Post by mao on Apr 25, 2010 15:08:40 GMT -5
Basics
Name:Kyrasuna Stargazer
Nickname: Kyra
Gender:Female
Age: 23
From the Outside In
Appearance:
Kyra appears to be a little short for a Gardevoir. When stood side by side with other, typical Gardevoirs, she is half a foot shorter, and a bit slimmer. She tends to have a kind, nice look about her all the time, even when fighting, and very rarely shows any kind of displeasure. She always appears to be at ease, even in tense situations *And whether or not she is at ease* And will great even death-threats with a smile.
Her Psychic Aura, on the other hand *For those that can see/feel it* Is a constant angry, tormented red that is always in a constant flux with 'cracks' in it, indicating something less then stable was running it. The Red-Black coloration is predominate in her aura, with black overwhelming the entire outside of the aura. The only time when the Aura predominately changes color is in battle, and thats only when others are getting hurt. During these times, the 'cracks' disappear and depending on the level of pain being inflicted, the aura will go from light powdery blue, to deep neon blue.
Some identifiable marks on her body is several scars all over her left hand/arm, a barely noticeable scar right underneath her left eye, and several notches in her sensitive fin on her back. She limps, slightly on her right leg, though it doesn't appear to be to noticeable, or to hinder her to much. These only somewhat indicate what she has been through in the past.
Personality:
Kyra has a extreme hatred for certain evil Teams, and will go out of her way to capture and torment them, if possible. Quite unstable mentally, she can go from calm, to raging made in a matter of moments, with seemingly no connection between each episode, no reason why such things happened. When not angry *Or out to kill someone* She is nice, kind, and helpful. When hunting, she is drive, single-minded, and ruthless, willing to attack anything that gets in her way...even if its someone being used as a hostage. Her desire for revenge overrides her reason.
Around humans she doesn't know, and is unsure about, she will appear to be Shy, even reclusive, and antisocial. Shivering whenever a new person gets close enough to touch her, though she will stare defiantly, and without shyness at anybody around her.
Around other pokemon she doesn't suffer the shiver or hatred effect, and unless one knew what had happened to her before hand, one might think that she was just a normal, if slightly injured Gardevoir.
Origin:
Kyra doesn't know which region, town, or route she belongs to. Even before she was born, her egg was stolen by a mysterious team who's emblem is a circle with a upside down V inside of it.
Bio:
Kyra never knew a free life. From her hatching, her life was controlled by a mysterious Team of deranged and evil humans who's goal it was, was to find out the limits of everythings capacity to withstand pain and torment. These horrid creatures tormented her from birth, both physically *With pain* and mentally *Through other, equally twisted psychic pokemon who fed off her pain* Day in and day out, they would find new means to torment her, new puzzles and tests that would end with her withering on the ground, screaming in pain.
Each morning she would wake up, refreshed, and healed, only to go through it again, and again. Sometimes the tests where simple pain-threshold management where they would find a spot, and do something to cause pain, and leave it that way for hours.
Through the torment, she was gaining experience such as it was, and quickly grew tougher. A mistake on her part, as she lived long enough to actually gain the attention of some of the Dark Teams trainers. One particular trainer, a male *She thinks. They all wore masks, and had put some kind of device on her that limited psychic powers* decided that she would be his. At the end of one of the sessions, she was captured with barely any energy left to fight it.
If she had hoped that it would be over, now that she had a trainer, she was wrong. Her new trainer forced her into courses, schooling her to accept pain, embrace it, first in herself, and then others. She never really could accept it in herself...
There where times however when her trainer would force her to mentally torment other pokemon, and even humans that had been captured. At first she resisted, but gradually, each day as she woke up, she began to hope more and more that she would be tormenting others. Why? Because when she was tormenting others, she herself wasn't getting tormented. Slowly, her mind twisted to the point where she tried to find new and creative ways to torment the ones she was assigned to, even eventually locking them into a dream realm of insanity and nightmares, always looking towards her master for eager approval, for if she didn't do good enough, it would be her being tormented next time.
Through this time, she evolved from a Ralts, to a Kirlia, and from a Kirlia, into a Gardevoir. It wasn't until she became a Gardevoir, and powerful enough to break through the object that limited her psychic abilities. The day that she realized that she could still tap her full power, even with the Psych-null collar on, she nearly lost it. But then, a plan came into being...
She resented the team, and her trainer. Though she was broken, and twisted like them in a degree, there was still a part of her that hated them, and herself, for doing what had been done. She knew it was wrong, in all levels, and that it had to be stopped. So, that day, she lay there as if asleep *She rarely got the privilege of staying in a pokeball* and waited for her trainer. When he came in and moved to wake her up, she sprang. Fingers gripping his temples, eyes locked, she forced him into a dream world of insanity. She forced him to suffer all the pain and agony that she had level a thousand fold, amplifying the effect more and more until his brain literally melted underneath her psychic hammering. Then, she fled, teleporting away from the base now that she could.
But the base, the Dark Team was always in her thoughts. Someday, she would come back and do the same to all of those that lived in that forsaken area, draw away the horrid stain from this world that was their insanity.
Name:Kyrasuna Stargazer
Nickname: Kyra
Gender:Female
Age: 23
From the Outside In
Appearance:
Kyra appears to be a little short for a Gardevoir. When stood side by side with other, typical Gardevoirs, she is half a foot shorter, and a bit slimmer. She tends to have a kind, nice look about her all the time, even when fighting, and very rarely shows any kind of displeasure. She always appears to be at ease, even in tense situations *And whether or not she is at ease* And will great even death-threats with a smile.
Her Psychic Aura, on the other hand *For those that can see/feel it* Is a constant angry, tormented red that is always in a constant flux with 'cracks' in it, indicating something less then stable was running it. The Red-Black coloration is predominate in her aura, with black overwhelming the entire outside of the aura. The only time when the Aura predominately changes color is in battle, and thats only when others are getting hurt. During these times, the 'cracks' disappear and depending on the level of pain being inflicted, the aura will go from light powdery blue, to deep neon blue.
Some identifiable marks on her body is several scars all over her left hand/arm, a barely noticeable scar right underneath her left eye, and several notches in her sensitive fin on her back. She limps, slightly on her right leg, though it doesn't appear to be to noticeable, or to hinder her to much. These only somewhat indicate what she has been through in the past.
Personality:
Kyra has a extreme hatred for certain evil Teams, and will go out of her way to capture and torment them, if possible. Quite unstable mentally, she can go from calm, to raging made in a matter of moments, with seemingly no connection between each episode, no reason why such things happened. When not angry *Or out to kill someone* She is nice, kind, and helpful. When hunting, she is drive, single-minded, and ruthless, willing to attack anything that gets in her way...even if its someone being used as a hostage. Her desire for revenge overrides her reason.
Around humans she doesn't know, and is unsure about, she will appear to be Shy, even reclusive, and antisocial. Shivering whenever a new person gets close enough to touch her, though she will stare defiantly, and without shyness at anybody around her.
Around other pokemon she doesn't suffer the shiver or hatred effect, and unless one knew what had happened to her before hand, one might think that she was just a normal, if slightly injured Gardevoir.
Origin:
Kyra doesn't know which region, town, or route she belongs to. Even before she was born, her egg was stolen by a mysterious team who's emblem is a circle with a upside down V inside of it.
Bio:
Kyra never knew a free life. From her hatching, her life was controlled by a mysterious Team of deranged and evil humans who's goal it was, was to find out the limits of everythings capacity to withstand pain and torment. These horrid creatures tormented her from birth, both physically *With pain* and mentally *Through other, equally twisted psychic pokemon who fed off her pain* Day in and day out, they would find new means to torment her, new puzzles and tests that would end with her withering on the ground, screaming in pain.
Each morning she would wake up, refreshed, and healed, only to go through it again, and again. Sometimes the tests where simple pain-threshold management where they would find a spot, and do something to cause pain, and leave it that way for hours.
Through the torment, she was gaining experience such as it was, and quickly grew tougher. A mistake on her part, as she lived long enough to actually gain the attention of some of the Dark Teams trainers. One particular trainer, a male *She thinks. They all wore masks, and had put some kind of device on her that limited psychic powers* decided that she would be his. At the end of one of the sessions, she was captured with barely any energy left to fight it.
If she had hoped that it would be over, now that she had a trainer, she was wrong. Her new trainer forced her into courses, schooling her to accept pain, embrace it, first in herself, and then others. She never really could accept it in herself...
There where times however when her trainer would force her to mentally torment other pokemon, and even humans that had been captured. At first she resisted, but gradually, each day as she woke up, she began to hope more and more that she would be tormenting others. Why? Because when she was tormenting others, she herself wasn't getting tormented. Slowly, her mind twisted to the point where she tried to find new and creative ways to torment the ones she was assigned to, even eventually locking them into a dream realm of insanity and nightmares, always looking towards her master for eager approval, for if she didn't do good enough, it would be her being tormented next time.
Through this time, she evolved from a Ralts, to a Kirlia, and from a Kirlia, into a Gardevoir. It wasn't until she became a Gardevoir, and powerful enough to break through the object that limited her psychic abilities. The day that she realized that she could still tap her full power, even with the Psych-null collar on, she nearly lost it. But then, a plan came into being...
She resented the team, and her trainer. Though she was broken, and twisted like them in a degree, there was still a part of her that hated them, and herself, for doing what had been done. She knew it was wrong, in all levels, and that it had to be stopped. So, that day, she lay there as if asleep *She rarely got the privilege of staying in a pokeball* and waited for her trainer. When he came in and moved to wake her up, she sprang. Fingers gripping his temples, eyes locked, she forced him into a dream world of insanity. She forced him to suffer all the pain and agony that she had level a thousand fold, amplifying the effect more and more until his brain literally melted underneath her psychic hammering. Then, she fled, teleporting away from the base now that she could.
But the base, the Dark Team was always in her thoughts. Someday, she would come back and do the same to all of those that lived in that forsaken area, draw away the horrid stain from this world that was their insanity.