Araignee Berlitz [R]

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Name: Araignee Berlitz. L'Araignée is French for "The Spider," which is what she is named for.


Nickname: Unless you're calling her Miss Berlitz, absolutely not. Araignee loves her name. You'll be saying it in your sleep soon enough.


Age: Twenty-two -- A mature twenty-two.


Gender: Female.


Species: Hathan


Position: Chaotic Evil.


Powers/Abilities/Techniques/Skills:

So, Araignee is going to be using the MP system for her means of attack. Her total amount: 200 MP.

MAGIC: Araignee considers it to be quite useful, if utilized correctly. After years of tweaking and improving her techniques, she has come up with her best possible arsenal of spells and hexes.

• Electra: 20 MP a deviant spell of Thunder, instead of the bolts coming down from the heavens, they are unleashed from her very fingertips, shooting horizontally. Pretty weak compared to other abilities, its "lane" of fire is rather narrow and dodge-able.
  
• Thunderclap: 25 MP another hex that Araignee considers to be on the basic side, thunderclap is yet another deviant of the thunder spell, though a bit more powerful. A single bolt of lightning comes from the sky at a diagonal. Its destination is typically difficult to predict due to the odd nature of the attack, but can be dodge. A single spot is affected, and the damage is moderate. When it hits, a large bang is produced, though its reasons are simply to scare the target into believing that a larger portion of damage has been done than in reality.
  
• Thunder:

[/b] 20 MP the basic thunder spell. Several bolts reign down, doing minimal damage. [/li][/ul]


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Original World: Hathan.
Current World: Roaming.


History:

Name: ARAIGNEE BERLITZ

Not much is known of the specimen. Her homeworld is assumed to be Hathan, which has since been obliterated after her escape. Height: 5'7" and small in structure.

Both parents are deceased, though the cause of death remains unclear. We assume that they fell by the shot of their only daughter. From an unnamed source, we have been led to believe that her childhood was more than satisfactory. Berlitz attended Sert College, though dropped out soon after the beginning of her third year. Since then, she has made ties with no one. Typically, Berlitz works alone and stays in the shadows, assassinating those necessary. The only thing we know for sure is that her most recent sighting was somewhere in the depths of the Underworld in Olympus Coliseum, which was about two months ago. Ever since, she has remained relatively quiet.

Threat Level: 8

My life? My life is the life everyone desires. I'm a badass, and you know it. That's the short answer. As for the long answer, which I'm sure you're dying to know, I suppose I'll disclose. Tell anyone and I will feed you to a lion.

As a girl, I hated my parents. They were stupid, boring, ignominious, and foolish. Hathans have a bloodline that is known for its viciousness. In the olden days, people from our world killed each other for the glory. It was all very awesome, mind you. But those were the olden days. Since then, people began to mellow, to settle. Soon enough, the war-hungry, blood-lusting species was turning normal. Turning...stupid. Boring. Ignominious. And foolish. See where I'm going here? Anyways, by the time I was born, it was as if the feared Hathan had become a field of fucking daisies to just prance through. People didn't care. They had no drive.

Of course, I didn't know better back then. Until I began to see our past. It was everywhere: books, movies, billboards, signs, everyone knew just how fierce Hathans were. Except for the Hathans. I wanted that. I wanted to be feared. Taken seriously. No! There's no underlying reason! yes there is. Anyways, I began to teach myself how to fight. No, I didn't just have that gift, I watched the old videos of fights, and simply took notes. Now, mimicking those fighting styles, that's what I was gifted at. Eventually, I was good. Damn good and, despite what murderers say, killing my first person wasn't so hard. It was easy, and from then, well, I don't know. I can only say that I did things that no one had the balls to do, which is why I ended up in prison.

As for my escape, it was easy. Those Heartless sure made it simple, at least. Whoever the hell is controlling those, kudos to them. As the prison fell, I escaped with nothing but the clothes on my back and rebuilt myself. Soon enough, I escaped, and ended up in here. And I know that people are watching me. So I'm sure you won't be reporting to any damn officer.

My only desires? What the hell kind of question is that? Those aren't for you to know, get the hell out of my face!

(This is just so you know more about her. Now she's just thinking, or being narrated. I dunno, either way, its not "public information")

When she was a girl, nobody respected her. Her family was that of a dirty, cowardly decent and her parents were looked down upon. Other children, even at young ages, found her difficult to look at, and for this reason Araignee has turned into a demonic s.o.b.

Her goal? Well, Araignee can only hope to achieve greatness. Whatever that means. In short, she will do whatever it takes for recognition. Her strength is unsurpassed in her mind and because of this, she is hopes to defeat any that she can. Araignee is vain. She is shallow. She is narcassistic. But she is strong, and wants to look down on others the way they looked down on her.


Role Playing Sample:

A slender frame stood in the shadows, completely void of anything that resembles compassion. Two horns protrude from her otherwise normal head, and sickly pale skin contrasts the ashen black orbs placed above that terrifying grin. Araignee emerged.

Her eyes wandered endlessly, and a tense atmosphere surrounded her otherwise cool facade. Not a soul was in sight -- thank the lord. Turning right, she began to stalk down the sidewalk, moving quickly and rather suspiciously, though of course it didn't matter. Had she done anything on this world? Radiant Garden didn't ring a bell.

Damn. She quickly veered into a conveniently placed thicket of tall bushes, crouching behind them. A figure had appeared. Peering just beyond the side, in the darkness of night did in fact stand a man. No. It wasn't a man. Two more appeared, and Araignee quickly identified them as Heartless. Giga Shadows. She cast thunderclap and immediately made a beeline for her adversaries, one of which was struck moments later by the wicked bolt of lightning. She wielded a scimitar, slicing through the electrified enemy quickly and powerfully. Immediately it dissipated. She cast thunder and leaped forward out of the way of a slash from an enemy, watching as both suffered damage from the continuous strikes of electricity. As they continued to reign down, Araignee launched herself at the left-most one, stabbing it vigorously in several different places, finishing by bringing her sword to the ground and destroying it. Glancing over her shoulder, the remaining Giga Shadow had returned to the shadows, though its pool did not appear on the ground. Perhaps it had fled. Perhaps the thunder had done the trick.

Wiping her hands quietly as if to cleanse herself of the preceding scuffle, Araignee returned to her business. Silently she attempted to recall the number of the building. Out of frustration, the Hathan grunted, clenching a fist. She glanced down at her wrist, seeing that she was too late. Her chance had passed.


Questions/Comments/Suggestions? The first OC villain that I've really ever created. We'll see how it turns out. As for the history, if you're a bit confused: Before the image is done by some sort of law-enforcement group that was called on during her lovely deeds on her homeworld. Ever since, they've been tracking her. After the image, however, is Araignee talking, so that way you can get an idea as to how she is. plus its for me to get a feel for her hehe Who she's talking to? I don't know xD

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[Larxene]

Just letting you know your WIP status is going to expire in a few days. @.@

Unless you've finished this. Let us know. ;D

[Larxene]

WIP period extend upon request.

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Rejected as per requested.