Post by Ryse on Sept 30, 2013 14:49:53 GMT -5
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sex: female | sexual orientation: | race: Hollow
ALIASES:
Jillian
AGE:
652
FORM:
Adjuchas
APPEARANCE
THE VISAGE
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FACE CLAIM:
Guild Wars, Margonite Sorcerer
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HEIGHT:
seven feet tall
WEIGHT:
187 lb
APPEARANCE:
Ryse body is partially made up of high energy light, which appears violet in color. After taking damage, or becoming more fatigued, her collors begin to fade along the rainbow, down to the color red. He mask appears metallic in color and sheen, and this material follows a lot of her body, creating a slight armor down her legs. Her legs have fused together as on, and come down to numerous, bony and sharp points that can be used for cutting..
BRIEF PERSONALITY
GENERAL INFO
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LIKES:
The color Black
Pain
Collecting bones
Rainbows
Jokes
DISLIKES:
Swords
Masks
People
Darkness
The cold.
NEGATIVE TRAITS:
a little violent
Quiet
Hollow
POSITIVE TRAITS:
Strategic
Aware
Stealthy
EXTRAS:
Full Current Form [x]
WEAPONRY/POWERS
TOOLS OF WAR
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WEAPONS:
her body.
HOLLOW POWERS:
type: Light
ability: Ryse has access to light photons, and can control them in various ways. She can fire off weak photon beams, or strong ones if enough reishi is put behind it. She can control high density energy that moves faster than the eye can see to float at all times, and her arms, made up of photonic energy can even be shaped into weapons.
techniques:Name: Aura Beam
Cost: Low
Range: Mid
Description: The aura beam is a simple Cero, fired using collected light photons. It fires as a white beam, with a mix of various shades of color in it. If it hits it will inflict heavy impact damage, and with all of it's energy, can cause burns.
Name: Transform
Type: Passive
Cooldown: 1 turn
Duration: 1 turn
Cost: Low
Range: Self
Description: Ryse is able to shape the photons that make up her limbs into different bladed weapons. The length can only be slightly longer than her arms, depending on how thin she makes them.
Each arm has it's own duration and cooldown, and can be made into different weapons
Name: Blind
Type: AOE
Cooldown: 2 turns
Cost: Low
Range: Mid
Description: Ryse collects many photons and releases them all at once, causing a bright light that blinds anyone looking at it once released. Blinding lasts a full turn after infliction
Name: Wall of light
Type: Defense
Cooldown: 2 turns
Cost: Low
Range: Short
Description:Ryse can use collected photons to create a super dense shield of light in front of her. This can block attacks equal to her level in Sei
Name: Light wave
Type: Offensive
Cooldown: 1 turn
Cost: Low/Medium on explosion
Range: Med
Description: Ryse will raise her hand up and fires off waves of colors from red to indigo and repeat, quickly enough so the beam nearly looks white, to inflict severe impact and burn damage. With enough energy the photons can also become volatile enough to explode, dealing even more damage.
OTHER
AND ALL THE REST
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HISTORY:
"So cold... So cold and dark"
Little pieces of memory can be scavenged from Jillian's past. Jillian wasn't even her true name. The poor soul never actually had a name to call her own.
Born back in medieval Europe, Ryse was born, and abruptly thrown away as an unwanted baby. She barely survived, owing the beginning of her life to another beggar who scrounged her out of the trash and took her as her own. It wasn't long after that Ryse was age five, and the beggar that had taken her in had died from typhoid fever, leaving the poor child to fend for her self. Barely eating, drinking dirty water, and sleeping on the streets always left her in bad shape, but for a while she lived. She was about sixteen, when her life was finally snuffed out.
There was only darkness and the cold chill of fog. She was lost, sitting on the street corner, dying painfully. Coughing violently through the night, crying as one of her fingers fell off from gangrene. She reached out for help, but with no coin, there were no plague doctors to see her. So, during her rotting, she finally passed away, dying of the bubonic plague.
Bitterness from all those who turned her away, hatred for those who kicked her while she was down, she was reborn anew, with a vengeance against all humanity. How dare they suppress her in her time of need. She roamed Europe, striking at night, feeding on every soul she could find, violently ripping people to shreds. During the day she returned to Hueco Mundo, slaughtering hollows to feed an insatiable lust for souls. She feasted and feasted. It was too long that something came over her, and she found herself looking for a hollow searching for her.
The battle was savage, and Ryse lost her left arm to the claws of the other hollow. With a quickness she ate her own limb, and retreated, before regenerating the limb after throwing out a blast of light to blind the opposing beast. After a long fight, she finally caught the larger, menacing hollow off guard, staggered again by one of her bright, blinding light blast. Then she ripped into it's throat and devoured the soul. She thought that would be it, but then more came, and then more, and she found herself running, keeping to the outside and eating those who strayed to close. She was strong, and vicious. It was a long day, but finally, she ripped the last one apart and devoured them, evolving into a Menos Grande Hollow.
Hollow consumption continued until another evolution shook Ryse's core, and evolved her in an explosion of light, giving her shape, intelligence. It made her feel whole. She stopped feeding so much on hollow, and began to return to the human realm. There were Shinigami, Quincies, even Togabito that fell before her, being torn apart and absorbed into her body.
It was a freezing night, and Ryse couldn't remeber where she was. She was inside some house, sniffing out energy. There was a mom, holding her child. As Ryse approached, the mom sent her child away, but the kid could see and it waited. At the last second the lights were turned off, and Ryse felt fear, fear of the dark, and the cold, and she panicked and ripped through the mother's chest, and created a bright bright light in her other hand. Once the mother was dead she stopped and moved to the child, stunned in a daze. There was a long pause, and Ryse tapped the child's chest. She was a lovely young child, standing in her pajamas, with her curly blonde hair, and her teddy bear that seemed as frightened as she was.
"Jillian." A foreign voice called out, and Ryse was past the child, her arm becoming a sharp point into a man who had sprinted through the front door after the child. Then, Ryse was gone.
RP SAMPLE:
A post from Takeshima
She was far more intoxicating than anything he had ever drunk. She was in his every pore, but he could feel the pain, and had to pull away to tell her of his wound. Then she grabbed his hand, and slowly led him away towards her bike. She was getting ready to get on, and he was slightly hesitant but her body language made it obvious he shouldn’t be moving anywhere but closer. Then suddenly her helmet was on, and he was looking at her rather blankly before he got on behind her. His arms slid around her body gently, crossing before pulling back to lock his fingers around each other. He pressed his left ear against her back, and through all of the revving and everything, he could hear her gentle heartbeat, and no matter what, he would always know she was at least somewhat human. Even if it was her..
Even if she was cold enough...
She was human.
She was...
She was there.
Beating.
Beating against Shima
Every second
Every second he could feel the thumping.
Everything else.
Everything else meant nothing to the beat.
It was there.
That was all that was there.
Takeshima didn’t realize how much his eyes were closing. Or how tightly he was holding on to Naomi, but as long as they drove, he was in and out. But before too long they were at her place, and he was standing there staring at her numerous motor vehicles. Then he was walking through her house, and it was amazing. He was used to his tiny apartment, and yet her home could hold the building he lived in, and probably a duplicate of that building, and then some. It was amazing. But as much as they walked they eventually made it to her bedroom, and as he walked in and looked, before being pulled into the bathroom by her. She had so many things.
And that cross..
Takeshima found himself at the tub, and then he questioned his sobriety which was beginning to force its way back into the troubled man’s life. As she began to work the buttons of his shirt, he began to pull off his vest, which hit the tub with a metallic thud as his seele schneiders hit the porcelain. Then she had more than one thing in his hand, although one was being offered. He took the bottle and wasn’t very gentle, and treated it as though it was water, letting it pour down his throat with ease. Then he lowered it, feeling peroxide on his arm. At least she had chosen something that wasn’t alcohol, and didn’t burn all his cells away. He looked down for a second, and then heard her speak to him again, giving him a command. He just leaned his head back and took another drink before lowering it and looking at her, his mouth slightly open to allow the placement of the cigarette.
“Won’t be too bad.†He said, slightly muffled and unclear, though experienced ears could easily make out what he said. He inhaled, pulling the flame into the tip of his cigarette before he began to smoke. As the suture pierced his skin he closed his eyes, though not really flinching, just looking focused, and deeply he was focusing on something else, ignoring the dulled pain. After a second he quickly moved his head back, which caused the ash to fly to the side of his head, back into the tub. He did that two more times before he felt bandages on his arm and had opened his eyes, seeing her pull her cigarette. He did the same and she moved in and kissed him, while he ashed subconsciously into the tub. When she moved back he put the cigarette back in his mouth, and as he inhaled she pulled the cigarette and it was tossed into the tub before he was pulled, and suddenly on the floor with her on top of him.
And he wasn’t fighting it.
He was pulling her, his hands were rubbing against her sides, her hips, her rear...
“Is this the..†He spoke between kisses and breaths, “best place for..†another kiss, “this?†He finally finished asking as he pushed forward, so she was sitting up now, on top of him. His legs bent at the knee, so his feet were near his hips as he kissed her. He pushed up and his feet were beneath him, his left hand grabbed the bottle and held it for a second against her hand, and then he was sure she had taken it while his right arm was tight around her. Then his left was around her too, and he was pushing up to his feet, holding her, his left hand moving around her right thigh, making sure she had her legs wrapped around him. His arm hurt terribly, but it was a good pain. It was a nice pain, because what would come would be nice. And he walked, with his lips against hers til he made it to the bed, laying her back down against it, before he pulled back. “Naomi..†He said as he looked at her. What was he doing? This was a mistake right. “Naomi...I†He whispered again, “I lo...†He paused and stared deeply into her eyes. He couldn’t say it, before suddenly he moved in again, ignoring his own fear, planting his lips against hers.
But this was a mistake!! What was he doing!!!
CLASS/LEVEL:
AV-2
STATS:
HAN: 14
REI:10
HAK:16
SEI:9
BUK:11
HOH:16
Points Earned:0
Total:76
OCC
WHO ARE YOU?
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CBOX/OOC NAME:
Light.
OTHER CHARACTERS:
takeshima Erin raito
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