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Horror in Paradise character sheets

Name: Niiu (knee-you)

Age: 19

Race: Human (bearing a witch's curse)

Appearance: (5'8")

Gender: Female

Personality: Niiu is shy and reclusive due to her curse. She disdains her image, the red pattern across her skin and the scar through her eye, she hates it all. The poor lass tries not to associate herself with too many people, for she fears judgement and scorn. She takes time to trust people, and only will if they've proven themselves. Although she is distant and almost completely anti-social, she can defend herself when put into a dangerous situation. She tries to keep her mind pure, but gruesome thoughts and ideas appear in her mind accompanied by imagery; an unfortunate part of her curse. When she can't take anymore, she goes into an emotionally comatose state, feeling very little if at any emotion.

Biography: For as long as she could remember, she has lived in Paradise. As a youngling, she was naive and careless, luckily her parents were rather protective, so she never really got any more hurt than the childhood scrapes and bruises. Although she was young, her father encouraged her to go into the business of blacksmiths, and it took her years before she realized the meaning of this. Her father wanted her to be able to create weapons to use when she was older....As she entered her teenage years, the stories reached her ears, and they shocked her. In their little town? There was no way in her mind that she could believe such things. There just wasn't enough evidence to support those people's claims. So, being rebellious, she would take walks through the forest, mostly at its edge.

Her parents never caught wind of it, so she was free to continue her 'dangerous' exploration. Every day, she'd go a little further, stay a little longer. Her luck soon took a sharp turn for the worst and ran out. She could hear women's voices, and assumed it was just an ill-minded joke. The calming silence of the forest being broken by chanting and various fallen or dry plants being crushed underfoot. By now she'd become a bit edgy, but she was determined not to run from something she figured was a prank. So she stood her ground, although really she was simply too afraid to move. Women clad in dark clothing surrounded her, chanting and occasionally tossing a powder at her. The air Niiu breathed soon became too hot and stuffy, making her cough and gasp for breath, even though she was inhaling, all she could feel was heat. So much heat. It began to spread all throughout her left side, Just as she heard multiple gun shots and slicing noises, her vision failed and she collapsed unconscious on the forest floor.

She awoke in her home, later that day, only just recalling that it was her 16th birthday. She felt like stone, and could hardly move. However, she was on her side, mostly undressed, and gasped at what she saw as she looked down at herself. Red marred her skin, a pattern swirling down her entire left side, They looked like scabs and burned where the blanket and her clothing touched them. Her parents did their best to help hide it, but whatever they did only inflamed it or made it bleed, so eventually she just stopped going outside, too scared to face the world again. In her homely domain, she wore the bare minimum, so that the pain was reduced greatly, although she was looked down upon as some sort of harlot, disgusting for dressing in a way that exposed much of her skin, and for the marks that turned into scars by the next year.

Through that time, she noticed what it had truly done to her. It was an influence that made her want to do cruel things. It created voices in her head that told her to kill or to harm. It told her to steal and ruined her conscious. Several months after she had turned 18, her parents never returned from their short trip to the local shops for groceries, and Niiu, after starving for several days, had to once more face the world. She wore men's jeans, trimmed into shorts, mid calve boots, and a tank top, which was usually cut halfway to prevent more cloth than necessary to burn her skin. As she fended for herself, the town's condition only worsened, and she spent the next year of her life creating weapons that best suited her needs for revenge against whatever had killed her parents.

Equipment: Gun-knife x2 (one at each hip)
Sword x1 (4.5 feet long blade, strapped to her back in its leather covered scabbard)

Abilities/Disadvantages: She can wield a blade fairly, and hold her own against most, but her curse can weaken her physically, but mostly mentally, and it alters her judgment enough so at times that she cannot always tell who is the enemy and who is an aquaintance. Plus whenever her ammunition is used, she has to personally make more, to fit her custom gun-knife.

Horror in Paradise

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Horror in Paradise

Niiu

Name: Niiu (knee-you)

Age: 19

Race: Human (bearing a witch's curse)

Appearance: (5'8")

Gender: Female

Personality: Niiu is shy and reclusive due to her curse. She disdains her image, the red pattern across her skin and the scar through her eye, she hates it all. The poor lass tries not to associate herself with too many people, for she fears judgement and scorn. She takes time to trust people, and only will if they've proven themselves. Although she is distant and almost completely anti-social, she can defend herself when put into a dangerous situation. She tries to keep her mind pure, but gruesome thoughts and ideas appear in her mind accompanied by imagery; an unfortunate part of her curse. When she can't take anymore, she goes into an emotionally comatose state, feeling very little if at any emotion.

Biography: For as long as she could remember, she has lived in Paradise. As a youngling, she was naive and careless, luckily her parents were rather protective, so she never really got any more hurt than the childhood scrapes and bruises. Although she was young, her father encouraged her to go into the business of blacksmiths, and it took her years before she realized the meaning of this. Her father wanted her to be able to create weapons to use when she was older....As she entered her teenage years, the stories reached her ears, and they shocked her. In their little town? There was no way in her mind that she could believe such things. There just wasn't enough evidence to support those people's claims. So, being rebellious, she would take walks through the forest, mostly at its edge.

Her parents never caught wind of it, so she was free to continue her 'dangerous' exploration. Every day, she'd go a little further, stay a little longer. Her luck soon took a sharp turn for the worst and ran out. She could hear women's voices, and assumed it was just an ill-minded joke. The calming silence of the forest being broken by chanting and various fallen or dry plants being crushed underfoot. By now she'd become a bit edgy, but she was determined not to run from something she figured was a prank. So she stood her ground, although really she was simply too afraid to move. Women clad in dark clothing surrounded her, chanting and occasionally tossing a powder at her. The air Niiu breathed soon became too hot and stuffy, making her cough and gasp for breath, even though she was inhaling, all she could feel was heat. So much heat. It began to spread all throughout her left side, Just as she heard multiple gun shots and slicing noises, her vision failed and she collapsed unconscious on the forest floor.

She awoke in her home, later that day, only just recalling that it was her 16th birthday. She felt like stone, and could hardly move. However, she was on her side, mostly undressed, and gasped at what she saw as she looked down at herself. Red marred her skin, a pattern swirling down her entire left side, They looked like scabs and burned where the blanket and her clothing touched them. Her parents did their best to help hide it, but whatever they did only inflamed it or made it bleed, so eventually she just stopped going outside, too scared to face the world again. In her homely domain, she wore the bare minimum, so that the pain was reduced greatly, although she was looked down upon as some sort of harlot, disgusting for dressing in a way that exposed much of her skin, and for the marks that turned into scars by the next year.

Through that time, she noticed what it had truly done to her. It was an influence that made her want to do cruel things. It created voices in her head that told her to kill or to harm. It told her to steal and ruined her conscious. Several months after she had turned 18, her parents never returned from their short trip to the local shops for groceries, and Niiu, after starving for several days, had to once more face the world. She wore men's jeans, trimmed into shorts, mid calve boots, and a tank top, which was usually cut halfway to prevent more cloth than necessary to burn her skin. As she fended for herself, the town's condition only worsened, and she spent the next year of her life creating weapons that best suited her needs for revenge against whatever had killed her parents.

Equipment: Gun-knife x2 (one at each hip)
Sword x1 (4.5 feet long blade, strapped to her back in its leather covered scabbard)

Abilities/Disadvantages: She can wield a blade fairly, and hold her own against most, but her curse can weaken her physically, but mostly mentally, and it alters her judgment enough so at times that she cannot always tell who is the enemy and who is an aquaintance. Plus whenever her ammunition is used, she has to personally make more, to fit her custom gun-knife.

I didn't see anywhere that it was closed to submissions, so here's my CS thingy...

The hive: Phase 1

-stumbled around, waiting for the GM to reappear and post-

Infestation

Burthstone, I forgot to say welcome back from your trip :P How was it?

The hive: Phase 1

Name: Alexa Missure "Catlex"

Subject Number: 17

SCR: 1

Age: 18

Ethnicity: European, English

Height: 5'7"

Weight: 115 lbs

Hair Color: naturally a light brown, currently dyed bright pink and cut in many layers to her shoulders.

Eye Color: dark blueish green

Clothing: She usually wears a band shirt (Green day, the Beatles, Nirvana, Disturbed, etc.) and skinny jeans of all colours. And, of course, an oversized pikachu hoodie that she made herself.

Notable Characteristics: She has a septum piercing and a tattoo of a catopus (cat octopus) on her left forearm. It's blue and she loves it.

Applicant History: Throughout her life, she has been interested in felines, and odd coloured hair. By age 14, she'd dyed it purple, by 16, it was cherry red, and that's the same age she'd gone and volunteered to help at a big cat animal shelter, where she fed lion cubs, adult lion, tigers, and assorted birds. She always wanted to be a cat person, or just shapeshift into a cat. Though, if she had real cat ears instead of human ones, and a cat tail....she'd be the happiest she'd ever been! Of course, when she turned 18, she was kicked out of the house, now with bright, pink hair, and that led to a problem....she couldn't get a regular job. Especially with the tattoo she'd just invested in...And so The Hive saved her.

Mutation(s): N/A...yet!

Phenomena: N/A

Infestation

Wow, thanks. ^.^ I personally thought it was one of my lesser character sheets, though... But I'm certainly glad you liked it. :3 And I shall be looking forward to your return!

Infestation

Name: Vlair Stomp
Nickname: Nirvana
Gender: Female
Age: 22 human years
Subspecies: Dragon
Physical Description: She has scales that run from her forearms down to her hands, where her fingers are at sharp points and have claws. She is 3'2", and has wings and a tail like this. She usually doesn't wear armour, as her green/purple (Her scales alter colour based on the lighting in which they're placed in. In artificial light, they appear silver, in light, they're purple, and in shadow they're green) scales have been conditioned and are hard enough to block most up close physical attacks. However, she will wear light armour any other time when she's not sparring, just in case. Her eyes are red and her hair is silver and cut a bit higher than her shoulders. She takes pride in her appearance, so it's not surprising that she keeps herself in shape, her muscles fairly defined. Her scales don't cover her entire body, but mainly the lower half of all her limbs and the back of her neck. And because her toes have claws that are hard to cut, she tends to go barefoot because it's more comfortable.
Goddess/God: Avos and Helvin
Background: From the very start, she was manipulative. However, Vlair wasn't at fault, it was in her genes...Only, she took it too far sometimes. She used her ability to con others out of valuable objects, her persuasive nature keeping her out of trouble, in a sense. She never seemed to get caught, but that was just the illusion. She did get caught, she just easily weasled her way out of it.
By the time she was considered old enough to watch over herself, she started to call herself Nirvana. Why? She wouldn't tell. According to others, she was pretty, only, she didn't care for ever finding a mate. Romanticism was a waste of her time, but occasionally, she'd find herself reading a romance novel...
Personality: Vlair seems nice, when you first meet her, but if you hang around her long enough, you realise that her kindness is only a facade. She's good at feigning emotions, and if she tries, you won't notice that it's not real. She seems to hardly even feel any real emotion, and is cold when on her own. Sometimes, though, she can be genuinely nice and caring. She's very intelligent, and has social anxiety, which could be partially the reason she always fakes her emotions, either that, or it simply helps her manipulate others; the one thing she really enjoys.
Role: Divitian Researcher

Fairy tail – How Will You Live Your 'Fairy Tail'? Reboot

-sigh- The rp died before it even started...

Fairy tail – How Will You Live Your 'Fairy Tail'? Reboot

-Poked the OOC with a stick.-