Post by kaiserin on Feb 9, 2009 18:09:08 GMT -5
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~Basic info~
Behind every great individual, there is that voice which keeps them going onward and toward their next great adventure. [/center][/i]
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Username: Kaiserin
Other characters: None
Is this character canon? No
Link to canon thread: None
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~Character Info~
Waking up in the morning, your thoughts are cluttered. It takes a moment for you to fully become aware of your surroundings, but once you do, everything about your life comes back to you.[/center][/b][/i]
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Name: Ilse Hiltraud (Forgotten)
Alias: Aysun (Name undertaken after having became a Heartless)
Age: Unknown (Appears to be around 16 or 17, maybe 18)
Birthplace: Forgotten by Aysun, long since consumed by the Heartless.
Birthday:November 11
Gender: Female
Race: Heartless
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~Appearance~
As you are heading out the door of your house, a small glimmer of light catches your eye. You turn around and see a mirror, putting you face to face with your reflection.
[/b][/i]As you are heading out the door of your house, a small glimmer of light catches your eye. You turn around and see a mirror, putting you face to face with your reflection.
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Physical appearance:
Unbeknownst to Aysun is how erratically her appearance changed in her Heartless transformation. Ilse bore notable features such as fair hair and a frail body, a rather average girl in general. Aysun, is much the opposite, having obtained a stunningly “shadowy” beauty and charm.
While bearing a fairer, paler complexion, Aysun’s hair is a dark, lustrous sable, fairly long in length, falling just below her shoulders, as worn in a long, strait style. Her long bangs often mask her face in an eerie way, hiding her gentle, expressive face and soft gray-blue eyes. In overall body composition, Aysun is much more complex than the lanky, atrophied Ilse. Though still standing at the same height of 5’7’’, Aysun holds more shape and definition, all within her constant lean build. In combination with natural feminine curves, Aysun’s body is quite close to that of a dancer, bearing upon herself slender, non-bulky, muscles, which are both an aesthetical feature in terms of looks and fitness from training.
As a Heartless, however, Aysun bears the typical traits. Her body, unstable in composition, only appears marginally human, or at least in visible areas. Large sections of her body are made completely of shadow, making her body seem puzzle-like. Large sections of her front torso and back are made of this complete darkness. Most notably, the complete darkness consumes her entire right arm and leg. These patches and sections of her body provide normal body structure, but are "alive" in sorts. They seem to pulse and twitch, ebb and flow on their own, in consistent with the "human" looking parts of her body. All of this irregular movement contributes to her odd posture, which is noticeably crouched when stationary or running, or a slight hunch even when upright.
Clothing/Accessories:
Clothing for Aysun is fairly basic, a collected variety of pieces from various attire that seem to blend wonderfully. She wears a loose fitting shirt, colored red with black trim. The shirt is peculiar in that it has only one long sleeve on the right (covering the darkness), but the left is sleeveless. This otherwise bare left arm is covered in places by wrappings and wears a heavy, basic, armored gauntlet, primarily used for defense, but not limited to surprise physical attacks. Completing the torso is a small vest like piece of clothing, colored black, which acts a stash for small objects carried by Aysun. For her legs, Aysun wears form fitting shorts in length to her knees, over which a short, split battle skirt is worn to provide more in terms of modest protection from the elements. Leggings are added as well, in order to conceal her exposed darkness right leg. All these items are also black in color.
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~Personality~
As you're walking through the door, you see many sights that influence your mood. The different feelings that suddenly wash over you are many, leaving you with a strange mix of emotions.
[/i]As you're walking through the door, you see many sights that influence your mood. The different feelings that suddenly wash over you are many, leaving you with a strange mix of emotions.
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Alignment: Generally Neutral
Behavior:
Aysun’s personality has remained, for the most part, the same after her Heartless metamorphosis. With her mannerisms being the only real possessions of her old, frail self, Aysun tries to maintain herself, despite feral impulses, unknowingly to her, the instincts of the Heartless.
Simply put, Aysun was a scholar before anything. She is gravely, if not overly, analytical and curious, which, while yielding superior intellect, is quite burdensome on her mind, often distracting her into reverie. Another trait, a staple in her past frailty, is her general silence and calm composure. Aysun always seems to maintain inner tranquility, regardless of outside stressors, her words always soft, carrying a tone of contradicting cheerful melancholy. She is easy to converse with and be convinced or influenced by because of the magnetism behind her seeming harmlessness.
Of course, Aysun, as a Heartless, has slipped in personality, only maintaining the above personality traits because they fit a newer Heartless manner, which is lackadaisical and non-aggressive, but typically only outside of battle. In this case, Aysun is fighting a maelstrom of lust for a heart and for general violence. Unable to withstand voracity, Aysun eventually does give in, sadly enough, initiating the full heartless side of her, in which communication of any for is useless. During this rage it is difficult for her to stop; only by rending her enemies heart or being sufficiently injured will she tire. After such episodes she rarely remembers, such is almost like a dream to her, leading to more travel and yet another lethal outburst once her heart lust builds again.
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~Weapons~
Suddenly, a Heartless appears in front of you, brandishing its claws and threatening to attack. You reach for your weapon and equip it, ready to defend yourself.
[/i][/b]Suddenly, a Heartless appears in front of you, brandishing its claws and threatening to attack. You reach for your weapon and equip it, ready to defend yourself.
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Weapon:
Todessichel
Made of a lightweight, seeming impregnable alloy, Todessichel is a sword made with quick strikes in mind. The blade is curved, similar if not exact to a shamshir, with an extremely sharp edge specialized for slashing and direct fatal strikes. Todessichel also has magical properties, especially those of darkness from which it is born, allowing for a slightly increased effectiveness against magical opponents.
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~Abilities~
Just as you're about to fight the creature, you feel the power of your ancestors filling you. The strength of a thousand men courses through your veins as you prepare for battle.
[/i][/b]Just as you're about to fight the creature, you feel the power of your ancestors filling you. The strength of a thousand men courses through your veins as you prepare for battle.
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AP: 0
Shadow Glutton
As a Heartless, Aysun’s body is completely composed of darkness. With this in mind, Aysun has greater fortitude and strength than a normal human, able to perform some athletic feats much easier. However, all this, along with the task of maintaining an even marginally human-like form, requires vast amounts of dark energy. In order to compensate, Aysun’s body is constantly feeding off dark energy where ever it may be, simply from the world itself or even from dark creatures, like other Heartless. As a result, Aysun finds herself in normal or top condition when there is an abundance of darkness present. Alternatively, however, as a Heartless, Aysun is noticeably weaker and lethargic when there is a complete lack of darkness or a being/object/ etc. possessing light related attributes is present.
Strength: 4 AP, Moderate: At this strength, the effects of the ability are noticeable; providing a normal power boost when it works positively (in the presence of darkness) and an equally negative effect when in the presence of light, nothing too dramatic. Though, the benefits and penalties are dependent on the abundance or absence of light/darkness.
Uses: This ability is passive, taking place without Aysun’s will or knowledge.
(Note: I am not sure if a passive ability is allowed, however, the above ability is more for the flavor and personality of the character than anything else.)
Overdrive Frenzy
With her body a medium for pure dark energy, Aysun is able to store and concentrate this energy for an incredible boost in combat and physical prowess. When the energy is released, Aysun becomes immeasurably empowered for duration, resulting in an incredible warrior. Gifted then with vast stamina and terrifying offense, Aysun meets her foe head on in what can only be described as frenzy. During the frenzy, Aysun often attacks directly and all-out in order to make use of her time and energy. Such adrenaline can awaken her ruthless Heartless instinct, making for an even more rabid foe. The downside to this grand power? Once the extra energy is exhausted within the body, the user, Aysun, will enter a period of exhaustion due to the enormous strain taken on the body. In this state the Heartless body must recover itself from instability, meaning that any over the top exertion will lead to deterioration.
Strength: 6 AP, Strong: As noted, the ability is a strong one, with significant increase in power. To balance this, the “weakened” period is equally as negative.
Uses: There are two use methods, of which only one path can be used in a battle, no mixing.
The first is slightly weaker than the second and can be used twice in a battle. This frenzy lasts 3 turns, with 1 turn of exhaustion.
The second is much stronger than the first, as it is the full extent of the ability and can only be used once per battle. It lasts 5 turns and ends in 2 turn extreme exhaustion, and, perhaps, lingering exhaustion throughout the duration of the battle. With the use of this ability version, Aysun's body is rendered completely unstable and breaks down into a completely shadow-like form, only reverting back to the more human version after adequate reabsorption of energy (which is the duration of the 2 turns exhaustion).
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~History~
As you slay the last of the beasts, you put your weapon aside, and walk away, knowing your tale of bravery will be told for thousands of years to come.
[/b][/i]As you slay the last of the beasts, you put your weapon aside, and walk away, knowing your tale of bravery will be told for thousands of years to come.
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Aysun, or rather Ilse, at the time, was once an inhabitant of a world whose name and existence has been lost to darkness. The world was, like most others that now lie in the abyss, peaceful. Its denizens were carefree and docile, but Ilse was somewhat of an oddity. Ilse was the daughter of Alaric Hiltraud, perhaps the most revered man among the people. A spectacularly powerful warrior, he was loved and Ilse was often compared to him, ending with her being seen as a short coming. Whereas her father was large, muscled, and brash, Ilse was small, thin, and passive. As a result, Ilse’s father began her training for combat at an early age, more for reason of building Ilse’s confidence than anything. Isle, of course, hated it, preferring her usual habitual actions of reading; however, later she would more appreciative of her honed skill.
The Heartless first appeared as a trickle. They began to show up, usually only one at a time, roaming the hinterlands and attacking lone stragglers. As such, combating these new beings was as easy as forming a large enough mob or simply calling upon Alaric. Once, while tagging along with her father, Ilse encountered these beings firsthand. Their glowing eyes and billowing movement was terrifying to Ilse, mere sight of the creatures causing her to body to freeze and mind collapse with anxiety. Yet, despite her obvious distaste for their image, Ilse found herself drawn to the Heartless (whom at this point were referred to as “The Dark Ones”). Drawn by the mystery of their appearance and general existence, Ilse began to seek the “Dark Ones” out where ever there was news of attack. She began observing their traits and manner, filling a blank research book with her findings and sketches of new variations of Heartless that began to show. Driven by her curiosity to explain the very manifestation she deathly feared, she divulged into the darkness.
As her interest of the being increased, so did the frequency and variety of their appearance. Ilse no longer had to seek them out; the attacks seemed to happen conveniently around her, following her. Crazed citizens and even Ilse’s own father were unaware of the pattern, disillusioned by the now all too frequent attacks. Ilse herself only discovered when it was far too late….
A loud bell was sounded, the typical alarm of attack. As usual, Ilse was commanded by her father to stay safe while he left to combat the enemy. Spurred by her obsession she disobeyed her father, taking her personal sword as a false assurance of safety, unaware that this particular attack was the Heartless’ final strike. In the next few minutes, Ilse beheld truly horrific sights. The Heartless were present in numbers unimaginable. Swarming about defending townsmen, they consumed all, overtaking far more than they lost. Alarmed, Ilse took off in frantic flight, in search of her father, eliminating what few Heartless she could on the way, running past helpless friends to secure her own safety. Indeed she did find him, just in time to see him maimed by an enormous Heartless, humanoid in shape, but comprised of shadow. The shade turned towards an immobile Ilse, falling upon her in seconds, trailed by legions of lesser Heartless. One futile blade stroke was made by Ilse before she was eclipsed; her last act defiance for naught.
For a time nothing was seen, only darkness. Ilse awoke in a void, seemingly floating, yet stationary on a solid bed of air, her vision obscured by dark haze. She allowed herself to drift, unaware of what had happened, her mind devoid of all memory except that of the dark beings. As she continued to drift, Ilse noticed that her body felt different, though in a positive way, slowly beginning to feel revitalized. Finally she decided to embark, stepping off into darkness on invisible platform wandering. She continued to wander, till she came face to face with the familiar, malicious yellow eyes of the enemy, forming before her. Instinctively, Ilse was taken aback, ready to fight although not possessing a weapon, however, upon closer examination; the Heartless did not seem hostile. The small shadows merely danced around what Ilse assumed were still her feet almost in a playful way, trying to get her attention. Confused more than anything, Ilse played along, following these shadows to an unknown destination within the abyss. She traveled for what seemed like an eternity, only to be led to a door, large and illuminated, easily seen on the dark horizon. Once there, her shadow friends paused, motioning towards the door, giving Ilse what could only be a look of inquiry: They wanted her to open the door. Ilse was hesitant, thoughts rushed through her head.
“Where could this door lead? Is there a hostile presence behind it? Perhaps these beings befriended me only to open the door, and if so, why am I the only one who can open it?”
Without much else, Ilse slowly put her hand upon the door, and that is all it took. The door disappeared, replaced with a vacuum-like portal drawing her and the shadows around into itself. Once again, all she could see was darkness.
“Whew! That’s the last of ‘em! Good thing we got here when we did or she might have been a goner….
“No kidding, poor thing must have fainted at the sight of them. Although, to tell you the truth, they seemed a bit hesitant to attack, ya know, like they were waiting for her to wake up or something……
“You’re paranoid sis…..Hey look! She’s waking up!
These were the first words, Ilse heard upon regaining consciousness in a strange new world. The two siblings who saved her took her to their dwelling to tend to her. Ilse, still in shock and groggy, was unable to comprehend what was happening. Her saviors explained that she was in a place called “Traverse Town” and that she had almost been victim to the “Heartless”. As the pair continued to talk, Ilse’s head began to ring painfully. She felt a berserk rage come over her, a lust to attack the two siblings. Fighting against the feeling, she ran away, shoving the pair as they tried to ease her pain. Ilse made it into an alley before her vision became groggy once more and she collapsed.
This time around, Ilse woke to something else, an image of another girl, one unrecognizable. Upon the clearing of her vision, she came to learn the image was of her, frightened that she could not even recognize herself. Unable to recall the comfort of her memories, Ilse felt empty and alone.
And so she began to travel amongst the shadows, taking up the name Aysun to replace the name she forgot. She continues to gather knowledge of these “Heartless”, assuming they must have connection to her, seeing as they appear to “follow” her and refuse to attack her. Despite her new found affinity to darkness, Aysun still is blind to the fact that she herself is a Heartless, incapable of sensing her own dark aura.
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~Extra~
Before you embark on your journey, you see three weapons in front of you.
~ A sword
~ A shield
~ A staff
Choose wisely.
[/i][/b]Before you embark on your journey, you see three weapons in front of you.
~ A sword
~ A shield
~ A staff
Choose wisely.