Post by Yen on Jul 24, 2011 17:33:05 GMT -5
Official Name: Elanorah Nekura
Nicknames: Ela (called by her siblings)
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Race: Xingese/Amestrian
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
(Working on Picture)
Appearance: Elanorah stands about 5'5", weights 125 lbs (more if you count her add ons), is rather lanky, and has an extremely pale complexion despite her Xingese heritage. She has a small muscle build despite her thin body, and wears a black latex suit that well defines her body. Small black leather boots contain her feet, while she generally covers the suit with an over sized black trench coat to keep from people staring. When not wearing the latex suit, she tends to wear a black (or violet) lace corset and black jeans (okay, she generally only wears black) with her usual boots. Elanorah wears her hair in a long braid that reaches the back of her knee, with onyx (sometimes they go silver) eyes being the last detail of her appearance.
Defining Features/ Disabilities: Elanorah has a peculiar fascination with mechanics, and has been known on many occasions to alter her body at the sight of her own blood using alchemy or hand held mechanics (believe it or not, it's a real mental disorder). When Elanorah is exposed to her own blood, her mind is compromised by a serious need to remove the parts that are bleeding, and replace them with a form of mechanized item that can complete the function properly without failure. For example, if she gets pricked by a thorn, and notices the blood, she feels that she must remove the skin, or in some cases the entire finger, and replace it with a mechanized finger that wouldn't have been damaged by the thorn. Essentially, she constantly feels that she has to upgrade, and the feeling is worsened at the sight of her own blood. She has completely replaced her left arm with mechanical parts (mechanical parts and other add ons, a process that took a long time, I'll show it in the coming pic), rewired her right arm (moved the nerves and veins so that she may take certain hits to her arm without loosing performance or accuracy), and altered her knees in both legs so that she may bend them further backwards without damage. Elanorah also suffers from a high level of psychosis, that often disrupts her speech patterns, giving it the term 'word salad', as well as several levels of post traumatic stress disorder.
Goals/Ambitions: Elanorah is completely obsessed with gaining power and finding the philosophers stone. She will kill anyone that gets in her way, and is hell bent on becoming the ultimate weapon, as well as bringing her brother and sister back to life, after creating the perfect world for them to live in.
History: Elanorah was born to a Xingese mother and an Amestrian father in Rush Valley, and would eventually become the eldest of three children. The family lived poorly, and after the birth of the third child, the mother began to live day to day on antidepressants until she began to use and abuse other drugs as an escape to the postpartum depression that she suffered. Elanorah and her two siblings, Shaunara and Nate, began to suffer immediately, as their father worked, and their mother no longer cared for them in the house.
Elanorah took the lead at twelve, caring for her two siblings as if she was the mother. She made it her responsibility to watch their every move, correcting them when necessary, and overseeing their schooling. Elanorah even began to ditch her own schooling in order to better watch her two younger siblings. She began to obsessively watch her siblings, fearing that even the slightest moment she wasn't watching them would lead to their demise, as they lived in a dangerous area.
After watching her siblings for a steady five years, their father passed away after a mining accident, leaving Elanorah practically alone to handle her needy siblings and depressed mother. The mother of the three panicked, and decided to poison the three in order to escape her responsibility, as she no longer had the necessary funding to pay for them. When Elanorah came home that night from shopping, she found her mother trying to offer her a drink, and her two siblings sleeping in their beds, having succumbed to the poison quickly. The seventeen year old quickly put the pieces of the puzzle together, realizing that her siblings were dead, and that her very own mother had finished them off.
In a fit of rage, Elanorah suffocated her mother, and fled from the house to Central, leaving the police to handle the rest. From the alleyways of central, she began to learn the ways of an assassin, as well as the existence of the philosophers stone. She had completely replaced her left arm by now, having realized the full extent of the disorder, and began to leave any kindness and remorse to the silent voices in the back of her head. To this day, she is still searching for the stone, with the intent of 'cleaning out' each and every city, and resurrecting her fallen siblings.
Personality: Elanorah is hateful, angry, and twisted on the outside and inside. She sees all human (spare her siblings and herself) beings as pathetic creatures, and merely food for the stone she intends to find. She hates most living beings, and a part of her fears that they could damage her siblings' survival in the 'new world' that she intends to build.
Weapons and Tools: Elanorah is well trained in any kind of knife, sword, gun, and kunai. She has hidden several knives and kunai along her clothes and coats, feeling that there will be many occasions that she cannot use alchemy to distort her opponent's body, twisting their bones and breaking them from the inside out before she delivers the final blow. Her favorite kind of alchemy relies on the steel components in the ground, quickly creating long spokes of steel that wind out and into her prey. If at all possible, she likes to slow down her prey so that she may torture them before she kills them.
Friends/Family: Elanorah has two siblings, both deceased, Shanaura and Nate. Her parents Yukira (mother) and Horace (father) are also both dead.
RP Sample: Night at Central meant many things for civilians and military members, it was a time for rest, a time to pray, a time to remember, and a time to fear. For Elanorah, it was always a time to hunt. Another moment would pass, but nothing would change. Just as night crept over the city, so would death reach it's hands out over those destined to perish by her hands tonight. Young, old, male, female, the variances and details made no difference, as each were toys, no! Intruders in this world. For now, they were meant to be deconstructed, as the assassin had to know more.
The body had always been something interesting to Elanorah, something that was designed to be invaded, and destroyed. Smiling, she picked over the corpse of the man she had killed. He was large, so there was plenty to go through as she slowly took him apart. The military was on the loose, searching for the villain who did such deeds, but she knew they were too foolish to notice her. All in black, sitting atop the roof with her prize. They had truly underestimated her climbing ability.
"Well, allmofinish... allmos. Almost finish." Elenorah managed to spit out, angered by her disability. It had been getting gradually worse, and she had difficulty explaining to the man why she meant to kill him. It didn't matter, in the new world, the only voices would belong to her siblings, and the 'chosen ones'. Those hand picked by her reincarnated siblings. Any action necessary could be completed without a word. She turned her attention back to the bloodied body of the man, happily taking in the scent of death.
As she worked, one of her needles fell out of it's pouch, and rolled down the roof, only to land on one of the balconies of the old house. Elanorah quickly moved to retrieve it, but all to late, as a young girl opened her window, and picked up the needle. Looking up, the child screamed, and Elanorah quickly reacted, not wasting a second. Before a single person inside or outside the house stirred from their drowsiness to hear the scream, Elanorah quickly placed her hand over the childs mouth, and ended her panic with a well placed knife.
"Perfect..." Elanorah mumbled as she rushed up the side of the roof, grabbing the carcass of the man she had slaughtered, and rushed, changing her hiding place atop the roofs. There was no exception for mistakes, but she had performed her task without alerting the others. And now, she had two corpses to work on...
Additional Information: Elanorah has broken her right arm a total of six times, but still refrains from replacing it as she feels that it's difficult to perform finer tasks with her automail arm. She also has difficulty killing those who resemble her siblings. Elanorah also generally refrains speaking to her victims, as she fears that the 'word salad' will distort her threats, and lessen their fear.
Thanks for reading, this lady's seriously messed up! O.O
Nicknames: Ela (called by her siblings)
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Race: Xingese/Amestrian
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
(Working on Picture)
Appearance: Elanorah stands about 5'5", weights 125 lbs (more if you count her add ons), is rather lanky, and has an extremely pale complexion despite her Xingese heritage. She has a small muscle build despite her thin body, and wears a black latex suit that well defines her body. Small black leather boots contain her feet, while she generally covers the suit with an over sized black trench coat to keep from people staring. When not wearing the latex suit, she tends to wear a black (or violet) lace corset and black jeans (okay, she generally only wears black) with her usual boots. Elanorah wears her hair in a long braid that reaches the back of her knee, with onyx (sometimes they go silver) eyes being the last detail of her appearance.
Defining Features/ Disabilities: Elanorah has a peculiar fascination with mechanics, and has been known on many occasions to alter her body at the sight of her own blood using alchemy or hand held mechanics (believe it or not, it's a real mental disorder). When Elanorah is exposed to her own blood, her mind is compromised by a serious need to remove the parts that are bleeding, and replace them with a form of mechanized item that can complete the function properly without failure. For example, if she gets pricked by a thorn, and notices the blood, she feels that she must remove the skin, or in some cases the entire finger, and replace it with a mechanized finger that wouldn't have been damaged by the thorn. Essentially, she constantly feels that she has to upgrade, and the feeling is worsened at the sight of her own blood. She has completely replaced her left arm with mechanical parts (mechanical parts and other add ons, a process that took a long time, I'll show it in the coming pic), rewired her right arm (moved the nerves and veins so that she may take certain hits to her arm without loosing performance or accuracy), and altered her knees in both legs so that she may bend them further backwards without damage. Elanorah also suffers from a high level of psychosis, that often disrupts her speech patterns, giving it the term 'word salad', as well as several levels of post traumatic stress disorder.
Goals/Ambitions: Elanorah is completely obsessed with gaining power and finding the philosophers stone. She will kill anyone that gets in her way, and is hell bent on becoming the ultimate weapon, as well as bringing her brother and sister back to life, after creating the perfect world for them to live in.
History: Elanorah was born to a Xingese mother and an Amestrian father in Rush Valley, and would eventually become the eldest of three children. The family lived poorly, and after the birth of the third child, the mother began to live day to day on antidepressants until she began to use and abuse other drugs as an escape to the postpartum depression that she suffered. Elanorah and her two siblings, Shaunara and Nate, began to suffer immediately, as their father worked, and their mother no longer cared for them in the house.
Elanorah took the lead at twelve, caring for her two siblings as if she was the mother. She made it her responsibility to watch their every move, correcting them when necessary, and overseeing their schooling. Elanorah even began to ditch her own schooling in order to better watch her two younger siblings. She began to obsessively watch her siblings, fearing that even the slightest moment she wasn't watching them would lead to their demise, as they lived in a dangerous area.
After watching her siblings for a steady five years, their father passed away after a mining accident, leaving Elanorah practically alone to handle her needy siblings and depressed mother. The mother of the three panicked, and decided to poison the three in order to escape her responsibility, as she no longer had the necessary funding to pay for them. When Elanorah came home that night from shopping, she found her mother trying to offer her a drink, and her two siblings sleeping in their beds, having succumbed to the poison quickly. The seventeen year old quickly put the pieces of the puzzle together, realizing that her siblings were dead, and that her very own mother had finished them off.
In a fit of rage, Elanorah suffocated her mother, and fled from the house to Central, leaving the police to handle the rest. From the alleyways of central, she began to learn the ways of an assassin, as well as the existence of the philosophers stone. She had completely replaced her left arm by now, having realized the full extent of the disorder, and began to leave any kindness and remorse to the silent voices in the back of her head. To this day, she is still searching for the stone, with the intent of 'cleaning out' each and every city, and resurrecting her fallen siblings.
Personality: Elanorah is hateful, angry, and twisted on the outside and inside. She sees all human (spare her siblings and herself) beings as pathetic creatures, and merely food for the stone she intends to find. She hates most living beings, and a part of her fears that they could damage her siblings' survival in the 'new world' that she intends to build.
Weapons and Tools: Elanorah is well trained in any kind of knife, sword, gun, and kunai. She has hidden several knives and kunai along her clothes and coats, feeling that there will be many occasions that she cannot use alchemy to distort her opponent's body, twisting their bones and breaking them from the inside out before she delivers the final blow. Her favorite kind of alchemy relies on the steel components in the ground, quickly creating long spokes of steel that wind out and into her prey. If at all possible, she likes to slow down her prey so that she may torture them before she kills them.
Friends/Family: Elanorah has two siblings, both deceased, Shanaura and Nate. Her parents Yukira (mother) and Horace (father) are also both dead.
RP Sample: Night at Central meant many things for civilians and military members, it was a time for rest, a time to pray, a time to remember, and a time to fear. For Elanorah, it was always a time to hunt. Another moment would pass, but nothing would change. Just as night crept over the city, so would death reach it's hands out over those destined to perish by her hands tonight. Young, old, male, female, the variances and details made no difference, as each were toys, no! Intruders in this world. For now, they were meant to be deconstructed, as the assassin had to know more.
The body had always been something interesting to Elanorah, something that was designed to be invaded, and destroyed. Smiling, she picked over the corpse of the man she had killed. He was large, so there was plenty to go through as she slowly took him apart. The military was on the loose, searching for the villain who did such deeds, but she knew they were too foolish to notice her. All in black, sitting atop the roof with her prize. They had truly underestimated her climbing ability.
"Well, allmofinish... allmos. Almost finish." Elenorah managed to spit out, angered by her disability. It had been getting gradually worse, and she had difficulty explaining to the man why she meant to kill him. It didn't matter, in the new world, the only voices would belong to her siblings, and the 'chosen ones'. Those hand picked by her reincarnated siblings. Any action necessary could be completed without a word. She turned her attention back to the bloodied body of the man, happily taking in the scent of death.
As she worked, one of her needles fell out of it's pouch, and rolled down the roof, only to land on one of the balconies of the old house. Elanorah quickly moved to retrieve it, but all to late, as a young girl opened her window, and picked up the needle. Looking up, the child screamed, and Elanorah quickly reacted, not wasting a second. Before a single person inside or outside the house stirred from their drowsiness to hear the scream, Elanorah quickly placed her hand over the childs mouth, and ended her panic with a well placed knife.
"Perfect..." Elanorah mumbled as she rushed up the side of the roof, grabbing the carcass of the man she had slaughtered, and rushed, changing her hiding place atop the roofs. There was no exception for mistakes, but she had performed her task without alerting the others. And now, she had two corpses to work on...
Additional Information: Elanorah has broken her right arm a total of six times, but still refrains from replacing it as she feels that it's difficult to perform finer tasks with her automail arm. She also has difficulty killing those who resemble her siblings. Elanorah also generally refrains speaking to her victims, as she fears that the 'word salad' will distort her threats, and lessen their fear.
Thanks for reading, this lady's seriously messed up! O.O
