Post by ~||WhiteSong||~ on Aug 23, 2008 20:12:35 GMT -5
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Username: WhiteSong
Gender: Female
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Only applicable to canons.Audition Thread:
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Name: Rave Luna
Alias: “Raver”
Age: Appears 17 of age.
Gender: Female
Race: Nobody
Alignment: Villain
Origin: Halloween Town
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Appearance:
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Class: Warrior
Weapons: Large Tomahawk Axe
Abilities:
Items: N/A
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History: Born and breed in Halloween Town her home where it all started and ended. Her parents were a pair of monsters- literally. Her father resembling Frankenstein while her mother a Siren, funny thing is she had none of their traits other then the distorted stitches on her left face which spread as she grew older. She was quite “normal” in her home, and normal was not the best thing… Rave was given the name due to her “raving” persona when throwing a tantrum thus the name was fitting to her parents. One “defect” that was rare for the residents born in the twisted town, was Rave’s Insanity complex- her parents were overjoyed! Their little girl was a insane psycho- who’d of thought?
Yes little girl Rave- The clinically insane “monster” who loved anything relating to death, destruction, and or maiming of life. And as well of her major fear of all things cute and cuddly, which was considered a big no-no among the people of Halloween Town! I mean it was their complete opposite after all… Anyway- the story, ah Yes-
Rave’s crazy yet normal life however changed- the day two residents of Halloween Town decided to try and control the heartless… and undoubtedly failed. Causing the destruction of Rave’s home, the death of her parent’s, HER death, and her turning into a being called a nobody… The problem? She had no memory of being anything else. It was as though her quick death and renewal caused her to think she was always a nobody. Thus her personality hadn’t much changed, except for the fact her insanity had intensified leaving her a walking mass of complexes… Trying to find out who she truly is or was. And now having the current urge to maim or destroy all that have emotions- due to her having none, it made her skin crawl… not in a good way however…
Rave’s tirades became more violent and distorted until her own madness created her weapon we all know and loathe- “Hilda”, which she named after a dog she was going to keep but killed it instead- ah irony… She quickly became more and more out of the loop until she just stopped. And began to rethink herself- finding that mass killing sprees were not getting her far. So with that in mind, after killing several heartless. Rave Luna decided on traveling to more worlds, killing more Heartless (And people) and trying to gain her heart somehow… in the vast, vast universe- where somewhere- her own heart resided. Until she finds it however… “Kill, kill, kill some more! Hey look! There’s another person! What should I do?” Poor unfortunate people who cross Rave’s path or her axe…
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Username: WhiteSong
Gender: Female
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Name: Rave Luna
Alias: “Raver”
Age: Appears 17 of age.
Gender: Female
Race: Nobody
Alignment: Villain
Origin: Halloween Town
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Appearance:
Physical Features: 5'5 in height and weighing 110 pounds with a thin, petite, lanky build. Long arm thin yet hold muscle long firm legs with small feet and toes, with the Skin an ashen bronze, whilst eyes a combination of smooth grays and molten yellow Lilac stringy messy hair free and untamed. As a crown on her head- while her bangs are all but non-existent.
Facial Features: A round cute head with a almond-shaped eyes, irises of wily yellow and melodic gray. A simple button nose, as nearly no blemishes on her person a flawless face? As someone as her- it just must be… right? Wrong, on her left cheek lies cress-crossed stitches which adorn her whole left face, No… nowhere close to “flawless” there is no “perfection”. Not for her. Not ever for her.
Clothing: Her clothes are a stitched and tangled mess of a cross between a school girl’s uniform and a Halloween costume. Fitting for where she hails from… The top is a worn and torn white and red t-shirt. A simple bat-like bow is in the center of her chest, as the article of clothing ends at her upper stomach. Appeared to be shredded off… From there is bare ashen skin, until you reach the gray skirt. Long yet frayed as though burned numerous times in a fire. Several burn holes are visible in the front, while the back is as though it was never touched. Hard stitched leggings striped in purple and black tie into thick leather boots, dirty and mud-caked in appearance. All in all one strange outfit for one strange girl…
Miscellaneous Items/Articles: None on her person so far.
Personality: Sarcastic, farfetched, a dreamer, a trickster. The one girl you would hate to meet. Yet love to know. That is Rave Luna- or “Raver” by others. The quirky teen with quirks that make your head spin. Yet she shows a type of independent charisma and likeness that makes you want to know more.
She’s the curious type- the girl who would kick a dog to see if it can play dead.
She’s the childish type- the teen who would ask for candy and then steal it afterwards when you spoke “no”.
She’s the creepy type- The one who has a liking for fires and blood, who would not mind to kick you off a cliff to see if you’d land on your feet or go “splat” at the bottom.
She’s the insane type- The one who even the best of mind seekers could not crack her hard shell called a brain. The one who adds so many more questions to the world around you…
And lastly Rave is- The Villain type- The one who would destroy a city, kick a kid while their down, cut off a man’s hand and slap him with it as a morbid joke, the one who would and will- be the insanity of one’s mind… by asking a simple question over and over again- “Why?”.
And… she’s asking for an answer more and more…
Resolve: To find herself... or something of that matter... hmm... Oh! And kill some more Heartless of course!
Fears: Not much scares Rave, well unless you count her fear for all things cute and cuddly. She also hates dolls- marionettes to be exact, they creep her out with their glass like eyes and emotionless stares… that may be her only fear. For the time being…
Hopes:Hopes? Well… to ask a question with a question, to get an answer, to find out who she is. Any more questions? No? Well then to put it simply, she’s looking for her heart… in all the wrong places… and coming up with nil… so far.
Hobbies:To collect rare things- oh wait… no that’s not it. Her hobbies are one thing to be truthful. That is to burn anything cute and cuddly, oh and to bash perverts- can’t forget them! Oh, and to rid the worlds of PINK! Rave would shudder at the mere sight or such autorious color!
Public Personality/Private Personality:In public? Well Rave is known to be quiet, shy even… Silently pondering what the next flavor of ice-cream is. Then she questions aloud what color the walls should be- but there’s no house… hmm… She’s pretty much the same though at times she’s hastily random and at other times shyly reserved. It’s all about how she feels at that moment. But then she wonders do nobodies feel at all?
In private she’s quite the same, contenting her existence. Watching a new world’s life go by. Staring at a burning house as the people cry out grasping for aid. She’s the type who will continue to question without end, in her own little hell she calls a mind. Not much has changed in or out of public. Friends? Family? Nah, their all dead or she buried them six feet under while they still are breathing… they should be dead by now though. Really, she’s not different in any sense, She’s just Rave, a raving lunatic to be precise.
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Class: Warrior
Weapons: Large Tomahawk Axe
Weapon Name: “Hilda”
Weapon Description: A large bulky tomahawk axe, double-bladed and horribly grotesque. Twisted churned and marred, covered in blood and dirt. Rave’s weapon “Hilda” is her pride and joy, killing enough people with it then she can count! Its blades are black in color dull yet can cut through flesh quite easily. The main shaft is twisted and deformed and also an ebony black.
The handle is covered in purple bandages, as the cap at the tip is that of a bat-like skull. With such a large un-wieldy weapon you wonder how her lanky arms can hold such weight? Well to answer that question, the blade was made from her own insanities making the large axe as big as her- yet as light as a simple claymore. Plus all of that swinging and killing manages some upper body strength after all.
Unique Notes: Rave wears it on her back attached by a strap like harness that rarely gets in the way of her fights. The weapon is able to be re-summoned to her hands if thrown too far or wielded by another person only by Rave’s will alone, the weapon is just that- a hunk of steel. “Hilda” is filled to the brim with Rave’s madness, or so Rave thinks.
Abilities:
Base Ability: Her ability is her attunement to Shadows. Shadows- not any sort of darkness. Rave hates when people get confused with it… It forms from her very shadow.
Sub Abilities:
Insane distortion: A simple combo of a wild swings and slashes using the shadows to sharpen the blade,with Rave’s Axe “Hilda” she can cut up the target into something un-presentable…
[Range- close to mid range]
Bending Willed: A self-boost ability, giving her increased speed and power for a prolonged time-limit. With her shadow induced body she is amped up as she attacks with more force. She only uses it when surrounded or at an unfair advantage. It’s not to be confused with any sort of berserker rage…
[Self-asserted- no range]
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Shadow's straight: Rave’s strongest attack thus far. While wielding “Hilda” Rave spins the tomahawk in her hand causing a form of wild shadows to jut out and thrust forward at the foe with a decimating force. If the pressure of the attack doesn't kill you, the intangled wisps of dark will.
[ long to mid ranged]
[cooldown 1 post]
Items: N/A
Equips: N/A
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History: Born and breed in Halloween Town her home where it all started and ended. Her parents were a pair of monsters- literally. Her father resembling Frankenstein while her mother a Siren, funny thing is she had none of their traits other then the distorted stitches on her left face which spread as she grew older. She was quite “normal” in her home, and normal was not the best thing… Rave was given the name due to her “raving” persona when throwing a tantrum thus the name was fitting to her parents. One “defect” that was rare for the residents born in the twisted town, was Rave’s Insanity complex- her parents were overjoyed! Their little girl was a insane psycho- who’d of thought?
Yes little girl Rave- The clinically insane “monster” who loved anything relating to death, destruction, and or maiming of life. And as well of her major fear of all things cute and cuddly, which was considered a big no-no among the people of Halloween Town! I mean it was their complete opposite after all… Anyway- the story, ah Yes-
Rave’s crazy yet normal life however changed- the day two residents of Halloween Town decided to try and control the heartless… and undoubtedly failed. Causing the destruction of Rave’s home, the death of her parent’s, HER death, and her turning into a being called a nobody… The problem? She had no memory of being anything else. It was as though her quick death and renewal caused her to think she was always a nobody. Thus her personality hadn’t much changed, except for the fact her insanity had intensified leaving her a walking mass of complexes… Trying to find out who she truly is or was. And now having the current urge to maim or destroy all that have emotions- due to her having none, it made her skin crawl… not in a good way however…
Rave’s tirades became more violent and distorted until her own madness created her weapon we all know and loathe- “Hilda”, which she named after a dog she was going to keep but killed it instead- ah irony… She quickly became more and more out of the loop until she just stopped. And began to rethink herself- finding that mass killing sprees were not getting her far. So with that in mind, after killing several heartless. Rave Luna decided on traveling to more worlds, killing more Heartless (And people) and trying to gain her heart somehow… in the vast, vast universe- where somewhere- her own heart resided. Until she finds it however… “Kill, kill, kill some more! Hey look! There’s another person! What should I do?” Poor unfortunate people who cross Rave’s path or her axe…
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I did post in shades of grey if anyone even remembers that lmao