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Mana In the name of Khorne, I shall punish you!~ Personal Name: Ashira (Ash) Aria Tsukihana Age: 32 Gender: Female Class: Trickster Rank: D-rank Guild: Guildless Tattoo: Maroon, outlined with pink - labial mucosa Face: Haruna - Kantai Appearance Height: 5’7’’ Weight: Unknown Hair: Jet Black Eyes: Red/golden Overall: When she isn't dressed up as a guy, she wears rather girly-like clothes. Her build is rather curvy and athletic. Her skin is rather peachy and pale. When dressed as a guy, she never wears anything that goes above her chest area. Sometimes she does wear rather tomboy clothes if not her butler suit. Feminine Appearance
Male Appearance (Ash)
Extra: Due to her relation with Khorne, she has a tattoo in the middle of her chest of his symbol. After being taken to some unknown village, they made her dress and wear wraps to be a boy. Ever since then she does hide that she's a woman, unless at home or with someone she trusts. When as a boy, she uses the name Ash. Personality Personality: Feminine According to her voice she sounds rather chirpy and happy most of the time. She easily finds things interesting and likes to write about all. Sometimes she does get clueless when it comes to simply stuff like love and feelings towards another. When that does happen, usually a godly dark man voice (her male personality) gives her advice and words when she's too slow to notice. Her heart is very pure till another part of her that was created by her god controls her (which is her male personality). Her voice is rather soft and childish when she talks to strangers unless she's serious. When she is serious Ashira talks in a dark womanly voice like some vampire seductress. Easily she gets flustered even though she is clueless when it comes to boys. Male Personality When she becomes a he in a dressing manner, her outlook on things change rather drastically. Unlike the female personality, she is rather calm and thoughtful on how to please herself. She is logical on situations when it comes to the opposite gender as well as the same gender. Due to her not really trusting people, she hides her distant self from her victims. She enjoys being rather neat, but isn't afraid to get dirty either when it comes to battle. Truly she is selfish to her own desires with no care of what happens to the victims of her sins. An example of this is of her slaughtering beings for their blood to bathe in and her god. Likes:
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Magic Magic Name: Platonic Ditto Magic Magic Element: NA Magic Description: The magic feeds off her inner self and makes her wishes become real as long as it isn't made out of nothing. It uses ethernano particles to create such things. She may give the object color of her choosing as well as use it upon herself (by spell). The objects form from weapons, typical uses of everyday things (like a frying pan :D) and more by spells. The 'object' itself does not have to be quite solid as she's able to make it gas-like and liquid yet not water related. Another ability that the magic gives is the ability to contact one within rank distance through thought if that becomes the users wishes (through spell). This magic is more of an offense, defense and supplementary magic more than anything else, but it does supply a self-speed buff. History History: An eclipse arose as two children were given birth to within an old shack. The shack was in the middle of nowhere within a forest that most were afraid to go into. Although that is true there was a small town in which the children were born in. As the first one was picked up she had lovely hair and beautiful eyes. After she was cleaned, the second was picked up. Something was different about the second one though as a mark was engraved as a birthmark upon the mid part of her chest. The child's eyes were glowing red while her hair was a grey-silver color. The mother looked at her with fear, but the father had no idea on what it meant. They named her Ashira Airai Tsukihana. While she became the age of five she would walk along with her sister, her mother and her father. She loved her sister more than anything in the world, but something felt off. Out of nowhere she was alone in the forest, left. It was dark and she had no idea on where to go nor where she was. As she was about to cry her right eye would glow red. 'Don't be weak and tear. Get up and fight the darkness. Conquer it.' spoke a dark voice. She would look around scared and afraid. She wasn’t sure on where it was coming from. A strange heat arose within her as she stood. The darkness was easily seen as she walked forward. Her arms wrapped around herself as she traveled throughout the forest. As she walked home her eyes would light up to see that her house was on fire. Quickly she would run and in the middle on the way to her house, her sister was on the ground. Men were creeping towards them with smirks of thirst as they patted crowbars into their other hand. ‘No mercy my child.’ The dark male voice spoke within her thoughts. Her head nodded as her mind went then blank. Finally she woke up and saw only women around. Where was she exactly? Some of them looked at her somewhat scared even though truly Ashira felt scared herself. ‘’Who are you people?’’ she questioned and turned to see her twin in the other bed, sleeping. She wasn’t quite sure on what happened after she blanked out, but here she was safe..or was she? ''Blood for the blood god! Skulls for the Skull Throne!'' - the chants that never died nor will ever go away. The next day the women were glad that no one saw them bring the girls in. Due to their type of town, the women had them dress up as boys. The females within the town were treated like slaves as men were kind of worshiped. In return for the women protecting her and her sister, they claimed them as all men got to claim an unclaimed female. As the time flew on by she became older. A walk within the dark woods she would find a group of people watching within the woods. Who were they and why were they watching? Next thing she knew she was bagged up. Waking up she was in some cave-like area. Candles were around with decorated skulls. Where was she? What was this?!! Her wrists were shackled to some circular stone table, decorated with some bloodied stones on the ends. Her ankles were bounded by chains as she sat upon the table itself. There were people around her in a circle formation and all she could hear was ''Blood for the blood god! Skulls for the Skull Throne!'' - the chants that never died. Truly they never did die till one walked up to her with a smirk and blade in one hand, he would shred her clothes. As they did the mark would glow. What was this mark exactly? The one she had since birth...the one that they stopped for. They stood in front of her as she was afraid at first. They would back off and question her of the mark. ''I just had this since birth...What does it mean?'' she would question. ''We are the cult of our god, Khorne. You hold a mark of him!'' the one who seemed to be leader claimed. Ever since then she would never hear from her sister again as later that day, she sacrificed her to the very god who gave her that mark and saved her life. She later learned to bathe in blood of her enemies as she was marked, chosen in their eyes. As they were gifted with skulls for the skull throne, she was gifted and quenched by blood. They then told her the stories of an older woman who favored Khorne. One who would have lovers and if she had a child, she'd leave it for the wolves. It made her remember her mothers story of what her caretaker told her of how she found her. Could this woman be her grandmother? Ashira became older as she was within her 20's and beyond. She traveled as a guy with the secret of all her experiences and sacrifices. One simple day she did meet an interesting one as she drank. Her name was Nastasya as they had a full day of drinking and chatting. Truly she was her first to have a simple talk, perhaps a friend that wasn't about anything else other than a talk...company. Continuously she would go in search for her grandmother or one who could be her...not knowing what she looks like - besides old. |
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