Fantasy Character Sheet

[The Suspicious Eye]

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Name: Constance Belladona

Alias: Husk

Nickname: Who?, Creepy Girl? Boy? Thing?

Age: 18

Gender: Male? Female? Let's say Female

Height/Weight: 4'10"/ 90lbs

Build: Thin and petite

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Personal

"Closer, get closer, closer, deep, below the flesh.
Hee he he heee"
Constance is a quiet child, an eerily quiet child. Staring daggers deeply into her comrades body, she doesn't get along with others. However, she has a deep and passionate desire to get closer, deep within their skin, to the point of obsession. As a girl who has strong obsession, her pride and desire to fulfill her fantasies often clouds her judgment. Unaware of how she can come off as she stands over the sleeping bodies of her siblings, her lack of tact is baffling. She also surprisingly shows indifference in various situations and things that drive the others crazy, which shows that she is calmer than most. Although in truth she just doesn't really know how to express herself so she stays calm.​

Masochistic to the core she can't feel much pain nowdays, but the pain she does feel is absolute ecstasy. Quite imaginative she loves to play her own series of imaginary games, ones that are quite unusual to other people. She talks to her imaginary friends often and points out how they play with others. She loves to may toys and items out of hair and whispers often as to not scare others. However, she isn't as evil or monstrous as she comes across in truth she's a playful young girl who wants to make friends. She's awfully shy and gets embarrassed very easily, ending up overworking herself till she shuts down or goes into hiding. She acts like a child, but is quite old, this is due to some past mental trauma that she doesn't talk about.

One very strange thing about her is that she is terrified of humans. Somehow thinking she is not one she is afraid of their touch and will evade it as best she can. When she is touched by them she'll violently react until she wears herself out and faints. She doesn't react to the queen in this way, nor does she react to her siblings. She likes how her siblings make her feel, on occasion they make her tingle with pleasure and warmth.
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Virtues:
Good listener
Very kind
Energetic
Skilled in her silver ability
Versatile
Observant/Inteligent
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Vices:
Awkward
Nervous
Masochistic
Willing to do anything for those she wants to befriend/please
Relentless
Overly Shy
Afraid of Humans
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Power & Ability

Power Category:
Mimic
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Skills:
Having trained for the entirety of her life to use her power she is quite well versed in what she can do. She also has the ability to mimic movement and voices. She is well versed in medicine, practicing her own concoctions/experiments and is good at creeping people out.

Weakness:
She isn't very good at fighting without an ability attached to it.
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Role:
Mage/Instigator
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History

"I'm sorry, you can break my arm or leg, peel my flesh off, stick a needles in my eyes. If you'd like. Heh hee he heee"
Constance was born to a woman in prison and taken in by a strange doctor who wanted a babe to test out a series of experiments. Playing with the soft skull and the thin new skin he left quite a bit of irreparable mental and physical damage. Once her skull hardened and her reactions seemed to dull the doctor sent her off to the Collector who somehow saw potential in the sick babe and sent it to the Queen, who also saw potential in this child. It probably interested her of her adverse reaction against humans, seeing something she could manipulate to her own advantage. Constance was not a healthy child, in fact she was horribly ill often and couldn't spend time with her siblings as much as she wished. Having so much free time, she spent it studying and wandering the grounds. Finding loads of secret places and passages in the training camp shed sneak out when she's healthy and enjoy staring at her siblings.

Constance was never good at combat, too ill for training and was too timid to be a infiltrator and too nervous to be a spy. She tried her best to keep up with her siblings when she had the chance but was often set to the sidelines and watched the others fight. Instead she focused on her studies, something she loved, because she could spend it with her siblings. To her it was fine that they rarely noticed her, she just liked being near them, getting to see them it was enough. Sadly she didn't get much time as her ability came quickly. When Constance's ability manifested she was allowed only a few more months with her siblings before she was sent off. Her ability was unusual and was one that needed to be taught by true master, in order to better serve her Queen. Leaving soon after she spent her time studying with the masters, who treated her to varying degrees of kindness. Although Constance never complained regardless of the treatment as long as no human touched her.

Meeting and trying out every ability she learned quite a few skills, including discovering one that she had already been using. Using her skills to traverse areas, start up small skirmishes and frame others she was used more as a instigator. Leaving false information, and ruining the lives of anyone who dared anger the queen. It was certainly dirty work but for a child who cannot interact with others, it was perfect. Having learned enough and proven to be useful to the queen, she was brought back to do what she's best at, watching the others. Oh and she certainly watched, it was so nice to see the others again. However, it's been very hard to talk to them all, she's not seen them in so long they're all different in one way or another. Scared to approach them she has gone back to staring at them from afar, feeling those sweet, succulent and titillating tingles.
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How does your character feel about the queen? How does your character feel about what they're doing in the name of the queen?
To Constance she thinks the queen is a honorable benefactor who has done nothing but look out for her. The queen is the best thing she's ever known and is certainly the most beautiful, in her presence she feels all sparkly. Therefore, she would do anything for her absolutely anything for her. She will follow her queen's order's without delay and is happy to do whatever pleases her majesty. Human's are scary dark and evil things, so she doesn't feel awful about hurting them.
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Name: Constance Belladona

Alias: Husk

Nickname: Who?, Creepy Girl? Boy? Thing?

Age: 18

Gender: Male? Female? Let's say Female

Height/Weight: 4'10"/ 90lbs

Build: Thin and petite

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Personal

"Closer, get closer, closer, deep, below the flesh.
Hee he he heee"
Constance is a quiet child, an eerily quiet child. Staring daggers deeply into her comrades body, she doesn't get along with others. However, she has a deep and passionate desire to get closer, deep within their skin, to the point of obsession. As a girl who has strong obsession, her pride and desire to fulfill her fantasies often clouds her judgment. Unaware of how she can come off as she stands over the sleeping bodies of her siblings, her lack of tact is baffling. She also surprisingly shows indifference in various situations and things that drive the others crazy, which shows that she is calmer than most. Although in truth she just doesn't really know how to express herself so she stays calm.​

Masochistic to the core she can't feel much pain nowdays, but the pain she does feel is absolute ecstasy. Quite imaginative she loves to play her own series of imaginary games, ones that are quite unusual to other people. She talks to her imaginary friends often and points out how they play with others. She loves to may toys and items out of hair and whispers often as to not scare others. However, she isn't as evil or monstrous as she comes across in truth she's a playful young girl who wants to make friends. She's awfully shy and gets embarrassed very easily, ending up overworking herself till she shuts down or goes into hiding. She acts like a child, but is quite old, this is due to some past mental trauma that she doesn't talk about.

One very strange thing about her is that she is terrified of humans. Somehow thinking she is not one she is afraid of their touch and will evade it as best she can. When she is touched by them she'll violently react until she wears herself out and faints. She doesn't react to silvers in this way, nor does she react to her siblings. She likes how her siblings make her feel, on occasion they make her tingle with pleasure and warmth.
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Virtues:
Good listener
Very kind
Energetic
Skilled in her silver ability
Versatile
Observant/Inteligent
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Vices:
Awkward
Nervous
Masochistic
Willing to do anything for those she wants to befriend/please
Relentless
Overly Shy
Afraid of Humans
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Power & Ability

Power Category:
Mimic
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Skills:
Having trained for the entirety of her life to use her power she is quite well versed in what she can do. She also has the ability to mimic movement and voices and creeping people out.

Weakness:
She isn't very good at fighting without an ability attached to it.
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Role:
Mage/Instigator
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History

"I'm sorry, you can break my arm or leg, peel my flesh off, stick a needles in my eyes. If you'd like. Heh hee he heee"
Constance was born to a woman in prison and taken in by a strange doctor who wanted a babe to test out a series of experiments. Playing with the soft skull and the thin new skin he left quite a bit of irreparable mental and physical damage. Once her skull hardened and her reactions seemed to dull the doctor sent her off to the Collector who somehow saw potential in the sick babe and sent it to the Queen, who also saw potential in this child. It probably interested her of her adverse reaction against humans, seeing something she could manipulate to her own advantage. Constance was not a healthy child, in fact she was horribly ill often and couldn't spend time with her siblings as much as she wished. Having so much free time, she spent it studying and wandering the grounds. Finding loads of secret places and passages in the training camp shed sneak out when she's healthy and enjoy staring at her siblings.

Constance was never good at combat, too ill for training and was too timid to be a infiltrator and too nervous to be a spy. She tried her best to keep up with her siblings when she had the chance but was often set to the sidelines and watched the others fight. Instead she focused on her studies, something she loved, because she could spend it with her siblings. To her it was fine that they rarely noticed her, she just liked being near them, getting to see them it was enough. Sadly she didn't get much time as her ability came quickly. When Constance's ability manifested she was allowed only a few more months with her siblings before she was sent off. Her ability was unusual and was one that needed to be taught by true master, in order to better serve her Queen. Leaving soon after she spent her time studying with the masters, who treated her to varying degrees of kindness. Although Constance never complained regardless of the treatment as long as it was from a Silver.

Meeting and trying out every ability she learned quite a few skills, including discovering one that she had already been using. Using her skills to traverse areas, start up small skirmishes and frame others she was used more as a instigator. Leaving false information, and ruining the lives of anyone who dared anger the queen. It was certainly dirty work but for a child who cannot interact with others, it was perfect. Having learned enough and proven to be useful to the queen, she was brought back to do what she's best at, watching the others. Oh and she certainly watched, it was so nice to see the others again. However, it's been very hard to talk to them all, she's not seen them in so long they're all different in one way or another. Scared to approach them she has gone back to staring at them from afar, feeling those sweet, succulent and titillating tingles.
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How does your character feel about the queen? How does your character feel about what they're doing in the name of the queen?
To Constance she thinks the queen is a honorable benefactor who has done nothing but look out for her. The queen is the best Silver she's ever known and is certainly the most beautiful, in her presence she feels all sparkly. Therefore, she would do anything for her absolutely anything for her. She will follow her queen's order's without delay and is happy to do whatever pleases her majesty. Human's are scary dark and evil things, so she doesn't feel awful about hurting them.
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the phrasing made it seem like constance knows other silvers but the queen is the only one, just an fyi. accepted

 

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Name: Gaea

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Height: 5'9

Build: Gaea’s body is muscular and toned from years of drills.

Appearance: Gaea has light brown hair that reaches to the middle of her back and is often in pony tails or loose braids . Her skin is fairly tanned and is a stark constrast to her piercing gold eyes. Her jaw is prominent and gives her a rather fierce look especially if she isn't smiling. Like all the others in the army her skin is littered with scars and a few burns. The most noticeable feature of hers is the tip of her right ear is sliced off. The queen's brand is on the back of her neck.

Personality: Gaea is a loud mouth and the perfect inverted form of her twin brother. She thinks little of people's opinions and feelings and seems to bulldoze others. Despite her seemingly extroverted personality, she's actually the complete opposite. She hates talking to others unless ordering them around and can be seen to withdraw in casual conversations. She's been independent as long as she can remember, only allowing the help of her brother and even then barely.

She loves arguing and bickering when she knows she's right but can easily forget the playfulness of the conversation and start to get visibly upset, leading to smackdowns in small spaces and in front of many. Many ask why she's a general and sometimes even she's confused. She wears her emotions on her sleeves, she jumps into action rather than pondering, and she has little worries about her own safety. However, once she's on the battlefield her boisterous demeanor falls away to reveal a warrior who will stop at nothing to vanquish her enemies. She acts quickly and her plans are formed in seconds as she surveys her surroundings.

She has a few soft sides that aren't usually seen. Her brother is her true weakness, their bond so strong that losing him would be no better than cutting her in two. Despite the awful acts she has committed she carries the guilt around like stones tied around her waist, and she fears often that she will be consumed by it.

Virtues:
+loyal
+trustworthy
+honest
+courageous
+confident

Vices:
-stubborn
-temperamental
-uncaring about things that isnt her problem
-clingy if she cares about you

Power: She hardens her skin so she can become a living ram. Most swords and arrows bounce off unless the force is heavy and hits weak parts of her armor, like armits, back of the knees, and the head and neck. Once her skin hardens she can use it to batter her enemies, the hits feeling as if youve been kicked by a horse.

Skills:
Living Weapon: Once her skin hardens she is an unstoppable force if not contaminated. She can do no damage at a distance but once you get into her range you're in grave danger.

Panther's Grace: Her muscles formed from years of training has made her movements light and precise, however not as much as a Silks. Sneaking around isnt her thing so quietness is pretty low on the scale.

Brawler: Once Gaea rushes into battle, her mind is focused solely on her enemies and nothing else. All pain is shoved aside and her only interest is defeating all in front of her. The only way for her to stop fighting is death or rendering her unconscious or unable to move.

Instincts: Gaea is used to living off the land and taking care of herself. She can make do in the worst surroundings and climates from prior experience. She'll do anything to survive when faced against such circumstances.

Rallying Cry: Although she isn't the most comforting individual or knows exactly what to say during instances, she can inspire those to get up and fight with ease. Maybe its her words, maybe its the passion and zeal in her eyes and body language. Either way, it can inspire her army to fight like lions.

Protector: Despite not being adept in social situations and human bonds, Gaea is bound to her soldiers even if she doesn't know them well. Theyre like her younger siblings who look up to her to lead and she'll do everything in her power to ensure their safety even at the cost of her own life. However, if you've ever betrayed her in the past she'll remember even if you forget and she'll throw you to the lions as just as quickly.



Role: General

History: Like many that were caught in the conquest of the Silver Queen, Gaea and her brother, Issac, were simply born into the wrong age. The wrong territory. They grew up together as the only pair of twins in their modest little village and they did practically everything together. Even when Isaac reached the appropriate age to assist the village hunters, Gaea refused to be left behind and would often sneak after them until they eventually relented and let the girl be a hunter, despite it being a man's job.

It turned out to be for the better....

The Queen's army came down on them with a fury that rivaled Gehenna and they spared no one. The twins were seven at the time and Isaac had awoken in the middle of the night due to a nightmare. A blessing in disguise that ended up saving their lives. The initial sounds of slaughter reached his ears far before anyone else in the house. Isaac only had time to shake his sibling awake and yell for his parents to awaken before the blood-curdling cries were right outside their home.

It was Gaea that made the decision to jump out the window and drag her brother Isaac with her. The young boy could not bear the thought of leaving their parents to their fate but he was also aware that there was no way they could do anything. Their parents had barely stirred with his warning yells and most likely, didn't fully awaken until steel was pushed through their throats.

The twins barely survived in the forests with the elementary hunting skills they picked up from the villagers and evaded patrols for almost a year before starvation, sickness, exhaustion, and desperation led them to willingly walk towards the Queen's army.

They were given shelter, food, medicine, water, and even proper academic education. Several years went by and as all children, they were admitted as soldiers into the Queen's army.

Gaea was one of four stoneskins being trained and was the youngest out of them. The competition was always high between the children and between those with the same powers, it only grew tenfold. The drills the children were running through were borderline torture, and Gaea was only 12 trying to keep up with the 17 and 18-year-olds. Each practice fight was nothing more than a beating and each drill was a draining process that left Gaea broken and bruised in her barracks praying that a good night's sleep would get her ready for the next day's events. The only thing that kept her together was knowing that her brother was probably going through the same thing and she needed to be as strong as he was. Isaac had always been the strongest of the two and the most intelligent and Gaea had spent countless times wishing she was as good as him. Her insistent need to be as good as him drove her through the intense training, but she never found a place where she was content with her abilities. She was fifteen when she finally defeated the oldest stoneskin who had mocked and beat her for years.

She felt no joy, no pride over the accomplishment. Was it even an accomplishment? The older boy had to be dragged out, his stone skin shattered as well as a few bones and one eye a bleeding mess from when Gaea's spiked stony knuckle had gouged its way into it. The smiling faces of the audience that had gathered around meant nothing.

Her first mission was nothing short than awful. Screams of villagers and burning homes gave Gaea flashbacks of that night so many years ago that left her and Isaac orphans. She remembered the anger the felt at those soldiers and the queen when she was huddled in the forest, Isaac huddled in her arms as they both watched with glazed eyes and the flames danced on their homes and burned their parent's bodies to ash. And now, she was one of those evil soldiers who ruined lives.

There was no escaping her fate. She was tied to the queen now, there was no way out of that. Any act of rebellion would end in death and she didn't want to leave Isaac alone. And so she hardened her heart like she did her skin. She did her duties without hesitation, but the guilt seemed like it would never be quenched, but Gaea knew that was her punishment despite it seeing more like a slap on the wrist. She swallowed her feeling and continued doing what she did best, no matter how vile and evil. Every command the queen gave she completed without resistence. Until the trials.

Duel trials were often held for rank promotions in Her Majesty's army and there were two candidates to become Generals. Isaac Vanderlin and Gaea Vanderlin. The siblings finally reunited.... under the pretense of a duel to the death for the honor of being a General for Queen.

Fate was a cruel mistress.

As armor was dawned and swords were pulled free from their scabbards, two identical pairs of golden eyes stared back at each other only to come to the same conclusion.

Absolutely no fucking way.

They would not do it. They refused. Neither would dare raise their sword against the other under such circumstances.

Naturally, they were each isolated for their insubordination and punished severely. Weeks on end without food and perishing amounts of water. Just enough to live another day. Torture became the daily routine. Gaea spent day after day and night after night against her tormenters and it seemed like she was 12 all over again. She hardened her skin and huddled in the corner and fists and then even axes rained blows and strikes on her. When a sword eventually broke through and the pain set Gaea into a rage that Isaac wasn't there to stop her from flying into. Three soldiers died and two were injured until she was finally beaten unconscious. She awoke to guards dragging her to the queen where she saw her brother who looked bad for wear but was a blessing to sore eyes.

To her surprise and confusion, they were praised for their resilience and loyalty.... and with a slight adjustment, the two were made aware that this duel to the death for the position was not sanctioned by her command. They were both candidates and would both earn the honor of being promoted as long as they proved themselves. The officers responsible for the unsanctioned duel were older soldiers who were envious of the raw talents the twins had displayed.

As an apology, the Queen had them rounded up and executed for disobeying her orders. The executioners were Isaac and Gaea respectfully. The torture they had endured and the swift execution of these insubordinate traitors served as the grounds for the promotion they both sought.

Some years passed and the siblings were among the best generals the Queen had. While Gaea was peerless on the battlefield, Isaac's own talent had emerged with his position. His talent for strategy and leadership. Gaea acted as the body and sword, while Isaac acted as the shield and mind.

Alone, they could taste defeat like any other soldier. But together? They were a force to be reckoned with.
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How does your character feel about the queen? Gaea knows her loyalty should be with the queen since Jue saved her life, fed and clothed her and gave her abilities, but she feels disgusted about what the queen wants from her and the others.
How does your character feel about what they're doing in the name of the queen?
The more she sees of the world and what her own hands did, the more she finds the queen to be a fraud. Her actions seem to become weights that follow her wherever she goes and she hates herself for it.

 

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Charlotte is respectful to most, she also believes in honesty, and hates to lie. Charlotte tries to impress those who she admires, but can sometimes come of as a wimpy geek. She is a bit shy and awkward, but tries to ignore that so she can get her Queens tasks done. While not being a physical combatant she may seem to be a coward, but in the end she would die for anyone she truly cared for.

VIRTUES - Honor, Honesty, Loyalty, Compassion, Courage, and a sense of Justice. ___ VICES - Shyness, a bit Anorexic, Emotional, Greedy, and a need to be liked.

HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER FEEL ABOUT THE QUEEN? Charlotte thinks Jue is a Queen, not only is she beautiful but she saved Charlotte's sister. She still regrets being taken from her family but believes the Queen had good intentions. Charlotte will follow her Queen to the end.

HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER FEEL ABOUT WHAT THEY'RE DOING IN THE NAME OF THE QUEEN? Charlotte usually does the Queens tasks willingly, she thinks the Queen knows best. She doesn't like some of the things she has to do or witness in the name of the Queen but keeps quiet about it.

[/div] [div class="textbox big2"][div class=title]description[/div] Charlotte has light brown, curly hair that may be described as chestnut. She has large blue eyes followed by a kind smile. Her skin is very clear and has hardly, if any scars. While having a few freckles, the only large mark on her skin is the Queens brand. It is located on her upper left back, and is usually covered by clothing.

Charlotte was starved as a child which shows in her skinny appearance. She also tries to stay in shape a little to much, some people refer to her as anorexic. Charlotte tries her best to be "beautiful" because she cares about what people think of her. She usually wears a slightly tattered white overcoat covered in the blood of her patients. When she's not working she prefers a casual attire which reminds her of home. [/div] [div class="textbox big3"][div class=title]backstory[/div] Charlotte was born to a poor family in a town bordering Geneva. Her parents couldn't afford food most of the time which led to Charlotte stealing. Sometimes it was to feed her family but other times were to feed her greed. When she was 11 years old her little sister got a disease that was killing her. Her parents couldn't afford a physician which meant her sister would die. At her deathbed, Charlotte took her sister's cold hand and swore if her sister lived, she would be a better person. To her surprise her sister woke up and acted like everything was normal, she was cured.

As she swore, Charlotte tried her best to be a good person and locked away her greed. On her twelfth birthday she felt like a queen, yes she was poor and usually starved, but she was a better person and had her sister. Then came the knock on the door, the Collector taking Charlotte from her home, and finally being brought to Geneva. At first Charlotte hated the Queen for taking her away from her family. She imagined her as the ugliest, cruelest person imaginable, but when she was brought to her she had to admire her beauty. She was the most beautiful person she ever saw, the Queen told Charlotte that she had given her the power of life. She didn't hate her anymore, she loved her, because she saved her sister.

Charlotte decided to study the anatomy of the body so she could use her power to heal the Queen's army. She needed to learn how to defend herself if she was to be in the army, but she disliked physical combat. She found out about archery from a soldier, who decided to teach her. She became a master with the bow and arrow, as well as the art of medicine. [/div] [div class="textbox big4"][div class=title]ability description[/div] Charlotte has the ability of a skin healer. She can heal others through touch but cannot heal herself. She could easily heal a scratch or bruise without much thought, but with utter concentration she could turn a nearly dead person to a being of complete health. The power combined with her knowledge of health, could make her a great contribution to the Queen's army.

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[div class=title]01 Physician[/div] Ever since Charlotte learned she was a skin healer, she studied to become a doctor for the Queen's army. She has an overall understanding of anatomy and how the body works. With this knowledge combined with her power she is able to heal anyone, even from severe wounds.
[div class=title]02 Archer's aim[/div] Physical combat didn't suit Charlotte, so she decided to learn the way of the archer. She has trained with the bow and arrow for half a decade, mastering the art.
[div class=title]03 MasterChef[/div] Charlotte has always found the art of making a dish into a masterpiece intriguing. Therefore, on her free time she likes to cook a meal and sometimes experiment. She was starved as a child but is also very picky about what she eats and would like to know whats inside the things she eats.
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[Bowa]

Mercury​

Nickname(s): Mer, 20940

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Height: 6'2"

Build: Athletic, toned

Appearance:
Mercury has short, chocolate brown hair that is generally styled in some way and a rugged beard of the same colour. His sun-kissed skin is littered with nasty scars and fresh abrasions he regularly gets from training or a mission. In spite of despising his scars at first, Mercury quickly learned that they could be viewed as both accolades of war and reminders of failure so he could strive to improve. The Queen's brand is located on his neck, just underneath his right ear. His eyes are a deep blue, almost grey colour but gleam like sapphires in the light only complimenting the debonair look he tries to go for. Furthermore, Mercury's tall, athletic build grants him the ability to have an intimidating, protective, or brooding presence - whichever he so chooses to display.

Personality:
Mercury's name may as well be changed to ambition, it is his main drive and the first thing that most people notice about him - his innate urge to just be better. Of course, such an endeavour has lead to him being a perfectionist and very stubborn, he likes for things to be done his way or not at all. Therefore, he often prefers working alone as others are unreliable and just unnecessary distractions. Needless to say, he isn't very good at working as a team. Although, don't mistake that for Mercury being a loner or abrupt, he can actually be quite charming. While it isn't because he's a particularly nice person, being suave is simply the easiest method to get what he wants and Mercury is all about efficiency. It would be boring to be blunt and keep to himself, he very much welcomes the challenge of snaking into the back of someone's mind and playing with their emotions. His proficiency at doing precisely that, along with his general mythos, has made Mercury rather narcissistic. He believes that he is better than everybody else and has no problem demonstrating it, his competitive streak makes sure of that. On the flip side, it makes him an extremely sore loser too.

The lack of sincerity that Mercury possesses isn't always present, he genuinely enjoys individuals who can offer a bit of repartee and make him truly think. Additionally, he doesn't have much of a caring side as the feeling is so foreign to him that he doesn't know what it's like to care for someone. The word even being in his vocabulary is absurd to him. However, Mercury can be known to be overly obsessive in an unorthodox way, if you beat him in anything he might hate you for a while but he'll become dominated by the desire to know everything about you to ultimately conquer you. By that point, you're simply one of his numerous achievements. I suppose in a strange way you could call Mercury a people person, getting to know him is a completely different story though. Instead of keeping others at an arm's left, he likes deep and personal conversations but just discloses little about himself. Only putting forward snippets of information when it is needed to push people to divulge further; Mercury usually finds that it doesn't take much effort to keep most people talking about themselves. Yes, Mercury is egocentric but he doesn't like to brag about himself, proving that he Is the best is much more exciting and fulfilling.

Determination, perseverance, and an iron will have made it so those displays of his skill aren't a laughing matter. When it comes to training in any form Mercury fully dedicates himself to it: sleepless nights, near-fatal injuries, and harsh self-discipline are among the many things that he puts himself through just to climb up one more step of a seemingly endless staircase of aspiration. That obviously brings us to Mercury's issue with boundaries, he doesn't know when to stop, he will do damn near anything to get what he desires and won't even hesitate about doing it. For him, it's all about winning, and he'll use everything at his disposal to do just that.

Virtues: Ambitious | Charming | Determined | Intelligent | Witty | Diligent | Persuasive | Good Listener | Iron Will

Vices: Perfectionist | Stubborn | Competitive | Narcissistic | Obsessive | Deceptive | Self-critical | Cunning | Sore Loser

Power:
Windweaver - Mercury has the ability to manipulate air, which on its own sounds quite boring and limited. Creating intense gusts of wind and windstorms is what most people do, the more talented can make air vacuums and propel themselves great distances with seemingly no effort. While Mercury can do that as well, he has found several other ways to utilise his ability. Some examples are: enhancing his movement by backing it with the force of air, enabling him to move faster and hit harder, concentrating air into acutely high pressures so that it can be used to cut people and things almost like invisible swords, and, with absolute undivided focus and at the cost of immense energy, Mercury can even pull the air directly from someone's lungs and slowly out of every cell in their body. It's used more as a torture technique as it's not really practical in combat. Using his ability drains a lot of energy so Mercury aims to end a fight as quick as possible, opponents who can weather his initial onslaught have a great advantage over him regardless of his endurance and prowess without his ability. Durable foes who aren't as vulnerable to his attacks are also a weakness for him, it counters his primary fighting style.

Skills:
Hand-to-hand Combat - Mercury prefers to be up close and personal, and while he would rather be holding a weapon, he can definitely handle himself in a fist fight.
Swordsmanship - Years of training have made Mercury a talented swordsman, his favourite is a double-bladed sword which he uses if his cover is blown and using a dagger isn't a valid option.
Archery - Being an assassin doesn't only mean you use a hidden blade, if a hit calls for something more long-range then Mercury can use a bow fairly well.
Endurance - Even being a basic solider requires endurance, as a windweaver it is a must though. Daily runs and only the best training partners has meant that Mercury has conditioned himself to be able last.
Persuasion/Manipulation - A silver-tongue and dashing looks make persuading and manipulating people second nature to Mercury, he likes to get what he wants and using other people is a simpler way to do that.
Stealth - Traversing an area undetected is something Mercury is so amazing at he doesn't even have to think about it anymore, he was basically born light-footed as far as he is concerned.
Vast knowledge of Psychology and Biology - Knowing how people's minds work and the best place to strike them is what Mercury's job is all about, he has to be deadly, efficient, and has no margin for error. He firmly believes that knowledge is power.
Agility - Mercury's namesake was the messenger of the gods, it's only natural that he would be nimble on his feet.
Toughness - You would think that Mercury jumped into a pool of swords by the scars decorating his whole body, combined with all his training, they've made it so he can take a real beating and still get back up on his feet.
Assassination - Mercury knows when to strike and where to strike. Enough said.
Lethal Precision - This is what Mercury calls his primary fighting style; it focuses on fast, accurate, strikes to end a fight before it can really begin. It combines strategic-thinking, quick movement, and a mastery of close-quarters combat. The fluidity of it makes it almost like a dance.

Role: Assassin, a soldier only when needed.

History:
Unlike most of the poor children who ended up in the Queen's army, Mercury wasn't born into poverty or offspring of hateful parents, the sole reason for his conception was to be sold to The Collector. He was born in a brothel, where the owner forced his desperate workers to have babies with the clientele so he could sell them for a few extra coins. The man preyed on those with harrowing circumstances so that the meagre cut he granted them was enough for them to stay. Mercury didn't know his mother or father, he didn't even have a name until he had been in the Queen's ranks for several years - he was simply known as 20940 prior to that, a label he now loathes, and still has no surname. He was given the name 'Mercury' by one of his tutors, it was after the Roman god of the same name who was thought to be clever and swift-footed - qualities the tutor believed the young boy to embody. Plus, he thought it was stupid to call someone by a bunch of numbers.

From an early age, Mercury always secretly felt like a nobody, he knew nothing of his lineage or what it was like to have a 'normal' childhood. He was a weapon, a means to an end, that was it. However, he yearned to be more, to make something of himself and not be another forgettable face amongst the thousands in the army. Rather than see the Queen as a motherly figure he saw her as his motivation, the ultimate stepping stone if you will. He wanted to achieve greatness like she had, have a name that everybody remembered like she had, have countless victories in combat like she had. Eventually though, he craved more than anything to be better than her, an impossible goal that would surely be the death of him. Frankly, Mercury believed the Queen knew this and stoked the fire within him, he liked to think she admired his strong longing for success and it just made him work harder. He was the little eight year old who would choose to continually practise his academics or be out running when the other kids would be sleeping, eating, or slacking off. Mercury buried his insecurities and layered it with self-confidence, moulding himself so that he didn't get in the way of his own ambition.

It made it so that when the time came for Mercury to begin his official military education at the tender age of 12, he was more than prepared for it. The process was practically tortuous and the teachers were unrelenting, yet he didn't complain once, he saw it as the best method to learn especially when it came to his silver ability. Raw talent alone wasn't enough to control his wind manipulation, it was a lot tougher than he anticipated and he was whipped for every time he messed up. It drove him to learn the ins and outs of it, all its capabilities and weaknesses, until he considered himself a master windweaver. Of course, Mercury wasn't foolish and knew that he couldn't solely rely on his ability, he believes there is always room for development and more to learn. He practised with all kinds of weaponry, debated tactics with the other children, kept on top his academics, and did just about anything else that would aid him in on his eternal mission of self-improvement. Honing his skills through myriad hours of training and studying, Mercury spent a lot of time on his own to fully dedicate himself to whatever he was doing.

When it came time to decide what role Mercury would have within the army, it was obvious by the areas he excelled in and his preference to work alone that he would considerably favour the assassin position. It was like he had finally found his calling. He is unfazed by killing, it's just what must be done, although he does find a certain thrill from seeing all his hard work put into action. As long as Mercury is earning a name for himself and proving to the Queen that he is one of her most valuable assets, he doesn't really care.
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How does your character feel about the queen?
The Queen is everything Mercury hopes to someday be, the inspiration behind his magnum opus.

How does your character feel about what they're doing in the name of the queen?
It comes with the job, Mercury has never known anything different.​