Post by shelke on Aug 14, 2008 14:46:10 GMT -5
Name: Lumaria (Venespatros)
Alias: Lumi
Age: 400
Gender: Female
Faction: Hollow
Rank: Adjuchas
Description:
(Chain/Collar around Neck is not there. And forgive shoddy editing, did the white face to symbolize that being the infamous Hollow Mask)
Lumaria has the Sleek, Beautiful body of a wolf. The Fur is replaced by the Hollow-esque armor a Nice black colour, with Red tinting from the Blood of her victims, covering her entire body in the same style as fur would. Her Claws are especially sharp, the nails being a mix of purple and black. Her eyes are a very smoky white, almost silver, though because of the constant time awake, rings of red surround the pupils, making it hard to tell. The total weight of this magnificent creature is 135 lbs. If she stands on her hind legs (which rarely happens) she is about 5 feet tall
Reiatsu Color: Purple
Personality: Lumaria is very much so a Loner, taking on the trait of the Lone wolf. She is the type of person who would attack as soon as you Said Hello, not one given to any sort of limit before a battle. In Groups (Though she rarely joins them), she tends to take an enforcer position, making sure the Leader of the Pack's laws are followed. On Night when the moon is full, however, She is precariously calm, and nice, to an extent.
Family: N/A
Weapon: Teeth, Claws
Stats 400
Reiatsu: 25
Attack: 175
Speed: 175
Weapon Skill: 25
Experience:
Skill Points:
History:
Even in Death, Fate seems to have a sense of Irony. Lumaria of course wasn't always the Magnificent Creature she is now, of course. In fact, far from it. As a Human, Lumaria was a very timid girl, keeping to books and her home. Her parents of course didn't like this too much, though through all their efforts, they could never persuade her to leave. This continued far through her teen Years. She loathed humans, even being one herself, They were disgusting creatures, obsessed with material possessions, beauty, things you could not take with you to the other side. Social Outcast at School, Yet once she got home, she led a whole other life, writing small fictional stories in her journal. Stories of lands where anything was possible.
As an adult, she continued writing the stories, submitting them to publishing companies, only to face rejection. She was writing of the outside world...a place she hardly ventured. She was 22 years old, and she had never even been camping, or hiking. She decided she would do so, not knowing what to take, she simply hopped in her Car, and drove out to a forest, with the clothes on her back as her only necessities. She managed to make a Campfire, finding the correct minerals to strike to make Sparks. Book Smarts did come in handy sometimes, it seemed. She sat on the cold ground in front of the Fire, her eyes closed, thinking about how this might help her add a sense of Reality to her works...than she heard it. That cry, the cry of the Wolf, Howling to the moon above. Frightened and panicking, she stumbled through the forest, trying to make it back to the Car, though what she found was nearly enough to give her a heart attack....Three Wolves, sitting calmly in front of the Car, looking directly at her, their teeth bared, though they didn't look Violent. She knew at that time, she was going to die tonight...
Her eyes opened with a Flash. She was alive! But how? She looked down at her hands and let out a shrill scream, her hands...they were jet-black. She reached up to feel her face, feeling only the hard material of the Hollow Mask. She was so hungry, a hunger which overpowered the fright. In the nights to come, she went from the Prey to the Predator, taking a lesson from the Wolves which killed her, she was heard, but never seen until it was too late. No mercy was given to the Hollow after Hollow She would eat. Weeks passed, than months, and Her hungry grew more and more, as did her stature. She had undergone a change, no longer a mere hollow, She had undergone the change to a much Larger creature, a menos. She fed off other Menos', more and more. Each Menos she struck down helping satisfy her hunger, but never enough to Quench it.
More time passes, and she has changed once more, taking on the Physique of the same creature which is her Reason for being in this position in the first place, though by now she has forgotten about that. She is one of them now, Primal instincts overpower the memories of her time as a Human, all she knows is Hunger, Hunger for more Power, Hunger for a higher purpose. Tossing a lifeless and Eaten corpse to the side from her mouth, She releases a single piercing howl to the Sky...
Skills
Level Three:
Reflexes - 0/3
Level Two:[/u]
Reiatsu Control - 0/2
Analyzing - 0/2
Level One:
Hand to Hand - 0/1
Reiatsu Cero -0/1
Free Skill: Berserk Rage Mastery
Name: Claws and Teeth
Description: The Claws and Teeth of the Wolf.
Attacks:
Howl to the Moon: Lumaria throws her head back in a shrill, high-pitched howl, which makes her opponents Deaf. (Deafness lasts 3 posts)
Passive Abilities: Wolf Sense- Enhanced Hearing, vision, and sense of smell
Extra (DO NOT FILL OUT!!!)
Alias: Lumi
Age: 400
Gender: Female
Faction: Hollow
Rank: Adjuchas
Description:
(Chain/Collar around Neck is not there. And forgive shoddy editing, did the white face to symbolize that being the infamous Hollow Mask)
Lumaria has the Sleek, Beautiful body of a wolf. The Fur is replaced by the Hollow-esque armor a Nice black colour, with Red tinting from the Blood of her victims, covering her entire body in the same style as fur would. Her Claws are especially sharp, the nails being a mix of purple and black. Her eyes are a very smoky white, almost silver, though because of the constant time awake, rings of red surround the pupils, making it hard to tell. The total weight of this magnificent creature is 135 lbs. If she stands on her hind legs (which rarely happens) she is about 5 feet tall
Reiatsu Color: Purple
Personality: Lumaria is very much so a Loner, taking on the trait of the Lone wolf. She is the type of person who would attack as soon as you Said Hello, not one given to any sort of limit before a battle. In Groups (Though she rarely joins them), she tends to take an enforcer position, making sure the Leader of the Pack's laws are followed. On Night when the moon is full, however, She is precariously calm, and nice, to an extent.
Family: N/A
Weapon: Teeth, Claws
Stats 400
Reiatsu: 25
Attack: 175
Speed: 175
Weapon Skill: 25
Experience:
Skill Points:
History:
Even in Death, Fate seems to have a sense of Irony. Lumaria of course wasn't always the Magnificent Creature she is now, of course. In fact, far from it. As a Human, Lumaria was a very timid girl, keeping to books and her home. Her parents of course didn't like this too much, though through all their efforts, they could never persuade her to leave. This continued far through her teen Years. She loathed humans, even being one herself, They were disgusting creatures, obsessed with material possessions, beauty, things you could not take with you to the other side. Social Outcast at School, Yet once she got home, she led a whole other life, writing small fictional stories in her journal. Stories of lands where anything was possible.
As an adult, she continued writing the stories, submitting them to publishing companies, only to face rejection. She was writing of the outside world...a place she hardly ventured. She was 22 years old, and she had never even been camping, or hiking. She decided she would do so, not knowing what to take, she simply hopped in her Car, and drove out to a forest, with the clothes on her back as her only necessities. She managed to make a Campfire, finding the correct minerals to strike to make Sparks. Book Smarts did come in handy sometimes, it seemed. She sat on the cold ground in front of the Fire, her eyes closed, thinking about how this might help her add a sense of Reality to her works...than she heard it. That cry, the cry of the Wolf, Howling to the moon above. Frightened and panicking, she stumbled through the forest, trying to make it back to the Car, though what she found was nearly enough to give her a heart attack....Three Wolves, sitting calmly in front of the Car, looking directly at her, their teeth bared, though they didn't look Violent. She knew at that time, she was going to die tonight...
Her eyes opened with a Flash. She was alive! But how? She looked down at her hands and let out a shrill scream, her hands...they were jet-black. She reached up to feel her face, feeling only the hard material of the Hollow Mask. She was so hungry, a hunger which overpowered the fright. In the nights to come, she went from the Prey to the Predator, taking a lesson from the Wolves which killed her, she was heard, but never seen until it was too late. No mercy was given to the Hollow after Hollow She would eat. Weeks passed, than months, and Her hungry grew more and more, as did her stature. She had undergone a change, no longer a mere hollow, She had undergone the change to a much Larger creature, a menos. She fed off other Menos', more and more. Each Menos she struck down helping satisfy her hunger, but never enough to Quench it.
More time passes, and she has changed once more, taking on the Physique of the same creature which is her Reason for being in this position in the first place, though by now she has forgotten about that. She is one of them now, Primal instincts overpower the memories of her time as a Human, all she knows is Hunger, Hunger for more Power, Hunger for a higher purpose. Tossing a lifeless and Eaten corpse to the side from her mouth, She releases a single piercing howl to the Sky...
Skills
Level Three:
Reflexes - 0/3
Level Two:[/u]
Reiatsu Control - 0/2
Analyzing - 0/2
Level One:
Hand to Hand - 0/1
Reiatsu Cero -0/1
Free Skill: Berserk Rage Mastery
Name: Claws and Teeth
Description: The Claws and Teeth of the Wolf.
Attacks:
Howl to the Moon: Lumaria throws her head back in a shrill, high-pitched howl, which makes her opponents Deaf. (Deafness lasts 3 posts)
Passive Abilities: Wolf Sense- Enhanced Hearing, vision, and sense of smell
Extra (DO NOT FILL OUT!!!)