"Get out of my way. I have things to do."
"Livia Atga. Now go away."
Name:
Livia Atga
"Old enough to kick your ass."
Age:
17
"What, do you not see these boobs?"
Gender:
Female
"Hah! My personality? The hell does that even matter? Go away."
Personality:
Livia...is to put bluntly, a hot-headed spoiled brat who doesn't seem to know how to take no for an answer. Combine that with a cold arrogance that could freeze even a ice demon and you get a personality that's not entirely too pleasant. She likes stirring up trouble, and has a pretty high opinion of herself. More than anything, she loves fighting and proving that to others. Not to mention, fighting is one of the few things she seems to enjoy. Especially if its someone stronger than her, so she can prove her own strength and see if she, herself, is improving.
She is easily irritated, an quite easy to goad into attacking. That said, she's not an idiot who doesn't use her head in a fight, or smarts if she has to even if she just prefers a straight up confrontation. Though her...tactical skills are lacking a bit, she does use them if she absolutely must.
That said, she is rather friendly, at least on the surface to the other guild members. At least, as friendly as she can be. Which, while not exactly terribly friendly, its not to the point where she says they can all go die. Just leave her alone, and she'll leave you alone really. And if you want her help with something, expect for her to ask for something in return. She ain't a charity case. She likely will also help, if you can convince her she could fight some strong people, along the way.
However...under that, she doesn't have much love for her guild mates or her guild in general. Of course, not that she actually really lets them in on that. As far as she really cares, they could all burn. She only seems them as a tool, currently. A stepping stone on her goal of finding out who destroyed her home, and ending them. If they happen to get in their way...then they will be swept aside.
"Are you blind? Since you seem to lack common sense, my favorite color is also purple."
Appearance:
Livia stands roughly at five feet four inches. She's a bit on the short side, but don't let her catch you saying that. She has Violet colored hair. Her eyes appear to be red in color, and seem to always have some sort of dark bags under them, giving her a constantly tired and somewhat ghoulish appearance. The constant frown or smirk she wears doesn't help. She normally wears a very dark purple sleeveless dress, with a coattail that usually drags very close to the floor. A scarf of the same color rests on her shoulders, More often than not, the scarf is covering the lower half of her face. As for her legs she wears long stockings and simple, easy to move in and comfortable shoes. (doesn't wear the gloves in the picture.)
Body wise, she is slender, but its easy to see that she keeps herself in shape. It would probably be a bad idea to underestimate her physical strength as well, since she has quite the toned body and can be seen working out early in the morning before most of the others get up. Most would probably find her to be quite attractive, if not for her horrendous personality. She weighs around 135 pounds. While she's not the strongest, She is also far from a delicate flower, and could likely take a bit of a beating.
"W-why do you even want to know?!"
Cup size?...well, she's not really concerned with appearances all that much, but she's a modest B-cup.
Emblem location:
Right shoulder. Like the rest of her dress, it is purple in color.
"Hah. Good enough to kick your ass too."
Magic level:
Medium. If going by conventional Fairy Tail classification, it'd be a high B rank probably.
Type:
Caster
"Fight me and find out. Or are ya scared?"
Specialization:
Darkness Magic
"I'll punch ya hard enough to send ya flying."
Style:
Close to mid-range combat. A pure offensively oriented character, with very little in the ways of defense.
"Make one comment...and I will throw you into a pit of lions."
Physical mutation:
Darkness magic is well known for its malefic nature and the effects it has on a person. Making them physically Ill and even altering their personality, making them cold and uncaring. Livia is no exception. Her eyes, which were once a bright blue in color have altered. Not to mention the dark circles under her eyes, which give her a bit of a ghoulish and constantly tired appearance. One can only assume the more she uses her magic, the colder she herself will become as well.
Spells:
~Current Spells~
Darkness Magic
As she uses Darkness magic, it is quite versatile at close and even medium range, though she herself has personally decided to focus more on up close attacks. Her darkness magic has a rather unique aspect to it - While most usually have some form of ghostly apparitions in theirs, hers constantly crackles with energy, giving it an appearance to some odd form of lightning. It is a light purplish color.
As someone who has studied magic almost since before she could even talk or walk, she is quite knowledgeable about many different forms, and takes inspiration form many different forms of magic though she can only use one.
Ranged:
Dark Bolt: A bolt of pure dark magic is shot towards the target, leaving nothing but a smoldering hole wherever it hit. It looks very similar to a bright purple lightning bolt. Her simplest, and probably weakest attack. Against a more experienced mage it'd probably do nothing but tickle him. Medium to close range. Deadlier the closer range it is to the target.
Dark Orb: She concentrates darkness magic into her hands, creating a sphere of magic. These orbs of magic can be shot at an enemy and detonated, or used to create a minefield where they could explode at a moments notice. Used mostly for setting up a trap beforehand (though she prefers more direct fights) Or launching them at an enemy. Again, the closer they are, the more damage it would do.
Melee to close Range:
Dark Crush: Used in conjunction with a punch or other melee attack, she punches forward with a wave of dark magic. A rather basic attack, but it can be used both offensively and defensively, repelling an attack itself. The more magic she puts into the wave, the more the force of her punch, and the magic. Mainly used to crush someone under an immense force.
Dark Strike: Essentially, a form of Dark Bolt designed to pierce through objects. Focusing magic in the palm of her hand, or other body part such as a kick, she strikes the enemy. If hit, the force should be strong enough to do a fairly moderate amount of damage. A piercing attack, that she uses to penetrate armor or other defenses. Could send someone flying quite a bit, if they are unprepared. The attack isn't all that flashy, and the only indication she is attacking someone would be a brief flash of crackling magic energy.
Dark Claw: She unleashes a flurry of close-range strikes on the enemy. While not individually powerful, taking constant hits from the claws could really add up. Her favorite, and probably most used attack currently. Good for cutting down weaklings quickly and quietly, and keeping an enemy occupied for a bit. Usually follows it up with a Dark Strike, if she is close enough.
Defensive:
While she doesn't really like going on the defensive herself, she does have just one defensive ability. Simple, but effective in a lot of situations unless the enemy is just quite overwhelmingly powerful.
Dark Barrier:
Simple, though not incredibly powerful. She makes a barrier of magic between her and whatever she is defending against.
Misc:
Dabbles with Teleportation magic, but doesn't really have any combat uses currently.
Decently skilled in close combat, and quite good at closing the distance between her and another mage to make use of her skills.
Equipment:
Other than the clothes on her back...none. However, she is searching for something...a staff, that apparently was owned by her father.
Title:
N/A. Titles are for the weak, and those who do not know who they are.
History:
Dark guilds.
A plague on the world, some would say. They go about and do whatever they want. Dabble in evil things. Things that could bring ruin to the world, if they screw it up. To most of the world and their guilds, they are nothing more than a nuisance that the other people of the world found detestable.
....why?
Was the first question a young Livia asked upon being told that she must never venture outside of her peoples home, otherwise she would likely be taken prisoner by the magic council for being part of a group of people known to openly practice...unsavory and forbidden forms of magic. She couldn't understand why. After all, she grew up learning magic, specifically dark magic and everything that that would entail. To her, this was normal. As it was to everyone in her village. It was standard practice, for them.
She grew up, and had a relatively normal life, aside from being taught darkness magic at a young age and actually witnessing some...less than savory things take place because of her village and the guild that was housed there. She was mostly unfazed, though she did have her doubts about some of the practices. Still, she never wavered in her dedication to learning magic.
It was around the time she turned seventeen, things...took a turn for the worse. Apparently, the guild had decided to kidnap some important guys kid for some ritual or something. Whatever it was, it brought the end to the village. It was the final straw, for some people. After all, they were well known for taking unsavory contracts such as assassinations and other things. They had been kept safe due to the secluded nature of the village, but eventually they were discovered.
And in an effort to get rid of the problem permanently, the entire village was killed. They put up a fight, to be sure, but it was in vain. They were good, but the people had numbers, and quickly overwhelmed them. Livia only lived, because she was out of the small town - training in the mountain with a friend.
After they returned, they were devastated. And both of them made a resolution. Find the people who did this, and end them. However, they were just two people...two kids, and they were nowhere near ready to fight someone that was able to wipe out their town. So, they came to a decision.
They would split up, join two separate guilds and search for information while growing stronger themselves.
Eventually, a few months later, she found herself as a member of the Golden Dragoon guild.
She doesn't talk about her past with anyone. If asked, she will only comment she is from a small town to the north, which is partly true.
~Other~
just a little thing I did. For you know, when things get kind of dangerous and actiony~
Will be dust the symbol of the final battle bring the end to all of violence. Misery of fable turning to destruction, Suffering with broken silence.
Drowning in sorrow, no one to follow, no time to run, the defy of nation. This is has began, Cast to damnation, guilty of Nostre, the synchronization.
Bwahahaa, she's done!~
I think...this is the biggest CS i have created in awhile. Now excuse me while I go to sleep because its 1AM here xP
Any problems, please say so. I will gladly adjust anything as needed...tomorrow. After sleep xP
