Post by icixala on Aug 24, 2008 0:05:10 GMT -5
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Username:
Icixala
Gender:
Female
Other Character(s):
N|A
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Only applicable to canons.
Audition Thread:
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Name:
Meilin Shu
>>plum jade, fair<<
Alias:
N|A
Age:
20
Gender:
Female
Race:
Nobody
Alignment:
Villain
Origin:
Land of Dragons
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Appearance:
Dancing down beneath the under, leather, shirt [that covers to her hips] meets up with more leather. A plained, black fabric, school girl type of skirt dances to the middle of her thighs. On every shown, folded, fabric is that of a white heart. This heart, however, is laced over with black, thin, lines forming spiderwebs acting a darkness would cosume the heart by one thread at a time. However, Meilin does not enjoy short skirts without wearing leather type pants beneath them; which she does so very well. The similar laces criss cross over one another while traveling down until they meet up with black, combat style, boots with laces of red [contrasting against the white, earlier mentioned, laces].
Miscellaneous Items/Articles:
Even wondering eyes need a break~
>>A black, wool like material, sweater is often carried around by the female Nobody. Though it isn't much, she tends to hide her body from time to time - proving that she still attempts to act like an innocent child that has been caught by her parents in such an outfit.
Leathered Covered Notebook
>>Full of precious poems before and after becoming a Nobody. One can see the transformation between writing style, since it appears as if this Nobody held onto this item since the day she began to write. One can see the tranquil, naive, child turn into a lustful, vengeance, teen to a no longer caring young adult. Not many may gaze upon this worn out, leather covered, book and for those who peek without permission be prepared to run.
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Personality:
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Class:
Warrior
Weapons:
Weapon Description:
A Chinese style of a fighting fan, with the rods that are a black, metallic like feature. The said rods are covered with a coat of paint protection, thus allowing them to shine in all its glory. Sapphire gems dart along each side of the rods, giving it some 'glamor' to it. The ribs of the fan is also marked up by the same material and same color as the outer rodes. Once the fan is opened, many would think she was nuts to carry a fan that appears as if it lacks any hidden motives behind it. In fact, it looks more like a beauty accessory more then a weapon. The fabric is that of a sapphire blue, with a slate grey etching of a dragon decorating the inner corridors. The slate grey shimmers with every bit of light, proving to have a type of 'sparkle' effect to it. However, this fan isn't one to mess and fan yourself with if you lack the understandings of it. For one twitch of the wrist makes kunai appearing, blades extend from the very tops of the fabric.
Unique Notes:
Once summoned, a rather silver looking chain is attached to the fan and makes itself home by having itself latched onto Meilin's small, pale, wrist. This does not mean you cannot break it now, it gives that illusion but if the chain 'shatters' [by someone nailing the weapon out of Meilin's hand] she has to retreat to pick up her weapon then.
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Abilities:
>>[/tt]Range: Perfectly distant [can be mid]
>>[/tt]Cool Down: N|A
Dancing Pools
>>[/tt]An attack in which Meilin uses the knives as 'handles' to attach water molecules to them. Once this has taken place [about a post to gather all the molecules], Meilin then starts spinning/twirling/her hand to travel a path to allow whips to be created from the water, from the ends of the knives. Moving her hand sharply, thus creates the whips to move in the direction she wishes to attack - pretty much using a whip in battle.
{FYI: Her fan has three built in blades. Each blade, at one time, gets a whip formation with each time she goes to attack. Meilin can also control which knife edge she wishes the next whip to attack from. So, ends up like a guessing game}
>>[/tt]Type: Offensive
>>[/tt]Range: Close-Mid
>>[/tt]Cooldown: N|A
Will add more later on.[/blockquote]
Items:
N|A
Equips:
N|A
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History:
That was the first ever poem Meilin jotted down after becoming a Nobody. The experience was such a new discovery to her that she just had to mention what it felt like, even if she cannot feel anymore. Hard to believe, however, this girl had so much before becoming such a being...
South of the capital of China, nearing the edge of the ragged mountains was where this girl was born. To the family, having a daughter [after their first born son] was all they ever wanted; she came into the world on a warm, autumn, day. Ever since her birth, all the family ever wanted from this child was to grow up like an elegant, beauty, with such grace that would make any swan grow envious. Which, of course, that was all decided before Meilin was a day old.
Soon enough, the girl was already being raised to be the perfect wife. Simply enough it was a shock that she dared not to protest. Everyday after her 'tutoring' she would meet up with her elder brother, and often did they dash off. Secretly, he taught her what he learned in his martial arts class [though never showed her any awesome moves, at the risk of injuring his sister and getting caught]. Since her brother was only a year older then her, but always appeared younger, the two were often mistaken for twins as children. Heck, the two often 'switched' places within the home without the other family members knowing. Ah, yes, all were peaceful times and no one had any issues.
That all changed, when Meilin became a teenager, though. The typical 'teen angst' suck in, and the child locked herself away emotionally from family or friends. That's when the child's poetry began to turn slightly darker, often stating about people falling into 'darkness' or into an 'abyss'. However, these poems where never viewed by her following peers, as she began locking whatever she wrote away; along with the said emotional attachments. Though, occasionally her slips about 'slipping into nothingness happens to us all' often shot worried, confused, and glares at her direction.
However, Meilin failed to comprehend one major issue. Her sudden 'angst' turned into like people cry, or suffer, in front of her. It was a secret interest, as she acted like it emotionally damaged her as well. Suddenly, it hit her as she found herself able to act as fluently as she walked. Never, a good sign for a teenager with so much emotion flying through her veins. Eventually, those said emotions brought the downfall of her world. Which, is why the girl [whom was taking a small walk on the mountains' trail], suddenly felt pressure hit her. Breathless, a blur was all she saw as something dark, ant-like, swiped a floating object that was quiet a ruby red. Darkness. Blank.
Orbs flashed open, a faint moan had escaped her lips, as the figure found herself sitting on the very rocks she had fallen on. A harsh exhale, as hair was blown out of her face. A witty comment, but...a blink. A tense. Nothing. No emotion. The girl freaked, though not another emotion dared cross her face. Nothing. Empty. A hollow shell. The hand twitched, as the girl had found her book. She just HAD to write this one down...then it clicked...she was nothing. There was nothing she could do about that...
..and she couldn't face her family like that. Finally, the legs arched enough to stand. The flickering slate orbs gazed at her homeland, realizing she had to go - find something before she could face her family. This sparked a new opening for her, a chance the escape...I mean, who'd want to get 'tie' to someone man that could never win your heart when you, yourself, lacked one? Thus, her journey began...
{EXTREMELY CRAPPY HISTORY!}
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Birthday:
September 16th
Star>>Zodiac Sign:
Virgo
Birthstone:
Sapphire
Theme:
Post Blue
>>Placebo<<
And She Was Gone
>>Jared Faber/Emily Kapneck<<
Favorite...
Flower>>Plant:
Bleeding Heart Vine
Color:
Navy Blue
>>simply because of the fact the colors often confused with black, a misjudged color. Often, resembling her as being a misjudged girl.
Book Genre:
Suspense>>Action
|Murder stories|
.user.information.
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Username:
Icixala
Gender:
Female
Other Character(s):
N|A
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Only applicable to canons.
Audition Thread:
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.general.character.information.
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Name:
Meilin Shu
>>plum jade, fair<<
Alias:
N|A
Age:
20
Gender:
Female
Race:
Nobody
Alignment:
Villain
Origin:
Land of Dragons
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Appearance:
Physical Features:[/tt]Did I catch you off guard? I hope so. A black, leather, corset clings tightly to the body of Meilin. However, the corset's white laces are seen woven in an 'x' pattern that dances from her bosom to the edge of her navel. Darting about the metal loops is that of a red, frilly-like, clothe that darts up on either side of her said body. Below the corset is a tight, red, leather material that covers any skin of where the corset was laced open and that normally would reveal parts.
Meilin stands about a total of five foot, with the weight of a 105lbs in all. This leads to the girl with the built of a smaller class, in all, and often makes people wonder about her true age. Small framed shoulders with an equally small frame built. Curves of a woman that has apparently hit legal age, and has a body labeled that as a bad girl. The whole "enough to nail men off their feet" with just a simple jerk of her hips. Yet, not entirely true, since Meilin has a small, circular, beauty mark hidden under her shirts decorating her skin with a light brown hint. The complexion was once a peach, for a perfectly healthy child, though has lost its luster when becoming a Nobody. The skin still holds its beauty, though has paled to a child that appears as if she had locked herself away for many, many, years and dares not to show herself in light.
Other then her body, her hair shines brightly in the light. The hair is flat, looks like it's never once been put up, an is a dark raven black. Perfectly straight and appears to be cut just right. Which, is always a good way to look decently normal out in public.
Facial Features:
A rather longed face, with a small in with nose centered within the pale structure of her face. High cheek bones that help make her eyes appear slightly smaller then what they are. Which is why if one judges Meilin by her orbs alone, one often mistakes her to be in her twenties. Since the orbs often flash with knowledge, though lack the care for many things in the world. The slate gray orbs are often seen darker thank to the dark curtains of eyelashes that surround them. The lips are a pale pink and slightly chapped, appearing as if the owner dares not to care for them [or that she was raised near mountains].
Clothing:
Laced to Hell and back...
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Dancing down beneath the under, leather, shirt [that covers to her hips] meets up with more leather. A plained, black fabric, school girl type of skirt dances to the middle of her thighs. On every shown, folded, fabric is that of a white heart. This heart, however, is laced over with black, thin, lines forming spiderwebs acting a darkness would cosume the heart by one thread at a time. However, Meilin does not enjoy short skirts without wearing leather type pants beneath them; which she does so very well. The similar laces criss cross over one another while traveling down until they meet up with black, combat style, boots with laces of red [contrasting against the white, earlier mentioned, laces].
Miscellaneous Items/Articles:
Even wondering eyes need a break~
>>A black, wool like material, sweater is often carried around by the female Nobody. Though it isn't much, she tends to hide her body from time to time - proving that she still attempts to act like an innocent child that has been caught by her parents in such an outfit.
Leathered Covered Notebook
>>Full of precious poems before and after becoming a Nobody. One can see the transformation between writing style, since it appears as if this Nobody held onto this item since the day she began to write. One can see the tranquil, naive, child turn into a lustful, vengeance, teen to a no longer caring young adult. Not many may gaze upon this worn out, leather covered, book and for those who peek without permission be prepared to run.
[/blockquote]
Personality:
Resolve:
At first Meilin's goal in life would be, much like any other Nobody, to find a heart. However, it appears as if this girl seems to lack that resolve and is focused on trying to fit back into the world; even without emotions that she could physically feel. Appearing as such makes many believe that Meilin has grown accustomed to 'liking' her nonexistence.
Fears:
"To a Nobody, not a single fear can cross or facade."
Yet, to Meilin, this line is a lie. Even though she cannot "feel" fear, she still remembers strictly what that feeling can be expressed physically wise. However, Meilin will flat out admit that she had a huge fear factor before becoming a Nobody and that it still, sometimes, haunts her until this day. That said thing is "death", or in her case of a Nobody "fading away with nothing to claim as your own".
Hopes:
An emotion she rarely holds onto anymore. However, in a sense it makes her realize that she does have hope to achieve what she lost long ago. The feeling that yearns for you to aim higher in life, to achieve what you desire no matter what - to make you feel as if you rule the world. Yet, she can remember the fading feeling of what yearning for hope really is and, to Meilin, that is more then enough to keep a striving candle lit within a hollow shell of a form.
Hobbies:
If one dares call wondering a hobby, then you've nailed Meilin's main hobby of choice. Though she can't feel emotionally wise, a body has to have some urges physically. One would label Meiling in having "restless leg syndrome" though she could, when needing too, stand or sit for hours on end. Seemingly to prove this young adult can control her actions to hide her physical urges, no matter what those could be.
Beyond wondering, no matter where she's at, Meilin has taken a hobby into writing poetry. Thanks to her writing her own poetry, Meilin has taking in a liking to reading many others' works in general. Oddly enough, Meilin often states how she 'loves' to read works that people pour their hearts into. Perhaps it makes her feel alive?
Public Personality/Private Personality:
Out in public you see the way she dresses, you think she is some cold hearted person. Well, how about having a conversation with her and maybe, just maybe, you'll be rather shocked~? Within the sign of a crowd, Meilin appears as if she is a social butterfly. Often, her lips are spread into a smile that could pass as a real one. A heartwarming giggle slips her slightly chapped lips within every joke that is thrown at her direction. Her words flow out fluently as if the voice has spoken many times, in front of large crowds, and is superb at giving advice to many of her peers. Why, yes, it appears as if you are speaking to a well, reformed, lady [despite the way she dresses]....Illusions can be such a hassle, now can't they?
Meilin wears a mask similar to a thin layer of makeup, so thin yet hides a world of mystery. Though her lips are curved into an angelic smile, the wheels within the mind of Meilin are put to full gear. Floods of thoughts of torture, torment, and how to make off with what she wants taint her mind to the core. With such a sadistic personality, Meilin seems to feel 'enjoyment' out of another's' suffering. Apparently, this girl has always had a knack for fooling others - even when being a Somebody - with a wide variety of emotional features. The enjoyments of watching one's will shatter before her eyes makes her 'feel' fully alive. Which leads to many's conclusion that she is, in fact, a masochist. Yet to many, that side has never been revealed to, but with a body that can physically feel pain...it could be possible.
Despite being heartless, Meilin is often found by herself and a book of some type is always near her. Typically, one is most finding her with a book about a twisted sense of horror, that always ends with the main character's metal processing of the mind to be torn. Other words, she 'loves it when men go insane from their worlds becoming nothing more but a bitter, bitter, play toy to any form of darkness.
When not reading, the young adult Nobody is found writing on whatever has inspired her at this very moment. That is, however, if anything can spark an inspiration when you lack a heart. This illusion of a spark of inspiration keeps the poems flowing out, even if it is spoken by the pale, slightly chapped, lips.
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Class:
Warrior
Weapons:
Weapon Name:[/tt]
Qing
>>Dark blue<<
Weapon Description:
A Chinese style of a fighting fan, with the rods that are a black, metallic like feature. The said rods are covered with a coat of paint protection, thus allowing them to shine in all its glory. Sapphire gems dart along each side of the rods, giving it some 'glamor' to it. The ribs of the fan is also marked up by the same material and same color as the outer rodes. Once the fan is opened, many would think she was nuts to carry a fan that appears as if it lacks any hidden motives behind it. In fact, it looks more like a beauty accessory more then a weapon. The fabric is that of a sapphire blue, with a slate grey etching of a dragon decorating the inner corridors. The slate grey shimmers with every bit of light, proving to have a type of 'sparkle' effect to it. However, this fan isn't one to mess and fan yourself with if you lack the understandings of it. For one twitch of the wrist makes kunai appearing, blades extend from the very tops of the fabric.
Unique Notes:
Once summoned, a rather silver looking chain is attached to the fan and makes itself home by having itself latched onto Meilin's small, pale, wrist. This does not mean you cannot break it now, it gives that illusion but if the chain 'shatters' [by someone nailing the weapon out of Meilin's hand] she has to retreat to pick up her weapon then.
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Abilities:
Base Ability:[/tt]Type: Offensive
Water
Sub Abilities:
'Shadow' Projection
>>A basic move that allows Meilin to strike by using a 'shadow' form of her attack. Pretty much saying that Meilin sends a 'spear-like' water attack at an opponent, if the opponents moves this is where the shadow comes to play. While they are, hopefully, distracted by the previous attack, Meilin sends another projection of the same attack at the opponent again. Whether or not it hits, depends on the opponents reaction time.
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>>[/tt]Range: Perfectly distant [can be mid]
>>[/tt]Cool Down: N|A
Dancing Pools
>>[/tt]An attack in which Meilin uses the knives as 'handles' to attach water molecules to them. Once this has taken place [about a post to gather all the molecules], Meilin then starts spinning/twirling/her hand to travel a path to allow whips to be created from the water, from the ends of the knives. Moving her hand sharply, thus creates the whips to move in the direction she wishes to attack - pretty much using a whip in battle.
{FYI: Her fan has three built in blades. Each blade, at one time, gets a whip formation with each time she goes to attack. Meilin can also control which knife edge she wishes the next whip to attack from. So, ends up like a guessing game}
>>[/tt]Type: Offensive
>>[/tt]Range: Close-Mid
>>[/tt]Cooldown: N|A
Will add more later on.[/blockquote]
Items:
N|A
Equips:
N|A
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History:
>Numb, a hollow shell,[/i][/blockquote]
>>Locked, much like a prison cell,
>Broken, unable to be repaired,
>>Disposable, by children that never cared,
>Deprived, unable to grasp what is mine,
>>Marionette, maneuvered by a rose's vine,
>Locked, item inside making its depart,
>>Nobody, shall I look for my plastic heart?
That was the first ever poem Meilin jotted down after becoming a Nobody. The experience was such a new discovery to her that she just had to mention what it felt like, even if she cannot feel anymore. Hard to believe, however, this girl had so much before becoming such a being...
South of the capital of China, nearing the edge of the ragged mountains was where this girl was born. To the family, having a daughter [after their first born son] was all they ever wanted; she came into the world on a warm, autumn, day. Ever since her birth, all the family ever wanted from this child was to grow up like an elegant, beauty, with such grace that would make any swan grow envious. Which, of course, that was all decided before Meilin was a day old.
Soon enough, the girl was already being raised to be the perfect wife. Simply enough it was a shock that she dared not to protest. Everyday after her 'tutoring' she would meet up with her elder brother, and often did they dash off. Secretly, he taught her what he learned in his martial arts class [though never showed her any awesome moves, at the risk of injuring his sister and getting caught]. Since her brother was only a year older then her, but always appeared younger, the two were often mistaken for twins as children. Heck, the two often 'switched' places within the home without the other family members knowing. Ah, yes, all were peaceful times and no one had any issues.
That all changed, when Meilin became a teenager, though. The typical 'teen angst' suck in, and the child locked herself away emotionally from family or friends. That's when the child's poetry began to turn slightly darker, often stating about people falling into 'darkness' or into an 'abyss'. However, these poems where never viewed by her following peers, as she began locking whatever she wrote away; along with the said emotional attachments. Though, occasionally her slips about 'slipping into nothingness happens to us all' often shot worried, confused, and glares at her direction.
However, Meilin failed to comprehend one major issue. Her sudden 'angst' turned into like people cry, or suffer, in front of her. It was a secret interest, as she acted like it emotionally damaged her as well. Suddenly, it hit her as she found herself able to act as fluently as she walked. Never, a good sign for a teenager with so much emotion flying through her veins. Eventually, those said emotions brought the downfall of her world. Which, is why the girl [whom was taking a small walk on the mountains' trail], suddenly felt pressure hit her. Breathless, a blur was all she saw as something dark, ant-like, swiped a floating object that was quiet a ruby red. Darkness. Blank.
Orbs flashed open, a faint moan had escaped her lips, as the figure found herself sitting on the very rocks she had fallen on. A harsh exhale, as hair was blown out of her face. A witty comment, but...a blink. A tense. Nothing. No emotion. The girl freaked, though not another emotion dared cross her face. Nothing. Empty. A hollow shell. The hand twitched, as the girl had found her book. She just HAD to write this one down...then it clicked...she was nothing. There was nothing she could do about that...
..and she couldn't face her family like that. Finally, the legs arched enough to stand. The flickering slate orbs gazed at her homeland, realizing she had to go - find something before she could face her family. This sparked a new opening for her, a chance the escape...I mean, who'd want to get 'tie' to someone man that could never win your heart when you, yourself, lacked one? Thus, her journey began...
{EXTREMELY CRAPPY HISTORY!}
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Birthday:
September 16th
Star>>Zodiac Sign:
Virgo
Birthstone:
Sapphire
Theme
Post Blue
>>Placebo<<
And She Was Gone
>>Jared Faber/Emily Kapneck<<
Favorite...
Flower>>Plant:
Bleeding Heart Vine
Color:
Navy Blue
>>simply because of the fact the colors often confused with black, a misjudged color. Often, resembling her as being a misjudged girl.
Book Genre:
Suspense>>Action
|Murder stories|
I did post in shades of grey if anyone even remembers that lmao