Post by alexial on Dec 21, 2012 13:11:52 GMT -5
ALEXIAL AMESTRIS ANDRASTE
SHE SAYS I'VE GOT THE BEST
beating heart in the world
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beating heart in the world
HEY THERE, MY NAME IS Shira
AND I'VE BEEN AROUND THIS PLANET FOR ABOUT Fifteen YEARS.TIMES, BUT I'VE BEEN ROLE-PLAYING FOR 1 YEAR.
THE OTHER CHARACTERS I PLAY HERE ARE no others, just alexial
AND OH, WAIT, ONE LAST THING. THAT PHRASE IN THE RULES IS
!roxi!is!gone!.
!
AND I'VE BEEN AROUND THIS PLANET FOR ABOUT Fifteen YEARS.TIMES, BUT I'VE BEEN ROLE-PLAYING FOR 1 YEAR.
THE OTHER CHARACTERS I PLAY HERE ARE no others, just alexial
AND OH, WAIT, ONE LAST THING. THAT PHRASE IN THE RULES IS
!roxi!is!gone!.
IT MAKES HER WANT TO TWIRL AROUND
until she hit’s the ground
until she hit’s the ground
NICKNAMES: Alexial
AGE: Assumed to be Twenty Three
GENDER: Female
ALLIANCE: The Cruor
RACE: Demon
CLASS: Umbra
PLAY BY: Anime - Kamui Gakupo
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I SWEAR TOGETHER WE'VE BEEN
here before but we never looked away
here before but we never looked away
HAIR: Purple
SKIN: Light
BODY: Athletic
UNUSUAL: none
OTHER FORM: none
APPEARANCE:
Alexial is six foot and six inches tall. No need to call her fat, she's probably the thinnest demon with the sin gluttony around. Though, if you asked, she'd say she was about 130 lbs. An obvious lie. Right? Alexial's skin tone is very light and creamy. Her hair color is purple (But in the dark it somehow turns a purpleish blue). Her hair style is long and straight, billowing in the wind - if there is any. Its very silky and smooth to the touch and it smells of fruit due to shampoo and conditioner that she uses. Alexial's eye color is a steel electric blue, since she is after all an Umbra. And her build is athletic and lean, firmly built - showing she trains regularly. She wears what looks like a police uniform - fitted hat and all, and even carries around a small black sword that those cops use. She uses it as a weapon and ____ does it hurt! Her entire outfit has a goth bad cop vibe and her shoes have spikes in the toe, could make things bloody when she kicks someone. She also carries a small dagger at her side, completely red like blood but kept in a black little sheath. Its almost as small as a switch blade and she uses it with deadly acuracy when slashing up enemies.
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TWO SEATS INSIDE AN EMPTY ROOM
with one more night what’s left to lose
with one more night what’s left to lose
-War
-Pain
-Seeing others in pain
-Life and the world
-Apples
DISLIKES: H
-Peace
-Idiots
-Humans -Being interrupted in a fight -Other women and there "catty" issues
-Rap music
-R&B
-When music is too low
STRENGTHS:
- Inteligence
- Hand-To-Hand Combat "Expert"
- Martial Arts "Expert"
WEAKNESSES:
-Holy Objects
-Water (She doesn't know how to swim)
-Her own arrogance
ABILITIES:
-Increased Strength
-Increased Speed
-Increased senses
-Increased Healing
-Telekenisis
-Erebokinesis
OVERALL:
Alexial is a jolly, confident individual, who takes pride in living life and enjoys every moment of it, overall. She can be seen as a very friendly and happy person, always coming on too strongly to people and ending up scaring them away. She isn't viewed as the quiet type, in fact everything about her SCREAMS attention hog. She loves to be in the spot light and the spot light loves to be on her. It just, makes her feel good you know? It makes her feel wanted, loved, apreciated. It makes her feel like she has a family - even though they only care about what she's doing and not who she is. Now, when she's not friendly, she's insane. She's a pot set to boil on a blue flame of death. She is literally koo koo for cocoa puffs. Throughout the school years, she was always someone who was causing trouble, BIG trouble, as in breaking someones arms or lighting a match and burning her class mate. Literally. she was hated and she didn't mind it. But even though you hate her, she talks to you as if you were her best friend, calling you pet, or kitten or pal. And she always hugs or kisses you for a greeting, no matter what your gender is. She got the best of both worlds right there! When she speaks her voice is smooth as silk, clear and mocking. She is the girl that wants to mess with people, the "class clown" of demons. So to speak.
Although she's friendly and usually respectful, she has a rude, cocky an sometimes even blunt side. Someone has to say it like it is, why not let it be her? Right? When she has something to say, she says it, and doesn't give a flying _____ who hears. As long as its heard. Being friendly doesn't mean she has to be nice. Come on, your asking to much, she's a DEMON for crying out loud! She isn't afraid to get in a brawl over what she says, half the time she usually comes out on top if it does happen and most of the time people are too scared to challenge an Umbra anyway. She doesn't even try to keep it in her head. That place is too crammed with crazy to store any real thought. Alexial isn't a hot head, she know's control and know's it well. However she does love a good brawl and loves to swing her fists with some actual momentum. The only time you'll see her get really mad is when you hit her once or twice too many - or if she's flat out drunk. She drinks alot by the way. To drown out her own personal emotions of "Oh god let me be human" But ah well, Everyone has there poison. She's not afraid to flat out slap someone, even another Umbra and she actually loves to have the chance. Gets rid of some inner steam. Alexial shows little to know care to other species and down right hatred twoard humans, but for some reason absolute love twaord animals, especially wolves and other types of dogs. In fact, when ones around she just runs straight to it. The only other creatures she cares for are those she actually ends up gaining the trust of - if at all possible. As in, not many people trust her after she messes with them - so when they do she makes a mental note to protect them. Like an older sister almost. Alexial is a sadist, plain and simple. Not only that but she's a masochist too. Its just the pure joy of hearing a human women scream, and the pure feeling of blood dripping from her own lips. All this makes her tingle inside with adrenaline and over confidence. Which is good, but also very bad. She's not afraid to hide the wide grin that apears when watching another get hurt or feeling pain. In fact she laughs while she watches and fights back ten times more when she feels it - that is, after she's punched ten or twelve times. Alexial also, really loves children. Something about baby's and young kids makes her heart go soft, and durring that time she just melts. There so cute and young that they wake up the maternal instinct in her - if there is one. And lastly, she would never hurt a baby.
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WE LAY WITH NOT A WORD TO SAY
alone we’ll wait ‘til something’s wrong
alone we’ll wait ‘til something’s wrong
FATHER: ?
SIBLINGS: ?
OTHER PEOPLE: None
HISTORY:
Alexial was born as one of six kids. Only lucifer know's how long she's been around, after all her and lucifer are suposedly best friends - thats what she says anyway. She lived alone in the world, leaving her family as soon as she came of age. They never cared for her, and she never cared for them - so why stay with them? But to be honest living on earth alone only made alexial harsher, even more alone in the world. She never knew a true friend, only play things. She grew up entirely alone, like a single snow flake in a crisp gray sky. No sisters that cared to follow her, but many brothers that loved it when she was gone. One less attention hogger.
Living on the plannet without anyone. As time passed by, she was growing more insane by the minute. She dared to start fights just to get strong, to steal, to kill, to rape - anything bad you could ever think of, she did it. And usually never was caught - or if she was, she just killed the catchers. She dared not trust anyone, only pretend to be nice. No other demon could gain her trust. Sure she was raised by her parents but she wasn't RAISED by them. She only lived in there home and ate there food and faught with there son's. It wasn't a true loving family. Throughout the day she would lead gangs, making her own personal army's and in the night they'd take on other gangs and she'd mess with people. Basically she lived on a giant chess board, and she check mated day after day. Slowly, years have passed by, and she was known by every small yajuu gang in the place. A women who loved harm, war, blood - who enjoyed pain, who loved screams, torture. Who couldn't bring herself to hurt kids but loved hurting women and men. She wanted something more then just that. She wanted to know what life was, was it really this eternal hell? Or was it love. Yes, thats what she wanted - truly wanted - love. For she didn't know it. She didn't even come close to knowing. She knew there were other yaijuu's but why bother befriending them. They were all the same kind of people. Indifferent. She was begining to give up on finding people that cared, not that she was trying very hard in the first place. Besides, she wasn't the smartest. She didn't even know what algebra was! Until then, she later on discovered an academy, Akashibai academy, and she became apart of the student body. It was the home for non-humans and humans in any form. Now this, was something she didn't really want at first, but it grew on her after a while. It let her be up close to people, the expeirience new things - and to maybe even create a family she so despratley craved. She could even learn, not that she really wanted to...
After a few years of attending, she learned math and other subjects that would help her through life. She was even top of her class after she got the hang of it! She always gave it her all, and after the periods, she got into the habit of messing with the students. Not in a really mean way, just more of an all-knowing way which probably annoyed a lot of people.
Though, her ride through education stopped when the lustus starting at the academy. The sounds of screaming awakened her inner sadistic nature. At first, she faught against them - but then realizing that the building was coming down ontop of her and was about to make her into a rocky, dusty sandwhich (without the bread) she decided to make a foxy retreat.
Ever since then, she just lived quietly in an apartment. Blending into the crowd, shopping, working a normal life with the humans. Sometimes if she felt the need she'd save a life, but she also put it in danger before she saved it...
This time though, she was more...scary. It was as if an aura of hatred twaords the people she was surounded by suffocated you. For years she built onto this sadistic wrathful nature, hiding it away in her soul, until one day - she met the cruor. A group that was filled with yajuu. She only needed to think for a seccond, she was going to join. She was going to enjoy enslaving the ones that destroyed her home. Her goal was to drink, rape, kill and seduce every human, bending there will as much as possible until they all bowed before her. They would know the cost of taking her future away. They would pay. Dearly. And she would show them how, as a knight of cruor.
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WITH FACES PRESSED AGAINST THE
wall lets show the world what we are about
wall lets show the world what we are about
RP SAMPLE:
“Listen up, Digimon. We’re putting together an army, and we’re looking for people to join us. We can take you one of two ways, volunteer or draft, whichever you’d prefer!”
Lyn turned slightly from where she sat in front of a TV, hands poised in front of her with an invisible game controller. Only ten seconds earlier she had been rocking back and forth making engine-like sounds followed by the sounds of bullets. She didn’t really know what game she had been pretending to play, but it had been fun, that much she could tell.
Her two Digimon, a DexDORUgamon and a Chuumon, both turned at the sound of the noise. Harlequin growled slightly, but the Chuumon just put his hands on his hips, looking irritated.
“Oho? Trespassers!” she giggled. “Trespassers building an army!”
“Lyn. . . we’re trespassers too.”
Giggling, Lyn leaned backwards to look at her Chuumon and then winked at him. “But we’re the ones who trespassed first! That means we won and the house is ours!” Straightening her back, she scrambled to her feet and straightened her skirt. “Poor saps! Wonder if they realize Harlequin ate everyone who was in here already!”
The DexDORUgamon just licked her robotic chaps in response.
****
Suddenly, Lyn dropped down, hanging upside down in front of the man and his funky little white dino thing, grinning like a madwoman. Her shirt was bunched up around her neck exposing the better part of a pin-stripe push-up bra, but she didn’t mean to care. Her hair was so long the tips of her pigtails touched the ground as hung from the banister above the boy.
“Hi there!” she squawked, waving her arms slightly above—or rather, below her head since she was hanging upside down.
On the landing above, Harelquin and Moroe stood, staring at Lyn’s legs as they started to slip. “I feel like we should hold her or something. . . ,” Moroe pondered, stroking the underside of his chin. He looked up at Harlequin, and the undead cyborg shook her head. It was all part of the mystique that was Lyn. . . .
Therefore, when Lyn started slipping, there was nothing stopping her. Her legs couldn’t hold the landing anymore and she crashed to the floor in front of the proclaimed “trespasser” and lied there in a heap, giggling. She was in pain, sure, but the sensation of being hurt never really registered as “pain” in Lyn’s screwed up mind. “Hurrr I fell down.”
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