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Nicknames: Executioner of Orisis, Slaughterer of Souls Age: ? Gender: Male Blood Manipulation: Shezmu can create nearly anything with his blood manipulation. He can form swords and, if he has any use for one, firearms. Shezmu can control the momentum and gravity of any blood drop outside of a target's body and create "artificial blood" out of thin air. The more Shezmu bleeds, the stronger all of his attacks become. Red Baron: Shezmu is naturally immune to blood manipulation and damage dealt by blood (ie. acidic blood). Fierce of Face: Shezmu’s blade attacks causes his targets to bleed more than usual. In return, his blade attacks will also cause targets who naturally bleed often (due to diseases and etc.) to bleed far less than usual. Nefertem: All attacks involving physical blood manipulation leave behind the scent of Shezmu’s fallen opponent’s blood. May cause the opponent to become a little dizzy due to the heavy scent. Sekhmet: Shezmu cannot be killed by normal means, regardless of whether he is defeated or not. If Shezmu is defeated, the next time he faces an opponent, he will deal slightly more damage than before. His existence denies sealing magic. Hazy Thoughts: Shezmu’s memories are heavily distorted and clearly modified. In the memories, everyone has an identical face that belongs to a skinless corpse. Influence of Gods: Shezmu has extreme resistance against magic spells in general and can split steel without his sword. Whisper of Insanity: Shezmu whispers to the insane. This ability can drive mentally instable people into a deeper state of madness. Mostly used against those who committed great crimes. Red Hook: Shezmu throws down four anchors composed of blood onto the ground, summoning a large coffin that stands at the center of the anchors. As long as the coffin is left open and untouched, it will spawn a random (small) abomination per ten seconds. Shezmu may manually unsummon the coffin. The small abominations look like spherical masses of tentacles that stick to any target it attaches to. They are somewhat heavy and can never actually hurt a target, but large amounts of these can drag down a target to the ground. Nyarlathotep Concoction: Shezmu swings an arm forward, blood forming around it as it quickly turns into a gigantic tentacle. Can push enemies with great force, but decays over time once the tentacle makes contact with a target other than himself. Magnus Interception: Shezmu stomps on the ground, causing three increasingly large pillars of blood to shoot out of the ground in front of him. The pillars move in a straight line and appear one by one. The pillars consume objects and holds onto them as long as they are active. Upon Shezmu’s command, the pillars may vanish. Works only on the ground. Face The Fears: Shezmu gathers red crackling energy over one of his hands. After five seconds of charging, the warrior shoots out a thin red line out of one of his fingers as he points at a target. If a target is hit by the ability, they will experience an illusion featuring a heavily distorted version of one of Shezmu’s opponents’ deaths. This illusion lasts for approximately ten seconds and extends based on how well the target handles the illusion. Unwavering Tide: Shezmu falls into a puddle of blood that forms underneath him. Right when he enters the puddle, the puddle will turn into a moving tide of red that moves towards a single direction. The tide increases in size as it moves. If the tide becomes large enough, the moving tide of blood will leave behind moderately-sized nyarlathoteps. Shezmu cannot be attacked during this form, and can stop the tide at his own will. Lasts up to thirty seconds during a single tide. Bloodbed: Shezmu swings his sword vertically three times, each attack carrying him into the air. The last sword attack spins the opponent in the air uncontrollably. Bleed Delta: Shezmu grabs an incoming physical attack. If he catches the attack, blood will swarm and coat the target before erupting into a small explosion of red, infecting a target. While infected, the target will move half as quickly as they currently could. The infection lasts for five seconds. Shezmu himself does not use this ability that much, as it is hard to pull off unless he can tell where the target is going to hit him. Faiyum Install: Shezmu must have received some form of damage and cast twenty of his abilities to use this spell. Shezmu instantly coats himself in a layer of blood before expelling the blood away from his body, covered in a fully crimson version of his armor. Faiyum Install lasts for twenty seconds and can be cast by meeting the requirements of the ability. Faiyum Install grants enhanced speed and allows Shezmu to cast multiple abilities simultaneously. ? ? Though driven by power, Shezmu never underestimates any kind of target. His ability to speak to the insane never drives him mad, as his own mind is able to handle the explanation behind such insanities. He shows little interest in the actual conception of "killing," despite how much he has killed. Shezmu mostly seeks to kill those who are strong enough to face him on equal ground. His generally quiet nature draws the attentions of many animals towards him. Most of such animals do not seem to fear him that much. The underworld was no kind place to the woman who bore him. A month after his birth, his mother was torn away from him and brutally raped before the eyes of many demons. His father, on the other hand, went through the experience of being crucified and even castrated, his marred body burnt in a fire as he died slowly. The baby's relatives also shared the same fates and died. And when they all died, Shezmu lived in isolation under the protection of a god who managed to snatch him away from the underworld for an unknown reason. Regardless of the god's reason, Shezmu lived with the strange experience of living the lives of his family in his dreams. From birth to their brutal deaths, he experienced every single bit of their lives and gained a twisted insight upon all living beings. For Shezmu was a lord of blood, and Orisis, the god who picked him up, hated demons and the most sinful of people. To protect his own creations, Orisis molded Shezmu into a powerful warrior designed to destroy all of the underworld in an ultimate one-man march of war. And he nearly succeeded. The executioners who raped and brutalized his kin were sent to thousand-year prisons that slowly ate their flesh away. And as their own blood recalled the memories of the deaths of Shezmu's kin, their minds were distorted beyond comprehension, much to Shezmu's pleasure. But Shezmu was not just satisfied with destroying the people who took away the great gift he never experienced. He killed and tortured demons and, much to their horror, slit the throats of thousands of children and diced the unborn into two symmetrical pieces. Orisis realized too late when he realized that Shezmu began to think of his own people the same way he did to the demons. Terrified at his own creation, he abandoned Shezmu and allowed him to live within the underworld. But the longer he lived in the underworld, the stranger his motivations turned. A strange wisdom and serenity settled within Shezmu's heart the more he slayed the demons. And as he drank the blood of the children who pleaded to spare their lives, he longed more wisdom. With the deaths of many lives, he came to a realization: he had become bored of killing the powerless. And so, he suddenly changed his attention to challenging the warriors that existed in the underworld, and he eventually left when there were too little warriors left. On the harsh way in leaving the underworld, he came across a deity who would further change his goals. For now, he seeks something new.

~"Oh my. Aren't you the adorable one."~

Name: Rebecca Selie Valentine Nickname: Mistress (that's what her little darlings call her), Becky (Seriously, don't call her this) Age: Unknown (She was eighteen at least when she was turned, sometime during the Renaissance) Gender: Female (obviously) Powers: One of Rebecca's innate abilities is to conjure forth images that are pleasing to the eye, often provoking feelings of wonder, joy, love, and a sense of warmth and comfort With just a simple look into her eyes or a batting of her eyelashes, a soft smirk included, Rebecca can gain control of someone and lure them to her subconciously. Of course, it's only effective if the intended target is of weak will, but she is rather persistent in her...endeavors. One of her more sinister devices, Rebecca's well known to be a master-manipulator, able to sway the thoughts and actions of those around her to fit her own needs and desires, whether through physical or mental prodding. Even, she has the ability to invade the dreams of her intended victims while they sleep and tamper with them, further corrupting their minds until they are under her control As with most Nosferatu, Rebecca has the ability to change shape into almost anything. Her most common alternate-form is of a black cat, but she can also form into a bat (naturally) or a cloud of dark mist. There is also the matter of her true vampiric form Skills: Rebecca's particular skills have mostly come from her staving off her boredom for the last few hundred years, taking up menial hobbies and whatnot to entertain her. She is an avid poet and novelist, fluent with her words and has had a few of her books published in secret under a pen name Vaelerie DuMare, mostly horror and gothic romance novels. One of her books was even adapted into a manga recently (a yuri manga). She is also rather proficient in horseback riding and surprisingly, fencing, a sport she enjoys quite a bit for the rush she feels from it, plus she is quite the swordswoman. Not exactly a musical virtuoso, there have been times she's fiddled around with a violin or a piano, and is rather talented with both instruments. Hobbies: ~"Let's see. I believe I've already said I enjoy fencing and horseback riding and quite a few other things. Ah, but there is reading classical literature from all across the world, mostly Shakespeare, but I do adore the Greek Tragedies of Sophocles and Euripides, and of course the lovely poetry of Sappho. That reminds me, could chasing after adorable girls be considered a hobby?"~ No Rebecca...it cannot. *facepalm* "Can someone just stake her through the heart already?!" D:< You shut up! <.< Personality: Charming and elegant, a very courtesan attitude, she could woo you with just a few simple words or with just a look of her eyes. She cares for others and does what's necessary to help those in need, but when angered, her personality shifts and she becomes cold, relentless, and violent. Unlike some, Rebecca only pines for the simpler things of life. From day to day, she preoccupies herself with hobbies such as reading classic literature, listening to music, playing violin and piano, painting, etc., etc. It's become apparent to some that she enjoys the company of women more than men, possibly even a physical attraction to them. Though she is also sociable with men, she has a particular disdain for some, especially if they take advantage of a woman in any way or are cruel to them. Background: Optional: "Jeez Carmilla Karnstein, you're gayer than I am." <.< ~"Jealous sweetie? Ah and what lovely taste you have in reading, my dear."~ "Ugh! Shut the fuck up you! At least I ain't gotta force some chick to love me like you, frickin' yandere!" <.< ~"Mmm yes, but then again, you barely have the strength to admit your feelings to a cute girl, let alone speak to one without becoming a bumbling mess."~ "THAT'S IT YA BITCH! I'M ABOUT TO GO FULL BLOWN HELLSING ON YOUR ASS!!" ~"Oooh would that be Van Helsing? You impress me a lot, you sweet, sassy thing you."~ "Ugh....Fucking fucksticks!!" Ladies, save it for the IC. Plenty of catfights to go around there <.< Theme songs: (To be determined...later) Clubs: -Literature & Poetry Club -Art Club -Fencing Club -Riding Club -Orean Cause Swim Team (just an excuse really <.<) -Music Club Dreams: ~"I do believe by enrolling at Orean Cause, I have already achieved my lifelong dream, to be surrounded by so many adorable little darlings who will love and cherish me as much as I adore them too."~ "In other words, you wanna make the school into your damn harem." -_- ~"Care to join me, my dear? I'll be extra gentle with you."~ "Like fuck I would!! You're like the town bicycle!! Gawd only knows who's sat on that seat!!" D:<