Name: Alyssa (http://www.behindthename.com/name/alyssa)
Alignment: Evil (Demon)
Nickname: Ally
Age: 2366
Appearance: Alyssa appears to be a young girl around the age of 12-14 with a thin but not emaciated frame. She has short brown hair and what most would consider a pretty face if they don’t mind some of the occasional grime. It’s most beautiful features are by far her genuine smile and her eyes, which are a beautiful blue color that seem to have no depth to them whatsoever and can range from being hard to molten in seconds. She seems innocent enough that is until you actually take the time to get to know her and understand her expressions better.
Ally wears a grayish colored cloak over whatever clothing she tends to have on at the time. Her outfits range from anything and everything depending on what she can find and mend together or make herself. Although it usually consists of a either a simple T-shirt or blouse and a matching pair of shorts/pants or a skirt with dress shoes or on the occasion, boots. No matter what she’s wearing it doesn’t mar the fact that she is indeed very pretty for her age, a diamond in the rough.
Wing Appearance: http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1241/1241192kt2gxur63o.jpg AND http://www.collectiondx.com/gallery2/gallery/d/7742-4/mazinkaiser1.jpg The texture of the first combined with the shape of the second, the black feathers blending together at the edges to form what seem to be blade-like appendages with a blurred appearance.
Weapon Name: Kyōki (Madness)
Weapon Appearance: https://2img.net/h/i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh71/twilight_0824/Dagger.jpg
Weapon True Form:When her weapon reveals it’s true form, it transforms from the dagger that it usually exists as to a gray and black cuirass that armors her torso and is covered with occultic designs and circles. The armor extends down her arms, two prongs breaking off shortly after her elbow and forming a pair of dagger-like appendages that look to be made of bone and chitin. When an enemy is stuck by these weapons, Madness is slowly but gradually induced on the person, the more times you’re hit and greater contact you come into with the daggers, the greater the effect of the madness will become. The only way for the madness to be cured is through healing or giving the effect time to wear off, although originally time will only make it worse.
Wing Incantation: “Descend into Insanity my Brethren and let the Shadows take you, the Lords of the Parallel await.”
Wing Abilities:Most demons in this world have at least heard rumors of the demonic ability to turn everything that you know as a person against you and make you destroy yourself. Little do they know that it is so much more than that. This ability, which has been nicknamed simply “Pandemonium” by others, in fact has two sides that make it equally dangerous. The groupings are rather simple, those that affect the psyche of others and those that manipulate her own. Over the course of her long life of isolation, she has had plenty of time to practice and try on those who were unlucky enough to run into her. Few have ever survived and those that have, were never the same since then. The most interesting factor about her is that despite not having the largest number of techniques, she is capable of combining techniques within her repertoire to devastating effect.
Individual: These are abilities that can affect others than herself. They usually have a debilitating effect but there are a few that have been known to have been used in straightforward combat as well. The length of the effects can vary depending on the ability but have been known to last for a decent amount of time.
-Persuasion: Alyssa’s words will seem to the person that she’s speaking to to be in their best interest and that she truly cares about them. As she continues to speak, they will consider her more and more of a friend and her words will have more and more weight and will feel at ease with her, even if they had been in the middle of a battle moments before. Although she cannot say something completely against that person’s morals, as that would break the ability near instantly and put her in quite a precarious situation as she is extremely vulnerable for several moments after this ability ends, unable to react for several seconds.
-Emotion: One of Alyssa’s favorite abilities, this allows her to let the current emotions that her opponent is feeling increase in intensity and to control their actions. This causes her opponent to lose all sense of caution and let these emotions lead them in battle instead of any of their usual tactics. Though the effect depends on exactly what emotions they’re feeling at the time that makes this ability very versatile in its effects and capable of breaking down a well planned operation into shambles.
-Silhouette: Alyssa can tap into the opponents memories and discover the person whom they care about most. She may then create a near perfect copy of that person out of shadows, who Alyssa speaks through like a mouthpiece and can make whatever she wants seem to happen to the shillouette, causing the person extreme emotional turmoil and often making them far more suceptable to Alyssa's other abilities while also making them feel as though they've lost almost everything.
-Rapture: By looking Alyssa directly in her eyes, she can cause her opponent to be overcome with a sense of awe and become frozen to the spot that their feet are standing on. This especially dangerous to angels who are in the air, because their wings will freeze up and will cause them to plummet from the skys. This technique is almost solely meant to allow her to approach her enemies or to buy time in order to do something else. During this time she will usually engage in conversation with her foes, the mouth being the only thing that is not frozen.
-Shadow Rising: This ability actually requires Alyssa to gain a physical hold on her opponent for a period of time, during which she calls out to and awakens the person’s shadow, their exact opposite. The shadow will then take up residence in the person’s mind, initiating what is known as a shadow crisis, the person being showed the worst choices and outcomes for all events that involve them and gradually, these choices will become their primary choices, as the shadow’s values replace the person’s and eventually the person becomes their own shadow. There are multiple ways to cure this condition, all of which are known to Alyssa and which she will reveal for a price, or you could can take the chance of discovering it on your own.
-Shadow Calling: Alyssa’s final ability in this subset is to call forth the person’s shadow into the physical world, causing it to do her bidding. This usually involves her pitting her opponent against his or her shadow and allowing her to either watch or move onto something else. Although, she has been known to use these shadows for other purposes, such as spying and traveling as well as discussion and sacrificing them. The shadow possesses 1 of the original person's abliities, the first one it uses in the fight and holds all of the opposite values and characteristics of the original
Self: These are Alyssa’s abilities that revolve around herself. She possesses less of these than her other abilities but that doesn’t mean that they are any less effective. These are her more attack oriented methods of battle.
-Memory: Alyssa can make copies of her fragments of memories and form them into a set of up to 6 phantasmal daggers that leave a shadowy trail. These can fly around and launch themselves at opponents. If an enemy is hit by one of these daggers, they are forced to relive the memory through her perspective. If a foe is hit by too many of these daggers, their mind can become temporarily overwhelmed by the sheer stress.
-Shade Strings: This ability causes strings to spring from her shadow and to wrap around Alyssa’s body like they would a marionette, except that she’s the person pulling her own strings. This allows her to fight past her own physical limits so long as she has the force of will and magic to keep herself going although this completely destroys the usual flow of her movements, making them quick and jerky.
-Despair Vortex: Alyssa opens a void of darkness in front of her that sucks up attacks that are currently flying towards her. Then, the vortex with condense and compress itself until it coalesces into a weapon of shadowy energy, containing the power of all of the attacks that were absorbed by the vortex and that she can use and release as she pleases.
-Extension: Alyssa’s entire shadow changes shapes and connects to her, becoming a version of the classic demon tail. It possesses the sharp almost heart-shaped tip with a thin but strong length running up to her lower back. The sole purpose of this attack is allow her a greater range of both attack and motion and to allow to utilize many of her other attacks in combination with this one.
Personality: Alyssa has a set of three personalities, two usually being dominant over the third, that control the vast majority of her actions. The first personality is the one that resembles her most when she was still alive and had just become a demon. She seems to be be lighthearted and kind, often laughing and smiling a lot, although there’s always a sadness about her. She enjoys playing games and can make a game out of almost anything, even the shedding of blood. She considers this a rather serious game in fact and one of the few times where this personality will seem ridiculously old and wise, dropping the childlike tone. She generally sticks to her debilitation abilities, enjoying watching the opponent slowly destroy themselves instead of doing it herself.
Her second personality is radically different from the first. This personality enjoys and craves violence and destruction and loves to cause it with her own two hands. As such she tends to stick to either using her weapon or her Self abilities in battle instead of the debilitation. She laughs at misfortune and tragedy and often says that it’s the peoples own faults that things turned out like they did because they didn’t try hard enough. Although, she does have a soft spot for lovers and children, usually not being as harsh with them as she is with others. She is foul-mouthed and rude but always speaking in a proper tone other than her explicatives.
The third personality is what would best be described as a mix between the previous two. This was her original personality before she became split into three and has through its long periods of isolation from the world, become more bitter and cynical. This personality can only come out of the rare occasions when the other two personalities breakdown and dissolve into each other, completely agree on something, or forces its way out. She retains the key aspects of both of the previous personalities and uses all of her abilities in battle, Extension being one of her favorites. She is the only truly complete personality that Alyssa possesses, unlike the fragmented other two and is the one who is most adept in battle and conversation.
History: Alyssa was born into an extremely poor family who were kicked straight out of the hospital where she was born to the streets. She grew up having to fend for herself more often than not, that was what all of her family did. They cared only for themselves and only provided what they absolutely had to, which was shelter for her. Everything else, food, clothing, any sense of hygiene was all Alyssa’s job. As such, from a young age she grew up to be very self sufficient and always knew how to take care of herself. Another result of this was that because having to steal, she became very quick and adept with her hands.
When she turned 6, Alyssa managed to piece together an acceptable school uniform and began to attend her local school. She was always on the outside of the social groups though because of her poverty and what most considered an odd personality. She was also bullied because despite all of these factors, she was always at the top of her class, a very smart girl. This infuriated most of the richer and well off kids who thought that they deserved things like that just on the basis that they had money and what would later be power. But Alyssa pushed through it, she was a tough kid who had to deal with a lot more then these rich kids ever did and never let them bother her.
8 years later, Alyssa was still doing well in school and if one could look past some of the dirt of the street, was actually becoming quite a pretty girl. She believed that fate was dealing the rich kids what they deserved by a girl like her beating them in almost everything, including sports. However, the kids who had bullied her when was younger were older and more conniving now and had finally had enough of the “upstart peasant girl” beating them. So one night, a group of boys and girls followed her to the alley that she considered home and then brutally murdered her, using knives, pipes, their fists whatever they could. As Alyssa lay on the ground, beaten to a pulp and dying in agony and the laughing group of teens was walking away, the cops drove up and surrounded the kids, planning to arrest them. A couple ran over to try and get to her, but it was too late. Right after seeing the cops arrive and catch the kids, Alyssa’s heart had given out.
Becoming a Demon:Suddenly Alyssa was surrounded by white nothingness, there seemed to be a light, but with the light there was shadow as well. As she sensed that she was suddenly upright, she saw a man across from her. After several moments, the old man began to speak, “Do you believe-“. It was at this point that Ally cut him off, “Yes I believe in Fate, or else I wouldn’t have been able to do what I did and those kids would have gotten away but they didn’t, it was Fate, all Fate.” The old man seemed to be shocked for a moment and then smiled widely and as the girl was engulfed in shadows she heard his voice again, “Special, special girl, welcome to my world.”
When Alyssa woke up, she was lying at the edge of an area that seemed to be covered in eternal night. She stood up shakily and immediately realized that something was different…..she was different. With a slight smile she began to walk off into the realm of Odin, the realm of demons. For several months she was unable to access any of her abilities or powers, all she found was her weapon, a dagger that had been at her hip since she had woken up here in this strange place. This continued until an event occurred within a few months, which caused her to awaken her powers and to also develop her separate personalities.
For the next 1800 or so years Alyssa lived in an isolated cave, shielding herself from society as she grew stronger and trained harder. The few people who had managed to stumble upon her hiding place were never seen again, she used them for practice to test her abilities. Then, slowly she started to venture out into demon society, gradually making a name for herself as one of the most powerful, vicious and deadly demons that had ever walked Odin. Her abilities became the stuff that the next generations would hope to strive to achieve. All the while though, Alyssa just continued on, gradually becoming more enamored with what she was doing and making a game out of it, a game to punish those who defied Fate.
RP Sample:- Spoiler:
Alyssa slowly backed away from those that were approaching her, fear plain in her eyes. For some reason these demons had started following her several days ago and she had no idea why. Gradually, they’d gotten closer and closer to her until finally, tonight, they’d caught up with her. Now these 3 demons looked relatively young, definitely not elders but definitely older than she was. Each of them had a sick grin on their face, which made Alyssa believe that whatever they had planned, she wouldn’t enjoy it at all.
Absorbed in her thoughts as she was, she didn’t notice a tree root behind her and tripped backwards falling down onto her back. The lead demon of the group snickered at her, a black haired suave looking man in a business suit and a blood red tie. Then a moment later he began to speak, “Well well little girl what do we have here. One of Fate’s favored little pets is it? Well here’s the thing girl, we can’t have you gaining all of your power here since that would hurt our position wouldn’t it boys?” to which the other two thugs nodded empathetically.
The man then continued, “So we’re just gonna have to take care of you now, while you’re weak and no one even knows who you are.” With that the man started to walk towards her again, a menacing look in his eyes, his two goons following right behind him. Alyssa gasped and started to shuffle backwards without looking and trying to escape but suddenly found her back up against a tree. The man just laughed at her again as his posse closed in to do who knows what to her. Alyssa was breathing heavily now, her eyes wide in terror, she didn’t know what to do, and all she heard in this forest was the man’s laughing and the mournful wind of the dead……
Several hours had passed, and Alyssa lay on the ground, the three men standing over her. The girl’s stomach had been torn open and her intestines wrapped around the rest of her body like rope to keep her from escaping. Her face was beaten and blistered, bruises everywhere on it and one of her eyes swollen shut. Her arms had been torn to shreds and looked like little more than two sticks that you would attach to a snowman and call them his “arms”. Her pretty brown hair that was usually covered in grime was today stained with blood. The part of her left mostly untouched was her legs, where large chunks of skin had just been cut off, her feet being left completely alone, “It wasn’t like she was going anywhere” the man had said jokingly.
The man looked down at her with contempt in his eyes, “Well boys, it looks like the princess has been put in her place, I think she’s learned her lesson. So let’s be nice and put an end to her pain now.” As the man began to reach toward her, Alyssa started to scream, her eyes wild “No…..No…..NO! Get away from me…..get away…….GET AWAY!” She started softly and gradually got louder and louder, her mind having lost all semblance of order and now grasping at straws to survive. As the man laughed and moved his hand toward her face, Alyssa screamed a final time and then suddenly went silent.
This surprised the man, so he drew his hand back a moment to take a look, maybe she’d succumbed to her wounds and he wouldn’t have to get his hands dirty. Suddenly a different sound began to echo through the forest, a happy but almost crazy sound. Laughter, and it was coming from Alyssa’s lips. The man wore a shocked and then a perturbed expression on his face, “What’s wrong with you, have you gone mad?” Alyssa continued to laugh loudly for several moments and then still chuckling, looked into the man’s eyes to answer him. “No….not at all…..Hey mister, before this ends would you like to play a game?” The man glance at his two counterparts, who simply shrugged, they had no idea what was going on. The man turned back to Alyssa and smirked again, “Sure, why not. We’ve got plenty of time out here, so what do you want to do before you die?” This made Alyssa break out in another momentary fit of laughter, which she struggled to break as she spoke, “Oh no, hahaha, it won’t be me who’s, haha, dying Mister….it will, ha, be you.”
The man stepped back in surprise and began to speak without even thinking, “You have gone nuts, haven’t you noticed your situation? There’s no way you could kill the three off us, what is this some kind of sick joke?” Alyssa snickered back at the man and with a sudden burst of energy managed to unsteadily rise to her feet, her insides still wrapped around her. Another fit of laughter wracked her frame before she finally spoke again, “I guess you don’t want to play, fine we’ll skip right to the main attraction then.” In an instant, before any of the three demons could notice a tail of shadows had formed and speared itself through the lead demon’s chest and then wormed it’s way back inside, spinning and cutting through the man’s torso 5 more times before it stopped, the man’s nerves finally registering what had just happened. He doubled over on the ground in pain, which only leaned the tail into her further, the pressure causing even more pain. One chuckle later, the tail had wrapped around his throat and remained there until it had squeezed the life out of him.
Alyssa quickly retracted the extension, the tail making a slurping sound as it wound its way back through the demon’s body. The other two thugs backed away immediately, not knowing what to do know that their leader had been killed. As Alyssa laughed again, a vague shadow-like shape behind her, 6 shadowy daggers appeared around her and launched themselves towards one of the thugs. The man, not even seeing it coming was impaled twice in the torso, once in each leg and once in each arm. Not deadly wounds alone, but suddenly the man’s eyes went wide and he collapsed to the ground, he wasn’t breathing.
By this point, the other goon was terrified for his life and turned his back trying to run away, but suddenly he heard a voice right by his ear, “Now where do you think you’re going you fucking son of a bitch, I’m not done have my damn fun with you yet and you don’t get to fucking leave until then.” The man felt air moving and then suddenly agony as a knife was shoved into his spine, and as that was pulled out another rocketed into his lower back. With each strike the man’s thoughts became more and more unclear and unfocused…..why was he here again, and what was this sensation in his back……it made him feel alive! So the thug was screaming in joy as Alyssa stabbed and tore him to shreds with her weapons true form.
After 2 hours of mauling the man’s body, even though he had died after about 15 minutes of it, Alyssa stood up. She glanced around at the bodies of the other two men and then at that of the man below her. With that the girl turned and walked away from the scene, a light laughter escaping from her lips, “That was a FUN game hehehe.” As the girl got further and further away, her laughter stopped and instead she began to hum a tune, a beautiful and flowing tune, but one that she made sound out of key and discordant, almost maddening to the ears of any who would hear it, but there was no one around. No one but the wail of the wind, the wail of the dead.