Post by Akanyara on Sept 18, 2008 17:29:05 GMT -5
Your Name: Risk
Your Age: 15
Canon or Custom Character: Custom
RP Experience: about 2 years
Rules Password: killerbeesandbumbletrees
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NPC or PC: PC
Real- Life Character Name: Amanda
Ymaggion Character Name: Akanyara Tinarshi
Alias: Yara
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Nationality: American
Rank: Delta
Strengths/Weaknesses: Logical, intelligent, sharp-tongued, quick-witted**Very fast and agile, much stronger than she appears, high pain tolerance // Short temper, fast to fight, offended fairly easily, trustless**Partially blind in her left eye, bad knees (lock if bent for too long and always sore)
Clothing/Armor: Yara wears clothing that reflects her "don't-touch-me" attitude. Her usual shirt, a sleeveless top that fits her body tightly, has two thin straps that then criss-cross over her back. The back of the shirt falls low and has only a couple of inches of fabric to guard her skin. The top ends about two inches above her pants. These are always in dark colors
Below the shirt is a pair of black cargo pants. She simply has many different pairs of these in the same style, but she will occasionally wear a lighter pair of khaki cargos. She plays up her shape with lighter colored and sometimes wild belts that fall across her waist for intrigue. Even though cargo pants don’t typically have a shape to them, these fit her just right and make her look perfect.
As for shoes, she has one pair. Black leather combat boots that rise up to the middle of her calf and lace tightly. They are worn with age, but still tough and definitely well cared for.
She wears black leather gloves at all times that cover her hands and rise to the middle of her forearm. On the top of each glove on her hand there is an intricate design that wraps around and jaggedly ends over her palms. On her right arm there is a thin black band with red edges. Crossing over whatever belt she has chosen to wear on the given day is another, heavier one that holds her weaponry. A long, curved dagger rides at her left hip, and the golden hilt of a two-handed sword shines on her right.
She wears a necklace with silver chain that has a wolf made of black diamond embedded in a silver plating that overlaps the edges.
Physical Appearance: Yara is a very tall girl. She stands at six feet and two inches, her legs and torso both relatively high. She is thin, weighing in at around 108 pounds. Her long hair falls around the small of her back, but is often flipped over her shoulder or loosely tied up. Her bangs sweep across her forehead, about chin length, covering up a part of her left eye. She has full lips but proportional to her small mouth, and a small nose that fits nicely in her soft but stern face.
Yara, though thin, has a fairly large bust which she can thank her family for. The rest of her family passes down a thicker frame compared to her small one, but she was lucky enough to escape with just the right curves. Her physique is well defined even when not in use, and her core muscles are easily seen. She has fair skin, but not paper white and pale. A few freckles spot her cheeks but only add to her beauty.
She has a clearly visible scar running through her left eye, and another across her bottom lip. These come only from her past and not from her many battles.
She has grey eyes, black, glossy hair, long fingers, thin eyebrows, and rough hands though she has them covered most of the time. A single tattoo runs across her back, a heart with bat-like wings, a symbol of her independence and attitude.
Personality: Yara is a quiet person, but very much opinionated. She’s not afraid to hurt your feelings, and she will if you don’t watch yourself. She’s blunt, and doesn’t just hint around at things. If she wants to tell you something she will. She’s always angry, and rarely makes it easy to talk to her. But her mysterious ways tend to draw people in, and make them want to try. She doesn’t like to run people off unless they aren’t worth her time, so for the most part she holds her tongue when snide comments bite at the back of throat to be released.
It’s hard to get into her heart, and not a single man has succeeded in doing so as of yet. If she gets her mind set on a guy though, she will wait for him until there is no chance left for her, even if it means heartbreak in the end. She’s got this stubborn will with a lot of things though, and doesn’t give up on anything until it’s simply impossible in her own mind. With a lot of effort and some patience, you could befriend her, and when that happens, it’s going to be really difficult to harm you. She’ll have your back even if it means her own neck.
Equipment: A large two-handed sword and a long curved dagger. Sometimes a bow and arrow but vary rarely.
Miscellaneous Items: In a small pouch on her weapons belt Yara keeps a whet stone for sharpening her blades, and she also carries a small emerald carving of a hawk.
Elemental Affinity: Small amount of darkness ability
Special Abilities: Yara is built for sudden battles and that is why she wears no armor and carries only minor weaponry. She has the ability to conjure Shadow Fire, a small ball of black plasma that when tossed at an opponent burns them from within.
Transformations: Shadow Walker:
When enough energy is built up in a battle, Yara can transform into a Shadow Walker, a form of demonic creature that is built black from the top of their head down. In this form she also has long silver claws and a whip-like tail with blades on the end. Though not unharmable in this form, she does get a significant armor boost and her darkness ability increases.
When in the Shadow Walker form, she can perform a technique called Dark Swipe. This is a lunge roll toward the opponent and a rake at the belly with her claws. Under certain circumstances those claws can excreet a poisonous venom. The venom is not fatal but significantly weakens the opponent.
All effects on the opponent received from the Shadow Walker form are released once she morphs back.
Techniques:
1. Tear Jerker
2. Fear Induction
3. Thorn Dagger
4. Moon Fire
5. Dark Swipe
6. Spite
7. Heart Breaker
Super Techniques:
1. Death Induction
2. Mind Breaker
Battle Style: Yara is basically a rogue. Her tactics are unclean, she fights dirty, and will literally stab you in the back if you turn it to her. She is not afraid to hurt your feelings, it's part of who she is, and if she was fighting you in the first place, you probably pissed her off enough that she's not going to give you a break because your sword fell to the ground.
Companions: At times a large black wolf can be found at her side.
History: Amanda, as a young girl, was continualy beaten by her father. At the age of thirteen she'd finally had enough and packed up her things to leave, including a laptop computer and charger. At around age 15 she discovered the world of Ymaggion and created her character, basing its appearance off of what she believed she should look like. At age seventeen she got her tattoo and imaged it onto her character.
Yara has become a mercenary in the game and though her services are rarely needed she is very good at what she does.
RP Example:
Extra:
Big train rolling down the line
Makes me lonely
Sometimes I wish to ride away
Sometimes I want to ride away
Yeah
Big plane flying through the clouds
Makes me worry
Sometimes I wish to fly away
Sometimes I want to fly away
But you can't judge a book
Looking at the cover
You can't love someone
While messing with another
No, you can't win a war
Fighting with your brother
You wanna have peace
Gotta love one another
Big guns lighting up the sky
Makes me worry
Sometimes I wish to run away
Sometimes I want to run away
But you can't judge a book
Looking at the cover
You can't love someone
While messing with another
No, you can't win a war
Fighting with your brother
You wanna have peace
Gotta love one another
I have seen my brothers
In ashes on the ground
And maybe in a new life
We can turn this thing around
But you can't judge a book
Looking at the cover
You can't love someone
While messing with another
No, you can't win a war
Fighting with your brother
You wanna have peace
Gotta love one another
No you can't judge a book
Gotta love one another
Can't judge a book
No you can't judge a book
"I hold your fears in my hand." -- Akanyara Tinarshi
Your Age: 15
Canon or Custom Character: Custom
RP Experience: about 2 years
Rules Password: killerbeesandbumbletrees
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NPC or PC: PC
Real- Life Character Name: Amanda
Ymaggion Character Name: Akanyara Tinarshi
Alias: Yara
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Nationality: American
Rank: Delta
Strengths/Weaknesses: Logical, intelligent, sharp-tongued, quick-witted**Very fast and agile, much stronger than she appears, high pain tolerance // Short temper, fast to fight, offended fairly easily, trustless**Partially blind in her left eye, bad knees (lock if bent for too long and always sore)
Clothing/Armor: Yara wears clothing that reflects her "don't-touch-me" attitude. Her usual shirt, a sleeveless top that fits her body tightly, has two thin straps that then criss-cross over her back. The back of the shirt falls low and has only a couple of inches of fabric to guard her skin. The top ends about two inches above her pants. These are always in dark colors
Below the shirt is a pair of black cargo pants. She simply has many different pairs of these in the same style, but she will occasionally wear a lighter pair of khaki cargos. She plays up her shape with lighter colored and sometimes wild belts that fall across her waist for intrigue. Even though cargo pants don’t typically have a shape to them, these fit her just right and make her look perfect.
As for shoes, she has one pair. Black leather combat boots that rise up to the middle of her calf and lace tightly. They are worn with age, but still tough and definitely well cared for.
She wears black leather gloves at all times that cover her hands and rise to the middle of her forearm. On the top of each glove on her hand there is an intricate design that wraps around and jaggedly ends over her palms. On her right arm there is a thin black band with red edges. Crossing over whatever belt she has chosen to wear on the given day is another, heavier one that holds her weaponry. A long, curved dagger rides at her left hip, and the golden hilt of a two-handed sword shines on her right.
She wears a necklace with silver chain that has a wolf made of black diamond embedded in a silver plating that overlaps the edges.
Physical Appearance: Yara is a very tall girl. She stands at six feet and two inches, her legs and torso both relatively high. She is thin, weighing in at around 108 pounds. Her long hair falls around the small of her back, but is often flipped over her shoulder or loosely tied up. Her bangs sweep across her forehead, about chin length, covering up a part of her left eye. She has full lips but proportional to her small mouth, and a small nose that fits nicely in her soft but stern face.
Yara, though thin, has a fairly large bust which she can thank her family for. The rest of her family passes down a thicker frame compared to her small one, but she was lucky enough to escape with just the right curves. Her physique is well defined even when not in use, and her core muscles are easily seen. She has fair skin, but not paper white and pale. A few freckles spot her cheeks but only add to her beauty.
She has a clearly visible scar running through her left eye, and another across her bottom lip. These come only from her past and not from her many battles.
She has grey eyes, black, glossy hair, long fingers, thin eyebrows, and rough hands though she has them covered most of the time. A single tattoo runs across her back, a heart with bat-like wings, a symbol of her independence and attitude.
Personality: Yara is a quiet person, but very much opinionated. She’s not afraid to hurt your feelings, and she will if you don’t watch yourself. She’s blunt, and doesn’t just hint around at things. If she wants to tell you something she will. She’s always angry, and rarely makes it easy to talk to her. But her mysterious ways tend to draw people in, and make them want to try. She doesn’t like to run people off unless they aren’t worth her time, so for the most part she holds her tongue when snide comments bite at the back of throat to be released.
It’s hard to get into her heart, and not a single man has succeeded in doing so as of yet. If she gets her mind set on a guy though, she will wait for him until there is no chance left for her, even if it means heartbreak in the end. She’s got this stubborn will with a lot of things though, and doesn’t give up on anything until it’s simply impossible in her own mind. With a lot of effort and some patience, you could befriend her, and when that happens, it’s going to be really difficult to harm you. She’ll have your back even if it means her own neck.
Equipment: A large two-handed sword and a long curved dagger. Sometimes a bow and arrow but vary rarely.
Miscellaneous Items: In a small pouch on her weapons belt Yara keeps a whet stone for sharpening her blades, and she also carries a small emerald carving of a hawk.
Elemental Affinity: Small amount of darkness ability
Special Abilities: Yara is built for sudden battles and that is why she wears no armor and carries only minor weaponry. She has the ability to conjure Shadow Fire, a small ball of black plasma that when tossed at an opponent burns them from within.
Transformations: Shadow Walker:
When enough energy is built up in a battle, Yara can transform into a Shadow Walker, a form of demonic creature that is built black from the top of their head down. In this form she also has long silver claws and a whip-like tail with blades on the end. Though not unharmable in this form, she does get a significant armor boost and her darkness ability increases.
When in the Shadow Walker form, she can perform a technique called Dark Swipe. This is a lunge roll toward the opponent and a rake at the belly with her claws. Under certain circumstances those claws can excreet a poisonous venom. The venom is not fatal but significantly weakens the opponent.
All effects on the opponent received from the Shadow Walker form are released once she morphs back.
Techniques:
1. Tear Jerker
2. Fear Induction
3. Thorn Dagger
4. Moon Fire
5. Dark Swipe
6. Spite
7. Heart Breaker
Super Techniques:
1. Death Induction
2. Mind Breaker
Battle Style: Yara is basically a rogue. Her tactics are unclean, she fights dirty, and will literally stab you in the back if you turn it to her. She is not afraid to hurt your feelings, it's part of who she is, and if she was fighting you in the first place, you probably pissed her off enough that she's not going to give you a break because your sword fell to the ground.
Companions: At times a large black wolf can be found at her side.
History: Amanda, as a young girl, was continualy beaten by her father. At the age of thirteen she'd finally had enough and packed up her things to leave, including a laptop computer and charger. At around age 15 she discovered the world of Ymaggion and created her character, basing its appearance off of what she believed she should look like. At age seventeen she got her tattoo and imaged it onto her character.
Yara has become a mercenary in the game and though her services are rarely needed she is very good at what she does.
RP Example:
Rain poured from the sky, soaking the long black hair of a girl walking along the path through town. Her head was down, shunning the world around her as though it never had existed. A puddle in her path did not slow her steps and she simply stepped through it. The water soaked the bottoms of her pant legs but did not intrude upon her skin or socks. She had those lovely boots to thank for that. Hate was in her heart at present, the darkness of a coming battle in her heart. Her belts crossed over her waist, weighing down her pants but holding them securely to her waist. The sword at her side clanked securely as she walked, making her feel untouchable, the dagger weightlessly gleaming at her as if it was baring its teeth.
These weapons, her friends, were ready to fight.
It had been set for today, a battle between her and another mercenary; he had stolen her job and taken her payment from her, her livelihood. She slowed down now, her steps falling more quietly as she slipped into an alleyway and disappeared into shadows, “Kintori, come out of the shadows, a true rogue is not afraid to face the sword.” She snarled her words at the shape that hid in the corner of the lane, her tongue lashing out sharply much like her weapons would lash at his heart just moments from now.
His breathing told her of his fear, his hesitation of his insecurity. He was unsure of himself, it was clear to her, and this very concern would be his downfall. Finally the shadowy figure revealed himself.
Akanyara drew her sword.
Extra:
Big train rolling down the line
Makes me lonely
Sometimes I wish to ride away
Sometimes I want to ride away
Yeah
Big plane flying through the clouds
Makes me worry
Sometimes I wish to fly away
Sometimes I want to fly away
But you can't judge a book
Looking at the cover
You can't love someone
While messing with another
No, you can't win a war
Fighting with your brother
You wanna have peace
Gotta love one another
Big guns lighting up the sky
Makes me worry
Sometimes I wish to run away
Sometimes I want to run away
But you can't judge a book
Looking at the cover
You can't love someone
While messing with another
No, you can't win a war
Fighting with your brother
You wanna have peace
Gotta love one another
I have seen my brothers
In ashes on the ground
And maybe in a new life
We can turn this thing around
But you can't judge a book
Looking at the cover
You can't love someone
While messing with another
No, you can't win a war
Fighting with your brother
You wanna have peace
Gotta love one another
No you can't judge a book
Gotta love one another
Can't judge a book
No you can't judge a book
"I hold your fears in my hand." -- Akanyara Tinarshi
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