Post by Deleted on May 26, 2013 12:56:08 GMT -5
:Name: Adrien La'Moore
:Race: Noran
:Gender: Female
:Age: 22
:Aura color: The darkest Crimson
:Appearance:
Adrien is a dark beauty. Her skin is the palest of ivory, not a blemish or scar to be found. She stands at 5"4 most of the time, though that height often varies due to the heels she wears. Her body is slender with delicate limbs and a curving figure, amplified by the corsets she tends to wear during show times. Her eyes are an olive green, framed by long, dark lashes. She often wears dark make up smudged around her eyes, making them stand out even more against her face. Her cheekbones are high and sculpted nicely, her lips fill and red. Her hair is cut short to right under her chin. It is a dark shade of crimson and to the surprise of most people, natural. Her choices of clothing is often dark and theatrical as herself. Rarely she is found in jeans and a t-shirt.
:Techniques:
:Starting Planet: Earth
:History:
Not much is known about the mysterious Ringmaster. Why exactly she's on Earth, what her goal's are. In fact, all that is known is written on her file.
She was born to Regina and William La'Moore, two average citizens in the Dark Court of the planet Nor. William was a professor at Redgrave School, Regina a flower shop owner. Neither were remarkable in any way. Regina gave birth to Adrien when she was twenty five, a miracle for she had been told the likely hood of having children was slim. From the beginning, she was always a strange child. She never really had any friends. Biting remarks, harsh words. Adrien slung insult after insult, landing her in the principal's office more than once. She was a manipulative girl from the beginning, easily bending other children to do what she wanted. Weather it be promises of candy, or being "best friends," she always got her way.
When she was six, her powers began to manifest. It was a simple thing. A teacher simply took away her book. A small thing, but she was angered. Suddenly, the teacher started screaming, slapping at her skin. She started yelling, saying that there were bugs crawling all over her, that they wouldn't die. Teachers from the other rooms rushed over to help. It was only when someone bumped Adrien and she lost her concentration that the teacher finally stopped screaming. She said the bugs were gone, but left the school permanently the next day.
Time continued on. Adrien grew, experimenting with her powers, gaining more control over them. At the age of seven, her sister was born. Amelia was everything she wasn't, an angel in looks and personality. She quickly became the center of attention. Day in and day out, Adrien heard nothing but how darling Amelia was, how sweet, how precious. It made her sick inside. She hated her sister, hated her parents for being enchanted so easily. Finally, when she was thirteen and Amelia was seven, she had had enough.
As her parents were getting ready for bed, she came in and simply told them to sleep. Without a second of hesitation, they lay down where they were and did just that. Next up came her sister. She walked into her room, closing the doors. Her sister had just gotten into bed. With a simple word, Adrien commanded her to be still. The girl didn't move, eyes fearful as she watched her elder sister draw the knife out from behind her back. With a smile, Adrien slammed it down. Into her sister's stomach it went, slicing clean through. Her screams rang throughout the house, yet her parents didn't wake. With a grin, Adrien drew the knife out slowly before stabbing the young girl once again. Screams once more rang out, mixing with Adrien's laughter as she twisted the knife. On and on it continued. She didn't stop, even as her sister begged her, pleaded, screamed for help. Even as the bed was turned red by her blood, even as the crimson streaked across her own body. Pleasure purer than any she had ever felt rushed through Adrien, a giddiness she had never known accompanying it. It was only when her sister finally stopped crying out and died that she stopped laughing. She left the knife next to her, walking from her room. Her parents continued to sleep, blissfully ignorant to what had just taken place. After grabbing the bag she had already packed, she left, never to return. Her parents awoke the morning after, their screams echoing through an empty house.
It wasn't long before word spread of her deeds and with it came the attention of the Cirque de Betes. She was approached by the Ringmaster. He was a man who towered above her, reaching nine feet easily. With a strange accent and a mostly burned face, he offered her sanctuary at the cirque. She agreed, curious about this strange man.
He took her under his wing, teaching her the ways of the circus and grooming her to take over as Ringleader when the time came. Her taught her a multitude of acts: knife throwing (though she was always more delighted when she hit the person), sword swallowing, and fire breathing. Adrien flourished. She fell in love with the cirque and it's people and the old Ringmaster let her loose on whoever tried to harm the members. Everything was perfect, until he died.
At eighteen, five years after she joined, the old man died. She took control of the cirque, becoming it's Ringmaster. Adrien struck up a a new deal with the royal family, taking the old one and adding a few things. The circus grew, two strongman twins becoming her bodyguards, and sometimes lovers. More and more people disappeared "mysteriously," attracting law keepers from across the galaxy. Though they have so far been kept at bay, it was only a matter of time until they found their way to Nor. So, in the middle of the night, the circus disappeared, leaving behind not a trace.
Racial Traits:
Transformations:
:Race: Noran
:Gender: Female
:Age: 22
:Aura color: The darkest Crimson
:Appearance:
Adrien is a dark beauty. Her skin is the palest of ivory, not a blemish or scar to be found. She stands at 5"4 most of the time, though that height often varies due to the heels she wears. Her body is slender with delicate limbs and a curving figure, amplified by the corsets she tends to wear during show times. Her eyes are an olive green, framed by long, dark lashes. She often wears dark make up smudged around her eyes, making them stand out even more against her face. Her cheekbones are high and sculpted nicely, her lips fill and red. Her hair is cut short to right under her chin. It is a dark shade of crimson and to the surprise of most people, natural. Her choices of clothing is often dark and theatrical as herself. Rarely she is found in jeans and a t-shirt.
:Techniques:
- Illusion: On Nor, Adrien is known as the Queen of Illusion, simply stating that she has most mastered it. Through her mind, she is able to change the area around her into whatever she wants. She can make others see what she wants them to, or, hide the truth. At the current moment, she is able to use it to create only simple illusions with players, though she is working to enhance every day. Adrien is most commonly found using these techniques to make it appear as if she is disappearing, and reappearing somewhere else in the area or to show other's their greatest fears. Though she can make people see and hear what she wants, she can not make them feel it at this point. Her illusions always take concentration to work. Depending on the level of illusion, she may able to act normal as she works it with little thought, or, she must put her entire self into the illusion.
- Persuasion: Through words alone. Adrien is able to influence the minds and actions of others. Her voice takes on an almost musical, hypnotic quality to it. Those who have been with her for years recognize it, but little other do. At her current level, this only completely works on people with lesser power to her own. Those with power equal are also susceptible, but have a greater chance at fighting it. (Also works on someone more powerful, but only if they agree to it) and only with actions the characters would do IC. (IE, she couldn't tell someone to stab himself)
- Glean Thought: Adrien is able to slip slightly into someone's mind and hear their thoughts. This takes a lot of concentration since she has to specifically search for something. She is unable to speak into another's mind and if her concentration is broken, the connection is lost. She is only able to do this with people no more than five feet away.
:Starting Planet: Earth
:History:
Not much is known about the mysterious Ringmaster. Why exactly she's on Earth, what her goal's are. In fact, all that is known is written on her file.
She was born to Regina and William La'Moore, two average citizens in the Dark Court of the planet Nor. William was a professor at Redgrave School, Regina a flower shop owner. Neither were remarkable in any way. Regina gave birth to Adrien when she was twenty five, a miracle for she had been told the likely hood of having children was slim. From the beginning, she was always a strange child. She never really had any friends. Biting remarks, harsh words. Adrien slung insult after insult, landing her in the principal's office more than once. She was a manipulative girl from the beginning, easily bending other children to do what she wanted. Weather it be promises of candy, or being "best friends," she always got her way.
When she was six, her powers began to manifest. It was a simple thing. A teacher simply took away her book. A small thing, but she was angered. Suddenly, the teacher started screaming, slapping at her skin. She started yelling, saying that there were bugs crawling all over her, that they wouldn't die. Teachers from the other rooms rushed over to help. It was only when someone bumped Adrien and she lost her concentration that the teacher finally stopped screaming. She said the bugs were gone, but left the school permanently the next day.
Time continued on. Adrien grew, experimenting with her powers, gaining more control over them. At the age of seven, her sister was born. Amelia was everything she wasn't, an angel in looks and personality. She quickly became the center of attention. Day in and day out, Adrien heard nothing but how darling Amelia was, how sweet, how precious. It made her sick inside. She hated her sister, hated her parents for being enchanted so easily. Finally, when she was thirteen and Amelia was seven, she had had enough.
As her parents were getting ready for bed, she came in and simply told them to sleep. Without a second of hesitation, they lay down where they were and did just that. Next up came her sister. She walked into her room, closing the doors. Her sister had just gotten into bed. With a simple word, Adrien commanded her to be still. The girl didn't move, eyes fearful as she watched her elder sister draw the knife out from behind her back. With a smile, Adrien slammed it down. Into her sister's stomach it went, slicing clean through. Her screams rang throughout the house, yet her parents didn't wake. With a grin, Adrien drew the knife out slowly before stabbing the young girl once again. Screams once more rang out, mixing with Adrien's laughter as she twisted the knife. On and on it continued. She didn't stop, even as her sister begged her, pleaded, screamed for help. Even as the bed was turned red by her blood, even as the crimson streaked across her own body. Pleasure purer than any she had ever felt rushed through Adrien, a giddiness she had never known accompanying it. It was only when her sister finally stopped crying out and died that she stopped laughing. She left the knife next to her, walking from her room. Her parents continued to sleep, blissfully ignorant to what had just taken place. After grabbing the bag she had already packed, she left, never to return. Her parents awoke the morning after, their screams echoing through an empty house.
It wasn't long before word spread of her deeds and with it came the attention of the Cirque de Betes. She was approached by the Ringmaster. He was a man who towered above her, reaching nine feet easily. With a strange accent and a mostly burned face, he offered her sanctuary at the cirque. She agreed, curious about this strange man.
He took her under his wing, teaching her the ways of the circus and grooming her to take over as Ringleader when the time came. Her taught her a multitude of acts: knife throwing (though she was always more delighted when she hit the person), sword swallowing, and fire breathing. Adrien flourished. She fell in love with the cirque and it's people and the old Ringmaster let her loose on whoever tried to harm the members. Everything was perfect, until he died.
At eighteen, five years after she joined, the old man died. She took control of the cirque, becoming it's Ringmaster. Adrien struck up a a new deal with the royal family, taking the old one and adding a few things. The circus grew, two strongman twins becoming her bodyguards, and sometimes lovers. More and more people disappeared "mysteriously," attracting law keepers from across the galaxy. Though they have so far been kept at bay, it was only a matter of time until they found their way to Nor. So, in the middle of the night, the circus disappeared, leaving behind not a trace.
Racial Traits:
- Self-healing: Norans able to heal at a faster rate. Small cuts and bruises disappear in minutes. Larger, more serious wounds vary in speed, but they can take anywhere from an hour to a couple of weeks depending. If done right, some scars will never disappear.
- Enhanced Night Vision
- Enhanced Hearing
- Faster Agility and Reaction time
Transformations:
- 60,000 x6: Soif du Sang
- 150,000 x14: Hysterie
- 250,000 x25: Hysterie mastered
- 370,000 x32: Reine