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   "Energy cannot be created or destroyed... It can only be.. manipulated."
   

Name(s): Aoi Mitsurugi
Nickname(s): Vanilla
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Birthday: 3,November, X763
Sexuality: Pansexual
Class: Scout
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Rank: D rank
Guild: Eisenwald
Guild Tattoo: left side of left bicep, pink in color
Face Claim: Meguraine Luka - Vocaloid

II. APPEARANCE


Height: 5 feet 8 inches (170 cm)
Weight: 110 lbs
Hair: Spring Rose Pink in color, always soft like silk to the touch
Eyes: Aqua blue
General Appearance: Aoi is a very open minded person when it comes to her appearance. Though she generally is very finicky about how she appears, she chooses more or less how she will look and doesn't care of another negative opinions about it. Her appearance always varies, and her clothing type isn't among the most genuine of types of clothing choice that someone who has amnesia would have, but Aoi seems to pull off the idea that she is able to do what she wants and wont be told otherwise about her choices of attire. Most of the time her hair will be down, or some uniquely taughtly done style. Her clothing is preferred in more of a lighter colored base, with black being the main alternative color choice.

Extra: None

III. PERSONALITY

Personality: Aoi is a very unique and comprehensive person. First off is the normal every day routines in which she is accustomed to acting. She normally would be the person to go about having her fun doing anything she wanted; shopping, drinking milk, meeting people, cleaning, organizing. She would enjoy this fun because it is all in the memory that she has. She is very peculiar to find out where she came from and why she is branded on her neck. However she keeps herself quiet and withheld from meeting with people, preferring to be approached than giving someone an opportunity to stomp on her hopes of trying to figure out her path to gaining back her memory. Above anything, she would say and or even do to get any piece of it back, as it could mean the one thing that could reconcile this feeling of betrayal, emptiness, and sadness in her mind that she could.

Around other people she tends to be a very good listener, not so much for the cat ears per say, it is to serve the purpose of her trying to piece together her missing life. She couldn't stand to not know who she was, or why she couldn't remember anything but her first name, and being given this collar on her neck. The only other piece of her memory, one that haunts her is one of her on her knees, blood splattered on cat paw pads, on her face, and on her clothes, while she laid in a puddle of blood surrounded by several bodies. Though when she sees blood in combat, her mind may temporarily flash to those moments, which may open her up to being hurt or killed. Aoi can and will kill someone without a hint of mercy if she so felt it, as her adrenaline pumps rapidly every time she fights, magic or not.

Likes:

• Reading
  
• Milk
  
• Collars
  
• Fashion/Dressing up
  
• Organization/tidiness
  
• Vegan foods
  
  Dislikes:
  
• Messiness
  
• Losing in fights
  
• Being falsely accused
  
• Loud noises
  
• Rotten smells
  
• Verbal, Emotional, and Physical abuse
  
  Motivations:
  
• The collar on her neck gives her the only memory she has aside from her scar, which she hides from people by wearing the accessory on her neck.
  
• Recovering her memory
  
• Living life to the fullest
  
  Fears:
  
• Drowning
  
• Death
  
• Dogs
  
• Being enslaved
  

Positive Traits: Acrobatic (+3): You have excellent body awareness and coordination.

Agile (+3): You are particularly flexible and poised.

Alertness (+2): You have finely tuned senses.

Enhanced Strength (+3): Your character is slightly stronger than other characters when it comes to physical strength.

Swift (+3): You are fleet of foot. When running, you move three times your normal speed.

Blindsight (+4): Using senses such as acute hearing and sensitivity to vibrations, you detect the location of opponents who are no more than five feet away from you. Darkness and Invisibility are irrelevant, though you cannot detect non corporeal beings.

Total = 18

Negative Traits: Amnesia (-1): You are unable to remember anything about your past, yourself, or your family. Your life is a blank slate. However, your past may someday come back to haunt you. The rest of the flaws you pick are unknown to your character; over the course of your progress, your character will slowly discover them.

Bravado (-2): You are rash in combat, refusing to show weakness by falling back from your enemies' blows. You either face it and stop it, or get hit in the progress. In addition, you cannot fight defensively.

Reckless (-1): You lack the emotion of fear. Unfortunately, it is often an important cue that keeps men from doing foolhardy things. Sure, you don't flinch at the sight of even the most hideous monster, but neither do you feel the need to run away when outclassed.

Vulnerable (-3): You are not very good at defending yourself and moving out of harm's way. In combat you take hits easily, in roleplay terms this means that you can only dodge one out of three attacks, regardless of how easy it was.

Derangement/Insanity (-9 total):  
- Phobia (-3): A character afflicted by a phobia persistently fears a particular object or situation. She realizes that the fear is excessive and irrational, but the fear is disturbing enough that she avoids the stimulus. [Aoi's particular phobia are dogs. She as a neko tends to fully avoid dogs. She has an exception for puppies because of their size and lack of knowledge over their habit of barking at cats, but young to fully grown dogs scare her completely, and will hide anywhere she can to avoid them.]

-Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder (-3): This illness manifests in one of two main forms, obsessive thoughts or compulsive actions; some characters exhibit both. [Aoi has a very compulsive thought process involving neatness and perfection. She cannot look at a pile of unstacked books, an unmade bed, anything that would seem to be a shrug to anyone makes Aoi become nerve racking. This has no baring on anything in combat, as she doesn't seem to care much when fighting, but even on an injury, like wrapping bandages, she tends to make everything perfect, even if she has to become abrasive to do so.]

-Compulsions (-3): The character insists on performing ritual actions, such as touching a doorway at left, right, and top before passing through it. Though she may agree that the actions are senseless, the need to perform them is overpowering. [Aoi's compulsion is every second, third, or fourth sentence, no matter how long she talks, end with a 'no'. They are random in times, and are unpredictable to even Aoi on when they are to come, they just pop out.]

Branded (-2): You have fled for a crime committed and now have a prominent brand. You may have been a criminal, a slave, or some other such illicit individual. The brand is such that it cannot be easily covered, and a cursory search reveals it each time. Law enforcement agents of any lawful land will immediately take you into custody if they see the mark, for extradition or imprisonment. It is your choice as to whether or not you were falsely accused of the crime. [The neko is branded as a criminal, said to be responsible for many deaths of council officials, as she was found with her unusual form of requip attached to her and covered in blood. Her claim is they had gotten abusive and orderly with her, branding her as an animal (literally), and she had retaliated, but was not given belief in her testimony.]

Total = 18

IV. MAGIC

Magic: Requip: "The Predator"
Caster or Holder: Caster
Description: This type of Requip is nearly unique in it's various uses and forms. The caster's main uses tend to be more hand to hand combat related stuff from claws to dual handed short swords to maximize flexibility and speed. Though this stresses more on the body than anything else, it still provides more damaging outputs. This magic is also capable of more longer weaponry from katana's to longsword's, even greatsword's. These weapons give the caster distance from their enemy so they are able to surmount a counter attack of some kind and recover their stamina. The caster is able to switch out their weapons at will on the snap of their fingers, unless the weapons have been broken within the same thread. The caster can also give elemental properties to their weapons from which can give her an upper hand in battle when she would need them.
Strengths: Strengths of this magic include the ability to be able to quickly shift out their weapons and armors off the snap of their fingers. Specializing in more close ranged weapons make them more dangerous with the speed of their swings more swift and creating combinations that can cause a more critical amount of damage to someone. The longer ranged, more larger weapons that the caster can use are a bit different, which gives the enemy a  harder time to counter them in combat, more so if they had fought them before.
Weaknesses: Weaknesses for this magic begin with the main fact of stamina in a fight. Being that the caster mainly uses close combated style fighting, they tend to run dry in a fight rather quickly, compared to most others. The longer ranged weapons on the other hand would provide distance, making it easier for them to be able to recover stamina, but still if they were to be facing a quicker opponent, then they would end up being exposed and open.

V. HISTORY


History: Aoi was born into a blur in her life. She had been refrained from learning about her life as an infant and a toddler on up to the earliest memory of being able to walk at age 2. The child had been neglected of anything that had to do with the whole thing, and told anything but what she asked. Sometimes they neglected her existence if she asked for any longed amount of time until she changed the subject from which she had wanted to know from them. They would do everything in their power to keep her from finding out anything from when she was an infant, and the girl had simply began to stop asking little by little. She was becoming a spoiled child, being given anything she wanted to hush her from asking, though she never once thought to use it in a term of blackmail to get more stuff, but they would just throw something on her just to quiet her. As Aoi had grown in age, her more cat like personality became more dominant in her personality. She was purring, meowing, even throwing Nya into the ends of sentences occasionally. Though the parents never took their notice off of their younger daughter, they had put more time into Aoi than Eliara. The parents had been high placed members of the council, both able to pay bills, buy food, spoil their kids, and still have a little cash left over.

All the while, as Aoi had grown up, she had met a girl named Andrea. Now, Andrea was a few years older than Aoi had been, but she had rather similar to her. The girls both shared a type of magic that they happened to bond over using, fighting one another to get better in using it. Overall, Aoi had thought it was mre beneficial to be close combat and speedy with her type of requip, mending the weapons she obtained to fit her style of fighting, while Andrea had used a bunch of sword based weapons. The two taught one another spar after spar in how they could both excel and better in the weapons they used, to the way they fought, until the day they had evened out. They began to completely stalemate their fights and be exhausted afterward, and there was no way she could end up having anything more than fun with this. They had become the best of friends since, and on Aoi's thirteenth birthday, she was given a gift from her friend; a large collar with a bell attached to it. The neko child waved her tail lightly and a blushing, wide mouth smile lit her face in happiness. The bell even had a nickname of "Vanilla" in it, as she had Snow white hair and fur. Her name Aoi was given to her by the color of her eyes.

When Aoi was 16, she had fully peeked for a bit on her magical and physical capabilities. She had felt like she had reached the max amount of power she could get to, and she had begun to show people about the town in little bits, using the more adorable ones than anything. As she was playing, she felt someone come up behind her and grip her up by her twin tails and ignored her yells in pain. She had been tossed to the ground and looked down from above by rune knights, who of all people should have known who she was. The men began to call her a freak, mocking her, kicking her and abusing her, and they went as far as handcuffing her and wrapping her hair around her mouth and tying it as to act as a gag while they amused themselves. They made a small spectacle of it, until they decided to dispurse it and uncuff her. They picked her up and she immediately undid her hair so they sat low again, and they smirked and chuckled, until she lost her nerve. She had blanked in slate and went all out, requipping a set of claws on her hands and feet and began to slice them down one by one. When all was said and done, she had stood over bloodied, dead bodies, breathing heavily as the anger began to settle, until she felt a stinging, burning pain like no other on the side of her neck. When she looked over, tearing up from it, her parents stood with one another, weapons drawn. They told her she had to be taken in and put in jail for her crimes. She pleaded with them to listen, but they had simply threatened her, and in that same moment, she blanked once more. When she finally came back too, she was standing over them, on her knees, covered in their blood and kneeling in a pool of their blood. She became frantic, scared for her life, so the girl darted as fast as she could, running for what seemed like ever, until she had come towards another town, and she had looked behind her out of panic and as she came back around, slammed her head into the trunk of a tree and tripped over the roots of a tree and feel down a small hill and smacked her head on the ground. The neko awoke in what she would soon learn to have been Eisenwald, her blood stained clothes removed and chanced, and she was bandaged up, her collar sitting next to the bed, all she could seem to remember was her name being Aoi, and her collar belonging to her. Her magic as well was still familiar to her, but she couldn't remember a single other thing. The Eisenwald mages had been rather intrigued to see such an odd girl, and they had offered their guild to her, since her rumors of council blood spilled on her had them rather impressed. Now Aoi just wishes to seek out the truth to her past no matter what she had to do or say.