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 Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2016 7:30 pm
 xxxxBonnie J. Clydexxxx• Username:Bloody_Trickster
• Full Name:Bonnie Jericho Cylde
• Nickname(s)/Alias(es): La Muerte, Lady Clyde
• Age: 22
• Gender: Female
• Birthday: October 31st
• Originate:Center of Arkhams black heart.
• Height:5'8''
• Weight:148
• Hair Color: A vast variations of pink.
• Eye Color: Royal purple with a lighter form of purple in the center.
• Sexual Orientation: Straight despite the way she speaks.
• Relationship Status:Single.
• Likes:
✓ Breaking people mentally and psychically
✓ Night Life (Clubbing, Drinking, Bar Fights, ect.)
✓ The mentally insane and disturbed souls
• Dislikes:
✗ People out of line
✗ Wanna be thugs
✗ Hero's
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2016 8:48 pm
✩「C h a r a c t e r __ S k i l l-S e t __ I n f o r m a t i o n」: » Fighting Style: Street fighting spiced with some Capoeira.
» Fighting Type: Merciless Hand-to-Hand combat, Aggressive offensive
» Statistics:
◆ Attack: 9.5/10
◆ Defense: 7/10
◆ Speed:8 /10
◆ Intelligence:9 /10
◆ Stamina: 10/10
◆ Reflexes: 9.5/10
◆ Weapon Skill: 7/10
◆ Fighting Style:9 /10
» Aura Color: Rose petal Pink (Basically a white with a hint of pink mixed in.)
» Main Weapon: Hands
• Appearance: Image in previous post.
• Description: N//A
▅▅ABILITIES▅▅
» Nature Type: Fire
» Main Ability: Personal Physical Power
» Sub Ability 1: ESP
» Sub Ability 2: Vision Base Manipulation
» Techniques/Moveset:
◎◎ Personal Physical Power(s) ◎◎
INDENT✖ Enhanced Strength: Ability to have a level of strength much higher than normally possible given their proportions.
INDENT✖ Bone Manipulation: Ability to manipulate the bones in one's own body. This includes, but is not limited to, the generation of new bone mass, projecting bones out from the skin or rearranging one's own bones.
INDENT✖ Enhanced Marksmanship: The ability to achieve complete and utter accuracy on distant targets. The activity in the user’s brain center for aim, accuracy and precision is drastically improved. The user's needs only to aim for an instant before they can precisely hit a target with a weapon or a blow.
INDENT✖ Healing Factor: Ability to heal rapidly and with greater finality from any injury; the rate of recovery varies from character to character. Can sometimes result in the slowing of aging and immunity to illnesses and other defects.
INDENT✖ Poison Generation: Ability to assault others with one or more varieties of toxins, with widely disparate effects.
INDENT✖ Acid Generation: Ability to generate acid, can be manifested through touch or as a spray (e.g. acid spit, acid blood, etc.).
INDENT✖ Wallcrawling: Ability to adhere to solid surfaces, including walls and ceilings
◎◎ ESP ◎◎
INDENT✖ Mental Projection: The ability to project one’s thoughts, consciousness, emotions into reality.
INDENT✖ Empathy: Ability to read or sense the emotions and/or control the emotions or feelings of others
INDENT✖ Precognition: Ability to perceive the future. It may be expressed in vague dreams while asleep, other times it can be clear and can occur at will. It may also be used as a form of "danger sense" to show the user that they are being threatened and from what direction it is coming from.
◎◎ Vision Base Manipulation ◎◎
INDENT✖ Illusion Eye: Power to send powerful brainwaves to enemies creating mental illusions. This ability may be permanently enabled, however; the user can utilize these illusions to capture the victims in a powerful illusionary effect, ultimately leading to the victim's death. This power depends on the user field of vision. They can only create an illusion if the targets are visible to the user. The illusion can last as long as the victim is in the field of sight of the user.
INDENT✖ Optic Blasts: The user can project energy blasts from their eyes.
INDENT✖ Telescopic Vision: Ability to magnify and extend one's vision to various levels
» Ultimate Technique: False Murder: This technique is normal used by its user when she is out of moves and is low on stamina. Using the last of her physical and mental powers the user attacks her opponent head an digging her hands deep into her opponents skin essentially hooking herself to him/her without the target making it unable to remove themselves from the user without leaving arms or whatever part the user is hooked to. Once hooked in she infects them with a parasitic poison mixed in with light acid. As the concoction begins its process of running through the poor victims veins. With fear present the user installs a false reality illusion into their minds.
The illusion starts off at the battle field the two are on and the user on the ground dead. Thinking they have one the user continues their life in this false reality for what seems like ten years. On the ten year the reality begins distort itself and all the characters in the dream begin to betray him/her one from one the last character to betray being a loved one the opponent could never think of hurting or hurting them. This said loved ones form of betraying is torturing the opponent starting from lashes and blows to various parts of their body before beginning to tar them apart literally limb from limb.
Which in reality is when the acid begins to seep through the opponents skin as the limb slowly detaches itself from its host body. As the users opponent begins to scream in pain and asking why the user heightens the current emotion they are feeling. The user will allow the process to continue watching with a satisfied smile before detaching her now broken opponent head from their shoulders and squishing it with her bare hands. Leaving the now deceased with the last memory of his or hers loved one or ones killing them instead of her.
The process from start to finish usually last 10-20 minutes.
» Transformations:None
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2016 10:01 pm
✩「C h a r a c t e r __ B a c k g r o u n d __ I n f o r m a t i o n」:
• Personality:
This particular psychopath has given optimism a dark twist. Like the original owners of her first and last name the young women doesn’t mind the thought of ending someone’s life. In fact she enjoys hearing them scream out mercy or curses as she watches their soul leave its flesh vessel. Sometimes her brothers have to remind her that they need to be alive along with conscious in order for them to surrender, give information, or use as ransom. Due to the sole fact she gets so engrossed into inflicting blows onto her victim. No one in her faction knows why she gets so into it and the main reason she is left alone and hardly talked to for the way she fights isn’t the only thing morbid about her.
When a new member decides to try and butter her up for brownie point or just to be friendly, rarely the second one mind you, they soon regret their decision. If the horrible puns/jokes don’t give you a mind splitting headache then you’re most likely frightened out by the end of the conversation. Reason being that she always talks about in detail how she would execute someone and why all while smiling and giggling like a teenage girl meeting overjoyed by how finally two fan fictional characters finally kissed or something of that nature.
If one was to sum up dear Bonnie in four words they would most likely tell you she is a ‘Optimistic Blood Driven Psychopath.’
• Biography:
This dark bundle of joy wasn’t always so insane. No at one point Bonnie was one of the few kind souls you could meet when visiting Arkham. The only difference the separated her from all the other kids was that no record of Bonnie could be found up to the age of eight years old. The first known sighting of the young girl was on October 31st.
As the sun dawned on yet another Halloween all the children ran home for safety not wanting to catch the eye of the monsters that go bump in the night. All but one pink haired child dressed in elegant satin white dress, hair pulled back by two small white ribbons, and cute white flats she almost appearing as a doll to most and to two thugs in particular quick cash. The young girl showed no signs of being afraid as they threatened her with their weapons. After a good five minutes of throwing threats at the young girl the two gave up and almost walked away to if they didn’t have some emotion left in them. As they tucked their weapons away they asked her what her names was, where she came from, did she know where her parents were. You know the basics. With no response or change in expression they thought she didn’t understand English. Before they could ask again the young girl asked one simple question that shocked, angered, and worried.
“Are you with the Scientist?”
As soon as that question left her lips the two quickly scooped her up taking her to their home. They didn’t undress her at all due to fact she was female and it was just plain awkward to take cloths of a child you just meet despite their worry. They did though check her arms, legs, neck, her upper back, and face for any markings seeing that they were already exposed. Seeing no signs of scars left by scalpels or holes from needles they thought that perhaps she had seen a horror movie. With one quick look as one stumbled back in shock the other couldn’t believe his eyes. She may not had have markings or scars, but her iris were far from normal. As one stared into her eyes with fascination the other went on to gently tugging her hair which cause the young girl to squeal. Look at one another the two left her in the room for two days as they used their connections to find some info on her. Turning up empty the two decided to ask her the same questions as before and like before the young girl couldn’t answer. All that she could recall was that she was eight years of age. Confused by all of this the thugs decided to keep her under their roof until someone showed up for her or a reward was put up. If she was a lost experiment surely someone would look for her. Days turned into month then years as they waited. When the one year mark came around the two thugs known as Bane and Clayton decided to take her under their wings. It wasn’t their original plan, but the young girl grew on them. On that day October 31st became her birthday and she became known as Bonnie Jericho Clyde. The two brothers decided to give her female names based of their own names which resulted in Bonnie Clyde. Bonnie coming first because Bane was born first and Clyde last since Clayton in fact born last. Then added Jericho in the middle because the two agreed it sounded too bland without it. Overjoyed she hugged her now older brothers excited about her new life ahead of her not knowing it was the same life that would turn her into who she is today.
By the age of fourteen Bonnie was known among Arkhams underground and accepted among its occupants. Before being called La Muerte many called her bubblegum not only cause of her hair, but because she was always smiling and laughing among her adoptive family, always helping, and never letting her situation bring her down. Bonnie remained like this up to her eighteen birthday. As sweet as she was Bonnie was known to be a prankster and she joked with the wrong person on the morning of her birthday. You see among all the gangs in Arkham one ruled over the rest godsfist was their name and it so happened the son of the current head was out on her block scouting for a business building. No one was aware like her though since no one knew the current boss even had a son let alone knew he what the boy looked like at least people on her block didn’t. Either way Bonnie was dared by her friends to do smack came on him since he looked like a rich snob. Not being one to back down from a dare she did it without questioning it and come on it was Halloween to. You have to pull at least on prank on trick or treat night. It wasn’t till later that night she found out the crimson truth.
Coming home from a small get to gather with her brothers all three sat on the couch with a big bag of sugary sweets. Which of course like every year Bonnie hogged until Brandon tickled her to tears so Clayton could steal her bag that she would later whine about, but get over it after watching a horror movie. As Clayton was putting a movie in a sound of tires screeching echoed through the home gaining a wary look from the three. Then the door was kicked in with a great force before bullets began to fly. Taking cover the Clayton behind one couch and Bonnie behind the counter with Brandon, with her safe the brothers pulled out their own pieces and opened fire. Half way into the firefight the boy commanded his thugs to stop before announcing who they were looking for and propositioning a deal with the brothers. Her life or theirs they had ten seconds to chose. Not wanting to die or let her brothers get hurt for her Bonnie jumped out from cover hand in surrender asking what she did. After explaining her actions from before he went on introducing himself. None of the three were shocked to hear the name Adrian until he furthered his introduction revealing who his father was. Wide eyed like a doe Bonnie quickly apologized for her actions even went on to explaining how she was oblivious to the fact he was the godsfist ‘Juggernauts’ son. The guards guns were lowered with on hand motion from Adrian making Bonnie believe she was just going to get a small punishment unaware the boy was getting his gun out to end her. Taking notice to late to warn but enough time to trade his life for his little sister Clayton pushed her towards his brother as the bullet pierced his heart. As he fell to the floor lifeless Brandon dragged a crying Bonnie out of the house. They ran for a good while before he stopped being as naïve at the time Bonnie thought they could get away when in truth they weren’t not both of them at least.
The godsfist members were everywhere leaving them little to no opening of escaping and no one was willing to help them due to the gang’s reputation. Looking down at a face of a frightened young girl Brandon held his sisters face telling her directions to their safe spot. Bonnie didn’t want to separate afraid to lose him to, but after two minute Brandon was able to convince his sister to go. With the knowledge that this was the last time even so he didn’t balm her and he knew neither did Clayton. Giving her one last kiss on the forehead form him and their deceased brother he sent her off. Running in the opposite direction until he felt she was safe, that their light in this cold world was safe, He turned and faced the enemy head on with a satisfied smile that remained as he passed on to the next realm on the cold streets of Arkham.
Reaching the meeting point Bonnie hide herself waiting for her brother. Even as hours passed she waited she held on to the little hope she had left. As midnight fell her hope began to fade as she shook head to toe with fear. She didn’t begin to cry until the instant new alerts on her phone notified her of two men that had been recently murdered and a missing persons report. Touching the screen with a shaky hand when she came across their pictures she began to cry hysterically holding the phone to her chest as tightly as she could. She got them killed over a stupid prank. They were killed over a prank. He killed them over a harmless prank. He…..the boy…..the snob…..Adrian……Juggernauts kid killed her brothers because his pride was supposedly harms. A vibrant pink began to cover the tips of her fingers and down her hands stopping were the hands connected to the writs. Not that anyone could tell since they were covered in her blood dripping from where the glass shards from her phone pierced her skin. Her hands weren’t the only thing to change. Bonnie’s personality did as well to be more precise she shut off all of her emotions for the time being.Leaving her with the same look as the day she was found ten years ago on this very night.
Getting up from her spot dropping her phone in the process Bonnie began to walk down the streets wobbling and whispering ‘Adrian’ over and over again as her skull irises laughed up until she was in front of a mansion. As she gazed upon such a glorious mansion guns were pointed at her ready to shoot. Turning her gaze onto the two she gave them a unnerving smile before proceeding to do her first massacre.
Walking in the G industries tower covered in blood, gun in hand, and a mobster’s wife as a meat shield Bonnie began to make her way to the top. Leaving bodies mangled beyond the point of recognition. As she continued to move forward as Juggernauts wife cried as she watched the young women ended every single soul the facility until they reach the doors to the CEO’s office. Upon hearing the distress cry of his wife the boss opened the doors without a second thought, well his body guards did. Bonnie didn’t have to introduce herself since once she stepped foot into that office she was immediately recognized by the son. Cursing at her he was about to order his guards to attack, but a shot to his mother’s leg stopped him. Before he could say anything she gave him the same proposition he gave Clayton and Brandon. Even went as far as to smile an speak it in the same tone he did. Lost for words Adrian stepped back allowing his father to take charge, who gave her another proposition. Let his wife go and he’ll let her go hell he even gave her a spot in his gang. Like his son she gave them false hope tossing her gun to the side making it seem like she agree’d. Then crushed it quickly as bones appeared out of the palms of her hand and found their way into godsfist lady’s head. Laughing she retracted her hands screaming.
“DID I ASK YOU!! NO?!?! THEN BUTT THE HELL OUT!!!”
By the end of her sentence she had everyone in the room, but the son on the ground dead. As she stomped Juggernauts head in still laughing she heard the click of a gun. Looking over her shoulder she focused her irises on hands relaxing them as they flew across the room leaving the deceased mobsters son screaming in pain as he fell to the ground. With the look of the despair present on his face her grin got bigger. Kneeling in front of him she dug her nails into his arms earning another scream from him and insane laughter from her.
“You killed them Adrian. You and your pride killed them. Remember that as I send you to Limbo. GAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”
Whispering her goodbye she preformed her finishing move, she later calls false murder, with a satisfied expression. With the godsfist whipped off Arkhams streets Bonnie wasted no time taking over the each gang, becoming the ultimate gang leader by the age of 19. As well as the most wanted criminal in all of Arkham and you guessed it she didn’t stop. She continued her new quest of destruction across Arkham until one of her brothers told her of a organization that was housing godsfist members. The Doma, a organization made up of all murders, mentally unstable, and what gave birth to legends such as Eighth Diviner. In truth she thought the Doma was just a fairy tale told to children at night, but it seemed she was wrong. She loved it. Not only could she get rid of godsfist for good she could also go toe to toe with people as strong as the King of the underworld himself. Well she thought anyway.
Doing the same as before she went through the Doma’s ranks like nothing. Was this really the prestigious guild everyone feared there was no way. They were weak even her grunts were able to go toe to toe with their elites. Dissatisfied with this playtime she ended the lifes of not only the godsfist members but also the Doma’s elites and head commanders. Standing at the throne disgusted by the fact the blood of the weak covered her she and her own elites were going to head back to Arkham until the last of the Doma’s members confronted her to avenge their fallen. Bonnie assumed at least up until they all began to bow one by one. Confused as ever she demanded someone explain why they were bowing. A female member informed in a formal manor that because she defeated the higher ups she was now head of the organization and whether she liked it or not they were now devoted to her until someone stronger came along or she produced a heir. Laughing she called her ridiculous and ordered them to move. The female stepped in front of her unafraid of what might come next. When Bonnie didn’t smack her she got into a begging position on the floor and begged her to stay. To restore the good name of the Doma by aiding them in destroying the Zaibatsu claiming she only could do it no one else due to her dark aura she gave off. Scratching the back of Bonnie remained quiet for awhile contemplating on what to do. Honestly she wanted to just stay in Arkham plus she never seen herself ruling out of that city, especially not over a organization like this. Then again why not? If she could restore this guild to its glory then she can take on this Zaibatsu, win of course, but then why? Aren’t you supposed to have a ultimatum when ruling such a guild? And just to ‘make the world as dark as my heart’ wasn’t exactly her style and the Zaibatsu never did anything to her. Looking down at the beggar she ask what was in it for her. The female unsure how to win her over just simply stated:
“The expected power, soldier, loyalty my Queen. We as a whole at the moment cannot give you anything for the Zaibatsu took all are resources, but once you restore us and defeat them we can to anything from destroying realms to eternal life. We can even bring back the dead.”
The female soldier looked up only to feel a shiver down her spine as Bonnie looked down at her with a cold expression. Kneeling down to her level the new CEO grabbed the girl by the next and raised her up from the ground she was kneeling on. Gasping for air the girl tried to loosen Bonnies grip only making her tighten it more.
“So you’re saying this ‘Zaibatsu’ has a spell to revive the dead?”
The girl shook her head causing Bonnie to smile and drop her. Without a second word La Muerte raised her hands as the Doma along with her brethren cheered for their new Queen. Three years later Bonnie is still the head of the new refined Doma training them day and night mercilessly to prepare them for the war ahead. As the new elites showed themselves among her army and out of the elites she found some she sought worthy to be put as her personal warriors giving them some power over the Doma. As long as they created havoc among the Zaibatsu and got the land the Doma once ruled over back from them the reclaiming of their property is taking sometime, but as far as the havoc her generals have it couldn’t be going better its only a matter of time before the Zaibatsu makes a move against. Something Bonnie can’t wait to happen.
• Relationship(s):
✦ Clayton, Deceased: Younger brother of Brandon, Older brother og Bonnie.
✦ Brandon, Deceased: Eldest brother of Clayton and Bonnie.
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• Affiliation: Villain
• Occupation: CEO of Doma
• Goal(s)/Ambition(s): To fix her mistake.
• Theme Song(s):
Main Theme:Beauty and the Glitch
Emotional Theme: Puppet
Battle/Comeback Theme: Get Jinxed!
• Other Information:Ms. Clyde's hands, feet, and from under her breast to mid thigh on both her left an right sides are pink. No one knows the reason why they changed all of a sudden. As they looked more into the matter they found the source to be her poison and acid base abilities.
As for her unique skull irises no one really knows why or how she came to have them. All that is known about them is that she has had them since she could remember.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2016 2:55 pm
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Eighth Diviner Vice Captain
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