Post by boo on Mar 22, 2010 0:30:22 GMT -5
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~Basic info~
Behind every beautiful individual, comes a morbid basic story and it takes one time to paint it like a beautiful bloody picture.. [/center][/i]
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Boo ~ :
Other characters ~ :
Is this character canon? ~ :
No
Link to audition thread ~ :
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~About me, Loves.~
Waking up in the morning to see myself..Drenched in blood from my own body. I don't remember what was going on at the time..or what happened to me..or how the blood got there..It just did. But..I remembered..[/center][/b][/i]
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Boo ~ :
Age ~ :
I believe my age has been nineteen for a while now..
Birthplace ~ :
My birthplace is something I really do not enjoy speaking of..But I was born part of Twilight Town.
Gender ~ :
Uhm, I'm a female. I hope I don't need to check.
Race ~ :
Angel and Fallen Incubus. What does this mean? Do I have wings? No. My history will explain why.
Special Class ~ :
None
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~Appearance~
As I turned around I looked into the reflection of a smashed mirror in a stripped club...I came to see a women or maybe a male..it looked to be more women though...
[/b][/i]As I turned around I looked into the reflection of a smashed mirror in a stripped club...I came to see a women or maybe a male..it looked to be more women though...
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Physical appearance ~ :It is blood, decorating upon my body but I usually appear clean. This is a picture from said last night..at a party? I do not remember. But alas, I like to wear my hair curly sometimes. Well enough about my looks, I find myself ugly anyway.
Clothing/Accessories ~ :
Um..I wear all kinds of things it would usually be just either white or black mostly black though.
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~Personality~
I was walking..I felt this odd strange mix of emotions come before me as I seen a pile of dead children holding an angel in their hands..Was it to laugh about?...Or to cry about?...
[/i]I was walking..I felt this odd strange mix of emotions come before me as I seen a pile of dead children holding an angel in their hands..Was it to laugh about?...Or to cry about?...
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Alignment ~ :
I'm the type of person who is to be fit to be a friend but I'm also a type of person to fit to chop your head off with a deadly weapon. I'm someone who is equal to the forces of light and dark. I'm impulsive and very child-like; I have this odd habit of dancing with corpses. I find them..delicate and flowered beautiful yet deceitful in the midst of their last hours. I like to watch people be tortured yet I love kittens. I am the beautiful nightmare I spare to see those who are fit. Giving is like a merciful twist; I am my own god. If I can't control it then it shall be hell. If I can control those voices in my head then I will be an angel. It is all the matter of equality please know through and through we will continue to prosper..Well I will. I am here to survive and be the best there is. Please, understand I, Boo, am not cocky to be precise I am right. I am a passionate women flaming and fiesty..although I am shy around new people I do warm up quickly.
I find the oddest things revolting like a child crying..I do not know why but I do not enjoy the thought of children. I had my tubes tied..unprofessionally of course. Well, enough upon this pitiful excuse for who I am! I am unexplainable! Due to the voices in my mind my dear! ~ :
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~Weapons~
Suddenly, a heartless appeared in front me...a weapon ready..branded for my head...I pulled out my own weapon ready to strike back...
[/i][/b]Suddenly, a heartless appeared in front me...a weapon ready..branded for my head...I pulled out my own weapon ready to strike back...
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Primary Weapon(s)
ID:Yo-Yo
Quality:
The Yo-Yo; a strong weapon by far in my personal arsenal. It is a double wielded weapon consisting of two familiar yo-yos all the same a perfect disguise as a hobby. The string of the Yo-Yo is galvanized steel iron all together in small strands to form a sharp edge that would cut right through skin upon contact. This weapon is fast and very deadly when coiled upon skin. In close contact the act of the yo-yo can be used like a whip.
This weapon having be the most powerful in my arsenal I do not carry much of anything else..other then the special abilities that come with it. My weapon has a special effect of being light and dark..much like a key..both of these little yo-yo's nearly uncut-able and hard to break free of..is my..weapon.
Secondary Weapon(s)
ID:
[In this space please give a brief, physical description of the secondary weapon(s) your character wields]
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~Abilities~
Just as I was about to fight my enemies my feeling of the angels looking over me came through to see me...The feeling of light and dark evening to become one neutral power of the cosmos..
[/i][/b]Just as I was about to fight my enemies my feeling of the angels looking over me came through to see me...The feeling of light and dark evening to become one neutral power of the cosmos..
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AP left:
[Fear of Hellbound]
[Fear of hell bound can be described as Boo's most strongest move capable of the most damage she can do to one mentally. Boo can delve into the mind of the victim and insert them into their worst fears mentally. Boo will be safe in the shroud of the move, but the downfall is if the person can conquer their greatest fear Boo can never use the same move on the individual again unless she knew of the fear after she had done the move.]
Strength:Strong This move takes up six AP out of the ten given because of such strength it would do to the mental capability of one human being.
Uses:
The uses is Boo mentally dives into the mind of another for three rounds of personal fear and intoxication of what the person fears. Within those three turns Boo has control of their mind and the mind will put the user into a haze or a fog so they will not attack for those three turns. After the three turns; Boo will be weak for a small amount of time unable to attack for one and a half.
[Spiders Silk]
[The Yo Yo will turn into multiple strands invisible to the other and will become more loose and coarse therefore easier to break although when Boo attacks with the Yo-Yo at an incredible speed it will bind her victim and the steel iron will cut into the bone if they cannot break the coarse string in time. After the string will break the ability will form it back together.]
Strength:Moderate.Therefore, four AP will be wasted for this move.
Uses:
The use of this move will take a quick one post to do. If the user breaks free the yo yo will take three turns to reform itself rendering Boo to the use of one yo yo.
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Special Abilities
Minions
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~History~
Walking away from the heartless..who beared their last breathe...the people of the town cheered..they spoke the name Boo..it would carry on for years...
[/b][/i]Walking away from the heartless..who beared their last breathe...the people of the town cheered..they spoke the name Boo..it would carry on for years...
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Growing..Growing..It was inside the mothers womb when it began, began a revolution of either life or death for a young child. From the growth of the sperm into the egg borne a new life into the day of life in Twilight town. It would be a day of weeping and glorious salvation among the people in the religious view of things. They were part of a coven of which they spoke the religious remains of the life of mother. Of course, as the child bloomed on the mothers alter expected to be one of wings and very beautiful borned features. The child was born ugly; female and outcasted.
The mother of the child, named her a degrading name of the surprise of which they did not know she would bare. "Boo." It would be the name that would haunt her as her mothers mess up for the religious coven until Boo began to speak at the age of one. No one knew because she pretended she could not speak. The child was quick of wit and sound of mind. It would be the one who would begin to save them all into a balanced realm of which they came to speak.
Boo grew up in the religious center of twilight town based on balance and the will of mother. Although, she forgot all this..because of the evil she had omitted. She began to work among the heartless..the darkness..it was something of interest to her until a nobody had come up to her in full form. Of course, he did not have a name being long forgotten and had fallen in love at such a young age. It was unexplainable what they did had left her amazingly gone from the world. It was explained that Boo was ugly, and that she was but he had loved her the same physically and emotionally or what he could emotionally none the less.
After he had gone from her life; deflowered and alone Boo came back to the coven to be ashamed and casted away to her grandfather. A good friend of Cid; creator of air ships she had lived now aboard her own air ship huge and proud of it she managed it along with her grandfather until upon his death when she was fifteen. Boo; began to grow beautiful upon this age. A women and very respected one at this; she would be the now accepted in the coven if she were to return..but she choose not to..She couldn't.
Until one day, the ship got attack. Bearing the heartless on the deck! She could not bear witness to it! Her and her grew bounded towards the deck to fight the heartless! Mother be with her. Boo snuffed out a yo yo and looked at it quite..frustrated. What could she do with the little contraption she bared with her for fun.. It was then she decided to put her fingers to good use and she began to rip off the string quickly and place galvanized iron upon the steel black yo yo. It would be this she would fight with and lose as it would fall in weight due to her weak arms. Boo then enough was toughed by the faint darkness.
It filled her..touched her of what would keep. Darkness would bare her and continue to fill her thoughts for the moment until it formed some kind of thing..It would speak..and continue to speak as it spilled her excellent light mind touched and blessed by the mother. Utter balance now which was corrupt but somehow all anew..it would knock Boo unconscious as the darkness swept her away back to twilight town..the air ship gone. Somehow would never come back..it would be she found two of the yo-yo's perfected..somehow. It would be a memory of how she did this when she was blinded but she knew she hurt from the heartless.
It was pain of what touched the mind.
Her sanity gone from her bod as she laughed reaching to her yo-yo's darkness imbued in them with no force of light in them.
"Kill, Kill, Kill!" cried the beautiful banshee as she ran about for the years to come killing anything she seen tending to the voices in her head by killing the weak and hurting herself.
It would be the years where Boo would launder food for polish for her yo-yo. To get the food back she would kill her buyer and to gain her own home it would be in strip clubs where people thought she stripped. Beautiful now, at the age of sixteen and fully blossomed.
Without love, there is not Soul Mate.
Dawn and to the dark Boo had always enjoyed nature..some about it calmed her when the fits came along. She had awful abilities now and the voices had taught her the control of others and terribly much more..it was the best of often things of which had happened to her..Boo had been sitting alone on the bench holding a beautiful blue bird until..he came along.
Forte.
It was like a music, a drow, her next Sonata or maybe memory. He came to her like an incandescent to his memorable tone..Boo continued to stare at him in the months to come wondering what the man to be thinking. Although, it was nothing of incredible interest..Boo being the loner mental tick she was could only stare and giggle..
Forte, Forte, Forte such a social butterfly to the shy Boo he was the girl opened up to him soon enough to be show him the voice in her head..projecting it for him to understand the sound.
Until he snapped, or so it be a hug. It was her first hug..and a hug as it should be. Snapping her spine; nearly her bones..until they had dissapeared..
It was then her body was in the compounds of a very test tube she would be laid in the test tube to keep straight for the time..and in two years time..she would be released.
Two is More then One.
It felt odd..her touch again..the Mother caressing her face whispering something about.."Balance Walker." What was this? To keep balance? Yes. It all made sense now..
Deterioration.
Gone..It was gone! Her powers! On her knees her hands folded on her lap the amber eyes would look up to Forte to see the astonished look on his face himself. It was all gone except two abilities which Boo held dear.
All those things she had learned the control..was there and only one thing had left to remain was one person: Forte. Her only, song, musician, love: Forte. It would be him who would teach her to walk again like he had done so many times before.
Until she heard the mother to wish them luck upon the journey they seek to balance in this world..what was it? Only she could tell..Praise mother, Boo could only await her forsworn future..
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~Class~
Before you embark on your journey a vision comes upon you. You see three weapons in front of you.
~ A sword of terrible destruction - The power of the warrior: Invincible courage.
~ A shield to repel all - The power of the guardian: Kindness to aid friends.
~ A staff of wonder and ruin - The power of the mystic: Inner strength.
You know that one of them must be chosen. What power will you seek?
[/b]Before you embark on your journey a vision comes upon you. You see three weapons in front of you.
~ A sword of terrible destruction - The power of the warrior: Invincible courage.
~ A shield to repel all - The power of the guardian: Kindness to aid friends.
~ A staff of wonder and ruin - The power of the mystic: Inner strength.
You know that one of them must be chosen. What power will you seek?
[Mystic]
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~Other~
[Boo a beautiful misery. But I as a roleplayer see no to fit a good plot and not to ruin the plot already here. In other words, I'm not going to fuck up the current roleplay. I do not intend to kill every person on site. Boo is a "Balance Walker." So is her beloved forte. We are "Good guys" don't you think? ]