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Basic info
Name: Valkyrie Mark-1
Age: 25
Birthday: October 29
Gender: Female
Race: Android
Height:4’9”
Weight: 220
Face Claim: Sakura Matou Fate/Night Stay
Stats
STR:2
DEF:5 (1)
RES:4
SPT:1
Aura 100|200 HP
Personality
Group: Extremist
Likes:
Battling:
Sound of Bones cracking:
Thunderstorms:
Dislikes:
Rain:
Androids:
Weapons:
Fears:
Bunnies:
Pink:
Emotions:
Overall Personality: Valkyrie Mark-1 is one of the strangest androids you will come across as her production line was canceled due to a lack of funding. The common elements that are expected in human-like androids were completely blank as they only made the prototype who failed inspection. The investigators said her social qualities related to that of a sociopath with an intrigue of dissecting live specimens with emotionless glee. In general she prides herself on her complete lack of empathy. She happily demands and takes anything that isn’t nailed down or laid claim to by others. She doesn’t know the moral code of right and wrong and is continuously stuck incapable of comprehending the errors in her code. Although when face with the topic of love Val freezes up completely immobilized as she doesn’t understand this idea of infatuation in the least bit. She finds a sadistic pleasure in having herself dented and scraped in battles as well as if she could feel the pain that is inflicted into her hollow shell.
Abilities
Aura type: Defense
Aura Color: Sanguine
Semblance: Raising her arm horizontal to herself she calls upon overwhelming aura that begins pulling out metal plating from an opening in her stomach. A highly strong metal alloys is held on conductive wires ranging from 10 feet tall and 6 feet width. This shield blocks which ever direction her left hand is raised toward.
Item 1: Rook, a particular shield that was designed primarily for defense as well as the use of bull rushing targets while taking little damage. This is used to block physical strikes.
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History and Sample
- History:
- Valkyrie Mark-1 constructed a quarter of a century ago by a brilliant engineer who was attempting to make a guardian based off of his own daughter. Her name was Valerie and died along with his wife in childbirth which forced Valkyrie Mark-1’s creator to desperately finish a prototype that would at least remind him of his daughter. Despite his greatest effort in programming the little android, he failed to realize that his own sanity was in question as he spent the bitter parts of the night working upon her social interaction protocol. His love for her caused certain personality traits to bleed through the rest of the programming allowing the rest to be locked in up behind a encoded security. Her fathers name was Jeffrey and left her partially broken when he finally finished up the usual bugs which occurred in a prototype. Activating her one day when he was deathly ill from bronchitis.
The two both attempted desperately to console the other as he lied their dying in his death bed. Valkyrie Mark-1 sat there beside his bed the entire night desperately attempting to make her father love her as much as his daughter. Unfortunately this was one wish that she would never receive even while the light in his eyes began to fade away into the dark room. The house that she was left in was relatively small as his financial state diminished over the years he spent upon the daughter mimic. Everything he did was for her, but he could never find himself to truly love this android girl as his own as upon creation she reminded him of the greatest sorrows he felt in life.
The next twenty years were quite simple as Valkyrie began to shut herself into the tiny cabin out in the savage portions of an abandoned town that was the resting place for lots of Grimm. Her mind still desperately clinging to the thread of hope that her father wasn’t really dead. She continued to carry the corpse about or wheeling him about in a wheelchair till one day a grimm bit viciously in his leg causing it to break with a sharp snap. The snap resembled her own recognition that he wasn’t feeling anything anymore. After taking out her pain upon the neighboring creatures she then decided to wander in search of a purpose and the love that she never received.
- RP Sample:
- Strolling through the boulevard of Vale, Val M-1 continued on her routine patrol of the compound. “It’s so drab: dreary, rubbish, assignment, blah. I wonder why papa doesn’t love me anymore. I use to be the only model he thought about repair: reconstruction, enthusiastically, pleasing, and, improving, routines.” The monotonous voice spewed out her thoughts as if her trail of thought wasn’t at all amiss. Each foot step brought her closer and closer to finishing up her circuit about Syne Academy. As she was nearing the main gates once again she came to a halt and looked out through the gates completely ignoring the fact that she was now a student in this unique academy. Her complexion didn’t change as the sun glinted off her human like appearance.
The demonic crimson eyes that she was fabricated with now pierced across the campus as she watched the other student all walking about each one either ignoring or particularly frightened by her appearance. “Do they fear me: frightened, emotional, avoidance. Rude.” As she made note of the greetings she gathered from the few who would greet her the panels about her skin began to glow with the dark lights that were built into her to appear more menacing with little realistic use.
Last edited by Valkyrie Mark1 on Wed Mar 11, 2015 3:40 pm; edited 1 time in total
