Vlasta Kral

The Black Queen

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Pet to Greed

NO! She's all mine~~

6'3

166

She towers over most women and men at a height of 6'3. Her body is feminine with the features of a magnificent beauty, eyes of pale blue framed in long dark eyelashes, light blonde hair waving halfway down her back, a face with soft features, curves in the right places and none where they shouldn't be. She is a figure of true beauty oddly enough and she is well aware of it. Her appearance is filled with deceit, hiding the cold blooded killer hiding just under flawless ivory skin. One wouldn't think a woman, especially one looking like her could be capable of the slaughters she is known for.

She wears a long black dress, open down to her waist, allowing a slit view of her torso. The collar is trimmed in thick black fur that continues on past the waistline of her dress where a red belt cinches. Her sleeves reach her elbows where there is even more of the matching black fur that falls down around the metal covering her arms. The bottom of her dress is light, made of a soft, thin fabric that whips around her with even the slightest wind. It is fit loosely to allow her legs movement. Upon her feet she wears high heeled black boots that add another five inches to her already looming height. Black straps cross over the tall boots, spikes studded into them. At her toes there as a hook, much like that of a fishing hook but exaggerated in size. They bend back enough to allow her to walk without tarnishing her dress.

Reference

-Being in Control
-Marking What's Hers
-Meat
-Being Praised
-Traditional Things
-Manners
-Her Form of Justice

-Serving Anyone
-Being Opposed
-Sexists
-Modern Technologies
-Fools, or People She Deems as Such
-The Sins
-Being Played With
-Dishonesty
-Anything Against Her Beliefs

-She has an extremely short temper and won't put up with annoyances most of the time
-The concept of mercy is something beyond her
-She strongly dislikes sharing
-She also dislikes anyone who tries to control her or is too clingy despite the hypocrisy
-She won't listen to any reasoning, brushing it off as an excuse
-She looks down on nearly everyone, including the sins

-While she may hate it she is true to her sentence passed to her by Greed and loyal to him
-Those she cares somewhat for will always have her protection
-She doesn't go around starting trouble like other togabito. It just finds her.
-She is strong willed and never goes down too easily
-Her sense of her justice is strong

As would seem obvious, Vlasta is a woman drowning in her own wrath. She is a bomb with a short fuse, just the smallest of annoyances causing her blood to boil. She relieves herself if this heat by taking it out on whatever is close enough,often one of her own pets. Most often it is their own unintentional actions that bring her to such a state so they deserve it after all. For those that deliberately go against her their fate is even more deserved. Whether allegations be true or false, she will stand for even hearing a word uttered about one her pets, or any togabito for that matter going against her.

She is a firm believer in her own justice, a form in which her wrath often takes form. She will not hesitate to start an entire war filled with blood shed and even more anger and revenge if it is for a cause she sees as just. That was how she got to where she is today after all. To further take on the role as a keeper of justice, she crowned herself with the title like that of a Queen. All matters concerning those unlucky enough to be seen in the act and judged as guilty by the ruthless woman , which is an extremely high majority, are met with a gruesome death under her angered power. Just looking down at those guilty of crimes against her or others under her reign is enough to raise her disgust to an intolerable level, and that must be taken out on some one.

She has a serious demeanor and a smile is a rare sight on her face. She has no time to truly relax, unable to really no matter how she would try. However she doesn't long for that unknown feeling of being at ease, getting the feel of being free from duties for once She is a woman of her duty, believing she must carry out her initial will from when she was alive. All of the time there are injustices she must solve and other reasons that she must kill.

Over the years Vlasta has allowed herself a few other who she had gotten close to like lovers, or at least to make them think they were so special if she gained something from it. She knows about her looks and how she can use them to her advantage, proud of being such a perfect woman. She is extremely violent in any kind of relationship though, extremely possessive and ready to snap at them more than the average annoyance. She knows what she is doing though and how to lure one into staying right around her little finger, not above using her charms even if she finds it a bit disgusting that people would be so easily manipulated. She had spent such a long time with sinners though so it would really come as no surprise. She found herself slightly enjoying it though, getting out of monogamous relationships all together and having a few that she could commit such acts with.

- She has a double sided scythe, black in color. The blades are charcoal in color, one with a smooth cutting edge and the other with heavily serrated edges. Its staff is at a length of 6 feet. In the center of its blood crusted black staff it detached into two weapons connected by a long black chain. The two handles of each end extend out, both now the six feet in length the weapon itself was before.

-A blade four feet in length with an extra eight inches added to it when its hilt is included. The blade is silver in color, slightly rusted in some areas and the edges are slightly marred with a light coloring of red. There are a few chips in her sword from previous centuries upon centuries of use. The handle is made of black steel with a ruby accent. It is wrapped in black leather to keep her hands from sliding.
Spoiler:

-In addition Vlasta wears two weapons upon her arms. The base of each is a band on layering plated steel, completely encasing her arms from her elbow to her hand. Laying slightly over her hand where spikes and studs have been laid for further damage for punches. There is blade protruding out over each of her fingers much like claws, hinging so they can move with her fingers to make a fist or any other gesture. Attached to the bands are two heavy, large blades that would seem to be used in that of a scythe, the legnth of her arms though they curve back slightly to be tucked away behind her back.

For: togabito power
Name: Pawn
Type: Offensive
Cost: Low
Range: self
Description: The blades attached to Vlasta's gauntlets become coated in a layer of dripping lava. Not only can she use this to obviously make her slices more excruciating but she can also whip it off one blade in a splash like motion if her opponent is just out of her reach. This effect also extends to the claw-like blades that cover her fingers and the hooks attached to her boots. This lasts for 3 posts with a cool down of 3 posts.

For: togabito power
Name: Bishop
Type: Offensive
Cost: Low-Medium
Range: long
Description: Using her double sided scythe much more like a magic staff, Vlasta spins it around it around at a high speed, lava forming around the blades and flowing off of them, creating a circle of molten lava. Once to the level she wants she can released it in a hollow, beam-like shape toward her target. At some point she can choose to collapse it shape and let it fall. The attack can be up to twenty feet in diameter with a foot wide circle and can travel up to forty feet. Cool down is three posts.

For: togabito power
Name: Knight
Type: offensive
Cost: medium-long
Range: mid-long
Description: Lava coats over her arms, starting at her shoulders and extending three feet past her hands, forming a sharp point that spreads out to the width of her gauntlet blades to a foot past her inner arm, making her arms more or less blades themselves. She can fire these off at her opponent up to a total of fifteen feet before they lose their shape and then they travel another ten feet in shapeless forms. If she fires both of them at the same time then a band made up of lava connects between them like a rein. If this rein hots her target both masses of lava will be drawn to whatever it hit. This rein vanishes after the fifteen foot range. The effect stays on her arm for a maximum of three posts and has a cool down of three posts.

For: togabito power
Name: Queen
Type: Passive/Offensive
Cost: High
Range: Self
Description: Once every battle Vlasta can use this technique. She takes on the form of a herself only thirteen feet tall and made up completely of lava. This form includes lava forms of her different weapons. She can extend a part of her body in this form and shoot a blast of lava two feet in diameter at the cost of the hand or whatever else she might have used until it regenerates after the battle itself. Because of this it is extremely risky for her to use too much. Damage inflicted to her will not immediately effect her while she is in this form but when this form wear off the full amount of damage she received will takes its toll on her. That's not to say that if her arm was cut off it would remain attached. she simply would not feel it yet. This also makes it dangerous for her to use because she could easily be in a state of near death right after. She can still use other techniques in this form but they will have the same limitations and power. This lasts for three posts.

So she like...totally doesn't have it yet but like..you just wait and stuff!!!

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Vlasta was born into a servant family to the ruler of her land. She was assigned the duties to the princess when they were both just young girls. It didn't seem like work at all. She did what few things she was told to do and the rest of the time she spent just being friends with the young princess. They were best friends near instantly and with some persuading to the king Vlasta was removed from her servant title. That wasn't everything Vlasta wanted though. She still wanted to serve but in a different way. She began watching the warriors as they trained, copying them with a sword that the princess had stolen from her father.

She of course was caught with such a sword and was right on her way to being rushed right back to the bottom of the food chain or killed until she fought off what men came at her, much to their surprise. The king witnessed this little happening and was impressed with the strength the girl had. She was forgiven for having the stolen sword though it was taken back only to be replaced with one made especially for her. Vlasta trained until she was 14, returning to the castle then with the sworn duty of protecting her princess with her life which she would gladly do.

Shortly after her return the king died and still at such a young age Vlasta's dear friend took over the throne. She served her position wonderfully for 8 years until she was married to man her advisers pushed her into. Vlasta hated him. He looked at her with malice due to the fact that she was such a strong female warrior. He hated the laws made in favor of equally and all around he was just cruel and hardly subtle. What he did only a year and a half left her with nothing but burning hatred.

When the princess married her husband began to quickly take control of the duties that had once been governed by the princess. He wanted more though and wasn't going to settle for long. Vlasta heard petrified screams one night and ran to her majesty's room with no hesitation only to find the man standing at her bed side holding a bloodied sword and the slit throat of her friend, her lifeless eyes looking right at her. Vlasta couldn't help but to scream out, to cry, to mourn. No time was wasted in using her point of weakness either to detain her before she could recover and attack. Yes he had killed the princess but Vlasta killing him in retaliation would only be a larger crime.

A week passed and Vlasta was finally released back into duties and a world she now hated. She was to protect the very man she hated the most. He began to take what rights the princess had given to women, returning them back to a state where they were only good to please the men of the country. Outraged Vlasta decided to not give in to such laws that were being past, believing in her own justice. She took the role of a vigilante against the king and all men instead, forming a rebellion that would leave Bohemia in a bloody war between men and women that would be passed down as a legend over the centuries known as the Maiden's War.

Betraying their families, women and girls from all around joined together under her rule, looking up to her as a princess and hero for their revenge of unfair treating. Once they were gathered, Vlasta led them to the river where they constructed a fortress which she governed over, preparing her women for the future plans she had. The men would watch them, laughing as the girls trained in the arts of arms and horsemanship. Little did they know that their laughter should have been replaced with fear. Vlasta was sure to implant undying loyalty into her girls and any girl that showed signs of second thought were killed by her comrades. Not only that but they had spies, monitoring the men and their moves and reporting what they heard to Vlasta who awaited for the right time for their first attack.

When the time came it was a violent one. Vlasta and her followers raced down on Horseback into the land under the King's control, bringing a battle to a number of his soldiers who looked onward confused. They watched as the light glinted of the maiden's swords as they drew nearer. However the soldiers continued to think that the girls would give in to fear a flee back to their fortress. Not a single one of them even had the thought to turn back.

"Hurl yourselves at them! Allow none to live, kill every one, each of them whoever he is, be he brother, be he father!" Vlasta shouted as she led her followers into the battle, racing out a head of them to spill the first blood. She shot out an arrow that struck its target and the first wail of a man was heard as it pierced into his chest.

The words from their leader only drove the girl's on further. Suddenly from the air there was a barrage of arrows, falling like down pouring rain onto the male troops. Dozens upon dozens of them fell and before any knew what to think the girl's were among them, swords and spears drawn. Vlasta rampaged her way through the men along with her women and in only a half hour the battle was over. 300 men lay dead at the feet of their horses and the few that remained fled to the cover of a nearby forest. They had gotten their first victory.

These short battles continued and as the women became more of a threat stronger soldiers were sent out to annihilate them. One of the soldiers was a man named Ctirad. He cut down many of Vlasta women, mocking as he did so. Out of all of the men, he was the one Vlasta hated most, even more than the king that disgusted her to the point of waging this war. She wanted to see his blood spilled more than anyone else.

However it was clear that he wasn't going to be easily stopped on the battlefield. For such cases Vlasta had other ideas for. Some women had not been cut out for tough fighting but their beuty stood out beyond all others. They were perfect for luring men into traps. Using one of her follows, Vlasta lured Ctirad and some of his soldiers to their deaths. Her lure, a woman named Sarka, had been tied to a tree, left to call out for help which Ctirad heard and could not deny. She explained to him that she had refused Vlasta, begging for the man's help which he gave her, untying her and tending to her as his men took the time to rest for the night, unknowing about what lurked in the shadows of the trees around them.

Within minutes Vlasta and a great number of her followers attacked the unready men. The soldiers were cut down, several women tagging on to one which made fighting back impossible. Not even Ctirad stood a chance. He was pushed to the ground, held there by all of his limbs as he flailed. He could only watch as some of his men fled and the others slaughtered and finally, Vlasta herself walking up on him, blades in hand. She made the first blow and she was soon joined by the other girls and he was tortuously killed, then left in the field with the rotting corpses of his troops, hordes of flies swarming around the battle ground and coloring the sky black.

The killing of Ctirad left the men in outrage. He was beloved among men and they soon sought revenge. They went to the king though none truly waited for any orders before they went out, killing any of Vlasta's girls they found and taking survivors back to the castle as prisoners.

Getting news of this Vlasta herself became angered and wasted no time in forming together another attack this time heading straight for the kind with confidence. With all of her soldiers behind her, she rode in;t the men's land, raiding the estate of the king, dead set on freeing her women and finally beginning an end to this war and claiming rule of Bohemia and end it would.

Together they fought and as Vlasta stormed through man after man upon her horse, believing that her soldiers were following right behind her. However when she looked back she saw that they did not compare to her strength. Only a few were standing and the rest had fallen, their bodies being paraded over, and she was next. She was surrounded , hands reaching out for her and no matter how she fought Vlasta could not escape from her fate. She was pulled from her horse, her weapons torn from her hands. She was cut apart with knives in the same way Ctirad had died, both of their deaths fueled by angered revenge and hatred.

Afterlife:
During her life Vlasta knew that she would be sent to Hell whenever she died. She was very aware that several things she had done were horid and unthinkable for the average person. She had killed hundreds just in her vengence and she was completely okay with that. She wasn't let down, being swallowed up by Hell such a short time after her death. She was met with torturous suffering and countless painful deaths that would have made anyone else go mad. This was Vlasta though. She was too strong willed to just give into the tortures like others had. She was far above them.

Vlasta spent hundreds of years in Hell, destroying anyone that dared contest her. After the first three hundred years she ceased to die, never being contested due to her growing reputation and when she was it was of little challenge to her. She was just existing there. Sure it was a horrible place to call home but oddly enough Vlasta found herself liking hell. She could exact whatever justice she saw fit, giving herself the artificial title of Queen though it really only held meaning to her and a few togabitos that, to save their own hides, bowed down and asked to follow her. She denied every last one of them. She couldn't trust them. Nearly all of them were male and the once that were female were no comparison to her warriors wile she was living and thus couldn't meet her expectations.

A few more hundred years passed by and one by one these new powers began to rise up, calling themselves embodiments of the seven deadly sins, one of them even claiming to be the King of Hell herself. She wasn't fond of these newcomers just popping up and taking all the power for themselves, not in the slightest. Vlasta confronted one of them, the first one she found. He was a plain looking man, nothing spectacular about him. She knew him as the embodiment of Greed and she was honestly even more enraged by the fact that it was a just some man like this who didn't seem all that great. She challenged him with no hesitation, confident in herself and her justice.

What she got for her trouble was a fate worth than death itself in Vlasta's eyes. She wasn't killed by the man, either not worth the trouble or perhaps he knew that what he ordered of her was an even worse punishment. He brought her on as one of his pets, making her someone that was going to be under his complete control for what was likely going to be an eternity. She had dwelled in Hell for nearly 700 years at this point and she had never once been unhappy until she was given this fate. She held absolute hatred for the man that she has been serving under for almost a millennium now, cursing him for every day of her servitude. She was not meant to have this kind of existence, especially not to him. Now she wishes for nothing more than to put an end to him herself and free herself from her pethood.

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AV-0.

HAN: 16
REI: 14
HAK: 18
SEI: 13
BUK: 18
HOH:11
Points Earned: 0
Total points: 90

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