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Basic info
Name: Ayane Shizuka
Age: 17
Birthday: June 4th
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 140lbs
Face Claim: The Dark Witch from a rumored European fantasy game
Stats
STR:5+1
DEF:5
RES:1
SPT:1
Aura 100|200 HP
Personality
Group: Extremist
Likes:
- Thunderstorms
- Training
- Hunting
Dislikes:
- Nevermore
- Cowards
- Arrogant people/attitudes
Fears:
- Flying/being in a flying vehicle
- Being killed by a Grimm without her weapon in her hand
- A long and painful death
Overall Personality: Ayane is a silent cold hearted individual on the outside and a lonely depressed one on the inside. Due to the events of her childhood Ayane has retreated from the world emotionally and has become extremely pessimistic as well as hypocritical. She sees the bad in everything and is completely oblivious to the good that surrounds her, yet she views herself as a protector of all that is good in life and the world.
In her efforts to protect a concept that she believes mostly not to exist anymore, though hopeful that it still does somewhere, she has abandoned all shreds of decency and morality. She keeps herself at an emotional distance from everyone so that at any given time she can strike anyone down should they be proven to be a criminal. In doing so she has sunk down to the level of the very people she wishes to eradicate from the world, criminals. She views laws as rules the world as a whole must follow, but breaks them without batting an eye to take down other offenders of the law.
Abilities
Aura type: Power
Aura Color: Byzantium
Semblance: Buff: Ayane uses the power of her aura to temporarily buff various attributes, namely her strength. When used she is shrouded in a byzantium aura cloud and her eyes become solid white in color. In such a state the only thing she has her mind on is winning whatever fight she is in and or the continued existence of her life. She can use this semblance to Buff all of her stats, but only one at a time.
Item 1: Razor Chain Whip Sickle-The whip is exactly what it sounds like, a whip with a sickle blade attached to it by a segmented chain of mini double ended axe blades that are constantly kept razor sharp. These joints have a spacer joint in between them that is less wide but has two spikes instead of mini axe blades. The joints freely pivot 360 degrees around a central chain and taper down until they reach the end where a small sickle blade resides.
The hilt of the whip is long handle that easily accommodates both hands and where it attaches to the segmented whip is a single axes joint that allows the whip to be snapped back. It has often been pointed out that the jointed segments of the whip resemble a large spine, causing a rumor to spread that it was made from the spine of a Grimm, though such rumors are only believed by the ignorant who are unaware that Grimm bodies dissipate quickly after they are killed. To transport the whip she folds it accordion style and places it into a specially made holster on her back that allows the whip to unfurl as soon as she pulls it free.
Item 2: Anti Dust "Armor": Specially treated clothing (in picture) made specifically to interfere with dust and thus weaken blows received from those sources. It can not negate dust attacks just weaken them a bit.
History and Sample
- History:
- Ayane was born into the world into an abusive family environment. She was only kept so that her parents could use her as a tax right off. What little attention she was given as a child was only given in an effort to keep her barely alive, until at the age of eight her mother died. Her father, blaming Ayane for her mothers death, took a red hot dagger to to the right side of her face and down to the center of her chest.
This left a huge and horrid burn from just above her right eye down over her right cheek and neck and onto the center on her rib cage. The scream she let out as she received this injury had cause serval neighbors to investigate and call the cops. In short order she was on her way to the hospital and her father was on his way to jail, and eventual death sentence. The wound she received not only forced her to receive a cybernetic replacement right eye, but was made worse by an infection that caused the scarring to be even worse than originally expected.
Following that incident she was placed into child services and given long term phycological consultations which only ended when she turned sixteen, eight years after the incident took place. By the time she was 10 she was stable enough to be adopted by a kind hearted couple who sought to help trouble youth. It was also at this time that she began focusing on becoming a huntress wanting to make sure nothing like this would happen to herself or anyone else whether from mankind or Grimm.
As the years went on she slowly improved behaviorally, but she seldom spoke at all. When ever anyone got abusive and or mean to anyone around her she would step in and make sure they stopped, or at least focused there abuse on her rather than others. At first she could do little to stand against those older and more powerful than her, but her determination had her training until few her size could match her strength under normal circumstances, and then she discovered her semblance. Using her full strength to defend a group of kids from a pack of bullies got her excepted into a battle school, much like Signal Academy. From there she made it into Syne where she currently resides.
- RP Sample:
- Ayane was silently sitting in the window of her dorm room carefully sharpening every blade on her whip while a thunderstorm raged outside. The sound of the rain, wind, and thunder coupled with the periodic flashes of lightning had the odd effect of calming her where many others were scared out of their minds. In fact it even put a rare genuine smile on her face as she remembered the reason why she was sharpening her weapon.
Earlier that day she had been able to fight a Grimm in a class room practical. The sounds of her whip slicing and ripping at the creatures flesh as she fought all out with the strength of her semblance behind every attack she made were still throbbing in her ears pleasantly. Though even more pleasing were the sounds her spectators gave as she ripped huge chunks of flesh from the Grimm much easier than seemed possible. With a sigh she finished sharpening the last blade and carefully folded the whip up placing it into her holster. Once it was put up she simply stared out the window in silence watching the strength of nature take its toll.
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