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| Subject: Re: The Radicially Insane Characters of Moi! Mon Mar 09, 2009 7:42 pm | |
| ~~ General Information ∙Name: Rono DeLeon. ∙Nickname: Apollo. ∙Age: He gave up counting ages ago. His body is that of a twenty five, youthful and stunningly fit man. ∙D.O.B.: Thought to be some time in June however, he has no actual evidence nor does he give a rats ass. ∙Gender: Male. ∙Origin: Some where in young France. ∙Race: Hybrid Vampire/Demon now genetically enhanced due to experimentations. ∙Height: 6ft. 2in. ∙Weight: 145lbs. ∙Hair Color: Platinum blonde though accused of having snow white to a silver hue. It's in a constant mess of webs but always pin straight. In the back it is kept long enough to tie in a black ribbon. ∙Eye Color: An unusual pale yellow that appears glazed as if he had been blinded in both eyes. However, he has perfect sight. Character Information ∙Martial Status: Single. ∙Sexulaity Preference: Heterosexual though he does pretend otherwise. ∙Love Interest: No one has been deemed worthy of his unbeating heart thus far. ∙Occupation: A Bio-weapon created for the art of war/murder. ∙Family: ∙Mother - Deceased - Alexandra - A French Maiden turned Vampire. ∙Father - Unknown - Lornex - Pure Demon. ∙Siblings - None by blood - Seiji - Another Experimination Apollo constantly teases. ∙Friends: None. ∙Enemies: Seiji, creators, anyone aposed to him. Special Abilities/Weapons ∙Special Attacks: Hypnotic Gaze: ((Only works on Women)) Attracks the oppasite gender to lure them into traps to either feed upon or use as puppets. This only works as long as they keep eye contact. Kiss the Devil: ((Women only unless otherwise)) By laying a kiss onto a fair maidens lips, Apollo can hypnotize his prey to a further extent than the gaze. Lasts for as long as Apollo needs it. Mind Games: By luring unsuspecting guests into a pitch black room, Apollo begins to hum an enchanting tune. It captivates women and sends chills down mens spines. Apollo can see in the dark, so he can easily manuver through the room, keeping an eye on his prey. By preforming a blood seal, his guest is then sent into a world of eternal fire, despare, and heavy darkness. This is all inside the mind of his prey however, and so Apollo can torture his guest to all extremes either verbally or physically. Nightmare Rummage: By penitrating the mind of his prey, Apollo begins to weave the illusion that said victim is continiously being slaughtered. This can go on for years if Apollo wishes, however he grows bored quickly and usually decides to take the job seriously within the third night. ∙Special Powers : Higher senses along with a powerful sixth sense. Apollo is known for his cunning mind allusions though his speed has yet to be matched. He isn't much for a physical fighter though he does have a might good right hook. Another powerful skill he can use is manipulating shadow aura, forming it into a dangerous matter to inflict greater harm. ∙Weapon: His special abilities. ∙Secondary Weapon: A sword or throwing knives. ∙Item(s): -- ∙Weakness: Unlike most of his kind, he has become immune to light; though his power decreases greatly whilst in reach of the sun. Personality ∙Likes: Apollo loves to torture his victims before slaughtering them mercilessly. Tormenting Seiji is another of his favorite pass times as the Werewolf hybrid is easily irritated and upset. His favorite type of blood to drink is O or that of any high classed woman. He claims it 'brings them back to their original social class. Food.' ∙Dislikes: He loathes those who created him as he is doomed to forever kill, even if he enjoys it to an extent. When he is cut or injured, he does bleed which irritates him to no end; what kind of monster can be wounded? ∙Personal Quote: "I will not give you mercy no matter how much you beg or plead." "I cannot be easily defeated, but if you want to die, so be it." History Birth name: Rono. Born from a combination of a Vampire woman and a male Demon. Rono never knew much of his family's liniage, nor did he care. His life was extremely dull until one night, three scientists came knocking at his door. To his disgrace, he was knocked out by darts embeded with ultra-violet chemicals. He and his mother were taken to a facility in Rome where they underwent terrible experimentation. Alexandra did not survive. What those men were really after was always a mystery to Rono; but after what felt like an eternity, he gave up the desire to know. Due to certain chemicals injected in his system daily, Rono slowly began to lose all memory of his past life and was renamed Apollo. Years later, Rono was released back into the world to be tested. He had not willed it to happen but he became one of their best killers; perhaps due to his already deadly blood line. And to this day, he has been working for these murder hungry men, even though he believes himself higher than they could ever be. Almost God-like. ((God Complex, huh? xD)) Rest to be revealed. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Radicially Insane Characters of Moi! Fri Mar 06, 2009 7:11 pm | |
| ~Basic Info~ ∙Name: Sable & Shiroi. ∙Nickname: Twins of Chaos. ∙Age: Forever have they been Ageless as enitities, but as far as their current bodies go, about 19. ∙D.O.B.: It has been eons since they were given any form of life. ∙Gender: Currently both male. ∙Origin: A forgotten plain of existance. ∙Race: Embodied Light and Shadow. Dusk and Dawn. ∙Height: Sable- 5ft 9in. Shiroi- 5ft 8in. ∙Weight: Sable - 145lbs. Shiroi- 140lbs. ∙Hair Color: Sable has locks of raven feathers for hair. As dark as the darkest void. Though shaggy in length, it usually just reaches about neck length (the mid section of the neck). Shiroi's is also shaggy, and usually unkept however his is a more paled hue of blue. Very off set blue, in certain lighting shining a pure white color. ∙Eye Color: Both burning orange which flames to pure crimson when enraged or threatend. When reaching their Demonic forms however, Shiroi's orbs turn a glowing cobalt blue hue that pierces through the darkest of nights. Sable's turns a dark shade of purple/black that makes any Angel cringe. ~Weapons/Abilities~ ∙Special Attacks: Varies. ∙Special Powers : Transparancy, control over their speciality Element, manipulation of minor Demons, both have a Chaos form, and can combind into one pure Omega form. ∙Weapon: Sable uses a large broadsword which was forged using Lucifers own crystalized blood. A few of Lucifers remaining feathers were encased in it's hilt. Shiroi's katana was forged later than Sable's as Gabriel had to be killed in order to obtain it. It is forged with Gabriel's own crystalized blood, tears and the hilt has Gab's feathers centered in the very middle. ∙Secondary Weapon: Both are very well taught in Marial Arts. ∙Item(s): Each carries a book with them at all times - Shiroi's book is the teachings of Pandora and how the box may be opened while Sable's is how Pandora's box may be unleashed and used in the battle of Heaven and Hell. ∙Weakness: Sable is weak against Shiroi and anything resembling his gifts as the same with Shiroi. ~Character information~ Martial Status: Single. ∙Sexulaity Preference: Heterosexual. ∙Love Interest: No one has caught their liking yet. ∙Occupation: Information Seekers under Mephistopheles and Lucifer. Along with being a loyal guard. ∙Family: They've never had any of these since they were forced from two pure enitities. ∙Mother ∙Father ∙Siblings ∙Friends: Though their code is 'No friends, every enemy', they concider a few other Demons to be pals. Lance, Dani, Meph(though he'd rather beat them silly to be honest.). ∙Enemies: Each other though they force themselves to get along, any Angelical blood member, and a few Fallens. ~Personalities~ ∙Likes: For being members of the Dark Council, they are very fun loving boys who greatly enjoy being out in the world of Mortals. They love all food, even more so sugars. ∙Dislikes: Both dislike swimming, however they are skilled in doing as much. Sunny days are an annoyance and consumes their skills dramatically. ∙Personal Quote: Sable: Though my desire to fight fades with the breaking dawn... Shiroi: ....My desire grows lustful until Nightfall. ~History~ It wasn't even a decade after Lucifer fell from grace that the two twins had been created. Born from the Forbidden God of Old, the twins were each given different embodiments. Though Lucifer demanded they be placed under one body, the Forbidden scowled and told the Satanic Fiend that it would cause an uneven balance in power and eventually drive said child insane. Thus two boys were created. However, they were molded together like any normal mortal with a gift. They would eventually die but would be reborn into another body. Their entire line of reincarnation has been nothing but male, but their creator said it was possible for them to change into female during their long immortal journey. They themselves, and Lucifer, are greatful it hasn't occured yet. When born into a new body, the parents of the boys immedately die from sudden combustion of their cells. Any one in their family, a sister or another brother, also dies or goes to the brink of insanity. For being partically mortal, they age quickly into a more useful age such as 19. It has been noted though, that they can reach a more mature age like 25, but they prefer a youthful age. Mating is a ritual in their life, however it does not give their children their gifts of light and shadow. Their genes when mating are matched to a normal Minon Demon with very little to offer in traits. As far as personalities go, these two boys are greatly different. Shiroi is far more soft spoken however can easily become emotional whether it's happy or loatheful. Sable's personality is different because he is far more cocky, loves a challange and constantly lusts for blood shed. He is far more 'Insane' than his brother. A weakness of his would be loosing it in battle, and taking it way over the edge (same goes for Shiroi.) How else do you think Gabriel was weakend to the point of defeat? Currently, their job under Lucifer and Mephistopheles' command is Intelligence. Together, the boys, unknowningly, create the 'Skeleton Key' to the dangerous Pandora's Box. The box is an object which Lucifer has found could strike a serious blow against the Holy Father and his kin. Sable and Shiroi both search for a way to pull themselves together and preform their duty to Lucifer however, both have noted that by doing as much they would loose themselves forever and become Omega. ((Um..Yeah. I'm sorry if the twins offend any one *their history that is*. o.0 It's based on a story I have going which is based on Heaven and Hell waging war with each other. Really though I just thought Sable and Shiroi were adorable <3 Lol)) | |
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| Subject: Re: The Radicially Insane Characters of Moi! Sun Mar 01, 2009 4:21 pm | |
| ((Since it didn't fit on the first post, here is her past))
~- History -~
"Nina…” Who’s voice is that…? He sounds close…Yet faded… “..Nina, I’m sorry…” Sorry for what? Whose Nina..??.. Is he crying? “I’m sorry, Nina!!” …Making me sad now too… Edward Elric stood in the middle of the alley, becoming drenched from head to toe in the simple rain. The rain fogged the vision of his tears streaking red lines down his flushed cheeks. The cool late night breeze whisking away locks of pure gold that framed his face. He wasn’t alone. The pitter patter of raindrops crashing and splashing upon heavy metal echoed alongside the sound of Ed’s gasping sobs. Alphonse loomed solemnly behind his elder brother, loosing himself in the fact that his brother was lost. They’re faces were hazed, clouded by some distant fog that never seemed to cease existing. She stood there before the two boys, motionless like a statue. Where Ed’s hues were an unusual brunt gold hue, hers was colorless – black and narrowed. Her hair was straighter than pins and needles. Infatuated and all around fascinated with the scene portraying before her the girl tilted her head slightly, hair stuck wetly onto her pale flesh. Though the world to her seemed a blur everything was touchable. The rain splattering unto her body to the wind gently brushing its fingers across her cheek. “…Don’t cry…” She whispered. Slowly her body rounded, turning to face the wall she stood before. There, painted up there like some kind of idol or message for the world to read, she saw the painful mark of blood staining its blue tainted stone. It was the form of some kind of creature. “…Don’t cry…” Again she whispered silently upon realizing a small but trembling fact of herself; a warm bead streaming down her cheek. A tear. Her body began to quiver violently, knees rattling as if about to collapse at any second. But the terrifying sound of Ed gasping for air as he cried out for Nina shook her awake, cocking her head slightly over her shoulder. Her dripping strands of hair slid like a snake across her slender shoulder, her orbs flickering gently in fear of the boy. However, when her eyes came across his location she was more than astonished to see nothing was left in his wake. The area completely faded into a plain white look. Her mouth gaped wide as she gasped for air. Those once narrowed, sadden orbs of hers now returning to a normal amber hue. She was still in the stance of standing, peering over her shoulder. But the world had far but changed. Where she was once standing in a blood and rain drenched alley with two youngsters was abruptly replaced with the solid, white stone of the shower wall. As for the rain running fiercely throughout her locks? It was the fresh running water spraying out from the nozzle of the shower head. Slowly but still trembling from the sight she witnessed before, her head reeled back around in order to face the front completely. She brought her left hand up into her view, still feeling the pounding water cascade against her flesh. Her soft, almost memorizing amber hues leered down at the palm of her hand as she watched it shake uncontrollably. “..Another…Dream? Why?” Carefully she drew back the curtain of the shower, cringing slightly at the sound of the metal rings raking against the metal rod. Her body was pure, slightly smaller but shaped fine. Immediately after stepping out of the shower she reached for a towel off the rack and was quick to wrap it around herself for warmth. Lately, she had been having this awful, sometimes physically sickening dreams. Those brothers were always involved however.. Ed and Al. She had yet to memorize their names, but the sound of their hurt voices…the pain they suffered through… She remembered it vividly as if she lived through it with them. Quickly another towel was snatched up, a smaller one this time to use for her hair and to pat dry the beads of water… and tears from her face. “I wish I could meet these two.. It’s driving me insane not knowing who they are. Not to mention… Why I’m connected to them or whatever.” Sighed the girl heavily as she slowly approached the window in the bathroom. With slight effort she forced it up and open and was thankfully rushed with the cooling sensation of the midnight air. Her hair wasn’t completely dried yet but the few locks around her face, which no longer clung for safety against her cheekbone, was caught up in the light breeze. Her locks brushed her cheek eerily and ever so delicately. Though the fresh air cleared her mind a bit of the clouded thoughts, her eyes shifted their gaze quickly up toward the heavens that beamed with the stars. Catching the sight of the diamonds high above brought back a faint memory or rather, dream, of the brothers. There had been a few nights when they spent with each other simply gazing up at the same stars she now gazed upon. Those dreams were rare however. The more potent ones being nights like Nina’s death or the failed Human Transmutation they both suffered. Yes, even then she was a mere onlooker, watching in pure horror at the acts she witnessed. With another sigh she lowered herself onto the frame of the window, using her crossed arms to rest her chin upon. The window was on the second floor of her home that overlooked the vast lake with a town beaming just a few miles off the shore she was stranded upon. Her amber hues slowly drifted toward the water surrounded city, finding new comfort watching the city life flicker with lights. Being locked away forever in her mansion.. it was terrible. But having nothing to do with the outside world around her.. well why would she bother to disturb it with herself? Sighing again she straighten herself up, finally deciding to relieve herself from the heat the bath had given off. But, all at once, everything came crashing around her. There was a loud, ear shattering noise from downstairs. The young girl froze stiff as she listened carefully. From the sound of trampling feet, the crashing of vases and pictures falling from their hook on the walls, she couldn’t deny the fact that Robbers took a liking to her empty mansion. With a new racing heartbeat she quickly snatched up her robe and flung it over herself. But by this time the storming and pounding of heavy feet were rushing up the stairs, bound to come down this corridor eventually. Tears threatened the amber hues of the girl as her heart lurched within her ribcage. “..Am I going to die? No.. I need to meet those boys… I can’t die until then…” She assured herself but the feeling of drowning in her own doubt was enough to break mirrors. Suddenly her hues shot up like bullets as voices raged outside the bathroom door. “Someone’s in here!” One cried aloud, followed by rushing footsteps again. “Hurry up and haul their ass outta there then! We’re runnin’ late!” One shouted back loudly from down stairs. She only knew as much because she had plenty of dreams where such events occurred… Wait, could this be yet another dream? Like hell it was! She let out a crying gasp as the pure white with golden leaf etched door broke into a thousand splinters after what sounded like drawing occurred. Two men dressed in dingy gray tank-tops and black pants stood staring curiously at the girl before rushing in to grab her. Frantic and unsure of her options the girl instinctively began to flail her arms around, dodging to and fro to avoid their coal dusted hands from touching her freshly cleaned body. Her attempts though were useless unless she found some way to jump clear over their skulls and out the door.. but even if that miracle could happen, she’d have to face the rest of the gang inside the house. Unless… As she ducked under one mans grasp, thrusting her elbow into his back as he tripped – forcing him into the sink – the girl quickly reeled her head over her shoulder. The window? “I’ve gotta try!” She thought bitterly and before she knew it, her body lunged for the Ceil of the window. With whatever speed she could muster she forced herself up onto the narrow gap between the ledge and the glass. Once she was up she pulled her legs out the window and quickly turned around so she still had hold of the ledge. All the while the men growled and scurried quickly toward her. Her amber hues shot up once and widen with pure horror. The man before her took the butt of the gun which had slept in its holster until now, and smashed it against one of her hands. The young maiden howled with outright pain but still held on tightly with her left hand. Cringing she managed to open one eye, just in time too. The same man now had his gun aimed directly at her and with a loud, shattering bang, fired it. “…N-no… I can’t yet.. I can’t...die..” Her mind murmured once more without total realization of her body plummeting from the second story window of her mansion. The wind whispered and howled around her ears and all she could do was watch helplessly as her locks of hair came whisking around her view, the bathroom window slowly fading from view. With a defeated groan she closed her eyes and whispered lowly, “Edward…Alphonse..” What happened next she could only imagine with gruesome details. Luckily for her, both mind and body seemed to shut down before she came to an impact with the long haired grass that lead to the lakes glistening edge. But when she would wake up, she would no longer be just a dreamer watching the world play out from afar, having visions of things or people she had never known to exist until that moment in time.. Instead she would finally be able to live what those people talked so often about, life. But first, she had to overcome her hostage situation…
This was Serafina's past. Unknown and uncertain. This was years she would never regain, never remember. Time and again she recalls faded images of several other young women such as herself locked away in the foul mens houses, their havens. One girl still remains in her mind however, a promise as well. "Sisters forever. I promise." Spoke Sera the night she and another escaped their hell. They weren't sisters but having been six years older than her, Serafina took charge of the girl up until they had to depart from one another. To this day, the blue haired wonder still has no idea where her 'sister' could be...
It was several months after her escape that Serafina wandered into Central, battered and bruised. After fainting in the middle of the sidewalk one rainy night Sera was taken to the hospital where she was asked several puzzling questions from police officers. "Did someone attack you?" "Were you assaulted?" "Who are you...?" The truth was, she hadn't eaten in days. Passing several local bakeries and other shops of the sort had made the young maiden crumple in pain. Apparently there had been murders in the area recently; which was why she was being questioned. Afraid of letting her out on the streets again without shelter or protection from this killer, she was brought to stay at the military base in Central. The man who had brought her there was Maes Hughes. Thus the journey began.. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Radicially Insane Characters of Moi! Sun Mar 01, 2009 4:21 pm | |
| ~- Appearance -~ ~- General Information -~ ∙Name: Serafina Doriimaa (Meaning Heavenly Dreamer) ∙Nickname: Sera, Sapphire, Aquamarine. ∙Age: 20. ∙D.O.B.: February twenty-first. ∙Gender: Female. ∙Origin: When asked, her only reply will be "A Mansion across the lake." No one ever really knows where or what she's talking about, but neither does she. She only remembers the lonely mansion. ∙Race: Human. ∙Height: 5ft. 2in. ∙Weight: 95lbs. ∙Hair Color: An oddity amongst the odd. Serafina's long locks of pure ocean hues cascade down her shoulders like pure luscious waterfalls but abruptly halt about mid back length. A few bangs dangle around her face, framing the pale complexion she has with grace. Her hair color seems to vary on occasion. A few years back, her hair was deep blue like the depths of any sea, but now it's tainted with lighter colors such as aquatic blues and the occasional bottle glass blue. ∙Eye Color: Her eyes are also a mystery. Usually a shade of blue that never seems to match her hair, Serafina has been known to have caramel hues, rich oak browns and very rarely, crimson. She herself has never really taken note of her eyes, unless they are mentioned in a conversation. After living with the Hughes for a while however, they've maintained their blue essence behind the glass of her glasses. ((She does not need glasses, but for some reason her eyes have stayed one hue longer with them on. Plus Maes wears them <3.)) ~- Character Information -~ ∙Martial Status: Single. ∙Sexuality Preference: Heterosexual. ∙Love Interest: She has yet to find anyone to captivate her interest in a romantic way. ∙Occupation: Wanderer, Babysitter. ∙Family: ∙Mother -- ∙Father -- ∙Siblings -- Friends: The Entire Hughes family. When she arrived in Central, Gracia and Serafina were automatically bonded. The two are related in some way shape or form. By blood or marriage is unclear. When Serafina arrived in Central, she was without shelter, so the family took her in shortly after Elysia was born. However, with time, Serafina got her own little apartment just a short walk away in the upstairs of a coffee shop. On occasion she has met with the Elric brothers as well. But long before her arrival, she knew the boys - before their sin. Serafina has had many encounters with them, even watched their mother die from the safe haven of her dreams. There is an unexplained connection between the Elrics and Serafina. Enemies: The rouge Alchemists that started her entire life anew. They kidnapped her one fateful night after a raid of her empty Mansion. Spirited her away to some unknown lands and by some merical, she had escaped. To this day, she is unaware that they're still searching for her and not to mention the others fully aware of her existence. Including people she has no ties with that she knows of. ~- Abilities and Weaponry -~ ∙Special Attacks: None. ∙Special Powers : Serafina has odd powers that allow her to see slightly into the future of others, and witness the past of them as well. This is most noted with the Elric brothers. She can place herself there, beside them, as it happens. She is often called a witch if she says or mentions this, so rarely she speaks of visions she has witnessed. With those that she has envisioned before actually meeting them, claim they have seen her some where before, that she rings a bell some place in their mind. Often they do not realize this fact until the matter is over with. ∙Weapon: Serafina rarely does any combat of any sort. So if in danger, she uses her instincts and anything that could be slightly helpful such as a stick, rod, or even a kind of self defense she's learned over the years. ∙Secondary Weapon: ∙Item(s): The Aquamarine pendant that dangles from her neck - a memento of long ago. Other times include her glasses, a locket bracelet with a picture of her and the Hughes family - shaped in a star with a heart for the picture. ∙Weakness: Fire, alchemy in general, any one of her friends that are placed in harms way, mentioning of her 'existence'. ~- Personality -~ ∙Likes: Serafina likes many things, hates very little. She loves sweet foods like candy, honey, strawberries, anything fruits to be honest. Any kind of weather condition she enjoys, but has strong feelings for the rainy days and sometimes snow. Days with a soft, gentle breeze with a soft sun kiss rays curtaining the city are very beautiful in her eyes and makes her completely happy. Being with the Hughes is a great joy and honor of hers too. Such a kind family, and a surprise that Maes Hughes lets Serafina take care of Elysia when he's home.(The guy loves his daughter, I'll tell you what. >>). The family is very kind to her, treating her like a part of the family as well. She cherishes that more than anything. Serafina though has a tendency to scout information out for herself, a never ending search for knowledge - even if that means putting herself at risk. She also enjoys her time with Edward and Alphonse. ∙Dislikes: For one reason or another, Serafina has a never ending fear of fire. She finds this out during her first enchanted/dream encounter with Roy Mustang. She also hates fighting, blood, pain, others crying, people telling her she is devil sent, anyone who could harm a child, the mentioning of her family in a distasteful or false manner. Lies. ∙Personal Quote: "I just cant understand their way of life. How can anyone gain meaning from death and pain? I'll never understand I suppose..." -- "Two souls...with everything left to say...." | |
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| .::. Appearance .::.
((I'll get her picture in due time. For now, here's a discription.)) Long silver hair drapes over her shoulders with bangs that spike but only reach mid-forehead. In certain lighting, people claim to have seen her with silvery blue hair instead of pure silver, but it is a fact that she does in deed have hues of blue in her hair. Her complexion is compared to a dead soul or a Vampire at times - due to her mixed heritage ((Vampire is in her blood)). Large cobalt blue eyes stare at you with lust and a gleam of innocence. Clothing wise, she wears skin tight leather outfits that's thought of as 'Cat Woman' style. Just, not so revealing. If anything, her tops cover more than the Cat Woman suit does. ((Note this is Cat Woman as in the movie Cat Woman, not Batman.)) As for shoe wear, it's skin tight, thin heeled boots that strap up until mid-thigh area. This also makes her taller and makes a womanly 'click' sound ^^. On her hands are fingerless black leather gloves that reach just past elbow length.
.::. General Information .::.
∙Name: Nasuko Moxington. ∙Nickname: Nasu. ∙Age: ? ? ? Appears to be around the age of a seventeen year old. ∙D.O.B.: May 13 ???? ∙Gender: Female.
∙Origin: ∙Race: She's considered a mutt - Hybrid Vampire, Hell Hound, and unknown traces. ∙Height: 5' 0". ∙Weight: She'd body slam, choke slam, and bite you before telling that. But her body suggests that she is light weight, and has a few womanly curves. ((She's made fun of because she never acts womanly at all)).
∙Hair Color: The young madian has midback length flowing silver hair that shimmers with a hue of navy blue in certian light and darkness. She has a few stray locks of bangs dangling off to the side of her face as well as some covering her forehead, but all are uneven. To many, she seems to have a real silvery blue color than her normal silver. Normally is worn down but every so often Nasu will tie it up in a messy ponytail. Even though she's rarely seen messing with her hair, her fine locks are kept perfectly tidy. ∙Eye Color: Large empty orbs of cobalt blue stare dully at you, as if reading your soul. ^_^ That is Nasu's eyes. But when outraged, those angelic cobalt blue eyes change into a fiery crimson red that burn with the flame of a thousand hells. When rage is dying down though, it takes time before her crimson eyes change back - leaving her with dull crimson colored orbs until then.
.::. Personal Status .::.
∙Martial Status: Single. ∙Sexulaity Preference: Male - Vampire. ∙Love Interest: Lance Lockhart.
∙Occupation: ∙Family: ∙Mother - Kita - deceased. ∙Father - Magnus - deceased. ∙Siblings - Older half brother - Raziel Tepes. ∙Friends: She doesn't exactly have those...Just people she knows. ∙Enemies: . . . .PLENTY OF THESE. ^^ Too many to name though.
.::. Abilities and Weapons .::.
∙SpecialAttacks: ∙Special Powers : ~ Incredibly nifty, sneaky, crafty and uncontrolably loud yet dangerous. In simple terms, she can be an exellent theif when she wants to, or play out the role of stupidity when needed. ^^ She taught herself that...Though there wasn't much need for teaching... ~ Higher sences, incredibly swift and nimble, yet that comes at a price-being a total clutz. Has shamanistic ablities ((don't have to know Shaman King though.)) Nasu is powerfully aware of aura's and energys of any kind, and can sniff out just about any burger stand. Finally, to add to all of this I must say, Nasu can eat nearly twenty burgers and fries and never gain a pound. But not like she eats THAT much. ~ Taught to her by Mephistopheles, Nasu also has minimal manipulation over Shadows and Voids. She uses this mainly for transportaion, but works good for shielding in battles as well. After all, she is still a student under Mephy ^^.
∙Weapon: Sickles. ∙Secondary Weapon: Physical combat. ((A little fact about Nasu - But to her shame, Nasu mainly sticks with poking foreheads or fleeing the sceen for a burger. When the time is needed though, she can open a BIG can of woop ass! Woot!))
∙Item(s): Nothing of any actual interest.
∙Weakness: Besides the basic Holy elements, she has a soft spot for innocent animals believe it or not - such as Kittens and puppies. Though some creatures would be safer AWAY from her. ^^u.
.::. Personality .::. ∙Likes: Enjoys pleasent days in dark, musty basements, loves visiting the local burger joint, using her sticky finger skills on random people, Being random as heck, starting converstations with ducks and moths, pretending she's Queen of the Damned, all together just being herself. Plus rice balls! ∙Dislikes: Perky breasted women, show-off girls, human girls in general, Angelics, icey waters, snow, daylight and an aray of other things.
∙Personal Quote: "Aww!! You dirty buttwax!"
.::. History .::.
Nasu is a proud member of the Moxington clan. Though her mother is a Full Blooded Vampire, and her father is a Hybrid Hell Hound, that didn't mean they were sure of Nasu's blood. She showed signs of different blood links during her years of training. Even her brother didn't believe that was all that was in her blood; though he didn't think his mother was unfaithful. But not once did anyone breath too much into the situation. Nasu was here and she was the heir to the Moxington clan. ((Her bro didn't want it..The stuck up ass hole xD)). After a few years of training in battle and being taught the blood line way of things, Nasu and her brother were soon exposed to the Demonic Realm and Angelical Realm. Every Moxington save her and her brother, were slayen in one night. Angels had ridden down on magnificent horses only to slay the Moxington family. Only Nasu and her brother survived thanks to two men. Their names were, Lord Mephistopheles and Lance. From that moment on, Nasu and brother joined with the Demon Lord only as students though. ((To Nasu's surprise, she found out she was crushing on Lance xD)) But as mere students, rarely do they get envolved with large operations with Mephistopheles and the gang. Someday, she hopes to become a helpful minon under Lord Mephistopheles. But for now, they do their duty to the human realm by preforming types of Voodo, and other gorey events. | |
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| ~General Information~ Name: Oliver DeLorme Nickname: Enmity. Age: 22. D.O.B: July 17th. Gender: Male. Origin: A small country side town in France. Height: 6ft. 3in. Weight: 132lbs. Heritage: French/Vampire. Hair Colour: Strictly golden, worn spidery and constantly loose. I Eye Colour: Blazing topaz, the same color one would leer down upon if you melted the stone for its rich golden pigment. However, when he hasn't fed in a set amount of time, Oliver's gleaming orbs will turn a very dulled, glossy, smoke gray. Likes: He enjoys hanging out with his band, Sinful Roses; to whom he is the lead singer and occasionally electric guitarist. He loves writing the music for his band, playing the piano to softer melodies, listening to violin and harp music, along with opera-metal. His favorite flower is a Scarlet Rose on which is a hybrid rose his late mother designed. He, and the rest of the band, act throughout their concerts, portraying various sins and hateful acts; which was Olivers idea since he had always dreamt of becoming a actor in a beautiful theater. ((Not movie actor)) Like anyone else, he also loves being himself which is hard to do whilst in the public eye; his role in the band is a hateful, sadistic mind on which he has to pretend to be while in front of fans even if out on the streets. Dislikes: He has no desire to hunt human blood, however if needed he will stalk out, trap and drink from a crazed fan or two. His manager he hates greatly; he knows of Olivers 'delima' and toys with it constantly. Anyone who dares threaten his friends, band members or any innocent by-standard he will viciously turn spiteful against. Drug Usage: Daizlyc - a pill designed specially for Vampires. It gives them temporary relief while in the sunlight. Alcohol Perferance: -- Martial Status: Single. Love Perferance: Nobody and he intends for it to stay that way. Interest: -- Occupation: Lead in Sinful Roses - a Metal-Opera band. Family: All deceased. Friends: Thus far, band members - Marcilla ((The female voice of the band)), Dion ((Drummer)), Lestat ((Bass)). Enemies: Clayton his bands manager. The Volturi. Personality: Without his band Ego, Oliver is a very simple minded man who is very easy going. He is easily pleased and enjoys the vibrant ways of life. He may come off as cruel, cold and distant, however this is either his Enmity ruse or to protect others from his otherwise dangerous persona. Personal Quote: "I personally hate what I am, that doesn't mean I hate who I am." History: Olivers past life was very decent, enjoyable and all around beautiful. Though the exact date of birth is forever lost to Oliver, he remembers the simplicity he had dealt with back then. Living in the countryside of France, on a small farm; it was more than enough excitement for him. He can recall traveling into the neighboring town with his mother on countless occasions on which they would travel to a small store his Grandmother owned there. It was a flower shop. It was always chalk full of fresh, dazzling array of flowers galore. For a short while, Oliver helped his mother and grandmother by trying to promote the small shop. But as he grew, stronger and older, he became more useful with his hands. He then traded his job for one that helped his father with the horses which pulled them back and forth from the city to their home. He also worked as a store-hand by arranging the crates in the back room for his grandmother. He was soon given a younger sister when he was 13 years of age. Her name was Melanie. Now, more than ever, he was needed to help tend to the farm. He was constantly rushing over his work in order to give his mother a lift to and from the store; helping everyone as much as possible. Everyone in his family admired how helpful he was becoming; not to mention how handsome he was aging to be. At the age of 17, a local taverns daughter had caught his eye. She was beautiful, stunning and had an incredible voice. Oliver swore she was an angel. Oh how the heart works in mysterious ways! Every day while in town, Oliver made up silly excuses to search the streets for this fair maiden of his. And every day he found her singing hymns within the small church. Finally the day came, when after countless sneak-in's to hear her sing, he confronted the lady. After that moment, they both knew they were extremely fond with one another. She loved the way he could play the piano whilst she sang to him her angelical notes. But, as the wintery day came that he set out to purpose to her; he had found not a trace of her. A heart full of sorrow and thoughtless mind, he headed back home, only to find it in flames. Apparently, Oliver had forgotten to tie up the mustang in the barn and left a lantern burning. It spelt doom immediately. The fire from the barn was blown from its roof, leaping across the short distance to reach his baby sisters room. She, he assumed, was the first taken in the fiery hell along with mother and father. No one survived. From that moment on, though accused for starting the fire on purpose, Oliver went to stay with his elderly grandmother. It wouldn't be months until he saw his fair lass again and when he did find her at last, she had changed drastically. Her smile was no more, as if taken by the devils hands himself. Her eyes were a shade different, and far more dangerous. What had happened to his angel? When he caught her alone, she confessed. She had in fact loved Oliver, as much as he did her, however her father had arranged that she be wed to a man in Paris. She'd been taken away for months, only now coming back to visit her family. Suddenly their moment together was ruined when her new love came stalking up. He rudely yanked her away from Oliver's grasp; they had been inches from a kiss. The man was slender, well built and overall beautiful. He suited her. However, it still angered Oliver. In attempt to win her back, Oliver sought to fight the man. He had a crude awakening coming. He was tossed around like a rag doll; into walls and onto the street. Under the fleeting light of a flickering street lamp, the man approached Oliver silently through the ankle deep snow. Looking up from his hole in the snow, Oliver saw it; there gleaming in the faint light. The mans gleaming, pearly teeth. Sharp, pointed... He noticed Oliver's stare, and heaved a heavy laugh into the dark night. He was a vampire. A vampire that took Oliver's love as his own. The man then knelt down by Oliver's side, picking up the limp 22 year old as if a doll in the crisp snow. Without warning, a blinding pain flashed through Oliver's mind. He screamed, a horrid scream he had only heard once before; that of his family dying in the fire. Maybe...he would see them all again... Lost in the moment, Oliver went useless in the mans arms. His eyes were glazed over with haze, his mind racing with pictures of his mother, father, sister and her.. But he wasn't done yet. With another fit of howls Oliver was sent tumbling back into the snow, dizzy and all-around tired. With whatever strength he had left, he gazed over at two sprawling figures five feet from him. They faught and screamed at each other, like massive beasts of hell. The last image Oliver had caught before falling unconscious? Her face, smiling weakly down at him, and those unnaturally pointed teeth... After the incident, having found out he himself was turned, fled the town, leaving his grandmother to die alone. He left immediately, roaming mindlessly in search for his lost love; knowing deep in his mind.. there was nothing he could do to win her back. An eternity passed him by like days, and eventually Oliver came out from the shadows, being confronted with others like himself. It was after World War II. Years kept flying still and eventually he was discovered as a vocal genius as he sang lonely songs in the street for his own amusement; hoping maybe a certain someone would recall the songs he sang... ~Other Information~ Weapons: He himself can be a very deadly weapon. Abilities: He had always held a talent for music within himself, and once being turned, Oliver found that his music could touch people in greater ways than normal. Nothing too useful, unless he sang a hateful song; which could easily start riots amongst the people. Special Attack: -- Personal Items: -- Normal Items: More than a thousand books he had stumbled across in his many years of endless youth. Weakness: Anyone or anything that reminds him of his beloved sweetheart, innocent people in danger, Non-vegetarian Vampires. Strengths: -- [url= ] | |
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