Post by SABLE on Jan 29, 2012 17:52:16 GMT -8
sable
i dont have a past
i just have a chance
not a family or honest plea remains to stay
[/size]i dont have a past
i just have a chance
not a family or honest plea remains to stay
THECHARACTER
hey, i'm [SABLE]. i'm [SEVENTEEN] years old, and still aging. people say that i'm [SINGLE] but i will be looking out for those [GUYS]. some say that i look like [MASAMI IWASAWA FROM ANGEL BEATS] but i don't think so. i currently belong to the [ERASERS] and living large!
THEAPPEARANCE
[sable is a pretty, lightly built teenager, averaging 106 pounds in weight and five feet, ten inches tall. the first thing you will probably notice is her deep pink hair, which mostly goes down to her chin, some going to her shoulders. her eyes are a deep fusha, and her face is set in a confident look, but occasionally a hollow expression crosses her face. sable's skin is pale and soft, but has many scars in places where you cant really see, like on her wrists caused by tests from white-coats, and on her back and upper arms. pretty much everywhere besides the skin that shows.
sable actually wears a school uniform, a white base with a deep, bright blue trim along the neck line. underneath the trim is a pink bow, held together by a white button. along her wrists, sable has black bands. on her shoulders is usually a guitar strap, with a case on the back. taking off the case will show her prized, and possibly only important item she has in her possession, a classical guitar. she has a blue skirt, loose fitting around the legs but tight enough so it wont slip down. her shoes are black boots, which go slightly beneath half of her calf. if she wares anything else, sable usually puts on a plain black hoodie with loose, torn up jeans and dark tennis shoes. even though she is a huge tom-boy, sable prefers her school uniform outfit with the skirt, only because that is the most normal thing that makes her feel ordinary. ]
THEPERSONA
[sable is actually a very... well... unique person. if you are not her target, sable will be hesitant and slightly shy to talk to you, but when you get to know and if you end on her good side, she will be one nice girl. considerate, warm, friendly and loyal, but never trusting. if you are her target, or her enemy, she will become an ice cold killer with no heart or soul, but even though she will be tougher than diamonds towards you, she absolutely can not stand unfair fights. if one of her enemies are at a serious disadvantage, sable will let it slide and lets her enemies retreat, if they choose to. if not, then she will strike them down and bring their heads to the scientists who control her. its not like she enjoys, or even chose to work for those who caused her childhood too be hell, its forced. sable hides one major secret about herself. since the added dna in her are contradictory, feline and canine, she has, well... spats within her. what happens is that her dna fights with each other, and the only cure is a medicine made only by the white-coats. if she does not work for them, her dna will kill itself, inevitably killing her.
surprisingly, sable is actually sensitive when it comes to her emotions, and is completely honest about them. when something is bothering or annoying her, she will say it. when she is sad or mad or frustrated, she will vent out loud. there is one thing that helps her with these and many more. singing and playing her guitars. sable is an extremely talented musician, her singing could calm the strongest storms and put to sleep a person who drank 30 extra-caffeine coffees. it is one of the only things that brings her pure peace and joy, is one of the few things she enjoys doing. sometimes, since she is so good, the white-coats suck up their evil and pride, and treat her nicely so that she will play for them. no matter what they do, if she does not feel like playing music, she does not play. at all.
something is not right with sable though. every once in awhile, she will allow her animal instincts to take control of her body and mind. while in this state, she becomes a cold-blooded killer with the heart as frozen as dry ice and eyes just the same. she will enjoy the feeling of slashed skin and the sight and smell of blood. sable becomes cruel and murderous in this state, unwilling to show any form of mercy towards her prey. whenever she is in this state, the best you can do is run, hide, and hope that she can not smell your fear.]
THEHISTORY
[sable has no parents, no family, no friends and no history. its just like all of the other experiments. she was created on a little dish, the scrambled human egg with the 5% black panther inside, plus its reproductive counterpart with 5% wolf. when she took her first breath, the scientists instantly started their experiments. they attatched sensors to her brain to report any activity, then placed her with a fake family to be raised.
she had no idea any of this had happened while she grew up, living a happy and normal existance with her so-called-family. she thought they loved her. every sunday night the 'mother' (trinity), the 'father' (jason) and the 'older brother' (mathew) would go out on a picnic and watch the stars and clouds that passed the sky. until sable was 9, her life was perfect. then, as part of the experiment to see with how much she could cope with, the white-coats unleased a mad, hungry, young eraser on the family. only she and mathew survived, while she watched her parents die right before her eyes. it was then that the scientists swooped in, pretending to rescue the siblings. mathew was always in on the trick, and happy to participate, but sable was still clueless. a month after living a protected life with the white-coats, whom 9 year old sable actually trusted, the scientists told mathew to unleash his fury. he yelled and screamed at his 'sister', telling her that it was all her fault that their parents were dead. and it was true. trinity and jason were mathews acutall parents, but then along came sable. he shouted until his voice was raw, screeching at her that they constantly despised her. sables little heart broke, and that is when she snapped. instincts kicking in, her panther and wolf dna took control. fingers and head jerking, sable's teeth became as sharp as knives, while her finger nails transformed into razor sharp claws, able to cut through almost anything. pouncing on her 'brother', she made him sorry for ever yelling at her, slicing his throat as a payment. after the deed was done, sable felt more in place than ever before. she loved the feel of blood on her claws and the smell of the scarlet liquid, seeing the red seeping out of mathew brought the nine year old great pleasure. but with a sudden pain in her own neck, sable turned, while falling to the ground, a man with a tranquilizer gun, barrel smoking. before closing her eyes, sable realized something. he was wearing a white coat. then her whole world became black.
after that, sable was shoved in a small dog-crate for several years while the scientists poked and proded at her. when sable was thirteen, they discovered something the hard way. you see, sable has an extreme fear of needles, and whenever she had a shot taken, she would flip. but, for some reason, that day was different. sable could not take it any longer. when a nurse came up to her cage, a hidious grin on her face, sable saw the several needles intending on going into her arm. freaking out, sable thrashed around, looking for something to protect her, however the cool metal shakles around her wrists, chains attached to the ends, were yanked forward, her body following her arms. when the first needle was inserted into her arm, sable screamed. a burning sensation was comming from her blood steam as her cells screeched in pain. yet another experiment. right then, something clicked within her mind. her right hand made a sudden jerking movement upward and the vaccination was slashed clean in half. the nurse sat there, blinking as if she just saw something that never really happened, as if it was all just a day-dream while she tortured sable. lifting both hands up, wrists still bound to the cold steel, the shadows thickened, shooting upward. the chains were broken. laughing darkly as she sat up. shackles still on her wrists, the chain pieces still attached to the metal bracelets chimed as she slashed the bars, which held her prisioner, with her claws. walking out of her cage, sable stretched, eyes closed. the woman below her reeked of fear, sable could smell it in the air. sable hated that smell and wanted to end it. grinning coyly, she opened her eyes, hard and ice cold, and walked towards the nurse. stopping a foot away from her head, sable turned her palms towards the celing, enjoying the fact that the shadows were in her control. spotting little dots reacting the way she wanted, sable's hands rose into the air quickly. dark spikes flew through the woman as she screamed bloody murder. smiling with joy, sable lowered her hands when the woman stopped her screeching, the darkness receeding back into the ground, followed by the womans oozing blood. grinning, sable walked out of the room and killed as many people as she could while her animal dna was still in control. it was not long, prehaps after she slaughtered five or six more people, that she got shot, yet again, with a tranq. from then on, sable refused to let her dna take control of her again.
something also changed from then on. her dna fought each other. it was only natural. her feline self hated her canine self, and the feeling was mutual. the dna attacked the other, causing extreme pain for sable. her cells were dieing in a very violent way. the only way that they would stop is when the sable would eat a pill that the white-coats would give her. for this reason, and this reason alone, sable has stayed with those who she hates the most. from thirteen on, till around sixteen, the white-coats trained her, taught her martial arts and swordsmanship, taught her how to shoot a gun and how to throw a dagger. she was extremely good at all of these, learning fast, and her powers over the darkness grew. by the time sable was seventeen, she was high up in the ranks, being in control of her own squad of erasers. sable was, and is, someone to be feared.]
THEPOWER
[sable has the ability to control the shadows, and by that i mean she can do anything with them. make them solid, camouflage and can even change the shadows color due to light reflections (which is actually completely scientific) and is very skilled in her power, plus a few more tricks. due to her dna mixture, sable is able to grow any feline parts and has amazing flexibility, agility and balance. she also can see far better than most creatures, even putting the bird kid's raptor vision to the test. well, actually all of her senses are enhanced. she has the sight and extremely sensitive touch of her feline dna plus the hearing, taste and incredible sense of smell from her canine dna. like the ability above with her feline parts, she can also do that with canine, such as sprouting ears or a tail, claws and fangs. so, all bundled into one being, she is one deadly chick.
her weaknesses are that shadow controlling is highly unstable. if she gets weak, like beat up or mentally unsure of herself, then sable will loose control of herself, unleashing darkness without restraint, against her will. her animal dna is also unstable. since she is made up of clashing elements, the dna constantly tries to destroy the other, causing damage to herself in a painful episode of immobility and pure agony. this is the only time, when she is weak, that the darkness allows her to keep control, for the shadows feel sorry for its master.]
THEROLEPLAYER
hey, i'm [TAYLOR], but you can call me [GEMINI]. i'm [14] years old. i've been roleplaying for [5 YEARS] and i found this site through [AD]. i also play [NO OTHER CHARACTERS].