Post by renegade on Mar 13, 2011 14:09:26 GMT -5
KISHIN EGG
[/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]Name: Neir Noctison
Alias: Braegnok.
Gender: Male.
Age: Early 30's, by the looks of things.
Appearance: Neir is a man of medium build, with musculature befitting that of military personel. His hair is a dull black, with a touch of gray showing at the roots. His cheeks have curved horizontal slashes curling up to his ears, stitched together crudely with what appears to be fence-wiring. His teeth are the crude jagged embodiments of a kishin, built for devouring the souls of the innocent. Within his eye sockets rests a pair of milky white optics, that leak a phosphoric green light at times. He was a beautiful man at one point, but now he is but a twisted shade of the human he once was. Though he still dresses like a business-man, as his normal attire of a pinstriped black and gray suit portrays.
Personality: Neir is a quiet man, never betraying his thoughts with a slip of the tongue. He prefers silence to the sound of a voice, and is known to stitch the mouths of his victims shut before he eats their soul. He fears loud noises, retreating from the most harmless of meals in the past due to the fact that they scream far too loud. On account of this, he abhors all music wholesale for smooth classical work. A love of serenity that is strange within a kishin is evident, though that is the source of his madness. He aims to silence the entire world, so he can finally be alone in pure silence.
Neir loves young people. He enjoys their spirit, their energy, and most of all. . . The texture of their souls. The vibrancy that accompanies the souls of the youth is invigorating to him, despite their love for obnoxious music and unorthodox clothing. On account of this adoration for kids, he tends to gravitate towards schools (wholesale for Shibusen, where he is more than likely going to be attacked upon arrival,) in order to observe and choose a proper soul to be eaten.
Axes. All forms of axes are a enjoyed by Neir. He constantly carries a hatchet with him as his weapon of choice, and has accrued plenty of experience as an Axe-Meister before throwing away his opportunity to actually become a meister. He lacked weapon-blood, and his thirst for souls was far too great for him to eschew that and become a noble lacky to Shinigami. He much preferred the thought of butchering his victims and claiming the souls for himself. Because of his love of axe-weapons, he will often target their meisters in order to steal them for himself. He relishes the texture of an Axe-Weapon's soul far more than the soul of any other.
History: Neir was born in a silent room, accompanied by his parents. They were deaf, so his childhood was spent in perpetual silence. He found that he loved the absence of sound, and relished in having clear thoughts. He was a well-mannered boy, home schooled until he hit puberty. His passage into public schools was disastrous. The class room was so loud, and everyone was so energetic and annoying.
He exploded. He stabbed the nearest student to death with his pencil, screaming for him to shut up at the top of his lungs. With the silence interrupted, the madness within him swelled until that singular murderous eruption. His hazel eyes flashed with rage as he continued driving the instrument into the chest of the child, until finally an officer pulled him away.
At the age of eleven, his silent parents were torn away from him, and he was placed into another silent place: an orphanage for the mentally unstable. Within his room, he covered the plain white walls in a single word in his own blood: 'Quiet.'
After adequate 'progress' had been made made, he was released into a foster family that would raise him on the right path. A young couple whose names Neir could never recall spoke very little, wholesale for their nightly discussions about something called a Key-shin. He never thought much of it, until it came crashing through the front door. The struggle between his foster parents and the monster lasted for what seemed hours, his surrogate father transforming into a gleaming black battle-axe to fend off the creature.
After all was said and done, a red orb floated in the air; and his foster parents were dying from their mortal wounds. Neir paid no mind to them, and latched his hand around the soul. Instinct overwhelmed him. He tilted his head back, and dropped it into his mouth.
A year later, Neir spent his time researching souls and weapons. He had recruited a boy around his age to work as his partner, he was an obnoxious boy that could also transform into an axe, though not one nearly as grand as his former foster-father. He aimed to join Shibusen, and become an Axe Meister. . . Until he found that any souls he claimed were to be forfeited to the academy. He tossed that plan out the window, and his partner aimed to go anyway: He didn't need Neir. There were always more partners.
Neir devoured his soul too, just like all the rest.
His teeth became jagged. His eyes lost color, and over time, he tore his cheeks apart for the simple process of devouring souls more efficiently. He would hack and cleave his way through humanity until he secured enough power to make it all silent. He aimed to bathe himself in it.
And he will.
Abilities:
- Flames of Helheim - Neir splits his cheeks and drops his jaw down low as he vomits forth the blackened flames of his madness. The flames make no sound, and seem to be sentient. They only remain alive for about thirty seconds, long enough to lash out at Neir's opponent. The flames bear an inky black hue. (Jaws of the Fenris required.)
- Jaw of the Fenris - As Neir's jaw slackens and extends, his teeth grow bolder and harder, sharpening into wicked daggers. He inhales sharply, concentrating his wavelength into his mouth. This is a passive ability.
- Axe of Braegnok - A weapon born of the foul Flames of Helheim concentrates and hardens within his hand, gaining an extended period of life. The Axe is large and twisted, ready to cleave through opponents. The edge of the blade vibrates and begins to heat up exponentially, allowing it to slice through stone and soft metals, such as aluminum and silver. The Axe is only temporary, lasting for no more than fifteen minutes. Any longer than that begins to take a physical toll on Neir's body, causing his flesh to wither from the hand up. (Requires Flames of Helheim.)
- Strings of Loki - Flames erupt from Neir's jaw and take the form of a humanoid. The flames mimic his movements, and act as a puppet. Neir can not move from his current position while using the ability, making it more useful as a diversion than a full fledged attack. The puppet is a manifestation of his Soul's wavelength, but can do little damage aside from small cuts and minor burns. It is an effective shield if necessary.
- Wrath of the Vanir - Neir's ace in the hole. It drains a vast majority of his strength, but does immense damage to his surroundings. Flames pour forth from his body, covering him. It hardens and pulls itself tightly against him, enhancing his physical strength and speed, and making him virtually invulnerable from strikes from normal weapons. Neir can not hold this ability for too long, as it scorches his skin and has a possibility of damaging his soul.
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OOC
[/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]Name: Call me Renegade.
Age: Seventeen.
RP Experience: Eight Years.
Password: Bobcat.
RP Sample: A RP sample of you RPing this exact character.
