes are simple, and don't give anything about him away. He generally wears black slacks with a nice white button up shirt over it, and then a black vest over that. Always professional, but maybe not princely. Surprisingly, with his black cat following him around constantly, he never has any cat hairs on his clothes and he refuses to explain how that happens. His voice is low and years of reading aloud to siblings has left him with an almost husky but incredibly steady and soothing voice, perfect to help calm anyone down or read them a story.immortal · · · although this isn't truly a power, Ezra is immortal to a certain extent. Because his soul is in his cat and not in his body, he can heal from almost any injury to his body as long as his soul is safe, and vice versa. Both have to be given fatal injuries for it to truly kill him. However, anything that happens to the cat will affect him as well, though not physically. If the cat is injured he can feel it mentally, and will be weakened until the cat heals.S K I L L S
banishment · · · The user can banish an object or being from a specific place, automatically kicking them from the area. The largest area is simply a room, and the banishment only lasts an hour or so and he has to re-ban for it to last longer.
teleportation · · · The user can teleport, or transfer matter (beings/objects, including themselves) or energy from one point to another without traversing the physical space between them. This can be achieved by various means, including causing the atoms/molecules to travel at light-speed, warping the space, or use quantum superposition, in which the user teleports by replacing and restocking energy in a spatial behavior.
water manipulation · · · User can create, shape and manipulate water, inorganic compound with liquid, gas (steam, water vapour), and solid (ice) states, including changing them from one state to other.
feral mind · · · User is able to tap into primal, unstoppable rage that allows them to perform in vastly increased capacity, taking and inflicting damage that they wouldn't in their normal state. In some cases, the user's mind descends so far into the feral rage that, mentally, they are little more than animals.reading · · · easily his favorite past time, he's good at both normal reading and reading out loud to people.W E A P O N S
writing · · · his secret love, he has a dozen published books around the library that he would never admit he wrote.
fighting · · · although it's not his favorite thing by any means, with his parents he's actually rather good at using his swords, and with Eve's random attacks has become good at using anything as a weapon.
organizing · · · everything has a place, and it should be in it's place. with his ocd he almost has make sure everything is in its place and looks nice.
calming · · · years of dealing with younger siblings has left him with an ability to be rather soothing when he needs to be, easily helping kids settle down.swords · · · although he doesn't use them much, he has a pair of katanas he does use, a gift from his father. they're hanging in his office and appears to be just a decoration, but he knows better. he's surprisingly adept at using them, with his mother pushing him to be more aggressive.
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Aiden has always adored reading. Even when he was little, he gravitated toward the library. After all, he was royalty. He had access to all the books he could ever want. Of course his mother would have preferred him to do more fighting training, but with the free time not in his official lessons he was in the library. He helped put everything away, keeping everything neat and reading almost obsessively. He befriended the librarian quickly, and was soon trusted to help put everything away himself.
But when he was younger, Ezra got sick. No one is quite sure what it was or how it got to him, but he got worse and worse. After a few weeks he was too weak to get out of bed, or really do anything besides read his books. He was dying. His parents of course didn't want to lose their son, so they transferred his soul out of his body and to his cat, Snowy. His body's illness didn't affect his soul, and with them separated he was able to heal. The cat follows him everywhere, even today. Almost no one outside of his parents know about the soul transfer, except his twin and younger brother, Honey, who they had to tell given his propensity for trying to catch the cat.
When his siblings were born, he'd read to them. Even when he was struggling to read the big words himself he'd sit with his baby sisters and brothers and read aloud from his favorite stories. As they all grew older, that never changed. He loved to come home from classes or working in the library and sit and read books to his siblings, and he has a pretty good relationship with most of them because of it. He liked to take care of people and the age gap between some of them made that possible. He was a nurturing figure to most, and has always and will always take care of them. They might annoy him sometimes, but if they get hurt it's no contest that Ezra will be there as soon as they cry out or ask for help.
As he grew older, he started to distance himself more. He never hated his family, they were just too loud and he couldn't concentrate. He spent most of his time in the library, and when the librarian died it was only logical that he stepped into the role. More and more of his time was spent in the library, until he was practically moved in to the office. He still spent time with his family, but judging by his sister Shira's response, not enough time.
Looking back, he should have known what was happening. His library was messed up, and conveniently Shira showed up to help fix it. He accepted the help of course, but he didn't really need it. But it was a way to spend time with family, so it was okay. After a few days of not being able to figure out who was messing up his library, he set up cameras. And of course, it was Shira messing it up. He immediately banished her from the library, and this time it was personal. He had trusted her, and she had turned around and lied and betrayed him. It's been two years, but Aiden can't forget the betrayal.
His youngest sibling is probably his favorite. He's not a fan of kids overall, but he appreciates that Molae knows him well enough to know what bothers him and try to avoid it when possible. Of course it's not always possible, unfortunately. Honey liked to make food for Molae and wisely covered it with saran wrap so Molae wouldn't get sand all over it, but he accidentally ate the saran wrap. So Shira in all her infinite wisdom put hot sauce on the saran wrap so he wouldn't eat it. It was Ezra he went running to, bawling his eyes out, and Ezra who got him to drink milk to cancel out the spiciness and calm him down. It seemed he was always having to take care of his siblings.▼ ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳ ＰＡＲＴ Ｉ
▻ mother - Eve - alive
▻ father - Aseth - alive
▻ sibling - Honey - alive (fiend)
▻ sibling - Molae - alive (kiks)
▻ sibling - Shirayuki - alive (ilsa)
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▻ friend - open
▻ infatuation - open
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Etymology➛
↳[first name]: Peter
↳[middle name]: William
↳[last name]: Wolff
Society➛
↳[species]: Okami
↳[Occupation]: Hunter
↳[rank]: Noble
↳[level of wealth]: 9/10
↳[level of power]: 9/10
Age➛ 21
⤿birthdate: September 4th
⤿zodiac sign: Virgo
Gender➛ Male
↳Sexual Orientation: Gay
↳Relationship Status: Crushing
↳Feelings for: (Taken)
Physical Apparition ➤
t e c h n i c a l ● d e t a i l s
↳Hair White
↳Eyes Gold
↳Scent Smells of wet dog
↳Body Type Muscular
↳Miscellaneous N/A
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History ➤
Peter grew up in a large family of all full bred Okami which included his mother, father, older brother, little sister, aunt and uncle. He was the runt of the litter. They were the only thing he considered to be a pack still to this day. However, his pack feared the outside world both the humans ruled and the yokai, so they didn't let many in or close to them who weren't Okami as well. They feared everyone was after there wealth and titles, and they trained there kids to live in fear of them as well. Peter wasn't like the others, though. He was intrigued by all he read about mainly the humans and the upper world, so he'd watch them from afar, because that's all he could ever do. He often argued with his father about it, but his father was always more stubborn and always told him humans would kill him if they found out what he was. So he stayed, stuck in the shadows of the underground yokai area unable to do anything but watch from afar and read about them.
It wasn't until Peter was 13 when he had finally convinced his father to venture out. He was put to the test by sparing against his brother, to show he was truly able to handle himself. Once he was, he had ventured out. He never went on the surface world, however, due to that fear, but he still watched them from afar from an opening that led from the surface world to the underground Yokai world. He stayed there for 3 weeks before finally returning home. When he returned, however, thing's didn't go as smoothly as he had hoped it was. His house was dead silent, not a scent in the mannor, not even of his family and before he could react, he was knocked unconscious.
When Peter had awoke, he was tied up along with the rest of his family. It wasn't humans that had betrayed them. It was other Yokai. Ruijiin's to be exact. Peter couldn't do anything but sit their helplessly as his family were all beheaded in front of him. They were forced to face each other so when it happened, they'd see every detail so it would be the last memory before they died. It would of happened to Peter too, but they found no use of him anymore and released him into one of the Yokai forests, convinced he wouldn't survive. And that if he did, he wouldn't want to and that was good enough for them.
Peter would've died out there if it wasn't for knowing how to hunt smaller Yokai for food. He had eventually found his way back home by time he was 16 and took place as head of his family once again. He began alone, due to the servants having abandoned the home after the attack and he would of stayed alone, if it wasn't for a human who had fallen into the hole he always watched the Surface from. When the kid did, he took him into his care and is currently keeping him as a slave.
Personality ➤ Peter is known to be stubborn, a bit hot headed at times and a little eager when it comes to dangerous tasks. He's much like a little puppy, he rarely sits down and he's usually all bark and no bite, unless of course someone touches what he believes to be his. He's really possessive and protective over his slave mostly, but also over his stuff in his bedroom. He keeps a lock on almost everything in their so no one can get in and just take anything they'd like. He hates competitions and if someone tries to challenge him, even if joking, he won't take it lightly. Being an Okami, he likes to be top dog around here. That being said, he works well when alone and not in a pack, because he isn't keen on sharing or following, if need be. It's easier for him to just wonder off and do his own thing without worrying about others getting in his way. He won't give up easily and it's unlikely that he'll change his mind once it's set up. No matter how dangerous his own plot is, he won't change it, mostly if someone doubts it'll work.
He's a bit easy to anger and is known to get easily jealous. He is someone you need to tread lightly around and someone who tries picking fights with just about anyone. And if anyone were to touch his slave, Homura forgive him he'll tear them to shreds.
↳[Abilities]:
*Wolf Transformation (view spoiler)[ Like every Okami, Peter has the ability to transform into a wolf at his own free will. (hide spoiler)]
*Canine Physiology (view spoiler)[ Again, like all Okami's, this ability allows Peter, even in human form, to be able to use all his wolf like senses. (hide spoiler)]
[Main Traits]
❖Stubborn
❖Lovesick Puppy
❖Possessive
❖Easily jealous
❖Easily angered
↳Likes:
⟹Hunting
⟹Anything cute
⟹Winning
⟹Adventures
⟹Night time breeze
⟹Meat
⟹His marked lover
⟹Sleeping in
⟹Water
⟹Street fighting
↳Dislikes:
⟹Anyone touching what belongs to him
⟹Sharing
⟹Winter
⟹Losing
⟹Wearing shirts
⟹Hurting someone he loves (wont admit it though)
Talents/Strengths:
⟹His wolf form
⟹Stubbornness
⟹Fighting
⟹Hunting
Weaknesses:
⟹Winter
⟹His marked lover
⟹Defense
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Relationships➛
⤿Family:
↳Mother, Julie (view spoiler)[
↳Father, Scar (view spoiler)[
↳Little Sister, Alice (view spoiler)[
↳Older Brother, Ajax (view spoiler)[
↳Uncle, Coax (Pronounced Co-ax) (view spoiler)[
↳Aunt, Annabell (view spoiler)[
Theme Song➛:
♛I know I'm a Wolf by Young Heretics
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OiSFP...