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Basic info
Name: Ivory Darkshade
Age: 19
Birthday: July 7
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Height:5'7"
Weight:135lbs
Face Claim: Human Female Gaster...don't ask. (Undertale)
Stats
STR:3
DEF:4
RES:3
SPT:2
Aura 150|150 HP
Personality
Major:Combat
Likes:
- Silence
- The color black
- The color white
- Bad jokes
Dislikes:
- Being interrupted
- Being left alone
- People who ask too many questions
Fears:
- Fire
- Volcanoes
- Death
Overall Personality: Ivory is a weirdo with so many issues that you could probably print out a year’s worth of magazines if you were willing to go through all that trouble. She doesn’t have much experience dealing with people since she’s surrounded herself with books at a young age. She’s not that trusting of others, making her slightly paranoid against strangers…did I say slightly? I meant extremely. If she doesn’t know you and you come at her from nowhere chances are you’re going to get slapped by her many hands. Her dedication to academics is astounding, making her an incredible confident scholar who treats would probable treat others nicely even if there's a massive gap between their intelligences. She isn’t afraid to stand up to others though, especially over things that she believes in. Oh, and if she ever shows you what she's wearing under her dark cloak, that means she trusts you very much and would probably stalk you in your sleep.
Abilities
Aura type: Defense
Aura Color: Black
Semblance: Utility: Creation of Giant Hands - She is able to create up to two giants hands from aura. The hands can float and interact with the environment and an even hold things. They are slow moving and functions like a defense semblance when used to block.
Item 1: Chained Edge - Chained Edge is a large claymore with a chain securely attached to the hilt. The chain is wrapped multiple times around her waist.
Item 2: Dark Cloak (Physical) - Dark Cloak, her cloak is her armor. It's durable and not easilly scratched.
History and Sample
- History:
- Ivory didn’t exactly have the best start of her life, she also didn’t exactly have the happiest nor the most innocent one. Ivory Darkshade, was not the name her parents gave to her. She was known by a different name, ‘Waste Of Space’. Ivory was an orphan that got displaced by unfortunate circumstances that forced her to be on the road for some time. Nevertheless, she never grew weary of her journey for she had her eyes set on finding her family. Her journey led her to a scrapyard run by what seemed to be an honest and hardworking couple. She asked to spend the night there, hoping for shelter against the cold night, this was the one of the worst mistakes of her life.
A year goes by and a 9 year old ‘Waste Of Space’, held captive in the scrapyard, played along with the couple in fear for her life. She pretended to be the daughter of a happy family in front of the customers. The couple locked the gates and hid the key, electrified the fence and did weekly repairs, making escape impossible for her. She could still roam around the scrapyard, looking for trinkets to ease her inner turmoil. One fateful evening, she stumbled upon a very rusted and chipped sword that glimmered in the moonlight. To anyone else, this sword was in a state of disrepair. To her, it was godsend. Using the knowledge she gathered from watching the couple and various places that she could hide from them she created a plan, a plan to forever leave behind that piece of junk filled with other pieces of junk. She took her sword and her hiding places and used the two to threaten her way to freedom.
At 12 years old, Ivory officially existed in records. This was done through extremely honest and direct means, aka ambushing people and mugging them using her sword, breaking into vehicles and disabling the breaks before pushing them and splitting the profits with the mechanics, and bribing people with video recordings of illicit activities, it was a very good way to earn money. Until of course, she got the drop on a Huntress and brought the almost full force of a team on her head. However, before things could get out of hand the Huntress woke up and forced everyone to stop. She was impressed that she had managed to surprise her and thanked her for taking care of her.
The Huntress became a frequent visitor of Ivory and every time she visited Ivory stopped her criminal activity for days. She was practically taken in by the Huntress and soon was adopted by her, taking her into the Darkshade family. She trained Ivory in fighting and helped bring her blade skills to its current state.
- RP Sample:
- Ivory was not having a good day at all. Sometimes she just wished a week would go by without her mother springing up a sudden challenge. There was such a thing as being too enthusiastic after all. “Yes yes! I’ll be right there!” She said before sighing. Well, there went her quiet evening. She picked up her claymore, wrapped the chains around, and started placing them into slots in her cloak.
She raced down the stairs and met her mother outside. She was already waiting out in the rain with her umbrella twirling idly. “I’m here mom.” She announced as she slid into the umbrella with her. They quietly walked into the forest, rain pouring heavily and thunder booming from above. She was led to a clearing where there was a Beowulf held down with chains. She casually moved forward as her mother took out her rifle and freed the Grimm by shooting at its chains.
The Beowulf stood up snarling before it rushed at her. A hand shot out from her side and flew straight into the beast’s leg, crippling it. A hand formed and she handed it her claymore before it approached the beast’s throat before cutting into the neck, killing it. Then the sound of more rifle shots came and the growling of more Grimm…
There went her evening at all.
Last edited by ShyGuy on Tue Jun 28, 2016 2:32 pm; edited 10 times in total (Reason for editing : Remaking and done.)
