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 Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 9:00 pm
Quote: "Oh, it's so wonderful to be here! What's that? And that?!"
Name: Akimi Layoth
Name Meaning/Nicknames: Aki (when pretending to be a boy)
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Race: Droivaen (alien)
Arts: Super strength/speed + technological skill
Character Looks: Akimi is 5'3" and pretty thin and semi-flat chested. Enough that she can pass as a boy, at least. She has short blue hair with long sides that frame her face, and bright green eyes, with averagely tanned skin, which might be a little on the pale side. Her ears are pointed and she has a long, blue and black striped tail with a fluffball end, and she likes wearing clothing with silly images, like dinosaurs yelling rawr! When she's in disguise, which is most always, she tries to wear somewhat baggier clothing, and has developed a fondness for hoodies.
Allignment: Good
Personality: She is bubbly, friendly, yet protective and guarded at the same time, smiling as she sizes you up. She's also very curious, as she's new to this planet, and she's excited to see anything and everything she can, while meeting anyone and everyone possible.
History: When she was fifteen, she found an egg out in the blue fields near her house, and kept it for two whole years, watching it, pampering it, and keeping it warm. She always was a girl who dedicated herself to things she found interesting wholeheartedly. That's how she learned to wield both the battle axe and a naginata. She saw someone else doing it and decided that she just had to learn for herself. Anyway, one year later, around her sixteenth birthday, the egg finally hatched. It was a strange animal, and instantly made it clear that it wasn't simply one creature. It could be several. It was a rare morphing breed, almost impossible to find on her planet. Well, news got out that she had one, and people started making offers, then eventually making threats, until attacks started to occur. So she packed up, bid her parents farewell, and used it as an excuse to explore the universe~ first stop? Earth, of course.
Relationship to Main Character: None
Any weapons/armor you have: A metal rod that shifts into either a battle axe or a naginata, depending on which button is pressed. There are only two buttons though.
Any items you have: Alien technology. A sort of cloaking device in her hair clip or necklace hide her pointed ears and tail so she can blend in with humans. She has a tool kit to repair it when necessary, along with a carefully disguised ship. She also has a little flat pad with no buttons that she uses to perform all of her hacking needs.
Any battle skills/magical powers you have: She's good with her weapon, which doubles as both a naginata and a large battle axe. Her powers would consist of enhanced strength and speed. Her race is somewhat superior to human capabilities.
Character Flaws: She is curious and often acts without speaking, so it's hard for her to keep herself properly tucked away and hidden like she's supposed to. She also has a tendency to trust people a little too quickly if they seem kind enough.
Friends in the Realm: None
Enemies in the Realm: None
Lover: None
Pic: x - x
I paid for/drew these, don't steal it. ; _____;
Theme Song: Owl City - Fireflies
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 9:48 am
 "That wasn't me! I can't explain but.. that wasn't me." Which will you call out to? Evie Alexis Matthews
Erin Lindsay Matthews Care to get a little closer? Eve, Alex
Erin Look for yourself Female An adult, in age at least Eighteen Though I doubt it could work Straight What am I..? Human (?) Appealing or no? She has short, shaggy black hair, which is worn over her left eye. The right is a bright green, the covered left is a deep blue. Her skin is lightly pale, and her body type slender. She reaches 5'8" in total height. She tends to wear long sleeves and jeans, usually held up by some sort of belt, and can often be found with a large pair of headphones over her head. Depends on who you're speaking to Good --- Psycho Quite the division Evie is a soft spoken girl, shy around those she doesn't know too well. She does like meeting people though, and tends to warm up to them rather quickly. The worst you might get from her would be a bit of reluctance to get too close, a slight barrier but only slight. Some don't even notice her smiles aren't always geunine. Though, if you press the right buttons, it's possible to anger anyone. She does have an unusual opposition to fighting, because of her.. situation.
Her other side, Erin, is much more troublesome to deal with. She should be locked up in a mental ward and never let out of her straight jacket. With a knack for weaponry, a lust for blood, and a foul mouth to match, if you come face to face with her, you might be in for a bit of trouble. There isn't.. too much to tell Evie lasted quite a while before she discovered her other side. She lives with her father and mother, older brother, and younger sister, in a nice sized house with a yard. She attends a good school and graduated from high school at seventeen. Though, she was fourteen when it happened.
She was being picked on. She never has been one to dress really feminine, or bother with her hair. Because others were so interested in that sort of thing, she was targeted for being different. Kids are, as we all know, very mean to one another. She was just trying to walk home after school, but the other's wouldn't let her get away. They started pushing and shoving, her light body tumbling back and forth between them, until one boy suddenly shoved her hard into the road. She stumbled and fell right in the path of a school bus. She remembered the pain of being hit, and the sudden silence that'd filled the air. Her eyes had closed, vision blurred, and she'd blacked out.
She awoke later to find herself in a hospital bed, but her body felt as good as new. There were no bruises or scrapes to speak of. Her family was beside the bed, and her mother tackled her into a hug as soon as she awoke. Not long after that, she was discharged. No one ever told her what had happened, but they moved away to a different state shortly after the event.
Several months later, she stumbled across something on youtube. Someone had captured it all with their cell phone. A young teenage girl with shaggy black hair was pushed into a street, and slammed into by a bus. Her body had flown from the impact and was sent skidding across the pavement. For a few seconds it was silent, people staring in stunned awe through wide eyes. The kid who'd pushed her was the first to approach.
"Hey... hey, are you alright?" His voice was trembling.
Evie's body didn't move. Well, not at first, and the boy kept inching closer until he was crouched beside her, shaking hand extending. That's when her hand had shot up and grabbed the boy's throat, easily choking the life out of him. Holding him there, struggling for breath, she herself got to her feet. Clothes were stained with blood, and trickles ran down her forehead and face, but her eyes were wide with a look of insanity. The boy's body hit the ground with a thud, cold and lifeless, and she advanced upon another nearby student, another from the group that'd thought it was so fun tormenting her. But she'd stepped back into traffic, and was promptly hit by another car. She crumpled, and the video ended.
And that's how Evie found out what really had happened. She had imediately gone crying to her parents, who tried to soothe her, and eventually convinced her to return to school. Suddenly, she was horribly aware of how people stared at her, whispering as she passed. She'd never noticed before. She finished out her high school career in solitude, and after graduating, has decided to set off, and find someway to figure out what she is, and why it happened to her. I don't even know where I get them She doesn't make an effort to carry a weapon. She actually tries to avoid it. Yet, whenever Erin takes over she somehow seems to acquire something. A gun, a knife, even a sword on occasion. Evie still has no idea how she does it. Material pocessions aren't entirely needed She's traveling, in order to find out about herself, so she only has a light load with her. A cell phone and an image of her family, several changes of clothing, her mp3 player and DJ headphones, all conveniently fitted into one bookbag. Please, don't make me let her come out... In a way, it's kind of like summoning. She performs a ritual of sorts, which involves "killing" herself in some way. This knocks out her own conscious and awakens her "other side". It's unknown what it is. An alter personality laying in weight beneath her own psyche? Not even she is sure, but it is the side that holds the power. It has regeneration powers, to resolve the issue of the ritual. It wouldn't do to come out half head already. It also has rather impressive gun weilding skills, and seems adequate with other weaponry as well. A killing machine, it seems. The only way to stop her is to land a killing blow, and make the real -- come back. She only has smaller healing powers, and lacks offensive skills. No one's perfect, you know Evie tries to be nice and longs for friends, but she gained an infamous reputation at the early age of fourteen, making meeting people with internet acess rather difficult. Then, there's also her reluctance to get close, despite how much she wants it, afraid Erin will kill someone else.
Erin is a psychopath, pure and simple. She loves choas and inflicting pain. Though, she doesn't take pain well herself, and being hurt will send her into frenzied rages, which also made her more vulnerable for further attack. After she retreats, Evie's left feeling worn out and tired. Oh, I wish... --- More than I know --- Such a far-fetched idea --- Hey, it's the girl from that video! Music makes such a great escape name
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 3:40 pm
"Hey man, I did my time." Check those medical records Kyouichi Ishikawa Hey! Don't act so friendly, you a**! Kyou Wanna check...? Male The years just fly by in your white padded cell~ Twenty-One Straight
As normal as they come, heh
Human(?)
You know I'm hot. s**t, don't deny it
He's a rather lanky looking guy, pale skin, with toned muscles but a tall, slender and body that comes to 6'7" in total. His hair is long, scruffy, and black and his eyes are a reddish brown. He wears black, things with buckles and chains most often. They remind him of.. old times. He also either wears boots, or nothing at all on his feet.
Depends on what mood you catch me in
Neutral
Heh, wanna play...?
He's got a foul tongue and a harsh voice. He likes to joke around in less than normal ways, he's cocky and doesn't take much of anything seriously, and he is quick to jump to violence and shouting. Sometimes he'll be set off by something and just snap into a punch or a kick, or even the urge to shoot something or someone. You have to be careful around him. He's known to be unstable.
Come one, come all, to the story of my life!
He was born into an average family, raised normally, with his mother, father, and younger sister. They all got a long fairly well. However, Kyou had always been a bit of a trouble maker. He often got detention in school, despite his good grades, and sometimes would let them slip just for the hell of it. He didn't give a damn, frankly, and he let it show every chance he got. He started hanging around bad areas of town, even though his house was in a rather upper class place. So all in all, it wasn't much of a surprise what happened.
He was out one night, when he heard gunshots. Instead of going away, he followed the advice of the rapidly growing voice in his head and went towards the sound. He came upon a drug deal gone bad, with one guy standing over another who was taking his last breaths. He crept up silently, picking up the gun of the deceased, which had slid away. He inspected it, smirking to himself, and when the drug dealer noticed him, the dealer shot instantly. But Kyou just stood there, glanced down at the blood pouring from his chest, and shot the guy right back, hitting him in the forehead. Needless to say, the drug dealer died. But when the body hit the ground, he shot him again, then again, and again, over and over until he was out of bullets. By this time he'd also begun a rather frightening bout of laughter. He went to trial and was determined clinically insane.
This was all at age sixteen. He was sent to a mental asylum for teenagers, and later moved to a higher security one after attacking a doctor and shoving medication down his throat screaming, "You always tell us how good it is! Try it! Try it!" He remained there for five years, the last three of which he showed no sign of disobedience during. So judging by those three years, they determined him fit to reenter society. And so, he was released. But they had discovered something during his time there, that he wasn't normal, so they sent him to do time at Ria High School and to stay there until they declared it was safe for him to enter real society once again.
Kid, I'll mess you up
A silver gun
Keep your hands off my s**t!
Holy s**t man, you really don't wanna mess with me
He has regeneration powers. The only way to really kill him is to cut off his head. Otherwise he'll heal up and limbs will grow back, the quickness depending upon the intensity of the injury. He also has the ability to manipulate metal. This includes guiding the path of his bullets.
Tch, shut up
He's overly violent and a cocky b*****d who believes himself to be awesome and invincible. He also has a voice in his head that talks to him, guiding him down the more destructive path of life. However, he does have a soft spot, toward a particular type of person. You just have to figure it out.
Friends are for the weak. I don't need 'em
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Oh man, you don't know who you've put yourself up against
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Pfft, I don't need a lover. I can get whoever I want, whenever I want
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Warning, subject is considered dangerous
by Mestav
This is some good killing music~
Papercut - Linkin Park
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